Countless - S01 E14 (Story Episode)

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Countless - S01 E14 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 14

I suddenly felt the need to take things easy with this hungry-for-sex woman. I was d--n sure she will still demand for sex once we are back from the party and I might be too exhausted to give her a nice job for her money. So as to avoid any later embarrasment, I calmly told her
“No. Lets fvck after the event..hun?…”

She groaned a bit and gave me a smile.

“ok. Which ever way you want it dear.”

I still feel the need to compensate her for her understanding and submission.
So I ate her p---y till she cummed again.

Through with sucking, I gave her a deep kiss on the lips making her taste her own juices.

“Let’s go to the spa now.” I commanded.

She rose up and put on a swim suit and we set out.

As we walked to the spa we drew more looks from other
guests. Beatrice had her arm around my waist and as we
walked by, one light skinned waitress half
jokingly asked Beatrice if I’m her son, she gave no reply and just smiled at her, probably enjoying the attention we were getting.

When we got back to the room it was time to get ready for the
party. I put on my suit and Beatrice did her hair and makeup
and put on a new red dress.
‘Shango truly sent me this woman. Or why’s she addicted with reds.’

The party went just as well as I had hoped. Although others were also with younger guys of my age, but to be honest, I was probably the most hansom guy at the party. Beatrice was
especially happy when she saw
that almost all the eyes present were focused on us.

I led her to the dance floor and me being a very good and talented dancer gave Beatrice some nice dancing steps at every music played by the Disk Jockey (d.j).

She later left me to dance with some of her old friends and it was during the dancing that the lightskinned waitress stylishly walked over to me and quickly tucked a note in my suit pockets.

I checked around to look for Beatrice and I saw her coming towards me with a grown up woman like her, probably her mate. Beatrice introduce me to her as her boyfriend and left again.

She came back few minutes later and resumed dancing with me. I was very attentive and romantic, taking several opportunities to give Beatrice a big deep kiss, always when there were others around to see us kiss.

The party started to break up about
two thirty in the morning. The only people who stayed were the ones intent on drinking too much.

Beatrice and I each only had a couple of drinks before she began to feel tipsy.

I escorted her back to the hotel room and laid her down on the bed. I pulled the blankets over her body and pecked her.

I waited till I thought she was asleep before I sneaked out of the room back to the party.

I checked my pockets and brought out the paper. There was a phone number written on it and a text under it that reads, ‘I like you. Pls call me’. I returned the paper into my pockets and beckoned a waiter to get me champagne and glass cup.

He brought it few mins later and I began to slowly devour my drinks.

“Hi hansom.” A voice greeted from behind.

“Hi too.” I turned to see the lightskinned waitress smiling seductively at me. “hey, you, whats that?” I asked half drunk.
“what? You mean the paper?” I nodded. “a woman asked me to give you.”

“who?”
“why don’t you call her to confirm her identity and purpose. I believe there’s a number on the paper.” She said, staring in to my face.

“ok. That will be later. By the way, whats up with you?”
We chatted for up to thirty minutes. I ordered for another drink. She volunteered to get it for me. She came back after few minutes and poured us both a glass each. We made the drinking rite and began to bottom up.

“I need you to follow me now.” She said and begin to drag me to my feet by pulling my loosed tie. I was too drunk to walk by myself. I felt weakness in my joints and muscle.

She held my waist and walked me to a secluded area of the hotel. She laid my back on the floor and uncladed herself . She moved over to me and extract my drunky konji out. She stroked it few times before she lowered herself on it and began fvcking me like a rabbit.
“You b*tch, you are rapiing a son of thunder.” I wanted to scream that, but I couldn’t find my voice.

After ten mins of the rapiing, I felt my dck pulsate as I begin to subconciously shoot my load into her. She also came just a moment later and she stood up.

She claded herself and began to drag me on the floor towards a deserted open place. I drowsily watched her unbuckle my belt and pulled my trousers down to my thigh region and brought out her phone. She took some pictures of me and left.

I was hoping for a thunder to just strike her down as I watch her vanish from my blurry sight, but where is thunder when you need it? Shango don fvck up. I thought.

It was after she left that I realised that I must have been drugged. I’ve never been drunk to the state of weakness like this before.

My strenght was starting to fade away totally as I close my eyes and slowly drifted into oblivion.