1. King Arthur in the Adventures of Cameltoe (Part 1)


    Date: 10/15/2017, Categories: Humor, Author: MaxwellSpanx2015, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    shuffled to the end of the bed while she reached around and parted her fleshy arse cheeks. “Don’t touch me, Arty. I’ve not been washed.” Guinevere was right, I could smell her musty wilds.”As if that would bother me.” Although not completely lying, she was rather pungent. Despite this, I rattled myself silly. Her brown cherry puckered up, and I could see the salmon pink of her pussy. Nearing an orgasmic cliff, my eyes squinted like a constipated dog.“Right, I’m tipping my curd on your behind.” “No, wait.” To my pleasant surprise Guinevere spun on her heels then dropped to her haunches. At point blank range I blasted her in the face with two sacks of royal cum. My love juice crisscrossed her beauty like a spider’s web. I shook my head and smiled like a guilty dog. “You’re amazing, Guin... but it’s so not like you.” “Merlin told me it will give me eternal beauty.” “Merlin should practice what he preaches, then. He has a face like a worn out sock.” Guinevere stood up and gazed into the mirror. She began rubbing my cum into her cheeks. “You should offer him your services.” “People would start talking.... I could bottle him some, though.” “He tried to convince me to try his first... I’m telling you, he is getting beyond a joke.” “He’s misunderstood, that’s all.” “If he wasn’t such a fine sorcerer, I’d suggest you seek the magic of another druid... one a little less creepy.” I was fond of Merlin, and hearing Guinevere’s distaste from my friend hurt. “He’s my drinking buddy though. ...
    We are two of the same kind.” It’s true. Merlin and I had grown up together. I admit he looks older than my granddad, but he always looked the same. Back in school, parents used to think he was paedophile knocking around school kids all the time... but he was the same age. So he tells me...Anyway, he also tells me his prepubescent beard was a result of his supernatural ability, a physical consequence of the strain that the magic puts on his body. Merlin is such a nice guy too. He loves and cares about me. So much so, he wanted to vet Guinevere before I slept with her. He told me if he died or caught a disease from her, then she was obviously no good for me... Guinevere said no to the idea. The hearty laughter that echoed around the cavernous court suddenly stopped as the trumpeted anthem announced our arrival. Guinevere and I walked into the room to applause before we sat at the round table with my loyal knights and trusted advisors. As always, I sat opposite Lancelot. We’re closer than brothers, but like all siblings we have our rough patches. This was one of the more testing ones. I nodded in acknowledgment. “Evening, Lance” “Good Day, my Liege.” You can always tell when Lancelot is sucking up. He stops calling me Arty, and reverts to my title. “Stop with the cock sucking, Lance.” “If you say so.” There is no real problem with Lancelot, he is a fine man, and a great warrior. But I’m a jealous fool. His face could be chiselled by God’s very own hands. The man fears no one, ...
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