Seri on the stairs

Seri was at the foot of the staircase in the main room of the tavern when she heard an excitable female shriek coming from upstairs that jolted her somewhat. There was no way that she could identify the voice with any certainty and being aware of the obvious sexual proclivities of the priestesses of Girvyn that were rooming together up there Seri wouldn’t have been surprised if they had unusual ways of waking each other up. There had in fact been a number of extremely horny nocturnal noises which had emanated from the top floor of the tavern the previous evening.

There was a serving maid near her feet who was currently on her hands and knees, occupied with swabbing the tavern floor following the improvised gangbang that had occurred yesterday which had been instigated by the blonde superslut who Seri had later learned was named Faye. At that particular point in time Seri had been too occupied with something else to get involved, namely the footlong monstercock that belonged to the warrior stud Dareios, but one thing had led to another and the appearance of yet another busty newcomer that day had put a serious dent in her fun, the huge-titted brunette with the muscles and the sword that came through the door whisking away the big-dicked conquest that Seri had very nearly made.

When the handsome warrior had torn off her dress at the bar in front of her husband, Seri had been shocked but undeniably delighted, but the second she had hunkered down to get a taste of the delicious hunk of meat that protruded from the hung stud’s groin, he seemed to have become more interested in the tall, stacked swordmaiden. And although the ripped warrior had analised her against the bar and made her pussy convulse, and then the tall warrioress had jerked the cock until it had spewed out lashings of hot, thick cream directly into her face, Seri couldn’t help feeling a little bit cheated, almost as if the massive warrior had just been getting started with her. A self-confessed size-queen, Seri hadn’t been prepared for the load that she had received, but the torrential blast of semen that had been jetted directly into her face had made her hungry for more.

That was part of the reason that she was just heading up the staircase with a heavily-laden breakfast tray in her hand. She didn’t normally take breakfast up to guests, preferring to delegate the work to her staff, but today she was going to make a point of taking Dareios and his cousin breakfast in bed. To this end, she had slipped out of bed while her husband was still sleeping and spent the time before he woke adorning herself as sluttily as possible and making certain that she looked right.

For the big-titted cougar, this meant doing her long black hair up in a ponytail and putting a leather studded choker around her neck. Eager to show off her huge knockers, Seri had slung a black leather belt across her tits, the strap being about one and a half inches thick and just covering her nipples. Happy that her assets were on full display, the brunette milf then favoured a black thong, the spaghetti straps of which were hoisted high over her hips and a see-through black miniskirt on top of this which revealed everything below it. Black stiletto heeled leather boots that went up to her knees completed the outfit.

Though Seri didn’t normally dress this way in the mornings, her two cooks didn’t say anything as she collected the tray of food from them intended for the upstairs guests, exchanging a glance between the pair of them as they did so. Seri had sent Lea up with a tray about quarter of an hour ago and she hadn’t reappeared, so Seri assumed the girl had delivered it and then disappeared, avoiding her chores as usual by going off to annoy Kamil in the stables.

Pushing these thoughts aside, Seri composed herself and began to mount the stairs, getting only a few paces before another shriek rung out from upstairs. It sounded like the guests were really enjoying themselves, and Seri found herself picking up the pace a little, reaching the first floor and then swiftly swivelling to turn the corner and get up the next flight.

When she did this, Seri was suddenly aware of being cast into shadow. This was odd, because the corridor atop the second staircase had a large window at the end that always let a lot of light through. For a moment, Seri stopped concentrating on holding the tray in her hands straight ad steady and looked up.

The reason that the light had been blocked out was immediately apparent. The two warriors were coming down the stairs from the top, and the massive shape of their muscular bodies together had blocked out the light. Seri gulped. Both of the men were completely naked, and seemed at first glance to be totally erect. Immediately Seri’s mouth began to water as she took in the pair of them, unusually tall, massive muscles in their legs and pecs, with firm, smoothly defined abdominal muscles and thick arms. Of course what was most apparent that Seri found herself more or less at eye level with a pair of improbably huge castiron pussy missiles, both capped with flaring, bell-shaped, purple heads that sat on each of the vein-ripped tubes of fuckmeat. Seeing as Dareios and Damon, were a few stairs above her, the dicks were more or less at the level of her head.

Both of the dicks were equipped with long ropes of gluey precum that were dangling from the tips of their cockend, and each of these strands of unusually sticky cream were dangling and waving back and forth like little pendulum, clinging to the underside of the smooth crowns. As the warriors stopped walking down the stairs, Seri saw the strands of cum jiggle back and forth more perceptibly. The men didn’t part to let her pass, and Seri saw Dareios put his hands on his hips above her.

‘Good morning sirs,’ said Seri, ‘I’ve brought your breakfasts.’

‘Thank you,’ said Dareios. ‘But we’ve already had our fill of the tray that your daughter brought to us.’

‘But you may go and deliver that try to our companions,’ Damon hurried to add, ‘that is, if you don’t mind helping my cousin and I with something first.’

‘Certainly,’ said Seri, experiencing a sharp twinge in her pussy when the hulking, megacocked warrior displayed his intention to detain her where she stood. Anticipation built in her. ‘What can I help you with?’

Damon came down another step and took his dick in his hand, playfully waggling it up and down above Seri’s head. As she watched, her eyes following the metre-long ribbon of semen mixed with precum that extended from the tip of the gleaming monstercock, the warrior made the strand swing from left to right. Seri, with the tray in her hands, followed the path of the cumrope with her eyes, mesmerised, until Damon flicked his wrist like a fisherman casting his line and the rope of gluey cream suddenly whipped through the air and attached itself to the tip of her nose. Seri’s eyes lit up and she giggled, still holding the tray.

‘Well,’ said Dareios, ‘it’s sometimes necessary for us to void our ballsacks from the buildup of sperm which occurs overnight first thing in the morning. Could you help us?’

Seri smiled wickedly, the cumrope stuck to her nose, but something in her tried to extend the situation a little further to increase the tension and sustain the game the trio were obviously playing.

‘Well sirs, I’d like to help but I’m afraid that this tray of food will get cold.’

‘Ah…’ said Damon.

‘But…’ continued Seri, ‘maybe if I ran my mouth like a filthy slut and you both stood there and jerked those giant cocks for me you could both drench my face with hot cum?’

Hearing this proved too much for Dareios who groaned as a jet of precum squirted from his cockend and squirted into Seri’s hair. Seri giggled.

‘Don’t move,’ said Dareios, taking his huge cock in his hand and beginning to pump the rock hard fleshy tube as Seri looked up the staircase and licked her lips. When Damon did likewise he took care not to disturb the cumrope that was attached to Seri’s nose and began jacking his fuckstick in synchronicity with his cousin, so that the gluey line jiggled up and down between them.

‘That’s it, boys,’ Seri said, ‘just fucking jack those fat pricks me until you lose control and spray me with hot goo. I’m sure those sluts upstairs won’t mind having a little extra cream in their coffee…’

Damon grinned and Dareios grunted as Seri’s encouragement made them slide their hands along their respective fuckshafts even faster, and Seri herself smiled nastily as soon as she saw that effect that she was having on the pair of men.

‘Come on, studs,’ she said, ‘crank those fucking castiron fuckrods until they explode in my pretty face. Blast my face with your hot cum, treat my fucking face as target practice.’

This was exactly what the two warriors conspired to do when they eventually unleashed their loads on the big-titted brunette cougar. Dareios and Damon fired off a simultaneous salvo each that fired out of their dicks and rocketed towards Seri’s face in two gooey ropes. Dareios’ shot landed on Seri’s face with a wet ‘SPLAT’ as a diagonal line which drew a sloppy line all the way from the top of her head, across her forehead, pooling in her left eye and extending diagonally over her right cheek where it dripped off her jaw, the remainder of the wad landing on her shoulder. Damon, on the opposite side to Dareios, fired off a cumrope that was the reverse of his cousin’s blast, erupting, dropping through the air and splattering on Seri’s face and hair, drawing a gooey line from the top of her head, leading the other way across her forehead, streaking across her right eye and trailing over her left cheek. In effect, the two lines of cum had connected and drawn an X across Seri’s face, the middle of which was located on the bridge of her nose.

The next moment both men erupted again. Both pricks exploded above Seri, shooting two massive spurts of thick, white semen into the air above her. Seri was still struggling to see through the cum that was dripping from her eyelashes, and she could see the spurts collide right over her line of vision, each of the ropes wrapping around the other in mid air, then... SPLAT! The massive gob of sperm fell onto her face and splattered everywhere. The tails of the cum comets were long white ribbons that twisted in the air and then splattering all over her face, pooling in her eyes, coating her hair, and dripping down her cheeks into her ears.

Damon’s dick erupted once more and a jet of molten sperm leapt from the tip and shot into Seri’s upturned face, landing in a sloppy line all over her nose and lips and chin. From Dareios’s direction, as the boobed milf now had both eyes tightly shut against the creamy onslaught, further spurts of thick cum jetted into the air, all of which Seri caught directly in face, plastering herself with the sticky load. By this time, droplets of cum were dripping freely from the chin and jawline of the brunette vixen, and this was spattering against her boobs and dripping onto the tray that she was holding.

After giving the tanned minx a well-deserved and extremely copious facial, the two warriors continued to jerk their shafts and sent creamy salvos into Seri’s hair, which became patterned with lines and pearly globs, and the upper regions of her boobs, with about a dozen lines criss-crossing the honeyed skin of the topmost curves her bulging tits as it peeked above the tray that she carried.

The tray fared no better, and there was a plink-plinking- sound of the jets of cum smacking into plates, cups and cutlery, with a creamy scattering of jizz decorating the various drinks and food randomly, with one cup sent spinning onto its side and another being shot off the side of the tray, smashing on the floor.

After a final bolt of semen smacked into Seri’s face, the stacked milf found herself looking up at the two breathless warriors and noticed with a flicker of pride that they were both breathing heavily and their massive bodies were dappled with sweat after they had unloaded their balls on her. Damon was even supprting himself with his arm against the wall.

‘Fuck,’ Seri said. She could see cum dripping from her chin and the tip of her nose onto the tray that she still held.

‘You said for us to use you as target practice,’ said Damon.

‘Well you’re a good shot.’

Smiling, and with a couple of dozens of lines of cum adorning her face, hair and chest, the streaks cross-hatching her in unsteady lines and dribbling across her haphazardly, Seri said, in her most professional manner: ‘will that be all, sirs?’

Dareios laughed and pulled his body to the side to allow Seri to pass. ‘That will be all.’

With a foxy wink, Seri sashayed up the stairs, wiggling her ass from side to side as she did so, and reached the second floor of the tavern. Seri made her way down the corridor and stood in the frame of the doorway, which was open.

In the room were the five female guests that Seri had expected to see plus two surprises. The guests, that is, Seri had discovered, that were comprised of two acolytes, two high priestesses and a shieldmaiden paladin, were clustered around the centre of the room. The three blondes were sat next to each other in a row on the bed, the paladin was standing to one side next to them and the other brunette standing the other side. They were all looking at one particular point in the room: the centre of the floorboards.

On this particular space in the room were Kamil and Lea. Kamil was standing up and his clothes were in something of a dishevelled state. His trousers had been torn apart and the flaps of ripped buckskin were hanging askew from his groin. Out of his groin projected a monstrous, meaty, colossal pillar of flesh, ridged with fat veins and a thick, muscular look. Gleaming wet, the huge member throbbed and pulsated, underneath which a pair of massive balls hung almost halfway down to the young stud’s knees. Kamil had his hands on his hips and was glistening with sweat.

The figure in front of Kamil was Lea. On her knees in front of the stableboy, Lea’s face was shining with silvery deposits of cum, a long rope of which was just in the process of dislodging itself from her chin. Lea's back was arched and she was sticking her chest out, which had the effect of pushing her big bulging tits upwards. Both of the tanned mounds with tiny nipples projected out of her chest, and Seri could see that each of the orbs was glazed with semen, white blobs of the stuff standing out in some places on the perfectly curved mounds, others parts shining with a slippery sheen. A long tendrils of spunk was hanging from the underside of her left tit, and three of four ropes were laid horizontally over the bulging flesh of her right one, a couple of these strands actually extending across the deep gap of her cleavage to attach against her left one.

Lea had her elbow pressed against Kamil’s groin so that her forearm was held level with the massive cock that was sticking out in her face and her fist clenched. Her other hand was clasped against her cheek in a gesture of shock.

‘Look though,’ Lea was in the process of saying, ‘his cock is much longer than my forearm probably by three of four inches…’

At this point, everyone turned to face Seri in the doorway.

‘Oh, hi mum,’ said Lea.

At that exact moment a bolt of precum popped from Kamil’s fuckstick and splattered her straight in the face, right between her eyes. For a few seconds, all that happened was the gluey liquid dripped from the tip of her nose.