What Is This Place?

Lois asked the question aloud. Angelica took the glass from her hands. The reporter didn't try to resist, only stared in mute fascination as the glass was held before the still-erect dick and refilled, shot after creamy shot churned out of the penis. For a moment, she wondered if it might be a fake...a prosthetic...an element of the atmosphere of the bar, with a hidden pump and reservoir, a strap-on worn just to add that bit of excitement and titillation...

"In the epic of Gilgamesh," Angelica said, with barely audible grunts. "He descended to the underworld. There was a tavern there run by a woman named Siduri—all the bartenders in ancient Sumer were women, who brewed and sold beer—and she provided him with a small wisdom. To enjoy life." She set the creamy drink before Lois on the bartop. The reporter resisted the urge to reach for it immediately.

"Think of the Black Door as a—franchise of that original establishment." That half-smile flitted across the bartender's face. "A place for women to discover themselves, and experience something of life."

Lois let her fingers play along the glass.

"Then why the secrecy? Why the topless waitresses and the heat?" The reporter asked.

"Small minds," the bartender said. "And loose lips. I like to...personally vet each of the patrons of this establishment. They need to want to be here. Like you." She winked. "As for the heat—it makes the waitresses more comfortable; the toplessness is tradition, how they did things in old Sumer."

Lois picked up the glass. Brought it up to her nose, like she would to sample the bouquet on a glass of wine. Breathed it in. The thick, jock-strap scent. She'd never seen this much in person before. Most men were good for a couple splatters, not even enough to fill a shot glass. The amount in her glass would be the week's output for a healthy wanker.

She brought it to her lips and tilted the glass. Let it slide into her mouth. She didn't really enjoy the taste, she realized. Yet it set all of her mouth to tingle, as she sucked it down.

"And why...that?" Lois said, as she set the empty glass back down. Lois pointed at Angelica's still-hard erection.

"Oh, this old thing...want to see a trick?" Angelica did not wait for Lois to respond, but grabbed her hair and held it to her right, turned so that Lois could see her in profile, the proud penis jutted out from beneath her black skirt obscenely. The bartender bent forward—Lois could count her ribs as they strained against the skin, the line of vertebrae down her back—and with her free hand angled the penis toward her lips.

At first, Lois thought she was going to shoot into her own mouth, but the head continued to descend and the reporter, despite herself, became intrigued at the level of flexibility. She saw Angelica's lips brush the tip of her cock. The bartender rotated her head, to smear precum all over her lips. Then the wide mouth opened, and out slipped a tongue, dark purple and long enough that the tip curled around the bottom of her chin.

Lois felt herself get wet as the long tongue lapped around the dark head of the cock...then literally wrapped around it, right below the head. "No way," the reporter said under her breath, as she watched the autofellatio, "no fucking way..." Yet she watched the tongue begin to slide up and down, to jerk off the first few inches of that big cock.

Time and space seemed to narrow for Lois, who forgot the sounds and sights of the bar. There was only the carnal display before her. The rhythmic pump of tongue on dick. She could feel the juices leak from her, until she sat in a small puddle on the leather barstool.

When Angelica came, it wasn't like before. No individual splurts. This was a single long steady stream of liquid white that disappeared into those lips. It didn't last forever...lasted hardly long enough for Lois to be sure it had happened, as the tongue retracted and the bartender straightened in one single move. She turned to Lois and leaned across the bar, mouth closed, nipples brushed the wooden bar top, but her eyes twinkled.

Angelica Blaze opened her mouth, and revealed the pool of white cum on her tongue.