I opened the door to find the pretty waitress waiting.
"Good evening." I said, opening the door wider. "Would you like to come in?"
She entered the room, and I closed the door behind her. She stood inside the room in an awkward silence, so I invited her to sit on the couch.
"What is your name?" I asked.
"Nalia." The waitress said.
"Well, Nalia, how many blessed have you met."
"Just you, sir." She answered coyly.
"Ah, I see. And am I everything you thought a blessed would be?"
"I…I don't know. I've seen the captain though and he seems very…large"
"Would you like me to show you how I'm blessed?"
She nodded.
All things must be earned." I said. "If you want me to show you, you first must do something for me."
"W-what's that?" Nalia asked.
"Come over here and sit on my lap." I said.
Nalia blushed but came over to sit on my lap.
"Have you ever been with a man before?" I whispered into Nalia's ear.
She stiffened.
"Now, now, don't be scared if you have. I'm just curious. If you have, it doesn't bother me one bit. In fact, it makes you even more beautiful if you have." I comforted her, caressing her arm.
She nodded.
"Who have you been with?"
"Herbert… before he left." Nalia said.
"Is that all?" I asked, to which she shook her head.
"And a few customers." She said.
"Do they pay you for it? Are you selling your body?"
"No! It just… feels good. After Herbert left, I just… wanted to feel it again. Sometimes I would… go to their rooms. It doesn't always feel good, but sometimes…" She trailed off.
I started kissing her neck. "There's no reason to feel ashamed." I said when I reached her ear, licking it. I could feel her start to get restless under my ministrations.
"Are you ready to feel good?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Take off your clothes."
"Here?"
"Yes."
She rose and removed her clothing, exposing her beautiful body. She had dark hair above and below. Her olive skin gleaming in the candlelight.
She was not petite and small, like the forester's wife, but very womanly. Her breasts were of a medium size, perky and juicy. Her hips wide, but not exaggerated.
She stood before me, her arms and hands covering her womanly treasures.
"Don't be shy." I said. "You still have to do something for me."
"O-okay."
"Lay on this sofa with your legs open towards me."
She did as I said, exposing her vagina to me.
"Now, touch yourself."
She stared at me for a moment.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"I want you to touch your beautiful flower. Have you not done it before?"
She nodded. "I did for a little bit after Herbert left. I just couldn't stop myself, I needed to feel it again. Then a customer saw me. He said he'd do it so I didn't have to anymore."
Of course, he did.
"Is that when you started going to see customers?"
She nodded in response.
"Well, I want to see you touching your beautiful body. Before I enjoy it, I want to watch you enjoy it."
She placed her fingers onto her pussy and started rubbing herself. I leaned in closer, my face right above her hand.
"It's a little…embarrassing." She said.
I licked up the groove of her inner thigh, eliciting a gasp.
"Don't be embarrassed. It's beautiful." I said.
I watched as her pussy juices started flowing then, her fingers wet. I looked up at her face.
She had her eyes closed, her mouth slightly open, gasping and quietly moaning. Her other hand was at her breast, massaging a nipple between her fingers.
Mmm, she was beautiful and delicious. I watched as she pleasured herself, her moans gradually getting louder, her fingers working faster. Eventually she peaked, her body shuddering in orgasm, her back arched.
She laid there, breathing rapidly, her chest rising and falling.
"Was it good?" I asked.
She opened her eyes and looked at me, then nodded.
"Good. Thank you for the show. Are you ready to feel true pleasure?"
She blushed and nodded again.
I stood up and stripped. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, then my pants, her eyes glued to my hands. I removed my shirt and threw it onto the floor.
I lowered my pants, exposing my enormous manhood straining against my briefs.
"How about you help me take this off?" I suggested, rubbing my hand against my caged cock.
She sat up, seating herself face to face with my cock. She slowly pulled down my underwear and my cock sprang up, almost smacking her in the face. I pushed my briefs all the way down, as she stared at my cock, and then kicked them off.
"Have you ever seen one this big?"
She shook her head, still mesmerized.
"Go on, touch it."
She placed her hands on my cock, rubbing it up and down. Her hands wrapped around my dick. She brought her face up to my shaft and gave it a lick, the sensation of her small, wet tongue making my cock jerk.
"Yes…keep going." I moaned.
She licked her way up my shaft to my head, her tongue circling around my glans. A drop of pre-cum leaked out, and she licked it off.
"Mmm." She moaned.
"If you suck on it, more will come out."
She looked up at me, excited. She angled my cock down and moved her head over my cock, her lips pressing on my cock, and slowly sucked me in.
Her mouth was so hot. I could feel her tongue on the underside of my cock. When my cock was a quarter of the way in, she stopped.
"Go up and down"
She complied, moving her head up and down my cock. I sat there, lauding the effort she put in. It was fun watching her try.
"Slurp, slurp, slurp."
"Put more in."
She looked up at me confused.
"Put more in." I asserted and moved my hands to the back of her head.
She took more of my cock in until I felt the back of her mouth. She gagged slightly but otherwise was fine. She was certainly less sensitive than Allen.
She bobbed back and forth, my cock halfway in.
"Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp."
After a few minutes of this I grabbed her head.
"Let me show you what I want." I said.
She looked up at me confused, then I shoved my cock down her throat.
"Oooh…" I moaned out, feeling the contractions of her throat, my head arched back. Eventually I looked down again, to see her eyes tear-filled and rolled back. I pulled my cock out and she gasped for air.
"When I do that, you need to breathe." I said, caressing her cheeks. She looked at me confused.
"Just trust me and breathe."
I aimed my cock back at her mouth and nudged at her lips. Reluctantly she parted them, and I slowly slid myself back in. This time I eased my way down her throat.
"Breathe" I said, looking into her eyes.
She stared me in the eyes, then started breathing, the pressure of her exhalation pushing against my cock. When she inhaled, I could feel her throat tighten but the air flowed. Her eyes filled with surprise.
"Like I said, trust me."
I started moving her head up and down my shaft slowly.
"Glog, glog, glog."
I was savoring the sensation. I've throat fucked several people now, but it still feels amazing. Every throat felt slightly different, but all good.
"Can I go faster?" I asked.
She tried to nod, a little difficult with my dick in her throat, but the message was received. I picked up the pace, her head pacing back and forth.
"Glog, glog, glog, glog, glog."
"Ooooh…" I moaned, the sensation incredible. More, I need more.
I picked up the pace again, until eventually I was pounding her throat.
"Glog, glog, glog, glog, glog, glog, glog, glog, glog, glog, glog, glog, glog"
I relished the feeling of her throat as I used it like a cock-sleeve. My cock appearing and disappearing into her tight throat rapidly. I could feel her exhalations on my balls every time I pushed in, tickling them.
Eventually, I felt my balls tighten, my orgasm coming. I did one of my favorite things. I placed one of my hands against her throat, feeling my cock expand it every time it went in. The sensations were incredible and before long, my cum spurted out of my cock.