Ladyrosa Stories - This is how I met Karen

Ladyrosa Stories – Drunk, that’s how I met Karen.

I met Karen at a wine bar after I had finished my work day and had arranged to meet my boss to go home. Karen has jet black hair that reached mid-back, oval black eyes, and a mouth with lush, full red lips. She was wearing a plaid skirt that reached just above her knees, and a white silk shirt that covered her enormous chest. She is tall, slim, and curvy, with an elegant air about her. I thought Karen looked familiar, as if I had seen her before, but couldn't remember where. Her face is a beautiful dark color, oval in shape, and with a straight, perfect nose. She is obviously a young woman in her thirties, although her childlike face makes her look much younger. Her slender hands end in long fingers with cherry red painted nails.

I watched her as she sat with a cola drink in front of her and wondered if she was there waiting for someone or just hanging out, listening to music. I managed to gather the courage and decided to approach her table to strike up a conversation.

- Hello, is this seat taken?

- May I sit down?

- Yeah.

- Yes, what? – That he is busy or that I can sit down.

- Yes, you can sit down, hahaha

Her laugh was spontaneous and her voice soft and sweet, which made me feel attracted to her.

- Thank you very much, it's very busy here today and it's difficult to get a seat.

- What are you drinking? - May I buy you another drink?

- Sorry, I haven't introduced myself. – My name is Rosa and I work next door.

- It doesn't matter, my name is Karen and I'm drinking Gin and Cola.

- You don't have to invite me, I'm already loaded enough. Hahaha

Karen thanked me for my invitation and told me that she was just passing through and that she was planning to stay in a hotel that night to continue her journey the next day. I couldn't believe my luck and managed to say that I hoped she would agree to stay in my apartment until the next day, since it is big and it wouldn't be a bother to host her for one night. That way she would save on the hotel and we could get to know each other better.

After two more gin and cokes, we went to my apartment, which is a few minutes walk away. The apartment actually belongs to the company where I work and is paid for by my boss, because it is close to work. It is decorated with many torture devices, collected by him, whips and instruments used by the Inquisition, with engravings of women and men being tortured for practicing witchcraft. I told him that my boss was fond of reading about torture and stories of punishments for witchcraft.

I had travelled to many countries collecting all the things that could be seen adorning the apartment. Surely the effect of having drunk too much was taking effect on me. I asked him to sit on the sofa while I looked for something to drink. I regretted not having gin, but I remembered that my boss kept a bottle of whiskey. I could feel how the alcohol was taking effect and relaxing us. His eyes acquired a special shine when he looked at me, like those of a cat stalking its victim on a dark night. It was very difficult to be able to describe exactly how intense his gaze was and I blamed it on the alcohol we had drunk.

I felt mesmerized and drawn to her. I couldn't take my eyes off hers. When she spoke I felt close to her, a feeling I can only describe as the feeling I had the first time my boss overpowered me to fuck me, because what we did couldn't be called love, but simply rough, violent sex. Mixed in with those feelings was a tremendous sexual drive. The more she looked into my eyes, the more I wanted to pull her closer to me, touch her, and kiss her. I felt oddly ashamed of these strange mixtures of thoughts running through my mind as we sat talking.

Karen came up to me on the couch and touched my hand. She leaned towards me and her face brushed against mine. I turned around and we started kissing very passionately and roughly. Her tongue felt different than any guy or girl's tongue I had ever kissed before, but in the heat of the moment I was too turned on to stop. It seemed to be coiled around her mouth, the end of which split with a defined crease down the middle. She just teased me with her tongue, pressing my head against hers. It was like she wanted to devour my lips.

I looked down and saw that her white shirt had several buttons undone. Her breasts were visible as she was not wearing a bra. Karen stopped kissing me and with a knowing smile finished unbuttoning the shirt, opening it so that I could see her large breasts, her very wide areolas and her long nipples. Karen held both breasts in her hands, lifting them up as I looked at her in surprise at the enormous size. Unlike her dark face, the large mounds were porcelain white, the veins clearly visible under the delicate skin, the areolas of each breast were extremely wide. The nipples were what shocked me the most. Never in my life could I have imagined such long and thick nipples rising from the rich brown areolas. I realized how strange her nipples were, so thick that they were the size of my thumb. As she held and squeezed her breasts for me, the nipples became even more erect, like tiny penises. Karen asked me if I liked what I saw, if I "approved" of her. I could only murmur that I not only approved, but that I was absolutely amazed and enraptured by her unique and fascinating beauty. All of this only served to further increase the arousal that gripped my entire body. The fire burned brighter in my chest and especially in my own nipples.

Karen stood up from the couch, took off her shirt and dropped it on the floor. She straddled me on the couch and took my face in her hands. She pulled me close to her breasts and asked me to suck her breasts, suckling like a baby on its mother's breasts.

- Suck and suck my breasts. – Please don't stop, keep going, keep going, you give me so much pleasure.

I did as I was told. I continued to suck on her breasts and Karen told me in a husky voice to suck as hard as possible. Again I did as I was told. I felt them getting fatter in my mouth. The taste of her nipples was exquisite. I continued to suck on her incredible nipples. The size and hardness increased to unsuspected limits. Suddenly Karen let go of my head and told me to stop. Pushing me towards the sofa she stood up and left the room.

A few minutes passed, but I felt heavy, unable to stand up and see where Karen had gone. My body felt very hot and my vagina was very wet, with my clitoris very prominent. I wanted to stand up and move, but I felt unable to because of how dizzy I was. Karen returned completely naked. She knelt on the floor in front of me. She removed my skirt and panties, speaking to me in a low, soothing voice. Although I still couldn't move a muscle, I felt comfortable and safe as Karen continued to undress me. She removed my blouse and bra. My pussy was constantly leaking fluids and my nipples became very hard. I found it impossible to speak, or even to utter a single word. I never thought that the alcohol I had drunk would have had such an effect on me.

I was naked before her, sitting slumped on the couch. Once again, she straddled me and began to kiss me softly on the mouth, leaning back and showing me her tongue. It wasn't a normal tongue. It was longer than normal and moved as if it had a life of its own. She grabbed my head again and shoved her tongue into my mouth almost to my throat. She leaned forward so that her breasts and nipples were digging into my chest. I felt her huge nipples brush against mine and they immediately became hard, erect. She lowered her mouth to my breasts, licking them with her tongue, making me feel like electric shocks on my sensitive nipples. I could feel her trying to milk my breasts, sucking and squeezing with her lips, trying to milk me. I was sure that if she kept insisting, she might be able to get me to produce milk.

I felt like a mother breastfeeding her baby. Feeding and feeling fed, I was sure, I felt alive and very sensitive, and incredibly aroused. He pulled away from my breasts and stared at the results of his hickeys on my nipples. I felt the energy to move return to my entire body. He leaned back.

- Look at your breasts.

She murmured to me without taking her eyes off my nipples. I looked down to see that not only had my nipples turned red like ripe cherries and so plump, with areolas almost as big as hers, red rims surrounded my areolas. I held both of my tits to caress them, while Karen smiled and caressed my nipples. Unlike mine, hers were much larger and stuck out a lot from her breasts.

Karen stood up and gave me a tight kiss on the lips, my pussy was now a puddle of fluids that dripped onto the couch, leaving a huge stain under my ass. Karen knelt in front of me and spread my legs, leaving my pussy completely exposed and available for her to lick and stick her tongue inside my vagina as if it were a male penis.

She began to suck and rub all over my pussy. Her snake-like tongue darted in and out of my vagina or ran over my pussy lips, providing a pleasure I had rarely experienced. As Karen sucked and teased me with her tongue, I felt my pussy getting bigger. The lips were swelling and their sensitivity was increasing. Her tongue began to probe the slit and her lips sucked on my clit. Before I could say or do anything, her tongue forced its way back into my vagina, beginning to fuck me with her now extremely swollen tongue, thrusting in and out, penetrating my vagina insistently, making me feel intense pleasure. Her tongue continued to slide into my very swollen and widened pussy and forced its way deeper into my body. I stood rooted to the spot and was shocked when I felt her tongue licking my vagina from the inside.

It was the most incredible wave of pleasure that had ever run through me in my entire life. Shock waves of electricity and heat flowed from inside my vagina to my breasts. The massive orgasm I had been building up to began as his tongue lashed my clit. I couldn't help but moan loudly as my orgasm hit me. Huge amounts of fluid poured into his mouth and down his throat. I could hear Karen gulping from the amount of fluid she was swallowing. My vaginal fluids kept flowing, while my sensitized pussy dripped from the corner of her mouth and spilled over her breasts from the pent up arousal. Wave after wave of orgasms rocked my body without stopping.

I had no doubt that Karen could be an excellent candidate to join the group of women that Alfredo needed for his adult video business. It was just a matter of introducing her to my boss and offering her an amount of money that she couldn't refuse.

Little by little, candidates would be incorporated for the project and there would be no shortage of women from Eastern Europe, who would be offered a very well-paid job.