Fifteen
The Viking blonde girl, Alice, seemed completely oblivious to the massive fuck fest that had just finished in a firework display of semen, only thirty feet away from her. She also seemed completely unaware of how gigantic her tits had become. (Nat did not remember them being that huge when he walked in). She typed away on a laptop computer, the glow of the screen shining against her nicely tanned skin, her golden, braided locks and her icy blue eyes. Her gigantic orbs were kind of blocked by the screen which Nat didn't like at all.
At the counter, the barista, Hannah, was still pretending to be serving coffee. She had put her dress back on, but her makeup looked disheveled. Nat called her to his table and she came over immediately.
"Can you go ask that young woman over there to shut her laptop screen and then come over to talk to me."
"Anything you wish, Sir," she said with a cheery smile. Nat easily could have had her slide down on his cock, keeping her dress on, and he could watch those milky tits shake around as he destroyed her cunt. But he had much bigger fish to fry.
Hannah went over to Alice's table and within a matter of minutes, Alice was making her way towards Nathaniel. She looked a little awkward, not knowing exactly why she was moving across the room towards a stranger, but doing it nonetheless. When she got there she smiled half-heartedly and said, "Did you need something?". As usual, like the other girls, she had trouble not staring into Nat's eyes, but she remained skeptical.
"Hello, I'm Nathaniel. I noticed you working over there at your table and I thought you should maybe have some company. It's the weekend and you should be enjoying life, not getting hypnotized by a computer." (Little did Nathaniel know the irony of that statement).
Alice chuckled a little bit but then looked at the floor, "I don't really see why that's any of your business, but...ok."
Nat couldn't stop ogling her breasts which were jutting out like gigantic cannon balls inside her top. He snapped himself out of it and then made his move. "Anyway, I'm gonna head to the bathroom in a couple minutes and I want you to follow me in there. We might just talk, we might play a game -- I'm not sure. But I strongly suggest you take the risk to find out.
Alice looked stunned. How could a stranger have the audacity to say something like that? But more importantly, why wasn't she offended in the least? Rather it was kind of exciting and she felt a rush of heat in her body. "I'm gonna go sit down," she said.
Nat watched her walk away, a little extra swagger in her step. He waited for a little bit to play up the mood. The three girls from before had begun to put on their clothes, slowly. They all seemed quite exhausted, and rightfully so. Misha caught his eye and then moved towards him to see if he needed anything.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom to wash up. I don't think I'll be too long. Wait for me and then we'll head back to my place, OK."
"Give her hell," Misha said, with a wink.
Nat chuckled. "I'll try." Then he remembered something that was in his pocket. "Oh...and here." He handed her Julia's cellphone. "I think she earned this back." He laughed. Misha laughed too. "Tell her, 'once a cumslut, always a cumslut. Never forget that,' or something wise and intimidating like that."
Misha patted his forehead, knowing he was tired."I'll think of something that makes her remember what happened here. And please don't be too long. I wanna take you home and take care of you. It's been a long day...". She leaned down to give him a kiss on the cheek and then walked away towards the other girls.
Nat made his way to the bathroom, winking at Alice on the way. She was still conflicted, and turned away, blushing. He was probably one of the most handsome, and the most arrogant men she had ever met.
Nat killed time in the bathroom by running some water on his face and neck. But it was only a matter of a couple minutes before he heard a light knock on the door which only could have been her. He opened it up to find the tall, blonde and buxom Alice looking very serious. He quickly had the idea to hold off on his advance. It never hurts to create a little ambiance.
"Oh hey, wow...didn't expect you to actually come in here..." He tried to act as surprised as possible. "I was just joking when I told you to meet me here!". Being a slightly clueless foreigner, she recoiled, about to be humiliated, but Nat gave her a way out.
"Oh wait. Or, did you just wanna use the toilet?
She took the handout. "Yes, that's why I'm here. Of course!" she exclaimed, shaking her head in hesitant reproach.
"OK," said Nat. "Well, I'm not sure if it's functioning properly. Why don't you take a look?" He directed her over to the toilet, closing the door behind her. He then went take the back cover of the water basin. "Take a look in here. I'm not sure if it's something with the chain, or what." Although Alice didn't think of herself as very handy, she did what she was told.
Nat watched as she bent over, sticking her ass up in the air. She was wearing a brown leather skirt, about normal length -- not too conservative, not too revealing -- but it rode up her legs as she bent over and he could see her shapely thighs. They were toned but sizable. Her tits hung like sacks of rice in front of her but Nat couldn't see them all too well.
With little announcement, Nat reached in between her legs to the front of her crotch, grazing against her sensitive area, ever so slightly, as he hooked onto her underwear and pulled them slowly down her legs. She propped herself up and turned around to look at him with an angry face.
"What are you doing?" she said with a scoff, though she maintained a transfixed gaze on his eyes.
"I'm taking advantage of you in this bathroom." Nat said confidently, now having used and abused several woman before Alice. "You're here for that. That's why you came in the bathroom. And I'm here to give you what you're looking for."
She was without words as she turned around to face him. "What makes you think that's what I want? I don't even know you."
