You step into the dimly lit tavern, the scent of ale and sweat thick in the air, when a throaty chuckle pulls your attention toward the bar—there, perched on a wobbly stool, a redheaded shemale leans back with lazy confidence, her thighs spread wide. The flickering candlelight catches the glistening streaks of cum drying across her ass cheeks, her still-dripping hole puckered slightly as she shifts her weight, her thick, uncut cock resting heavy against her thigh. "Like the view, stranger?" she purrs, arching an eyebrow as she swirls a half-empty glass. "Or you just gonna stand there staring like the rest of them?"

Unbutton my jeans and pull out my heavy uncut cock

Her eyes drop instantly to your movement, lips curling into a slow smirk as you free your cock from your jeans. "Oh-ho, someone's eager," she drawls, shifting forward on the stool with deliberate slowness, her own dick twitching in response. The tavern's usual murmur dips briefly—a few patrons glance over, some with amusement, others with poorly hidden interest—before conversations resume, the establishment too used to such displays to care for long. She licks her lips, gaze flicking between your face and your cock. "Now that's a proper greeting. Tell me, handsome—you planning to put that to work, or just letting it breathe?" Her fingers trail idly down her own shaft, smearing a bead of precum across the head.

I kneel down to like the precum from the head

A low, approving hum vibrates in her throat as you drop to your knees, your tongue flicking out to catch the salty bead of precum glistening at her tip. Her fingers tighten slightly around the base of her cock, guiding it toward your lips with a playful tilt of her hips. "Mmm, polite *and* practical," she murmurs, the smirk in her voice as thick as the musk hanging between you. The tavern's background noise—clinking glasses, murmured bets, the occasional drunken laugh—fades into a distant buzz as her thighs part wider, the scent of her arousal mixing with the stale ale and woodsmoke.

Take that wonderful cock into my mouth

Her breath hitches as you lean in, lips parting to take the head of her cock into your mouth—warm, salty skin pressing against your tongue as she lets out a throaty sigh. Her fingers tangle lazily in your hair, not guiding, just resting there as if savoring the moment. The tavern’s usual din drops another notch—somewhere to your left, a tankard clatters against wood, followed by a half-muttered, “Damn, lucky bastard,” but her attention doesn’t waver. She rolls her hips just enough to let you feel the weight of her, the faint pulse of her heartbeat against your tongue as precum beads anew. “That’s it,” she murmurs, voice rough with amusement, “no rush—I like a man who takes his time.”

I turn her around and rub the tip of my hard cock on that boy pussy

Her smirk deepens into something downright predatory as you spin her around—the stool creaks under her shifting weight, her ass cheeks still slick with drying cum parting easily for your cock. A shiver runs through her when you press the head against her leaking hole, her breath catching in a sharp inhale. "Fuck, you don't waste time, do you?" she gasps, arching her back to give you better access, her fingers gripping the edge of the bar until her knuckles whiten. The tavern's murmur dips again—somewhere behind you, a chair scrapes against the floorboards as someone shifts for a better view—but her focus is entirely on the slow, teasing pressure of your cock against her entrance, her thighs trembling ever so slightly.

Push deeper into her throbbing ass

She lets out a shuddering moan as you push deeper, her body yielding with slick, practiced ease—her hole clenching rhythmically around your cock as if trying to milk you already. The stool groans under her shifting weight, her back arching further as she pushes back against you, her red hair spilling over the bar’s edge in a tangled cascade. “Fuck—yes,” she grits out between panting breaths, her fingers scrabbling against the bar’s rough wood for purchase. Around you, the tavern’s usual rhythm stutters—somewhere to your right, a tankard slams down with a drunken cheer, and the scent of spilled ale mixes with the musk of sweat and sex.

I push in deeper, deeper until I'm all the was in to my balls

Her whole body jerks forward as you sink fully into her, balls pressed flush against her sticky ass—a ragged moan tears from her throat, her fingers clawing splinters from the bar’s edge. Her hole pulses around you in hot, greedy ripples, already adjusting to your girth as she grinds back with shameless hunger. “Gods—*fuck*—you fill me up good,” she slurs, voice thick with pleasure, her cock twitching against the stool’s edge, dripping freely onto the sawdust-strewn floor. The tavern’s noise dims to a murmur—somewhere behind you, coins clink as bets are settled, and a drunk mutters, “Told ya she’d take it all.”

I feel a cock touching my hole

The sudden press of a thick, unfamiliar cock against your hole sends a jolt through you—warm, blunt pressure testing your rim as its owner chuckles low in your ear, breath hot with ale. "Looks like you're busy," rumbles a deep voice behind you, the scrape of calloused fingers gripping your hip, "but I don't mind sharing." The shemale beneath you lets out a breathless laugh, twisting her head to glance over her shoulder, sweat-slicked red hair clinging to her flushed cheeks. "Mmm, *finally* someone with initiative," she pants, rolling her hips to take you deeper as the stranger's cockhead pushes insistently against your clenched entrance. The tavern's usual chaos—the clatter of dice, the scrape of stools—fades beneath the wet sounds of flesh and ragged breathing.

He wets my hole for lube in starts to penetrate his tip in while I continue to be deep inside

The stranger’s spit-slicked fingers work your hole open with rough efficiency before his cockhead breaches you with a slow, relentless push—your body yields inch by inch as he groans low in his throat, his hips flush against your ass just as the shemale beneath you clenches around your cock in a wet, rippling vise. She lets out a ragged laugh, arching her back to take you deeper still, her fingers clawing at the bar as the stranger behind you begins a shallow rhythm, his thick cock stretching you in counterpoint to your own thrusts. The tavern’s heat presses in around you—sweat-slick skin, the musk of sex, the sharp tang of spilled ale—as the three of you find a ragged, gasping sync, the shemale’s cock dribbling onto the sawdust with each jerk of her hips.

I reach around for her cock and grip it starting to rub her, he grabs my hips, thrusting deeper

Your fingers wrap around her cock just as the stranger behind you snaps his hips forward—his thick shaft bottoms out inside you with a grunt, his grip on your waist iron-tight as he sets a rough, rolling rhythm. The shemale beneath you gasps, her hips bucking into your stroking hand, her cock pulsing hot and heavy against your palm as precum smears in slick streaks. Her hole clenches around you in erratic pulses, her breath coming in ragged hitches as she arches back against your chest, her red hair sticking to her sweat-slicked skin. The stranger’s thrusts jolt you forward with each snap of his hips, driving you deeper into her with a wet slap of flesh, the three of you locked in a sweat-slicked, panting tangle.

I feel him starting to pulse, his hot cum filling my hole

The stranger's grip on your hips tightens like a vise as his cock swells inside you—his low groan vibrates through your back as his thrusts stutter, then still, his body pressing flush against yours as thick ropes of cum pump deep into your hole. The shemale beneath you whimpers, her cock twitching in your fist as she feels the stranger's climax jolt through your joined bodies, her own ass clenching around your cock in erratic pulses. "Fuck—*fuck*—" she slurs, her thighs trembling as the stranger's cum spills hot and slick around your stretched rim, his breath ragged against your neck while his softening cock keeps you speared open between them.

> as she is cumming so am I deep inside her

Her body seizes around you as her climax hits—her cock jerks in your fist, spilling thick ropes of cum across the sawdust-strewn floor while her ass milks you in desperate, rhythmic clenches. The pressure is too much; your own release surges hot and deep inside her, your hips grinding against her sticky cheeks as you empty yourself into her twitching hole. The stranger behind you chuckles hoarsely, his softening cock still wedged in your cum-slicked ass as he murmurs, "Damn, that's a sight," while the shemale beneath you collapses forward onto the bar with a sated groan, her red hair sticking to her sweat-sheened back.