3 comments/ 105740 views/ 97 favorites The Ambassador's Drunk Niece Ch. 01 By: the_h_bomb This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. * I was working as a guard for the US ambassador in Denmark a few years ago, when this happened. It was late at night around 2am, I was in the middle of a long shift and bored as hell. During this particular night I was at the ambassador's house. There really wasn't much to do since the ambassador and his family were out of the country. The only house guest was the ambassador's niece, who had gone out earlier that night and hadn't returned. Too bad to, she was a smoking little number. Around 18, 5'5, long blonde hair and a tight body. I'd seen her earlier that week going for a jog, skin tight running shorts that showed off a perfect 18 year old ass, and a camel toe to die for. Not to mention the little running top, that did nothing to hide pointy little nipples of each small breast. Apparently I had missed the real show. The guard I took over from, was only to eager to describe the clothes she was wearing, when she left earlier that evening. In his words: "She looked like a hooker man! You should have seen her, black fishnets, and the dress she was wearing, barely covered her ass! It was basically a tight shirt and no bra. Not that she is packing much up top. But man, that should be illegal!" Lucky son of a bitch. The things I would love to do to that body. But of course it's only fantasy. The chances of a 38 year old security guard getting lucky with a hot 18 year old were non-existent. Doesn't hurt to look though. 3am rocked around and I was starting to feel tired, so I went for a patrol. On my way back I saw a cab pull up, and the ambassador's niece pour herself out. I say pour, because the girl was wasted. In true teenage fashion, she had gone out and guy after guy had brought her drinks, all hoping to get into her pants or tiny dress, in this case. When I got to the gate the cab was gone. Propped up against gate, she was barely able to stand. Her tiny black dress had ridden up her hips to reveal a purple lace thong that I couldn't take my eyes off. Her hairless pussy lips poked out either side as they gripped the purple material. "Hi Kellie, did you have a nice time tonight?" I asked, tearing my sight away from her exposed crotch. She was so far gone she didn't even notice me at first, when she finally did, she started in surprise and nearly fell over. "Gahh!" a strong smell of liquor followed this nonsensical utterance. "Hiiiii!" she slurred "do I live here?" "Yes ma'am, are you OK?" I asked, trying not to laugh. "I think I might need a little help, I drank a bit, a bit too much. I think. Can you help me?" She glanced down at her bunched up dress "Oops! Sorry bout that, It keeps doing that." I wondered how many people she had flashed tonight, probably half of Copenhagen by the looks of it. "That's OK, here let me give you a hand." I opened the gate and caught her as she fell through. As I escorted her to the house, my arm around her back half holding her up, I could feel my dick getting hard. It didn't help that her dress was again around her waist, but I decided not to tell her since she was way too drunk to care. The ambassador's house was about what you would expect, big, old, lavish. The guest rooms were on the top floor. I propped her against the wall as I punched in the code to let us in. "Ma'am?" she was starting to nod off, doing that heavy breathing swaying thing most people do, when they are about to pass out. I tried again "Kellie? Do you need me to help you upstairs?" She jerked awake and nodded, smacking her lips. I hoisted her up, half carrying her up to the top floor and into the guest wing. She pointed to a bedroom which could have been hers, or it could have been one of the empty ones. I figured it probably didn't matter either way. I sat her on the large bed and was about to leave. "Wait!" she whined, "Can you, can you help me with my dress?", she started tugging at it. "Help you with the dress?" I asked stupidly. "I can't get it off!" she replied. When I started to object she interrupted. "My uncle is the Ambassador, you got to do, do what I say or he won't like it...", her voice trailed off as she flopped back on the large bed. I was pretty sure the Ambassador, her uncle, wouldn't like me stripping his 18 year old niece either. But I figured that she wouldn't remember and was very unlikely to tell him about it either way. "OK, sit up!" I helped her into a sitting position her face near my crotch. "Lift your butt!" she giggled as she reached out to grip my hips and I tugged the dress off over her head. "Thanks" she slurred as she flopped back on the bed, her small naked breasts were now exposed, the pink little nipples were erect and looked delicious. She kicked off her heels "These too" she absently plucked at her fishnet stockings. I knelt between her long outstretched legs, my eyes level with her barely thonged pussy. I could see through the purple material, little tufts of blonde pubic hair just above her clit. It looked like she had a little bit of a landing strip, about half an inch long. I was so close I could smell her pussy, a mix of expensive flower perfume and a musk that would leave most men catatonic. Slowly I pulled one stocking off then the other, never taking my eyes off her honey hole. After a minute I realized I could hear soft snoring. Raising up I could see she was completely gone. Risking a leg shake I called her name. "Kellie! Kellie!" I stood and leaned down to shake the naked girl by the shoulder but got no response. I shook a bit harder, still nothing. Reaching up I peeled one eyelid back, the bottom half of a blue green eye fixed on nothing. This was a bit of a moral dilemma. I'm usually a stand up guy, but here was the gorgeous creature basically naked, laid out before me like a gift from the gods. Hesitantly I pinched one small pink nipple which swelled beneath my touch. Definitely out of it. My heart beat faster in my chest, as I knelt back down between those long white legs. I leaned forward, my nose almost touching her pussy and breathed in deeply. The musky scent was overpowering. My dick turned to steel in my pants and I could feel pre-cum leaking out. Slowly, carefully my tongue licked along one pink lip and then the other, she tasted unbelievable. My whole tongue darted out to lick both pussy lips at once, the rough fabric of her thong leaving a slightly bitter taste in my mouth. I reached to either side of her hips, tracing the bony protrusions up to the string band of her thong. I slid them down her thighs, over the knees, past the feet, and onto the floor. There she was, beautiful, blonde, naked, and all for me. Her pussy was slightly red, flushed with excitement. I lick her lips again, this time pushing between her folds. Maybe it was my attention from before, or maybe 18 year old's are always ready to go, but she was very wet. I lapped at her juices, the taste better than the finest wine. My tongue traced a path to her clit, my nose buried in her patch of golden pubes. Then down again into her hole, before finally right down to her little pink asshole. Usually I don't go in for rim-jobs, its not my thing, but tonight was a one off. I decided that since I had already crossed the line, I should do everything I wanted and a few things I wouldn't normally do. So I ate that little puckered hole for all its worth, the tip of my tongue probing and forcing it open. The taste was not what I expected, not unpleasant or bitter just different. While I ate her asshole I pushed my index finger into her pussy. Her slick wet cunt, warmly enveloped my digit as I worked it in and out. I made a gun with my hand and pushed the finger all the way in. I could hear her breathing was a little faster now, as my thumb applied pressure to her clit, her hips bucked ever so slightly. I was a little shocked, she was getting off on this! She was passed out and getting off! As my thumb made circular motions on her little nub, her thighs squeezed my head in response. Removing my tongue from her ass, I replaced it with my little finger, pushing it all the way in. I began to move my hand back and forth fingering both her holes at once. Every time I pulled back, he hips would buck trying to get them back in again. I added my middle finger to her pussy. It was a tight squeeze, but her juices helped me slip it in. Leaning forward I began lapping at her clit, making the same circle motions as my thumb had just made. Her bucking got more pronounced, and the thigh squeezing more intense. After a couple more minutes of my attention she was ready to blow, I could tell. I reached my other hand up along her flat stomach to one small breast, to pinch the nipple. That pushed her over the edge, she bucked hard, her legs clamping together around my head in a crushing grip. A moan escaped her mouth as she road the orgasm wave to pleasurable heights. I was worried she might wake up, I watched as eyelids fluttered, but after a minute she settled down. By now my dick was nearly tearing its way through my pants. Standing, I undid my utility belt, then dropped my pants. Pulling down my boxers I stood there between her legs, my dick pointing towards where I wanted to go. I gripped her hips lifting and pulling her closer to the beds edge. When I had her just right, I moved forward to rub the purple head along her slit. Sticky saliva and pussy juice coated the end of my member. Again her hips bucked as I traced the folds. Slowly I trust forward, the wet lips opened up as her slick walls gripped me. It was an incredible feeling, warm to the point of being hot and so tight. I just stood there gazing at her, my dick only half way in, her breathing short and fast. I pulled out and was surprised to see a little frown form between golden brows. I pushed in a little more, the wetness from her orgasm helping to overcome the tightness. A soft sigh escaped her lips. I worked my dick slowly in and out, going deeper every time. Soon I was fucking her completely, my thrusts going as deep as I could, her cunt gripping me just as tight. I increased the tempo, little ragged gasps and moans were coming from both of us. I think she was close to coming again, her hips were bucking hard, her head nodding with the rhythm. I couldn't hold off any longer, I was surprised I had gone as long as I had. I thrust hard and deep. Once, twice and then I was coming. The warmth shot up my dick and into her hot little hole. Now her hips were bucking again, I could feel her pussy convulsing around my member, milking me as she came for a second time. I kept thrusting as more and more cum shot out of my dick and into her pussy. This was too much for me and I collapse on her naked body. At that moment I didn't care if she woke up. Luckily she didn't. Slipping my dick out of her pussy I watched some of my cum leak out of her folds. Walking across to the on suite bathroom, I returned with some toilet paper and wiped at her pussy. More cum leaked out but eventually I got her, a little less messy. Taking a blanket, I covered her then put my pants back on and headed back down stairs. This night was not over. To be continued... The Ambassador's Drunk Niece Ch. 02 This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ***** I was working as a guard for the US ambassador in Denmark a few years ago, when this happened. It had been nearly an hour since I'd visited Kellie and thoughts of what I'd done to that hot little 18-year-old body, filled my mind with fire. I could still smell her scent on my fingers, taste her there. Restlessly I stared at the black and white flickering images of the security system, every shadow reminded me of her delicious folds and curves. The sleepiness that had plagued me earlier that night was well and truly gone. If anything I felt the opposite, energized, hyper even. I decided to go for another patrol and try and take my mind off her. But ten minutes later, I found myself standing at the side entrance to the house. Like a bee to a flower, or a man possessed, I was drawn to her body. It became impossible to stay away. Mindlessly I punched in the code and crept up the stairs to the top floor. I gazed through the door of the guest wing, the light from her bedroom spilled across the hall in stark contrast to the night. She was just where I had left her, still wrapped up in the blanket on the large fourposter bed. She had turned on her side, curled up, head propped on an arm, face turned towards the open door. I called her name softly "Kellie?" No response. Her level of intoxication and the fact she hadn't noticed me fucking her an hour ago, left me feeling pretty confident that she wasn't going to wake up any time soon. I entered the room, the strong musky odor of sex still lingered in the air. Kneeling by the bed, my face close to hers, I carefully brushed blonde hair back behind delicate little ears. Soft snores accompanied the odor of liquor, which escaped pink lipstick bowed lips. Gently I kissed those lips, my tongue working its way into her mouth. She didn't taste that great, like a bad cocktail, to heavy on the spirits, to light on the fruit. But for what I had decided to do next, it didn't matter. Moving a small, red, felt covered foot stool, I positioned it by the bed, parallel to her pretty face. Unclipping my utility belt, dropping my pants to the floor, I stepped out of them. Next came my boxers then my shirt. My dick was semi hard, but I knew that was about to change. It was a bit tricky but through a little effort and a well-placed pillow, I had her positioned just right. Pulling the blanket from her, to expose creamy skin. I took my time to appreciate her body. The the little pink nipples on small firm breasts above flat stomach, curves of her waist that ran nicely into a tight ass, long skinny legs ending in small feet. On her ankle was a cute little tattoo of a shooting star, inked in blues and greens. Fitting, tonight she was my star. Taking my dick in hand, I stroked the shaft a couple of times, spitting on the growing purple head. I knelt on the foot stool, my glistening hard member now level with her pretty mouth. Slowly I slid the head across her lips, my saliva making her lipstick glisten. Pushing a little, her lips parted and the swelled tip entered her warm mouth. At first all I could feel were teeth and wondered if this had been a good idea. If all that was going to happen was my dick hitting her closed mouth, then I probably wasn't going to enjoy this at all. Just when I was ready to give up, she seemed to come alive. She gave a little twitch, her head jerking back slightly like she was surprised, a frown rippled across her features. I froze worriedly, but after a second of unconscious indecision she seemed to accept it, her head moving forward again. This time her mouth opened and my hard dick slipped past her teeth, to sink deep into her mouth. I knelt there, just staring at that perfect face, her lips locked around my steel. It was an incredible sight! It felt just as hot and wet as her pussy had been. I dragged me hips back, her mouth making little sucking sounds as I moved. I thrust forward again, more of my dick going in this time, then pulling out again. I could see her cheeks hollowing in, every time I pulled back. Incredibly even in her sleep, this beautiful blonde 18-year-old honey gave fantastic head. Maybe she was dreaming about it, but she was most definitely sucking my dick. I thrust forward again, this time going all the way in, until she was deep throating my hardness. Not a gag or even a fluttered eyelid. I was a bit worried she couldn't breathe but after a second I realised she was inhaling through her cute little nose. Looking more closely I noticed she had a light dusting of freckles, on that cute little nose. Suddenly all thoughts vanished as I felt her tongue begin to massage my shaft. The feeling was indescribable and incredibly intense. I didn't even know that was possible asleep, let alone with a six inch pole stuffed all the way down your throat. I pulled back again, this time her head seem to be following my dick as it slipped out of her now puffy pink lips. Two little frown lines appeared between perfect blonde brows as her mouth searched blindly for my dick. Offering it to her, I watched as it disappeared, her tongue greedily twirling around it. Reaching to my right, my hand slipped between her legs, brushing the small landing strip of blonde pubes, lightly rubbing her clit. With my middle finger, I pushed past her hairless folds and into her hot pussy. It may have been left over from before or maybe she was very turned on, but I found her to be already very wet. Her hips buck slightly as my finger entered, her thighs begin to squeeze my hand in response to my attention. I slipped a second finger in with the first, her slick walls allowing me easy access. I pulled my dick back out of her mouth and my finger out of her hot hole at the same time. This time the frown was much more pronounced as her mouth blindly sort my meat, her hips twitching forward. I thrust in and out twice more, my fingers penetrating her to the same rhythm, each thrust as deep as I could go. It felt so hot, so wet, so amazing, the wet slurping of her mouth competing with the sucking sounds of her hot little box. Every time I pulled out, her mouth would desperately seek me and I was unwilling to deny her little pouts. I added a third finger, it was a tight fit but working it in and out a few times I managed to get it in. Her hips were bucking faster now. If I didn't move my hand, it became her fucking my hand not the other way around. I was amazed at how much more soaked her pussy had become, her sucking, more intense. At this rate I wasn't going to last another minute. Reaching across I gently stroked a soft rosy cheek, as my dick disappeared and reappeared from between that pouty mouth. I trailed my fingertips down her throat past the bulge my deep thrusting pole made. Lightly and then more firm, I fondled one of her small breasts, pinching and pulling her little pink swelling nipple. All of a sudden her hips bucked hard, and her legs clamped down on my fingering hand. A moan escaped from around my dick, and warm wetness flooded around my fingers as her pussy muscles contracted and convulsed in orgasm. I couldn't hold on any longer, her hot, wet, pulsating pussy and intense sucking were just too much. Removing my hand from her breast, I gripped the back of her head tightly and pistoned hard into her mouth. Hot cum spewed out, as I pumped into her hard and fast. By reflex she began to swallow as shot after shot poured forth like lava pleasure, and a groan erupted from deep in my chest. For at least a minute I knelt there, body shaking from my own intense orgasm, my dick still in her mouth. Slowly I slipped my softening member from between her puffy pink, lipstick smeared mouth, a trail of white ropey strands followed. More cum leaked from her slightly parted lips to flow down her flushed cheek. I slipped my hand from her hot pussy and gripped my rod. Smearing her juices on the head I jerked and squeezed it a few times. A few pearls of sticky cum beaded to the tip, which I casually wiped across her puffy shiny lips, smearing lipstick even more. I sat back and admired her beautiful magnificence, a rosy flush graced her cheeks and a slight sheen of sweat covered her brow. My cum bubbled and dripped from her lips. This was truly a night to remember. But was it over? To be continued...