Breakfast and Making Plans

Jessica shifted slightly in her seat as she lifted her coffee mug up to her lips to take a sip. It was not that her chair was uncomfortable; instead it was rather her backside that was still sore from the last night’s activities.

The reminder of what had occurred, what she had done made her cheeks blush slightly and despite knowing that nobody would have noticed she felt the strong urge to look around the small café.

Of course nobody had noticed!

Setting down her mug of satisfyingly strong, aromatic coffee she put her focus back on the scrambled eggs she had been attacking as part of her late breakfast. Jan – the nervous, young bellboy - had not promised too much when he had recommended the café to her. It was beautiful! The sun flooded the small terrace, which was occupied by six tables. Due to the time just between breakfast and lunch there were only two other parties.

The service had been quick, the little, brunette waitress had been friendly and the food was good. Just what Jessica needed after the long, exhausting night she had had.

She bit her lower lip and felt a small tingle in her pussy as for the repeated time she thought of what had transpired. It had been too extraordinary not to think about and frankly while Jessica felt a bit of shame that shame was not as rough as she had feared it would be. In fact she reveled in the memories of sex, booze and **** with a warm feeling in her tummy!

Fingered on the dancefloor, fucked doggystyle in a small cubicle in the men’s bathroom with a pack of men listening before they all got a good look at the goods, then on to being stripped down by a group of black thugs, followed by a train of fat cocks on her pussy…

Jessica felt flustered just thinking about it!

The leader of the men taking her anal cherry, making her beg for more before he gave his friends a turn… being DPed… triple-teamed… ass-to-mouth… bukkake… Only for the night to culminate back at her hotel with Beezy, shower-sex, skull-fucking and finally mind-shattering anal sex!

When she had awoken Beezy had been gone. She had not felt angry, just disappointed to get robbed of the opportunity of morning sex as well as glad to be rid of the scary man.

After a quick shower she had thrown on some clothes – leather sandals, white hot pants and a red, stretchy tank top that showed a portion of midriff with black bikini-cut panties and no bra underneath – before heading for breakfast. It had been past eleven and the hotel’s restaurant had already been closed, but Jessica hadn’t minded, asking Jan for a good alternative.

As she sat and ate she made plans for the day. Amsterdam was nice and she would enjoy a few strolls through the city, but after yesterday’s exploits her hunger for something else had been awakened. She only had a few days in Amsterdam, so she would make the most of those. She’d fuck the living daylights out of this city!

She felt her pussy cream at the thought. A small, dirty smirk spread across Jessica’s full lips as she lifted her coffee for another sip. A holiday to remember…