Sapphire

With less than half an hour having gone past since they first became aware of one another’s existence, Gorluc and Ormod were both gritting their teeth on one side of Zalah each, the trunks of their cocks being pressed together as they rose up to be lodged deep within her obscenely extended anus.
The utter stuffing of her asshole by the two thick rods of firm cock-meat was enough to cause a delighted whimper to roll over Zalah’s lips, the dick-crazed man-eater feeling a rope of her saliva rope its way down her chin to dangle in front of her throat.

By now, though Zalah was far too occupied trashing around against Ormod and Gorluc as they pummelled her ass with their hips and sent their members thrusting up into her distended asshole to notice how a woman had descended down the wide steps of the stair which led up to the higher stories of the building, the heavy-set guard merely nodding in acknowledgement of her presence before stepping out of her way to let her pass.

Perrima was certainly not any more likely to take heed to the woman, busy as she was licking up the tendrils of girl-cum which oozed out of the horny barmaid’s sweet quim.

Despite her young age, the woman carried out each move of her body with both grace and confidence as she sauntered across the floor, navigating past the circular tables which were scattered across it and moving right in front of the stage in the knowledge that none present would utter a word in protest to having their view of it blocked for a second or two by her mouth-watering presence. Of course, the presence of a towering hunk walking behind her probably boosted her confidence a bit, even if the prodding bulge which was straining against the front of his knee-long sarong must have served to turn some attention from her to him.

Her hair reached halfway down her back in rich, flowing locks of chestnut brown, whilst the pupils of her bright eyes were steely grey in colour, working perfectly in conjugation with her hair and the lush red sparkle of her full lips.

As for her body, the woman stood more than six feet tall, although the long heels of her shoes undoubtedly added an extra couple of inches, and discrete muscles rippled under her deeply tanned skin as she gracefully moved her long, firm legs, her pair of copiously well-sized breasts not giving off a single hint of any sagging.

The point in the room which the woman was aiming for was now becoming clear; it was the booth currently occupied by Zalah and her friends.

Upon stopping just a foot away from Zalah, the brunette eyed the blonde slut and felt a familiar tingle in her loins as she observed how the woman before her was climaxing hard between her two grunting lovers, one which was apparently cumming if one was to judge from the increasing volume of his strained grunts.

Since her eyes were shut and had remained so ever since she first felt her orgasm beginning to kick off, Zalah remained oblivious to the sexy stranger who now stood in front of her, her ears filled with the combination of her and the others heartfelt clamours of ecstasy and the soft music coming from the stage.

It wasn’t until both Ormod and Gorluc had climaxed that Zalah would finally open her eyes to become startled by the presence of the brunette, her shrill moan of surprise coinciding with the loud splatter of a thick drop of cum hitting the floor after dribbling out of her well-fucked arsehole.

Perrima however remained ignorant of the woman for now, straddling the barmaid’s face as she was whilst playing with her own tits at the same time, at the moment muffling out her own mouth by feeding the right one of the heavy orbs of titflesh into her mouth.

“I see that your friend Perrima has found herself a good meal.” The woman remarked on Perrima’s hearty devotement to her own tits with an amused smirk.

“Yeah…” Zalah using a grunting noise as a reply was partly due to Ormod and Gorluc still fitting their cocks inside of her rectum, and partly to her eyeing the brunette, taking in the impressive stature of her body and the radiant beauty of her face.

The woman was equipped with several uniformly black tattoos which snaked their way up her legs and down from her ribs in around her belly-button, down over the pit of her belly and onwards to her crotch. Or perhaps it was only one tattoo, Zalah couldn’t be sure which was the case as the snaking black patterns all disappeared into the miniscule triangle of black which made out the front of her thong, one tongue of black running between the corners of her v-shaved pubes, made visible by the low cut and obscene size of the thong.

In fact, the garment was so small that it failed to even cover the lips of her pussy, which Zalah could see were adorned with several thin silver rings that lined up opposite of one another, whilst a larger one could be seen beneath the thin fabric of her thong, one which Zalah suspected was pierced through the brunette’s clitoris.

The triangular patch of midnight-black was kept in place, above rather than over the woman’s pussy, by a pair of thin metallic links which disappeared over her hips and another one which ran from the bottom of her labia in below and between her buttocks.

Her breasts meanwhile were only clad, if you could call it that, in a thin black sash than ran horizontally across her chest, obscuring the buds of her nipples but leaving plenty of the dark areolas plainly visible.
Finally, the woman wore a silver necklace; a simple chain which ran in an oval over her chest, with a drop-shaped piece of silver dangling just at the top of her cleavage.

Reconquering at least some of her cool, Zalah strained her legs until her toes brushed against the floor-boards below her.
“Honey,” she said to Ormod, “would you mind handing me my beer?”

Upon receiving the tankard of cum-glazed ale from Ormod, Zalah downed the remainder of it in one hearty swoop, her movement causing both of the men to groan as their cocks were rubbed against the walls of her asshole, and then let out a content sigh.

“Hello Sapphire!” Perrima greeted the brunette, finally having turned her head after spilling her climax all over the barmaid’s face and maw.
“I see that you’re appreciating our presence.” She then added, in recognition of the dampness of Sapphire’s thong.

“Quite,” Sapphire smiled, “though I confess that it is for Zalah’s sake that I’m here.”

“How do you know my name?” Zalah queried.

“It will all be revealed in due time if you just agree to follow me upstairs.”

Smiling naughtily upon hearing the proposition to accompany the voluptuous babe up the stairs, Zalah had Ormod and Gorluc bend forwards so that she could slid off their cocks, both of which sprang up to stand proudly in the air whilst the she scampered across the floor to almost collide with Sapphire.

“Well, at least I leave you with something to suck on until I come back.” Zalah told Perrima, nodding at Ormod and Gorluc.

“Tara,” Sapphire spoke to the barmaid, “it’s good to see you entertaining the customers with such zeal, I’ll send you over to the Horny Whore first thing tomorrow.”
At this, the barmaid broke out into a wide smile, although her face was soon obscured once more by Perrima’s crotch.

As she sauntered after Sapphire with the so-far silent hunk bringing up the rear and taking in her cum-dripping rear, Zalah could see Perrima hooking her fingers at Gorluc and Ormod, acting as if she was reeling them in as they came closer and closer to her position up on the table.