Gwennalyn's Sexual Awakening Ch. 03

One shove, and Eswin was in all the way, his easy passage the result of her intense lust, her quim incredibly receptive. She cried out again, two holes in use. Hawkin had paused while Eswin took his turn, but as the latter took a moment to savor her wetness, the former began to thrust again, pumping upwards into her asshole. The princess was trapped between the two thrusting shafts, two sets of rough hands gripping her tightly. Her head fell back against Hawkin's shoulder. The two men rutted with glee, sharing what they thought was an eager whore, not knowing that they were instead violating the royal princess.

"Give her all you've got," she heard Deiara moan.

Her glazed eyes flickered over to the bed, where her handmaiden had finished cleaning Darris' cock, and was now treating Leofar and Altheric to the same oral attention. She had taken that moment to encourage Hawkin and Eswin, but quickly went back to her duty, dragging her tongue along Leofar's shaft, gazing up at the young man as she did.

Gwennalyn gasped and groaned, her holes stretched around two surging cocks. They reached deep inside her, one striking through her drenched channel, the other pounding up into her abused anus. All of the participants in the momentary threesome were receiving rushing sensation. While the two men were enjoying tight, warm holes wrapped around their lengths, judging from her breathless cries and quivering body, the princess was getting the better part of the deal, lying there, letting the two men do all the work. Both shafts plundered deep; the men had no thought to coordination, instead hammering away at their chosen hole, resulting in the occasional moment where two lengths hilted inside her, causing a white-hot peak to break out over her body. She shrieked in ecstasy, neither Hawkin nor Eswin letting up.

Through the orgasmic stupefaction, she was aware of a third manhood hovering in front of her.

"Go on then," Brandyn urged. "Open your mouth."

She did so obediently, and he straddled her chest, his erect prick slapping down against her cheek. A line of pre-cum smeared out; he dragged the head of his shaft over the slick flesh to her open mouth, and speared it with an urgent thrust. With no thought to her comfort or consent, Brandyn was off, screwing into her wide open lips, smirking at her enthusiastic sucking. He yanked at her hair to pull her head further along his length, the casual carelessness sending a jolt through her quim.

There she was, in the midst of a lustful quartet, three men possessing her at once. The princess was helpless, powerless, shameless, gurgling happily as they fucked her. Another orgasm ripped into her, and as she cried out onto Brandyn's manhood, she could dimly hear the three men commenting on her performance, on how she took the fucking as if she needed it to survive, on how she was the best whore they had ever had the privilege to use.

Her body had become an object for them to unleash their lust upon. They had watched their mate fuck these two whores in the ass, and it had upped their arousal. Now they had this pretty, slender woman, extremely eager to serve their sexual needs. Her muffled wailing only made them fuck harder. Three sets of hands groped along her body; three sets of testicles slapped against her.

Over her muffled cries, and their frenzied grunting, she heard another set of cries and another set of grunting. It was easy enough to recognize the cries as those of Deiara; in another moment they were muffled as hers were, the second group of three using the handmaiden.

Orgasms wrecked her. Bursts of fiery pleasure reduced her to a quivering mess, cunt gushing, ass clutching, mouth drooling. Each man grunted as they felt her reacting to those orgasms. Those reactions made them fuck harder. Hawkin grunted as he moved his hips, driving up into her stretched anus, his swollen balls occasionally whapping into Eswin's whenever they hilted together. Eswin had a covetous grip on her thighs, keeping her legs spread wide for him and Hawkin; his prick plunged deep with fierce thrusts, his balls smacking against her taint as he railed into her again and again, splatters of her juices spraying over his shaft. Brandyn held her by the hair, pumping into her mouth, gritting his teeth, watching her gaze up at him, docile eyes wide with need, soft squeals stifled by his thickness.

The swirling lust did the men in quickly.

Hawkin came first, grunting huskily as he slammed upwards one more time, hilting inside her clutching belly. Spurt after spurt flooded her guts. Brandyn yanked his prick from her mouth to hear her ecstatic cries. Her belly clutched each time a jet fired off, clogging her insides with steamy seed. She could not help but wail, overwhelmed by her relentless climaxes, cunt gushing frequently onto Eswin's length. As Hawkin's spurts died off, Eswin finished, driving deep, until his balls were tight against her taint. His length throbbed as a load surged towards her, Brandyn having gone back to fucking her mouth, deadening the sounds that spilled from her as that load erupted into her womb, coating it with heated spunk. Even after his climax, Hawkin stayed buried inside her, his load warming her belly, trickles escaping bit by bit to drip onto his balls. As Eswin's bursts trailed off, Brandyn began to finish. Unlike Hawkin and Eswin, he did not stop moving at the moment of orgasm. Instead, as the thick load made its way up the shaft, he kept rutting against her helpless mouth. Eswin had yanked himself from her to stumble back, providing him with a great view of her slit, the first trickles of his load leaking out. As jets of thick semen fired down her throat, Brandyn continued to fuck, hammering savagely against her lips. The result of that was that occasionally a blast would fire into her mouth, and be forced back out by the movement of his prick. Her lips and chin became stained with clinging cum, the taste lingering sweetly. Brandyn grunted, hands grasping at her hair, cock twitching in her mouth as he emptied his balls.

The three men panted. Brandyn tore himself from her mouth, sending globs of spent semen flying, her saliva attached to the shaft. Eswin was still watching, chest rising and falling as he collected himself. And Hawkin finally moved, shoving her to the side, her sphincter clutching desperately as it slid off his length.

Gwennalyn was dumped onto the floor, in the throes of another orgasm, quivering uncontrollably, fingers flying to her slit, rubbing it incessantly, moaning hoarsely. The trio watched her, taken aback but turned on by the depths of her whorishness.

Hurried footsteps sounded on the floor, and she was presented again with three new lengths, Darris, Leofar, and Altheric waiting before her.

"Your friend told us t' fuck you," Darris grunted, "said you need fuckin' like a fish needs water."

Gwennalyn glanced over to her handmaiden, who was reclining on the bed with a lazy grin, hands running along her body.

"Please," the princess moaned, turning back to the men, reaching out, gripped by a wild need.

The men guided her atop Leofar, facing him. His prick slid easily into her cum-coated cunt, squirts of Eswin's load spilling out around the incursion. She steadied herself, hands on his chest, quickly riding him, grinding her wetness down onto his length.

More movement went around her. Gwennalyn peeked over her shoulder, squirming on Leofar's length, purring when she saw Altheric settle in behind her. His cock sunk into her distended, cum-slicked anus, immediately pumping deep. To finish off the debauchery, Darris guided his shaft to her mouth, slapping it impatiently on her lips to get her attention. She moaned instinctively, allowing him to slip into her wet maw. Once again, she was the object of three burning lusts, taking a triplet of stiff members into her body. There had been no rest for her; as soon as the first trio had finished, here now was the second. The orgasms had not even died down; her next came quickly, her screams again muffled.

The princess was lost in the sea of euphoria. Whereas the orcs had been rougher, there were more of these men, making up for the lack of strength with superior numbers. She had already taken three loads; two of them were bubbling up from her holes as new cocks surged inside her. Wet sounds issued from the juncture of three groins, cocks mashing into cunt and ass alike, spent semen and creamy juices splattered about by the incessant thrusting. Another peak battered her body, uncontrollable quivering breaking out all over her, making it harder for the three men to keep her in place. They compensated with tighter grips and harder thrusts.

"Fuck her harder, she loves it so much!" came an excited voice nearby.

Gwennalyn tried to gurgle back to her handmaiden, but her voice was muffled by the hard flesh crammed in her mouth.

"She's a whore an' a slag!" marveled Leofar from underneath her.

"She's a fuckin' delight is what she is," grunted Darris, pumping harder into her slobbering mouth.

"Fuck her harder!"

Gwennalyn could plainly hear the arousal in her handmaiden's voice.

"Shit, these whores're too good," Altheric groaned.

"Yeah, I'm 'bout t' blow," Leofar growled, driving up harder into her.

A few moments later, another wet heat spread in her depths as he deposited his load into her womb. She shuddered, her orgasm spiking higher from the feeling.

A second rush of cum fired into her bowels from behind. Altheric slapped harshly at her ass as he ground himself against it. Her belly clutched at the hot flood, another load seeping into her insides.

The third helping came from Darris, who sent his entire shaft into her mouth, his tensing balls settling on her chin. A rush of creamy spunk shot down her throat. Her body reacted with another vicious orgasm, cunt and ass clutching as the cocks inside them ejected their last bursts.

Seemingly just as quickly as she was triple-fucked, the three men withdrew their pricks, leaving her achingly empty.

She slumped to the floor, shuddering helplessly, cum coating and filling her. Another orgasm was rolling over her. There was no thought in her mind to do anything but masturbate, giving herself more ecstasy. Her body squirmed and writhed, one hand sending fingers into her slit, the other slipping fingers through her distended anus. Both holes were inundated with creamy spunk.

A softer pair of hands spread her thighs, and a warm tongue descended onto her nethers. The princess moaned weakly, arching her back, moving her hands to assault her own breasts, leaving her handmaiden to sup on the mess caking and leaking from both of her holes.

Once again, the six men were forgotten as Deiara cleaned her princess up.

The mind-melting pleasure receded to a more manageable kind, the softer, more delicate kind that Deiara often afforded her.

Four of the six loads burbled forth. The combined mess met Deiara's mouth.

It was wonderful respite for Gwennalyn. Knowing that she was not yet done, she relaxed, letting her body slump on the floor. Her handmaiden licked and slurped with vigor, slipping into one hole to fully clean it up, and then the other. Gwennalyn locked eyes with her. There was affection there, but it was tinged heavily with lust. She shuddered as that talented tongue deftly worked inside her.

Her eyes flickered to the six men. They were watching the two women, murmuring amongst themselves, as if deciding what sort of carnalities to unleash next.

Some accord was finally reached, and they wasted no time in approaching. She groaned, fixating on their cocks, straining to full erectness once again.

Eswin dragged Deiara from her nethers. The handmaiden briefly resisted, until she caught sight of those six surging pricks. Her tongue slid from her mouth to lick over her lips, hunger arising in her eyes.

Trickles of cum still leaked from Gwennalyn, but the men wanted to have their way with the women, and she was in no position or mood to deny them.

Eswin and Hawkin guided Deiara onto her hands and knees, setting themselves up in front of and behind her respectively. Gwennalyn watched, fingers darting down to caress along both of her holes, collecting the clinging cum, bringing it mindlessly to her lips, snacking on it as she watched the two men begin to fuck her handmaiden. Eswin curled her long hair around his fist as he pumped his length into her mouth, and Hawkin gripped her hips as he screwed into her drenched cunt. Her cries were muffled, but her enthusiasm was evident in the way her body quivered, in the way her hands felt all over the men using her, one hand feeling the muscles in Eswin's thigh, the other reaching back to tease at Hawkin's balls.

Brandyn and Darris came into her view, pulling her to her feet as well. She followed them into the center of the room, where they put her on her hands and knees, right next to her handmaiden. Eswin left her mouth for a moment, letting the two women lock eyes.

"Fuck her hard," Deiara told Brandyn and Darris. Barely a breath later, Eswin reinserted his cock, making Deiara gurgle and gag as he thrust deep, balls smacking against her chin.

Brandyn and Darris did not need Deiara's exhortations to drum up enthusiasm for defiling the princess. They took up position with an eager immediacy, the former behind her, the latter in front, sliding inside her body. She was once again merely an object for pleasure.

The men settled into a steady pace as they used the whores. Gwennalyn could hear her handmaiden's moans and mewls, both cocks defiling her from front and back. Every so often, when Darris slid his length out, she would have a few moments to cast a glance to her right, to see those two men roughly fucking Deiara, her lush flesh jiggling and rippling. Eswin had her dark hair in his fist, now slamming his prick into her throat, making her choke and gag nastily; Hawkin was delivering the occasional slap to her ass, making her cry out onto the length plunging down her maw.

Her own two men matched those two in ferocity and passion, driving deep into her body, once again giving no thought to cooperation. Their cocks went at their respective paces, sometimes emptying her at the same time, leaving her painfully bereft, other times hilting together, stuffing her to the brim with throbbing meat. The cum that leaked from her cunt and ass trickled about, dripping to the floor, caking her thighs, slicking Brandyn's balls. That deluge was quickly joined by her own fluids, driven from her by the energetic fucking she was the recipient of. Her body quivered and trembled as strong hands held it in place.

"Fuck, we should do this more often," Brandyn grunted, sawing back and forth in her sopping quim.

"We should do this ev'ry day," Hawkin groaned back, pounding steadily into Deiara's drenched cunt.

"We'd need a lot 'a coin for that," Eswin cut in, driving his prick down Deiara's throat until his balls smacked against her chin.

"We can dream, can't we?" Darris huffed, leaving Gwennalyn's face a saliva-strewn mess as he plundered her throat.

The men continued to talk, imagining some windfall that would provide them with the financial resources to visit the brothel every day, moving quickly on to compare Deiara and Gwennalyn. The consensus was that Deiara had a better, more attractive body, whereas Gwennalyn was the bigger slag, the one who luxuriated just a bit more in her whorishness. The princess giggled blearily at their conclusion, agreeing wholeheartedly with them. The orcs had brought something out from deep inside her, some appetite for debasement and debauchery, and the men who had used her during the night had indulged the hunger.

Darris slid his prick back out, and lifted it by the base to reveal his balls. Purring in contentment, jarred relentlessly by Brandyn's harsh thrusting, she leaned forward to lap at them, tasting the sweat coating them. Her eyes flickered over to her handmaiden, whose delightful body was bouncing as Eswin and Hawkin defiled it, their rhythm rough and rude. A quick glance down between her legs showed steady rivulets of fluid; although the princess was undoubtedly sluttier, Deiara was by no means a prude.

Gwennalyn continued to lick and slurp at the crinkled testicles before her. As she did so, she peeked up at Darris, enjoying the lustful look on his face, the way his hand had a tight hold on her hair, similar to Brandyn's hold on her hips.

"Fuck, these whores're incredible," Eswin groaned.

"Yeah, I'm close t' cummin' already," Brandyn panted.

Gwennalyn came off of Darris' balls, moaning loudly at his remark.

"Please," she begged, "do it, please..."

Brandyn chuckled, fucking harder, sweat rolling down his broad chest.

"Fuck, I'm 'bout t' blow too," Eswin growled.

A muffled moan came from Deiara. The two men using her chuckled, stepping up their brutality, huffing and puffing as they fucked towards orgasm.

"Please," Gwennalyn begged pitifully, "please Brandyn, fill my cunt..."

His eyes bugged out of their sockets, and his labored grunting became bestial.

As Brandyn fucked harder, Darris thrust himself back inside into her throat, and matched his friend's pace, pumping back and forth with wild abandon.

Both men erupted in seconds. Darris groaned as spurt after spurt fired down her throat; Brandyn grunted as he sprayed down her womb with thick seed. As she writhed between them, taking creamy cum from both ends, she heard Eswin and Hawkin join their mates in joyous orgasm, filling Deiara with their seed. Gwennalyn was again overwhelmed by decadent ecstasy, her body reacting eagerly to the deluge. The two men held her in place with their strong hands, cocks pulsing as they emptied their balls into what they thought was a shameless whore.

The room fell quiet for a few moments. Nobody spoke or moved; Gwennalyn shuddered, feeling the dual loads settle inside her.

And then all at once, the four men extricated themselves from their chosen whore and chosen hole. Gwennalyn gasped lustily, strands of saliva and cum dripping from her mouth, peering next to her to see an equally besmirched Deiara.

The quartet stumbled back to slump on the bed. Gwennalyn stayed on her hands and knees, her handmaiden next to her, both of them whimpering and shivering as the afterglow of another intense fuck washed over them.

Footsteps drew their attention, and seconds later, a pair of bare feet appeared in her field of view. She followed them up towards the person's upper half, but was distracted by the erect cock hanging close to her face.

Altheric stared down at her, gripping his length by the base. Next to him, Leofar stood similarly in front of Deiara.

The two women shared a glance, a small smirk appearing on the handmaiden's lips before she put them to work on Leofar's shaft, leaving light kisses along the hard flesh. Gwennalyn turned her own attention back to Altheric, licking with long, broad strokes over his manhood, tasting the musk and sweat atop it.

They were able to indulge for some time. One of Gwennalyn's hands strayed down to her debauched slit, stroking it as another load burbled forth. Her tongue lapped harder, matching her hand's pace; Altheric sighed, a hand winding into her hair as he stood there patiently, enjoying her breathless service.

But his patience ran out. As Leofar stood there, still quite content to have his member lovingly sucked, Altheric laid on his back, bringing Gwennalyn into his lap. She straddled him, aligning her slit to his shaft. His hands settled on her hips, the trim flesh there sore from all the rough handling; he yanked her down hard, impaling her silken channel again, also sore from all the rough fucking. The resultant cry that fled from her mouth was tinged with pain, but no less enthused. She needed no direction; her hips began to roll, grinding on his cock, trickles of Brandyn's load eking out to slick along his straining length.