A spot of product testing

‘Gods!’ said Zalah, looking at the forest of cream-dripping dicks hanging low and spent between the broad thighs of the exhausted honour guard around her and her friend, ‘where did you some across such an unending supply of twelve-inch monsters, Perrima?’

‘I’m glad you asked that, you slutty tit-queen, because it brings me directly to my next challenge for you.’

The men behind Zalah were easing their prodigious lengths from her well-reamed butthole as Perrima stood up, the shiny blue dress clinging stickily to her awesome frame. She riffled her hair out over her shoulders with her hands, cum dripping steadily from her chin.

‘They’ve had a fair dose of one of my more relatively stable concoctions, a size-magnifier that keeps girls like you and I to cocks of the magnitude of our liking, and tends to keep men hard for a good couple of hours. I do however, have a number of other potions, all with various effects.’

‘Do tell,’ said Zalah, with a groan as the men extracted the bulbous heads of their cockends from her mega-dilated asshole.

‘There are three potions I’ve been working on recently that all do various kinky things to the male form,’ Perrima continued. ‘The problem is, they’re not fully tested yet. There may be side effects I haven’t envisaged, or it might just be that I haven’t successfully got the dosages right for each measure. Either way, in order to encourage men to test them, I’ve had to provide a certain incentive.’

‘What sort of incentive?’

‘A blonde slut by the name of Zalah,’ announced Perrima.

‘Ah,’ said Zalah, smiling and straightening up.

‘The afternoon session will be taken up by you fucking and sucking the three brave men who have volunteered for my product testing, one after the other. They each jumped at the chance of taking one of my new concoctions when I mentioned that you’d be the person who would be working with them, especially when I showed them one of my earlier sketches of you that I’d done the last time you were here.’

‘Sounds interesting,’ said Zalah.

‘Come downstairs with me,’ Perrima said. ‘Thank you, boys,’ she said to the assembled throng of sweating men that had serviced her and Zalah so thoroughly, leaving them in more a less a heaving heap of muscles and cum.

Downstairs, the two sluts came upon a scene which had obviously been a carnival of debauch over the morning. Perrima’s shop was a cumpainted mess. Her shopgirl, Sandrine, the one that had served Zalah breakfast, was on her knees in the centre of the room, her tits now bursting out over the top of her tight pink corset, her thongs discarded to the side in a puddle of cum and her black platform heels still on, sticking out behind her as she kneeled. Her chestnut hair was streaked with ropes of cum that clung to her tresses, and her big tits were shining with a rich slathering of white goo. At either side of her, Egan, the pirate king, and Zah-Barhi, the crown prince, were jerking their footlong dicks in her face. Sandrine had her hands extended to either side of her and was massaging their testes expertly.

On the shop’s counter, Jahira, one of Perrima’s other employees, was laid on her back getting fucked by Gerarde, who had played the blind assassin. Gerarde was plunging his thick tool with mechanical vigour into the shaved pussy of the dusky shopgirl, who was kneading her two big, cum drenched tits together with her hands, the two orbs projecting into the air.

The rest of the shop was splattered with cum, that had somehow ended up not only on the floor, but on the walls, shelves, and even various consumer articles.

‘We work hard here, as you can see,’ Perrima commented airily to Zalah as Sandrine succeeded in bringing both of the men off simultaneously in her gorgeous face, jets of cum splattering her.

Zalah and Perrima watched and then proceeded through the back of the shop, behind the counter and through a concealed door that led to the lamplit basement, leaving Sandrine to spit cum back on each of the cockends and draw away, messy ropes of cum connecting her to the big dicks, giving sexy go-go eyes as she did so.

At the bottom of the stairs were two doors.

‘Go into that one,’ said Perrima indicating the first door, ‘get cleaned up and into the change of clothing I’ve left for you. I think you’ll find it to your liking. When you’re ready, join me in the other room ready to meet our first brave product tester.’