Chapter 310: Felicia's choice
Chapter 310: Felicia’s choice
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Felicia looked down at the hand over her own. “What does your help include?” She responded with her sharp eyes gleaming under her hood. The hand the person had extended, overturned her palm and gently rubbed it.
“My help offerings can’t be listed out. My lady will have to show some confidence in my skills and let me show it to you.” Felicia snorted and grabbed the wine bottle, dunking it all at once.
“Good. We shall see what you have on offer.” She got up from her seat and threw three gold coins to the waiter. “Let’s go to the place you can put up the best performance.”
Ever so confident in his skill, the person took a single gold coin and tossed it to the same waiter. “I will take the same room.” Not waiting for his reply, he turned to the lady under the hoodie. “Shall we go?”
She looked down at his offered hand and took it without much thought. What she didn’t anticipate was the man gently ushering her into his chest and wrapping his arm around her waist.
“Try not to get overconfident in your skills. You might end up burning yourself.” Felicia warned but didn’t push the guy away as he led her to the upper floors of the hotel. “Hehe.. that’s the adventure of living, miss.” His tone and words had morphed from respectfully to a more friendly one.
“What’s the fun in a life that’s not revolving around dangerous women.” Felicia scoffed at his chest-thumping attempts as the couple navigated through the corridors to locate their room. “After you..!” He unlocked the door and insisted her inside.
Within only a few steps, Felicia turned around and removed her hoodie, revealing a figure-hugging bright dress inside it. “Oh.. you must be hot from all the wine, let me help you out of this.”
He came forward to hold the lady’s coat off. Peeling it off, her magnificent figure came into even more prominence. With a slim waist and a flat belly, she sent his heart pumping blood to his brother currently restrained in his trousers.
Once the coat was off Felicia, she held her arms out, a gesture reminiscent of her high background. It took the man behind her some time to understand what her actions signified.
“Haha..” With an embarrassing laugh, he slapped his head once he realized what the lady wanted from him. Proceeding to untie the countless strings holding her tight dress in place, he took a deep whiff of the expensive perfume.
“You never told me your name, miss. Also, will you be keeping that mask on?” One by one her dress kept coming loose when Felicia shook her head. “Mask can’t be removed. As far as my name goes… call me Cia.”
Even an inexperienced guy can tell that she was using an alias. There were several reasons for people to hide their identities in the world of cultivation. As such, he didn’t mind her choice to nod and reveal her face. Just like the woman, he too was only interested in a single stand.
Some great time together and both of them can be on their way. “Fine. I get it. Still, my name is Shalam of Reidner city. In case you ever need to find me again hehe..” Excited that he made a good catch today, Shalam gently tugged the dress down, slowly dropping it down over her back and then eventually over her hips.
There were no undergarments inside. The lady was buck naked once the dress was peeled off her body. There was a significant bump in Shalam’s crotch, his dick protesting at not being allowed to set free.
“Truly marvelous.” Knowing better than rushing things and blowing away his chance, he didn’t touch her in the first instance. “Hmph.. you must be pretty experienced in helping the ‘distressed’ women, what happened?”
Felicia stepped out of her boots and turned around to face the man in all her glory. To say Shalam was left speechless will be an understatement. “Dammit… I truly outdid myself this time.”
Taking his own time to glance at every square inch of her glorious body, he gulped twice in a row. A figure to die for, along with two perky round tits had sent his heart pounding in his chest. Blood had gushed to his groins, inflating his shaft.
“Please don’t tell me you belong to some high-ass clan lady. My life is not worth a single night with a woman.” Naturally, there was a high chance such a divine beauty might belong to some powerhouse clan.
“Hahah..” Felicia broke into a peal of soft laughter. “What happened to all the bravado about living a life between the thighs of dangerous women?” She took two steps forward, placing both her arms around the man’s neck.
Even with the mask hiding her face, Shalam can somehow easily visualize the disdain on it. “Cough.. cough… I am pretty sure that was not exactly my words.” His words didn’t invoke any compassion in Felicia.
“It was more or less the same thing…” She brought her head over to his neck and gave it a long lick. “Woah..!!” Her aggressiveness shocked even an experienced casanova like Shalam.
“Scared?” Felicia mocked. “Hahaha.. miss is more playful than I initially assumed.” Shalam responded by holding her waist and jerking her body onto himself. Her bare tits were instantly crushed against his large chest. “I guess, I was wrong in my judgment.”
His hands crawled down from her waist and reached down to cup her ass cheeks. “Even with all the risks involved. I believe the reward more than justifies it.” Reaching down is resorted to kissing Felicia’s neck, gently biting all along her smooth skin.
“Umhhh..!!” The lady in his arms moaned. Taking that as the signal he had been looking for, Shalam poked his fingers between her ass cheeks. “Mhhhgg..” The tip of his fingers came across the soft entrance to her vagina.
Rolling it up and down along the slit present between the folds of her labia, eventually inserting his index finger inside. “Fuuuckk..” Felicia bit on his neck ruthlessly. Both men and women cried out, one in excitement, the other in pain.
Shalam was not going to take the bite laying down. In equal exchange, he inserted another finger in her tight pussy, this time reaching even further deep inside her warm vaginal wall until he discovered some wetness.
“You look aroused to me, miss. Want me to stick it in?” Felicia’s hands had in the meanwhile reached into his trousers and found his phallus. “Ohh.. you don’t want me to suck on it before you do that?”
For a moment, Shalam can’t believe her words. For a woman coming from a high background, anything other than absolutely ‘normal’ sex felt demeaning to them. Most esteemed women will find it beneath them to suck a man’s cock, especially of someone who was not even their partner or they didn’t acknowledge.
To think he left such a lasting impression on the lady… Shalam was proud of himself. “Ahem…if miss doesn’t mind then please go right ahead.” The swiftness with which he got rid of his pants was legendary.
“Hahaha… Fuck off..!!” He knew it. She was just messing with him. No matter how awesome he was in his city. This was the capital. Countless big fishes were swimming around. It will be extremely hard to make a name for himself.
Felicia laughed to her heart’s content with no regard for the man at all. “Hmph.. stay within your limits… damn commoner.” She turned on her heels and made her way to the bed. She immersed her fingers between her lips and then led them to poke into her fresh vagina, slathering it with her saliva
Her legs were raised and made to part to either side, making the site as erotically charged as it possibly could be. Shalam’s cock felt like it can pierce the heavens themselves when the mature lady used her fingers to separate her outer labia, revealing the appetizing insides to him.
“When you say it like that..” Shalam pretended not to be overwhelmed by the scenery, in spite of the throbbing erection between his legs. “I might be able to trace some noble lineage if I look at my family tree.”
Felicia clicked her tongue, slowly inserting her middle finger deep into her pussy. “You think I give a shit about it?” She pulled her finger out and sucked on it, enticing the man even further with her tactics.
“Now are you going to keep talking? You are boring me to death here.” Shalam scratched his head, not used to being mocked so blatantly. “Pardon me for that.” He went ahead and gave his dick a few strokes.
“Ready?” Climbing in the bed, he brought the knob of his dick right over the entrance of Felicia’s vagina entrance. “Just stick it in, useless fellow… Ohhhh.. mhhhh… Yeahh.. haha..”
Midway through her sentence, Shalam was tired of being taken advantage of repeatedly. He unceremoniously shoved his cock inside the woman’s eager pussy. His crotch grind against Felicia’s, sending his full length inside her at once.
With his burly arms falling on either side of the lady, his hips gyrated rhythmically. “Aaah.. ohhh.. muuuughh..” Felicia’s lips uttered sensual moans. With time, her hands clasped the man’s back once he broke into a continuous motion inside her.
The same scene kept going on straight for the next twenty minutes without as much as a change in their posture. The reason being, Felicia refused to allow the man to fuck her behind. With most of his options struck off the list, Shalam can only continue with whatever he was allowed to do.
This was his first encounter with a woman who even refused to let him take her from behind. He didn’t even ask for something over the top. When did even doggy style become a taboo position?
Confused, Shalam had to make do with what leftover faculties he had. Choosing to play with Felicia’s breast instead. “Huuh… I am close.. go faster.. aahhhh..” Under him the lady seems to be having a blast, groaning and squealing like a madwoman.
“Keep.. going.. aahhh.. yesss.. that’s right.. haha.. ffffuiighhh….!!” Felicia curled up into a ball under him with fluids gushing out of her vagina. Contrary to the woman, Shalam was the one who can’t help but cringe at the situation. What a boring way to fuck?
Can this even be called sex? All they did was lay one over the other and move their crotch. Even animals probably had much more exciting sessions than this. Though this was the feeling in his heart, he was not foolish enough to let that show up on his face.
‘What a waste of such a high-quality body.’ Looking down at the woman relishing in her climax, he shifted to the side. Felicia had strictly prohibited him from even ejaculating inside her. With so many restrictions, how the fuck was he going to enjoy his time?
To her, he didn’t feel anything more than a dick that can be used to penetrate her and achieve gratification out of it. ‘I thought I hot a jackpot.. what a bummer.m!’ He can only sigh in helplessness. What was a gorgeous body to him if it can’t be put to use?
“Ahem..” He cleared his throat to garner Felicia’s attention. “Looks like my lady is done here. I thoroughly enjoyed my time with you.” Shalam pushed himself off the bed, picking up the articles of his clothing that he had thrown away in foolish expectations.
“Let’s do this some other time as well.” Felicia sat back up, looking at the man with narrowed eyes. She was not naive enough to not see through his facade and notice something wrong with his expressions.
“Yeah, we will. But why do you look to be in such a hurry?” Shalam responded with a splendid smile. “Haha.. it’s nothing serious. I just recalled that I promised to meet someone right about now. He must be waiting for me.”
It might not be the best excuse, regardless this was the best he can come up with impromptu. Ready to leave, Shalam bowed in respect to the naked woman and turned around. “I will see myself off.”
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