“I think the time has come for her ride,” Atheling said.
“I suppose so,” the earl grunted, reluctantly letting go of her tits and slowly backing his cock out of her mouth.
Reaching for Gretchen’s hands, Atheling took hold of them and pulled her up to a sitting position. Then, wrapping his hands around her ample waist, he lifted her off the table and set her down on the floor. Her big, pendulous breasts were covered with streams of white milk as they jiggled and shook. Taking her by the hand, Atheling led her across the cold stone floor to his big, king-sized bed.
“Let me, my King,” James said, stepping around Atheling and crawling up on the bed.
Then as Atheling and Gretchen stood watching, James rolled over onto his back. As he did, his big, hard cock slashed back and forth angrily before he grabbed hold of it and held it sticking straight up in the air.
“Your mount awaits you, my Lady,” James smirked at Gretchen.
“And as fine a looking mount as I have ever ridden, my Lord,” Gretchen giggled, putting a knee up on the bed and crawling up on it. Straddling the earl’s hairy legs, she crawled up his body until her pussy was directly above his jutting penis. Atheling watched on as Gretchen reached down between her wide spread legs and brushed the earl’s hand aside. Grabbing hold of the earl’s cock, she spread her legs wider and lowered her hips, letting her pussy settle down around the pointy tip of the head of the earl’s penis. As she did, James thrust his hips up at her at the same instant she dropped down on him, taking his big dick up into her pussy all the way up to the hilt.
Then, as James began to hump his peter up into Gretchen’s pussy, Atheling reached down and pushed James’s hairy legs apart. Admiring Gretchen’s bountiful ass as it flounced up and down in front of him, Atheling crawled up on the bed between James’s outstretched legs. Moving up behind Gretchen, he wrapped one hand around her waist and the other around his big, jutting cock. Leaning forward, he lifted his cock up to Gretchen’s already stuffed pussy. Fitting the tapered tip of his cock down on the bottom of James’s slowly pistoning penis, Atheling leaned forward and slowly forced the head of his cock down into Gretchen’s widely stretched pussy. The fleshy opening of her vagina gave way slowly as Atheling’s big cockhead stretched it open and eased inside. Gretchen gave out a soft murmur as Atheling let go of his cock and leaned into her forcing his big cock deeper into the clinging tightness of her pussy.
The hot muck of Gretchen’s cunt collapsed down around the two invading peters as Atheling inched his penis in along the bottom of the earl’s embedded monster. Rubbing along the underside of the earl’s giant cock, Atheling’s big penis burrowed deeper and deeper into the tight, clinging core of Gretchen’s widely stretched vagina.
At last, both of the huge cocks were buried up to their hairy hilts inside Gretchen’s cunt.
“Oh, my Lords, you’re stretching my poor, little pussy so bad . . .” Gretchen groaned out.
It was a strange sensation feeling his big dick rubbing along the rounded bottom of the earl’s cock, Atheling thought as he began to slowly rock back and forth. Both men were now working their big cocks in and out of Gretchen’s accommodating pussy as her big tits swung back and forth below her. As they did, her big, puffy nipples scraped along the earl’s hair chest sending tickles of excitement down to her widely stretched pussy.
Wrapping both hands around her waist, Atheling jerked Gretchen back and forth on their big cocks as her soft ass slapped against his belly and his big, dangling balls slapped up against the earl’s equally large gonads. It was hard to believe that a pussy that could feel nice and tight on one cock could take both of their oversized penises.
The fat, bloated lips of Gretchen’s pussy wetly clung to the two giants as they slid in and out of her overstuffed pussy.
The earl hardly had to do any work at all as Atheling’s big cock rubbed back and forth along his cock. In a sense, Atheling was involuntarily masturbating the earl’s cock with his own cock.
“I’m going to come, my Lords . . .”Gretchen gasped out, throwing her head back and frantically humping herself back at the two cocks as they slashed in and out of her pussy.
Both men immediately picked up the pace of their fucking, hammering their cocks into her at a frantic cadence.
The king’s chamber was filled with the obscene, vulgar sounds of their fucking as the sounds reverberated and echoed off the stone walls. Time passed slowly as the two men continued to pound away at Gretchen’s meaty cunt. Five minutes passed, then ten, but neither man relented in his savage attack on her froth-smeared pussy as she worked herself back and forth on the two pistoning giants.
Finally, James gave out a long, shuddering groan as he arched his back and drove his cock up into Gretchen’s pussy as deep as it would go.
Just then, James’s penis lurched and Atheling felt a gush of warm, gooey cum coat his own penis as he continued to slam it into Gretchen’s spasming pussy.
“Come—my King—come—” Gretchen groaned out straining back against him as her body began to tremble and shake.
Then Atheling felt his own peter kick down inside Gretchen’s overstuffed pussy as it spurted out a massive gush of thick, hot cum that immediately mixed with the earl’s gooey semen filling Gretchen’s pussy to the point of overflowing.
The two giant peters continued to spew out their creamy load into Gretchen’s overflowing pussy as she trembled and shook her way through her orgasm. At last, emptied, Atheling leaned back and pulled his cum-coated penis out of Gretchen’s widely stretched pussy. As he did, a gush of cum spewed out of her pussy, ran down the shaft of the earl’s penis and poured down onto the earl’s big, hairy balls.
“Royal balls certainly hold a lot cr?,” Gretchen giggled as she leaned forward and let the earl’s softening penis slither out of her cunt. As it did, it flopped down onto his belly and continued to shrink and shrivel.
“Sweet Gretchen, you bring out the best in a man,” Atheling snickered, dropping his feet back down onto the floor.
“That she does . . .” James agreed as Gretchen threw a leg off him and crawled over to the edge of the bed where Atheling stood watching her.
Dropping her dainty feet down onto the cold, stone floor, she stood up beside Atheling and reached out to his dangling penis.
“What would the Queen think of her sweet, little handmaiden if she knew what a bawdy slut she was?” James smirked at her as he scooted over to the edge of the bed.
“Would you like to ask her?” Atheling leered at the earl as James pushed up to his feet.
“What?” James asked cupping one of Gretchen’s giant tits and giving it a soft squeeze. “What does my King mean?”
“Would you like to ask the queen in person?” Atheling smirked, stepping over and pulling his heavy, black robe off its peg.
“You mean . . .” James said, letting the insinuation hang in the air like a suspended dagger.
Walking back over to Gretchen, Atheling draped his robe around her shoulders and fastened jeweled clasp at its neck.