King wants Kayla to take a taste

"I would," said King. "It only seems fair that our fair maiden here -- Kayla, is that right? -- should sample the product as well."

Kayla smiled, still acutely aware of herself, but beginning to find some pleasure in the situation. When she thought about it, standing naked in front of strangers and in front of Wyatt all seemed like a terrible idea ... but then she tried to let go of her thoughts and just enjoy the moment.

She bit her lip and then spoke. "I would like that, Mr. King. I would like a taste, please." Maybe, she thought, a little champagne would take the edge off and she would have an easier time relaxing.

"This time, I would like to pour," said Queen. She looked at King, who gave her a nod of approval.

Queen stood and approached Wyatt and Kayla. Wyatt handed her the bottle.

"Should I ... bend down?" he said awkwardly. "Or get on my knees? I'm a bit taller than you are."

Queen laughed. "No, dear. You're fine." She turned to Kayla. "But you might need to get a bit lower.

Kayla was already relatively short, but she tried crouching a bit, unsure what Queen meant.

Queen giggled again. "I think getting on your knees would be best, don't you, King?"

"Yes, yes." King shifted in his seat to get a better look.

Kayla lowered herself to her knees. Despite having been standing in the banquet hall naked for a while now -- and being with Wyatt (also naked), it wasn't until she was on her knees in front of him that she realized what was likely going to happen here. They hadn't said the words yet, but Kayla's heart began to race as she imagined King and Queen asking her to lick champagne off Wyatt's cock.

Queen held the bottle up. "I think you'd best stand still," she said to Wyatt. "And prepare yourself -- the champagne is cold."

Wyatt took a deep breath. Kayla knelt on the floor in front of him. If she had wanted to, on her own instincts, she could have easily taken Wyatt's dick into her mouth. Instead, she just sat back on her heels watching.

"And you," Queen said to Kayla, "you should probably also prepare yourself. We don't want to waste champagne. I hope you can drink most of what I pour."

Kayla wasn't entirely sure what Queen meant by that, but she didn't have long to figure it out. Queen lifted the bottle into the air, over Wyatt's head, and began to tilt it over. Soon champagne came flowing out of the bottle and landed on Wyatt's chest, dribbling down his body.

"Drink!" said King enthusiastically. "Drink it all!"

Kayla quickly became more attentive. She put her hands on Wyatt's legs, and pushed her face to his body, trying to lap up the champagne as it spilled down his front. She was licking his leg, mostly, but started moving upward toward his hips.

The feeling of the champagne flowing down and Kayla's tongue moving up certainly brought some different sensations to Wyatt. The liquid was cold, Kayla was warm. Her tongue was very close to his dick. He wasn't sure how the game was supposed to go, but it definitely seemed like "drinking" the champagne from his cock was either intentional or inevitable. Either way, Kayla was going to have to alter her movements.

"Kay," whispered Wyatt. He held his cock in his hand. As Kayla looked up to him, he pushed the end of his dick onto her lips. At first, Kayla was shocked, but she soon opened her mouth and, like Wyatt, realized that this was no time to play coy.

Queen continued to pour the champagne across Wyatt's body. Kayla, now with a renewed energy and sense of purpose, took Wyatt's cock in her mouth. She had imagined what blowing him might be like, but she never figured it would be in public and as entertainment to strangers. And with champagne everywhere.

She licked him, sucked him, and did what she could to take as much of the champagne into her mouth as possible. Queen kept pouring, more and more. King applauded. "Yes, yes!"

Kayla soon abandoned the pursuit of the champagne, and worked more diligently at giving Wyatt a blowjob. She ran her tongue along the length of his dick, teasing the head, licking the tip, rubbing his cock against her lips.

Wyatt thrust his hips into Kayla's face as she sucked him. He pumped toward her, his cock hardening inside her mouth. She opened her lips partway, allowing some of the champagne to continue trickling into her mouth. She enjoyed the combined taste of champagne and Wyatt's dick, and whether it was the ****, the environment, or just the wildness of the night, she began to think that this was the only way that anyone should ever have a blowjob -- publicly, and at the behest of a strange woman who called herself Queen.

"I think I should like a taste," said Queen hopefully. "We can't give all the product to these children."

King stood and took the champagne bottle. Queen knelt down next to Kayla.

"Do you mind sharing?"

Kayla pulled Wyatt's cock from her mouth and held it out to Queen, who took it in her hand. King began to pour champagne across Wyatt's chest, allowing it to run freely down his abdomen. Queen extended her tongue and rested Wyatt's dick on it. Some of the champagne pooled there, and Queen licked it away from Wyatt, swallowing. She returned her tongue to him, licked him again, sucked off more champagne, and then simply impaled her mouth onto his cock.

She sucked him hard, the tension of her mouth pulling on him. She was aggressive with her lips (and a little bit with her teeth). After a bit, she released him, and Wyatt took a deep breath to recover.

Kayla took hold of Wyatt's dick. "My turn again?"

Queen smiled. "Share and share alike, my dear."

The two women took turns on Wyatt, each taking him into their mouth for a few moments and then switching. Kayla ducked her head underneath and toyed with Wyatt's balls. Queen gripped his ass as she pulled his cock toward her and deeper into her throat.

"This bottle is empty," said King, dropping the bottle on the table and picking up another. "And besides, I think it's high time I tasted some of this fine nectar."