Notebooks of a Sick Lover
Chapter 24

Copyright© 2008 by Sally Marx

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 24 - This is the love story of a girl seduced by a powerful man with an immense sexual appetite. She will first become his pet, then descend to his slave, and finally his portable entertainment as they travel around the world.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Romantic   Reluctant   Heterosexual   Humiliation   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Size  

I was so deeply asleep that you had to shake me for awhile to wake me up. I was so tired when I finally opened my eyes that you had to help me slip off the bed and stand up. I yawned and stretched my arms, and you kissed me and told me that you want me to eat something before we went to the airport to catch our flight to Berlin.

I definitively agreed, for as sleepy as I was, I was very hungry also. So you sent me to the shower while we waited for the room service to bring a vigorous brunch for us (as it was almost noon already).

I noticed how my articulations ached once I went to the shower, and while I let the hot water run and fill the tube, I examined my body and noticed some bruises around. What a night! It had been really wild. I still could feel my asshole wider than usual, and turning over to watch it on the mirror I could see it was dilated indeed, and once I passed my finger around to check for its integrity, I could feel how it was still kind of creamy inside. I have had so much cum inside that some of it had jellied inside me.

How filthy ... but how arousing it was to remember it; and to feel that I still had in my body the spunk of so many males who had got pleasure from me. I couldn't help but stick a finger in my anus and delve a little there, then getting it into my mouth and savor it. It was sticky and smelly, and it tasted sour, but it brought to me an even more vivid recall of the last night, and for a moment I closed my eyes and felt again the cocks throbbing around me, the brute forces working against my sphincter and throat; the suffocation and the gags for the copious loads of sperm gushing in my mouth.

Damn bitch! I was getting horny again right after the longest night of debauchery. I shook my head and went into the tube at once. The hot water relaxed my contracted muscles and made me feel better, although it didn't help calming down my hormones.

So, after wiping my body and washing my hairs, getting rid of all the stickiness and pouring a good deal of treatment to be able to disentangle that mess, I took a final shower and I started cooling the water little by little, getting close to freezing, trying to calm me down so I could refrain myself to jump over you and miss our flight.

As it was quite usual by now, you had to peek over the door and call me out, reproaching me for taking so much time. The food was already there and cooling.

Then I rushed to dry me a little, made a turban on my head with the towel, and went out of the bathroom naked, as I didn't find the dressing gown. Distractedly I bent beside the bed, looking for it in the pile of sheets and towels, and then I heard a clanking of plates and cups and a cough.

I turned around and shrieked when I saw a waiter there, with a tray in his hands. Instinctively, I covered my tits and groin with my hands, and then I heard you laughing. The waiter was really astounded and ashamed, but you calmed him down saying: "It's ok, honey, you already showed the gentleman your nicest parts, so what's the use to cover up like that?", and kept laughing, of course.

The waiter was leaving everything and trying to flee when you told him: "Don't worry, boy. We won't tell anybody about this little ... incident." And then to me: "Indeed, bunny, this helpful young man came back to provide us with tea for you, as I forgot to ask for it, and he brought just coffee the first time."

Confused, the guy was slowly walking backwards to the door, but you stopped him: "I'm afraid that you can't go out like that without getting in troubles", you said pointing to the man's groin. I noticed that he was having an incipient hard-on, and he quickly covered himself with the empty tray, embarrassed.

"Oh, but you don't have to worry, really! She's here to take care of that", you told him, coming to his side and getting an arm over his shoulders, friendly making him come closer to me. "Don't you, my dirty little bitch?"

I blushed, but I understood that you were in the mood, so I dropped my hands and approached you, questioningly: "Well ... but ... won't we be late for our flight?"

"Late?" you laughed, "she thinks we can be late, after we already lost our flight this morning. You can't believe it, boy, but she couldn't get up after having fucked like a bastard all night long with about a couple dozen wild sailors. You know how these guys are..."

Oops! So I had already committed another mistake. At least you seem to be more fun than upset ... And I could notice that your comment amazed the man, but didn't help to reduce his hard-on, which he can't cover anymore with the tray, as it was already too stiff for that.

"But I notice that you liked what she showed you, so maybe you want to check it better ... Come on, Sal, turn around and show our friend my favorite toy", you commanded me. As usual, I promptly did as you told me, turning around, bending myself a bit, letting my hands rest on the bed and popping my ass in front of the sweating waiter.

"Look at this butt, my friend ... it use to be even tighter, but it seems it is still a bit too battered after yesterday night's ravaging. This slut is so insatiable that she didn't stop until she received a boatload of semen in her annus ... But you can still enjoy her, if you want, and she'll be more than happy to help you handle your situation, isn't it, my fuckbunny? Tell our friend what you would love him to do."

Submissive, I looked at the guy and meowed "Fuck my ass, please ... I want you to fuck my ass...", while I slowly moved my butt up and down, inviting.

The guy babbled and tried to resist, mentioning something about duty, but you encouraged him, "Oh, you're on duty, for sure. She will surely receive a good service from you, and she'll surely give you a good tip for that. Come here and help him with this, my whorelet."

So I turned back and knell in front of him, taking the tray away and working on his trousers to release his raising pole. The guy was a twenty-something, quite handsome and blocky, and his tool seemed promising enough to feed my frenzy a bit more. I managed to open his zipper and get his slip down and a nice fat cock popped out, luscious. I immediately tried to engulf it, but you were already gripping my hairs like a ponytail to keep my face at the proper distance, so I had to start slowly, barely licking the tip of his cock with outstretched tongue. The guy buffed and closed his eyes, reclining back his head in a gesture of irresistible delight.

 
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