- Jun 28, 2011
Skullport, also known as the Port of Shadows, was a subterranean city located far below Waterdeep. While rumors of this subterranean domain of villainy persisted throughout the surface world, few of its inhabitants had any knowledge of any points of entry.
The opening starts in a "public bathhouse" which in truth is a place for people to indulge in their desires, no matter how debauched they might be...
The damp walls provided little support as Daelas tried to find a little more purchase, his fingers gripping at the bricks. A loud groan escaped the toned demon blooded half-elf, his body quaking as it endured an invasion. Bent over at the waist with his legs apart, Daelas' bubble butt was being invaded by a delicious cock. Did he know who's cock it was? No, he'd never laid eyes on the dark haired fellow in his life, but that didn't matter. What mattered was how it stretched the tight walls of his ass, hitting that spot inside over and over. But as good as it was, it sadly was over too soon.
There was a tightening of his companion's rod and then Daelas felt it, the flood of seed spurting forth to fill his greedy hole. Letting out another moan he quivered, loving the feeling of being filled. But it lasted only a moment, for the other male drew out, releasing Daelas' hips at the same time. Not wanting it to be over quite yet the silver haired half-elf spun around, somewhat wobbly, but managed to squat down and quickly engulfed the cum covered cock with his mouth. Cum leaked out of his ass, pooling on the floor with water that was there from the shower they hadn't bothered to be under, even as he suckled and licked at the stranger's dick. But sadly the swarthy man pulled away, his cock remaining soft, saying something in a language Daelas didn't understand as he left.
"Damn," he murmured as he was left alone, then sighed and rose to his feet. Daelas didn't often get to indulge in his proclivities like this, but when he did he had found that Skullport was the place to do so, especially the bathhouse with a title in drow that translated roughly to "den of depravity", but really it had a deeper and more lascivious meaning than any words in the common tongue could manage. While various jobs and such kept Daelas on the surface most of the time he often wished he could spend a few months a year in the bathhouse rather than the odd day he managed every so often.
Still unsatisfied with his indulgences for the day Daelas slowly wandered out of the more private room, taking a hall that lead back to one of the more public baths. Along the way he saw various scenes of debauchery, some romantic, others outright depraved, all which brought a smile to his lips. Entering into a larger domed room with a steaming recessed bath in the middle, Daelas had no qualms about crossing the open space to the steaming water fully nude. Around him were beings of a dozen different races or more, some just chatting, others in the midst of fucking. But he ignored them all for now, instead lowering himself into the waters and sighing as he leaned back against one of the sides of the bath. Only then did he begin to look around, his silver-grey eyes greedily searching the crowd for his next partners... or perhaps partners.