Lari stormed out of the restaurant, leaving Florin open-mouthed in surprise. She had been looking forward to him fucking her, but yet again, his over-developed, Catholic conscience prevented him, even though she'd begged him and swore she'd marry him.
"I can't," he'd said, predictably. "It's a mortal sin before marriage."
That hadn't stopped him on the rare occasions he allowed himself to get drunk. But even then, sex with Florin was perfunctory and selfish; he never thought to satisfy her needs. If only he wasn't so kind and considerate in everything else.
After Lari got home, she couldn't sleep. She couldn't help comparing the latest, entirely predictable, disappointment with Florin to the previous weekend and the date her sister Racula had set up for her.
It was the first time she'd had sex with anyone except Florin, and she had a wonderful time, coming far more intensely and pleasurably than with her inhibited boyfriend or her trusty dildo. The man had treated her well, fucked her senseless and then fucked her virgin arse.
Lari grinned. Anal was utterly repulsive, and she had vowed never to do it, but she loved every filthy moment and couldn't wait to do it again. She had intended to tell her sister Racula all about the date, but, in the end, she'd been so ashamed she'd let a man fuck her arse that she hadn't said a word about the entire encounter to her sister.
The memory aroused her, so she found her trusty dildo and masturbated, thinking about the previous weekend and hoping she could finally sleep after she came. Her thoughts returned again and again to when the man had pounded her arse. Soon the dildo worked its magic, and she came, but with nothing like the intensity she craved. Afterwards, she eventually drifted off to sleep.
The following morning, Lari made up her mind. Florin could go hang; she'd find someone to fuck her properly. Lari grinned. Racula had introduced her to the man who had fucked her so thoroughly, forwarding his details to her adult contact account, an account her sister had set up for her.
Except for Racula's recommendation, Lari had never arranged a date using the account. It felt far too dangerous, and casual sex had seemed very wrong. But she craved sex, and she decided it would be perfect, an easy way to find someone else to fuck her.
Over the next few days, she flirted with several new contacts, and eventually, one caught her eye: Puzo, a much older man. No, let's be frank, an old man, but in great shape, still good-looking, with energy and a spark in his eyes.
He seemed relatively safe, and she decided he would be a good test drive of the site and sex dating; she knew she'd be desperate for sex again and need to find other partners. So she carefully arranged to meet Puzo the following day at his apartment.
She knew this stranger would sleep with her; that much was explicit in their exchanges. And she could hardly wait - well, after the drought with Florin, she would sleep with a goat. But she was haunted by doubts.
That night, sleep wouldn't come, and Lari lay wide awake with thoughts streaming through her mind. Was she being reckless meeting a stranger for sex? Was she good-looking? Was she any good at sex? Would he be disappointed? What if Florin found out? That last thought annoyed Lari. It was no business of his what she did; he had paid no heed to her desires. Otherwise, Florin would have fucked her senseless repeatedly. So why should she care what he thought?
Round and round, on repeat. Eventually, Lari gave up on trying to sleep and got up. If she had to think this nonsense, she'd at least do it with a drink. Lari poured herself a glass of wine and sat on the terrace, naked in the warm summer air. The sky was clear and the stars bright, so she lay back and gazed into eternity.
The chill of the morning air awoke her. It was already getting light. She wandered naked into the kitchen and bumped into her sister Racula. Lari was surprised she was awake; dawn was not Racula's time of day.
"Oh, I've just got in," Racula said when she asked. "Look what he gave me."
Racula held out her arm, which sported an elegant, expensive silver bracelet, clearly a gift from her latest date.
Lari tutted disapprovingly. One day Racula would get into trouble through these contacts. She snorted. Who am I to judge; I'm about to fuck a stranger.
"Aren't you grateful I hooked you up with that bloke?" Racula said when Lari expressed her thoughts. "I'm sure he must have treated you well."
Lari blushed. She had loved every moment of that encounter, and she liked the man and wanted to sleep with him again. But Lari wouldn't tell her younger sister the shameful, disgusting part: that he'd also fucked her in the arse. And worse, she'd loved every minute of it.
"Yes, thank you, he was fantastic," she said. "He fucked me senseless with his mammoth dick. It was far better sex than anything with Florin."
Racula had a hint of a smile on her face. "Glad to hear it," Racula said. "You were being really bitchy before that. What are you up to today?"
Lari tried to sound casual. "I have a date," she said. "Some guy called Puzo. He sounds old."
Racula grinned. "You'll like him. He's also got a huge dick."
Whatever she did, it seemed her sister had been there before. It was infuriating.
The morning passed slowly. Lari alternated between dread and wet anticipation; several times, she was on the verge of cancelling. But lust won, and she held her nerve.
Finally, she got ready, wearing just skimpy white panties, a light, pale blue summer dress that barely covered her bum, and her highest heels.
Lari caught a taxi to the address Puzo had provided. It was an apartment in a very posh part of Bucharest. She pressed the bell, and Puzo buzzed her in after a brief exchange.
"You're Racula's sister, aren't you?" Puzo asked.
There was no point denying it, so Lari just nodded.
Puzo shook his head. "She's not cut out for all this casual sex; she's far too nice a girl and really quite innocent," Puzo said.
Lari was shocked. Her sister always seemed so confident about sex and not at all innocent.
Puzo looked her up and down, pausing where her hard nipples poked at the dress. "I hope you're not like her and won't disappoint me. Think of this as a test drive; do well, and we'll fuck again regularly."
She grinned inwardly as this sex date was her own test drive. She was determined to enjoy being fucked today, whether she passed Puzo's sexual performance test or not. She smiled to herself, uncertain which test she was more worried about.
There were few further preliminaries, as Puzo said he had a meeting later.
"Come on, take your clothes off," Puzo said as he undressed. "I know you're inexperienced, so I want you to show me what you can do."
Lari didn't have much clothing to remove. Knowing she was going to be fucked, she intentionally wasn't wearing a bra, so when she pulled her short, pale blue dress over her head, her enormous boobs were exposed. She rapidly shed her panties, leaving her naked except for her high heels, with her neatly trimmed bush clearly visible.
She was still self-conscious about being naked in front of a stranger, so she stood rigidly as Puzo slowly looked her up and down. His gaze lingered on her boobs but longer on her exposed pussy. He licked his lips.
"Lovely," Puzo said. "Even nicer than your photos. I'm looking forward to fucking you hard."
Lari's eyes were fixed on Puzo's crotch as he slowly undressed. She gasped when his gigantic dick sprang free of his undies. It looked much bigger than Florin's and about the same as the one she'd let invade her arse.
Puzo grinned. "Glad you like it," he said.
He sat on the edge of the bed with his knees akimbo. His colossal dick stood proudly erect.
"Suck it," Puzo commanded.
Lari was confident she could give a decent blow job. She knelt in front of him and reached for his mammoth dick. She was happy when she couldn't fully wrap her fingers around his massive pole and could hardly wait for his girth to fill her up; Lari shamefully realised she'd prefer it to fill her arse.
She started to wank him, though his dick was already fully erect and very hard. She pulled back his tight foreskin, exposing his shiny glans with pre-cum already oozing from the tip; she licked the tip clean, then, careful to keep her eyes on his face, she took his helmet into her mouth, exploring its contours with her tongue.
Puzo sighed. "That's fantastic," he said. "You are very good at this." He sounded surprised.
Lari grinned inwardly. Little did Puzo know that she'd given her first blow-job just a few days previously, as Florin had never let his cock anywhere near her mouth. Lari took more of Puzo's massive member into her mouth, her tongue sliding down his rigid shaft. She started bobbing her head, sliding her lips up and down his enormous hot cock with her tongue pressed against it.
Puzo sighed. "Don't stop," he said.
She kept sucking him, making sure plenty of spit covered that huge rod, taking more of him into her warm mouth with each bob of her head. Soon his hot cock hit the back of her mouth, almost making her gag. She knew there were still several inches of his cock she hadn't yet inhaled, and she was determined to take his complete length.
She experimented and found if she stood and sucked him while bent over at the waist, she got a better angle, letting his cock penetrate further down her throat. She felt she'd achieved something when finally her nose was pressed up against him, with the entirety of his mammoth shaft thrust into her mouth and down her throat.
"Enough," Puzo said. "If you don't stop, I'll cum in your mouth."
Lari had experienced that just once, the previous weekend, and the man had spurted what felt like gallons of cum into her mouth. That was enough for her to know that although the idea revolted her, she hadn't minded too much when it happened. She could even swallow the cum. But Lari obeyed, lifting her head from his wet glistening cock.