After the talk with Erika, no matter how much I tried I just couldn't fall asleep. Watching her break down and spill her secret out of pure frustration–just broke my heart. There was regret for sure, but more than that the familiar longing in her eyes for her master, made the events of the night that more tragic.
Trying to clear my head of those thoughts, I slipped out of the girls' arms and made my way to the bathhouse. Being tired from a hectic day, we'd skipped the bathing part before bed, but I was hoping taking one now could help me clear my head.
Even so, while trying to make my way out of the room, I noticed that Rin was still missing, which only served to heighten my sense of trouble. I could've gone out looking for her, but in all honesty, she had a better chance of surviving in the wilderness as a vampire than I as a human.
'Let's hope she comes back before daylight.' Heading into the bathhouse's changing area, I was instantly pulled out of my worries. Standing before me was Miss Marloon stripped naked to her skin, her auburn hair flowing to her thighs. 'Shit!'
"I-" I tried to utter an apology and shut the door at once, but the married woman grabbed the door handle and refused to let it budge.
"Ken, if I'm not mistaken?" Calling my name, she pulled the door in her direction. "Care to keep a lady some company? I was kind of regretting coming down here so late all alone."
Inching her hands closer to me, she grabbed my arms and attempted to pull me in. For a moment, I pulled back but out of nowhere, her hand reached for my groin. Astounded, I looked at her deviously smiling with the allure of a succubus.
"I thought young blood these days loved women older than them," tilting her head with a smirk, she pulled me in with a jerk. Her hand still caressing my groin, I could feel my mind growing hazier by the second.
"M-Ma'am, you're married, and a customer!" I retorted, trying not to stare at the mature body of a married milf.
"You know…" Shutting the door to the changing room, she nuzzled my arms deep between her breasts. Hugging it tight, she leaned closer and lightly nibbled on my ear. "My husband and I have a very special relationship. He doesn't mind if I get a different man here and there, that's part of the reason why we're here in this hotel."
"What do you mean?" Feeling awkward yet incredibly aroused by her warmth, I finally turned to look at her.
"I was hoping we could meet another man, a male monster to be precise," scratching my face down to the neck, she began running her fingers down my bare chest. "But I think I found someone far better and less likely to kill me in the process."
Chuckling to herself, she took a step back. Staring me up and down for a moment, she grabbed my hand once more and started walking into the actual bathhouse. With every step she took, her supple ass bounced about hypnotically. Unable to look away, I watched it ripple and dance like thickened jelly.
"Y-your husband is okay with you sleeping with other men?" The concept wasn't foreign to me, but I've never met a couple who actively practiced it.
"Of course, he does," letting out a chuckle, she led me towards the expansive bath. "But he also gets off from it, and I from doing it behind his back."
"B-but you have a kid…" That was the part that was still holding me back.
Letting go of my hand, she stepped into the steaming bath. There as she stood there with her body surrounded with white dreamy mist, I felt an instinctual pull, and my lower half felt no different.
"Through a surrogate," she mentioned.
Turning around, she spread her arms wide. Beckoning me closer she walked to the far end of the bath and settled in herself.
"Don't make me beg now," slipping her hands between her thighs, she spread her plum thighs wide. Bringing her hand back up, she licked her fingers seductively. Once again gesturing to me to come closer, she slipped those wet fingers down below and spread her folds wide apart. "And don't worry, there's a reason why we opted for surrogacy. You can cum as much and as deep as you want. No need for condoms, no pills, just pure fucking ecstasy."
Perhaps blinded by lust or the charm of a mature woman with seduction was on par with a succubus, I found myself inching closer. Getting into the warm bath, my hand reached downward and undid my boxers. Letting it slip through my legs, I laid my hardened cock bare for her to witness.
"Oh my..." With a look of shock, her eyes sparked up.
Moving closer, I watched her gulping down on saliva. As I grew even closer and stood inches from her face, my massive cock towered right over her face. Staring at it like a predator gawking its prey, she slowly reached with her hand and coiled her fingers around my shaft.
"Fuck me, I've never had one so–" Wheezing out loud, she paused momentarily. Regaining her composure quickly, however, she stuck her tongue out and licked the very tip of my dick. "Mhmn, I might get addicted."
Shooting an upwards glance, she got up on her knees just enough to bury my dick deep within her massive tits. Feeling her soft breasts enveloping me from both sides, my mind had finally tipped over the last level of restraint. Pressing her breasts together, she coiled her tongue around my tip. Getting even harder between her breasts, the only thing on my mind right now was to screw the brains out of this married pussy.
"Seems like you're finally getting in the mood, huh?" With yet another smile, she glanced up at me. Holding my dreamy gaze in her sharp cat-like eyes, she giggled to herself before adding. "So? What are you waiting for? Fuck me, sweetie~"