Chapter 12: Tourist One Hundred, Francesca, with Appetizers Carlie and Melissa

Chapter 12: Tourist #100 Francesca, with Appetizers Carlie & Melissa

My trip to Mexico had certainly been ‘productive’. Not only had I greatly increased my ‘virgin count’ and filled another box with trophies, but I had also implanted dozens of babies into unsuspecting women; not to mention some of the most intense sex of my life and hours of incredibly erotic porn to watch. The airline industry had to replace, at least temporarily, two pregnant flight attendants - which should not cause immediate global concern. The Mexican school system had to deal with a scandal involving a group of pregnant students, but the outrage would eventually be replaced by joy over the newborns.

As an organized scientist, I filed every movie of my sex adventures, every picture of my conquests, along with their names, addresses, birthdays, and social media accounts, in an ever-expanding database. I regularly checked the social media feeds of all my conquests for pregnancies or babies, adding to the database of my offspring.

Whenever I had a free minute (and sperm in my balls), I knocked up a few more tourists in the bathrooms of fancy restaurants and hotels. The more experience I had, the more reckless I became. It was inevitable that we would eventually be caught by other women using the restroom. I learned that a quick shot of tx34 could turn a problem into an opportunity, namely a hot threesome.

Being in the ladies’ room was a perfect safeguard against male interference, allowing me to avoid problems with those unsuspecting male partners waiting upstairs. As exciting and “productive” as they were, these routine quickies became less and less satisfying, and I became increasingly selective in my choice of sex partners. Slowly, I went from being a horny geek who wanted to fuck every other young woman he saw to a seasoned connoisseur of women who wanted to hit the jackpot.

Today I was celebrating my 100th victim. To mark the occasion, I had spent several days trying to find someone really special. Finally, I had found the perfect target, a strikingly beautiful, slender and tall woman with a magnificent bust, apparently on a trip with a man about twenty years her senior. I had seen her on many magazine covers: Her name was Francesca, and she was said to be twenty-two years old. According to the tabloids, she was one of the most beautiful and sought-after models of our time.

I waited patiently for her visit to the ladies’ room, watching the odd couple sitting at the table, each minding their own business. When she finally got up to walk to the basement, my heart skipped a beat. Standing, she was even more striking. Those incredibly long legs of a professional model, the grace with which she moved, the definition in every muscle of her body. Breathtaking!

My hands trembled with anticipation as I followed her. As usual, I waited outside until she finished her business and washed her hands. As soon as I saw her figure through a crack in the door, I went inside with my spray ready. As usual, her expression changed from surprise, anger, fear to excitement, lust, and desire in just a few seconds after I applied the drug to her skin.

Our resulting quickie in the bathroom was one of the best ever: her pussy was extremely tight (almost like a virgin), her athletic butt muscles milked my dick with a lot of power, her orgasmic face was angelic, her big tits firm and smooth, her toned body flawless, her thin muscular legs impossibly long.

As always, I had enjoyed looking in the mirror as I pounded her from behind, mesmerized by her bouncing jugs. To celebrate the anniversary, I held back to give her a series of earth-shattering orgasms before releasing a massive load of cum into her fertile womb. After our orgasm faded, she collapsed over the sink. While she was recovering, I retrieved her panties and my hidden cameras.

She was so out of it that I managed to get some additional pictures of her dripping cunt and even her ID, credit card and anything else I could find in her purse. On impulse, I grabbed her room key card before retreating to my table.

I finished my salad and waited for her to return. She took a few minutes - I guess she needed to fix her makeup and compose herself. She seemed to be walking uncomfortably with no panties and a full load of semen, but no one but me seemed to notice. Her chair was sure to be stained from the sperm dripping out of her, I thought.

Back at the table, she tried her best to continue the conversation with her husband but could not resist looking at me with burning desire in her eyes. Almost all of the women I had impregnated had felt embarrassed, ashamed, and awkward when they returned to sit with their betrayed partner after our romp. Never before had I seen such a lack of bad consciousness coupled with a persistent passion. There was something special about Francesca that I couldn’t put my finger on, but I realized I couldn’t just walk away. Our delightful little encounter seemed to be just an appetizer for something more.

When he excused himself to go to the bathroom a little later, I walked over to her table and squeezed her nipples while kissing her deeply on the mouth. She accepted the kiss for a few seconds too long to make her protests sound convincing.

I sat next to her and continued to finger her dripping cunt under the table, much to her delight, hidden by my body. Short as it may have been, our fling downstairs had given her the best orgasm of her life - the best six, to be exact, one after the other, sending her lust to new heights.

She was by no means satisfied. It took less than a minute of vigorously rubbing my fingers over her clit before her whole body convulsed. Eventually her legs shook from a powerful orgasm that caused her eyes to roll back. She had to stifle her scream of pleasure by pressing the cotton napkin to her face!

Out of the corner of my eye I saw her husband return. I whispered to her, “I want more of you. She blushed deeply and looked at me with lustful eyes. I disappeared from the restaurant before her husband could see me, leaving her breathing heavily and flushed.

I felt on top of the world. She had let me finger her in the middle of a public place, knowing her husband would be back any second! A world-famous model, the sexiest woman I had ever seen, was lusting after me. It may have been tx34 that started it, but that alone couldn’t fully explain this reaction. It was almost as if she was infatuated with me - too good to be true.

After a long walk in the park, to enjoy the feeling of power it gives to be the object of desire for a drop-dead gorgeous model, I strolled to Francisca’s hotel, the most exclusive 5-star establishment in the city. I felt I had to treat my 100th birthday girl to a real fuck, not just a bathroom romp.

My spontaneous plan was to book a room close to hers so I could snatch her while he slept. At the reception desk I had to wait for an American couple and their two beautiful teenage daughters. They had booked adjoining rooms, but the hotel switched them, so they ended up in rooms on different floors. They made quite a fuss about it, but eventually had to give in, smoothed over by vouchers for the bar.

As I waited for them to resolve their room conflict, my eyes wandered over these two teenage girls. They both looked so young, inexperienced, yet delightfully sexy in their provocatively tight teen dresses. What they lacked in stunning perfection compared to Francesca, they made up in youthful energy and virginal innocence.

I was tempted to ditch Francesca and seduce these two teenage girls, Carlie and Melissa, instead. I overheard them saying good night to their parents as they went to their respective rooms. Both of these innocent virgins were well within the legal age of consent in the UK, and over eighteen, as I had learned when they gave their birth dates to the front desk. Interestingly, these two delicious girls had been given a room not far from where Francesca and her husband were sleeping.

I decided to have all three. These two young hotties as appetizers and Francesca as the main course and dessert. Before it was my turn to check in, I retired to the bar to think. Maybe I didn’t need my own room after all? Out of the corner of my eye I saw Francesca and her husband returning. They did not notice me at the bar and went straight to their room.

An hour later, my mind made up, I knocked on Carlie and Messila’s door, perfume in hand. Carlie, the older girl, opened the door in her nightgown, obviously not expecting to see a complete stranger. Her braless C-cup breasts pressed proudly against the thin fabric with youthful firmness, both nipples clearly visible. Those magnificent breasts made my dick jump in my pants.

Trying with all my willpower not to stare at her cleavage, I looked at her innocently, feigned surprise, and muttered, “Wrong door, sorry to interrupt.”

Carlie smiled understandingly. Before she had a chance to close the door, I added, “Have a sample to offset the inconvenience,” and sprayed some perfume on her outstretched wrist before she could object.

Her surprised expression slowly turned to lust and desire. I noticed the typical reactions to tx34: stiff nipples, flushed cheeks, accelerated breathing. Our eyes locked and we stared at each other for what was clearly an inappropriately long time. In an unconscious gesture, she moistened her lips with her tongue.

Keeping eye contact, I raised my hand to her magnificent breasts and pinched one of the stiff nipples that poked right through the thin material of her nightgown. She gasped but continued to stare at me. I repeated the same on her other nipple as my right hand slid under the hem toward her pussy.

When it made contact with her smooth slit, another gasp escaped her mouth. Finally she closed her eyes. I stepped in and began French kissing her gorgeous lips. She reeked of the fresh shower she had just taken. The kiss must have awakened her because she returned it passionately. Her tongue swirled in my mouth, her arms wrapped around my neck while her hands gripped my head, pressing it so hard against her lips that it almost hurt.

My right hand was still on her naked little pussy, but now I had a finger in her little teenage hole and another on her sensitive clit. She moaned between kisses. I had slowly pushed her back into the room and closed the door behind us. The camera hidden in my backpack recorded everything from the corner where I had quickly dropped it. I took another small camera from my back pocket and placed it on a sideboard across the room as I pushed her towards the double bed. She was so far into her lust by now that she didn’t notice what I was doing.

Before lowering her onto the bed, I had removed her silk nightgown in one swift motion. Underneath was the firm body of a beautiful, youthful teenager. Her breasts were round, full, firm and fully developed, her waist, hips and thighs as slender as they could be at such a young age.

Before she could fully comprehend what was happening to her, I had my mouth on her clit, sucking on it and swirling my tongue around its base. My index finger entered her incredibly tight pussy again, feeling the now familiar resistance of a virgin. Her orgasm was fast approaching, so I increased the speed and pressure until she began to shake uncontrollably. I struggled to keep my mouth on her clit as her hips moved up and down violently, her body shaking for minutes with an intense climax.

Her cries of pleasure had attracted her younger sister, Melissa, who had been taking a shower. Melissa peered through the half-open bathroom door, her naked body mostly hidden behind the frame. Her eyes went wide when she saw her sister naked on the bed with a stranger sucking her clit. I looked into her eyes as her sister slowly came down from her high, still shaking and panting.

While Melissa and I stared at each other, Carlie baked in her post-orgasmic bliss, lying motionless on her back, seemingly unconscious, her face covered with a satisfied smile. I motioned for Melissa to come over to the bed. To my complete surprise, she obeyed - even without the use of tx34! Her hands covered her breasts and pussy as she approached, maintaining eye contact.

I instructed Melissa to lie down next to her older sister, Carlie. I moved her hand away from her pussy and began rubbing her clit. Melissa looked like a younger version of her sister Carlie: her slightly smaller breasts still puffy, very firm and perky, a touch of baby fat around her face and hips, and very smooth and tight pussy lips.

Her sister’s presence seemed to make her brave enough to let me, a much older stranger, rub her clit. It didn’t take long for it to have the desired effect, and her breathing became shallower. I lowered my lip to her clit and inserted my finger into her tiny pussy. She gasped at the intrusion and made some high-pitched noises.

Fortunately, Carlie had slowly come back to life. Filled with lust and without inhibitions, thanks to the magic of tx34, she began to rub her sister’s small breasts, placing her mouth on the nipple closest to her, overcoming any fear her little sister might have had. Now that she was calmer, my finger went in and out feverishly, quickly bringing her closer to reaching her climax.

My other hand had returned to Carly’s dripping wet hole. We continued like this for a few minutes - climbing higher and higher up the mountain of lust. When Melissa finally erupted in a wild orgasm, shaking and spasming like crazy, her sister immediately followed with her second release. I tried to prolong their climaxes as long as possible, but after a few minutes of shaking, panting, screaming, and moaning, they collapsed, holding each other tightly as their teenage boobies squeezed together.

While they basked in their afterglow, I undressed. Looking around the room, I saw the pile of their clothes and pocketed the usual trophies. I also retrieved another camera, a tiny one, which I placed on a small lamp on their bed, giving it a perfect close-up of the activity. I hadn’t planned on actually screwing them to save my sperm for Francesca - but who could resist a couple of cute virgins?

I moved between Carlie’s legs, pushed them wide open, then positioned my dick on top of her pussy hole. It was so warm and wet that I began to press down as if it were magnetic. My dick slowly slid inside her, tearing her hymen as I went. The exhaustion from her two intense climaxes and the effects of tx34 had lowered her pain threshold to the point that she only gasped slightly as her cherry ripped open.

Once I was fully inside her, I enjoyed her tight vagina for a minute before beginning to fuck her slowly but steadily. Her panting and moaning resumed and quickly increased in intensity until she exploded in her third orgasm. This time I didn’t give her a chance to recover, but continued to thrust in and out, picking up the pace.