Greek Princess Helena’s First Orgy [group] [fiction] [ffmm] [squirt]

Part 5

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Helena returned to the festivities after her activities with Polydora. She went to find Ophelia before anyone saw the dishevelled state she was in.

Helena found Ophelia dancing with some of the other servants away from the main gathering. It was immediately clear to Ophelia that something had happened to the Princess. Helena’s face was glistening with sweat, her forehead and the hair around her neck wet with it. Her face was bright red and she was still panting.

“Is everything okay Helena?” Ophelia asked. She gestured to a nearby tent, “lets get you cleaned up in here, how much have you been drinking?”

“I haven’t been drinking… much” Helena admitted, “I may have been enjoying myself a bit too much in other ways though” she whispered to Ophelia.

Ophelia raised her eyebrow. “Achilles decided to make a woman of you?” She asked excitedly. “You have to tell me what does it feel like to have a man inside you? Was it big? Did it feel good?”

“Shhhhh” Helena looked around to see if anyone was within earshot. “No, it was Polydora” she said as the stepped inside the empty tent.

“Wha… really?” Ophelia looked a little disappointed at first, then her eyes lit up again. “What was it like? Tell me everything.”

“No. I’m going to show you. Just wait” Helena smirked at Ophelia. Ophelia felt a rush of excitement and her heart began to pound fast in her chest. Her face reddened, almost matching the Princess’s.

Helena sat down and Ophelia wiped the sweat from her face with a cloth and poured her a cup of wine and a cup of water.

“What you said earlier, about feeling a man inside you.” Helena looked up at her servant. “We should do it. Tonight. Call Achilles to this tent, and you choose one of the servants you find attractive and tell them I called for them”

Ophelia bit her bottom lip and locked eyes with the princess for a moment before heading out into the night.

Ophelia found the male servants gathered around a fire, laughing and joking raucously as they played drinking games. Ophelia tapped a servant, Hector on the shoulder. Hector was the kitchens butcher, he was a tall, wide man with short dark hair and dark skin. His biceps and glutes stretched the linen that covered his body in a way that left little to the imagination. Ophelia told him that his presence was requested by the Princess, and though he was surprised, he headed in the direction of the tent Helena was in.

Ophelia arrived back at the tent a few minutes later with Achilles to find Helena softly kissing Hectors neck and gently rubbing his cock through the fabric wrapped around his body. Helena looked at Ophelia and whispered something in Hectors ear. She then motioned to Achilles to approach her as Hector moved towards Ophelia.

Ophelia felt herself intoxicated by Hector as soon as his lips locked with hers. She held her hand against the back of his head as she melted into his embrace. Hector moved his hand against her back and pulled her lightly against him. He slid his hand slowly down her back as their kiss became more passionate, his hand coming to rest on her butt, pulling her hips towards him, allowing her to feel Hectors rigid cock against her body.

Meanwhile Helena sat with her legs spread on a wooden table at the side of the tent, Achilles stood between them kissing the princess as she clutched at his muscular back. The Princess could feel the desperation burning inside Achilles as he kissed her, breathing hard and exploring her body with his hands. Helena pushed Achilles away from her softly and smirked. She walked over to her servants and joined Hector in exploring Ophelia’s body with her hands.

The Princess looked back at Achilles as she pulled opened the split in Ophelia’s dress, revealing her bare, smooth legs underneath. Helena guided Hectors hand up Ophelia’s inner thigh, feeling the heat emanating from between her legs, and the small trickle of cum which had already slid part way down her thigh. Helena and Hectors hands slid further up her inner thigh and found the source of the burning heat, and began exploring the wet lips between her legs. Ophelia groaned as she held onto Hectors solid body, on hearing her pleasure, Achilles moved forward and joined the trio.

Ophelia felt as if she was drunk on the hedonism filling the tent. She felt herself being lay down onto the soft for rug of the tent. From there she felt herself overloaded by the sensual caresses and kisses consuming her whole body. She felt herself being disrobed and exposed. She felt kisses on her breasts and down her arms, her inner thighs, hands gently stroking her stomach and neck. It felt like hours of perfect sensuality, she felt herself desperate for the hands and mouths to find her vulva, but felt lost in the pleasure of the moment. Ophelia’s groans filled the room, her face beginning to contort with ecstasy before she felt a tongue slide between her legs. Ophelia cried out as she felt the mouth sucking on her lips, then the tongue circling her clit. Suddenly she felt that there were two tongues against her pussy, one probing inside her and one sucking on her clit. The hands somehow still seemed to be all over her as she weighed with pleasure. She looked between her legs to see Helena and Hector lapping at her between her legs and Achilles kissing her chest and sucking on her hard nipples.

Helena motioned to Achilles, and he slid his arms around Ophelia’s naked body, and flipped her elegantly and easily onto her stomach. Ophelia felt her heart skip as she felt the power of Achilles so easily holding her naked and exposed in the air, like she was their plaything. She loved this feeling of totally submitting to their power, and as if to consolidate that feeling further. Ophelia felt Helena’s face press between her buttcheeks and begin licking her butthole. Ophelia gasped in shock as she felt the Princess’s tongue circling her asshole, feeling the nerve endings firing with pleasure from her butt through her body. Ophelia’s back arched as she felt a hand sliding back between her legs and rubbing her clit. Seconds later, Ophelia cried out, her body trembling as she bit and grasped into the material beneath her, feeling her pussy overloaded with pleasure.

“UGHHHHH-FFFNNG”

Ophelia groaned, completely losing control of her volume. She felt and heard her pussy squirt hard, soaking the material beneath her, splashing back across her stomach and inner thighs. Her asshole contracting with the waves of her orgasm, and Helena opportunistically probing her ass deeper with her tongue.

“Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.”

Ophelia couldn’t stop repeating herself as she kept her eyes clenched shut, her whole body trembling relentlessly.

Ophelia looked to her right as she saw Helena laying down on her back next to her. The Princess smiling at her servant, who was stilling reeling and trembling with pleasure.

“Are you ready?” Helena asked her cheerfully. Ophelia was confused, still panting, she looked down the Princess’s body and noticed that she was also completely naked with her legs spread, and feet up as if waiting to be fucked. Helena reached across to Ophelia and grasped her hand.

“Well I’m ready, okay, let’s do this” Helena said as she looked down between her own legs and squeeze a little harder on Ophelia’s hand. Ophelia watched as Achilles lay on top of the Princess and slid his cock inside her. Helena groaned loudly as she felt her pussy being slowly filled. Ophelia watched the pleasure flushing through her face, listening to her throat catching with each breath before groaning loudly as Achilles thrust deep inside her.

“*Ohhh fuck*” Helena whimpered, her eyebrows furrowed with ecstasy. Suddenly Ophelia felt hands clasping around her waist, and she gasped as she realized what was going to come next. She felt Hectors thick, rigid cock gently press against her entrance, slowly sliding inside her. She felt her legs trembling as she felt herself filled in a way she had never experienced before. She felt her pussy squeezing involuntary on Hectors hard cock, each time accompanied by intense pleasure flowing from between her legs and coursing through her quivering body. She looked over to Helena, their hands clasping harder and harder together as their pleasure mounted and they began to slip with sweat. Ophelia watched as Helenas body shunted with each thrust as Achilles fucked the Princess’s petite body.

Helena was lost in ecstasy. She could feel how easily Achilles was sliding in and out of her tight pussy from how wet she was. Helena loved feeling the power of the man above her, pinning her body down, fucking her hard. She grabbed at Achilles ass, pulling him hard into her with each thrust, desperate to feel more. She groaned guttural groans, the desperation rising inside her. She focused on feeling every inch of his cock as it slid fully in and out of her, and the feeling of her own thick pussy juices running down across her asshole. Soon she felt the unmistakable approach of the cliff of orgasm, a road of no return.

“Oh god, *fuck* that feels good” the Princess called out. “I’m gonna cum Ophelia, cum with me — *please*” she begged.

Ophelia was close already, but felt her eyes roll into the back of her head as she heard Helena’s desperation. She could hear Helena screaming louder now, so close to orgasm, Ophelia felt her body staying in sync with the Princess, both on the verge of orgasm.

“OOHHH *FUCK* I’m cumming! Ophelia” — “*UNNGHHHH* GOD, FUCK” they screamed over each other as they almost simultaneously felt the shared earth shattering orgasm pulse outwards from their soaking pussies, resulting in a quivering, trembling couple of bodies beneath the two muscular men above them.

Achilles couldn’t hold on at the sight of this, Helena could feel it as he somehow increased his speed and power even more than it was before. She felt his cock begin to spasm inside her, before feeling a powerful jet of hot cum being unleashed inside her. Her eyes widened as she experienced this for the first time, she focused hard on the sensation, each rope shooting deep inside her hot pussy. She felt a secondary orgasm suddenly rise and explode as she felt Achilles unload inside her, his cock being pushed out of her as she squirted high into the air, covering Achilles chest, and her own stomach.

As Ophelia was watching Helena and Achilles, she groaned “please cum inside me, please cum for me, fuck I need to feel you fill me with your hot cum”. Hector pounded hard into Ophelia, pulling her hard into him with each thrust, his cock covered in her juices, with a white ring of her creamy girl cum around the base of his cock. He could feel her pussy clenching around his cock as her pleasure rose again, stimulating his cock more and more as he fucked her. He grunted loudly as he lurched over her, his cock exploding with cum deep inside her. She felt the heat filling her, and begged for more, Hector pounding her push hard as he unleashed each spurt of cum into her womb as if in reply to her demand. He eventually fell panting to her side as she felt his thick cum slowly begin to drip from between her legs.

The four naked bodies collapse, panting, draped elegantly over each other in a tent filled with the scent of sex.

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Sorry this part has taken so long to come out! I’ve been extremely busy on another project lately!

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