High Heels and Dirty Deals - Globetrotting Tales of Debauchery from a binge-drinking Nymphomaniac by Brett Tate

Author:Brett Tate [Tate, Brett]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-05-05T16:00:00+00:00

16.

National Pornographic

ive hours later, I wake up in the hotel room john. Complete absinthe blackout. Oops. Apparently I fell asleep doing an old man sit down number one. First thought; where am I? Panning the room, the thought process begins. Looks European. Prague? No, too shiny and medieval. Maybe Russian? Definitely Russian. Kiev? No, too gaudy…definitely Moscow. Wait, I know this hotel. A horsefly bites my thigh and flies away in drunken loops, plummeting to its death screaming “joo bastard” in a death curdle. I take a sober up shower and get ready for a favorite event every trip.

Time to see what Brett has won in the bedroom lottery. Strolling out into the room, iridescent light flickers out of the corner of my eye. The lap top is on, and the futures trading platform and charts are loaded up. Oh Shit. Definitely no memory of that. In a hurry, I check to see if I have any open positions. Positions panel shows I closed out 5 euro contracts for a $780 profit. Sweet! Drunk daytrading pays for the evening again. (a side gig for a dozen years now). I close down the platform and laptop, and turn to see what’s under the covers.

I actually get a kick out of this portion of the blackout routine, having done it many times. The bed sheets are pulled back to see what hotties I pulled the previous evening. Two scorching amazons intertwined naked. Perky tits. Gorgeous faces. Six-pack stomachs. Tight asses begging to be plowed. Yes! (bow chika chika bow bow) I recognize Alek. The other one looks vaguely familiar. No memory of the first session in the least. No worries. Easy to take care of that. I wake them up with a few licks, and they are ready to go at it again, like spring lovers in heat.

Threesomes? Done so many I

can’t count. They are either great,

or really great. Some girls hide in

the bathroom while you do the

friend. Some sit at a distance in a

chair, with legs crossed, top leg

bouncing madly while they watch

and wait their turn. These girls are

just what Brett the Beast would

special order. Very bi. And very dirty.

Icover the bed with towels and convince the girls to give me an oil massage. Four hands stroking and fondling, with greasy naked bodies sliding up and down mine. While certainly no match for a Bangkok Soapy, it does manage to wipe out some of the morning cobwebs. Then I take turns massaging their beautiful lean bodies.

As the sunlight peeks through the blinds, the view of their oiled up buns in a line is breathtaking. But what I want first is to see them use toys and then do each other.

While they start kissing and caressing each other, I reach into the bedside drawer and pull out a velvet pouch. The sex party pack. Inside are glass dildos, rabbit vibrators and assorted lube and toys. Airport security knows this party pack well. Like clockwork, Brett is always the guy stopped at customs. Once again, this trip the rabbit was the most closely inspected item.

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