1. The Local Flavour


    Date: 9/14/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Female Domination, Mature, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    the room (one draped over the balcony), fucked to unconsciousness by the man-devouring monster who was now sitting at the make-up table brushing her hair and humming a ranchero tune. ‘The Royal Plaza, yes. I checked in yesterday morning.’ ‘I know. I saw you. I was looking for you in the bar last night, but you didn’t come down.’ She’s wiping the roundness of her belly now, although I see no traces of sand. ‘I was down at the beach. There was a beautiful moon out.’ ‘How long will you be staying?’ ‘Oh, I don’t know. I never travel with a plan. Depends on the place.’ ‘I’m just like that. I was in Cancun last week, now there’s a nice place. The shops, the night clubs, and all the nice people you meet. There was this couple from Miami, oh my, if I told you…’ There is a strange glow in her eyes while her gaze gets lost somewhere between the ocean and the horizon. ‘Anyway, I think you will find Playa del Carmen quite boring. The stores are really quite ordinary, and there’s not much of a nightlife.’ ‘Boring? After Cancun, I find Playa del Carmen refreshing. More of the local flavor, you know.’ ‘Local flavor? Ha, I like that. Local flavor, huh?’ She slaps my knee and throws her head back in laughter. Her breasts shudder. ‘You like the local flavor?’ ‘Uhm, yes, that’s why I travel. Nothing like a bit of local flavor.’ She slaps me on the back like we were old buddies. ‘Oh my, you crack me up, Frank.’ I can’t say I quite get the joke, but I join her in the mirth. She’s probably just ...
    a bit eccentric. ‘I take it you travel a lot, then?’ Her hand is right between her legs now, wiping the front of her pubis and the inside of her legs which she has spread even wider. After a while I realize that although her head is inclined downwards, she is watching me from the corner of her eyes and has caught me staring at her lap. ‘Uhm, yes, well, I guess I’ve been around.’ My face feels flushed as I try to hide my embarrassment. Sara huffs and puffs while she leans heavily on my shoulder to push herself up to her feet. I reach behind me to gather my things. Something about this woman has stirred my hormones, and I’m afraid that if I don’t hang on to her, I’ll miss out on something good. God knows it’s been a while since I last had something good. When I turn around to jump up and run after her, I suddenly have her broad ass in my face. It is moving left to right as she slaps it around with both hands. Sand is raining all over me. I dodge the shuddering mountain of flesh and jump to my feet. ‘Tell me about this place. All I see is a heap of stones.’ She grabs my arm and locks it into hers. We walk past the Temple of the Frescoes towards the castle. I tell her what I remember reading in my guide book. She doesn’t seem really interested, though. ‘I’m starving. Do you need a ride back? I have a limo waiting. We can have dinner together.’ I had come on one of the local buses, which had taken a noisy, hot and bumpy two and a half hours to make it down here, stopping at every ...
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