A rock in the grotto pool, for a single moment, became free as six Azurians, bundled in a sort of fuck knot, rolled off the stone to splash in the pool. So concentrated on what they were doing, it was like they didn't even realize that they were now submerged.

     Trevor and Helen took that moment to claim the rock for themselves.

     "Yes," Helen said, plopping her butt down, then spreading her legs. They were so past being shy. A room full of fornicating people, friends and family and everyone else. At that point, for them to fuck each other would just be joining in.

     Trevor slid himself into her to take his first exploratory stroke, and he looked at Skip, on his back with Galateas taking turns on his, incredibly, still stiff penis.

     Helen felt her husband's prick inside of her, and she turned to see Alison and Winston make their way around the Azurians, who fucked in pairs and in groups all around them in the pool, until they stopped to kiss, her gently fondling his penis, him tenderly caressing between her legs.

     Trevor took his second stroke, and he saw Chuck, who seemed to have lost his mind with the Galateas. He had one bent over to be taken from behind while he kissed a second and caressed a third.

     Helen got a sense of Trevor's rhythm as Myanna kind of lost it in her own way. She had a klalek on his back, his head resting on a pair of fornicating Azurians while she squatted to take in his huge, greasy dick. She used her hands to jerk off two other klaleks. Helen watched at Myanna leaned forward to take a fourth klalek's dick into her mouth. 

     Trevor stroke, stroke, stroked as he saw Cathy with two klaleks of her own. On her hands and knees in the pool, she sucked one off while she took it in the cunt from behind by the other one. Brothers, it looked like. Twins.

     Helen ran her hands over her husband's butt cheeks, not pulling on them, not yet. She watched as a pair of klaleks held Cole up and kept his legs spread while a third klalek fucked him up the ass. Cole had a look of absolute disbelief on his face...

     but his cock was as hard as a cop flashlight...

     and he, also, whacked off two klaleks even as a sixth klalek strolled up to his mouth.

​     The strokes took over as Trevor saw Abby, alone at the edge of the pool, not quite getting in, and then he watched as Xerxes came up behind her to gently kiss her

on the ear. She turned to smile at him, but they did not kiss. Instead, she turned back around and leaned forward so that Xerxes could slip himself into her from behind, reaching around to caress her breasts as he did.

     Helen bent her legs and planted her feet to get the most out of Trevor's thrusts, and she saw Niki and Malika come into the grotto. No sooner did they enter the pool then Galateas surrounded them to lift Malika and Niki to carry them to a rock at the center of the grotto. They pushed off the half dozen Azurians already fucking there, who hit the water without breaking a stroke, so that Niki and Malika could rest side by side. They kissed even as Galateas kissed and caressed them both. They swiveled to join pussy with pussy, cunt making love to cunt, while they clutched hands and looked full into each other's eyes, eyes now brimming with love and passion and amazement to find themselves where the hell they were.

     The strokes were no longer enough for Trevor to show her how deeply he loved Helen, he had to stop for a few moments to caress her breasts and just look at her, and that's when Gramps came in with a robed Galatea and a young woman who looked as familiar as a distant relative. Once at the edge of the pool, the Galatea kissed Gramps on the cheek, then slipped off her robes to go wading. 

     Stroke. Stroke. Helen watched Anne wander over to Myanna just as a klalek orgasmed a wad of cum down Myanna's throat.

     "Aagghhh!"

     Anne nudged him out of the way to sit on a klalek's chest, slip her tongue into Myanna's mouth, and press her pussy against Myanna's thigh...

     and Myanna never stopped whacking off the two klaleks she had grips on until they, mutually,

     "Aagghhh!"ed. 

     Stroke. Stroke. Trevor watched a portal at one end of the grotto open to emit a woman as big as a grizzly, as white as Francis and Xerxes and the Galateas, and as naked as everyone else except for Gramps and his lady friends. The grizzly woman's hair looked like it'd never known shears or a comb, and she had huge, floppy tits, as well as a cock swinging between her legs. She held a club in one hand, and in the other she held a woman's severed head as black as the starless night beyond the farthest reaches of space. Trevor had never seen such rage and hatred as on the visage of that severed skull.

     "Damn," he said without missing a stroke. "Tindriss."

     The giantess with the dick pitched the skull until it disappeared into the sky. Galateas took her by the hand to lead her to the private showers to wash the blood blacker than ink off of her.

     "Who's that?" Abby asked, panting, nearing her climax.

     Xerxes also panted as he fucked her from behind.

     "Her name's Flapmak," he said. "She's my sister."

CONTINUE