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The Spy Who Loved Pussy 3
🕑 Added 2022-08-20 01:00:02 +0000 UTCMadam Imadam moved through the foremost hotel-casino in Marispan, eager to find Alex, who should have been her son, not her sister’s. When she’d last seen him in the flesh, he’d been just a little boy. She hadn’t really thought about him of late, her attention focused on Sean. But when she found him, it was impossible not to see how he’d grown.
Alex was sunbathing by the hotel pool. He was taller than Imadam and had inherited all of his father’s sterling qualities. Lean, hard-muscled, and red-haired, he had a sensual smile that seemed directed at the luxurious circumstances he’d found himself in—including, not that he knew it, the attention of Madam Imadam. He looked incredible in his swim trunks, his body sleek and smooth.
Watch it, she told herself. You want the father, not the son, remember?
Yet she was interested in him, if only because of how he related to her sister and to Sean. Usually, she would’ve been incensed at the loins he was fruit of, like a lion disposing of another lion’s cubs when he mated with the mother lioness.
But seeing Sean’s features mingled with her own—or at least, that of her triplet—stirred some vanity on her part. So she walked up to him, her white robe and black monokini well showing off her pale skin and silvery hair.
“How are you, Alex?” she asked. “Enjoying your vacation?”
“Uhh, I know you?”
“I’m friends with your father,” Imadam said, enjoying her little half-truths. She knew she might give something away, but it hardly mattered. The whole country was under her control. She could have some fun with a little pup like this. “I know you’re here on behalf of SHIRTS.”
“You—you weren’t in the mission briefing, I don’t think,” Alex stuttered. “And how many albinos are there in your average desert oasis?”
“More than you’d think, I assure you. But let’s not talk business. I’m eager to catch up with you and if you’re anything like your father, you hardly take time to tend to your personal life when there’s a job to do.”
“Well, I—I haven’t really had time to—I really just started, uh, spying and should you really be making smalltalk with me? I’m pretty sure you’re, y’know, that bad girl—consort of the Prince of Marispan…”
“Politics makes for strange bedfellows,” Imadam said. “Did your father not mention how close we were? That’s odd of him. But I really am curious how you’ve been doing. Will you be starting college soon?”
“Not for another two years.”
Imadam noticed that he was gawking at her cleavage. Her monokini’s cutouts showed as much as they hid. “You must barely be able to wait. Imagine how much easier it’ll be to get somewhere with a girl once you have your own place.”
“I… why am I talking about this with you?”
“Why not? Do you think you’re divulging state secrets? Assuming there is anything to divulge.”
Alex groaned. “It’s… complicated.”
Imadam steepled her fingers before her face. “It always is with your family.”
“There’s this girl and I really like her, but she only likes me when I… act like someone else.”
“Who else could she possibly expect you to act like? Someone more… experienced?”
“Yeah—no! Not like that.”
Imadam felt a shudder of excitement. Here he was, still a virgin, but sick and tired of it. She thought she might do them both a favor. “You have to act more experienced than you are to keep her attention, don’t you?”
“I guess you could say that…”
“It’s a shame. When I was your age, what I found most appealing were boys like you. Not the ones who strutted and preened about, but the ones who were open about how much they had to learn. They were open-minded and gentle, like they didn’t know how attractive they were. Maybe they didn’t. It was a real turn-on. Then they got older and decided that treating women nice was a sign of weakness or something. And tried to act like they didn’t think about sex all the time, which I always found charming. It’s not as if women never have sex on the brain.”
“Do you?” he asked.
Imadam’s monochrome skin darkened. Heating with lust. “Sure I do, Alex,” she said softly. “But if we’re going to get into that subject, we should settle in for the long haul. Tell me, have you put on sunscreen? Take it from a woman with skin like mine, sunburns are no fun.”
“I brought some,” Alex said, his eyes going to where his sundries were assembled beside his towel, “but I guess it has been a while since I’ve put any on.”
“Let me help you. It’s probably time for you to turn over anyway. There’s nothing like an all-over tan. Or a lack of it.”
She squeezed the cool lotion into her hand and, once Alex had turned over, massaged it into his back and shoulders. Alex sighed blissfully and shut his eyes. Her gentle, subtly seductive touch felt good to him, as Imadam had known it would. She grew horny herself, touching his young, supple skin.
She would have to do it, she realized. She would have to cheat on the prince with this man who was so much like her beloved Sean twenty years ago, if not more so. For all of Sean’s virtues, he’d never truly appreciated her, while Alex already favored her with moans and sighs for her groping hands.
All she had to do was picture Sean with her sister instead of her and all Imadam’s misgivings went away. Sean should’ve fucked her, but he preferred someone else. So fine. He could have her. Imadam would have Alex.
She stroked the sunscreen into Alex’s neck and sculpted arms, then worked her way down his spine, finally under the waistband of his swim trunks. She touched the firm glutes of his ass and felt her sex growing molten.
“Do you ever go for an all-over tan, Alex?” she asked. “It’s very attractive.”
“I mean, sometimes,” Alex admitted. “When I’m home alone and I have the backyard to myself.”
“How innocent,” Imadam chuckled. “Well, there’s no need to be shy around me.”
Alex popped his head up and looked around. Dozens of people were lolling around the pool. He gulped suddenly, realizing how it looked for this older woman to be manhandling him in front of all of them.
“Uh… it’s not you I’m worried about… maybe that’s enough solar radiation for one day…”
“Nonsense!” Imadam clapped her hands together. “Privacy, please.”
And just like that, all the witnesses were gone, giving them the entire vast pool area to themselves.
“There,” Imadam said proudly. “Now you can enjoy the sun on every inch of your body—however many inches that is.”
She pulled his trunks down his legs, leaving him naked. Alex cast a surprised look her way, but didn’t protest. He closed his eyes again, resting his head on his pillowed arms while she worked the lotion into his trim, muscular ass the same way she had done for the rest of his bare body.
Between his legs, Imadam saw his fat balls and the base of his prick, nice and thick. She almost growled with need. He’d be easy to seduce—far easier than his father had been—and far more properly grateful when it was over.
In fact, she might make it a regular thing. If Alex were anything like his father, why would she want a tired old man when she could have someone young and virile? Sure, he was her nephew… but that just meant she had a responsibility to see to it he learned how to handle the family jewels.
She slid her hand between his thighs and cupped all that sweet cum he’d been storing up for her. Whoever his young paramour was, it certainly didn’t feel like she’d been draining that stuff anywhere near enough.
“Christ!” Alex gasped.
Imadam said nothing. She knew Alex’s outburst didn’t mean anything. She breathed hard, kneading his firm scrotum almost to the point of pain. Imadam was wet enough to wish someone was doing the same between her legs, but the only thing touching her flooding cunt was the soaked monokini that clung to her mound. When Alex was ready to touch her, she’d be as prepared for him as he was now for her.
Expertly she alternated being molding the engorged flesh of his balls and teasing it with her fluttering fingertips. Alex panted and groaned. His scrotum swelled up hot and big and throbbing. His hips bucked helplessly as if he couldn’t contain all the fucking that wanted to get out—couldn’t wait until he was on top of her and rutting away.
“I’ll make you a bet, Alex,” Imadam said, her voice husky with arousal.
“What bet?” he croaked back to her.
“I’ll bet you have a hard-on,” she cooed; Alex flushed at the back of his neck and his ears reddened like they were going to burst into flame.
Imadam rolled him over and a magnificent erection leapt up into the air, standing up like a steel beam. Blue veins bulged all over it and a hot river of precum ran down from his glans. Imadam stared hungrily at it. Alex blushed even redder.
“I couldn’t help it,” he said apologetically. “When you were touching my balls…”
“I know, darling,” Imadam husked. “That’s why I did it. And now I suppose I’d better put some sunscreen on that big cock. There’s a lot of skin there to get a sunburn on. Unless you think we should get it out of the sun altogether…”
Comments
Shendude
Utterly scrumptious. (I really ought to have made this comment a palindrome, but I can't think of how)
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