A new arrival

Still holding her hand stretched outwards for a few more seconds, Seri first looked at Dareios’ face and then at his cock before proceeding to place her hand upon the tip of his member, cooing as she felt his precum gush out into the palm of her hand.

Gritting his teeth as his fist-sized cockhead was subjected to Seri’s tender touch, Dareios watched with an amused grin how the busty woman was still sporting an expression of sheer astonishment in regards to the size of his member, her bafflement seeming only to have been increased by her coming nearer to it. Her husband was well-hung, as were the absolute majority of her casual male lovers, but Seri had never before encountered a man equipped quite this generously.

“Can you actually get that thing inside of a woman?” Seri asked, seriously doubting that it could in fact be possible.

It was only Seri’s similarity to Lea that kept Dareios from using the voluptuous teenager as an example that his cock could fit into even the tightest of slits and the narrowest of assholes.

“Well,” the towering warrior instead chose to begin, “I’ve never had it not fit into someone.”

“It’s a silly question, I know,” Seri admitted as she stopped fondling the bulbous tip of the handsome Arakian’s cock and began moving her hand down across the trunk of his bulging member, “but it felt as if it needed to be asked.”

“I’m really a bit of a size-queen when it comes to cocks,” Seri went on to admit as her slender hand reached Dareios’ balls, “but I’ve never seen one as big as yours before.”

“Quite frankly,” Seri was now gently fondling his balls, “what you’ve got is a proper, pucker monstercock.”

While Seri was monologuing about his cock, Dareios was beginning to wonder whether she would react as blissfully to having his prick shoved into her asshole as her daughter had when he had done so to her.

“Is that an expensive dress?” Dareios asked her.

“No…why?” Seri responded, and then let out a surprised squeal when Dareios suddenly grabbed hold of the garment and tore its front open in one go to reveal her huge tits and wet snatch in full, then allowing herself to be spun around so he could treat the back of her dress in much the same way, thus baring her firm, heart-shaped ass.

“That’s why,” Dareios smilingly informed the buxom woman, and watched as she dropped down onto her knees in front of him.

It was at the point where Seri had begun to fit Dareios’ cockhead into her mouth that the door to the outside was opened, and standing there in the doorway was a woman with jet-black hair that reached down past her shoulders and which was kept in a ponytail.

Looking to be at least a couple of inches more than six feet tall, though the heels of her platform shoes made her real height a little hard to discern, the woman had a very firm body, with supple muscles that added to her voluptuous femininity rather than detract from it, dark skin that made it evident that she spent a lot out of time outdoors in the sun since she didn’t look to be of any ethnicity with a naturally dark complexion, a slim waist cutting into her well-defined stomach, wide hips, firm thighs, long legs, and tits so large they could rival the size of a large man’s head.

The woman had a gold chain around her waist from which a thin piece of purple cloth hung down to provide a rather small amount of cover for her pussy. The fact that there wasn’t a matching piece of cloth hanging down on the opposite side meant that her ass was left completely bare, a fact which anyone looking at her from behind would be eternally thankful for since her derriere was sight to be seen.

Resting on her back was a sword which looked too long and too heavy to be used properly with just one hand by most people, meaning that the woman was either a lot stronger than she looked, or she used it as a greatsword. Dareios or Damon might possibly pull off using it with one hand, and they were both a lot more muscular than the woman. The sword was kept in place so that she could pull it up over her head by two straps, the lower of which ran round her slim waist while the upper one was pulled tight around her huge, juicy boobs.

And despite the thinness of the strap which hugged her tits and provided them with an aura of being deliciously firm and compact, it managed to cover all of her nipples, which meant that her areola would have to be quite small for such a thing to occur.
All in all, Dareios decided, it was the best and most appealing way for a woman to carry a sword that he'd ever come across.

The cloth at her front hung down far enough for the upper part of her pussy to be plainly visible, and Dareios couldn’t help but notice that it seemed to be completely bald.

Normally, the appearance of a woman like this in the doorway to a tavern would turn a lot of heads, but then the patrons of said taverns were rarely preoccupied gang-banging a busty blonde slut, as they were in this case.

Still, Dareios noticed her as she came sauntering up to the counter, the sight of her causing an increase of the pace in which his precum poured into Seri’s welcoming mouth.

“I’m here for Tamara,” the woman told Dareios, after eyeing him with a lewd twinkle in her gaze and an approving smile at the size of his member, “and something tells me that you can tell me where to find her.”

“I can indeed,” Dareios admitted, “though I’m right in the middle of something at the moment.”

“I can wait.” The woman replied.

“And who are you?” Dareios asked the woman.

“Cassandra, templar of Girvyn.”

Dareios nearly missed catching Cassandra’s name since Seri choose that exact moment to make his tremble with lust by the lapping of her tongue over his sensitive cockhead.