Chapter 32

“After Pam Landy left, I took my GTI for a drive through Paris. What a sweet car! I’ve got it outside.”

David went on to say he went to a Pizza Hut to buy some food, and when he returned to the safe house, he could smell perfume and was attacked.

“The woman was Nikita Federov, and she said she was testing my fighting ability. She said she was fortunate to have lived through our fight. She said, now that we’ve had our first fight, let’s see how well we work together. She kissed me, and I kissed her back. She took me to her bed, and we stripped each other of our clothes. She said something about the size of my cock: If I fuck as good as I kill, she’d be a happy woman.”

“Tell me, David, was she a good fuck? Is her body as slender as her picture shows? Is she a good cock sucker as you say I am? Did you lick her pussy and make her cum like you do to me?”

“Yes, she was a good fuck; I made her cum twice, and she sucks a very good cock. Her figure is very athletic-looking.”

“You tell me I have a snug pussy when we fuck. Did her pussy feel warm and snug as you fucked her?”

“Yes, just like yours.”

“Did you lick her pussy after you fucked her, like you do to me?”

“Yes. She joked I was too good a lover to kill me and I said I didn’t know my other talents in bed had saved my life.”

Rita was growing quite aroused, as were Marie and Bethany. She showed her first sign of acceptance of David fucking Nikita by offering her lips to him and guiding his hand under her top to feel her bare breast.

“You naughty boy, you’re arousing me. Tell me more about what you and she did,” she whispered, accepting his caress.

“When we fucked, I tied her hands, then I led her outside in her open top and short skirt. I fingered her pussy at one corner, then had her kneel at another and give me a blow job. She had told me she pretended to be a high-priced call girl and, on one mission, had sex with a lesbian to catch her.”

“You could do that to me, tie my hands, show my tits, and make me give you a blow job in public.”

“That would be fun.”

“Before we left, Nikita gave me a necklace with the initials J.B. on it. It matched Jason Bourne, but was supposed to be for our cover as husband and wife, Jason Blanchard, and she was Nikita Blanchard.”

“We made our way towards Kyiv, stopping one night along the way.”

“Did you fuck her that night?”

“Yes. On the way there, we teased the other saying she might take on another cock with me and I’d fuck a woman as she licked her pussy.”

“You’re making me very wet. Do you think we might do that someday, where I enjoy another cock with you and you have a second pussy to fuck and I lick?”

“Now you’re getting me aroused by the erotic thoughts.”

“I’m willing to be with Angela, Bethany, or both for you,” she whispered.

“Like you have already done?”

“How did you know? I didn’t tell you.”

“You just did, and I think it would look very beautiful.”

“Do you think it might be beautiful for me to have another cock besides yours fucking me?”

“Maybe as a birthday present some year.”

“You know my birthday is in May,” she hinted.

“I don’t know any men who could give you a threesome.”

“I know a few,” she said, blushing slightly.

“My birthday is in September. Would I get to enjoy fucking Angela or Bethany?”

“Both,” her whispers continued. “Or Nikita, if she ever found you. She doesn’t seem to be as much of a threat to us as I thought.”

“You said she saved your life? You’ll have to tell me how. I would owe her a debt of gratitude and maybe show her in a way you might like.”

“You’re sure putting a lot of visions in my head.”

“Tell me more. Did you have fun pretending to be husband and wife on your honeymoon?”