Dareios gets a free drink

Noticing that a thick dollop of cum had landed straight on the ruby dangling between Zalah’s huge tits so that the two were glistening along with one another, Dareios’ gaze was drawn to the ruby planted into the blonde vixen’s bellybutton. It didn’t seem to be attached to anything but like it had been inserted straight into the bellybutton and then made to stay there by itself.

“How does that work?” Dareios asked Zalah before putting his finger against the ruby in her navel to show what he was talking about. As he spoke, Dareios shifted his right leg and took a deep breath in response to the ample amount of pre-cum that was flowing out of his cock and into the glass, which was now about half-full, or half-empty.
“It’s magic,” Zalah replied, trusting Dareios more than she did most strangers, “and also why I was able to fit your balls in my mouth like that.”
“Is it just your mouth or…?” Dareios went on to ask, finding this line of inquiry to be very rewarding, which showed in the increased pace in which his pre-cum was being released into the open.
“Oh no, it’s all three of my holes,” Zalah promised him, “I could easily fit both your cock and your balls into my asshole all at once.”

This caused Dareios to wince as pre-cum rocketed out of his urethra and shoot over the edge of the glass, rotating through the air until it smacked down onto one of the cushions on the furthermost bench.
“We’ll have to try that some time,” he said once he had regained his ability to speak.
“No,” Zalah corrected him, “we’ll have to try that in a couple of minutes.”

This exchange was followed by a brief lull in the conversation, which Dareios used to strip out of the remainder of his belongings. The girls back at the temple had been pretty sluttish as well, it’s a main part of being the concubine to a bunch of horny and well-hung holy warriors, so Dareios was quite used to having his cock stroked while he removed his clothing. Having retrieved his cloak from the bar, Dareios had already dumped it on one of the pillowed benches, and now he first removed his belt and kicked off his sandals before undoing the straps holding his sword in place on his back.

“Are you as skilled with as you are with your other sword?” Zalah asked him as he placed his sword on the table after making sure that it could be smoothly pulled from its sheath.
“Pretty much, though most of the time I use them for different things.”
“Most of the time?” Zalah cocked an eyebrow.
“Yes,” Dareios began, “there was this crazy cultist posing as a whore. She was just about to give me a blowjob when she pulled a knife on me instead. So I swung my hips and knocked her out cold with a well-placed blow to the head.”
“I can imagine it,” Zalah said before looking down at Dareios’ cock, “this thing is positively massive.”

Wrapping one hand around it, Zalah had intended to give Dareios’ cock just the odd stroke or two. Her character soon got the better of her however, causing her to jerk it again and again, each time moving her hand over with heightened intensity and fervour.

“The cup,” Zalah’s stroking of his cock caused Dareios to speak in short explosions of just one or two words, “is overflowing.”
“Oh my, you’re right.” Zalah let go off the evenly throbbing slab of prime cockmeat and instead picked up the glass, which had been made quite sticky as Dareios’ pre-cum had poured out over its edges.
“To your health,” Zalah raised the glass at Dareios while giving him a very indecent wink, and then took a healthy sampling of the contents of the glass.

Grabbing his tankard of beer, Dareios responded to her greeting and savoured the taste of it, after which he wiped the froth from his lips while he observed how Zalah was greedily gulping down his pre-cum, not bothering with good manners as she let the glossy transparent fluid pour into her thirsty mouth so fast that it poured out over her lips to coat her chin.

“Would you like to taste something better than beer?” Zalah asked Dareios as she put down the glass, which was now completely empty.
“Sure,” Dareios responded, adding “what’s that?”

With another naughty smile going his way, Zalah made a show of leaning across the table, an act which accentuated her tits and her firm belly, to pick up the other empty glass. Taking the glass in her left hand, Zalah placed her juicy ass against the edge of the table, placed the glass between her legs, and sent Dareios a searing hot look as she began to rub her pussy with her right hand.

Subconsciously licking his lips at Zalah’s depraved display, Dareios barely noticed the burst of pre-cum that came whopping out of his pisshole just before he leaned in and placed one of his hands between Zalah’s mouth-watering thighs.
While she focused on her slit, he went to work finding her clit, and once he had done so he caught the engorged nub between his thumb and his index finger.

Zalah first let out a girlish moan, then another one, and then a full bodied scream as her body was rocked by a very intense climax which caused her knees to shake and girlcum to come bursting out of her bald pussy. Not ceasing his rubbing of her clit, Dareios watched as Zalah’s juices poured onto her hand and into the glass, the volume of the gelatinous fluid being such that the glass soon overflowed and a puddle of it began to form on the floor.

Showing off her white teeth before rubbing her full lips together, Zalah leaned back as her climax began to simmer down, allowing Dareios to grab the glass. At first smelling the fluid in the glass, Dareios then brought it up to his lips and tasted it. Not only had Zalah produced an unusually large amount of girlcum, but Dareios also found it to smell and taste better than what was normal. It had a very fresh, almost sweet quality, and Dareios savoured it in his mouth before washing it down his throat. Continuing to enjoy its flavour until the glass was about half-empty; Dareios then came up with something to do with the rest of Zalah’s honey, and poured it all over his cock.
“Oops,” he said playfully, “it looks like a spilled a bit.”