Chapter 32: Maha Completes Love Quadruple

As exciting as it was, even the thousand impregnations had not made me forget Maha. On my flight home, I watched Mikel’s videos of our fucking session over and over again, my heart pounding every time I watched her orgasm. I had to think of that last, daring kiss in the back of her husband that stretched on for what seemed like forever.

Even after seducing a beautiful flight attendant and emptying my balls into her smooth tunnel, I felt the pain of lovesickness in my stomach. Why had this girl touched my heart so deeply? I had fucked literally thousands, if not tens of thousands, of the most attractive babes imaginable. Why was I so infatuated with Maha?

As the plane touched down, my phone lit up with a message that flipped my world upside down: Maha awaited me in the penthouse suite of one of the city’s most exclusive hotels.

Was I hallucinating? The butterflies in my stomach had surpassed mere somersaults and were now swirling in a frenzy of irrational excitement.

It turned out that Maha couldn’t bear to wait until after her wedding to see me again. She had persuaded her husband that London offered the best selection of wedding dresses, providing the perfect pretext for our clandestine rendezvous.

Maha had bombarded my assistant Angela with relentless urgency, clamoring for an immediate booking to the extent that she offered to pay double our standard fee for an instant slot. Eventually, Angela relented, veering from our customary policy, discerning an unusually profound affection in Maha’s tone as she spoke of me.

Angela whisked me away directly from the plane using the airport’s opulent limousine service, eager to discuss this extraordinary booking.

Not a single word needed to be spoken; she grasped me through and through. The instant her gaze met mine, she detected the tears welling up.

“Oh! I see. Maha is not really a client,” were her initial words as we settled into the limo. “Allow me to reschedule your upcoming appointments. I’ll inform your wife that your negotiations in Dubai will require a few additional days. Anything else?”

She regarded me with intense curiosity. “Who is she? Tell me everything!”

She regarded me with curiosity. “Who is she? Tell me about her!”

I tried to explain as best I could, but she stopped me after a few minutes to make the necessary changes to my schedule.

I handed her the suitcase with Mikel’s hundred thousand dollars and requested her to take care of it. Though surprised, she asked no questions. She drove me directly to Maha’s hotel and handed me my bags, which she had taken along in anticipation of my urgency to reach Maha as soon as possible.

She had thoughtfully brought fresh clothes and some wet towels to help me freshen up in the back of the limo. Her expert blowjob calmed my nerves. I didn’t last as long as usual, prompting her to remark, “Oh boy, someone is excited to meet this Maha,” after my load went down her throat.

When I reached the suite and the door swung open, my heart skipped a beat. There stood Maha in the smallest possible silk nightgown that hugged her petite body, her dark nipples poking through the translucent fabric. The contrast between the white of the nightgown and the tan of her Middle Eastern skin, complemented by her long black hair cascading gracefully around her shoulders, was captivating.

The sight of this angelic creature reignited the butterflies in my stomach.

We both stood in awe for a few moments before eagerly embracing in an enduring kiss. With the fervor of a teenager, she enveloped my mouth, grasping my head in both hands and drawing me close as if merging our beings. Standing on tiptoe to meet my lips, she made it effortless for me to lift her delicate form with one arm.

As I moved inside the suit, I released the duffel bag from my other arm. Now that I had two hands, one lifted her up while the other fondled her firm young ass.

It was heartwarming for me to experience her youthful attempts to melt our bodies into one by squeezing with all her strength. She must have missed me even more than I did because her passion clearly exceeded the normal level of lust - even the thousand times increased lust after tx34 administration.

Her mouth was glued to mine, her strong tongue twisting around my mouth with the youthful lust and curiosity of a teenager enjoying her first lover. It was closer to the truth than I could have imagined at that moment. She would later confess to me that she had never loved anyone before in her short life.

After half an hour of intense kissing, I needed a break, or my lips would have gone numb. I lowered her onto the sofa. Reluctantly, she let go of my mouth and tried to pull me down as soon as she was on her back. I had already lifted her nightgown as I lowered her, pulling it over her head to expose her naked body.

Her skin was warm and smooth from a bath she must have taken, and it smelled of an expensive body lotion. I looked at her youthful body with love and affection before lowering my head to her pussy. She gasped as I touched her clit, which tasted great from the mixture of the body lotion and her own aroma.

She enjoyed my expert treatment of her clit, her body completely relaxed, her eyes closed. While my mouth was busy, my hands removed my own clothes before massaging her wonderfully firm young boobs with their dark areolas and nipples. As her breathing became more agitated, I inserted a finger into the tiny hole of her pussy, eliciting another gasp from her. I continued for a long time, bringing her closer and closer to climax, pausing just before she reached the point of no return.

Her desperation grew each time I denied her the final release. She even tried to push my head down with her hands, but to no avail. When she was on the verge of crying from her denied satisfaction, I took one last long pause before attacking her clit and pussy with extraordinary intensity, which pushed her over the edge in an instant.

Her body exploded in the most powerful orgasm imaginable. Only young teens can experience such pure, powerful emotion. I watched in awe as her body released so much joy that she cried out with pleasure.

“I love you! I love you! I love you!” were her first words as she regained her breath.

They were the first words out of her mouth since I arrived. I picked up her petite body and carried her to the large bed with its silk cover. As I held her weak body in both of my arms, I kissed her forehead and declared, “I love you too, Maha!” The tears in her eyes confirmed that she understood how sincerely I meant it.

On the bed, I moved between her legs and entered her tight pussy for the first time without her tx34 induced artificial desire. To me it felt like she was still a virgin. It was a special experience to feel her teenage pussy stretch, to see the joy on her face.

“Nothing compares to sex with true love,” I thought.

Her tunnel was as tight as her body was tiny, making me feel huge in comparison. The walls of her vagina pressed hard against my dick, making it almost painful to move - almost. In reality, it was the most wonderful feeling to slide in and out of her smooth tunnel that wrapped around my penis so tightly. I moved slowly, supporting my body with both hands to look at her face.

She looked back at me with her mouth open and her eyes wide, conveying the pleasure and love she was experiencing. Although she was perfectly still, the flickering in her eyes and the trembling in her legs betrayed two more orgasms before I began to kiss her. I had lowered my body for the kiss, now supporting my weight with one elbow.

With my other hand, I massaged her beautiful young and firm breasts, giving her immense pleasure. The pleasure was mutual, I suppose. Flicking her nipples caused her to buckle from another powerful orgasm, her vaginal muscles milking my dick so strongly that my resolve began to weaken.

As her orgasmic wave receded, I increased the speed of my strokes, hammering into her petite body with great force. The bed shook from our movements, her moans so loud they bordered on screams. Now it was my turn to shout, “I love you! I love you! I love you,” before I exploded in the most intense release I had experienced in a long time, spurting glob after glob of warm sperm into her young and tight womb.

The travel of my sperm would be hindered by two small balls of cells on their long journey from their place of fertilization a few days ago to their final resting place in her womb, but who cared now? Maha had experienced an equally strong orgasm and was enjoying the warm feeling of the liquid deeply inside her.

After recovering from this intense experience, we cuddled under the sheets, caressing each other’s bodies. Having released our mutual cravings to fuse our bodies we mutually reaffirmed the tremendous emotional bonding between us. We discussed our feelings openly. Maha knew I was not free to marry her, she knew there were other women in my life - yet she never challenged that.

She had accepted this from the beginning. She realized her seduction at the airport lounge was not just a one-time event. She was aware of my experience with women’s bodies. However, there was never the slightest hint of jealousy from her - on the contrary, she appeared proud to have the heart of a virile man. Little did I understand then how far this sentiment would go.

We took a shower together, culminating in another round of sex, before we both drifted off to sleep, her body pressed tightly against mine, my arms around her, my dick nestled between her legs. I had the most relaxing night in a long time and woke up completely refreshed. My dick was still between her legs, now sporting its morning erection.

The head of my cock was tantalizingly close to her wet entrance, which made it easy to slide back into her delightful body. I moved in and out, slowly waking her until she greeted me with a: “Good morning, sweetheart! You feel wonderful inside of me!”

She began to gyrate her hips, enjoying a fuck from behind. My hands roamed over her breasts, making her moan every time I flicked her stiff nipples, which were extremely sensitive.

When she orgasmed, her vagina contracting on my dick, I released a big load of cum into her. She felt how much it was and commented, “Wow, that was quite a lot! It feels so hot inside me.”

She turned around and let go of my dick with a loud plop and kissed me deeply on the mouth. “This is how I want to wake up every day,” she finally managed to say between kisses.

She had pushed me onto my back, thrown away the blanket and settled on my stomach. “Have I mentioned that I love you?” she said with a big grin before leaning over and kissing me on the mouth.

Her tits looked seductive, dangling from her petite body as she bent over. Her hips moved down my body, leaving a trail of cum on my stomach all the way to my crotch.

Her hot kisses had been sufficient to get my dick stiff once again. When she felt it twisting upward, she guided it into her dripping wet pussy with one hand and pressed down hard. Even after our fuck just minutes ago and with my huge morning load of cum inside, it was hard to get inside her exceptionally tight pussy. When we succeeded and her ass cheeks touched my legs, she gyrated her hips, exploring the sensation.

“Oh, how I love you inside me,” she declared. “I never expected sex to be so amazing.”

I let her use my body, admiring her youthful energy. She grinded herself to another orgasm on my dick, rocking wildly as she came. I wouldn’t let her down from her high, stroking her clit with my thumb. She wasn’t able to withstand yet another orgasm that washed over her exhausted body within minutes. This time I let her rest on me a while longer, my stiff cock still firmly in her pussy. I let my cock contract from time to time, eliciting a wave of pleasure from her.

When she was fully relaxed, I began to pound into her suddenly, rocking my hips up and down. Her body jumped up and down, my hands on her hips keeping her from flying off. Her boobs bounced right and left, up and down - not much, considering how firm they were, but provocative, nonetheless.

She soon erupted into a screaming orgasm, but I maintained my fucking motion, never letting her down. Her orgasm lengthened and lengthened until her body went limp. I doubled my speed and took one hand off her hips and moved it to her clit. My thumb began to rub it feverishly. Despite her exhaustion, she erupted into another screaming orgasm, pleading with me to stop.

I finally stopped and hugged her tightly. “A young girl can’t keep up with her old lover?” I teased her, my stiff cock still inside her.

She was too exhausted to struggle, her body completely limp on mine. She could only mumble something like “mhmmm mmmhh” and rest her head on my shoulder.

I turned her over, put her legs on my shoulders, and pounded her exhausted body for another half hour until I had recharged enough to release another load of cum into her semi-conscious body.

I collapsed onto the bed next to her, taking her lifeless body along with me, and placed her back on top of me as I hugged her. I pressed her tightly against my body, enjoying the sensation of her firm tits against my chest. Eventually my erection subsided, and she was able to stretch her legs.

She remained on top of me for a long time, her long and thick black hair tickling my body, my hands caressing her small teenage butt cheeks, flicking at those delicious creases between them and her thighs, that crease only teenagers (and some very lucky ones like Francesca and Kim) possessed.

Eventually she came to her senses and planted a deep kiss on my lips before pushing her body up to look at me. “This is the best I have ever felt in my life,” were her first words.

“Neither do I remember a better moment,” was my honest reply. We continued with more kisses and mutual declarations of love until she felt my stomach rumbling.

“I will order breakfast,” she said, picking up the hotel phone.

She ordered a full breakfast for two, saying “yes” to everything they suggested. Then she jumped up and excused herself to the bathroom. I gave her some privacy, lying in bed for a while before tidying up the room, tossing aside my discarded clothes, grabbing some fresh ones from my bag, before peeking into the bathroom.

Maha had showered, her long hair wrapped in a towel over her head. Otherwise, she was completely nude, standing in front of a large mirror, applying her makeup. Her back was to the door, so she didn’t see me. I admired her young, firm, and delicate body for a long time. Her legs were so long that they seemed to cover two-thirds of her body.

I loved how her pussy was clearly visible between the large gap between her legs, even in the upright position. Some girls had this backward-facing type of pussy that magnetically attracted dicks to push into them from behind.

In addition to this tantalizing backward-facing pussy, her perky teenage buttocks stood firmly and proudly off her body, with a deep crack between them. With their round shape, they resembled a pair of boobies.

She exuded a youthful beauty and sex appeal that was unparalleled. I might have been slightly prejudiced because of my strong emotions towards her, but she was clearly in the top league even when compared to my fashion model clients.

Finally, I approached her. She didn’t notice me coming, jumping, and shrieking when I touched her butt.

“I’m not accustomed to visitors in my bathroom, sweety,” she said, blushing from being nude in front of me.

I spun her around and kissed her on the mouth, then her nipples. “Nothing here I haven’t seen before,” I reassured her. “You are so incredibly pretty, Maha,” I added before retreating to the shower.

I washed myself thoroughly before coming out. She had wrapped a long towel around her body now, making her more confident. With appreciation, she looked at my naked body, resting on my cock for a long time; before throwing me a towel.

“Hurry up, lover! Breakfast has arrived! Let me sign for it.” She waited until I had the towel around my waist before opening the door.

Either she’s learning fast or she’s not so shy after all, I thought, thinking of her tantalizing body wrapped only in a towel in front of the hotel staff. When I came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, they were gone.

She giggled, “That was hot! I have never done anything like that before - only in a towel in front of strangers! You are a bad influence on me, you dirty old man!” She laughed, releasing the tension of the moment.

We had a long and healthy breakfast, sitting more or less naked at the table. The sun was rising, shining brightly through the large windows. Eventually she let her towels fall to the floor so I could admire her beautiful figure while we enjoyed our breakfast.

She talked a lot, I listened and ate, trying to satisfy my body’s need for protein to replace the millions of sperm lost last night. We laughed a lot, enjoying this intimate time together as if we were an old couple. Eventually the conversation turned to practical matters. She informed me that she needed to find a wedding dress quickly and return home for her wedding.

I told her not to worry, called Angela and explained the situation. Angela asked a few questions about her measurements and Maha’s preferences. The next request was more delicate: full body shots, nude, front, side, back. I asked Maha to stand up and pose in front of the side wall.

It took a lot of willpower for Maha to let me take a picture of her naked body. I had to reassure her that nothing bad would happen, that no one would see these pictures except my assistant and maybe a few tailors who were used to seeing naked women. Reluctantly she agreed, trying to hide her pussy and tits with her hands. I shook my head at this attempt and told her to take a deep breath and surrender to fate.

When I sent her the pictures, Angela whistled and congratulated me on such a lovely new lover. If she was confused as to why Maha needed a wedding dress, she never let it slip. She promised to be at the hotel in two hours.

Maha was in awe.

She had expected to spend a full day, maybe two, going from one bridal shop to another.

I explained that Angela handled fashion models and photo shoots, she had the private numbers of London’s finest tailors in her phone. I didn’t mention that a couple of female tailors were my clients, eager to please Angela in order to jump up on the waiting list.

We moved to the secluded balcony and enjoyed the sun on our naked skin. Maha was shivering slightly, used to a much hotter climate, so I hugged her from behind. She enjoyed the feeling of the fresh air and the hot sun on her naked breasts and confided that she had never sunbathed in the nude before.