“So, got a girl in school or something?” I laughed out loud, not needing to say anymore.
“Oh well, I don’t see why. Your pretty… Well endowed.” She said as she got closer to me. She laid her head on my chest. I didn’t realize, I mean maybe I was large. It’s not like I had much to compare it too. Her closeness felt, good. Warm. Different from sex, it wasn’t quite as good, but it certainly was something. A thought crossed my mind, I spoke before filtering it.
“Why did you start, you know, doing this?” Shit, was I being to blunt? Much to my relief she giggled before explaining.
“I love It. Most people assume that I got into this line of work because of some past abuse or something like that, but no. I honestly just love it. I take pride in it. The same way an engineer might take pride in a freshy built bridge. I mean, look at you. I’m hoping that once you leave you’ll have the confidence to seduce a gal for yourself. “
I looked at her sort of speechless I chose to ignore that last part. I guess it was good she liked her work. I went on.
“Soo, the nipple thing, do all girls like that or…?”
“That depends. The most important thing is to talk to them, and find out what they like.” Hmm, that was surprisingly good advice from a prostitute. I suppose she does have a lot of experience. An idea entered my mind.
“What do you like?”
She smiled and laid back spreading her legs wide. I saw the pussy I had just came in in all of its glory.
“Want me to show you”
Oh my god that was precisely what I wanted. She pushed my head into her snatch. I nibbled on a flap of her flesh.
“No, not like that, no teeth. Use your tongue. Softly.”
I did just that. I could feel the warmth of her hole thought my tongue. She let out a slight whimper. That was my cue I was doing it right. I got going, wiggling my tongue, licking her insides. I was hard again, I started to stroke myself slowly.
“Don’t put your tongue in, use it to massage this spot”
She pointed to a little spot just above the entry to her cavern. Within 15 seconds she moaned a true, deep moan, not dissimilar to the one she had gotten out of me. I continued to go slow and soft, and was reworded with more noises. I was stroking my self faster now. Between her juices and my saliva she was so wet. I crawled up the bed and slipped my hard cock into her hole, no lube was needed.
It felt different this time. I was on top, I was in control. Her breast pushed against my chest as I pushed my hips forward. My cock gliding into her wet hole with every thrust. It made the most satisfying you could imagine. I didn’t want to stop, and I don’t think she wanted me to stop. I felt like I could go a lot longer than before. Like I could go forever.
I buried my head into her shoulder as I pushed the speed. The bed shook under us. I pulled out slowly. She understood what I wanted, she flipped around, and got on her knees. I entered her from behind, placing both my hands on her shoulder blades I pulled her close. Her back arched and I kissed her neck, my hands slid down to her breast. I twisted her nipples like she showed while pounding away.
I slipped out, but her hand shot down, pushing me back in. her hand lingered and she began to rub herself. She was touching the same spot she had instructed I massage with my tongue. I wanted to be deeper inside of her, I pushed her back down and she fell to her hands and knees, ass high in the air.
“Fuck yes, don’t stop.” she gasped between heavy breaths.
The way she said that made me go faster, and harder. He knees slipped out from under her, and my whole body was mashing against hers. A familiar felling rose its self within me.
“I’m close, shit shit shit I’m there” I expelled while releasing my seed inside of her.
I pulled out, incredibly satisfying. She rolled around and spread her legs.
“I’m close, finish me please” she grabbed my head and pushed it back between her legs. it was odd to taste the hole I had cum in moments ago, but she had made me come twice. This was the least I could do. I rolled my tongue around her freshly used pussy. She moaned a low deep mound as her whole body quivered.
“Fuuck. Ok. Mmm that did it. ok.” a look of horror took over her face “Shit I’m sorry, I just- sorry. Normally I don’t even get close when I’m with a client, much less orgasm.”
I told her it was fine, that I didn’t mind. The truth was that I fucking loved it, making her feel that way was just, wow. Something else entirely. It turned me on so much I felt ready to go immediately.
“You know… you could make it up to me? I mean, I still haven’t cum on your tits.” She smiled
“Well, we still do have 25 minutes left.”
I crawled up so my dick was right in her face. She took it in her mouth immediately. My whole shaft was down her throat, she repelled her gag reflex for as long as she could before I pulled out. her hands rose to my saliva covered cock. She wrapped a hand around the base and stroked, all while licking the tip with her tongue. with my hands free I groped her breasts, I had moved on from the nipples and was squeezing her plump round jugs. I placed my cock between them, her hands pushed them together. Fucking her tits was incredibly hot, it not particularly physically satisfying, but shit.
Before long I went back to fucking her mouth. Her lips where gorgeous, splitting themselves on my hard cock. I pulled out and shot my load, at least what was left of it onto to her tits. And with that we were done.
“ 3 times is pretty good for your first time. Here take this” she closed my hand around something. “ it’s my business card. I work outside the brothel as much as in. like I said, I love my work.”
I looked over the card, her personal number underlined. I pulled my pants ups, and headed to the door. I stopped and took one last look back, she was cleaning my juices off her tits with a wet rag. I realized there was something I didn’t know, that I had to ask.
“I don’t think I ever got your name?”
She looked back, with a smile.
“Become a regular, and ill let you know” she said with a wink, while putting back on her skimpy lingerie.
I walked back down the hall. I was no longer a virgin. I was a man. Shit, I understood now why my dad brought me here. Oh shit, my dad. Did he frequent this place? I walked out in the lobby, and the older lady gave a smile before I headed to the parking lot. My dad was not in the truck yet. I slumped into the passenger seat, maybe he wouldn’t say anything, and I could get away with have never saying anything about this? I could hope.
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