Getting to Sofia’s back-door

Selan felt extremely conspicuous as he walked through Greyrock stark naked and with the mayor’s sexy wife handling his erect cock. Looking past his shoulder at Syla, who was almost as naked as he and carrying their possessions in front of her, and locked eyes with cum-glazed elf, who responded by baring her teeth in a dirty smile and having fat dollops of his jizz fall off her body through how she shook her head at him to suggest that she was as stumped by Sofia’s sudden appearance and shamelessly slutty behaviour as he was.

Looking back in front of him again, Selan gasped hard as the feel of Sofia’s hand travelling back across his stiff fuckpiece caused a rich gush of precum to flow forth from his pisshole and shot out in front of his vividly purple cockhead before smacking down onto the ground.

Sofia had let out a long, sultry sigh at the sight of Selan’s clear precum cutting through the air in a wide arc, and was soon jerking his cock ever so slowly as they continued to stroll towards her house.

“Uhhh… Mrs. Lock…” Selan began, just as one of the prettier of Greyrock’s young female inhabitants, a curvaceous redhead named Rebecca, stepped out from a side-street and stopped dead in her tracks as soon as she laid eyes upon the scandalous procession that was making its way through town, her mouth agape as her gaze became firmly fixed on Selan’s fuckpiece as it throbbed against Sofia’s grip, “what about your husband?”

“I’m married to a man I don’t love, who doesn’t love me, and who couldn’t care less about whether or not I absolutely hate his guts, so long as I look young and pretty and don’t cause any scenes,” Sofia explained, a sudden twang of bitterness disturbing the natural sultriness of her voice, while Syla managed to balance her and Selan’s stuff on one of her arms for just long enough that she could blow the stunned and wide-eyed Rebecca a kiss, “I’m done with this town, and I think that you are too…”

“Right,” Selan replied.

“In fact, from what I’ve heard, the men in this town have never liked you, always imagining that you’re going to steal their wives and deflower their daughters,” Sofia continued on, as more of his precum burst out into the open and whirled its way in front of them, “Isn’t that right?”

“I guess…” Selan answered, instantly recognizing how correct Sofia was in her observations. The male population of Greyrock, from the mayor down to just about everyone else, had never accepted Selan, and he’d always suspected that it was because they were afraid of his mother that they’d mostly treated him with passive hostility.

“So fucking the mayor’s wife should be a nice ‘Fuck you’ to the whole lot of them then,” Sofia concluded, in a cheerful and cheeky tone.

Nodding his head and smiling at Sofia’s words, Selan had to admit to himself that he was actually extremely turned-on by her brazen behaviour, and felt it quite fitting that he should scandalize the whole town before leaving it behind, hopefully for good.

“Particularly after what you’re supposed to have done yesterday…” Sofia said as they turned a corner and stepped onto the street leading up to the mayor’s home, which was now in sight, “Is it true that you took that girl Hellen and pumped her pussy full of cum right in her grandfather’s store?”

Unleashing another high-powered jet of precum as Sofia’s words conjured up an image of Hellen climaxing hard whilst impaled on his cock, Selan nodded his head again.

“Mmmmmm, you should have fucked her ass too,” Sofia offered Selan as a piece of advice, her voice becoming particularly nasty and naughty and the steady pumping of her right wrist ensuring that the small front garden to the mayoral residence was bombard with a few wayward bolts of precum, “There’s nothing I love more than having a big dick rammed into my ass… and yours is as big as any I’ve ever seen.”

By now they’d reached the front door, and as Sofia used her free hand to reach out and grab hold of the door-handle, Selan reached in behind her with one of his hand and got a first feel of her juicy posterior as he guided his fingers in underneath the hemline of her skimpy red dress.

Suddenly, Selan managed to pull his cock free of Sofia’s grasp once she had loosened it in response to his excited fondling of her ass, and he followed up on that by slipping in behind her and using both hands to lift up the back of her dress, thus baring her gorgeous heart-shaped ass.

A long moan flowed out of Sofia’s gasp as she leaned forwards and spread her legs a little while Selan steered his cock in between her buttocks, placing it so that its meaty crown was pointing straight up and using his hands to push her asscheeks in closer around it, after which he started to thrust his hips up and down.

“Then maybe I should fuck your ass right here and now,” Selan said to a Sofia who was gasping and trembling from having her buttocks hug his gargantuan fuckmast.

“If you wait just a little bit longer, I’ve got an even better idea,” Syla cut in as she came up behind the two of them.

“You do, eh?” Selan spoke whilst looking back past his shoulder at Syla, and her nodding her head was enough for him to place his right hand on Sofia’s and yank the door-handle down so that the door was suddenly pushed open.

After she and Selan had stumbled into her hallway, Sofia found herself backed up against the wall, her legs spread and Selan standing between them, his cock pressing against her stomach so that the steady flow of precum from it was soaking the front of her low-cut dress, and his tongue invading her mouth as he swept her up into a passionate kiss.

“Come on stud,” Syla told Selan once she’d dumped their clothes and her armour in the hall, “the living room looks nice.”

As soon as Selan broke his lip-lock with Sofia though, Syla was beside him, driving her head in closer to Sofia’s as she seized the opportunity to kiss the other woman, leading to the three of them writhing against each other as Selan enjoyed the sight of the two women wrestling tongues, with the sound of their gagged moans of lust also doing its part in increasing the speed with which his precum streamed out to soak the front of Sofia’s dress.

“Care for any refreshments?” Sofia managed to breathe out, once she’d been brought along into her own parlour by Selan, leaning against him and having had her huge boobs spill out of her dress, while Syla walked a few paces in front of them.

“Hmm,” Having spotted the drinks-cabinet and sauntered over, Syla bit her lip whilst examining the various bottles that were lined up inside it, before her face suddenly lit up as she let out an eager “This one!” whilst pulling out a bottle which contained a purple liquid that looked to Selan like it was some sort of liqueur or wine.

“Yes, I was hoping that you’d find that one,” Sofia purred out as Syla placed the bottle on a nearby table and fetched three glasses from the cabinet.

“Selan, the couch table...” Syla began, whilst pouring them their drinks, “I want that slut on top of it, her juicy ass pointing up behind her…”

First kissing Sofia again, Selan then set out to do Syla’s bidding, with Sofia being extremely compliant as he got her onto her knees on the table, which creaked and moaned but managed to support her weight as he pushed her back down until her tits were brushing against the table and her ass was sticking up behind her, the smallness of her dress meaning that her new position left her pussy and ass completely exposed.

Selan didn’t need to be told what to do next, but quickly got down on his knees behind Sofia, took a firm hold of her buttocks and pried them apart, before leaning in and letting his tongue lash against her puckered ringpiece.

“Selan!” Sofia cried out as his tongue snaked its way through her rosebud, her arms twitching as she tried to use them to support herself and juices starting to flow freely from her already drenched honeypot as the sensations brought on by what Selan was doing meant that she was suddenly extremely close to climaxing.

“Oh fuck!” Sofia’s ecstatic shriek came as Syla was making her way over to the couch table, bringing with her a small tray with three filled glasses on it, and it was followed by her unleashing a volatile flurry of girlcum which cascaded down onto the smooth wooden surface of the table, her cheeks suddenly glowing bright red and her eyes having turned into tight little slits as her exclamation was turned into a guttural, wholly incomprehensible scream of raw sexual fulfilment.

Feeling Syla press her body against his, Selan slipped his tongue out of Sofia’s ass and turned his head to meet the surreally beautiful elf in a warm and messy kiss, a soft chuckle coming from him moments later when she drove her head in between Sofia’s asscheeks and started reaming her asshole, quickly getting her to the verge of another orgasm through the nimble movement of her tongue before pulling back and ignoring Sofia’s disappointed moan as she kissed Selan again.

Sofia was soon unleashing another cry of orgasmic bliss though as Selan took over where Syla had left out, rapidly working his tongue until Sofia’s voluptuous frame was rocked by another momentously powerful orgasm, her juices gushing out onto the table below her and streaming down her legs, with some of the clear fluid shooting straight out to smack against the already soaked fabric of her dress.

Handing Selan a glass while Sofia’s orgasm was slowly dying down, Syla then took one for herself and raised it at him, telling him “Cheers,” before downing the purple contents of it in one go. Selan then followed her lead and did the same.