The Angel With The Cold Eyes

By Peter Martinez

Hello dear readers,
My name is Peter Martinez.
A few years ago I started writing down my love adventures. At a time when it was finally getting so exciting that I couldn't do anything else.
I lived alone then, and I still do today, and I enjoyed my freedom to the fullest. My body gave me everything I needed for a fulfilling life. And even more.
I hope you have fun and can experience one or the other for yourself with this collection of short stories.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Peter Martinez
• Release date: Apr 19, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223320869

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Table of Contents

Loves the yellow juice

My holiday magic

Jasmin - alone in a strange city

Sandra & Melanie

Tatjana's lovesickness

Jule & Miriam

The first place preparations

An almost perfect sailing trip

My love

Monica and Mike

Olivier

The angel with the cold eyes

The boss

A business woman

Yvonne's experiences

A  beautiful woman

Pamela's dreams

On the way to happiness

In the here and now

The first time

Alice and her experiences

The Angel With The Cold Eyes

Author: Peter Martinez

Loves the yellow juice

Antonia

Fabian was as happy as a little boy. In less than an hour he would have another date with his new conquest. He had met Antonia last weekend at his best friend's vernissage. Alessandro was an architect and also painted pictures, which, judging by the crowds in the gallery, was apparently quite successful.

Fabian himself didn't have much time for art, his world was electrical engineering, but he liked his friend's works, even if they all seemed quite threatening in his opinion. They often depicted scenes from the Bible, albeit with plenty of brutal overtones. But - as we all know, you couldn't argue about art.

Antonia had caught his eye as soon as she entered the gallery. But that wasn't really surprising either, because a woman with bright red hair, dressed in a shrill, bright green patent leather coat and black patent leather overknee boots, who stumbles into a room shouting Fuck! can be sure of being noticed by everyone present without exception to become.

What a performance!

Fabian couldn't help but laugh out loud, but unfortunately he was the only one in the room. Her spontaneous response consisted of a glare followed by her outstretched middle finger.

Reason enough to personally apologize to her, which of course he had done immediately.

That's how they got talking. Antonia was an art student in her fifth semester and she probably often visited vernissages to look at various art styles. He had never met such a woman. She was a real whirlwind and didn't mince her words. Fabian was fascinated by her. And when, some time later, after inspecting all the works of art, she was about to leave, he plucked up all his courage and asked her if he could see her again.

She seemed amused, wrinkled her nose and replied, You want to see me again? A date? With me? Are you really sure about that?

Uh, yes... Fabian stammered shyly.

But you do know that we live in two different worlds?

Fabian knew she was right, but he still tried to persuade her.

I know, but I find you fascinating and I really would like to get to know you better.

She tilted her head and looked him up and down for a long time, thought for a moment and then replied, Okay. So you find me fascinating. Well, you are a handsome fellow, well groomed, educated and well mannered. So far so good. But it requires much more if you want to enter my world. I'm very demanding. I'll give you exactly one chance! Meet me next Friday at 7 p.m. in my favorite bistro in Südstadt.

Spoke it, gave the name of the bistro, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and disappeared.

What a strange woman, thought Fabian, shaking his head.

Meet

It was so far.

Finally!

He had dressed up, bathed, shaved, had his hair done and dressed up properly according to every trick in the book. He'd even bought a new pair of leather trousers for the occasion, which he hoped would show off his figure well.

The address of the bistro was easy to find out on the internet. It was probably an alternative trendy bar.

It took almost half an hour by car, then he was in front of the door. He glanced inside to see if she was there and, to his delight, spotted her right at a table in the corner, reading a book.

So, building up his courage, he entered and walked over to her as casually as possible. As he stood in front of her, she looked up and grinned at him.

Hi!, she greeted him curtly, sit down!

He nodded and grabbed the back of the chair across from her.

No, no, she interrupted him, gave him a reproachful look and patted her palm on the seat next to her.

You want to get to know me and get close to me, don't you? Come to me.

Uh, yeah. Gladly, replied Fabian.

This woman had a rather unsettling manner.

He took a seat next to her and gave her a friendly smile.

You're a little self-conscious, aren't you? Am I intimidating you? she asked him happily.

Yes, a little indeed, he answered truthfully.

she giggled.

Yes, I mostly have that effect on men. I hope it doesn't bother you.

Then she gave him her hand for a kiss on the hand, which he immediately complied with.

Lovely. A true gentleman. I'm glad you came. And now please open your trousers.

Ah. I'm sorry, what?

Fabian thought he had misheard. His neighbor rolled her eyes in mock annoyance and sighed.

You should please open your pants and take out your cock, she repeated patiently, or should I do it for you? She added with a grin.

The technician felt hot and cold. What was that supposed to be?

Um. Here in front of everyone? he asked timidly.

Yes. In front of all the people Do you have a problem with it? I want to know what you have to offer.

But we can't just... he threw in desperately.

Her gaze hardened at his words and her eyebrows lowered menacingly.

Sure we can! And now for the very last time: get your cock out or I'll be gone faster than a ball of lightning!

Okay, okay! he relented, put his hands under the table top and started fumbling with his zipper.

As you wish. But at your own risk!

Her hand quickly covered his. She glared at him angrily.

Stop, stop, stop! How was that just now? On my responsibility?

Fabian stopped. What had he done wrong again?

What kind of a wimp are you? Do you want to blame me for your actions?

Her eyes seemed to emit small flashes.

I just told you what I want. Whether you do it is your decision alone and then you will kindly take responsibility for it! Do it or don't, simple as that.

She turned the corners of her mouth down, sighed and said in a resigned tone: I really don't know if it makes sense with the two of us! You are light years away from me.

The technician didn't quite understand what she meant by that, but he tried to calm things down a bit.

I'm sorry! please give me one more chance You're so... so direct.

Antonia looked at him thoughtfully.

Well. From your point of view, I am probably a very complicated person. The only advice I can give you is to accept it as it is or just walk away.

Fabian was just wondering if this woman with the red hair had a crack in the bowl. At the very least, she was fairly eccentric and certainly extremely self-confident.

So what now? she asked, taking her hand out of his lap and looking at him expectantly.

At first Fabian didn't know what she meant. Then he remembered what she had asked him to do. He looked around. Apparently none of the guests looked over at them. So he carefully undid his fly and took out his cock.

There you are. It works! she laconically commented on his efforts.

And now: jerk him off hard!

You can't be serious! laughed Fabian.

But one look in her eyes told him that she was deadly serious for sure and he'd better comply if he didn't want her to go. So he slowly started massaging his shaft.

Antonia looked down and watched him with interest. Fabian didn't really like that at all, because it was so noticeable that you could notice it. It also put him under a lot of pressure. And so it came as it had to come. With all the excitement and distraction, his little friend didn't stiffen.

Do you need some motivation? she asked him cynically.

Fabian looked at her in shock. His face turned crimson. God, this is embarrassing, he thought. But he didn't want to answer her question. He gritted his teeth and kept rubbing his cock.

Do you like the smell of unwashed cunts? Antonia asked him abruptly during his desperate efforts.

What was that question? How was he supposed to answer that? The technician no longer knew where his head was. This woman was really weird.

And? Do you like it? she pressed.

I, I don't know, he stammered awkwardly.

she grinned. Well, then you're about to find out.

Her right hand slipped under her skirt for a moment and came up again, the fingertips glistening with moisture.

Fabian watched what she was doing as if hypnotized.

She put her hand under his nose and rubbed the wetness of her cunt over his upper lip with her fingers. The smell that got into his nose was extremely intense! It smelled like concentrated sex, like pure lust! And it pissed him off.

His tail suddenly straightened.

Well, do you like the way that smells? There's more where that came from... Antonia said, smiling smugly.

Fabian could only nod wordlessly.

Well-behaved!

She looked down into his lap where he was clutching his cock tightly.

As I can see, my small support is having a resounding effect. A very pleasing sight.

Fabian still couldn't utter a word. The smell of her holy of holies, which was overpowering to smell, completely upset him.

Suddenly, however, he was torn from his dreams by a waitress. He hadn't even noticed that she had come to the table.

Can I get you something?

A little awkwardly he answered: I. Ah. Yes. A wheat beer. Please!

Yeast or crystal wheat?

Yeast.

Very well.

The waitress left the table and went to the counter. Fabian looked back at his neighbor on the bench. She smiled happily at him.

Come on - keep jerking off, otherwise he'll be small again. And we don't want that, do we?

No, we don't want that... Fabian echoed and resumed his hand movements.

This woman was amazing. He had never seen anything so unashamed.

Well then let me feel it.

Fabian felt her cool, groping fingers on his cock, then she gripped his shaft tightly.

Uuuuh. It's pretty plump and big! Little Antonia likes that! I would like to stick it in my cunt right now.

Slowly, but quite vigorously, she began to jerk him off. Amazing what kind of pressure her small, delicate hands could exert, Fabian was amazed.

Apparently the smell of my honey pot worked wonders. But you really do have a fat stud's cock! I saw the bulge in your pants at the vernissage, but that beats my guess by far. My panties are already getting all wet – at least if I were wearing them.

She giggled softly.

What do you mean, should I make you cum here, milk your cum out of you? Right in front of the waitress? Would you like that?

Fabian's eyes got bigger with every word she said. Again he didn't know how to answer that.

So he just cleared his throat and said softly, If you like...

Without any effort she squeezed his cock painfully. She glared at him again.

Answer my questions properly, if you please! I don't want wishy-washy blah blah blah! It's not about what I want. I'll show you. What do you want?

The technician was desperate. Apparently he did everything wrong. He closed his eyes.

Please let me cum, he whispered.

I'm sorry, what? I can not hear you!

Please let me cum.

What do you want me to do? came the waitress' voice.

Fabian widened his eyes. Apparently she had just brought him his wheat beer. How embarrassing!

I. Ah. Not her! We – we were just rehearsing for a modern play.

Ah yes. Okay... she replied with raised eyebrows.

You're a bad liar, Fabian! Antonia said and grinned broadly.

Then, in a tone of voice like she was chatting about the weather, she said to the waitress, Actually, I'm jerking off his fat cock under the table right now.

The waitress' eyes widened.

It's not true, is it?! she asked, amazed.

But! That's the way it is. Would you like to see it? He's got a nice big cock and it's worth it. He's already all stiff and about to cum.

Fabian's head turned bright red with shame. All of that couldn't be true. What an exposure and humiliation. She talked to a total stranger about him like a toy or a trained dog. And while he was there.

The blond waitress grinned widely and looked around to make sure no one was looking. Then, casually, she dropped her pen next to the table.

With a mumbled, God, am I clumsy today... she bent down to pick it up again. She acted as if she was looking for him.

Meanwhile, Antonia intensified her masturbating movements again. Her grip on his shaft tightened and she made slow up and down movements with her hand. Apparently she wanted to offer the waitress something. This promptly lingered a little longer under the table. When she came back upstairs, she had a slightly transfigured expression on her face.

Are you sharing it? she asked Antonia.

She nodded and grinned.

Gladly. If you come to the ladies' room in about five minutes.

The blonde gave the two a rather lascivious look and replied: That could be arranged. See you then! It's my pleasure.

She turned and walked back toward the counter.

Um. Will I be asked too? Fabian hesitantly asked his rendezvous partner.

Sure, she replied, grinning, would you please do me the favor of fucking her?!

Yes but ...

'Yes' is a good approach. What's the problem with the 'but'?

I, I have an appointment with you here. I don't want anything from her.

Well, I'm glad to hear that. You shouldn't want anything from her either. You should just fuck her and squirt your sperm into the blonde slut!

Fabian gave up. Arguing with this woman was probably pointless.

Well, good. I do it.

Very nice. Fuck her in the ass!

What should I do?!

Fucking the dirty bitch in the ass! From the looks of it, she definitely wants it up her ass!

Never have I, he fumed, but was immediately interrupted by Antonia.

...fucked a woman in the ass!, she finished his sentence and grimaced. she sighed. Even worse. Then consider them your launch pad to a brighter future. Now pack your cock and go to the ladies room.

She let go of him and quite innocently put her hand back on the table.

You don't have much time left. If you please her well, then maybe I'll still be there when you come back.

Fabian swallowed. It was best not to ask any more questions, but to do as she wished. Hectically he stowed his splendid fellow in his pants, got up and stalked, a bit stiff, towards the toilet.

Once there, he carefully opened the door to the women's room and peeked through the gap inside. Apparently nobody was there. Thank God. He scurried inside quickly, entered one of the cabins, closed the door and pushed the small latch. His heart was racing with excitement.

Now he freed his best piece from the far too tight prison of his pants and began to jerk off lightly. So he waited. A few minutes passed, then the front door opened quietly.

Are you there? a female voice asked quietly.

Yes, in the left cabin, Fabian answered hoarsely.

Open up and let me in.

The technician unlocked and opened the door. The blonde waitress stood in front of him and smiled at him. He invited her in and after she entered he closed the door behind her.

It's very nice of your girlfriend to let you fuck me. I need it terribly. Feel it.

She grabbed his free hand and guided it between her thighs. Her panties were really very wet, Fabian noticed.

Unfortunately I don't have much time, I have to serve again immediately.

With these words she broke away from him, turned around and pulled her panties down under her skirt to her ankles. Then she leaned forward, put her forearms on the toilet seat and offered him her bottom.

Fabian decided to postpone the matter with her buttocks for a moment. He really couldn't do that. He carefully pulled up her skirt and tried to penetrate her cunt. Fortunately, since it was soaking wet, he managed to do it on the first try. She moaned softly as he began to slide his dick inside her.

Oh god, that's huge! she gasped after he had buried him completely inside her. It fills me up completely.

Without a word, he grabbed her hips and began to gently push her with slow pelvic movements.

You can go harder and faster... the waitress whispered to him, I can take something.

Well, if that's what she wanted. He thrust into her harder and quickened the pace.

Yes, that's good. Fuck me!, she moaned, You have a really hot cock! Craziness!

Her words spurred him on. He pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her, with every thrust his balls smacked against her mons pubis. Fabian lost himself more and more in sexual ecstasy.

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. Both startled and stopped. Did someone spot her?!

Are you going to fuck her in the ass?! I hope so for you! came the voice of Antonia.

The waitress looked surprised and questioning at Fabian, who made an embarrassed face.

No, he said contritely. We still do it normally.

Ha! came the voice from outside, I thought so! You cowardly wimp! No courage. Then I wish you a lot of fun together, you two soft biscuits.

A few steps sounded, then the outer door fell shut.

Damn shit! Fabian exclaimed loudly.

The waitress was visibly startled.

Uh, did I do something wrong? she said, her voice shaking. Wasn't that ok here after all? She hesitantly added: It's very big, but if you want to, or if that was one of her conditions, then you can also fuck my ass.

Fabian looked at her in bewilderment. This whole situation was pretty weird. He was still in the waitress' cunt all the way, and she offered him the use of her back entrance.

Ah. You did absolutely nothing wrong, he corrected her, that was more my fault.

Well, then I'm a little reassured.

Quite the opposite of Fabian. He sighed.

He could probably tick off Antonia. After all, she had made it absolutely clear to him what would happen if he didn't stick to agreements.

Do you want in my butt?, the soft voice of the waitress tore him out of his thoughts.

Oh, what the heck, he thought and replied: I'd love to. You have a very nice, tempting butt!

He pulled his cock out of her cunt, put it on her rosette and pressed the tip of his glans into her tight hole. The waitress acknowledged his venture with a loud ooooo.

Oh my goodness, that's tight! the electrical engineer stated in amazement.

No wonder... the woman in front of him blurted out between her pursed lips. You are also the first in this entrance. But please continue, I like it!

Fabian hadn't even realized that he had spoken out loud.

A virgin – in that respect. Like me.

Well, she apparently wanted it that way. Then he should give her what she asked for.

Slowly but steadily he pressed his cock deeper into her intestines. After the glans had overcome the sphincter, it was much easier. When he had completely buried it, he began to push her. But not so carefully this time, but much more vigorously. Her moans increased noticeably in volume. Hopefully nobody went to the toilet and caught them, Fabian prayed.

Although it didn't really matter, because nobody here knew him. You couldn't do more than throw him out. He would only feel sorry for the waitress, because she would definitely get into serious trouble with her boss. He decided to speed things up a bit and upped the ante.

It felt very hot to fuck her in the ass, he realized. And she seemed to be having a lot of fun, too, judging by the sounds she made. However, he would not be able to hold out much longer. The feeling was too intense and Antonia had already done a lot of preliminary work with her hand. After just a few more thrusts, he felt his juices rise to the top. And then came the redeeming orgasm.

Groaning, he pumped his semen into the waitress, who arrived moments later. They stayed in position for a few moments to catch their breath, then Fabian slowly pulled out his limp cock.

Huh! That was great. That is what I needed! I'm sure I won't be able to sit properly for a few days, the waitress said with a grin, pulling her panties back up and straightening her hair. Thank you, my sweetheart. Anytime again, if you like.

She undid the latch, gave him a kiss on the mouth, and scurried out of the cabin. The electrical engineer packed up his best piece and was about to leave, too, when he heard restrained clapping of hands. He lifted his head in amazement and saw Antonia grinning, sitting on one of the hand basins.

Well, tiger? Did you pull the little one through nicely? Filled her spoiled bitch ass with your cream? Maybe there is still hope for you after all.

Fabian was too upset to answer. Antonia's grin widened.

By the way, the crisp blond boy is my best friend and one of my occasional playmates. By the way - she's definitely not a virgin in her ass anymore. Countless cocks have already been put in there – and other completely different things.

She jumped down from the sink and walked towards him, playfully jabbing him in the chest with her index finger.

Now back to the dressing room and pants down! With such a dirty cock you can't be let out among the people. I'm going to suck the noodle clean for you again!

The electrical engineer was shocked. Was that a set game? Apparently Antonia had only pretended to leave the toilet. So that she could see exactly what he and the blonde were doing in the cabin. And her friend had been in on everything.

That damn bitch!

But somewhere he had to admire her for how coldly she had pulled off this act.

What a woman!

Antonia backed him into the cabin and closed the door. Then she undid his pants, took out his now very puny noodle and knelt down in front of him. She wrinkled her cute little snub nose and stuffed herself, saying, Whew! But he really needs it! greedily put his cock in her mouth.

What a little pervert pig!

His cock had just stuck in her best friend's asshole. Apparently this woman had no inhibitions. Fabian had never experienced anything like this. Nothing like this would ever have happened to his former partners. His head cinema raced.

Their efforts soon bore fruit. His penis, although he had only just come, began to swell again, which Antonia acknowledged with a pleased grunt and spurred him on to work even harder.

He opened his eyes, which he had previously closed in ecstasy, looked down and froze.

She looked at him! While she literally sucked his cock inside her to the max. Apart from the fact that most women had hesitated to suck him off, not one had been able to absorb his penis completely before. Her facial expression looked like that of a wild cat in heat, almost inhuman. With her bright red, now rather disheveled hair, she looked like a mythical creature, like a nymph.

God, what a great sight! he exclaimed.

Instantly his penis regained its full size. Antonia let him out of her mouth, took a breath and then asked Fabian, panting: And now, fuck my head! Give it to me hard, you dirty ass fucker!

He didn't need to be asked twice. Fabian was horny like never before, all his inhibitions disappeared. He grabbed the back of her head and thrust his cock into her mouth with violent pelvic movements without any consideration. He started banging her wildly, like the rubber pussy he hid under his bed at home.

Antonia began to choke on some of the thrusts where he fully penetrated her, but she didn't move an inch. She was still staring at him, urging him to fuck her harder and faster, to possess her. And he did. Now he would get back at the bitch!

The electrical engineer went into a sexual frenzy. Everything around him faded, became meaningless. Her gaze held him captive. Grunting and moaning, he thrust until he erupted into her with a hoarse scream, in an indescribable climax. He pumped his sperm deep into her throat in thrust after thrust.

Antonia's eyes rolled and closed - she swallowed, gurgled, and coughed. Strings of saliva ran from the corners of her mouth.

Fabian, who was now clearer in his head, got scared that she might suffocate and quickly pulled out his cock. The art student literally collapsed and gasped wildly. Her whole body was shaking. It took her some time to catch her breath.

Then, still kneeling in front of him, she looked at Fabian with a very soft facial expression. She cleared her throat once, wiped her mouth and said softly, Now we speak one language. You took me and filled me with your seed. Now I belong to you. And you to me! With skin and hair. I hope you are aware of the responsibility you have now taken on. You must provide for my needs now.

Fabian could hardly believe it. He had to reassure himself of what he had just heard.

Ah. Does that mean that you are now my girlfriend because I fucked you in the mouth?

Yes, that's exactly what it means! It's better than holding hands or a kiss, isn't it?

She didn't wait for his answer and continued unabated: I am now your girlfriend, your lover, your fuck doll, your slave, your mistress... whatever you desire. If you wish it. And with a flirtatious wink, she added, Do you wish it?

The electrical engineer looked at her in amazement and thought feverishly. Did he really want that with this obviously pretty crazy and highly perverted woman? A real relationship? With everything included? My life will change completely, it flashed through his mind.

He slowly looked her up and down with an alert gaze. He hadn't expected this offer in the least. Then he made his decision. She was very simple. Because at that very moment he realized that he had fallen madly in love with this wonderful creature in front of him.

I wish so, he replied in a husky voice. He grabbed her, gently pulled her up and kissed her tenderly on the mouth. More than I've ever wished for in my life. Honest.

Then I'm yours. And you mine, Antonia whispered in his ear with tears in her eyes and kissed his neck. And - well, my love..., she whispered at first and then continued in a much harder tone of voice ... lick my stinking cunt!!

Fabian was startled. You couldn't be serious now, could you?

Down with you, you horny pig! Now! he was taught otherwise.

When he hesitated, she grabbed his shoulders and forced him to his knees. He was so irritated by her sudden turnaround that he didn't oppose her. Already she had grabbed his head, spread her legs and pressed his face into her lap.

So, I'm going to paste my cunt mucus on your face now. Mark you like a dog's territory so that every woman knows that you are now my property! Any bitch in 100 meters will be able to smell that!

Fabian was able to absolutely sign the last sentence. The smell was breathtaking, almost intoxicating. Strong, strict, but not unpleasant, it just smelled like pure sex.

Come on, open your mouth, now there's treats.

She jerked him off her lap, shoved him backwards against the partition, stuffed several fingers into her cunt and shoved it into his mouth, laughing dirty. He couldn't help it and eagerly sucked off her cunt juice.

Yes, you like it, huh? From now on there will be sweets every day, get used to it. I will make you dependent on it!

Again she pushed her hand into her crack and rubbed his entire face with her pleasure juice. Then again, only now she adorned her own face with it until it shone wetly.

Aaaah, divine! And now fuck me with your nose in my wonderfully smelly hole!

And - that's what Fabian did. Without thinking. With fervour, he pounced on her cunt, intoxicated himself with the smell that emanated from her and pushed his nose in as far as he could. You could really get addicted to that, he found.

Oh, yeah, my little bastard, that's good! And now lick my clit! Show me that you're a good cunt licker.

Fabian let his tongue dance on her clitoris as best he could. He hoped to live up to their claims. Unfortunately, he had not had any extensive experience in this regard in the past either. Somehow he had almost always had the most demure women as friends. He was only allowed to do this a few times with one woman.

Antonia didn't seem satisfied with his skills, but she solved the problem in her own way: What's up, eh? Higher! And faster tongue movements! Circular! Well, I'll teach you that, my dear! You'll have to practice a lot!

He tried to follow her instructions and apparently he succeeded, because she started to moan louder and to breathe more and more hectically.

Yes, finish me! Get the icing on the cake, you spoiled bastard! Now tighter! Even faster! Give it to your mare!

Icing on the cake, the technician wondered, but quickly dismissed the thought and preferred to use all his energy to give her a great exit. He accelerated his tongue game again - and - was rewarded. He felt her tense up, her whole body twitching uncontrollably and finally she started screaming uncontrollably!

Loud! Very loud!

You couldn't ignore that, the whole guest room could probably now share in their passion.

And something else happened.

She squirted.

Masses of liquid cascaded into his mouth, onto his torso, soaking his shirt, wetting his leather pants. The rest flowed to the ground and formed a sizeable pool.

Now Fabian understood what she had meant by the icing on the cake.

This woman was a squirter. He'd heard of women being able to cum before, but had never seen it, let alone experienced it like this.

How cool! He was covered all over with her juice. It aroused him so much that he felt his cock, which had already come twice, swell again.

Unbelievable. This woman was amazing! At that moment Fabian was proud as a king that she had given herself to him.

She had wrapped her arms around his head and pressed him tightly onto her abdomen, fluid still oozing out of her hole.

Ooooh, god! Yes! Drink my cunt juice, bathe in it, you perverse cunt licker! she shrieked and rubbed his face over her slit.

Fabian could hardly breathe, but he would not have left this place for anything in the world. He felt more secure than ever before in his life.

What's going on here? he heard dully from a strange, female voice.

Sex! Wonderful, fulfilling, uninhibited, passionate, wild sex! was Antonia's reply.

Yes I see that. But could you maybe continue somewhere else now? I would like to go about my business in peace.

Antonia giggled.

That's a good idea.

She released Fabian from his heavenly prison between her thighs, pulled him up and kissed him stormily.

Come my horny hero. Let's go to me.

Then both got up.

Now Fabian saw the woman who had spoken. It was a fairly attractive brunette in her mid-thirties. Apparently she wasn't angry with them, because her face was adorned with a wide grin.

I wish you both piglets a lot of fun. But please let us know in advance so that someone can clean up the mess.

Antonia looked down, saw the puddles on the floor and made a slightly embarrassed face.

Yes, of course.

Then she looked at Fabian.

Oops!

He laughed.

Oops probably describes it pretty well. I don't want to know what the other guests think when they see me like this.

Oh! said the art student and grinned impudently, well, I would like to know. Of each.

They left the toilet together and entered the guest room. Without exception, everyone looked at her, even if some did it as inconspicuously as possible. Some grinned lewdly, others looked a little piqued. Both walked to their table, heads held high, without showing anything, where Antonia got her book, which she had left lying there.

Then they turned to the counter, where Antonia spoke briefly to her friend and paid the bill. She grinned broadly like a honey cake horse, nodded and winked at you. Fabian saw that his new girlfriend put a good tip on top. The landlord, who was drying a glass at the other end of the counter, eyed her suspiciously, but made no move to say anything.

They left the bistro arm in arm, ignoring the looks that bored into their backs. When they were on the street, Antonia said to Fabian with a smile on her lips: That was great. We have to do that more often... By the way, you smell like my cunt ten miles upwind. Very cool!

Fabian grinned and nodded. After this experience he was ready for anything.

The very special student association

Fabian was happy when they reached his parking lot and finally got into the car. Quite a few passers-by on the way there had eyed them with suspicion.

Ah, I see you have a sat nav, Antonia told him after she buckled up. How convenient. Well, then you probably need my address.

She called her and he programmed her into it. According to the navigation device, it was only a quarter of an hour to her apartment.

Fabian started the car and they drove off.

By the way, before I can take you with me, I have to explain a few things to you.

The technician raised an eyebrow in question, but said nothing. What could come now? More surprises? Actually, his needs for the day were covered.

Er, first you should know that I live in a flat share. I hope you don't have a problem with that?

Fabian shook his head. No I haven't. But I don't know either. Are there any special rules to be observed?

Antonia giggled softly.

Yes, you could say that.

Okay, then it's best to explain them to me while we're driving, so I know.

Yeah... well, okay, she drawled. Fabian was a little surprised that she was fussing around like that, since she usually didn't mince her words.

Well - it's an all-women flat share. But a very special one. We are a fraternity.

Aha? Fabian wondered. I thought that was only for men?

No. Yes, Antonia replied. They are rare in Germany, but they also exist here.

Okay I see. How many are you?

Together with me – five. You've already met Mareike.

Fabian was startled and looked at his passenger in amazement. I have?

Antonia grinned mischievously. Yes, that's the blonde you fucked in the ass in the toilet.

Aaaah. Okay, he said with a smug smile, it's good to meet you. I didn't even know her name.

He might be wrong, but it almost looked like a tinge of blush appeared on her cheek. Maybe she felt a tinge of guilt for tricking him so badly.

And who are the others?

Well, we're quite multicultural. There's Neyla, she's an Afro-German, and Florence, our French import. The last of the bunch is Mai Lin from Thailand. By the way, Mareike's mother is from Sweden. You don't need to worry though, they all speak fluent German because everyone grew up here.

God, what an exotic mixture. How did you come together in such a constellation?

Almost two years ago at a party. You have to know that we are all children of diplomats. My father works in the German embassy. We searched and found each other there and realized that we all tick quite similarly. And only a few months later we decided to open a shared flat. Only Mareike joined us later.

Craziness. What's not to like... said Fabian in disbelief. And how do you all tick similarly?

Sex.

Sex?

Yes, we are all, shall we say, very open-minded. And you should do so as soon as possible. To be precise - when entering the house.

Fabian swallowed. Um. I will do my best. What awaits me there?

Antonia giggled and replied, A den of vice, compared to which the orgies of ancient Rome were childish.

Then she got serious again.

No, joking aside. There are some rules you have to obey if you want to enter the house. Of course you have the choice and if you don’t want to, I can always come to your apartment.

Fabian thought of his small, untidy bachelor pad of 20 square meters. She would probably kill any thought of sex in Antonia.

No, no, he replied hastily, that sounds exciting. Please explain the rules to me. I'll definitely be able to do that.

His passenger looked at him a little skeptically.

Better not be hasty, sweetie. You don't know yet what to expect. I've seen established men flee the house in a hurry. But - well. Let's try. - First of all, you must swear that nothing I am about to tell you or what is happening in the house will ever be revealed. We demand absolute discretion, but we also offer it to you in return. Each of us has a reputation to lose, sometimes we or our parents are in the public eye. As soon as you are in the house, you will also have to make this oath in writing as an affidavit, because we have to protect ourselves. Is that okay for you?

Fabian nodded.

Yes. I can understand that and I swear I will never tell a living soul.

OK. That's the most important rule of all. Now for the rules of conduct. I will now only give you a rough outline. You will then, in due course, receive a more detailed briefing. OK?

Yes, continue.

Only erotic clothing or nothing at all is worn in the domicile itself and in the adjoining garden. Any primary or secondary genitalia must be exposed at all times and freely accessible at all times. The changing area is directly in the entrance area. Since you probably don't have anything suitable with you, you'll have to be naked or we'll provide you with something suitable.

Very interesting. That's okay.

There are no property rights in the house. Each and everyone will be shared as needed.

Ohh. Like with Mareike?

Yes. Just like with Mareike. In this case, however, she asked me if I was okay with that, since we were outside the house and you didn't know the rules yet. You have noticed. By the way, that's why I asked you beforehand to do the favor of fucking her.

Understood. Further?

The next thing is a little harder to explain. Without exception, each of the people in the house may demand sexual acts from the others at any time if they wish. Everything that stays within the legal framework and leaves no lasting traces. Unless these tracks are expressly desired. The person addressed must, to the best of their knowledge and belief and within their means, willingly comply with these wishes – whatever they may be. There are exceptions only if they can be justified. Three refusals per month lead to exclusion. Did you understand these rules?

Uh. Yes.

Well, that could be fun.

Are you sure that you really understand what all this can mean? Antonia asked urgently.

Well, I think so. It means that I grant all your wishes or you mine. Everyone is at the service of everyone.

The art student smiled.

Well recorded. But the central question is whether you can even imagine what can and will be asked of you? We have hardly any taboos and outsiders would describe us as perverted in many respects. In addition, other male guests sometimes come and they are also entitled to these options. You may be used by them as they please without a right to object. Don't make the mistake of underestimating the importance of this rule. It is the hardest to achieve.

Fabian was silent and considered. She was right. He hadn't thought about the fact that he would also have to have sex with other men. As far as he knew, he wasn't gay. And what kind of perversions could it be that she had spoken of? Should he perhaps better ask what could happen to him? But then the surprise effect would be gone.

So you had the right within the house to demand every imaginable kind of sexual favors from everyone without being allowed to refuse? Incomprehensible! What possibilities that opened up.

Are you okay with that? he was interrupted by Antonia in his deliberations.

Fabian sighed deeply and answered honestly: I hope so. I'll at least do my best not to disappoint you.

Antonia's face softened at his words. She gently stroked his head.

That's very sweet of you! I can't ask for more from you. And time will tell if you're really ready for it. But you can't just do it because of me, you have to be willing to do it of your own free will, you have to want it - otherwise you'll break. Sometimes the girls aren't exactly squeamish about what they want, believe me.

Okay, we'll see how I handle it. I'll try to get into it. Are there any other rules?

No, except for normal interpersonal interactions, not.

Well then, I'm excited about what's to come. By the way, according to the navigation system, we'll be there in a moment.

Yes, it's the red brick house in 500 meters, over there on the right-hand side.

Fabian noticed that this area looked pretty posh. The houses were more like villas, and there were only cars in the upper price ranges in the parking spaces along the avenue. The gardens around the houses were huge. At that moment he felt quite uncomfortable with his old VW Golf. Antonia noticed his look and asked:

Something wrong?

The technician cleared his throat and answered truthfully, Well, I'm a little scared of all the wealth here. I feel a bit out of place.

Oh, don't worry about that, sweetheart. None of us are interested in that. Just enjoy it. Look, here we are.

They approached the house described. As if by magic, the two wrought-iron gates of the driveway opened. When Fabian looked questioningly at Antonia, she smiled and presented him with a small radio signal transmitter that was attached to her bunch of keys. He drove through and was amazed at the huge garden, at the end of which was a large, two-story property. It looked like a cross between a manor house and a small palace. Involuntarily he whistled through his teeth.

Cool, isn't it? Antonia said with a wink. I enjoy the sight every time too. And just wait and see what we have to offer. Our parents were really generous.

Yes. In fact, Fabian stated dryly. But it's not quite cool. It's huge and plenty impressive. Where should I park?

On the forecourt, to the right of the stairs.

Fabian drove to the specified spot, switched off the engine and they got out. Now that he was standing in front of the building, it seemed even bigger. Admittedly, it inspired him with a lot of respect.

As they climbed the grand staircase, the front door opened and he saw a slim, dark-skinned figure who greeted them with a wide grin. The only clothing she wore was a gauzy white veil that showed more than it hid, black fishnet stockings and high-heeled patent leather shoes with heels at least 10 centimeters high. Her figure was, as far as he could tell in the shortness of time, flawless. She probably worked as a model. Graceful and graceful as a beast of prey was the first thing that went through his mind when he saw her. She reminded him of a panther.

Welcome to the Temple of Lust, stranger. Come in and abandon all hope! she spoke to him in a dark, smoky voice and performed a perfectly formed, elegant bow.

Oh my God! You are such a drama queen, Neyla! Now don't make the poor person feel so insecure right away!

The smiles of those addressed grew even wider. Her pearly, even teeth gleamed against her dark face like the chrome grille of an Amish sleigh from a bygone era.

Ah, look, Princess Vulgaria. Delighted to see you. How is the state of Your Majesty? Is that the new subject?

Proband? Fabian asked himself, but preferred to ignore this remark.

Deciding to play her game instead, he bowed as well, grabbed her hand, which she held out to him, and kissed it lightly.

Oooh. A man of the world with manners. I am delighted. I'm still missing something like that in my collection. She turned to Antonia: Have you informed him in detail about the house rules?

Yes, you little poser cunt! she grumbled.

Neyla slapped her hands over her ears in mock shock and pulled her mouth into a pout.

Oh, my God, what foul, foul language I must hear from you, your impertinence. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were a cheap fucking dock whore.

Yes, of course, you depraved arch-bitch. You made your appearance. And now, kindly let us in.

But of course. Very gladly. Whatever your hypocrisy. I bow to your violence. At least I can't help but certify that you have good taste when it comes to choosing your companion.

She pushed the door wide open and gestured them inside with a sweeping hand.

Entrez! Our guest book is here in the front right on the pillar. I will now disappear into my bower and dress accordingly for your being here. Up then.

With that she turned without waiting for an answer and strutted away like a queen.

Is she always like this? Fabian asked his companion quietly when he thought the dark-skinned woman was out of earshot.

She sighed softly. Well, not always. But Neyla loves to get pathetic and enjoys her dramatic performances. Typical actress. I always try to get her off her trip a little bit. But most of the time it doesn't work. But wait and see what happens when she's really horny.

But then her eyes brightened and she added: At least she finds you attractive, that's worth a lot to her. You can pride yourself on that.

Fabian raised an eyebrow questioningly, but left it at her statement.

And what did she mean by the guest book?

Antonia pointed beside her. A large, open book lay on a small marble plinth.

Here. The mentioned book for the affidavit. The best thing to do is to read it through carefully and sign it immediately.

Fabian walked over and discovered that it wasn't really a book, but more like a giant ring binder of sorts, with pre-printed forms in it. He read the text carefully and found that Antonia had apparently already explained everything essential to him.

He picked up the fountain pen that lay in a small hollow below the folio and signed without much ado. I hope I don't regret that... he thought.

He then turned to his new girlfriend: And now?

This one grinned.

Now my new, sweet lover gets naked! Here, through the door on the left, you get to the changing room.

They entered a small room with bench seating and a row of lockers.

Choose one, they're all empty, Antonia encouraged him happily.

He undressed and saw that his new girlfriend was doing the same. After he had completely got rid of his things, he watched her doing it.

For the first time he could now admire her as nature had created her and realized that her figure was in no way inferior to Neyla's. She was of course a completely different type and also a lot smaller than the dark woman, but he liked her much better. With her fair, almost white skin dotted with tons of tiny freckles, Fabian guessed she was a real redhead. Her breasts stretched up like small apples with tiny, almost colorless nipples and her slightly hollow back brought her tight buttocks to bear beautifully. Her bright red hair almost reached down to her tight ass. She looked like a sexy goblin girl or a delicate forest nymph.

Antonia noticed his looks and began to pose a little, turning in front of him with swaying hips.

I hope you like what you see? she said with a mischievous grin on her lips.

Absolutely!, Fabian replied with a dry mouth, I'm thrilled beyond measure.

Oh, how nice!, she flirtated and threw herself into his arms exuberantly. And you can use me however you want! Does that make you horny?!

Ah. Yes, he replied succinctly, because he couldn't think of any other suitable words.

Yes? Let me see!

She jumped off his lap and knelt on the tiled floor in front of him, examining his cock. The tail was indeed stiff again.

Oh! He likes me! There's a kiss for that!

Before the technician knew it, she had put her mouth over his cock and was beginning to vehemently suck on his glans. She skilfully massaged his balls with one hand.

Mmhmm. What a horny lollipop! she mumbled.

Unfortunately, after only a few moments, she gave up on her endeavor and jumped up with great enthusiasm.

It is time. The others must be waiting for us... she said apologetically. She looked down and smiled. You will definitely like this sight! And now, come!

She pulled him up by the shoulders and then grabbed his stiff cock. In this way she led him to the door and back out into the vestibule. Fabian expected that she would let him go at some point, but she didn't think about it at all.

I'm sure the girls will be in the drawing room... she murmured under her breath.

They walked together past a grand staircase that led upstairs to an oak paneled door. Antonia opened it with her remaining hand and they entered a large, light-flooded room.

Fabian had never seen a living room like this before. Salon really fitted better as a term. The decor was super modern and classy. It appeared to have been designed by an extremely talented interior designer and no doubt a good deal of money had gone into carrying out his plans. He particularly admired the huge, luxurious leather furniture. There was a large bar in one corner of the room and original paintings hung on the walls, no doubt very expensive. The floor was made of the finest parquet and seemed to have underfloor heating, because the soles of his bare feet stayed pleasantly warm. Several large, oriental lamps hung from the ceiling, which spread a colorful, subdued light. At the head of the salon was a huge screen, the size of which easily rivaled that of a small cinema. There was a porn on it.

Fabian looked around the room again. Several women were lounging in the various seating areas, which were actually more like beds and mostly furnished with oriental cushions, and they looked at him and Antonia expectantly. The whole scene looked like a harem. At least the way Fabian imagined the harem.

Neyla had indeed changed, the tech noted. She now wore only white stockings and suspenders, nothing else. Between her thighs was Mareike, who had apparently just spoiled her there with her tongue. Her shiny face showed clear signs of what she had done. She was completely naked.

The Swede grinned broadly and winked at them.

The woman on another couch was probably Mai Lin. She seemed tiny, even compared to Antonia. But the rubber dildo with which she was working her hole at that moment could justifiably be described as monstrous. She smiled too. Her costume was made entirely of latex, a catsuit with only the breasts and pubic area uncovered. It harmonized perfectly with her straight, shiny, long, black hair. Her face was also adorned with a smile, albeit a little twisted with lust.

Next to her sat the last of the bunch. Florence, the French. She reminded Fabian a little of Viktoria Beckham. However, a lot smaller and with much more feminine curves. Her even face with large hazel eyes was framed by a brunette pageboy. She wore a kind of maid costume, which, like all the others, left the erogenous zones uncovered. She didn't smile, just looked at her with interest, tilting her head slightly, rubbing her clitoris slowly but steadily. Despite her wide open thighs and her sexual demeanor, she seemed very calm and almost a little demure. With her, Fabian associated a shy deer.

Of course, Neyla broke the silence first.

Hello, little fountain! Well, come here and show us what you brought us to play with!

Fountain? The technician looked questioningly at his companion.

She sighed, gave the dark-skinned woman a bitter look and explained to him: My nickname. Each of us here has one. I'll explain to you later.

Fabian gave her a friendly smile and replied: Sounds cute. And it suits you. So you are a water nymph.

Immediately after he said it, Neyla burst out laughing. The others smirked.

A water nymph?! How cool is that? Well, I'd like to see the pond where she lives. Hi, hi, hi. Why didn't we think of that girls?

Well, great, now you give the bitch another through ball! Antonia scolded him.

I guess sweetie, Neyla continued cheerfully, you don't really know your new flame, do you? We will change that.

But now you will first of all greet us in detail. How about a game, sisters?

Everyone nodded except for Antonia, who looked a bit doubtful.

games

She clapped her hands in delight.

Alright. Then please bring me a blindfold, Mareike.

The addressee got up, went into the next room and came back in after a few moments, armed with a black blindfold.

And now you, stallion tail, on all fours! She now ordered Fabian. Her voice brooked no contradiction.

With one last look at his new girlfriend, he went down to the floor. A few seconds later it went dark before his eyes when the half mask was put on.

Very nice. But there's still one little thing missing. Stay in the position, he now heard.

He heard her footsteps going away and returning after a while. And he heard a suppressed gasp from his lover who was apparently still standing by his side. What could be going on there?

Come here, girls. Let's prepare it together. Everyone can choose something...

At that moment, Fabian felt completely at his mercy. He would now have to endure whatever these women dreamed up without knowing what it was. The fact that he couldn't see anything made it even worse. In addition, he also found that it excited him immeasurably. His cock grew to its full size.

God, look! This giant thing just keeps growing! He seems to enjoy crawling around on the floor in front of us, Neyla taunted.

Come on. Let's put his harness on him.

Before Fabian knew it, a leather strap was wrapped around his neck and fastened at the back of his neck. He heard a lock click. At the same time, someone was tampering with his cock and balls. There, everything was now professionally wrapped with narrow ropes, which were then pulled tight enough for his taste. He fervently hoped they weren't cutting off his blood too much. Then he suddenly felt two hands pulling his buttocks apart.

He was startled. What were they going to do with him? Had there been a man hiding somewhere in the room who was now supposed to attack him?

Hold still and relax, then it won't be so painful! someone with a French accent whispered in his ear. Now you get a nice little plug in your bum. I'm going to put it in you very slowly and carefully, with lots of lube, oui?

The technician couldn't believe it. You wanted to stick something up his butt? That bordered on abuse. He wondered if he shouldn't end this game after all. But then Antonia would have been terribly disappointed. And that couldn't be.

Already he felt how a finger with a slippery substance was working on his rosette. First only on the outside, but then the finger tried to penetrate him carefully. Involuntarily he fought against it and squeezed the sphincter together. Don't let go! She could easily brush that off. However, he couldn't prevent it. The French pushed him relentlessly deeper in, lubricated his anus. She repeated the process several times. Fabian felt like he was a Christmas goose being stuffed. In addition, it smacked terribly obscenely.

Mareike. Allez! he heard her say quietly a short time later, when she was apparently finished with the preparatory work.

He didn't understand French, but now felt hands that began to jerk off his painfully stiff cock and at the same time massaged his testicles, which had meanwhile become noticeably swollen from being tied off.

This distracted him so much that he stopped paying attention to his sphincters. Apparently this had been Florence's plan as well, because at the same time she pushed something terribly thick deep into his intestines, quickly and forcefully. His virgin rosette was brutally widened. Fabian cried out in surprise, pain, horror and humiliation.

Aaaaah. Voila! Wasn't that bad, was it?

To her words she gently patted his bottom and gave him a small slap. Not bad, Fabian asked himself. This perv must be a real sadist! His asshole was burning like someone had set it on fire.

Alors - now we're going to inflate it so you don't lose it and your bowels are nice and full. You will definitely like that, the French woman whispered in his ear.

Inflate? he howled loudly.

Everything around him giggled.

Corn, oui! We make it nice and thick and bulging in your butt. Will fill you incroyable...

Fabian couldn't believe it. These women here used him like a toy. He could already feel something expanding in his intestines. The pain of penetration was, thank God, now hardly felt, this feeling was something completely different now. With each pump stroke, the volume of the intruder increased.

Fabian screamed and screamed, tried to defend himself. But it was