Bliss lives up to her name

Stepan couldn?t believe the ease with which his massive log of manmeat was sawing in and out of Bliss?s velvety asshole. It took him all his fortitude to keep his eyes from rolling to the top of their sockets in pleasure, but he was determined to keep the horny vixen that he was currently banging fixed in his view, savouring every moment. He had gone from the secure knowledge that no woman that looked anything like this would ever want anything to do with him, straight into his most delusional fantasy: assfucking a glamorous blonde poledancer in her own place of work. He really would have to get the priestesses something nice to say thank-you. Mind you, they would probably only ask for him to fuck them.

Bliss had her arms holding on tightly to the bar in front of her, her divine posterior sticking out and her back straight in a horizontal position. Her tight, tiny jacket clung to her shoulders and arms but most of her supple, discreetly muscular back was exposed, and Stepan could see a black tattoo sitting atop the small of her back and blossoming outwards on the honeyed skin.

Below this, Bliss?s perfect rump quivered with each stroke he took, the golden glutes rippling as he pumped her asshole, despite the taut muscularity of the shapely buttocks. The lowermost curves of Bliss?s asscheeks were still encased in the skintight black leather of her lowriders, the material clinging to the smooth, round contours of her exceptional butt. The same went for her legs, the skintight leather sticking to every succulent curves of her divine pins, perched on her black high heels. Between the place where the highest edge of Bliss?s trousers clung to the middle of her bouncing buttocks, Stepan?s cock protruded obscenely from her hugely distended asshole, the veined log of meat intruding into the puckered ring of her sphincter as he reamed her anal canal.

Bliss was still screaming ecstatically, which was hardly surprising given her predilection for being fucked in the ass. In front of her, on the bar, Damon was ploughing Faye, whose juicing pussy was squirting guttering streaks of girlcum inbetween their two bodies as the warrior fucked her quim with his two-foot shaft.

?That thing?s two feet long!? Bliss gasped, her mind boggling at what she was seeing in front of her.

?So?s the one that?s fucking you in the ass, honey,? said Faye, smiling as she watched the Dancer?s astonished reaction, looking back over her shoulder with her eyes wide with shock as Stepan continued to fuck her. Looking back, Bliss caught sight of how her peachy buttocks were splayed apart and saw the monstrous, tumescent rod spearing into her. At this, she caught Stepan?s eyes, pushed her lips together and gave him a sultry look.

That was enough for the inexperienced Stepan, who withdrew his dick, causing Bliss to moan as her anal passage sprang back into form. The leather-clad dancer span around so that she was facing Stepan, resting balanced on her haunches, her back pressed against the wooden material of the bar behind her.

Stepan aimed his dick at her, and Bliss suddenly knew what it was like to stare down the barrel of a meaty, arm-thick cum-cannon as it was pumped by the stableboy?s determined hands. She licked her lips.

With a howl, Stepan came, and expelled a juddering series of sticky bolts of cum directly at Bliss. The gooey pellets spurted from his pisshole with alarming velocity, each of them thick and creamy golf-ball sized nuggets of jizz, spewing out and discharging messily over the stripper. Bliss squealed in delight at being caught in the hot, sticky shower of cum, feeling the thick pellets of semen splatter her body, and Stepan continued to blast her with messy wads of thick semen until he noticed that he was actually pasting her to the bar behind her.

As the **** of his orgasm died down, everyone in the room was dumbfounded, as it became clear that Bliss had been plastered to the bar, her arms, torso, hair and jacket all glued to the wood behind her, only her tight leather trousers having escaped a complete soaking. Not only this, try as she might, the busty dancer could not move any of her body, the gluey cum so sticky that she couldn?t extract herself.

Stepan bit his lip, in the awed silence that reigned in the room, wondering how Bliss would take it.