Teasing Zalah

“Lantern no, blowjob yes!” One of the dancing girls, a curvaceous black woman whose body was currently gleaming with sweat from the spirited performance that she had just given, inspired by her sexual fantasies about the well-hung stud whom she had just half an hour ago seen get a blowjob, and who had just appeared again.

She had broken the silence, and a roar now rose from the female patrons and employees at the bar, a multitude of cat-calls being slung at Dareios while the men kept on gawping at Zalah in stupefied silence.

At the moment, Dareios was incapable of recalling whether it was he or Zalah who had claimed that the two of them shared an exhibitionistic streak, but he could nevertheless admit that it had been a prudent observation, as he was now thoroughly enjoying being subjected to the lustful stares of dozens of beautiful, horny women.

For a moment Dareios considered simply tossing Zalah over his shoulder and carry her out into the main room to continue their fucking there, but he rapidly discarded that course of action as being too simple.
Instead, he confidently replied “What a pity” and swung round on his to walk back into the small room, but made no effort to close the doors behind him.

On his way back into the room, Dareios had passed Vogel, the stocky bouncer, who after peeping inside at the quite considerable mess with Zalah lying contently in the epicentre of it had tossed Dareios a look of friendly admiration.
“Keep them from disturbing us, would you?” Dareios asked the burly bouncer, throwing a thumb over his shoulder at the crowd which was following his every move.
“I’ll try, but I won’t make any promises!” Vogel replied before letting out a booming laugh.

With Vogel stepping out into the middle of the doorway and making himself look as big and broad as he could, and with dozens of patrons drawing nearer to the massive bouncer, afraid to come too close to him, Dareios sauntered over towards Zalah. Still remaining in a reclining position on the floor, Zalah’s flawless teeth appeared through the veil of cum that had now been dropped over the paradoxically angelic and sluttish features of her face as she sent a horny smile his way. It wasn’t just because through her smile that Zalah caused Dareios to release a welter of pre-cum that came spinning past her head.

“You have no idea of how good you look right now…” Dareios told Zalah as he looked down on her cum-blasted forms.
“Actually I do, there have been paintings made depicting me looking like this,” Zalah replied, adding “but I appreciate the sentiment.”
A ravenous gleam appearing in her eyes as she caught hold of Dareios’ cock, which had lost none of its rigidity after his monumental ejaculation.
“Is there any way of getting that thing to go soft?” She asked, her body squirming with horniness as she licked her lips at the angry head of his rock-hard fuckstaff.
“Yeah,” Dareios admitted, “but I’ve been told that it’s a bit of challenge.”
“It’s a challenge that I reckon I could tackle.”
“I’d like to see you try.”
“Trust me,” Zalah gave him a naughty wink, which offered her some problem with opening her eye again since her eyelid was glazed with jizz, “you will…”

Vogel was now hearing the conversation between Zalah and Dareios from behind his back while he stood facing a virtual wall of horny faces, men and women alike squeezing themselves together as they eagerly anticipated what Dareios and Zalah would do to each other next.

A hint of what that was came next as Dareios moved even closer to Zalah so that her knees were stretched out just barely on the outside of his thighs, with his cock raised upwards by his hand being wrapped around the area just behind his purple cockhead.
“I haven’t fucked your pussy yet…” Dareios reminded Zalah with a propitious simper, and began to lower his cock.

Using her arms to raise her head and chest further up, Zalah watched in silent anticipation as the plump tip of Dareios’ tool dropped closer and closer to her pussy, which was utterly soaked by a thick mix of their ejaculate.

Wordlessly lamenting the fact that her pussy was in such a state that he couldn’t use his tongue to lick every crevice of it and seeing how far into her pussy that he could get it, Dareios grit his teeth together and tensed up his muscles a few times before allowing his cockhead to make contact with her slit, coming to rest straight in the middle of it.
Applying just a smidgen of pressure, Dareios let out a terse grunt as the pressure allowed the bulbous tip of his dick to sink into her cunt.

“Vogel, are you sure that there’s nothing I can do that can get me inside that room?” The brunette dancer who had previously had her face blasted with Dareios’ jizz asked the bouncer, who merely grinned at her as she proceeded to peel her miniscule black thong downwards.

Zalah was moaning hard now as her pussy sucked on Dareios’ cock, vying to get all of him inside her. Dareios however held back, despite the pressure on his dick, and finally pulled back a little before using his cockhead to scope up a healthy amount of the fluids that was coated over every single recess of her quim.

Once the entire tip of his cock had been thoroughly steeped in the thick cocktail, Dareios moved himself along the table until he was able to present his cockhead to Zalah, who looked up at him with bedroom-eyes before rubbing her salacious lips together and slowly moving her head towards the sperm-glazed tip of Dareios’ prick, exhaling heavily as she saw how pre-cum oozed out of his pisshole.