Mata Hari Diary (Chapter 8) – Erotic and sex stories for adults

Chapter 8. Secret pleasures, 19 …At first I liked the atmosphere in the house of Madame Desire;Its clients were mostly people of the middle-out-to-line. How she proudly assured me, she has an exceptionally subtle taste in everything related to the selection of clients. “They are perfectly brought up, most have a good education. There are no nahas in my establishment who are trying to enjoy for free or even rob my girls. Because of the one who is too insatiable, the poor thing then cannot work as a whole day. “.

These prospects arranged me. But most of all I was satisfied with the fact that I could work in a mask. Madame herself suggested this, realizing that I am a special prostitute. In addition, I took little. After the arrival, I climbed the narrow staircase to my room on the second floor. She was very small, with a tiny toilet. But it was clean and well tidied to make this refuge lustful Venera comfortable. As soon as I entered, I quickly and with pleasure took off my expensive linen and wrapped my body into a large Turkish shawl, which did not at all hide my charming forms. Sometimes I dressed in a mesh codium, through which my body was shifted seductively. I did not forget to pull black stockings with lace.

The most exciting moment, at least for me, was the coming of the client. We stood in a row half-naked, and the client had to choose one of us. These Minh of Strength always worried me-they chose me uneasy. And so I received a privilege: before lining up, I looked through the gap and decided whether a partner was setting me up or not. If I am satisfied, I go and got into a row.

The wider the choice, the more profit. Madame Dezire knew well that in Paris there are not only a lot of wives of women who want to replenish their budget, but also many others who wanted to simply enjoy the joy of the flesh and paid for this.

I spent a lot of wonderful hours there. The pleasure of being in a house intended for the only goal – the same for the sake of which men came, for me it cost more than those several thousand francs that I gave Madame Dezire. And I insisted that customers also pay me (it would be humiliating if they had not considered me a good professional), I was always generous with my colleagues and mistress of this invaluable institution.

And now the call calls, the bare figures rush around, hastily grabbing something to cover themselves, then go down the narrow staircase, giggling in anticipation-maybe today a luxurious man will come across, build up in the reception room, stand straight, do not express anything, do not express anything.Waiting for a choice – oh, what exciting it was the moment for me!

Then each of the chosen gentlemen indicates one of us, who most of all meets his ideal and erotic needs with whom he would like to conduct a wonderful sexual round. As I said, most often they chose me. I do not boast, but I was considered the queen of our group. When I took my man, the vocabulary of others was a tune-it was an established time. Madame Desire always congratulated my chosen one with good taste.

I especially remembered one client, as he turned out to be exclusively attentive. At first I treated him, as with all others. In my room, I hugged him and whispered in my ear:

– Well, I am entertaining?

I climbed to him in the fly to look at the most important belonging in the subsequent ceremony.

– What is your name, dear? -I asked, as soon as I knocked out his solid bulge. Most men muttered something illegible in such cases, but this one said without abyss:

– call me mimil, my real name is Emil. And you? – The question was asked politely, but directly.

– My name is Lolotta, my giant! But let’s get to the point, it is so beautiful and firm, I want to make it as soon as possible!

With these words, I dragged him to bed. We almost fell on her, I grabbed his hard tool tightly. The next moment, this stranger, who at first glance attracted my attention to his luxurious physique, lay on my chest. And I had no choice but to move a huge piston.

As soon as this hot trunk entered me, Mimil began a frantic leap. With my hand, I grabbed his big scrotum and began to squeeze her in the same rhythm in which he pierced me. I completely forgot that this is the most sensitive place for a man. It seemed to me that after that the mimil doubled the power of his shocks, which was made by voluptuous moans. It is not surprising that his behavior plunged me into ecstasy, and the desired orgasm came faster than I expected.

– Oh, you e …Great, fantastic, oh, e …as much as possible as possible! …faster …You do not hurt me …more …Yes, yes …Oh-oh-oh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!

I performed my first issue. But the mimil also stood, I felt his hot stream burst into me at the moment when I enjoyed.

“It’s a pity,” he muttered, “I was stunned faster than I was calculating, it all ended, and I just started to take it.

My partner wanted to get up and get dressed. But he was mistaken. I did not even think to treat him as a professional prostitute, I had only one desire. I wanted to shift his magnificent tool again, and if it succeeds, then several times.

-Stay, mimil, you really want to get your ear? You can, I will play with your big bow? – I smiled coquettishly and noticed that he was puzzled by my unusual request for a brothel.

I took a towel and began to wipe it with a wet stre of love, who still did not want to fit into the number of.

Experience told me that this is one of those men who quickly restore their forces for new feats on love ristles. And this was very captured, because for this I came here with the hope of finding a particularly strong man.

In my hands, his tireless worker came to life again and soon became as hard as before the session of love. It was fantastic to feel his firmness. I licked his tongue, and then Mimil cried out:

-You drive me crazy, let’s make another ra-end, I have to enter you again.

I didn’t want more. But as soon as he fell on me, I slipped out from under him.

– No, not so, wait …I want from behind!

I especially loved this pose. In addition, I knew that my ass, a work of art itself, is strong and round, lights every man whom I was so inspired by the strongest passion. I was convinced of this by the strength and intensity of shocks in such a position.

This is fantastic-to put your ass and feel like a spear sticks into you. Mimil penetrated deeper and deeper into my body, I felt that his flesh was full of me. Mimil worked without stopping. He pushed my buttocks with new energy and squeezed my hanging breasts.

Our bodies merged in a bizarre bend: its knees connected to part of my knees, and hairy muscles-glass-with my back. Our reflection was visible in the mirror near my bed – I looked at it and was even more excited that I saw. I always had a special pleasure to observe such scenes, as it were.

All my life I have fed weakness for mirrors. Especially when you see yourself in them at such moments that are not intended for an extraneous eye. Isn’t the illusion that there is another pair that is engaged in the same intimate act next to you?

Even a dumb couple in the mirror excites. If you could see in the mirror all the details of this delightful action, so reminiscent of the exotic tenders of the oriental dance!

Mimil, obviously, read my thoughts. He stared in the mirror, where my pose looked even more piquant than in reality.

– You are very excited, mimil? – I asked to enjoy the impression made. -You are like my ass? I love e …behind …Very …Very …Just get a little stronger …O! How wonderful!…Mi-Mil, come here more often …I want to feel your x …every day …deep in me …

Mimil, pushing my ass, pierced me with all si.

– I’m …you are so that you will not know-you are finish or start …You, passionate b …, you always want to have my x …, good …I will ask you, dear …You can have it at any time …I will be you e …All night …

These words aroused me even more, but here, to the misfortune, the uncontrollable human energy demanded an exit-the mimil injected the second charge into me and was pushed into the pillow.

“But, mimil,” I protested, “in the use of it.”!

-Oh, it was fantastic, Lolotta, damn it, let me not receive such pleasure …What? You don’t end? You still want? – Mimil was surprised and at the same time flattered that the prostitute asks to satisfy her again. This has not happened with him.

– You, dear, have many more chances, because the whole night is ahead. I am sure we will enjoy again,-he was trying to reassure me.

– Perhaps, but I want you! -I haven’t lost it yet.

“I would also like you, but look, you see it myself, I can’t configure it,” and he looked at his instrument, thanks to which such pre-red melodies were played.

-Wait ahead, I have a surprise for you, he is you.

Will return proper mood – I have a fantastic idea.

– I really like you, Lolotta, I would never tell you no, but, I’m afraid, not today …

Without listening to him, I went to the door, opened it and shouted:

– Madame, please send Vivien to my room!

But when, turning to Emil, I saw his unfinished expression, explained:

– You will like it, little Vivien – my sister, her type is the direct opposite to me.

– Sister? Really? This is fantastic. And you both work in this brothel?

I noticed that my little improvisation gives the desired effect. And then Vivien. I liked her most in this house, and we were friends. She was often my partner when the client wanted to tinker with two ladies at the same time or when it was necessary to form two pairs.

– Vivien, this is Mr. Mimil. Well, my friend, you like my little sister? Isn’t she dolls?

Undoubtedly, Vivienne was charming: the middle Russia, a very elegant blonde, big blue eyes, like forget-me-nots.But her breasts were especially worried-large, elastic, creating a spicy contrast with her fragile figure. They amusingly bounced to the beat of her steps. Although she was already nineteen years old, no one looked more than sixteen, and large breasts gave such a young creation additional attractiveness. Genuine experts very much appreciated it.

-Well, my dear Mr. Mimil, you are a debauchery, one of those who cannot enjoy one woman. – Vivienne leaned against him, and he hugged us both and voluptuously looked at her, then at me. Mimil seemed to be pleased, but I was burning with the same thing-to speed up the procedure.

– Vivienne, take off your shirt and show the gentleman everything. I’m sure Mimil will reciprocate, – I called my friend. The three of us sat on a wide bed.

-Listen, mimil, I will take your little brother in your mouth, and you and Vivienne close to each other. But when I prepare it, then you will give it to me.

No sooner said than done. His sleeping animal was already showing signs of revival. And when I took him in my mouth, he started even faster than I expected. He stood proud and hard, promising me to fulfill the wildest desires. And I was excited by a trembling in the body of an explorer that arose thanks to the unexpected pleasure and new Tricks Vivien. She slipped one breast in his face, while he squeezed her buttocks with one hand, and her free chest with the other. Then she began to poke into his mouth alternately one or the other chest, and he lustyly sucked swollen nipples.

At the same moment, I allowed the snake to slip out from my mouth and decided that my time had come. Having pushed Vivienne, I saddled mimil. As if waiting for this, he immediately inserted his majestic arrow deep into me.

Vivienne knew what I expected from her. She sat our prisoner on her chest, crushing him to the bed. The moistened groin Vivienne was on his lips, and with his own hands he clung to my chest. The severity of these sensations was brought to the rabble. Mimil is now convulsive of me, as if struck by electric and charges, piercing his piston into me deeper.

Vivien was rubbed with his ass on his chest, and I heard him sucking a moistened hole in Vivien. I tried to extend this passion, but I no longer possessed my nerves and could not stop the current that ran through me – he walked and walked, releasing the sweetest sensations that forced me three – no, four times aside the seventh sky …Those two also reached their orgasm. The body of Vivienne at some point stretched out like a steel string, broke away from the lips of the mimil, for a second froze in the air and collapsed-a small fragile lump of weakened flesh. Our common partner was bent for the last time, shooting the whole clip, and also fell.

This was one of those nights when I fully received for my money what I was looking for in the house of Madame Desire..

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