Sick suicide

"Did I get drunk that much… or would I miss the female body so much?"

With a slightly nervous smile on his face, he threw out the shameful clothes.

"I can't believe it has happened with her… even to say it out loud is sick… to fuck my lover's wife in my dream… hah…"

He held his head as he tried to reassure himself, that the accident was due to alcohol.

However, the next night, Ariana's body made him cuming again… and the following night again…

"Argh!"

A vase snapped against the wall. Jürgen knew it couldn't end well… if it was really because the lack of women, he could only do one thing…

The man was guarded by his subjects, and though he had been loyal to the king until now, this time he had to go back to his old life. For this, of course, he had to secretly sneak out at night, for which he had a long-established method.

With the help of his faithful maid Josephine, and a dedicated maid Bella, he left the walls of the palace.

Bella was a young, blond, blue-eyed maid with a rather nasty scar on her face, so she was allowed to use the mask that covered her mouth and nose.

On the evenings when Jürgen had a secret meeting with one of his contacts, Josephine and Bella visited him. While Bella took Jürgen's place in bed, the man picked up the maid's clothes and mask… and left the room. And Josephine made sure no one wanted to go closer to the bed, than it needed to until her master returned.

Jürgen had two silent mercenaries who accompanied him on such journeys… because he was unbeatable in his brain, but sword-turning was not his strength… so he needed someone to protect him… and since he could not give up his image in the palace, the two silent warriors remained.

He had reached the red-painted door by midnight, through which one could only enter in a mask.

"Password?"

A grim figure looked out of a small opening.

"White horse."

Jürgen replied. He was considered a VIP here, who demanded immediate service.

"Please come in, Lord! We are glad to welcome you in our circles again! "

The grim man immediately switched to a gentle tone.

That brothel was the most upscale and discreet in the entire red light district. Since both the guests and the girls wore masks, their identities remained a secret.

Moreover, the nobles could not only choose from the courtesans, many noble women who no longer got what they wanted at home, also found satisfaction here.

Jürgen was taken to his usual room and, at his request, the 3 most beautiful courtesans were sent in.

The man took a seat in a huge armchair, while one of the girls undressed while performing an erotic dance, trying to arouse his interest, another pouring him wine, and a third trying to get his penis from his pants.

Although the members' faces were covered with a mask… their other parts of the body were especially well known… This is why a minor fight broke out when Jürgen asked for 3 ladies… since the man had not been with them for 2 years… but the legend… lived on…

Jürgen was an excellent lover due to the wealth of experience, but the courtesans got in fight for a different reason… the man's legendarily thick cock… which took his partners to the top in no time.

This is why the red beauty also researched so diligently, recognizing who she was dealing with even at rest. She happily took the tool in her mouth, as her blonde and brunette companions stepped closer to give Jürgen access to their breasts amidst wild kissing.

However, minutes passed… and the soldier was not playful.

Jürgen knew his body very well… without any foreplay he was able to erect his tail, afterall without this ability he would not have been able to prevail in the old women's bed…

That's why he angrily sent out the girls.

"What's wrong with me?"

He sighed.

It was then that the owner entered, who was surprised to see the frustrated female faces.

"Were you not satisfied with them, Lord? Though they are the most popular ones… "

Confused, he tried to walk in the graces of the customer… who did not respond.

"Maybe you'd rather try a black one?"

He finally asked.

"Black?"

There was a soft question from the man's mouth, whose mind only one face flashed.

"Yes, a rookie… but very skillful!"

"Send her in."

"Immediately Lord!"

She appeared a minute later. She was beautiful, of course she couldn't be compared to Ariana… just her long black hair…

As she knelt in front of the man to suck his cock hard, Jürgen saw nothing but the hard work of the black-haired girl… just like in her dreams…

That's when his comrade came to life.

Jürgen closed his eyes… tilted his head back… and put up with it.

'I want that woman…'

Imagining the queen in place of the prostitute, he placed the girl next to the bed and fucked from behind, standing up… The courtesan as the thick dick penetrated to the base, immediately cummed, but Jürgen… was not even close to satisfaction. As he clung to her long black hair, he felt that this one time would be nowhere near enough — something had changed.

He who, until now, had not demanded love or physical contact… who had never desired a single female body… now felt a mad desire to embrace his lover's wife….

When he finally cummed on her back, the girl fell onto the bed panting.

The man just remarked that with a bitter smile on his face…

"This is suicide…"

Then he got dressed and left the brothel.