Zenobia calls on the crowd to act and Viveka gets tit-fucked in a new way

Yira, her lust intensified further rather than satisfied by her previous climax at the savage pummelling of her anus that Galashiels’ cock had treated her to, moved forth from her position next to the other three whores.

It took Zalah a few seconds to figure out exactly which girl it was that was approaching her, Yira’s features obscured as they were by the thick overlay of cum.

Since she was still crouched, Zalah was easily knocked off her balance by Yira’s unannounced leap at her, the blonde slut falling onto her back on top of the flagstones.

The fact that Yira now mounted her face and let out a **** shriek of “Lick my pussy!” sort of gave it away to Zalah what the younger whore was after.
Zalah pressed her lips against the labia of the woman on top of her, and sent her pink tongue out to make Yira moan lustfully and allowing herself to gulp down the delicious mixture of Yira’s cunt juice and Galashiels’ cum.

It was now Odila who took it on herself to keep Galashiels content, and she did so by paying lip-service to his turgid penis, holding it steadily in her arms whilst she smacked her lips all over the glossy, massive head.

At this point, Zenobia stepped out onto the courtyard again, this time doing so in the company of three other women.

The first of these was a particularly buxom woman of a very dark complexion, with her black hair kept flattop and a thin string of curly hair on her otherwise smooth-shaven pubic mound.

Dressed in nothing more than a pair of sandals on her feet and a crimson sash tied around her waist, the black woman proceeded forth side by side with a woman of an eastern origin, her skin paler and her eyelids more narrow.

While somewhat less busty than Zenobia or the black woman, this Oriental’s tits were still large, and flawlessly perky and firm, with their coned appearances crowned by small, rock-hard nipples. Dressed in boots of a similar style as those Viveka was wearing, the woman also wore leather bracers which completely covered her arms, and a black corset made from the same material.

The fourth woman was an auburn-haired beauty, dressed in black stiletto-heels and a see-through white thong, with her nipples pierced by golden rings, with a ruby in the shape of a teardrop hanging from each of them.

Unbeknownst to Zalah, these three women were the Madame’s of the other three brothels involved in this exhibition, and they had joined forces with Zenobia in a scheme to further arouse their paying customers.

“Men and women of Tharros,” Zenobia spoke in a clear, loud voice, “this show is perhaps the most depraved ever put on here!” This caused a ripple of cheers to roll through the crowd.

“So where is your appreciation of it?” Zenobia went on, “It’s hardly as though these five glorious sluts have showed themselves unappreciative of being drenched in balljuice! Why just stand there, shooting your load in your pants, when you can whip your cocks out and let these hard-working, hard-fucking, jizz-loving cumsluts know just how hard and horny they get you! And they don’t disapprove of women fingering themselves for them either!”

It only took a mere few seconds before virtually all of the men watching from above had bared their achingly hard dicks, those who had already ejaculated once already going rigid again, while every woman up there was soon naked around the waist, eagerly rubbing their pussies.

“And,” the black Madame now took the stage and addressed the spectators, “each one of you that orgasms will get to fuck one of our whores, as long as you got cum oozing out of your pissholes or pussy juice on your hands and cunts!”

As if to further accentuate that promise, the seventy or so whores that were mixed in with the crowd began stripping down naked, further urging on the men and women around them by telling them what they would be able to do to them once they had climaxed.

Looking up from her position beneath Yira, who was climaxing hard whilst her pussy-juices were poured into Zalah’s hot, skilled mouth, Zalah could see that above her were more than three-hundred and fifty cocks being stroked, and a hundred pussies being fingered.

Having acted on a plan of hers while the crowd’s attention was on Zenobia and the
three other Madams, Viveka had, with Maxime’s help, moved some discarded crates from the wall to right behind Galashiels’.

Getting up on the crates, Viveka found that they, just like she had planned, placed her head above Galashiels’, and now she leaned in close over his right shoulder, her tits pressed against his back, and whispered in his ear; “Hey big boy, ever tit-fucked a girl from behind before?”

Lust-frenzied or not, Galashiels picked up on Viveka’s suggestive query, and began to turn round on the balls of his feet, pulling his cockhead away from Odila’s wet mouth.

Standing with her legs apart and her back to Galashiels’, Viveka moaned as she felt the demi-minotaur carefully guide his rampant cock in between her thighs, the head soon appearing at her front as it was quickly pushed further and further up her abdomen.

Due to the thickness of the member, Viveka actually had to use her hands to hold her two gargantuan orbs of ripe, firm tit-meat apart so that it could pass up her cleavage, until the purple business-end of it appeared just in front of her chin.

Maxime now got up in front of Viveka and as Galashiels began rocking his hips back and forth, sending the top of his throbbing cock stabbing up and down Viveka’s tight cleavage, the two women would both lick and suckle on his cockhead, with Maxime also rubbing her hands over the thick trunk of the ragingly hard dick.

With the cock passing up between her legs like that, Viveka’s engorged clit was pressed against it, and each time that Galashiels’ moved it back and forth, its vein-corded body would rub against the sensitive bud, bringing her closer and closer to climaxing.

As for Odila, she had consoled herself over the loss of Galashiels’ cock to suck on by leaning in close behind him from her crouching position and, spreading his meaty buttocks apart, teasing his asshole with her tongue, while her heavy, jizz-decorated breasts were smacked against his thick thighs each time that he rocked his hips backwards.

Behind her, Yira, who had finally let go off Zalah, was kneeling down and doing to her what she was doing to Galashiels’, rubbing her tongue all over her sphincter, teasing and manipulating it as it was gradually covered by Yira’s saliva.
As for Zalah, she joined Maxime in standing in front of Viveka and licking and caressing Galashiels’ cock.

The stimulating of her clit finally brought Viveka to orgasm, beads of sweat mixing up with the glossy layer of cum as she released a long series of hearty obscenities.

“He’s gonna blow!” Zalah cried out, referring to the familiar way in which Galashiels’ balls had started to pulsate in their position between Viveka’s firm thighs.

This was enough for Odila and Yira to abandon their positions behind him, and rush up next to Maxime and Zalah.

“You bitches step back!” Viveka commanded, from her position of straddling Galashiels’ cock, and the other four had just had time to do so when the first spray of his latest ejaculation came arching its way through the air.

Viveka, from this angle looking very much like an incredibly well-endowed she-male with a penchant for soaking herself in her own cum, controlled the bestial pillar of turgid dick-flesh, her still climaxing pussy being stimulated even further by the way in which the thick cock now stirred and bounced against her clit, and soaked all four of the women yet again, another layer of cum being added to the previous ones, further obscuring their features to the point where visual recognition of who was who was becoming completely impossible.

Around them, strings of cum were raining down as Galashiels’ latest ejaculation all over the four buxom sluts had been just what a lot of the men needed to see in order to release their own loads, whether it was for the first, second or third time during the show.

Once again licking her friends cum-coated bodies, Zalah wondered who of them was going to be the first to have Galashiels’ cock rammed up her pussy.
Sure, she hoped that it would be her, but then neither Maxime nor Odila had gotten any “alone-time” with the monstrous dong yet.