Dareios gets his stuff and Laila gets her ass stuffed

“You know, we’d be done here a lot faster if you’d just help me a little,” Dareios said to Laila a few minutes later, as he finished gathering his gear on the bed and making sure that everything was there and in the same state as when he left it. His leather armour, his helmet, his spear and shield, and the contents of his backpack, all were in good order.

“Hey, it’s not my fault that you’re so distractingly sexy!” Laila purred in response, giggling as she stood leaning against the small table opposite to the bed, the front of her thong pushed aside to allow her to dance her fingers up and down over her juicing snatch.

Having slung his cloak over the back of the lone chair in the room, Dareios had been completely naked as he gathered up his possessions, and almost as soon as his muscular form had been revealed, Laila had begun moaning approvingly, then quickly proceeded to start playing with herself whilst ogling his nude body.

“Well, you go around dressed like that, and I can still do other things than stand around playing with myself and staring at you,” Dareios said, leaning over the bed to do one last check-up on his gear and making sure to spread his legs wide enough to afford Laila with an excellent view of his beefy balls.

“Mmm, too bad…” Laila moaned, puckering up her lips and groaning as she buried two fingers deep inside her pink snatch as she rubbed the back of her thighs against the table, “Because I’d love to see you jerk your big cock as you ogle me…”

“Would you now?” Dareios asked as he turned round to face Laila, straightening his back and cocking his right eyebrow while grinning at her.

“Oh fuck yes!” Laila cried out, loud enough to be heard outside the small room, then dropping the volume and forming her lips into a wicked little smile as she added, “It’d be such a turn-on to know that I make you so horny that you can’t help but play with yourself…”

“Really?” Dareios asked as he wrapped his right hand round his rigid fuckpiece.

“Uh-huh,” Laila nodded her head in symphony with the gentle bobbing of Dareios’ cock as he began jerking it, and began to caress her toned stomach through her skin-tight purple corset with her left hand.

“Remember a little while ago when you said we might already being running late to the party?” Dareios asked Laila as he began to advance on her.

Locking eyes with Dareios, Laila then threw a quick glance at how he was still slowly pumping his cock, moaned hard at what she saw, and proceeded to meet his gaze once again while digging her teeth into her bottom lip and softly nodding her head.
As he stopped in front of Laila, Dareios turned to his left and leaned forwards, shifting his stance to allow him to get his right hand in underneath her full, rounded buttocks and watching her eyes narrow and her cheeks rising as he clutched hold of the base of the fat dildo that remained buried in her ass.

Still holding the dildo, and teasing Laila by tugging it down until it pushed against the flimsy back of her thong to make it seem as though the thin stretch of fabric would snap, Dareios turned towards the busty brunette again. As his cockhead came to rest between her bulging, completely unclad boobs, Dareios placed his left hand on Laila’s right shoulder and pushed her back until her ass ended up on the small table.

Gasping with excitement at finding herself lying across the table, which was just deep enough to fit her upper body, and even then the top of her head was almost brushing against the wall behind it, Laila spread her toned legs to provide Dareios with easier access to her ass, something which he made good use of by beginning to pump his right wrist back and forth while using his left hand to tug her thong aside to leave her widened anus completely exposed. Meanwhile, Dareios’ towering stature meant that his sixteen-inch fuckpiece was projecting out a few inches above Laila’s pink sex and flat stomach, though the size of her tits meant that they got in the way of his member, which was sinking deeper in between the two bronzed orbs and leaking ample amounts of precum all over her cleavage as he continued to wriggle his hand about inside the narrow gap between his scrotum and her sexy ass.

“Now…” Dareios paused, quite deliberately stretching the silence out for quite some time, exploiting the fact that Laila was too busy moaning at the dildo being slowly hammered in and out through her widened, sucking asshole to say anything, “where do you want it?”

“My… my ass,” Laila stammered out, her face flustered and twisted into a lustful grimace as Dareios continued the assplay, making her more and more desperately horny through the slow fashion in which he slid the thick dildo in and out through her cinnamon ring.

“I should have known… you’re such a sexy buttslut that I should have known you’d opt for having your sweet ass packed full with cock,” Dareios replied, wrapping his left hand round the right side of Laila’s slender waist and using his grasp of it to hold her in place as he stepped back and slowly, slowly extracted the dildo from her previously so tight but now so wildly distended bunghole.

“Any idea of what to do with this?” Dareios went on to ask, holding the dildo up next to his head for just a second before bringing it down in front of him, lining it up alongside his throbbing schlong and then lowering it until its blunt tip connected with the entrance to Laila’s soaking wet snatch, “It’d be a shame if we forgot it here…”

“Fuck!” Laila cried out, as a jolt of raw pleasure shot through her body and make her quake violently on top of the table when Dareios sank the business-end of the fake cock into her tight, juicing honeypot.

Working his wrist back and forth like he had whilst jerking off for Laila’s enjoyment, Dareios pushed more and more of the dildo into Laila’s sex, keeping his gaze fixed on the phallus as it disappeared in deeper beyond her swollen labia, until only its base was visible.

Next, Dareios took a step back, grabbed hold of Laila’s narrow waist with both hands, and pulled her towards him, sliding her across the table and lifting her up at the same time until the whole of her delectable booty was suspended in the air between his muscular frame and the table, with his cockhead having disappeared in between her asscheeks and was pushing them apart.

Shifting his hips to make the fat, purple crown of his fuckmast move up through Laila’s butt cleavage, Dareios grunted with satisfaction when he felt it come upon her gaping asshole, and the sound of his dark, guttural groan caused Laila to moan lustfully and shoot him an awed glance that began to become unfocused as soon as Dareios **** his hips forwards at a slow but firm pace. To the accompaniment of a wet sucking noise, the whole of Dareios’ flared, precum-coated cockend was suddenly swallowed up inside Laila’s ass, and the pleasure that she derived from this was intense enough to leave her on the verge of passing out.

Relaxing as best she could, Laila could feel what seemed like every muscle in her body tense up on their own initiative as Dareios began to move his hips back and forth, the handsome stud now working his cock deeper into Laila’s anal tunnel.

A few more inches of vein-corded fuckmeat made it past her radically distended cinnamon ring, and Laila was left with nothing else to do but to close her eyes and release a silent scream, her long legs going stiff around Dareios’ waist as girlcum came gushing out around the dildo that remained buried inside her quivering honeybox.

While Laila was busy enjoying another immensely powerful anal orgasm, Dareios made the curvaceous brunette start screaming for real by really beginning to move his hips, maintaining his tight grasp of her waist as he rammed his way back and forth to hammer his cock balls-deep past Laila’s bunghole, releasing a particularly thick blast of prejizz as he bottomed out in her rectum.

Barely had the whole length of Dareios’ mammoth member spent a few seconds throbbing against the walls of Laila’s anal cavity before he’d begun to pull back again, his beefy nuts swinging between his legs as a result of the speed with which he was moving.

Laila’s legs were trembling uncontrollably and her juices bursting out of her snatch to spatter against Dareios’ hard stomach as he plunged forwards again, the sharp sound of his heavy testes smacking against the top of the orgasming vixen’s heart-shaped booty booming against the walls of the small room and served as a bass note against Laila’s ecstatic cries.

Reaching out blindly with both hands, Laila found the edge of the table and grabbed hold of it, her knuckles quickly turning white from how tightly she was holding on as her voluptuous, scantily clad body was rocked by Dareios’ thrusts.

The assfuck itself was relatively short, at least by Dareios’ standards, and was delivered at a breakneck pace all the way through, as a testament to the fact that the big-dicked knew that they were short on time. As his passionate taking of Laila’s luscious ass came to an end with one final mighty shove of his hips and a torrential outpouring of jizz that was rocketed deep into her ass in thick waves, Dareios leaned in over the squirting babe and placed his lips against hers, allowing them to share a hungry kiss as they shared a particularly potent orgasm.

When they came down from their joint orgasmic high, Laila and Dareios ended the kiss, with her letting out an excited gasp when he lowered her back onto the table and began extracting his schlong from her anal canal. As his cockhead exited Laila’s ass to the soundtrack of an obscene noise and an instinctive whine from her, one final jet of cum cleared Dareios’ pisshole and went surging straight forwards to smack point-blank against her bubble butt and scatter itself in a line about three inches long that spanned her ass cleavage, the impact transforming her whine into another lively shriek.

“Dareios…” Laila gasped, with a tired voice, before he made her moan again by grabbing hold of the base of the dildo and began to pull it out of her pink pussy.

“Now, we can’t have you walking around leaking my cum all over town, can we?” Dareios asked rhetorically, while rubbing the dildo’s business-end against Laila’s anus, “Particularly not if you’re going to come with us to visit some blue-blooded slut.”

“No… yes!” Laila shrieked as Dareios stabbed the dildo past her bunghole, burying it inside her in one swift motion and making her squirt again, her clear ejaculate gluing itself to his right hand and forearm.

“Then we’re agreed. I think,” Dareios said, pulling Laila onto her feet and allowing her to lean against him for some much-needed support.

“Ready to get going?” Dareios’ question was met with a tentative nod of Laila’s head.

“Good,” Dareios scanned his body, noting how much of his stomach and chest had been coated with her girlcum, “though I really should have you lick me clean first.”