Dareios tames his three sexy sluts

“Well, it doesn’t look like I’ve got anyone to talk to anyway,” Dareios shot back with a grin as he watched how Laila had filled her gob with his cockhead and Namaria and Zuleica were both having their lips wrapped round his balls.

Laila said nothing, since that would have required her to slip Dareios’ cockend out of her mouth, but instead offered him a dirty, horny look while plunging her head deeper onto his dick, her eyelashes fluttering and her nostrils flaring at his schlong being dragged across her tongue and poke against the entrance to her gullet, which was as far up as she could get it without either breaking her neck or letting its trunk slip from between her huge boobs, neither of which were options that she was willing to go through with.

Having three busty, sexy sluts worshipping his cock and balls as he stood perfectly still and enjoyed the bright sunshine of a perfect clear day made Dareios say a short, silent prayer of thanks to Teitum, one that he wrapped up just as Laila slowly slipping his cockhead back over her tongue caused him to groan and let loose a jet of precum so voluminous that her cheeks billowed out for a brief moment.

Most of the clear fluid disappeared down Laila’s throat, but the amount of it combined with her desire to savour it before swallowing meant that a fair portion of it trickled past her lips to run down her chin and either connect itself to the trunk of Dareios’ schlong or fall down onto her exposed tits, splattering against the two massive orbs and disappearing into her cleavage while it mixed with the scented tanning oil that her bust was already coated with.

Catching in the corner of her eye how fat dollops of precum were raining down on Laila’s breasts, Zuleica spat Dareios’ testis out of her gob and drove her head into the narrow gap formed between Laila’s tits and head on the one side and Dareios’ thighs and stomach on the other, sighing hornily before beginning to lap up Dareios’ prejizz off of the sides of Laila’s bulging boobs.

Moaning into Laila’s firm titflesh each time that heavy drops of Dareios’ precum rained down into her hair, Zuleica could hear Laila’s breathing getting heavier and more pronounced as she continued bobbing her head up and down on Dareios’ cock, which was still sticking straight up out of the narrow gap between her fantabulous knockers.

While continuing to run her tongue back and forth across the soft, smooth surface of one of Laila’s massive tits, Zuleica slipped one hand in between the brunette warrioress’ legs and made her moan round Dareios’ fuckpiece by burying two slender fingers inside her soaking wet honeypot.

Laila’s moans grew louder and more intense, with long bursts of her warm breath washing over Dareios’ cockhead, having the effect on him of making him groan and release another ample discharge of precum directly into her maw, in the form of several thick jets of the transparent stuff that burst out of his pisshole to wash over her tongue and smack against the back of her throat before splashing around inside her mouth as the amount of it grew larger and larger.

Realising that she wasn’t capable of dealing with such a large volume of thick prejizz in her maw while Zuleica was playing with her pussy in such an expert fashion, the dark-haired dancer was currently finger-fucking her with four digits while rubbing her thumb against her clit, Laila pulled back. Thanks to how quickly she closed her mouth when the plump business-end of Dareios’ dick slipped out of it, only a small amount of precum would escape it to go pouring down her chin and fall onto her tits, particularly since she stopped leaning her neck forwards and instead turned towards Zuleica.

Zuleica and Laila shared a brief look of raw lust, then they both closed their eyes tight as their lips met and Laila opened her mouth, letting Dareios’ precum flow into Zuleica’s eagerly waiting gob. The two oil-covered, lust-crazed, top-heavy women kept up their ferocious kissing for quite some time, continuing to swap Dareios’ prejizz back and forth between them until it was increasingly thinned-out by their own saliva and while more and more of it was swallowed down into their bellies.

“Hey, what the…” Laila let out when she broke off the kiss and found that Namaria was leaning her head in front of her face, the dark-skinned dancer’s lips now wrapped tightly around Dareios’ cock as she took it as deep down her throat as she could get it before Laila’s tits got in the way of her descent.

“Shut up and kiss me again, you sexy slut!” Zuleica interrupted Laila, driving her head forwards and catching the voluptuous brunette in another fiery kiss while simultaneously stepping up the pace at which she was pumping her fingers in and out of her juicing slit.

Where he was standing, towering over three incredibly sexy women who were crowded in front of his cock to form a writhing mass of generous curves and huge tits, Dareios still didn’t feel the need to say anything. With Zuleica and Laila fencing tongues and cupping and fondling each lustily while Namaria was leaning her neck forwards at a radical angle to allow her to keep fucking her own face on his cock and continuously gulping down the jets and gushers of prejizz that were pumped up through his cumhole, anything that he said would just interrupt the fun at this particular moment.

However, even as she continued kissing Zuleica, a sinister plot was forming in the back of Laila’s mind. While it was great fun and pretty fucking hot to be kissing a gorgeous, chesty slut like Zuleica in such a passionate manner, the two of them had long since swallowed down the last of Dareios’ release of precum, and both the taste of it and of his cock had faded from her mouth.

To that end, she reached out with her left hand and used her detailed knowledge of the female anatomy to quickly get two digits in between Namaria’s buttocks, and while she maintained her lip-lock with Zuleica, she could hear Namaria starting to moan around Dareios’ schlong.

Pumping and snaking her wrist around, Laila treated Namaria’s tightest hole to a fingering that was fast and raw, with her fingers easily moving in and out of the already dramatically widened orifice, and which continued at the same pace until Namaria groaned hard on Dareios’ member and started to tremble violently while clear ejaculate gushed freely from her pink quim and washed down her thighs.

Moving quickly, Laila slipped her fingers out of Namaria’s bunghole and used both hands to pull her head off Dareios’ cock, but just as she was about to take it inside her mouth, she became aware of Zuleica extracting her fingers from her honeypot and catching her clit between her thumb and her pinkie.

“Fuck!” Laila cried out as Zuleica made her cum, and now two of the women on their knees in front of Dareios were orgasming hard.

“It’s every slut for herself!” Zuleica cried out triumphantly, before silencing herself on Dareios’ fuckmast, greedily slurping down his precum in such a way that it caused several long plumes of it to erupt into her hungry maw.

“You sneaky, deviant slut…” Laila’s muttering came as her orgasm had faded away.

“Says the one who fingered my ass to get me to let go of that delicious monstercock,” Namaria immediately cut in, and both she and Laila were sporting expressions that were hard to decipher, leaving Dareios uncertain of whether or not they were pissed off at each other for real.

In either case, he decided, it was probably best that he stepped in to take charge before things turned ugly, and he did so by placing both hands on Zuleica’s head, stopping her from plunging it further down onto his dick.

“If you sluts can’t play nice,” Dareios began, in a stern and determined tone, “then I’ll just have to take charge.”

With that, he pulled back, extracting his cock from between Laila’s tits and causing his cockend to leave Zuleica’s mouth while she puckered up her lips and tried to catch it, only to find that she couldn’t escape his firm grasp of her head.

“Now,” Dareios said as he took a long step back from the three women, all of whom were eyeing his cock with lust burning in their eyes, “I want all three of you on that, tits down and asses up!”

As one, Zuleica, Namaria and Laila all turned their heads towards the divan that Dareios was pointing at, and which was placed on opposite ends of the small table from the simple wooden couch that was also placed on the terrace.

Doing as Dareios ordered him, the three naked, horny minxes helped each other up and walked at an even pace the few feet over to the divan, where they followed his instructions to the letter by getting down on their knees in front of it and leaning forwards until their huge, round tits had almost connected with its fabric-covered and thinly padded surface.

Dareios stood behind them, a grin on his face and one hand on his steel-hard cock as he treasured the sight of them lined up like that, his gaze going left to right over first Zuleica’s, then Namaria’s, then Laila’s juicy behinds, with all of them having thrust their asses up in such a way that their pink, wet pussies were exposed underneath their full, rounded buttocks.

Trying to remember which one of them that had gone the longest without being assfucked by him, the fact that Dareios had just spent several hours fucking Zoelle’s pussy and ass meant that he had a very hard time remembering which one it had been, and after a few seconds he simply shrugged his shoulders and walked up behind Zuleica.

“What you girls have to understand,” Dareios began to explain as he leaned forwards over Zuleica’s sexy body and lined his cock up against her gaping, glistening cinnamon ring, “is that there is enough of me to keep all three of you satisfied without any fighting being necessary.”

To begin proving his point, Dareios sank the massively thick crown of his cock past Zuleica’s anus, making her cry out with excitement as his fuckpiece was rapidly pushed deeper and deeper into her anal tunnel. Placing his hands on her teeny waist, Dareios held Zuleica in place and assfucked her with fast, powerful downward thrusts of his hips, pumping several long ropes of precum into her bowels while Laila and Namaria watched him plough her delectable booty.

Zuleica didn’t last very long, letting out an ecstatic shriek as girlcum exploded out of her snatch to splatter onto the terrace floor and the side of the divan while her elbows and forearms bounced around on the its seat and her huge boobs swayed back and forth in the air.

Seeing, hearing and feeling Zuleica succumbing to a powerful anal orgasm, Dareios made a loud sucking noise ring across the neighbourhood as he extracted his cock from her tightest hole and instead moved in behind Namaria.

“Fuck me, stud,” Namaria gasped out, her voice reflecting the awe that was apparent in the expression with which she was looking back at him over her right shoulder.
Saying nothing in return, Dareios placed his cockhead against the black babe’s ringpiece and thrust his hips downwards and forwards, impaling her ass with more than twelve inches of hard, throbbing cockmeat in one single shove.

“Gods yes!” Namaria cried out after Dareios had treated her to half a dozen thrusts similar to that first one, and her pussy went pop, causing her honey to rain onto the divan, onto the floor, and onto both her and Dareios’ legs.

With Zuleica only just beginning to come down from her orgasmic high to his left, Dareios pulled his cock out of Namaria’s distended asshole and stepped in behind Laila.

“I guess you know what’s coming?” He asked her with a naughty grin while rubbing the purple crown of his cock against her ass.

Biting her lip and looking about as excited and happy as he’d ever seen any woman, Laila dug her teeth into her lip and gave him a faint nod of her head. Her chin was still leading the way downwards in that nod when Dareios buried his cock inside her ass.

“I hope you three get my point,” Dareios spoke through gritted teeth while giving Laila the same treatment that he’d already given Zuleica by pounding her peachy ass in a series of hard, rapid thrusts, pulling back up until the business-end of his powerfully throbbing fuckpiece was almost the only part of it that remained inside her ass, then pushing down until his belly smacked against her asscheeks and her body was pushed tighter against the divan.

Laila certainly seemed to grasp the point that Dareios was trying to make, climaxing hard and starting to tremble against the divan as his dick came thundering into her anal passage once more.

Pulling out of Laila’s bung, Dareios walked past Namaria and once again placed his cockhead against Zuleica’s asshole, saying nothing this time around but simply stabbing his fuckmast back inside her tightest hole.

Some time later.

Downstairs in Zuleica’s and Namaria’s dressing room, Zoelle was admiring herself in the full length mirror. She was vaguely aware that she was probably running late.

It had taken her quite some time to wash herself clean of Dareios’ cum, particularly since she was unwilling to wipe or wash it off when she could scoop it up with her fingers and suck it down her throat and into her belly. Once she’d gotten herself clean and had left the bathroom, she’d been further delayed as she had ended up looking out onto the terrace from the drawing room. She’d had showed enough self-discipline to not get herself involved in the action, but as she’d observed Dareios alternating between fucking Zuleica, Namaria and Laila, she’d played with herself, caressing her stiff nipples with one hand and using the other to switch back and forth between fingering her wet pussy and her needy ringpiece.

Finally, after squirting all over the already messy couch, Zoelle had made it downstairs and had stepped into her friends’ spacious dressing room. It was well-stocked with slutty, revealing outfits, and since she’d misplaced the clothes she’d worn when she’d first met Dareios the previous night, she didn’t see any issue with borrowing some of theirs.

She’d started out by stepping into a pair of white stripper heels that made her appear even taller than she already was, and had slipped on a pink dress that hugged her curvy frame and which had a V-shaped neckline than plunged all the way down to her navel, while its hemline was located less than an inch below her honeypot. Having considered putting on a thong, Zoelle had decided against it, since not wearing one would make it easier for her to tease Dareios while saying goodbye to him. Besides, she thought, if she had worn one, Namaria would just have made sure to stuff it up her slit before letting her leave.

“Hmm, maybe I should wear one after all…” Zoelle purred, forming her lips into a naughty smile while eyeing the large, sturdy chest of drawers that she knew contained Zuleica’s and Namaria’s combined collection of thongs, g-strings and other forms of skimpy underwear.

Giggling and shaking her head, Zoelle sauntered out of the dressing and climbed back up the stairs, intending to say goodbye to her friends and letting them know how eager she was to see them again that same evening.

When she got to the door from the drawing room to the terrace, she stopped dead in her tracks and let slip a long, aroused moan at the sight that greeted her.

Laila was resting on the wooden couch, her legs spread wide apart to reveal streams of thick cum flowing slowly out of her pussy and anus and her face sporting a sleepy yet deeply satisfied expression. Since Zoelle had last seen her, Laila looked to have changed outfits, swapping her purple top and mini-loincloth for a hip-hugging, strapless dress made from a glossy white material and which covered her body from her tits down to just above her crotch, making it an ideal dress for a slutty vixen like her, though she had kept on her stockings. Next to her in the couch laid Namaria, sporting a similar expression and wearing an almost identical white dress.

For a second or so, Zoelle wondered where they’d gotten those dresses from when they’d been naked the last time she saw them and she’d been in the dressing room the whole time since then. But then she spotted how the material from which the “dresses” were made slowly slithering down their voluptuous forms as they remained slumped on the couch, and another horny moan flowed past her lips when she realized that both women had been liberally decorated with Dareios’ thick spunk.

As for Zuleica, she was on the divan. Or rather her head, shoulders and elbows were, since the rest of her was sticking up into the air, supported in that position by Dareios’ strong hands on her back as he stood towering over her, one foot on the divan and the other on the floor as he kept on pumping his dick down into her ass while the forces of gravity meant that her own girlcum was pouring and squirting out of her convulsing honeybox to flow down over her stomach and onto her tits, mixing with the jizz, sweat and oil with which she was already covered.

Captivated by the spectacle of Zuleica receiving such an intense assfucking, Zoelle lingered in the doorway for quite some time, her left hand clutching the bottom of her dress and tugging it upwards to allow her right one to start playing with her snatch, from which fat dollops of her juices fell onto the floor.

Then, Dareios spotted her, pulled his dick out of Zuleica’s ass and eased her back down onto the divan before turning towards Zoelle. She could see a thin smile forming on his lips, then his sixteen-inch cock expanded visibly and a whooshing noise was heard as a colossal amount of spunk shot out of his cumslit and cut its way through the air.

Bracing herself as best she could for the impact, Zoelle let out a horny groan when all that hot jizz was splattered against her face and cleavage and the front of her dress, and the **** of it sent her stumbling back into the drawing room. Blinded, she toppled over the couch and fell into it, ignorant of the fact that Dareios had aimed his cock towards a prone and panting Zuleica.