Chapter 19: A Special Experience with Anna Scott

After arriving at her estate, I had some time to rest in the guesthouse - a charming, cozy place overlooking her sprawling gardens. I slept for a few hours, sinking into the soft bed and getting some much-needed rest after all the wonderful activity on the flight. When I awoke, I felt completely refreshed and ready to face whatever the evening might bring.

Kaia had invited me to a family dinner with her husband and their two young twins. The invitation felt like a test, a challenge to see if I could keep my composure while being around their normal life. She introduced me to her husband, Bratt, who barely paid attention to me, his mind seemingly preoccupied with other thoughts. He seemed to be a decent man, though there was a certain aloofness about him, as if he was always somewhat detached from his surroundings.

It was also the first time I had met her two adorable twin girls, who were just as charming as their mother. These kids, I had to remind myself, were my own daughters. They had Kaia’s bright eyes and playful spirit, and I found myself smiling as they giggled and ran around the room.

No one seemed to suspect anything between Kaia and me, and I was careful to let sleeping dogs lie and not draw unnecessary attention to myself. I was careful to remain friendly but distant, giving no hint that there was once more between us. Kaia exchanged a few flirtatious glances with me when Bratt wasn’t looking, her eyes filled with a mischievous glint that made my heart skip a beat. But otherwise, we just enjoyed the meal, talking about mundane topics like the weather, the local community, and her plans for the estate. The atmosphere was relaxed, but there was an underlying tension that only she and I seemed to feel.

Afterwards, I helped clear the table while Bratt took the girls outside for a little bedtime romp. The evening air was cool, and the sound of their laughter echoed through the open door. As soon as they were outside, I leaned over and gave Kaia a kiss, cupping both of her tits.

She tried to pull away, her eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and excitement. “Not in here! Bratt’s right outside!” Her voice was a whisper, but the urgency in her tone only heightened the tension between us.

Against my better judgment, my desire for her perfect young body overcame me, igniting memories of our passionate affair years ago, the beginning of my career as a male hooker. I could still remember the feel of her skin under my fingertips, the taste of her lips - a memory that sent shivers down my spine.

I applied a little tx34 to her neck, which instantly removed her resistance. I lifted her dress, moved her thong aside, pulled my dick out through the fly of my pants, applauding myself for having the foresight to forgo any underwear, and plunged forward, thrusting my hard cock deep into her wet pussy.

Kaia steadied herself on the kitchen counter and thrust back passionately. I could see the desire in her eyes. Through the large window we could see Bratt chasing the kids around the yard, his laughter mingling with theirs. We were fortunate that the sun was about to set, casting a warm glow outside and making it harder for him to see inside. Had the light been different, he might have caught us fucking like rabbits, a scene that felt both exciting and dangerously reckless.

The thrill of fucking just a few feet away from her husband, practically in full view, sent adrenaline coursing through my veins. It was so intoxicating that it took only a few minutes for our romp to end in mutual ecstasy as I released a massive load of cum deep inside her hot tunnel, her vaginal muscles contracting, her legs trembling. As soon as the last drop was deposited, I withdrew, closing my fly and lowering her skirt.

I was glad to have escaped disaster, realizing how perilously close we were to cross a line that could shatter her family. The thought sent a jolt of reality through me. Kaia remained leaning against the kitchen counter for what seemed like an eternity, her breath coming in quick, heated bursts as she tried to regain control of herself.

When she finally regained her composure, her expression changed to one of indignation. She reached under her dress and pulled out her thong, throwing the soiled fabric at me in mock rage. “Tom, you are a ruthless, daredevil skirt chaser! How dare you fuck me like this?”

I feigned innocence, an amused smile creeping across my face. “I work hard for my million dollars...” I replied lightly, hiding the inner turmoil I was feeling. Inside, I laughed, the excitement of our shared secret electrifying the air between us.

Just then, Bratt and the children returned, their energy filling the room once again. The kitchen was clean, with only a faint smell of sex to suggest her infidelity. It was a stark contrast to the charged atmosphere that had lingered only moments before. Kaia hugged and kissed Bratt, a quick peck that felt almost forced, her eyes darting away as if to betray the thoughts racing through her mind. He was too focused on the twins to notice his wife’s strange excitement, blissfully unaware of the tension crackling in the air.

I excused myself, a mixture of regret and exhilaration swirling within me as I retreated to their guest house in the garden. I heard them herding their children into the bathroom, the sounds of giggles and splashes filling the night. It was a reminder of the mundane life Kaia had with her family, and the contrast of our past in London’s fancy hotel rooms lingered in my mind like a haunting melody, refusing to fade.

An hour later, I was still relaxing in a chair with a glass of Scotch from the minibar when the door to my room opened. Kaia walked in briskly, quickly closing the door behind her. She walked over to me, taking off her dress as she went.

I was puzzled by the lust burning in her eyes as the effects of tx34 should have worn off by now. Why was she still so horny? Why did she risk meeting me so close to her husband? Tx34 sometimes acted in unpredictable ways - unleashing desire and lust long after it had been removed from the system.

When she reached me, she removed her bra in one swift motion, knelt down and unzipped my fly. Her tantalizing young naked body had made my cock twitch, but it was still mostly flaccid as she began to suck it enthusiastically. Any doubts about her intentions quickly evaporated.

It only took a minute for her to bring it to full battle readiness. She stood up and guided my penis towards her wet cunt. As soon as she felt its head on her pussy lips, she pushed her body down until her clit touched my shaved pubic area. Her vagina was still soaked from my earlier deposit.

After enjoying the sensation of my dick filling her, she moved her hips back and forth in quick motions, moaning loudly. Her arms rested on my knees, pushing her jiggling tits forward. I remained motionless, letting her use my body to work herself to another climax. Her rocking motion accelerated, the pressure on my pelvis intensified, her breathing harder, the moaning louder - until she stiffened and held her breath.

After what seemed like a minute of full-body spasms, her body lurched forward, her vagina rhythmically contracted, her legs trembled, and a deep roar of pleasure escaped her mouth. This pushed me over the edge as well and I unleashed my second round of cum into her slutty cunt.

I savored the sensation of her tight pussy on my cock as her naked body collapsed on top of me. I held her tightly now, preventing her limp body from slipping to the floor. When she regained her senses, she lifted her body off my glistening penis and released it with a plop. Then she put her dress back on and walked back to the door.

“Reckless, foolish skirt chaser! Senseless, irresponsible stud!” With those kind remarks she was gone.

I shook my head, took another sip of my Scotch, and flipped through the video of our screwing on my phone. I noticed her discarded bra on the floor and wondered if Bratt would notice. His previous behavior had shown a profound indifference to his wife’s sexual cravings. Nothing had indicated that he considered me a rival for his wife’s pussy, but instead embraced my role as a helper for the upcoming birthday party.

If Kaia dared to have intercourse with him tonight, he would find her unusually well lubricated, I chuckled. But it was unlikely that she would go that far.

The next day’s party was huge, with many of Hollywood’s stars and starlets in attendance. More than a dozen of the guests had been my clients, and they gave me surreptitious little winks and glances when their spouses weren’t paying attention.

I made my rounds, but since I wasn’t really part of the crowd, I ended up standing off to the side, near the edge of the garden, just watching people and sipping my drink.

Suddenly, a voice in my back startled me. A young woman had approached me. I recognized her. She was an aspiring actress who had introduced herself as Lia when we met in London a few years ago. I was convinced that wasn’t her real name, but who cared? She had been decidedly underage when we met, so my massage service had stayed within certain limits, much to her frustration, but I wasn’t going to risk impregnating an underage teenager.

“You know I’m legal now?” she chirped in my ear.

“Huh, you don’t look it - but I guess I’ll take your word for it,” I replied, recovering from my initial surprise.

I stepped back to take in her alluring, girlish, teenage form. Her round face was the most captivating part, with her cute freckles, very expressive mouth, and those burning eyes that seemed to look right into your soul. Her body was that of an athletic, slender and petite teenager, just over 5 feet or 150 cm tall and not even 100 pounds or 50 kg in weight. Her bubbly personality and petite, tiny frame made her look much younger. I was sure that with the right clothes and makeup, she could still play the role of a fourteen-year-old.

After taking in her alluring figure, I received my second shock when she boldly lifted the hem of her one-piece dress to show me her pussy. She was wearing no panties whatsoever, revealing her cute little perfectly shaved snatch. When she saw the look of shock mixed with desire and lust on my face, she laughed in her girlish, high-pitched, carefree way and lowered the hem again.

“I thought you would like it like this,” she said with a big grin, revealing the missing panties she had been hiding behind her back. She threw them in my face, giving me a quick whiff of their feminine scent until I caught them and put them in my pocket.

“Can you believe I am still a virgin?” she continued teasing me, “and I have heard so many rumors that you are the expert to treat this condition...”

She had stepped closer to me and rubbed against my dick through my pants, which was quickly stiffening as my brain processed the images of her naked slit. As she massaged my growing erection, she slowly pushed me back until we were behind a small bush. There was just enough room to stand between the bush and the massive wall that ran around the perimeter of the compound. I hoped it was dark enough to prevent the other guest from seeing us through the bush, because Lia, or whatever her real name was, had pulled my pants down to free my erect member.

“Ooh, look at that! Someone is excited. Do I take that as a yes?” she chirped, looking at my dick with big eyes. Her small hands began to stroke it, very gently, giving me the impression that she had never touched a penis before.

“It looks so scary and big. I can’t imagine it will fit inside me. Will it?” she asked with a worried voice.

“Oh, don’t worry,” I replied.

OK, I know. I should have said something like, “You should save yourself for the right guy” - or asked her, “Do you really want to spend your first time at a party behind a bush with a much older guy you barely know?

However, there was this petite girl with the cutest pussy ever who asked me to treat her virginity condition ... well, I could not resist her charm. It’s not so easy to resist a teenager while she strokes your dick.

I picked her up, surprised at how light she was, and pushed her roughly against the wall. Her eyes met mine, a mixture of excitement and uncertainty, and I could feel her breath catch in her throat. Now that she saw the carnal desire burning in my eyes, her curiosity about what sex was all about was replaced by the fear of pain when my male organ entered her virgin body.

With the constant risk of being exposed by other partygoers walking around the garden, I didn’t have time to take things slow. I planted my mouth on hers and kissed her hard. My chest pressed hard against her small B-cup breasts, and I could feel her heart pounding hard.

Fortunately, there was a small ledge, probably once used to hold a statue, where she could sit - at least as long as I kept pressing her against the wall. I lowered her onto the ledge, her body fitting perfectly against mine, and kissed her again. Her response was hesitant at first, then more fervent, a dance of longing and discovery. Her hands reached for my shoulders, pulling me closer.

She tasted of sweetness and warmth, and I could feel the shiver that ran through her as I held her tightly against me. Instinctively, her legs wrapped around me, pressing her naked pussy against my groin. We both knew what was about to happen. Her breathing was ragged, her heart pounding like a hammer, both driven by excitement and desire, yet tinged with fear and uncertainty.”

We looked at each other and her eyes shone with a burning passion that left no doubt she wanted this to happen. Without breaking eye contact, I placed my erection at the entrance to her tight tunnel, opening her labial lips with its head. I pushed forward, stretching her until half the head of my penis was inside. Then, I felt a resistance as it pressed against her hymen. She had told the truth about her surprising sexual innocence!

Her eyes began to water from the increasing pain and her breathing stopped. I knew that without tx34, ripping a young woman’s cherry could sometimes be quite painful. It was not always that painful, but this seemed to be one of those times. I was tempted to ease her suffering with my drug, which would not only increase her arousal a hundredfold, but also numb her pain level accordingly.

However, it would also induce ovulation, overriding the hormonal birth control, which would almost certainly result in her becoming pregnant. Although she had recently turned eighteen, at least by her own account, she seemed far too young to be a responsible mother - she was almost a child herself.

So, I proceeded with the only other option there was: I pressed my mouth hard against hers - and then I thrust my rod with all my might into her virgin tunnel, tearing her cherry apart in an instant. As my penis ripped her open, she screamed in pain, muffled as best as possible by my mouth. It was still loud enough for some people to turn their heads, but fortunately no one could see anything behind the bushes, so they continued their discussions as if nothing had happened.