THE PUSSY CHRONICLES: GIRL REPORTER (fm:oral sex, 1146 words) [6/6] show all parts | |||
Author: Thomas B | |||
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yet twenty-five.Here's a dirty little secret, I only found in Europe. More than once, I was in a Ladies' Room fixing my hair and make-up, "Madam Pellegrino, I don't mean to be so bold, but there is scandalous talk that you have something that even a woman might find delicious. My hotel is across the street."
I was shocked. In this particular instance it was the sixty-one-year-old wife of a prime minister, but there were numerous others.
I know it would be a very juicy story, but no. I only played with men. In fact, that very night, the ambassador of a Middle Eastern country who I'd slept with before invited me to the same hotel. Abdullah had a tongue, oh my, he had a tongue that was almost in the same class as Jonathan Albright's back in Erie.
I smiled. Middle Eastern men publicly proclaimed their superiority over women, but here in the privacy of his hotel suite, Abdullah was on his knees and like Admiral Scrivner servicing my tasty pussy while I sat in a big comfy chair with my legs spread,
Three days later, he mumbled something about getting married while that tongue was busy. I came and came, and came oh so close to saying ‘yes.' At the last second I realized that I'd be his forth, maybe his fifth wife.
Speaking of getting married. I did. His name was Miroslav, and he was second in line to the crown of some small eastern European country which had been annexed by the Soviet Union. Miroslav and his family were in exile in Paris.
It must be something in the water in France, because Miroslav was the greatest pussy eater I'd ever encountered. Yes, better than Jonathan Albright.
I said it must be something in the water, but once I saw him naked, I knew why he was so skillful a cunnilinguist. He had the smallest cock possible on an adult male; it was almost invisible in his pubic hair. I tried not to laugh; besides like I said his tongue was no laughing matter.
To my joy every night we were together, he demanded a meeting between his tongue and my delicious pussy. "Well, okay hubby; a good wife is supposed to obey her husband," I feigned reluctance, smiled, got on the bed and spread my legs for him. We had a very happy marriage,
The other thing about Miroslav was that he understood that his cock could never satisfy me, so he was okay with me doing whatever I could to get a front-page newsworthy story.
Of course, I was now much more discreet. I limited spreading my legs to kings, princes and prime ministers, although if an ambassador could pave the way to some big story, I didn't hesitate. No more hotel rooms; instead, I met them in private homes away from prying eyes. "Mr. Prime Minister, the last time we were together, my pussy could not get enough of your tongue. Can I interest you in an encore performance?" I said as I took off my skirt and blouse.
"Madam Pellegrino, I invited you here because my tongue could not get enough of your delicious pussy. Do you think you'd be comfortable in this chair overlooking my vineyards?"
THE END
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