Chapter 663 Lord Nuraman's Luncheon (Part-3) (R-18)
Alexander really had a lot to drink on the table.
And by the end of it, he could not even properly make out that Kayvan was informing him that the ships Pasha Farzah promised were on the way.
"Ah! Lord Alexander, why don't you rest a little while? It's afternoon and the outside heat is unbearable!" And seeing his state, Lord Nuraman proposed as such.
This was a common practice.
Many people liked to take a few hours of nap in the afternoon.
Both because they would be tired since they would get up to work right from dawn like Alexander had.
And also to escape the heat.
So, hearing the proposal, Alexander was happy to accept.
He really was in no shape to go out.
In fact, he was so inebriated that Alexander did not even fully understand how he got to his bed, or even where his bed was, and simply lost consciousness the moment he hit the soft pillow.
And then he slept there like a baby for a couple of hours, all the traveling around taking a toll on his body, waking up well after dusk, the day having fully rolled into the night.
But this regaining of consciousness was not a pleasant experience at first, for his head stung like crazy due to the hangover from the strong wine.
That special drink Lord Nuraman promised seemed not to take any prisoners and Alexander had really let himself get drunk too much.
Even opening his eyes hurt.
Which was also why he missed that distinct, warm sensation coming from below there, while the sound the act made was very suggestive.
*Suck*, *Chuu*, *Suck*
It was a lewd sound.
Alexander found that and the sensation to be all too familiar for him not to recognize.
And so raising his head, he tried to focus in his eyes on what or who was causing that sensation, and he was actually unsurprised to see a face down on his crotch, the head buried all the way, both hands firmly grasping the root as the mouth diligently worked to please Alexander.
The girls loved to wake him like that in the morning, be it the voracious Ophenia, the greedy Gelene, or the petite Mean.
But with the way her head was placed, the woman performing the act face was actually hidden, only showing Alexander her jet-black hair that was draped all over her face and cascaded down even to his crotch.
The mane was very smooth and silky, so smooth and silky in fact that it even reflected some of the candlelight lit around the room, and it seemed to be rhythmically bobbing up and down, deftly taking the huge organ with much skill and experience.
Alexander had a hard time recognizing the girl from this angle, but as he attempted to raise his torso to see which of his mischievous women it was, suddenly that killer headache hit him bang across the head.
Alexander felt like being hit on the head with a sledgehammer, as the headache seemed to have increased tenfold the moment he tried to raise his head.
So still groggy from his incomplete sleep, Alexander wisely gave up any idea of trying to get up and obediently went back to lying straight.
And then, in his half-asleep state, Alexander tried to make sense of the unfamiliar scenery, being not even not sure if what he was experiencing was real or a lucid, wet dream.
Everything looked too blurry and the whole world seemed to be spinning around him.
'Where am I?'
'What time is it?'
'I remember drinking and eating…'
Laying still, he tried to organize his thoughts as best as he could.
But that endeavor got quickly put on hold when suddenly he felt the bulbous head of his organ hit the soft end of the throat that it was inside off, causing Alexander to involuntarily release a moan at the sensation, "Ahhh."
After the amount he had to drink and given the supposedly long time for which he had been already pleasured, Alexander was currently very sensitive down there.
And as if his moan was a sign of recognition of her effort, after hearing this, the woman deftly moved one of her dainty hands to tenderly cup his balls, while the other one started to gently pump the thick rod up and down.
While Alexander, mistakenly coming to the conclusion that this was all a dream and it was one of his girls doing this to him, laid back and relaxed, as he emptied his mind and forsook himself to pleasure, encouraging the woman below to continue in a muddled, dazed voice,
"Ahhh…good, keep going…I'm close…ahhh…"
And the woman, getting positive reviews from the front, quickened her ministrations, massaging the balls and rolling them in plans as well as stroking Alexander's cock while sucking on him.
The mouth felt heavenly to Alexander, like the softest silk, with the touch of her tongue feeling firm yet pliant.
This nimble lilac organ circled around the glan head, painting it with saliva while also flicking the sensitive frenulum, edging Alexander closer, as along the bottom, the hands squeezed and massaged the shaft.
All of this soon caused Alexander to start releasing precum and the taste was like honey to the woman.
She loved it.
Which was why soon she then took the whole length into her throat, not a mean feat given Alexander's size, and positioned the hose directly into the throat.
And feeling the caress of this hot, moist canal, a growl of satisfaction escaped Alexander from deep inside his throat, as the woman began to feel Alexander's balls tighten and his cock twitch.
He was close.
So she moved quickly, creating a piece of audible, lewd music, *chuuu*, *suckkk*, *gulllp* and soon, after one too many strokes, Alexander finally exploded inside her, dying everything white.
In fact, the cum shot out with such force that as skilled as the woman was, she wasn't actually able to swallow it all and after trying for a while, finally gave up as she was forced to pull out, thus letting the ropes of cum shoot right into her face.
The thick, semi-solid goo plastered all over her face and then started to slowly run down her lips, cheeks, and nose, dripping down off her chin onto Alexander's crutch or her ample breasts that hung like heavenly fruits.
But the failure to catch everything did not seem to at all discourage the girl, as even when getting a new facial, she diligently kept her head down and simply continued to suck and stroke him, as he came, determined to get every last drop of the precious liquid out.
And she only parted her mouth once Alexander finally finished cumming.
"Ahhhhhggggg," And once able to finally breathe without restraint, the girl let out a deep, guttural sigh of satisfaction, for Alexander's thick creamy was really on another level.
She even felt her tummy give off a warm, fuzzy feeling.
"Ahhh…that was so good. Bring the chamber pot…I wanna pee," While Alexander, still lying down, and still thinking he was in his home being serviced by Gelene or Ophenia, felt his bladder about to burst.
So asked for the pot to relieve himself.
It was time for all that wine he had to at last come out.
And the long nap had given his body plenty of time to store and prepare for that.
"Right away!"? Hearing Alexander's command, this chirpy voice flowed out, which suddenly felt strange to him.
It did not sound like any of his girls.
Also, given the amount of time he had been awake, he was finally starting to get his head going and began to notice other abnormalities that seemed to prove that this might not be his house.
The lighting, the furniture, and even the size of the bed all seemed different.
"Here!"
And it was only when Alexander heard this and got up to ready his body to pee that he got to see who the girl that was holding the earthen jar was.
Right next to the bed, kneeling on the floor and holding a medium-sized clay jar close to her chest, was one of the girls who had greeted him at the door- Akisha!
And even in his current state, Alexander had no doubt it was her.
For the girl was still in that beautiful red gown, the same one that showed half her breasts and snowy deep ravines, while on her face, that same face Alexander had found so charming, now on that face still lingered his cloudy reward, slowly rolling down her contours.
Akisha in her hurry to get the pot did not bother to wipe herself, but by doing that, in an unintended way looked devilishly ravaging, kneeling in front of Alexander's cock, holding a chamber pot, while looking up at him with that face, her amorous eyes twinkling.
"You!" And finally recognizing who had been serving him, Alexander let out a choked yelp of surprise, as the flood of memories came rushing back filling his head with all the context and finally enabling him to understand what was going on.
Clearly after he had gotten sleep, Lord Nuraman had sent him a bed warmer and this was her way of waking him up.
Or Alexander had already slept with her, and this was round two.
He found himself too drunk to remember the details.
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