An honest job is always good

At first, the bouncer appeared to be hypnotized by Dareios’ hand sliding up and down over the length of his mouth-watering cock, her nipples soon hardening enough to be easily visible through the thinness of her leather-top.

“Uh,” the black woman finally began to speak, her voice unsteady as she remained captivated by his bare-naked presence, “I think it’s pretty customary that the customers stay clothed until after they’ve picked themselves a whore…”
“Who’s says I’m a customer?” Dareios grinned at the bouncer, his eyes scanning her body; taking in the firmness of her heavy breasts, the ripped muscles of her tight abdomen, and the thin black g-string that barely covered her vaginal mound, the thin black straps keeping the garment in place disappearing up over her hips.

The days of going without sex, the vision of the blonde beauty earlier and the redhead being fucked hard in the alleyway had driven Dareios to the point where he could barely contain himself, and the sight of the voluptuous black woman ogling his cock proved to be the last straw for Dareios.

Overcome by his raging lusts, Dareios suddenly moved towards the bouncer, the tip of his cock being pressed against her firm midriff as he backed up her against the wall.

“Wait!” The bouncer protested as Dareios tore open her leather-top, freeing her magnificent jugs from their containment, the glorious orbs of firm tit-flesh wiggling as they came into view.

Before the bouncer, whose name was Rena and who was unusually intelligent for someone in her line of work, had time to protest any further, Dareios silenced her with a passionate kiss, his nimble fingers teasing her nipples while he kept her pinned against the wall.

Soon, Rena gave in her to her arising arousal, and responded to Dareios’ kiss, while at the same clasping her hands over his bared buttocks, pulling him forwards so that his cock was pressed firmly against her hard abs.

Not prepared to waste precious time on foreplay, Dareios quickly pulled the g-string down Rena’s powerful thighs, exposing her hairless crotch; her labia already glistening wet with excitement.

“Fuck me!” Rena cried out as their rough kiss ended.
It wasn’t something for which she had to wait long before it would happen, since Dareios had already pulled his hips back, his cock sliding away from her stomach.
Then, Dareios thrust forwards, his rock-hard dick being speared past the eager bouncer’s outer lips, causing Rena to scream as the bulbous head and wide trunk of her lover’s member filled up her tight hole until Dareios’ balls slapped against the insides of her thighs.

Exchanging a wet, horny glance with Rena, Dareios then began to thrust his cock in and out of her cunt, as fast and hard as he could, his balls hitting her thighs every few seconds, producing a moist smack.

For Rena, who formerly had worked at the Pussy Parlour as a whore, it was pure bliss to find herself the subject of Dareios’ desire, the ebony-skinned slut panted from exquisite pleasure each time that the massive head of her lover’s hard phallus was rammed over her g-spot.

Taking the bouncer roughly, Dareios hard fucking was soon rewarded by a sweaty wailing coming from her, and Rena began to trash her body between him and the wall, pussy-juice trickling down over her toned legs or onto the wall as she climaxed.
As for Dareios, he could feel his balls start to churn; it wouldn’t be long before he too came.

“What the fuck is going on here!?” A distraught voice suddenly called out from behind Dareios.
Ceasing his savage thrusts into Rena’s vagina, Dareios turned his head to see the person who had challenged him.

It was a woman with raven-black hair and a curvy body with a pair of tits that looked even bigger than Rena’s. The woman looked to be just over thirty yeas of age, and as if she was used to being obeyed.
She was dressed in a thin green dress that matched her hair and complexion perfectly, with its low-cut neckline showing off plenty of her breasts.

“I’m looking for work, and I’ve got a feeling that you’re the person to whom I should talk about that.” While saying that, Dareios pulled his cock out of Rena’s stuffed pussy.

The raven-haired woman’s eyes went wide from surprise when she got a first view of Dareios’ cock; it was probably one of the bigger ones that she had ever seen an ordinary human male sport.

“And you thought that fucking my bouncer would be a good way of introducing yourself?” The woman might have been taken unprepared by Dareios’ dick, but she wasn’t showing it.
“Well,” Dareios gave her a lewd grin, “it got your attention, didn’t it?”
“Alright,” the woman smiled softly, “I suppose it did. I’m Zenobia, this is my brothel and you’re the wrong gender. We only hire women here.”
“I think that you should make an exception for me.” Dareios sounded completely serious as he said that.
“You’d have to be pretty fucking spectacular for me do be ready to do that. And can you please stop jerking off!? It’s not very polite…”

Zenobia received nothing more than a dark groan from Dareios, who had aimed his cock at Rena, the black woman having slid down the wall to sit on her ass.
Realizing that her lover was about to climax, Rena opened her mouth to be ready to
accept his cum.
“Poor girl…” Dareios thought, just before his orgasm hit him.

Rena and Zenobia both were wildly surprised by the sheer volume of the cum that now sprayed forth from Dareios’ pisshole, the thick strings of it splattering down onto Rena’s face, some of it hitting her outstretched tongue, but most of it missing and instead decorating her face creamy white.

Moaning each time that a rich blast of cum went past his urethra, Dareios didn’t stop ejaculating until the baffled Rena was covered in cum from her head to her cunt, thick rich steams of milky cum clashing with the dark complexion of her skin.

When Dareios was finished, Zenobia stared first at Rena’s cum-covered body, and then at Dareios. The fact that his cock was still rock-hard surprised her to the point where she failed to suppress a gasp.

“Yeah,” Dareios chuckled, “I last a long time.”
“How long?” Zenobia wondered.
“My balls start to run a bit dry after one or two dozen cumshots like the one that I gave your bouncer, but I try to take it in stride.”
“Alright,” Zenobia chuckled whilst nodding her head, “I might make an exception for you. But I’m not decided yet.”
“And what would make you determine to make an exception for me?”
“Follow me.” Zenobia said, and turned around.