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Compendium IIIThe next morning, Nicole and I were still sleeping with our arms around each other in our dream. That beautiful girl was sleeping peacefully on a bed she never would have imagined sharing. However, it was Saturday and as I say, I'm a type of person who finds it hard to break routines... She started exhaling in her dreams, with pleasant pauses of breathing, until the activity forced her to wake up.· Ahhgh! Ahhgh! What are you doing to me? - she asked, confused, as I felt my warm tongue inside her sex.
- Good morning! - I greeted her cheerfully, masturbating her with my fingers. - I told you I missed my wife.
Her entire body was convulsing and extremely wet.· But... Ahgh!... Ahgh!... Are you doing this? ...- managed to ask with great effort, while sucking her stretched clitoris.
- Yes, because it's Saturday and that's how I wake her up in the mornings. – I replied, returning to my pleasant labor.· But... wait... Ah! Wait!... Ah!... God!... You'll make me cum!... Ah!...
And I continued with my work, drinking her juices without rest and licking tirelessly. It was hard for her to breathe and, as it usually happens, the hands that initially tried to push me away from her sex, soon grabbed my head to bury it in it.
After a good while of drinking, licking, chewing, and swallowing her sex, I started to feel hungry.
- Do you want breakfast? - I asked, although besides having her agitated breathing, Nicole could only smile at me with satisfaction.
I requested 2 continental breakfasts from the reception. Meanwhile, I went to the bathroom, cleaned my face, and washed my teeth.
- Are you feeling well? - I asked, mumbling with toothpaste in my mouth, seeing her practically inert on the bed.· God! I had never ended so much in one night! – confessed without realizing it.
I laughed…
- You're still young! You have many nights to live! - I stammered foamy.
I went back to the bathroom to wash up.
A few minutes later, they brought out the trays and I received them.
· Why did you bring me here? – she asked, biting into her toast. I looked at her with puzzlement... - Why not? She wiped her mouth with the napkin.· Come on! You know what I do! Unless you have a fantasy about 'Pretty woman'...
I couldn't help but laugh at her absurd comment, which never crossed my mind because confused, she was looking at me as if it were true.
- No! It's not that! - I said, taking her hand. - Just like you, I also started from the bottom, and yes, this is luxurious. But now, I earn a good salary and can afford these pleasures with my wife and daughters.· But come on! Why with me? – she asked incredulously.
- And why not? When I was your age, my only luxuries were buying condoms for my girlfriend and going out on dates to fast-food restaurants. Besides, if I go back home, it will be completely empty and that's already depressing.
And we started talking again. This time, she paid me more attention and made more sense of listening to me as I worked for a miner. I even told her about the incident I lived through at the Halloween party in 2019, which, to some extent, resonated with what she had lived through at the end of that semester.· So that's what 'corporate bitches' are like. – she commented disappointedly, after telling her about what Maddie did to Marisol and me. - Well, not all of them. – I said, trying to cheer her up. – My boss Sonia, just like me, likes the thrill of solving problems. The CEO of my company, Edith, is a woman with impeccable morals. My former secretary, Gloria, takes care of environmental projects and also worries more about showing off what she knows. Anyway, I could mention a bunch of other cases... Nicole smiled enigmatically...· Do you know many women. I didn't expect that. - Why? -I asked, confused.· I don't know. You have something different... - What are you referring to?· It's that you don't seem like a beast in bed. – she said with a cat-like gaze. We started kissing again. I ended up taking her to the bathroom, since I wanted to enjoy her while we showered.
I should use a condom... I regretted it to myself, unable to contain my instincts.· It's fine! - she replied, searching for my lips. - I take care of myself constantly and with others, always obliging them. I want to feel you too.And since Marisol likes it, I started pressing Nicole against the wall, lifting her up from her thighs and placing her body on top of my sex.· God! It's so big! she commented as I put her in it with greater ease.
Although I was holding onto her with my hands at first, as the rhythm increased, she herself began to lean against my body, wrapping her legs around me, a moment when I took advantage of massaging her breasts with greater freedom, intertwining her excited nipples between my fingers.
I insist that in those moments, Nicole's lack of lovers was evident, given the way she complained and kissed me ardently, genuine and without room for questioning that she had never done it that way before.
But the most advantageous thing about doing it this way was that at the end, when I was already giving it my all, I could grab her firm and small buttocks to finish her off with my last thrusts.
· Drink, they had never caught me like that before! - she commented, after we stopped panting and my appendix was inside her.
By then, my penis started to hurt a bit, but not enough for me not to want to do it with her anymore. After all, it was true that I paid a considerable amount of money for an entire day with her, so my stingy spirit forced me to enjoy her as many times as possible.
However, I could tell that for Nicole, whether or not I had paid didn't matter anymore.
When we parted ways, she drew a mischievous smile while looking at my penis.
· Sweetheart, are you not tired? How can you keep it so big? – she commented delightedly, grabbing my cock and starting to shake it without stopping.
The feeling of her small hands and the light scratches from her nails as they tightened around me was delivering an unsuspected pleasure.
Smiling finally to have me under her power, Nicole laughed maliciously at seeing me sigh.· Babe, it's still looking so big and hard that I'm getting the urge to try it! I've been a good girl, right? Will you let me savor your candy? – she commented again with that sweet and fake voice that clearly was false at those moments, putting me extremely hot.
(Will you let me taste your candy?)
She said it like that, already having me extremely excited.
She bent down and started to suck me off, as if I were a huge microphone in her hands. She stuck out her tongue and opened her mouth, looking at me with her eyes, knowing she was making me agonize.
She started kissing it softly. The caresses of her tongue were incomparable, licking the frenulum completely on my head, as if they were trying to taste its complete flavor.
When she put it in her lips, I was in heaven. She started sucking slowly with her tongue trapped tenderly under my member, but clearly trying to taste my flavor.· Drink, it's a very large and delicious treat for me! – continued in that hot and pampered role, which had me extremely excited, while wrapping my member between her fingers, making a long ring, which slid a little more from the base. - I don't know if I can eat it all! In my head, only one question formed: - Do you swallow? Nicole took the question by surprise.· Mhm… generally, no. –responded mischievously, sliding her tongue along the length, nailing my fingers and nails to the tip of my cock, mixing a feeling of pain and pleasure, more loaded towards the first one. – But I think that for you, I can make an exception.
The next time she put it in her mouth, I didn't have much consideration. I grabbed her head, forcing it onto her palate. Sometimes I bit her when she choked, so I'd pull out until the glans was at the height between her tongue and teeth. But it wouldn't take long for her to look briefly at me and start sucking again, closing her eyes seductively, as if she enjoyed my taste. Once more, she choked, so I pulled out and restarted the process.
Slowly, I felt myself getting closer to her throat. I was shaking her head violently, making her choke more frequently, but it didn't seem to matter, because she was summarizing her sucking work with great enthusiasm.
Eventually, I came and filled her throat with semen. As I was finishing up, I pulled out more and more, leaving her mouth a mess.· As I expected, you don't have bad taste. – he said, wiping his lips after coughing a little.
Much more satisfied, we enjoyed the shower, exploring our bodies with caresses.
But once clean, we left the room and I couldn't help but get excited when she wrapped herself in the towel, so we did it again while I sat on the toilet.
By this time, it was already 2 pm and I wanted to lunch. Nicole was surprised by the passage of time, but also recognized that she was hungry.
Once more, I insisted that she order whatever she wanted, so she decided on a shrimp platter, while I ordered roast beef with mushroom and spinach risotto, along with the respective drinks.
After lunch and resting a bit, I turned on the TV and they were showing the first movie of The Avengers, so I asked Nicole if she was interested in watching it with me.
She committed the grave error of saying no, because if we had been with Marisol, we would have seen it again, so we didn't have any other option but to do it once more in bed.
Since we got dirty again, I wanted to try the hot tub alongside her. While we kissed and floated with the bubbles and warm water, she was no longer worried about me being excited or entering her easily. We simply enjoyed the pleasure of our mutual company.
But around 7 pm, I started getting dressed. I could see a troubled expression on her face that she wanted us to continue, but I had my ideas clear.
· But why is it so important that you see that program at your house? – she asked, still confused and wrapped in the hotel robe. – If you like, we can watch it here.
I took her hand affectionately…
-No. It's something my wife and I have been waiting for over a year. – I replied, unable to give her a further explanation.
And it was true. When I bought the game The last of us, I knew what the plot was about and asked Marisol to accompany me while I played it, since the graphics and story of the game already had the quality of a series you could see on Netflix.
Additionally, unlike other games, we established a cooperative dynamic, where Marisol reminded me where bottles, bricks, or ammunition had been left, as I was exhausting the arsenal. Later, when we read an interview with Pedro Pascal, both my wife and I were moved by the fact that he himself had played the game in his youth and was taking the role of Joel very seriously, which was reflected on the screen, noticing that there are practically no significant differences between what we saw in the game and the series.
But finally, when I was about to leave Marisol at the airport with the girls, our goodbye became a bit more bitter, knowing that we would have to watch the series separately. However, we were united by the fact that when we did, we would be emotionally together on the other side.
At the reception, there was the same young man who had attended us initially, who noticed that we weren't too happy about leaving and asked if everything was okay. I returned a friendly smile, responding that the service had been perfect and simply, we were sad because we had to leave.
On the way to Nicole's bedrooms, she and I started talking.· Do you know? I was thinking of quitting this already. – she commented reflectively.
Although that made me happy, I tried not to show it. After all, that's an old story like the black thread that women in this field tell you when they notice you're interested in them.
- Why? I thought you were making good money, didn't you?· Yes, but when I'm with you, I've felt like being with someone else has given me the desire to be with someone. – She smiled much more, sincere, looking at me with tenderness. – I would like to have someone to share my secrets with. To not feel so alone. - Yes, that sounds good. – I recognized.· Besides, the business isn't that good, she said, smiling playfully. Today you have to compete with girls who are looking for a 'Sugar Daddy' or those who show themselves on OF and frankly, they're ruining the market.
I couldn't help but laugh at seeing her studies intensely marking the reflections of her life.· Don't you want my phone? –he asked, when we arrived at the university campus and I parked the truck. I let out a deep sigh… - Sorry, but no. –I replied, unbuckling his belt and opening the door for him, since he didn't want to leave. – I told you I'm married and needed to be with you alone for one night.· I understand – she commented, much more sadly. – Then maybe I'll see you again at the bar...
I shook my head. Sadly, I had to crush her hopes.
- I'm sorry, but I can't. I don't want to fall in love again.
That last phrase marked the difference. She no longer looked at me with the sensation of being used and discarded. Instead, it made her feel ashamed, as if what we shared that night was genuine and mutual.
And driven by the same instinct that made me bet on Sonia's skills when I worked my first mining shift, I opened my wallet and handed her one of my business cards.
Nicole looked at me in amazement, since she knew the company I worked for, along with my contact information and job title.
- If you contact me now, I won't respond. But when you finish your career, let me know. – I informed her, trying not to brag. – If you apply to work at our company and use me as a reference, it's very likely they'll hire you on the spot.
We kissed again, savoring the bitter taste of goodbye along with the excitement of possibly reuniting in the future. I could tell she left my car feeling much more alive and optimistic.
And I went home without looking back.
That was the end of my first week as a single man over the summer. I couldn't even imagine that the next one would be even more stressful...Next post
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