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Teapot Mystery

by Mat Twassel

Copyright© 2022 by Mat Twassel

Fiction Sex Story: Lisa and Nils celebrate high school graduation by checking into a not quite seedy hotel where they find a mysterious teapot. Illustrated.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   Illustrated   .

Lisa and Nils celebrated the end of high school with a visit to a downtown hotel. It wasn’t the poshest hotel, but it was not seedy, either, it fit their budget. A clean bed, what more doesn’t anyone need? “Look,” Lisa said, going to the table by the bed. “A teapot.” She picked it up. “It’s a nice one. I like the curve of the spout. But Nils, what do you think it’s doing here?”

“For tea?” Nils said.

“Yeah, but there’s no kitchen in the room. No way to boil water. No tea, either.”

“Maybe room service left it,” Nils suggested.

“That must be it,” Lisa said. She set the teapot on the little table. “But does this place even have room service?”

“Good question,” Nils said. He followed Lisa into the bathroom.

“Nice and clean,” she said. “What a funny picture over the toilet.”

“What’s funny about a banana?”

“You don’t usually see pictures of bananas in bathrooms.”

“True,” said Nils. “In my vast experience.”

Lisa laughed. “Why do you suppose it has these letters. M and W at the top and bottom.”

“Man and Woman?”

“Could be,” Lisa allowed.

“If you turn the picture upside down the woman is still on top,” Nils observed.

Lisa smiled. “You like it when I’m on top.”

“But you know I like to be top sometimes.”

“True,” said Lisa.

“And I love your bottom.” Nils gave it a playful slap.

“Shall we try out the bed?” Lisa suggested.

Before hopping in, she set the teapot on the floor. “We wouldn’t want it to get knocked off accidentally,” she explained.

The lovemaking was indeed vigorous at times, with Nils on top, on the bottom, and on either side. They awoke in either other’s arms, Nils’ cock still within Lisa’s cunt. “Looks like our teapot made it through unscathed,” Nils said, sitting up in bed, his cock slipping free. “Could you hand me a Kleenex?”

 
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