NOVEL NEXT Chapter 71: Alstro (18+)
They were in the middle of round 2 when I returned with two bottles of Champagne. There was that animalistic ass again, fucking him. Her hands were around his neck, choking him.
When she saw me, she let go of him and said with a smile, “You got it. Hand one over, will you.” Her hips didn’t stop moving as she reached for a bottle. He gasped for air. I handed it to her. “Just what I wanted.” She uncorked the bottle with her bare hands and asked Leo, “You want some?”
“Yes, please.” His eyes beamed at the expensive Champagne.
“Alright, open your mouth.” She sang.
“Huh?” She took in a big mouth full, and he realized what she wanted to do. “Oh.” So he opened his mouth wide. She leaned in and spit everything into his open mouth. He didn’t get to enjoy it at all and started coughing as he gulped down what he could. She’d fed him too much. A lot of it had gone in the wrong pipe.
While he was choking and coughing on Champagne, she said, “Here comes more.” And took in another mouth full.
“N-” Madelief spit another mouth full before he had the chance to say ‘no.’ He tried to open his mouth and catch it, but he coughed, and most of it got on his face. Some of it got in his eyes. He didn’t look so happy about the Champagne anymore.
She slapped him across the face and yelled, “Don’t waste your girlfriend’s generosity!” It was a gentle slap; given, she could’ve broken his jaw if she wanted to.
My heart skipped a beat. I wondered what he’d do; he wouldn’t expose everything over a gentle slap, would he… He did this weird nod. But then, he put on a big smile and said, “Sorry, mommy.” I relaxed. Then he turned to me, “Sorry, Sherrie!” He did all that while holding back coughs. Madelief chortled and took a swig of the Champagne.
I smiled and said, “No worries, babe.” What a good little stud. I wonder if he’s thinking about that gold coin. Well, if he keeps this up, he’s going to get it.
Madelief leaned down and kissed him. I opened my Champagne bottle with [telekinesis] and poured it into a Champagne glass. I sat down and watched her fuck him. The way her ass moved, her boobs shook, her lips loved… I wanted to get fucked by her too. I would’ve loved to taste his dick on her pussy. Alas, it was not meant to be. I slipped my hand into my pants and masturbated.
***
Cradled in each other’s arms, they were asleep. I was still awake. The light was off, the moon was on them, and they looked beautiful. Even the wild beast looked beautiful now, lying peacefully beside him.
I got up, went to the bed, and tapped on his shoulder. “Hey, get up.” I was still horny. I pulled his arm.
“Huh?” His eyes opened. Confused, he looked at my dark figure.
I looked at Madelief, and hoping not to wake her up, I whispered, “Come to the bathroom with me.”
“Ah?” He moaned as I pulled on his arm again. He finally figured out what was going on and carefully got out from under Madelief’s arm.
I led him into the bathroom by his wrist. After we were inside, I turned on the light and locked the door. He leaned against the wall; he was still very sleepy. He wiped his eyes with his forearms and tried to wake up. He watched me take off my pants and underwear.
As I took off my pants, he complained, “Babe, I just went two rounds with her. I can’t do you too. I’m drained.” He wasn’t lying; he looked exhausted. “Tomorrow morning, please.” His pretty hair was dishevelled, his dick was slumped over and looked pathetic, and his face looked like it’d aged 10 years; she’d done a real number on him.
“I don’t care about the points. Get on your knees and eat me.” I said and sat down on the toilet.
“Oh, okay. I can do that.” He let out a breath of relief and got on his knees. He took a good look at my hairy pussy, and said, “You have a gorgeous cooch.”
“I bet you say that to all the women.”
He smiled but added, “But yours is gorgeous.”
“Yeah, yeah, get to it.”
He smiled, “Yes, ma’am.” He stuck his wet tongue in my hole.
“Emm.” I moaned, clutched his hair, and pulled him in. “Yeah,” I grunted, “eat it, you little mutt.”
He pushed against my thigh, pulled free his face, and said, “Please, don’t pull my hair.” We locked eyes… He didn’t complain when she did it… Is this a good sign or a bad sign? I decided to consider it a good one. If he feels more comfortable expressing himself with me, that’s good… I let go of his hair. “We did agree to that, didn’t we?”
He smiled. “Thank you, big sis.” He kissed my thigh, then my pussy, and got back to work.
So I don’t get ‘mommy’ status, only ‘big sis’… But I was okay with that. Anyway, I didn’t need to pull his hair; he knew how to use his tongue. It didn’t take him 10 minutes to make me cum. I thought of pulling on his ear since he didn’t mention them, but I didn’t. Instead, I gritted my teeth and grabbed his shoulder as I cummed.
“Did you cum?” He asked.
“Yeah,” I said.
“Then can I go back to bed?”
A part of me didn’t like how comfortable he was with me, but I said, “Yeah, let’s go back.”
He left the bathroom while I put my pants back on. He crawled back onto the bed, and I balled up on the armchair.
I thought of the next part of my plan as drowsiness set in. I would’ve wasted months if I had followed the game’s storyline. In the game, you had to spend months becoming friendly with Madelief before she confessed her problem. Then solving it would get you the: ‘I owe you one.’ That’d lead to you finding out about her job and the classified information she has regarding men over 10000. She’ll give you the location of one of those men as a thank you for the aphrodisiac. And if you continue to keep a friendly relationship with her, she’ll give you more quests, and as rewards for completing those quests, more men with 10000+ points. I had determined long ago that Madelief isn’t worth it if I have to follow the game’s storyline. I’d be better off spending my time elsewhere; that’s why I’m willing to take this risk. If I can manipulate and change the game’s determined route…
Getting her to sign that magic contract is all that’s left. On that end, hopefully, the poppy tears come through for me. It’s a horribly addictive and mind-destroying drug. It is said, the withdrawal symptoms are so terrible that you could convince a woman, feeling its effects, to jump off the Inanna Abyss Bridge by promising them a drop. Obviously, that’s an exaggeration, I think, because how would they get the teardrop after they jump…? But it speaks to how terribly addictive it is.
So with complicated thoughts buzzing around me, I fell asleep.
***
I woke up to the sound of the bed creaking and Leo moaning. I rubbed my eyes and sat back up. Madelief was using him again, and the woman’s aphrodisiac had moved from the top of her clothes to the bedstand. I looked over at the clock; it was past 5, which meant Petra was probably waiting.
Madelief stopped sucking on his face when she heard me stirring. Her hips didn’t stop humping him, but she turned to me and asked, “What’s it called?”
“What’s what called?” I yawned.
“The aphrodisiac.” She pointed at the bedstand.
“Alstro. Woman’s Alstro.” I said.
“Alstro… Okay, I’ll look for you when I need more of it. It feels amazing.” She praised.
“Yeah.” The poppy tears probably intensifies the sex. “You know where to find me.”
“4 Lafayeto Rd. I saw it.” She nodded, then announced, “Fuck, I’m cumming again.” She turned her attention back to Leo. “Eer!” She grunted into his face and came on his dick. Her ass shook, her legs twitched… As she calmed down from her orgasm, she looked at the clock and said, “I have to be at the office by 9.”
“There’s plenty of time,” I told her.
“Yeah, but I have to go home and pick up my suitcase… I’ll hit the shower first.” So, she got off him and walked into the bathroom.
I looked over at his raw naked body. He was catching his breath. My eyes wandered to his crotch… It was full, stiff, and wet in her juices. I thanked her internally for not using him completely… I left my pants, panties, and blazer on the armchair and crawled on top of him.
“Hey,” I said.
“Hey.” He smiled.
I put my legs over him and got in the cowgirl position. Then reaching between my legs, I grabbed his wet dick and slid it inside me, “Em.” I grinned and shook my hips. While I grinded, I unbuttoned my shirt, took off my bra, and exposed my breasts. I leaned down, pressed my breasts on his chest, and kissed him.
I hadn’t fucked him for three minutes, and Madelief was already out of the bathroom.
I stopped kissing him and asked, “You’re done?”
“Yeah, just took a quick shower.” She said as she slipped her panties back on.
“Hm.” I stopped humping him and said, “If you wait for us, I can drop you off. It’ll only take us 10 minutes in the shower.” I was willing to forgo cumming to help my future slave. Though my pussy wasn’t as willing and tightened around his dick…
“No, it’s fine. I’ll hail a rickshaw. You guys take your time.” She said as she buttoned up her shirt.
“Okay.” I wasn’t going to insist when my pussy was begging me not to take him out. I put my hands on his chest and moved my hips again.
I watched her put on her jacket, and before she left, she said, “We’ll keep in touch.”
“Yeah, we’ll keep in touch,” I replied as she left the room.
Now it was just the two of us in the room. I looked over at the clock; it was past 5:45… I decided to let Petra wait and enjoy myself. So I rubbed our noses together with a big smile. Then I stared into his beautiful eyes and said, “You’re beautiful.”
“Thank you.” He said and stroked me. Finally, his hands were going over my body, from the upper back to the lower back and butt.
I buried my tongue in his lips till I came.
After I came, he flipped me over and gently made love to me; the same as he’d done with Madelief. Finally, he buried his dick deep inside me and gave me his points.
As much as I wanted to keep my legs wrapped around him and stay pressed against his warmth, I didn’t want to keep Petra waiting. “Let’s get in the shower. My driver’s waiting for us.”
“Alright… Ah? You have to let go.” He said.
“Right.” I unwrapped my legs.
I followed him into the shower and helped him wash his package.
I kissed his chest as I did… “Turn around. I’ll wash your butt.”
“Okay.” He turned around for me.
“You have a cute butt.”
“Thanks.”
So I fondled his butt and kissed his back…
***
Petra had parked the carriage right in front of the hotel.
As we exited the hotel, I squeezed his butt and said, “Tell Petra, my driver, where you want us to drop you. I’ll be right back.” Then I ran across the street to the liquor store.
“Oh.” He said.
I ran into the liquor store. I knew what I was looking for, so I immediately went to it. “There,” I said to myself and picked up another bottle of Champagne.
While paying the clerk, I looked through the store window and saw that Leo and Petra were getting along. She wore a big smile and made him laugh repeatedly.
“Put it in a bag,” I told the store clerk.
I only managed to get the end of their conversation as I ran back with the bottle.
“Well, I got to drive.” And she slyly asked, “Maybe we can talk later?”
“Yeah, maybe.” He said with a smile so big, it was a ‘yes.’
“Alright!” Petra smiled as she climbed onto her driver’s seat.
“What were you guys talking about?” I asked.
“Ooooh, nothing.” He smiled. “What did you buy?”
I opened the carriage door and said, “Get in.” And he did. I got in after him, sat across from him, and tapped on the little window. Then I handed the bag to him. “Here.”
“What is it?” He looked inside and saw the bottle of Champagne.
“I know you didn’t really get to enjoy it last night.”
“Oh, thank you!” He jumped on me and kissed my face.
“Hahaha…” I laughed. “Okay, okay.” He sat back down with a smile. “And…” I took out the gold coin. “Here.”
His eyes widened. “Really?”
“Yeah, you did well,” I said. “Why? You don’t want it?”
“No, I want it.” He said as he snatched it up. I watched him study the coin. He looked at the queendom’s crest, then he flipped it over and looked at the face of the 3rd Queen.
“It’s real.”
“No, I’m not doubting that!” He shouted. “I just thought… Since we didn’t have the threesome…”
“That wasn’t your fault. Don’t worry about it.”
“Ah, yeah…” The carriage became silent for a second, then he scratched his cheek and half-mutteringly said, “If you’re going to pay me like this… I mean… If you want help picking up other women… You know if you want to see them naked, or whatever it is…”
“Don’t worry. If I want a little stud, I’ll be sure to look for you.”
“I’ll be your little stud any day.” He said with a big smile and put his feet up on the seat beside mine. Then he stuck out his tongue and did that stupidly cute thing with his face.
I chuckled and stroked his leg. He was a sweetheart if you looked past the greed.
***
“This is where you live?” I looked out the window at the shitty apartment complexes.
“Oh, should I write down my address? Petra already knows.” He asked as he stepped out of the carriage.
“Ah… I’ll get it from her,” I said.
“So… You’ll get me if…” He didn’t finish the sentence.
“Yeah. Yeah.” I assured him. “If I want a stud, you’re the boy.” I can’t even imagine calling Otto or Sterling studs and getting away with it, but Leo didn’t seem to care at all.
“Alright, good.” He said and closed the door.
I sat back in my seat and waited for the carriage to move… And when it didn’t, I peeked through the little window and saw Petra and Leo engaged in a pleasant conversation. I had no idea what he saw in her, but he seemed to be seeing something… So I let them talk and leaned back in my seat.
Finally, the carriage moved.
