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"I-I-I . . ."

"I think you have exactly what I'm looking for."

As soon as we were in her hotel suite, "I'm no teenager, but I am a woman. Help me with my dress." She turned around.

In seconds Princess Sophie stepped out of it and it was on the floor along with her heels. She was standing there in just her slip, panties and bra. "That ballroom was warm; I need a shower. Join me, I need you to wash my back."

Then her slip came off. As she walked to the bathroom her bra and panties followed. I heard her turn on the shower, and poked her head out of the bathroom, "don't just stand there. Haven't you seen a naked woman before? I'll be waiting in the shower."

Slowly I undressed. I mean this wasn't some girl. This was a woman. A princess. My cock was getting harder by the minute.

Just as slowly, I walked naked into the steamy shower. However, I could see Sophie clearly. She looked like you'd imagined a woman her age might look. Thick around the middle with wide hips. Thinking of Angelina Wojik, I had to admit the Princess' tits were just as big; huge balloons that sagged down her chest.

"So, you decided to join me. I don't bite you know? Now, I told you I needed cock." She got on her knees.

"Oh my, Ivan. It is Ivan?"

I nodded.

"Ivan, do the girls around here know what you have?"

"I don't know."

"Let me tell you, I've never seen a bigger, stiffer cock. And I'm not embarrassed to admit that at my age, I've seen a lot of cocks. Ivan, I need to get to know it better."

Then her lips were around it.

It was the most amazing thing.

To be honest, girls had kissed my cock before; they'd kissed it with their tongues, but I'd never really had a blowjob. Twenty minutes later, that was no longer true. "Hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmm," the Princess sucked.

Clearly, it wasn't the first time she'd given a blowjob.

"Ivan, you have the best cock I've ever sucked. The biggest, fattest, hardest. I assure you; I'm going to want it again."

Princess Sophie wasn't kidding. Later, we were in bed and she was on her knees, again.

The next morning, she was at it again. Naturally, being nineteen-years-old, I didn't object.

Later that morning, Sophie wanted to fuck. Like I said, I'd been fucking girls since I was eighteen. A little over a year. While we were banging away, I realized that I'd really never been fucked. The Princess was a fucking machine. "Ivan, damn, my pussy has never been stretched like your big cock is stretching it. Keep giving it to me baby."

It was years before I saw Angelina Wojik or any of those other waitresses again. Princess Sophie had me quit my job and I was on her staff's payroll. My job was to take care of her pussy. That pussy, along with her mouth took care of my cock.

It was a month later that the Princess suggested I eat her.

I was embarrassed to explain that I'd heard of eating pussy but had never.

To my surprise, she was delighted. "Ivan, I'm so happy. I get to train you to eat me just the way I like it. So many men think they know how."

For the next six months, there were pussy eating lessons almost every day. "Ivan, you get better and better every day. I'm delighted with your progress. When you finish eating me, and get on top of me, tell me, ‘princess, you have the sweetest pussy.' I'd like that. Now, let's see what eating my pussy does to your cock. You deserve a reward." Then she was on her knees.

Don't misunderstand me, there was still fucking.

Princess Sophie was so delighted by how much I'd improved that she just had to show me off.

No, she didn't have me perform cunnilingus on her in front of an audience. "Ivan, my cousin, the Princess Elizabeth, is always bragging about her lovers. I want to show her what I get all the time. It's just one night, be a dear. I promise, I'll make it up to you." She licked her lips.

It wasn't just Princess Elizabeth; there were other members of the royal family that Princess Sophie insisted I show off my new-found talent. Some older than her, some younger, but very few my age. There were women who were members of royal families in other countries. Italy, Spain, Russia, Sweden, France. Some married.

Over the next few years, I serviced them all. I'd start by eating them, and before I mounted them, "madam, I hope you're not offended by my language, but I've never tasted a sweeter pussy." They had to know by my talented tongue that theirs wasn't the first pussy I'd ever eaten. They swooned.

Sometimes we never got around to the fucking until a day or two later. However, it happened all the time. "Ivan, you were so good to my pussy. It's only fair that I reciprocate. None of those women were novices when it came to cock sucking.

At some function where I was Princess Sophie's date, I overheard those same women whisper, "Sophie, he was a marvel. So big and his tongue was so talented. When can you arrange for me to see him again?"

That was not in the cards. One night or one weekend was all she'd allow. Not that I'm complaining. The Princess' pussy and mouth were good to my cock.

As for me, if you'll recall, the Princess discovered me waiting on tables at some event. I came from a poor; a very poor family. I sent money home every month or so, but I'd get letters from my family begging for more.

So, I did. I stole from the Princess. There was so much just lying around. Jewelry, gems, gold, even money. I convinced myself that she'd never miss it.

She didn't. One day, a few months after my first heist: "Ivan, have you seen my diamond necklace? I wore it to the gala last week, and I forgot where I put it?"

It was time for me to leave. Something else was going on. My country was being carved up by its neighbors. Soon, I'd have no homeland.

I'd been with Princess Sophie for almost two years. I'd learned how to fuck, how to make love, how to eat pussy, how to act in upper class circumstances. And one other thing, during my interactions with women from other countries, I noticed that I was very good at mimicking their accents.

Given where my country was located in eastern Europe, I, like many people, spoke three languages fluently. It was relatively easy to pick up other languages and inflections.

TO BE CONTINUED

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