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Click hereHe pulled out of her. Emma turned to look at him. She drew in her arms preparing to lift herself. Another stroke of his palm stung her buttock.
"I did not give you permission to move!"
"But, you've had what you wanted. You said you would let me go..."
"Perhaps I will let you go when I have finished with you. And I have not finished with you yet."
"Please...," She whimpered.
"Now, time for the ultimate pleasure...,"
Emma sagged. She knew what he intended. The hope that sodomising her would not be part of his vile demands was now shattered. No resistance was possible as she felt him approach and position the bulbous head of his cock against her puckered ring. Her body felt hollow: An empty, pale, beautiful young flesh-vessel into which he could – he would - empty his dark sex organ at will. The little fight her sphincter presented to his cock broke quickly under his force. Once past, he filled her rectum slowly, twisting and grinding his manhood into her. As he found his desired depth, she felt his heavy scrotum press tight against her vulva.
He raised his left foot onto the ottoman to gain extra purchase as he pleasured himself deeply in her anus. As he did so, he arched over her to grasp greedily at her breasts. Enjoying the firm soft breast structure only a young teenage girl could possess. Rolling her nipples between his fingers he kept groping her heavy breasts. He ground himself into her mercilessly, enjoying the special tightness her virgin ass offered. He pace quickened as grunting with pleasure he approached his rut. Then Emma felt the friction of his cock ease as he sprayed his cum and welcome lubrication into her colon. He offered a couple of final thrusts to finish draining himself. She felt him sag and she took his weight for a while as he gathered his breath. Eventually he lifted away from her.
Emma tuned to her side and let her body slip onto the ottoman. She took up a foetal position, her knees lifted to her chin, her arms protective around them. Finally, the tears could flow. Through them she sobbed:
"Please... Now you will let me go...? Please...You've done everything...Everything you want with me...to me...Let me go. Let me go, now...Please"
The hotel manager laughed.
"Why the haste, my pretty Miss America? You still have two weeks left. Plenty of time for us to get to know each other even better." He reached and took her chin in his fingers. He pulled her face up towards his. She tasted his sour breath as he added:
"Why, your vacation has only just begun..."
Hello Kmaf,
i like your stories and style a lot!
Sad that you do not write any more, like it seems.
Hope you will have a comeback!
I couldn't finish the first page, because I could not see the plot within all this perception management effort.
Either you are Greek and trying to stain one of your opponent countries on tourism, or you have limited information. It would take 10 minutes for anyone to find a more suitable country.
And for some of the comments, Turkey is a "constitutionally secular" country, one of the few in fact. I know because I looked it up when watching "Newsroom" series, as they mentioned there.
And again, more than one marriage is "constitutionally forbidden". Probably there are people having 4 wives, but it's a crime there.
Finally, I've been there and for any hotel, their foreign customers are very valuable, since they work with tour operators. They can't afford complaints. They treated us better than in many of the hotels we have been in Europe.
Not a subject matter that I like. At the beginning it seemed to be well written but latter on there were a few spelling and grammatical errors. I can imagine that people like the hotel owner would prefer this story.
11 months ago? Someone else needs to finish this story for the readers! The original writer is probably hiding from a fatwa.
The motel manager can marry BOTH daughters in a Muslim country! As for the mom I am sure Turkey would consider a quickie divorce legal or would just consider a Turkish marriage. more legal than a foreign marriage. If the mom and her daughters are all three knocked up it may not be legal to leave the country if the manager and his fat friend oppose the women leaving by taking it through a Turkish court. And will the American husband even want them back if the manager and fat man put the sex recordings on the internet? Could be all three could make a living doing porno movies with their Turkish husbands. Does the manager and fat man have other wives? Muslim men can have four. Also, divorcing a woman in a Muslim country is much easier than in a western country. What a mysogenistic fantasy world the middle East is!
Sounds like a great deal, to be used for two weeks and enjoy a free vacation! Sooo wet
Well-written story dear,
However, we must remember that in real life, someone that blackmail someone else may go to prison. About the name of country, as a Greek, I would like to think and I hope that democratic and fairness in their justice system exists about such issues.
sincerely,
Elias
p.s. Real situation
I do not remember my Literotica password,
I need password recovery,
i dont remember my username.
No recovery by email! :)