Tipping

Surveying the three women, Dareios took the time to examine each of them closely, treasuring what he saw.

Zoelle was standing with her back firmly against the wall, her legs spread and bent as she remained in the spot on which he’d eased her feet back into contact with the floor, her juices still pouring out of her slit and her face flushed and contracted into a lustful smile that she directed towards him, a hungry gleam in her eyes as she steered her gaze towards his erect fuckpiece.

As for Namaria, the ebony-skinned beauty remained in the same position as before, her hands pressing against the wall and her heart-shaped ass pushed out behind her, her back bent forwards slightly while her neck was craned to allow her to shoot him a sultry glance, her pink tongue running over her luscious lips.

Zuleica, meanwhile, remained on her haunches behind Namaria, her face only inches away from the other busty babe’s juicy ass, while her squatting position ensured that her delectable asscheeks were slightly parted as well, giving him a hint of her puckered bunghole as she sat on her haunches to the right of him. While winking suggestively at Dareios, Zuleica tightened up her hold of Namaria’s ass and pulled her buttocks further apart, smiling naughtily as she revealed to him how her darker counterpart’s asshole was still widened from his recent reaming of it. She then giggled after he’d reacted to her exposing Namaria’s cinnamon ring to him by blasting her face with a generous discharge of precum.

Dareios had just been about to chose on which one of the three delectable women that he was to fuck next, and he was leaning towards Zuleica, even if both Namaria and Zoelle were sending him the sort of horny, needy looks that might just get him to chance his mind and fuck one of them instead, when he heard a soft gasp coming from beyond his left shoulder.

Instantly turning towards the direction of the sound, his rock-hard cock cutting through the air in front of him and the powerful muscles of his legs, arms and torso all flexing as he moved, Dareios broke out into a wide, wolfish grin as he found himself looking straight at Ailana. The top-heavy, auburn-haired young barmaid, who looked like she was right at the verge of exiting her teens and entering her twenties, was standing in the corridor, about ten feet away from Dareios, her arms clutching his sheathed sword, his cloak and his belt while she stood with an awed expression glued across the lower half of her strikingly beautiful face and her eyes fixed on his twelve-inch erection.

“Hello Ailana,” Dareios greeted the stunning brunette, who cooed as he took a long step towards her.

“I, I brought you your things,” Ailana stumbled out, looking as stricken by the sight of Dareios’ thick, hard member as when she’d dropped that tankard of ale upon getting her first look at it, the curvaceous teen now pushing her ample chest further out in front of her and biting her soft lip as she finally lifted her eyes from his cock and met his gaze.

“Thanks,” Dareios said, moving closer to her still through a pair of slow, determined paces, with Namaria, Zuleica and Zoelle having turned their heads to look at the newcomer, all of them already knowing Dareios well enough to know what was going to come next. And while they were all slightly disappointed about it, they also looked forwards to what was to come, and Zuleica in particular was especially pleased about the prospect of the lovely young thing being thoroughly fucked by the studly Arakanian that she’d stolen away from her earlier that evening.

“And I guess I’ll have to offer you a tip,” Dareios continued on as he came up in front of her, the bulbous crown of his cock rubbing against the naked skin of her stomach, just above her red latex skirt, which she’d put back on again, as he leaned in and retrieved his sword from where it was cradled between her arms.

“Uh-huh,” Ailana replied, while watching Dareios lean his powerful upper body to his left and balancing his sword against the wall.

“Any idea of what that should be?” Dareios asked, casually slipping first his belt, then his cloak away from their resting place between Ailana’s arms and dropping them to the floor, a low grunt escaping his lips as she immediately reached out and wrapped her hands round the shaft of his cock, slowly stroking it whilst rubbing its head against her midriff, soon causing it to leave a trail of precum that crisscrossed its way across the delicate musculature of her stomach.

“I want your cock,” Ailana declared to Dareios, batting her eyelids at him and wetting her lips as she continued to have her eyes locked with his.

“I’m not blocking your view or anything, am I?” Zoelle asked Zuleica as she stepped up in front of the black-haired vixen, standing with her legs wide apart and her feet propped up on her stiletto-heels as she smiled down mischievously at the other woman.

“Not at all,” Zuleica replied, shifting her stance so that she sat facing the statuesque blonde, returning her naughty smile while eyeing keenly how Zoelle had two of her fingers brush against her engorged clit.

“Look at this slut,” Namaria said of Zuleica as she spun round and took a step forwards until she too stood towering over her partner and lover, her right hand coming sliding down over the taut muscles of her midsection as she smiled down wolfishly at Zuleica, who released a low purr at being faced with two such gorgeous women, “any idea of what to do with her, Zoelle?”

“Mmm,” Zoelle moaned out, closing her eyes for a moment as she began using her fingers to deftly toy with her clit, tracing the tips of her digits around the swollen little bud as juices began to stream out of her sex and trickle down her legs, “we should squirt all over her, and see if we can’t make that horny little thing cum just from showering her with girlcum…”

“Sounds like a plan,” Namaria responded, her voice a little tense from how she too had begun to toy with her own clit, her left hand snaked in behind her back to cup and fondle her left asscheeks, digging her fingers deep into the solid mass of succulent assflesh as she smiled down at Zuleica.

Meanwhile, Dareios was treasuring how Ailana was squirming against him as they stood pressed closed together, the crown of his cock nestled in between her perfectly spherical knockers, leaking precum into her cleavage. As for his thick, powerful arms, they were rapped tight around her slender, voluptuous form, his big hands resting against her back while his bullish neck was craned downwards to allow him to kiss, his tongue currently thrust in through her parted lips as it fenced with hers.

“That was nice,” Ailana let out, in reference to their long-lasting kiss, once Dareios had pulled his lips from hers.

“Yeah,” Dareios replied, moving his hands down over the young brunette’s back as he sensed what she was about to say next.

“But now I want you to fuck me,” Barely had her words left Ailana’s mouth before Dareios coaxed a surprised yelp from her by spinning her around, his hands on her wide hips while his cock was suddenly throbbing against the smooth, glossy back of her tiny skirt, applying such pressure against her ass that the peachy halves of it pushed out against the teeny garment that hugged her hips and her posterior until it seemed about ready to come apart at the seems.

Purring contentedly when she felt Dareios’ right hand come travelling up to the small of her back, Ailana readily allowed the Arakanian hunk to push her forwards until her back was arced and bent, and the back of her skirt had come sliding up to reveal her bubble butt, her buttocks being pushed apart by the vein-corded trunk of Dareios’ cock.

“Fuck my ass…” Ailana sighed out as she felt Dareios’ push his ass out behind him to extract his cock from between her asscheeks, while she busied herself with hiking her skirt upwards until it was nothing more than a wide belt of glossy red latex that ran round her waspish waist. A drop of her wetness then fell from between her bald, darkened labia to splatter against the floor at the sensation of his fat cockend coming into contact with the puckered entrance to her anal passage.

Looking down at Ailana’s asshole whilst both his hands were now on her hips, Dareios noted that the ring of muscles had resumed its normal, almost impossibly tight shape, and the thought occurred to him that it ought to be impossible for him to manage to get the thick, meaty crown of his fuckpiece in through it. But the way in which Ailana gently rubbed her ringpiece against the very tip of his cock, and the aroused moans that came from her as she did so, as well as the recollection of how easily she’d sunk her ass onto his cock when they had first fucked back at the bar, all combined to inspire him to stab his hips forwards, thereby causing her moans to turn into lustful screams as his cockhead first pressed against her bunghole, then finally passed through it.

“Harder…” Ailana moaned out, after Dareios had pushed the crown of his cock past her sphincter, and stood poised to slowly feed more of his member in through her widened anus as the boobed teen stood on unsteady legs and with her juices having started to stream down along the insides of her thighs.

Deciding to do what Ailana asked of him, Dareios tightened his recently established hold of her waspish waist, then slammed himself towards her, making her eyes shoot open and an ecstatic shriek come erupting up from her lungs and out past her parted lips as girlcum burst forth from her quaking honeypot. Nearly loosing her footing, and her consciousness, from the manner in which Dareios had speared more than four inches of his cock in through her cinnamon ring, Ailana felt the walls of her ass hugging the thick girth of his cock as he began to pull it back.

“Harder…” Another moan came from Ailana, and then another ecstatic shriek as Dareios again did as she asked of him, thrusting five inches through her ringpiece this time before her anal canal became too tight for him to push himself in any deeper, her sweet, clear ejaculate showering the floor and her calves as her face was distorted into a mask of bliss.

“Oh look,” Zoelle pulled her lips back into a slutty smile as she temporarily stopped playing with her clit to look back over her shoulder at what Dareios was doing to Ailana, her smile becoming naughtier still as she laid eyes upon his muscular back and ass while he extracted the shaft of his turgid fuckmast from the stacked brunette’s tight ass, “he’s found himself another slut…”

“Hey!” Zuleica cried out, her face, tits, shoulder and stomach all already amply coated with the girlcum that Zoelle and Namaria had directed down onto her squatting frame, a saucy smile on her lips as she got the blonde’s attention, “I’m down here, remember…”

“Aren’t you getting cocky, you horny slut…” Zoelle replied, before baring her gritted teeth as she tugged at her clit in a way that had a streamer of her honey exiting her trembling snatch at full speed, the release of her ejaculate ending up either glued to Zuleica’s chin, or having disappeared into the black-haired slut’s gaping maw.

“Harder…” Ailana moaned out again, her pleas for Dareios to ram his cock even more forcefully into her ass having become something of a mantra by then, as had the screams of intense bliss that flowed out of her mouth whenever he humoured her by slamming his hips forwards to send his thick cock spearing in through her distended cinnamon ring. This time around, when Dareios did exactly that, the end result was both another long squirt of girlcum and an ecstatic scream from the young brunette, but also the loud slapping noise of Dareios’ belly smacking against the generous curvature of her peachy boot.

Looking at Ailana, who had straightened back so that his sternum was now in line with the point directly between her shoulder blades, Dareios moved his hands up to her tits, grunting happily at how the two full, firm orbs more than filled his big hands, and began fucking her ass through a series of fast, powerful thrusts.

While her body was rocked backwards and forwards by the steady, determined manner in which Dareios was ploughing into her ass, Ailana deepened the arc that she’d formed her back into, right up till the point where she could lay the back of her head against his chest and look up at him, letting him see the tremors that swept over her face and how her eyelids fluttered whenever girlcum was squirted out from her quaking honeypot, which was pretty much each time that he buried his cock to the hilt inside her ass.

Admiring the look on Ailana’s beautiful face, Dareios slowed down the savage pace at which he was feeding his cock in and out of her ringpiece, proceeding to fuck her at slower, if still as determined pace. Finally, he craned his head downwards and somehow managed to get his lips on hers, kissing her just as the first jet of cum exited his pisshole to enter her anal tunnel, making her moan into his mouth as more of jizz was churned forth from his beefy balls.

With the walls of her ass hugging the length of Dareios’ cock, Ailana began to buck and writhe her way through the monumental climax that washed over her as soon as she felt his hot, thick balljuice being rocketed deep into her bowels.

A short while after the last of his load had been distributed into Ailana’s ass, Dareios pulled his face away from hers, enjoying one last taste of her mouth before his lips left hers, and was just about to say something when he was **** to let out a grunt at the sensation of a pair of hands being placed against the back of his thighs and a pair of soft, plump lips coming into contact with his cum-bloated ballsack.