Solstice Castle - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Blonde Charel flexed her knees and forced my exploring digit further inside her. Licia bent forward slightly with her slim ass resting against the pool's edge, her dark hair covering her features, and reached down between her thighs to rub at her throbbing clit in concert with my probing hand. Charel leaned over and pressed her lips to mine. Her mouth opened and her tongue tipped at my own, and then she pursed her lips and sucked vigorously at my tongue, as though she wanted to draw it out by the roots.

An exclamation from the shorter of the two nobles next to us drew our attention. The young woman kneeling in front of him in the hip-deep pool had speeded the pace of her vigorous sucking, accompanied by the steady pumping of her hand. Her ample tits swung wildly as she drew at his stalk. Her mouth pulled back to the tip and her tongue quickly laved at the end, and then she threw her face forward, with an audible gulp as that same tip reached her throat.

The noble's gasp signaled his finish, and the honey-tressed beauty ceased her sucking, continuing only her hand's pulling on the base. She rested the end of the cock on her upper lip and opened her mouth slightly. Her blue eyes gazed up at the man to whom she was ministering, twinkling with anticipation. She barely flinched as his semen jetted out in an incredible spurt, a torrent shooting across her young tongue to the back of her throat. Charel giggled in astonishment as another, equally immense blast emitted from the tip and struck the roof of her mouth. Just after the the third jet struck her lower lip and chin, the girl clamped her lips together to prevent the sperm which she'd taken in from escaping her mouth, allowing successive spurts to strike her smiling, closed lips, chin and neck. The sticky emission dripped down her neck and rested on her massive mounds.

The neighboring noble, entranced at the erotic sight of the decoration of the face and lips of the girl, then reached his own explosion in the mouth of the darker-haired woman who was servicing him. We were denied a view of his ejaculation, as the girl clamped her lips around the man's shaft about a third of the way down. Even so, she announced his climax with a series of gleeful moans coinciding with each spurt, and her bloating cheeks indicated the massiveness of the man's spill. Finally, the torrent became too great, and rivers of semen escaped the corners of her mouth and streamed down her cheeks and onto her shoulders and full white breasts.

Next to me, Licia shrieked out her own completion, brought on by her vigorous self-rubbing and my finger's stroking into her channel. I kept up a gentle pace to allow her to finish. As her spasms subsided, she looked over at us guiltily, as though embarrassed at her selfishness. "I could not help myself, Milord, it just arouses me so to see a man spend so in the mouth of a maid. Perhaps it is why I love the smoke of the priests, as it both increases the amount of the spending, and enhances its taste."

Charel stepped around me-or at least almost, as my rigid lance brushed against her hip as she did, inducing her pleased yelp. She put her arm around the waist of her younger, shorter cousin and cupped the girl's perfectly shaped breast. "Yes, dear Licia, you have been thoughtless, and perhaps we shall make you pay. Since I have been deprived of my own joy, I will be the one to enjoy our lord Jaze's magnificent offering." Charel spun around and pulled herself up out of the pool, standing briefly with her back to me, taunting me with her splendid, heart-shaped young buttocks. She then dropped to her knees on the soft mossy grass next to the pool, still with her back to me. I was entranced at the magical shape of her form.

Licia lithely pulled herself out of the water and reached down for my hand, helping me leap up to the pool's edge, a task that of course would have given me no trouble but for the long, incredibly hard pole jutting from my loins which threatened to strike the lop of the stone edge. With a mock pout, Licia wrapped her slender arms around my necked and kissed me. "Alright, you may make nasty, pagan love to that blonde cow, if you wish. I would join you and perhaps enhance your enjoyment, if that is your pleasure milord." She wriggled her hips, causing my erect cock to rub against her flat stomach.

I glanced over at Charel, who peeked over her shoulder at me, her drug-addled passion still evident in her glazed eyes. "I would welcome her, lord, and anyone else who wishes to join us-but please make it soon!" she pleaded. She leaned back onto her elbows, and then turned away from me to lie on her left side. She raised her right knee, leaving her right foot resting on the ground, and smiled at me coquettishly over her shoulder.

Needing no other hint, I slid my groin up behind her ass, and she reached down between her widespread thighs to clutch my sex just behind the reddened tip. Her fingers guided me to her moist opening, placing the tip just inside. I reached around her hip with my hand and spread her lower lips, and I pushed myself forward, into her. Her heated wetness burned at me wonderfully, and I could not resist wrenching forward harder, to place myself entirely within her. With the beauty of the two nymphs and the aphrodisiac of the ritual herbs whose smoke I'd inhaled, I could not control my lust.

Her mouth opened and emitted a pleased sigh as I entered her fully. Her head fell to rest on her left forearm, as I withdrew momentarily. Then, I began a pulsing rhthym, stroking my hardness in and out of her with a steady pace. My finger remained at her pussy, as the tips of my ring and middle finger trapped the hood of her lust hardened bud, and slowly brushed the fold of flesh over her clit in a circular motion.

I sensed, rather than heard, Licia drop beside us, and then saw her lay supine next to us in front of Charel, her dark hair resting on the ground in front of Charel's loins. With her ass resting on the ground and feet slightly spread, Licia twisted her upper torso to the side and ducked her head into the luscious wetness where Charel and I were joined. Licia's fingers guided mine in their rubbing of Charel's pussy for a moment, and then I felt Licia's chin bump into the back of my hand. I rose up and, as Charel groaned, I looked down her torso.

Licia's pink tongue had emerged and was stroking the top of her blonde cousin's slick furrow just above where my hard rod was thrusting to and fro. Suddenly I, too, felt that magical tongue, which swept down the length of Charel's slit and onto my red, cunt-moistened shaft. She drew it along the length of my cock with long, greedy sweeps, finishing by tickling my lust tightened scrotum with the tip of her appendage. She traced the shape of the testicles inside, then Licia's sweet mouth took one sensitive orb into her mouth, softly suckling at it. With a moan, she drew the sack in more forcefully, and I realized that Charel was attending to Licia's passions as well. While I was fucking her with long strokes, Charel had leaned forward, resting her weight on one elbow, and she dove her face into Licia's spread loins, running her own tongue through the dark down of her cousin's bush and sucking at the girl's clit. Licia's taut ass, flattened on the soft grass, writhed and jerked at the attention.

With my advantage of height, I realized that I could move my head past Charel's shoulder and underneath Licia's trembling thigh, and thereby minister to Charel's flowering pussy as well. My lips met Charel's, which were descending from above, and together we sucked and laved at the fleshy lips and hardened bud. I nibbled at Licia's swollen nether lips, and then pointed my tongue inside her succulent young pussy, pushing my head forward. Our efforts were greeted by a muffled grunt at my loins, and I feared for a moment that her teeth might clamp down on my most sensitive parts. Fortunately, Licia allowed my treasures to fall from her lips and she began to mouth my shaft and commence her own licking and sucking on the cock-filled pussy of her cousin.

Charel's hips began jerking, churning, forcing her pussy down onto my large, steel-like rod, then up to my pressing fingers. I increased my rhthym and the pressure on her clit as I sensed she would not last long. A sibilant "Yesssss!" escaped her lips, then repeated itself in time to my charging hips. Her eyes clenched shut and her fingers clutched Licia's thighs as we came closer to our finish.

I watched as Charel's angelic face tensed in a rictus of ecstacy, and then her breathing changed to quick shallow pants. Her wet, caressing tunnel constricted in pulsating contractions, and I knew that she had reached her climax. I let myself go too, and with an audible groan released my seed into her, feeling her ankles lock around my right thigh, keeping my loins pressed to hers as we savored our joint explosions.

My semen shot in throbbing, draining sheets into Charel's tight channel, quickly spurting out the sides of my shaft and onto Licia's waiting tongue. I could feel her pursed lips suck in the fluid, and then felt Licia's own pussy flow and throb with her climax, punctuated by her liquid, panting, "Oh yes; oh yes," emanating from between my legs. Charel did not falter in the tonguing of Licia's electrically charged young clit.

Our noisy, hip-churning orgasms continued for a seeming eternity, our mouths insatiable in the immersion at the fluids we spent in our ecstatic passions. Both of my partners gasped for air, interspersed with shrill calls of pleasure. My own flow seemed to take forever to abate, and I could feel the moisture of my seed on Licia's chin and lips as she continued to nurse at Charel's overflowing pussy.

Drained beyond that of any memory, I slowly rolled onto my back, remaining locked to Charel's blonde-fringed pussy with my still twitching cock. Licia slowly raised herself up and then threw herself lengthwise atop Charel's damp form, their taut young breasts mashing into one another. I could now see the stickiness of the juices of Charel's and my combined passions affixed to Licia's lips, which now descended to press at her blonde cousin's mouth. Charel's tongue greedily emerged to lap at the wetness, savoring the sexual tang. Licia's thighs had slid between Charel's slightly widespread limbs, and I could feel the two maids' lust-engorged pussies press against one another. Clearly, they were not yet done. I, however, felt that I would never have the strength to again engage in an act of passion, so enervating was my own incredible explosion.

I gently rolled onto my side, and disengaged myself from their embrace. I sat up and looked down lovingly at these two young serving girls, knowing that I had enjoyed an experience of which most men could barely even dream of. As though reading my thoughts, they simultaneously turned their lust smeared faces up to me and grinned appreciatively. They then closed their eyes, and I could see that they would be asleep in moments in one anothers' arms-whether from the afterglow of their climaxes or the consequence of the wine and smoke I could not say.

I trudged down to the pool and hopped in to clean the sweat and juices of my maids from me. The young nymphet who had greeted me earlier again was coupling with her uncle, only now she was bent over the edge of the pool, taking his long, slim organ in her tight young ass, a practice with which I had little experience. The heavy-breasted, sweet-faced blonde who had a short while earlier in the pool received the seed of the nobleman on her soft lips and cheeks now greeted me with soap, and gently washed me. The softness of her hands again drew a stiffness into my loins which I thought I never again would see, and she looked at me with eyes that both offered and promised much.

At that moment, I saw a flash of dark green over her shoulder, and I saw a hooded figure step away from the far edge of the amphitheatre and into a patch of trees, out of my sight. My drug-fogged brain started, as I recalled my purpose-well, at least my original purpose-in coming to the festival's party up here for the nobles. I was to try to find the person in the green cloak who had struck the Prime Minister and had taken the royal gemstones.

I palmed the lovely cheek of the blonde and cupped one of her astounding, overflowing breasts. I assured her of her allure but explained that another call of nature demanded my attention first, but that I would return later to join her. She good-naturedly sighed and toweled me dry, and then assisted me in putting my trousers back on. I kissed her soundly, and then headed around the pool to follow the mysterious green-cloaked assailant.

Continued in Chapter 7