137: Moustache (18+)
“Woah, look at that!” one of the three Purple Cape guards said as he stopped the others and pointed into the alley where seven young women were indulging themselves.
“Nice,” the other said with a lecherous smile and whistled.
“Come on you perverts, haven’t you—Well I’ll be damned!” The third guard said in shock when he saw what he saw.
Maybe we overdid it a bit, Beatrice thought when she realized that even though Ember and Olivia seemed to just be casually making out, she and the others were providing a far more spectacular scene. Some random girl getting nailed by some random dude might be nothing of note in this city, but seven stunning beauties playing with each other without a single dick in sight might be just a little too much for an average pervert with a working dick.
And now that Beatrice was able to sneak a closer look at the three men that were part of the Purple Cape guards, she knew right away that these were just the type of men that could not simply ignore a lack of dicks in an orgy.
Two of the men looked like they barely hit their twentieth birthday. Their naïve eyes, lack of any poker face or subtlety, as well as the bulges pressing against their trousers just under their body armor were just a few of the indications that these two young men were at the prime of their horny youth. Easily excited by a pair of naked titties and any warm pussy that spread open for them, not satisfied until they spread their load at least three-four times per day.
The third man was a more seasoned man, the wrinkles on his forehead as well as the sporadic strands of gray hair giving away the many years he already spent spreading his seed. His main feature however was the giant mustache that put even the most blatant pornstaches to shame. Covering his mouth completely, it looked like it belonged at the end of a heavy-duty floor brush. Beatrice almost felt the aura of a special kind of pervert that radiated from this man.
“Looks like you ladies could use some company,” the pornstache man said, his heavy mustache barely moving. “We all know that just a few fingers will not be enough to fill those slutty holes of yours, right foxie?”
Rafaelia glared at the man with murderous intent, but her blatant killing intent was obstructed by the shadows of the alley and her fur-like orange hair that fell over her eyes.
“Sorry, boys”—Ember giggled—“No dicks allowed in this party.”
“‘A-allowed’?” the 'pornstache man parroted and took a step forward. Raising his voice he asked, “Who the hell do you think you are!?”
“Forget it,” one of the younger men said and put his hand on the pornstache’s shoulder. “Hardcore dykes are ill in the head anyway. We can always find girls with a proper appreciation for hard cocks.”
“Bah! Whatever!” the mustache man shook off the hand off his shoulder. “None of you could handle my huge cock anyway!”
And with that—raising his nose high and closing his eyes, with an insulted, almost pouty expression—he walked away from the alley. The other two men followed him slowly, not taking their eyes off the naked women until they were completely out of sight.
“Enough!” Olivia said as she broke free from Ember’s embrace once the Purple Capes were gone. “Wragh!! Typical scum!”
After a couple of deep long breaths, Olivia peeked out from the corner of the alley and with a nod confirmed that the Purple Capes had moved on.
“No dicks allowed?” Beatrice laughed as she looked at Ember while Tabitha continued to hide her dick in her throat.
“It’s not my fault those losers can’t handle a basic shit test,” Ember shrugged and walked outside of the alley to look around.
“We do kind of stand out in the crowd in th-HAAH~!” Beatrice said but was cut short by Tabitha’s actions. It appeared that Beatrice was not the only one horny, and now that the Purple Capes were away, Tabitha let Beatrice’s dick out of her throat—just long enough to take a much-needed breath—before taking it all in again, giving her sex goddess an exquisite throat massage. All the while the fox girl was on her knees half-naked, eating out Tabitha, spurring her on to indulge her carnal pleasures (not that Tabitha needed much encouragement on that front).
“There’s an acceptable inn just a little up ahead,” Ember said as she returned to the alley. “Well, it’s barely above the pathetic standards of this city, but I know the owner.”
Beatrice found it hard to concentrate on anything Ember was saying or doing when she was right in the middle of a deepthroat blowjob, while the girl who blew her got eaten out by an apparently equally lewd newcomer to the group, AND while two complete strangers continued their own sexual indulgences right next to her.
“Then… We go there?” Olivia suggested to Ember, trying her best to not look directly at the perversions that took place well within her peripheral vision.
“Define ‘we’,” Ember chuckled while looking at Beatrice quickly lose herself in her carnal desires.
“You-haah-go on ahead,” Beatrice said in between ragged breaths. “We’ll be there soon.”
“Aye, aye,” Ember saluted Beatrice, and then said to Olivia, “Looks like it’ll be just you and me for now.”
“D-don’t… Don’t do anything stupid! Either of you!” Beatrice strongly warned the bitter duo.
“Yes, yes, she’ll be in one piece when you get back,” Ember said as she walked outside.
Olivia followed Ember silently and took one last conflicted look at Beatrice and the others, before disappearing from sight.
Meanwhile, Beatrice did something she wanted to do the moment she saw the two girls indulging themselves—she touched the bunny girl’s naked shoulder and cast [Dick Growing].