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Summer in Chaldea had always been an… exciting season.

In any other circumstance, an arctic hideaway tasked with single handedly keeping humanity in tact would have no reason to acknowledge the changing of seasons, let alone celebrate them. Between the snow, the ice, the hail, the sleet, the biting cold and the monstrous winds, it wasn’t as if even looking out the windows provided a semblance of summer fun. And within the walls were stately, uniform hallways and chambers, kept in a constant state of boring upkeep.

However, while this accounted for the purpose of Chaldea’s existence, it did not factor in their means.

The uncontrollable, living-deaf x-factor that was the heroic spirit servants. Heroes of history and mythology all reanimated into new bodies and forced to live among one another in that same base. Their duty was to aid in the preservation of humankind, but the gravitas of that mission didn’t keep them from growing irritable, unruly, or bored. And when servants got bored, things tended to happen.

And that’s how things devolved to the point they had. A few industrious servants had assembled a pack of summer gremlins to take the thermostat and boiler room hostage. And with their hands in control, they had cranked it all the way up, and brought the temperature throughout the entire facility to a broil.

The last master of humanity, Ritsuka Fujimaru, and the universal Genius, Leonardo Da Vinci, were enrapt in a stand off with the summer hooligans. The Chaldeans only wanted to lower the heat, and the summer insubordination only wanted Ritsuka Fujimaru in her bikini. And as much as she enjoyed being the center of attention, she knew better than to bow to the demands of her servants. Not when so many more fun ways to bring them to her side existed…

But while her higher ups handled the summer insurrection, the rest of Chaldea was allowed to enjoy the fruits of their labours. Like turning one of the exercise rooms into a pool. A wave pool.

“Yahooooo~! Mo-chan, Mo-chan, let me ride with you!” Astolfo scrambled onto Mordred’s surfboard and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Hey!” Mordred shook and tried to pry him off. “Get the hell off of me, you empty-headed idiot.”

But Astolfo had made up his mind. He was going to ride Mordred- ride with Mordred. That’s what her class change was for, right? He pressed himself against her and laughed sweetly, easily avoiding the errant elbows meant to knock him from his perch.

“I can’t do shit on this board if you’re pawing all over me! When the big wave comes-” Mordred’s voice was drowned out by the surge of water gathering at the far end of the room. Her eyes widened and her thrashing redoubled. “Let go, let go, let go! We’re going to drown! Aren’t you already a rider anyway??”

His hands clasped her toned stomach like iron, but Mordred managed to peel his fingers away one by one. Astolfo moaned in disappointment at being successfully fought off. But it was too late. Mordred’s noble phantasm reached them in seconds, towering over the pair for a brief instant before swallowing them into the blue. The two heroes couldn’t tell ass from elbow as they were tossed around by the tide before being dumped at the other side of the room. Another wave splashed against the makeshift beach and dumped Mordred’s surfboard unceremoniously between them.

Astolfo sat bolt upright and threw his hands up in celebration. “Waho~! What a ride! Mo-Chan can we go ag-”

Astolfo’s eyes narrowed. Mordred had been dumped in quite the position. Face in the sand. Back arched. Ass high in the air. Astolfo stared at her, all too familiar with the feeling welling up in his stomach.

“Um… Mordred? Astolfo? Are the two of you okay?” A concerned voice called out to them from the doorway. She walked forward and held a hand out to Astolfo.

Astolfo grabbed her hand and pulled her down on top of him. “Oh goodie, my angel is here! Hello angel!

“I-I’m not an angel, Astolfo,” Mash replied. Her cheeks took on a faint blush. The only servants who ever got this close to her were much more… motherly than Astolfo was. His shamelessness could have registered as a personal skill. “It’s just Mash.”

“Mashie!” Astolfo’s smile grew even wider as he jumped up and dumped Mash on her feet. “Mashie Mashie Mashie~!”

He grinned as his eyes drank in the cute kohai. He never got tired of looking at her, he liked it a lot in fact! But during the summer that was cranked way, way up. Her swimsuit was exactly what he expected out of Mash. A short, tight little sundress with a pink bow just below her breasts.

And what breasts they were! That cleavage! The hint of sideboob! Astolfo wanted to bury his face in her pale white tits every hour of every day, and getting to see them halfway popping out of her top reminded him why.

But Mash was more than just a great pair of boobs. She was a great pair of legs too. Those babies went on for miles, thick thighs and slender calves, a perfect score on Astolfo’s beauty-cutie rating. And with how she was standing, he even got a little peek at what came between them. Her swimsuit was so tight and so short that his ultra honed, ultra powerful servant eyes could catch a glimpse between those thighs at Mash’s-

Mordred’s fist crashed into Astolfo’s face.

“GACK!”

“‘Gack!’ my ass!”

Oh how Astolfo wanted to.

Mordred continued wailing on him as Astolfo raised his hands uselessly to absorb her hits. “What the hell were you thinking, dumbass? You think surfing is a joke? Do you, you bastard??”

“No~! Mashie please save me, I think Mordred’s turned into a berserker,” Astolfo squealed. “Won’t you defend this poor helpless maiden, shield hero~?”

Mordred’s eyes went wide and she continued to press her attack. When she grabbed her surfboard to use as a weapon, Mash winced and stepped away from the pair.

“Uhm, okay, well it- it seems like you’re both just fine so I’m… I’m going to go. It’s been a long day and and and I’ll see you both later!” Mash bowed her head and made for the door. She got along just fine with her fellow servants, but she wasn’t her senpai. She didn’t have the talent and charisma to manage all these heroes from so many histories and times. She was just a cute pseudo-homunculus who was very good at holding up a shield. Trying to tame Mordred, let alone her and Astolfo, was beyond her wheelhouse.

She turned on her heels and went for the same door she came in through. It had been a long day, that wasn’t a lie. She was enjoying the impromptu summer just fine, but she also needed time for herself. Just a few moments to slip off and relax.

In between the surges of Mordred’s attacks, Astolfo watched Mash go. A stray miracle of a breeze caught the tail of her dress to show off the weighty globes that were her ass. Two glorious cheeks Astolfo wished he could get his hands on. He let out a little giggle and licked his lips.

Mordred paused her beating. She saw the hunger in Astolfo’s eyes and the tension in his swim shorts. A chill ran down her spine. She was very aware of what that look in Astolfo entailed.

He reached out in an instant and pulled Mordred close. One hand on the base of her spine, the other cupping her chin. Mordred’s face went bright red as she felt a familiar hard something rub against her thigh. “You’re not gonna tell anyone, are ya, Mo-chan~?”

Mordred shook her head. “N-Nope. No. Nuh uh. I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”

Astolfo’s hand slid down and gave Mordred’s butt a little squeeze. “Okie dokie~. I’ll play with you again later, ya got that?” He pulled off her and stretched his arms overhead. “Right now I’m thinkin’ I just need to reeeeelax.”

Astolfo threw her a couple peace signs and swung around for the door. He wasn’t quite a hunter, but he wasn’t not a hunter. He bounced on his tiptoes as he crept through the cold metal outer hallways of Chaldea. But he didn’t mind. His focus was on trying to find his little eggplant, his angel, his Mashie.

In a way, he was only living up to the legacy of Charlemagne’s paladins. His best buddy had fallen in love, stripped naked, and ran across all of Europe in a lusty haze. And they had made Astolfo go get him! But that experience, if he could recreate a little of that spirit, he just knew he’d find Mash no problem.

So he thought about everything he knew abou Mash. She… was hot. Yep. And pretty. Mhm. Sexy? No doubt. Fashionable? … No! No she wore really weird robot armour or really modest dorky clothes. Because… she… wasn’t a real heroic spirit! She was a demi-servant!

Astolfo slapped his forehead. It was so obvious. He took off in a sprint down the hall, dodging the servants and staff between him and his goal. And then came to a stop right in front of an unassuming door. Mash was a demi-servant. A fragile flower of a human girl. When she had a long day, she had to sleep. And where did she sleep? In her room!

So Astolfo let himself in and took a look around. The place was as boring as he’d expected. Besides the photo of Mash and Master on her nightstand, it looked just like Master’s bedroom. Clean and tidy without a speckle of dust or a discarded panty on the floor. Lame!

But he wasn’t here as a room inspector. Luckily he didn’t need to look any harder than he had. He could hear the water running in the connecting bathroom. Astolfo crept across the floor and up to the door. He wasn’t afraid of being caught, per say, but he did want to take this slow. He wanted to take in all of Mash’s cuteness, her shyness, her innocence. And commit it to memory before he snatched it all up for himself.

Carefully, Astolfo cracked open the bathroom door and peered within. He peered through the thick fog, and a perverted smile spread across his lips.

Mash was there, just as he’d hoped. She was leaning over the bathtub, running one hand slowly through the water. And she was completely, hopelessly nude.

A slight sheen of sweat coated her body, built up from the heat of their impromptu summer, gathering into beads that slid down from her slender shoulders. Down her flawless pale back. And curving around her perfect heart shaped ass. From where Astolfo stood, it was like a peep show for one. He could take in the glorious sight of Mash’s cute pink asshole, just begging for a big wet kiss. And just below that, her untouched pure virginal pussy.

Mmmmm, Mash’s pussy. Her vagina. Her fuckable virgin (he assumed) cunt. Astolfo’s breathing grew hot as he adjusted his swim shorts from getting too tight. When Mash seemed satisfied with the water’s temperature, she set one foot in, and Astolfo made his move.

“Mashieeeee~,” He sang. “Room for one more?”

Mash ‘eep’ed loudly and tumbled face first into the tub. She thrashed under the water for a moment before fighting her way back to the surface. Just enough for her breasts to float above the water. Astolfo could not believe how cute her nipples looked on those fantastic tits.

Mash turned to the doorway and her face went red as a tomato. “Astolfo!?” She cried before burying her head in her hands. But her fingers were spread enough that she could see she wasn’t hallucinating.

Her eyes didn’t lie. She even scrambled to grab her glasses to be sure. Yes, there was Astolfo in her bathroom. And, yes, he was completely nude, save for that long pink braid. He had his hands behind his back, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. And speaking of balls… yes, there was his huge, hard, pointed right at her cock…

Mash tried her best, mostly failing, to look Astolfo in the eye and not at his dick. “What are you doing here, Astolfo? You’re supposed to ask before you just- just let yourself into someone's room! If you leave now, I promise not to be mad, I-I’m sure you just didn’t know.”

The distance between the two of them shrank as Astolfo strode across the bathroom. And with every step he took, his cock bounced with him. “Huh? Why would you be mad? This is a bath right? I’m just trying to clean up!”

He wasted no time joining Mash in the tub. He loomed tall over her for a moment before kneeling down in the water, one of his knees between Mash’s legs. He leaned close, till they were nearly touching. Face to face. Chest to breast. Lip to lip. Two sets of purple eyes met. One nervously looking anywhere else, and the other taking in Mash like she was a treat to be devoured.

“Th-there are other-” Mash was silenced by Astolfo putting a finger to her lips. Just enough pressure that if she didn’t shut up, that finger was going in her mouth.

“C’mon don’t be like that. I know you better than that! I’m a paladin, you’re like… in the round table or something. We’re basically cousins! And if it’s okay for me to bathe with Bradamante, it's gotta be okay for us too, right? We could work together to get each other very, very clean. Touch all the places we can’t touch ourselves, doesn’t that sound great!”

Astolfo was overwhelming her with his presence. No, Mash didn’t want him here. Not when he was… hot. And naked. And erect. With his hard dick almost staring her down since he got here. But she couldn’t kick him out, she just couldn’t. They were like family… apparently. So, meekly, she nodded.

“Great!” Muah.

Astolfo pulled his finger away and replaced it with his mouth, giving Mash a surprise kiss. His tongue slipped out from between his lips and rubbed against hers, asking for permission. Kissing cousins… totally normal.

Mash couldn’t move. She couldn’t push him away, and she couldn’t back off, but Astolfo did. He didn’t want to force her to make out with him. It was more a promise that she would want to. And if that promise came in the form of stealing her first kiss from Ritsuka, oh well~. Instead he sat back, spread his arms, and let out a relaxed sigh.

For a moment, he was still. Just long enough for Mash’s rapid fire heartbeat to slow. To collect her breath. To slow her thoughts. To convince herself maybe Astolfo was just being Astolfo, and nothing more.

But dropping her guard was a mistake. A sly look crossed Astolfo’s face and a hand came around Mash’s waist. And she was dragged closer to him. Mash squeaked as her ass was brought directly against Astolfo’s lap.

“Don’t be so distant, Mashie! We can’t get clean if you’re all the way over there, ya know!”

“Astolfo! You have to stop this! What if I slipped and I- oooooh!” Mash tried to argue, to fight back even a little against Astolfo’s move. But any anger or sternness she could muster was lost in her throat as Astolfo’s shaft brushed against her pussy lips and his cock peeked its head out from between her thighs. Not to mention how his hands came around and he got two nice handfuls of her breasts.

She looked down, biting her lip to keep from making any more vulgar noises. Instead she saw Astolfo’s hands hard at work. His fingers sank into her breasts before slipping back up to pinch and play with her hardening nipples. Every new move and tease made Mash jolt just a little, squirm against him in a way she couldn’t deny felt good.

And down below that, Mash could see and feel Astolfo’s cock. The way it rose and fell under the water as Astolfo rocked his hips and rubbed his length against her slit. She had thought it looked big before, but seeing it and feeling it were entirely different sensations. Feeling the heat, the subtle throbbing of his dick against her crotch and her belly made it seem all the more impressive.

Astolfo rested his head between Mash’s neck and shoulder and took a look at his own handiwork.

“See? Isn’t this way more fun than doing it alone,” he whispered. He flicked his tongue against her ear lobe and smiled at the way she squirmed. “You won’t ever have to bathe alone, Mashie. I can take care of you. I can get you cleaner than you’ve ever been. You’re having fun, aren’t ya~?”

“You- Y-You aren’t even using soap,” Mash managed to mumble. But she didn’t resist. She didn’t say no. She didn’t do anything to stop him. She couldn’t, not with how good she was making him feel. Every little touch and tease to her body sent a jolt through her system that only said ‘more’. She leaned back even, letting her back rest against his chest, and letting her own chest air out a little more and let Astolfo have a little easier time feeling her up.

Astolfo giggled and shook his head. “Oh right. Of course, Mashie, you’re so smart. Myyyyy baaaaad~.” He grabbed the soap bottle and squirted a generous amount into his hands before rubbing them together. “This good?”

Stupid question, of course it was good. If Astolfo was doing it to her, she was starting to believe it would feel good no matter what. He didn’t wait for an answer and instead clapped his hands back onto her breasts. It was more of a slap than anything, but even that felt good. And it felt even better as he very thoroughly, very roughly molested Mash’s tits.

Any air of delicacy and gentleness evaporated as his own desire took over. Playing with Mash wasn’t enough. He wanted to make her squirm and squeal his name.

Which is just what happened. “A-Astolfooooo~!” Mash cried out in one long, loud moan. This one she didn’t even try to contain. Maybe because she knew she couldn’t. Maybe because she didn’t care. She grabbed hold of Astolfo’s legs and held on tight as he had his way with her, just enjoying everything happening to her body.

She couldn’t control her hips. They jerked up and down, her thighs squeezing Astolfo’s cock, every ridge and every one of those numerous inches that rubbed against her elicited a new, more excited moan. Until her body moved up so far that his dick was no longer rubbing her thighs, but instead, its crown was pressed just ever so tantilizingly against her wet cunt.

They both froze. Both panting heavily. Both looking at the other.

Every cell in Mash’s body was overcome with lust. Somehow Astolfo knew everything to do to her, everywhere to touch her, to make her feel good. To turn her from a cute and dependable kouhai to a slutty girl who wanted nothing more in that moment than to slam herself down and take Astolfo’s dick inside her.

Each of Astolfo’s breaths was hot and heavy with an animalistic hunger. Each a laborious event that threatened to push his dick inside her. But he was still a knight. A gentleman, kinda. He wanted her to do it.

Astolfo leaned in and kissed Mash's neck, her jaw, and her cheek. “Hey Mashie~. It looks like… you really wanted to do something fun~.”

Mash’s whole body was trembling. If even a feather of weight touched that poor girl, she would have no choice but to lower herself down and let Astolfo’s dick be swallowed up by her greedy pussy. But even still, part of her still said no. This wasn’t how a kouhai acted. Not the way a knight of the round presented herself! Unless it was Lancelot… b-but that was even worse! She didn’t want to be known as the Knight of Letting Hunky Princes Into Her Room with Huge Cocks and Cute Faces and Really Sexy Bodies to Have Sex With Her In The Bathtub. That wouldn’t be right at all.

But.. she also didn’t want to be known as the knight of teasing. It wasn’t fair for Astolfo to do all this for her and leave with nothing. Mash was extremely aware how aroused Astolfo was, it would be criminal to just leave him like that.

“N… No! No, Astolfo, w-we can’t…” She finally managed to say, barely managing to mask her own disappointment.

“Ehhhhhh?” Astolfo immediately started to pout so cutely Mash’s heart skipped a beat. “Why not?”

“Because… Because! And that’s reason enough,” Mash said. She brushed her hair out of her face and looked back at him with a small smile. “But I-I can do something else for you, if you want.”

Astolfo crossed his arms. “Hmph…”

Astolfo, as empty headed as he was, didn’t dare make a move on a woman who didn’t want it. But he likewise wasn’t super excited to have his plans of fucking the hell out of Mash stolen away so suddenly. So he could only sigh and lift Mash up off of him, extremely easily but still managing to get a handful of her ass in doing so, and sat on the lip of the tub.

“Yeah, yeah, sure. What is it you’re gonna do for me huh? Huh?” He asked grumpily. But all that moping vanished when he got a good look at Mash from the front.

Her mouth was wide open, and her tongue was hanging out. A slow line of drool fell from the tip till it splattered on her breasts. “Sometimes senpai and I do it with our mouths, so- so it’s fine if I do it to you too.”

“Mashie, you dirty girl~!” Astolfo’s cock twitched in excitement, and he leaned forward towards her. But he was too slow. The beast in Mash had fully awoken, and she was going to get through this the only way she knew how.

Unopposed unrivaled enthusiasm.

She lunged forward and pressed her lips against Astolfo’s. She got as close as she could, squeezing her soapy tits against his chest. And unlike before, where her lips had been tight, now they were open and her tongue was hungrily fighting to get into Astolfo’s mouth.

Astolfo was surprised, but excited. He opened his mouth as he reached back and clapped his hands down on Mash’s ass. The two moaned into their kiss as they grinded against one another's bodies. Astolfo recognized Mash for what she was: a slut who had been forced to play a virgin for too long. She wanted a little control, a little time on top, and he was gonna let her. For now~.

Their tongues danced together till Mash was forced back for a breath. A thick strand of saliva connected them as they eyed each other hungrily. Mash was panting heavily, but she leaned in for another kiss.

This one wasn’t on Astolfo’s lips. It came down on his throat. Astolfo moaned sweetly as Mash nibbled his neck and slowly worked her way down. Down, down, along his chest, one for each nipples and with a little break to run her tongue up his stomach. But then she reached her prize. The only thing she could think about ever since she saw Astolfo proudly naked in her bathroom.

His delicious fat fucking cock.

It bobbed cutely along with Astolfo’s heartbeat, but it throbbed with desire. Desire for Mash. She put one hand on his thigh and brought her other to his dick. Her pale slender fingers wrapped around his shaft and she gave it a few slow strokes. All the way from base to tip. It was so much bigger up close. So much more imposing. So much hotter.

Mash pulled her hand back and instead replaced it with her lips. She kissed down his length until she gave two to his heavy sack. Astolfo moaned and leaned his head back, happy to finally get some personal attention to his cock.

Her tongue came out, and Mash went to work with it. Everywhere she had kissed she had a chance to wet with her tongue. She came up to kiss the tip before going back down to treat his balls. She ran her tongue at them from every angle, moving her head in such an uncharacteristically slutty way. Their time in the bath hadn’t been enough to wash away the raw smell of a man that Mash could not get enough of. She breathed deeply before rubbing her face all over Astolfo’s sack.

“Does this make it up to you?” Mash asked cutely. As cute as could be her face eclipsed by a hard cock, at least. Between Astolfo’s legs, worshiping his manhood with her mouth, it was more slutty than anything. And Astolfo absolutely lived for it.

The look on his face told Mash to keep it up, and his consistent sweet girlish moans rewarded her for every depraved kiss and lick. His fingers gripped the edge of the tub so tight they threatened to break, but he still played at being the unhappy prince.

“It’s, mm, it’s a-alright. But I think Jeanne would have given me a better time if I went after her. Maybe it’s not too late for me to- ahhhh -to hit her up instead.”

“Is that true?” Mash broke out of her sexy stupor just long enough to wonder if The Maid of Orleans had actually gone as far as she was now. Or further… That little spark of jealousy dragged her right back into her whore mindset. “Then I’ll just have to try harder~.”

She pressed her lips against the base of Astolfo’s cock and gave it a chaste kiss. Then her tongue slid out of her mouth, pressed flat against the underside of his cock, and she draaaaaagged it up his length, inch by delicious inch. Until she came to the head.

She gave that, too, a gentle kiss. And a second to match it. But on the third, she took a deep breath through her nose, opened wide, and stuffed her mouth with cock. She sank down several inches, about halfway along his dick before the tip threatened to invade her throat.

All his showy boredom and bratty attitude vanished in an instant as Astolfo let out a loud, long moan. He lurched forward, leaning his body over Mash as he felt the tight wet heat of her mouth envelop his dick. And that was before she went to work with her tongue on top.

Mixed between lusty moans and gags as Astolfo’s cockhead went just a little too close to her throat, Mash let out a cute giggle at Astolfo’s vanished dignity. She had him now, that was for certain. She was free to play with him in any way she could imagine. And she was imagining many ways to do it.

However, as good as Mash’s mouth felt and talented as her tongue was, Astolfo got bored quickly. Especially when those poor few inches of his dick weren’t getting any attention. Something Astolfo was going to correct.

Mash’s eyes widened as she felt too strong hands come down on top of her head. Astolfo’s soft royal fingers knotted themselves into her hair. He was getting an intimidatingly good grip on her skull. Mush tried to pull back, but Astolfo was simply too strong. She had enough time to take in a deeper breath before Astolfo forced her head all the way down, and fed a few inches of hard dick into her throat.

The relative quiet of the bath was replaced with the sloppy and vulgar sounds of Mash’s throat being forced to take far more cock than she was prepared for. Nothing she’d done with senpai could have prepared her for this. But Astolfo didn’t want her prepared. He wanted to get off. With his grip tight he leaned back and started to thrust away at Mash’s mouth.

He was barely aware of Mash anymore. His gaze was unfocused and dumb, totally focused in the unreal amount of pleasure he was receiving. He grunted like an animal and held her well in place as his thrusts got deeper and deeper, rougher and faster, evolving very quickly into a full on face fucking, as hard as he had planned to come and fuck her needy pussy.

Mash’s throat wrapped around his cock perfectly, like she had been designed to be a blowjob slut for Astolfo. And her tongue hadn’t stopped lapping it up since he’d started plowing her mouth. Every noise she made, be it a gag or a whimper, only vibrated her throat to pleasure Astolfo further.

“This is waaaay better Mashieeeeee,” Astolfo slurred out his praise before he redoubled his efforts. He used Mash’s face like a sex toy, dragging her down when he thrust forward just to give it to her even harder.

Mash hadn’t expected any of this. For Astolfo to take the reins so quickly, and use her as just something to get off with. She should have been mad, furious even, that Astolfo was forcing her to give him a loud and rough throatjob in her own room.

She should have been mad, but it certainly didn’t sound like she was.

In between her loud gags and protracted grrrrrrks as she was forced to choke on Astolfo’s raging erection, there was a symphony of loud, obvious, sexy fucking moans falling from Mash’s lips. Her throat was so full! It was forced to stretch around the sheer size of Astolfo’s dick, blocking her airway for far longer than Mash expected every thrust, but that she was forced to take anyway. Her body fought to expel his cock from her windpipe, but that only made Astolfo want her more. And the more he fucked her mouth, the more Mash liked it.

Mash had never had a fantasy like this. She’d never imagined getting her face turned into a sex toy. Never pictured a heroic spirit lusting after her this badly. Never imagined how much it would turn her on to be made property of someone far, far stronger than her. When her hands finally gave up on shoving Astolfo away, they instead found their way to another spot that demanded her attention.

Even through the warm water of the tub, Mash was well aware how absolutely soaked her pussy was. Her fingers wasted no time correcting that. After a few seconds of lightly stroking her lips, two fingers immediately sank knuckles deep into her cunt.

Without pause, Mash curled her fingers into a come hither motion and went to work on herself. She finger fucked herself with abandon, rougher and faster than she ever had fantasizing by herself. And her other hand went to work as well. It came up to grope her own chest, not half as roughly as Astolfo had, but enough to get her even hornier. Squeezing, pinching, and pulling at her diamond hard nipples and only growing more depraved as she imagined a second Astolfo making her his bitch.

It was difficult for Mash to meet Astolfo’s gaze. From this position as well as the way he jerked himself off with her face. But Mash managed to meet eyes with her molester, as she lavished and slurped on his cock she made eye contact like someone with years of blowjob experience.

Astolfo looked down at her with a knowing grin. “Seeeeee, I knew you’d like it Mashie~. You having fun down there? Looks like a lot of fun. But are fingers really better than my dick? Is that what you’re telling me? Or are you saying ‘no no prince astolfo i’m just getting my demi-servant coochie ready for you to plow’?”

Mash moaned again, as loud as she could manage, her eyes fluttering at the thought. Her fingers were working in time with Astolfo’s thrusts, like she was getting spit roasted like a world class whore. But he was right, her fingers couldn’t compare to how well his dick was stretching her throat out. She wanted more.

“Hehehe, thought you’d say that,” Astolfo said, not slowing his thrusts even a little. It might have sounded teasing, but Mash knew Astolfo well enough to say he was completely serious. He fully understands that right now, the only thing Mash wanted more than for Astolfo to cum was for him to stuff his cock in her pussy.

Even as his balls slapped against her chin. As Mash’s eyes fluttered not from arousal but from losing oxygen from how long she’d been getting dicked. Even as Mash’s fingers slowed so she wouldn’t cum before he did. They were well and truly in sync.

Astolfo slowed down, if only as a warning to Mash how close he was. “Fine, fine, I guess you did something nice for me, I’ll hnnngh I’ll do the same for you. After I cum down your throat, hows about I reward you by pounding your pussy all night~?”

And Mash knew that Astolfo meant it completely and sincerely. And she wanted it more than anything.

Which meant it was her duty, her sole purpose, to make Astolfo cum as hard as he could down her tight throat. And knowing that only made Mash want him to get even hornier.

While she continued working her fingers in and out of her pussy, her other arm came around Astolfo’s waist. When he next thrust forward, Mash pulled him in even further, fully sheathing his cock in her throat and pressing her nose against his crotch.

Mash sputtered and gagged, unable to do anything but continue to finger herself and enjoy the depraved helplessness of choking on cock. Astolfo paid no mind to Mash’s small act of submissive defiance. In fact, he loved it! He loved the way Mash was willing to debase herself just because he wanted to fuck her. And she earned a demonstration of that love.

And Astolfo couldn’t resist giving it to her. If she wanted it so bad, she could have it. “Mashie! I’m cumming!”

Astolfo’s cock quivered in her throat. His balls tightened up for a moment just before he fired a thick rope of cum into her mouth. Past her tongue, past her throat, right into her stomach. And it wasn’t the only one. Mash did her part, her tongue slipping out along the underside of Astolfo’s dick to tease out more cum from his sack. And several more shots of his cum followed suit.

The feeling of submission, of Astolfo’s hands in her hair, felt so good. The intense face fucking that came with it felt even better. The shame and pride and humiliation and the sheer sluttiness of it all, combined with the rampant abuse she’d done to her own pussy because of them, meant there was only one recourse for Mash.

Her fingers curled in one final time, her thighs tried to clamp around her hand, weak and quivering though they were. She humped and splashed at the water before a spray of her own orgasm was washed away in her bath. She mewled helplessly, the only thing keeping her from falling flat into the water was Astolfo’s dick in her mouth.

After a few moments of looking at one another, Astolfo finally pulled away. Another shot of his seed as a parting gift blasted into Mash’s mouth, which she happily lapped up. His cock flopped down between his eyes as Astolfo leaned back and tried to catch his breath. Their laboured breathing and the sloshing of the water, for the first time in what felt like so long, were the only sounds coming from Mash’s bathroom.

Astolfo looked down at his handiwork. It was a bit hard to make out what he was looking at with his cock in the way, but what he did see, and what he felt, got him rock hard immediately. His mashie, his angel. Dutifully licking up any cum that might have stuck to Astolfo’s cock from her throat. Her tongue hung out, panting like a dog, as she nearly swore fealty to his dick with how thorough she was in cleaning it.

And that wasn’t all. Mash’s devolution from a prim and proper sweetheart to a fully realized gutterslut was an immediate one. She wanted to do more. She kissed down Astolfo’s cock. She spread his legs so she could kiss his ballsack. She rubbed her face all over them, taking in the smell of him even through the soapy water clinging to his legs. She even went lower still and placed one chaste kiss to Astolfo’s immaculate asshole.

But Astolfo wasn’t about to let the next place on him she kissed be down there! He wanted that for his face! “Yoooooou, get up here~!”

Mash had no real say in the matter. Astolfo’s hands came down and up under her armpits and hauled her to eye level. He half expected her pupils to have turned into hearts with how thoroughly he had broken her in. But it was the same beautiful eyes as always. His hand came around, got a nice handful of her pretty hair, and yanked.

Mash’s mouth fell open in a masochistic moan, and Astolfo silenced her by shoving his tongue into her mouth. “Who mwah taught nngh you mmmmf to be mwah such mwah a fucking slut~!” He eventually managed to speak between his attempts to subjugate Mash’s tongue with his own. Each sloppy kiss entwined their saliva and made a mess of Mash’s face.

Mash moaned and giggled under the attention. “You just put me in the right mood for it, Astolfo. But I hope just kissing isn’t my only reward!”

Astolfo kept his nose against Mash’s, giggling and smiling as his cock got back to full mast between them. “It’s not, Mashie,” he said before giving her another kiss. “Not even half of it~.”

Despite all his previous roughness, Astolfo showed a playful gentleness as he picked her up. He held her close before lowering her down into the bathtub. He propped himself up over her, casting a shadow over her body. He reached down and wrapped his long slender fingers around his cock, and slapped it softly against her belly. Both of them counted the inches as he slid his hips forward, till his balls tickled her pussy lips and the tip of his dick reached her belly button.

“Mmmm, looks like it’ll be reeeeeally tight, Mashie,” Astolfo said before licking his lips hungrily. “Do you think you’re wet enough to handle all of it~?”

Mash nodded with flushed cheeks and fluttering eyes. “Yes, Astolfo. I’ve never been wetter…”

Astolfo kissed her forehead and drew her hips back. He knew she was telling the truth. She was in a bathtub after all! He slid back forward, till the head of his cock kissed her cunt. He squirmed just slightly, his cock demanding entrance, only held back by Astolfo’s surprising level of self control.

Mash brought her hands up to cover her face. Her heart was racing faster than it had in any battle. This was real. It had felt almost like a dream before now. But there was no denying it. She really did take after the knight of the lake. She really did give in to her own desires at the slightest tease from the sexiest man she’d ever seen.

“A-Astolfo,” she squeeked. “You’ll be gentle with me, right? I-I’ve never- you know.” She peeked between her fingers to look up at him. He was so cute. So pretty. So hot. So hard. So hungry. For her. All for her. She had let this beast of a rider into her room, and she was being rewarded for her hunger for him.

“Mashie…”

Astolfo took Mash’s hands from her face into his. He smiled cutely at her as he laced their fingers together. It was heartbreaking if he had to look away from her face for even a second. She looked so cute. How could he say no to such a sweet, genuine request from his lover?

“Nope, sorry~.”

Oh, right, because he knew it wasn't what she really wanted. Mash was a woman, a lady, but she was a knight ahead of that. And if Astolfo learned anything from his time with Roland, or his relations with Bradamante, he knew one thing:

Knights loved to get fucked. They wanted to be ruined. All that chivalry and honour had to go somewhere, and it was usually forced out of them with a good hard cock. So that’s what he would do. Reduce his dear sweet angel into his moaning, broken-in whore.

There was nowhere for Mash to go. With his fingers between hers, she couldn’t move an inch. Astolfo grinned like a hungry beast, and slowly, inch by hot, hard inch, fed Mash’s cunt his cock.

Mash’s eyes went wide and her mouth fell open. She tried to let out a low, breathy moan, but found herself silenced when Astolfo’s lips locked with hers, reunited with a lusty kiss. And while they kissed, Astolfo started to move. And as promised, he wasn’t gentle. He pulled his hips back, till only the head of his cock stayed in her tight wet pussy, before he slammed forward. And again. And again. And again. Water sloshed out of the tub as he quickly gained speed and intensity till he was properly fucking Mash like a bitch.

He knew she could take it. And if she couldn’t, it wasn’t like she could do anything about it. And Astolfo couldn’t control himself either. Every fold and convulsion of her pussy felt like it was perfectly designed for his pleasure. Her pussy was like a sex toy, massaging every inch of his dick in a new way every time he pounded her. She was so wet that Astolfo could force himself as deeply as he wanted. It took no time at all till the base of his cock was kissing her pussy lips and his balls were slapping over her asshole.

In short, she was the perfect fuck buddy he fantasized about when he jerked off thinking of her.

Astolfo pulled away from her face to take a deep breath. “Admit it, Mashie, you love it,” he said. “You were made for this! I bet they designed you to make brave heroes like me all hot and horny until we couldn’t do anything BUT stuff you full of cock!”

Mash could barely breathe. She could barely think. Her brain was awash in nothing but pain and pleasure, and the pain was very quickly subsiding. All she could think of was the cock inside her and the hot breath on her face. As his dick rubbed against her cunt, finding new ways to please her, it was all she wanted to think about. She was awash in pleasure so much better than any tongue or fingers, and her eyes rolled back under her eyelids.

She groaned, unable to contain herself. Whatever air she could take in, she felt it was best spent just letting Astolfo know she felt fucking incredible. That he should keep going. He should keep using her.

Then she felt a stinging pain across her chest, and a sharper, more vulgar moan followed it. A moan that surprised even Mash, one full of masochistic pleasure. Her mind refocused on the pain, to see her tits still jiggling from the impact of Astolfo’s palm.

“Oh, you liked that, huh?” Astolfo said between panting, laboured breaths. Fucking Mash was a lot of work! Especially when you did it with as much horny passion as he was. And she had been ignoring him! He slapped her chest again, and received another moan in turn. “Keep your eyes here, Mashie! And do your part too! If you’re just gonna lie around like that, I’m just gonna treat you like my sex toy!”

Mash’s cunt clenched even tighter at his words. The physical and verbal demeaning and abuse… it turned her on. It really turned her on. She wanted to be his sex toy. She wanted him to use her like he promised. She squeezed Astolfo’s hands, a silent go-ahead for him to take what he wanted.

And Astolfo got it loud and clear. He released Mash’s hand, and instead brought his hands to her hips. And from that position, he could go to fucking town on her. He was no longer pumping his cock into her like an animal. Now he was pulling her down with all the strength of a horny prince, filling her up harder and deeper than before.

Each thrust made Mash’s body shake. Her tits bounced. Her ass clapped against the water. Her hair quickly became a disheveled mess. Her hands moved above her head, bracing herself against the tub. She wasn’t sure if she was trying to push back against Astolfo and force him to plow her even harder, or tried to give herself some sort of escape from the mind melting pleasure of it all.

But her unconscious knew. It knew she wanted this. Needed this. That she was Astolfo’s to have and to break. Mash’s legs spread wider, her heels propped up on the sides of the tub. Astolfo had all the freedom to get as close to Mash as he wanted. The walls of her pussy clenched tightly around his fat cock, drawing out a pair of animalistic moans as they both enjoyed one another's body to the fullest.

Mash was on the brink. Getting her pussy pounded as skillfully and fully as Astolfo was, getting her breasts abused by him, being demeaned, being enjoyed, being treated like a cheap slut, becoming the kind of girl who let her friends fuck her in the bathroom. It all felt so unbelievably good. It was going to make her cum.

But she wouldn’t cum alone. It was almost disrespectful to her that she would think of losing herself to orgasm without the one who drew it out of her. She wanted, no, needed Astolfo to cum with her. She bit her lip to keep in another moan and looked up to meet his gaze.

Astolfo was grinning and laughing like an idiot as he fucked her. But she could feel it. The way his cock throbbed, he was on the edge just like her. And it was her duty to drag him over that edge.

She moaned out his name. “Astolfo, please! You, you have to-”

Astolfo didn’t slow down for a millisecond. He kept pounding her as fiercely as if he owned her. But she did manage to pull his attention away from her bouncing tits and sweat sheened skin to look at her adorable face.

“Ehhhhh? I have to? Did you forget who oooooowns you~?” He punctuated his question with another sharp slap to her breasts. “Too late for you to be demanding me, dontcha think? Just let me do what I want, and you’ll love it too!”

Mash shook her head. He wouldn’t listen to her. Of course not, why would he? And why should she waste her breath doing it? It was far better spent moaning and acknowledging how fantastic she felt. But still, she had to send a message.

With all the strength in her body, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Astolfo let out a small surprised yelp. Then Mash’s legs came up and together. Her ankles crossed just above his ass and she clung on for her life. Her tits squished against his hard chest as she leaned in close, till her lips brushed against his ear.

“Just… Just cum inside my pussy already!”

Astolfo’s cock trembled. He couldn’t say no. He moaned loudly and drove his hips forward, till his hips slammed into Mash’s with a wet squelch. He filled her as fully and totally as he could with cock, before he painted her insides with cum.

Mash couldn’t even work up the strength to moan. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream of unimaginable, unbelievable joy. A flood of her own juices poured forth from her pussy, mixing with Astolfo’s cum and seeping into the bath water. The folds of her pussy massaged and milked Astolfo’s cock. She wanted him to cum more, harder, fill her more thoroughly. And Astolfo was happy to comply.

The two of them stayed posed like that for so long. Astolfo’s hands gripped Mash’s hips, and her hands held him close, and the two panted in one another's face.

It was just like his dreams. Astolfo had known from his first fight as Mash’s side. From the first time he saw her fat ass under her armour. From the first time he saw her tie trapped between her massive tits. The way he imagined her glasses glazed with his cum. He knew one day he would have Mash all for himself. He knew he could turn her into one of his lovely fucktoys.

Mash had not expected any of this. She had never thought of Astolfo as a potential sexual partner. She thought he would go after Medb or Mordred or Raikou, or any of the more… liberated servants. (He had, but Mash didn’t need to know that). But now, having kissed him, been molested by him, sucked him off, and let him blow his load deep inside her, she had absolutely no regrets.

She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to touch him. She wanted that warmth that she felt even in his most rough and humiliating touch. She leaned up, till her lips found his, and they kissed once more. A deep, almost loving, almost normal kiss between two sexual partners.

“Wooooow,” Astolfo said. “That’s the kind of smooch I always wanted!”

Mash blinked. Astolfo… was talking. While she kissed him?

She forced herself to pull away from the kiss. She looked over her shoulder to the doorway. And there was Astolfo. Just as cute. Just as handsome. Just as naked. Just as hard. She turned back to the Astolfo she had been fucking all this time, and he grinned sheepishly and raised his hands on top of his head.

“Pyon pyon pyon~!”

Mash’s eyes widened. “S-Saber Astolfo!?”

“Guiltyyyyyy,” he replied. He giggled as he finally, slowly slid his dick out of Mash. The cum flowed more freely into the tub. “We must have made a real racket if even Rider caught on. Or maybe he’s just more suspicious than me on top of being cuter.”

“No way,” Rider said, “you’re way cuter! And I didn’t hear a word of you guys and your sweet sexy looooove making. I just thought about Mash, and all the heat, and how cute she probably looks in her room, and how she’d blush if I barged in like ‘oh Astolfo-chan, this is so sudden’, and… I got a little horny, ehehe~.”

Mash, still resting in shin deep water, now got a good idea of what was going on. She looked between the two Astolfos like a frightened bunny rabbit. She may have been his whore, but- but that still didn’t mean he was allowed to see her like this! But while she was caught in that shock and surprise, her eyes drifted lower. Rider Astolfo… looked so fucking hot.

He grinned at her. “Want a better look~?”

She nodded.

Rider got much closer. So close that his cock rubbed all over her face. And Mash didn’t pull back, didn’t yell at him, didn’t fight back at all. In fact, she leaned into it. And Rider giggled. “Mashie! Last time I saw you you were such a little cutie, and now you’re a… a…”

“A two-dollar gutterwhore who can’t get enough of royal cock,” Saber offered.

Rider shook his head. “I was thinking more like a cock addicted bottom bitch who’s begging to get double teamed~.”

Saber came up behind Mash and started to pepper her neck in kisses. “I don’t know if our little eggplant can handle two. She was already so full from just one of us, I think she’d totally melt away if she got the full Astolfo experience.”

Mash whimpered submissively as Rider straightened out her hair. “That’s toooooooo bad. I bet she makes super cute faces and really hot moans when you bang her brains out. I bet she’s never even put a finger in her butt, so it would feel super duper good.”

Mash opened her mouth to reply but only mewled sweetly as Saber reached around to grope her chest. “And her titties are so so sensitive, Rider! She almost came from me slapping them around!”

“I-I did no- EEP!”

Mash clamped her lips shut as she felt Saber’s cock, as hard as when she’d first seen him, begin to slide back and forth between her asscheeks. Past the hole, just teasing the rim of her anus with his shaft, as he hotdogged it between her cheeks like he had her thighs when this all started.

“Didja hear that,” Rider asked as he stepped into the tub. “She totally loved it. I bet Mashie is a total butt slut, just like Tammy! Maybe not a double stuffing, but we could spit roast her and she’d be able to take it! We wouldn’t even need to touch her pussy!”

As he talked, Rider sat on the edge of the bathtub. The two of them carefully, slowly, had positioned her into place where his erection was only a few inches from her breasts. Saber pushed the back of her head, and Mash leaned forward, till her tits swallowed up Rider’s cock.

“I don’t know, is that really okay? Can we force this poor sweet little Mashie to get us both off? Can we ride her all night long, and pump her so full of Astolfo dick that her pussy remembers the shape of it? That would be awfully rude if she didn’t want it…”

Saber pressed his chest against her back. He brought his hand down to spank Mash’s fat ass as it sandwiched his cock. His tongue ran up the shell of her ear. “So… Do you want that, Mashie~?”

Mash whimpered at the slap to her ass, and shivered at the tongue on her ear. It was easy to be confident when all this started, with just one cock, one man, one Astolfo to deal with. But with two, she was once more in way over her head. “W-Well… well I, uhm, I would- since you’re already here I mean…”

It was a coward's answer. But it was basically a yes. Or at least, enough of one for the two Astolfos.

“Then I guess you better get me off, Mashie,” Rider said before her heavy tits a squeeze.

Mash was quick to obey. It was just easier that way. Her hands came up to hold her breasts, and pressed in from the outside. A tight, warm tunnel formed around Rider’s dick, which he groaned in appreciation of. Mash bit her lip and started working over his cock with her chest.

“Ohh, I should have gotten one of those,” Saber said from behind. “But her butt is just as great as her boobs, so I’ll just help myself back here~!”

He gave her ass another rough palm, and before it stopped its delicious jiggle, he got to humping it with careful conviction. He drew his hips back, letting his length slide between her cheeks. He let the tip sit just so achingly close to her anus, before contentedly returning to using her ass like his alternate used her tits.

“You snooze, you lose,” Rider said. “But now you know what to do with her later. Cuz I think this girly is gonna play with us for a looooong time.”

He grinned widely and clapped his hands over Mash’s. Her tits felt unbelievably good on his cock, but she just needed a little help doing even better. Mash was thankful for not having to think about how to give Astolfo a titfuck, and could instead focus her attention on kissing and licking the crown of his cock whenever it poked out of her breast valley.

Rider Astolfo rewarded her cock addiction by moving his hands to pinch her nipples before squeezing them much rougher. And Mash only moaned up at him in response.

“She really does like it! A regular little Mashochist~.” He took one hand off her tits to instead pat the top of her head. “I bet she’d love it if we gave her our secret team attack!”

Saber Astolfo’s eyes widened, then he sported a wide grin. “Don’t rush her, Rider! There’s no way Mashie is horny enough for that! She just came twice before you got her! What kind of dirty dirty slut do you think she is?”

Rider slapped Mash’s tits with both hands. “Well, you gonna answer?”

Saber clapped down on her ass. “Yeah, what kind of a dirty slut are ya!?”

“Your slut!” Mash cried out. “Yours, yours, I’m yours, please just make me feel good!”

The two Astolfos locked eyes, then leered down at Mash. She gave them the all green. And they both knew what she needed. She was getting off on the titfuck and the buttjob, certainly, but there was more they could do. More that she deserved.

Rider grabbed Mash by the hair and shoved her back. Her back was flat against Saber’s muscular chest, just before Saber’s arms came up under her legs. Mash’s eyes widened as her ankles were brought up over her head, never before so thankful for Sanzang’s Teachings. She was being folded in half, completely defenseless to the hands and tongues and cocks of the two pretty boys in her bathroom.

Rider closed in on her. He pressed his chest to her tits and rubbed his cock against her pussy lips. He took Mash’s hands and brought them up, up to grasp her own ankles in place.

“Hold these for us, will ya? We can’t do all the work, not even for you. But trust us, you’re gonna love this! This is Master’s favourite way to do it,” he promised.

“H-Huh? Senpai likes t- OOOOOOUHHH~~!”

Mash’s mind melted with sheer pleasure.

Astolfo grabbed her by the hips and jammed his cock inside her in a single stroke. The two of them moaned in the other's face, but that wasn’t all of it. No, that was the pleasure she thought she’d been prepared for. But that wasn’t even half of it.

Astolfo’s dick poked and prodded at the tight ring of her pristine asshole. It didn’t press hard, but it also didn’t let up, and the moment Mash’s muscles relaxed his cock was swallowed up by her ass. His fingers sank into her asscheeks as he fed inch by inch into her from behind.

Was this what her Master was doing behind her back? Her kind caring senpai was a depraved slut for two beautiful men? They could have gone to her, or probably to any woman they wanted, but they chose to stuff Mash full of their dicks. It was an honour that raised the pleasure of having both her holes claimed. She held her ankles tight, her only way of saying thank you for making her their fucktoy was letting them do her harder.

With Mash’s mind broken, the two Astolfos wasted no time going to work on her body. When one of them pulled out, the other thrust forward. There wasn’t an instant that they had her where she wasn’t getting dick.

“I wish I had been here sooner,” Rider whined. “I want to fuck her pussy forever! How is she so tight!?”

His hips were a blur as he jackhammered his cock into her cunt. He couldn’t hold back even if he wanted to. The way her pussy massaged every inch of his dick with every fold just proved that she had been born to be fucked by him.

But it wasn’t enough. Astolfo was far too greedy for that. He didn’t let up on fucking her, but instead leaned in till his face was between her fat, pale tits. He motorboated them like it was job, licking up the sweet taste of sweat from her skin. He kissed and sucked every inch of flesh he could get his mouth on till he finally found one of her hard nipples. He ran his tongue over and around it before leaning in and giving it his gentlest nibble, and even a bit of a tug. Then he released it, and moved on to its twin.

Mash moaned loudly. Her eyes had rolled back into her head, her tongue hanging from her mouth. Every panting breath only served to let her moan out again, begging for her twin lovers to do whatever they wanted to do to her.

“Sorry Rider, I just got too excited. Once I saw her ass for the first time, I had to pounce,” Saber said. “Isn’t she so good? We gotta make sure she falls in love with our dicks!”

Each thrust of Saber’s hips clapped them against Mash’s ass. Each impact was like a spank, making her butt ripple and jiggle. Any gentleness he’d taken with the anal virgin had completely vanished. Now he was hellbent on reshaping her asshole to take his cock.

The tightness of her ass did nothing to slow his rampant animal humping. His cock invaded her ass again and again, and slowly its resistance faded. He plundered her depths with gusto. As much as he had loved fucking her pussy, her ass was a treasure just as fine.

While Rider molested her tits, Saber had a more romantic idea. He took one hand off her ass and instead grabbed Mash by the chin. He looked her in the eyes. Her hazy, lust-drunk, fucked-stupid eyes. She was drooling now. Completely given up to her libido. It was just how Astolfo wanted her.

He leaned in closer, which had the added benefit of squishing her between the two even tighter. He ran his tongue from her chin to her forehead, and that seemed to get Mash’s attention enough to at least try to kiss him, to which Astolfo obliged. The two partook of an open air french kiss, Astolfo’s tongue dancing around Mash’s before he shoved it into her mouth. He dominated their kiss the way the two of them now so thoroughly dominated her body.

Mash came. Again. She had been cumming almost non-stop since Saber started buttfucking her. Was this her fourth, or her fifth? Seventh? It didn’t matter, she didn’t care. She didn’t care about anything but the intense and always wondrous jolts of debased joy that shot through her body with every thrust.

There was no escape. Just when she thought maybe there was a chance she’d get used to these feelings, a new one came in. A bite to the tit, a slap to the ass, a thumb on her clit, a tug on her hair, or even just fucking her a little rougher than the last thrust. It didn’t matter what it was, in Mash’s state of mind, it all felt heavenly. It all made her moan like a whore and try uselessly to do something to get even more sex.

Saber and Rider were starting to lose sync. Their practiced rhythm melted away as they too became smitten with pleasure. The in and out plan gave way to a new, wilder, more chaotic kind of fucking. Sometimes it happened to line up like they wanted, and sometimes they would both pull back and stuff her full in the same instant.

It didn’t matter. Doing it that way just made Mash’s holes somehow even tighter. Both Astolfos knew the other was close, and that made them competitive. They both wanted to be the one to make Mash cum her brains out, the first one to blow their load inside her.

Faster and faster the two pounded her body, they fucked her with untamed lust. Till the moment came when they couldn’t handle another second of her slutty body. Howling and moaning together, the two drove their cocks as deep into Mash as they could. Cum erupted from their cocks, so deep and so much that it was as if they were trying to mark her for life.

But Mash somehow moaned louder than either of them. Drool ran down her cheek as she was given another explosive orgasm. Her pussy squirted all over Rider’s belly, her eyes fluttering quickly as she fought to stay conscious. She had never felt so satisfied or so full or so fucking sexy. But she also felt so weak, almost boneless.

The two Astolfo were very careful, very slow in pulling out of her. Little moans came from all of them as they did. It was obvious Mash wouldn’t be able to stand, so they just lowered her back into the back water on her knees.

Rider Astolfo gently stroked Mash’s hair as he got to his feet. “That was so fun, Saber! I’ll forgive you for starting without me… iiiiiiif Mashie gives me a cleanup blowjob~!”

Saber Astolfo stood by his alternate. “No no no way, Mashie should suck me off first! I was in her ass, that’s so filthy! It just has to go in her mouth!”

The two struggled against the other as they muscled in for Mash’s mouth. Instead both their cocks just slapped down on her face. They were still hard. Mash was still horny. So she moaned.

“C’mon Mashie, you already kissed my ass, I’m sure yours tastes even better!”

“She kissed your ass? Well then I’m gonna make her eat mine!”

“Well then I’m gonna fuck her armpits!”

“Then I’ll fuck her feet!”