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Sharon was overjoyed at the offer. "When do you want me to start?, she asked. Mrs. Hinkle answered, " As soon as you get situated, Hon. I need a new face in the office, especially one as pretty as yours, but, I need one that is ready to hit the ground running. I have people who think they are owed something, and I have a surprise for them. I only ask that you don't come in dressed provocatively, or showing too much skin, as pretty as it is. I want the others to be thinking about their work, not getting into your pants. I know how men, and some women look at an attractive lady, no matter how she acts, and imagine splitting her fuzz. I want you dressed in a businesslike manner. A little cleavage, or a little above the knee is okay, but nothing to give anybody the idea that you are there for anything except work is what I want. I wear suits, slacks, and dresses to work, myself.
Sharon thought to herself that she maybe should look over her wardrobe when she got home. Dave and Carol would be a great help, too. Then her and Carol could go shopping, and afterwards, give a fashion show to Dave. He would enjoy watching them change clothes the most. She thought, again, how lucky she was to have a brother and sister-in-law like them.
Mrs. Hinkle turned to Misti, and asked, "What is YOUR story, Sweetheart? Somebody as beautiful and as talented as you should have some juicy stories to tell." Misti smiled and thanked her for the compliment, and began by telling the story of how she lost her virginity. "Your parents must have been concerned about how you got your first lover." Carol said. "To arrange it so it happened where they could supervise everything, and explain it to you, like that." Misti, agreed, explaining that it was unusual to say the least, but, since her parents were somewhat unusual people, even to her at times, she wasn't really that surprised. Here in the United States, they would simply be called swingers, but, in a small town in Thailand, it was something they didn't lightly be known, except among others of the same mindset. Her Mother was, very simply, an easy lay, and was also bisexual. Several of her Mothers friends came by at times, and ended up in the bedroom with her going "Lickety Split." Her Father would invite his friends over at times so he could watch them and her Mother, together. Something they all enjoyed. She had seen everything at one time or the other, and, in time, even joined in, with her parents consent. They had taught her the techniques for pleasing a woman or a man equally.
She had also been taught, from relatives and neighbors, how to cook like a chef. She was a brilliant student, quick to pick up on details, and serving the best food they had tasted. Then, on her own, she had discovered a love of dancing. She had learned the difficult steps and moves of all the Folk Dances, and had watched other girls practicing dance routines and copying them. Her Father had seen her dancing on the patio one day, and, asking if this was what she liked, offered to send her to a school he knew of in Bangkok.
It was there that she was introduced to one of the situations her Mother had warned her about. She had been walking home to her apartment from school, and a group of boys had started following her. Her Mother had told her what they would want to do to her, and told her, "If you can't get away, or can't get help, DO NOT FIGHT THEM!!! Let them do what they want, and talk nice to them while they do what they want to do. If you fight them, they may hurt, or even kill, you. Tell them that if they will not hurt you, you will do everything they want. They will, most likely, use your pussy, your butt, and your mouth, and may even put their cum all over your face and body. When they finish, thank them for giving you a good time, and go on where you were going. Just DON'T let them know where you live."
Following he Mother's advise, she started walking a little faster. They kept right behind her, and she, when she saw them getting closer, decided to get it over with. She was in a secluded area, with tall stands of bamboo all around. She turned to face them, and the biggest boy asked where she was going in such a hurry. They just wanted to talk to her. She was scared, but, determined not to let them see she was. She asked the leader what it was he wanted to talk about. He told her that they had made a bet as to how big her breasts were, and how much hair she had on her pussy, and wanted to settle the bet. Misti reluctantly agreed, and set down the shopping bag she was carrying, thankful that she only had a little change left, after purchasing a few things in the market. She looked at the leader and asked him, "Where do you want me to show you?" He replied, "Right here will do, okay. You can lay your clothes on the grass so they won't get dirty, and we can lay you right beside them." Misti told them, "If you won't hurt me, I will do EVERYTHING you want me to, and won't resist you. Okay?" He agreed, telling the others, "No rough stuff. The lady is going to take care of ALL of us, willingly, so don't hurt her. We might meet her, again, someday."
MIsti stepped off the path, to a thick patch of grass, and began removing her clothes. She was wearing the pajama suit so popular in South East Asia among women. It came off quickly, followed by her bra and panties, wi8th her sandals on top of the neatly folded pile. The boys, there were six of them, crowded around her, touching, squeezing, feeling, and probing all the parts of her body. She remembered what had happened when one of her Father's friends, and later, one of her friends, had tried anal sex with her, and told them that when she was fucked in her ass, she automatically crapped. She couldn't hold it. They all agreed that, while she had a beautiful ass, they wanted her to blow them, and, to fuck her pussy. She laid back in the grass, opened her legs, and asked, " Who is going to fuck me, first?"
The leader announced he was going to get her pussy first, and another boy he pointed to was getting the first blow job. Then it started. She had left the school at about 2:00 in the afternoon, spent another hour or so doing her shopping, and had begun the 20 min. walk back to her apartment. She was a little more than halfway home when she was way laid, so it must have been about 3:30 when it all started. They had taken turns with her, and had all taken her many times each. True to their word, though, they had not done anything to hurt or injure her. They had limited their use of her to her mouth and pussy, stood by watching her dress, and accepted her thanks, before leaving. None of them had tried to follow her home, that she had seen. She promised herself to use another path home in the future to avoid them, if possible. It was nearly 9:00 when she got home.
She, in four months time, finished her schooling. The instructor had tried to talk her into staying longer. She had been one of the most talented students she had ever had. Misti had told her that she regretted leaving, but, she had more things that needed to be done. She boarded a bus the next day and started home. It was a 6 hour ride, and when she finally arrived, she was VERY tired. Her Mother fixed her a cup of tea, and they sat and talked of the last 4 months, and what had happened to them. Misti didn't tell about being gang-banged on the way home from school. She would tell her Mother, in private, later.
Where they lived was only a few miles from one of the big resort beaches along the coast. She decided she would go there and look for a job doing what she must. Her Mom told her that she might have to get a job as a bar girl at first, and asked if she was willing to do that for a living. She would have to have sex with many men each day. Misti thought about it, and, she had told her Mom about the incident coming home from school, and finally admitted that it hadn't been all that bad. She had been tired, but, after a bath, and douching, she had gone to sleep, rested, and awoken the next morning with no bad effects. The only thing that lasted was an itch between her legs, that was taken care of by having sex a couple of times.
Misti left a few days later. She had purchased 3 string bikinis, and several pairs of panties, and some bras. She had several nice sets of clothes, already, so packing her things, along with her toiletries, she caught the bus, and was off to see what was next in her life. Her father had given her enough money to live on for 2 or 3 months, and bought a return ticket so she could come home when she wanted.
She found a small, but nice apartment just a few blocks from the clubs. She walked around the next day looking at all the places, and the marquis outside, telling the people that they all had the best entertainment to be found, and the prettiest, most willing ladies anywhere, with pictures of them in various stages of dress, and undress.
One place stood out to her, so she went in and asked for the manager. She was shown to an office in the back, and told to go in and tell him what she wanted. She knocked and was told to come in. There was a stocky-built man there, who looked about the same age as her Father. He also looked like the sort of man you didn't want to make angry. He asked what she wanted, she told him that she wanted a job as a dancer. He came around his desk, sitting back down on the edge of it. "What do you know about dancing?" She replied to him, "I learned all the Folk Dances, learned to dance to the modern music, both Thai and American, and studied dance in Bangkok for six more months. The instructor wanted me to stay longer, but I wanted to get on with my life." Smirking, he asked her, "Do you know that dancing is just a part of the job you will do here? You will have to take care of customers, and their needs, be nice to the people who make money from our club. and make them comfortable, AND happy. Some of them won't be very nice. but you will have to still take care of them. Now, what do you say? You still want a job?
Misti surprised him when she answered, "YES. Now where do you want me? On the floor, or do you have a bed? Do you want me to take my clothes off, or do you want to do it?" He was completely dumbfounded at her answer, but, finally stammered, "I have a bed in the next room. Let's go in there." She went through the door and, when inside, turned to face him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, soundly kissing him, her tongue darting in and out of his mouth. The effect was immediate, and VERY obvious. He had a HUGE erection. She, without urging, began unfastening his pants, and removing them. She took his shirt, and his shoes, kneeling in front of him, taking his penis into her mouth, licking and sucking it. As she was doing this, she began removing her own clothes. When she was naked, she stood up and turned around several times, so he could see her body from all angles.
She moved over to the bed, asking him, "How do you want me the first time?" Leaving no doubt she was ready, and willing to serve him more than one time. He had always been able to cum 3 or 4 times in a row, and vowed to make her squeal as much and as loud as possible. He told her he wanted her to finish what she had started, expecting her to object, but he was wrong. She laid him on his back, and resumed sucking him, with even more gusto. She went on and on, every time she felt him try to cum, she would back off, and let him settle back down. Over and over this was done. He had "interviewed " possibly hundreds of girls over the years, but, this one was the BEST!!! She could suck the skin off a mongoose, while he was running! He had just had this thought, and felt his cum rising, yet, again. He was expecting her to raise up one more time, letting him relax, but, she wasn't. She was, if anything, sucking harder, and working his prick faster. He heard HIMSELF moaning, loudly. His cum was spurting out of his dick as hard as it EVER had, and she was catching it all in her mouth, and SWALLOWING it. Not even a drop escaped her. As he finished, she kept the last if his goo inside her mouth where she proudly displayed it to him. Then she swallowed it, too. He couldn't believe this girl had made him yell like a cherry-boy. There wasn't a need for a towel. She had swallowed every drop, and had even licked him completely clean.
"Rest for a minute, and catch your breath. Then I can show you a bit more of my talent. Then, when you have all of me that you want, we can go outside and I can show you my dancing. Okay?" He nodded his head, reveling in the feeling that was sweeping over him. She allowed his breathing to return to normal, and took him in her mouth for the second time. She coaxed another erection out of him, and stepping over his body, slowly lowered herself down, guiding his hard cock into her wet, tight pussy. This was one of, if not the, tightest snatches he had ever felt. She did everything to get him inside her all the way, and started rocking gently back and forth. It was then he realized that she was using her internal muscles to milk his dick. OH MY GOD!!! This girl has a snapping pussy!!! He lay there, taking it all in, and enjoying more than he had in a long time. "WHAT WAS SHE GOING TO DO, NEXT?" She let him get nearly ready to cum several times, only to stop before he actually shot his wad. The third, or was it the fourth, time, she spun around, so he was looking at her back. She raised up a tiny bit, so he could see his dick going in and out of her pussy, still rocking on him. "You ready to cum, boss? she asked. He tried to answer, but he just couldn't find his voice. "You're ready," he heard her say. She lowered herself until his entire length was inside her, and without moving her body, began to knead his dick with her internal muscles, causing him to explode inside her, only this time he heard her scream, too. She was having her OWN orgasm. He felt her spasms, as she fell with her face between his ankles.
She was breathing just as hard as HE was. "Okay, boss. Do you want more, or do you want to see me dance?" He told her, "Let's catch our breath, first, and I'll watch you dance, if you still have the energy." She laughed. "I always have the energy to dance. This was just a good warm-up."
They lay there side-by-side, her new boss smoking a cigarette, and asking her questions about what she wanted to get out of life, how she had learned to fuck so good, and how long had she been fucking. She answered his questions, adding that the main thing she wanted was just to dance. She had brought 3 different costumes with her, and wanted him to tell her which one he liked best. She would wear it to dance for him, and after, if he wanted, they could resume the "interview" to HIS satisfaction.
She showed him her costumes, and he picked a pale blue floor-length, evening gown, with shear, red thong and bra underneath. He put some music on and watched her dance. She WAS good. The second song started, and she removed the dress and danced in the thong and bra, and, about half-way through the song, the bra came off. She had everybody that worked there watching her. And that was unusual, in its self. They had all seen so many girls up there on the stage, that they hardly paid them any attention, any more, but THIS girl had them ALL watching her every move.
When the last song started, she let it run for just a few seconds, and suddenly, like magic, her thong was gone. She was buck naked, and without missing a single beat. She was the best dancer he had EVER seen. She went over backwards, turning flips and cartwheels, she did somersets, and even stood on her hands with her feet on her shoulders, her pussy aimed straight out in front of her. He didn't know what had brought her into HIS club, but, was thanking Buddha for arranging it.
He had NEVER helped a girl pick up her things, before, but he did THIS time. They sat down at a table just off the stage, and, asking her what she wanted to drink, called the barkeep over to get refreshments. He told her that, if anyone "important" was there, she would be expected to sit with them for a bit, before she put on any of her clothes.
Just to make sure, she asked him, "You want me to sit out here in front of everybody, totally naked, and let them look at my pussy and boobs?" When he nodded yes, she smiled at him, telling him she would sit there as long as he wanted. Still smiling at him, she asked, "Are you ready to interview me some more, or is there anyone else you want to interview me? I enjoy the way YOU interview me."
They got up and started back to his office, with him stopping to speak in a low tone to a younger man. Then they went inside his office, and back to the bed without stopping. "You DO understand that I won't be the only one to keep you company, don't you?" She told him that she was working for him, and that it would be her job to make him, or anybody else he wanted, happy. She also told him that she enjoyed the company of women, also. He smiled at her, and hearing a knock at his door, said, "Come in."
The man he had spoke to outside and another man were there. She looked them up and down, and looked back to her new boss. He was smiling. He told her that he wanted to see how she would handle herself with a group of men.
She was still naked, so she started undressing both of the men. She had never, to this point, had a DP, even though her Mother had explained it to her, and had even shown her one night with her Father and one of his friends. She just hoped one of them wouldn't want to stick it in her butt. That would be embarrassing. She made the decision to tell them, so she, or they, could avoid the problem. They all laughed, and agreed not to fuck her in the butt. They agreed that her mouth and pussy were pretty enough for everything they wanted.
She got on her knees between them, and started the party. She gave each of them a few strokes, and moved to the next. The boss had sat down in a chair to watch her. She worked them both until she felt the first one, the one that the boss had NOT spoken to, twitching in her mouth. She started sucking him harder, and, soon she felt him erupting inside her mouth. She caught every drop he had, swallowing it all. She had to hold his hand to help him sit on the edge of the bed, then she turned her attention on the other man. In a minute or two she had brought him to his peak, and had swallowed his load, too. She wasn't going to need any supper, tonight, it looked like.
The first man to finish was erect, again, watching her finish off his partner. He had a yard on a hard long. He was ready for some poontang. She had heard that word from a man in Bangkok, and had asked him what that was. He had pulled her pants down, and stuck his finger in her pussy, telling her, "This is poontang. You have a wet one." Without another word, he had pulled her over behind a screen, pulled out his dick, and fucked her on the spot, not caring that other people were standing there, watching. That time was the fastest she had ever reached orgasm. She figured it was something about getting fucked in front of all those people, men and women, that made her so excited. He got off of her, put his dick back inside of her pants, and walked away. She never saw him, again, but, thought about him often, getting soaking wet, when she did.
She came back from her thought, and asked him how he wanted to fuck her. He answered quickly, that he wanted her doggy-style. He wanted to see his cock going in and out of her pussy. She got on her knees, laying her head on a blanket laying there, spread her knees, and felt him entering her. She hadn't noticed, before, but, he was rather large. It felt as if someone was putting their ARM inside of her. She enjoyed the full feeling it gave her, and began to rotate her ass, and push back. She liked it when he went all the way inside, and just stayed there. She just hoped he wouldn't cum too fast. He was GOOD! He kept up a steady pace, making her cum over and over. She had been telling (begging) him, "Fuck me harder, make me your slut. I want that dick all the way inside me. You're making my pussy feel so damn good. I want it ALL!!!" She felt his cock twitching inside her, and knew he was about to give her a cream filling. "Shoot me FULL of your cum!!! I want to be cleaning my pussy for a week. CUM, CUM, CUM INSIDE ME." He gave in and shot spurt after spurt of his sticky goo inside of her. He held her by the hipbones to push deeper inside of her while he finished coming. Completely spent, she fell sideways and he fell on top of her. They were in a complete stupor.
The other two men were watching them, and were so worked up that the man the boss had spoken to, rolled his partner to the side, and pulled her over on her back, pushing her legs up to her shoulders. He didn't know if she was conscious or not, but he was going nail her, on the spot. He knelt with his knees on either side of her ass, and placed his rock hard penis against her dripping pussy. He began to slowly push himself inside of her. MY GOD!!! Even after all that she had done, and had had done to her, she was STILL the tightest pussy he had EVER felt. He pushed a bit deeper, and when he couldn't go any further, he withdrew a bit and pushed, again, going just a bit deeper each time. It took him fully ten minutes to enter her fully, and, semi-conscious, at best, she had cum at least four more times. Rach time she would be rocking and thrusting up to him, screaming at the top of her lungs, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, GIVE ME THAT BIG COCK!!! SHOVE IT DEEPER!!! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!!! GIVE IT ALL TO ME!!! It would be impossible for everyone in the building, and maybe, in the street, too, NOT to hear her.
He held her shoulders and thrust into her as hard as he was able, over and over, her screams of joy ringing in his ears. He had thought he had been with some hot women, before, but they were dead fish compared to this one. Even in her state, she had wrapped her legs around him and was thrusting herself up to take every inch he had, and on top of everything else, was biting down on his dick with her pussy so hard it was actually a bit painful. He had stopped moving and was letting HER fuck HIM.
He lasted for about 15 more minutes, only by the greatest of efforts, and realizing he couldn't last any longer laid fully on top of her, thrusting in return to her wild gyrations, and spilled all of the seed he had in him, prompting a long, drawn out scream of passion from her.
He, after a bit, was able to withdraw from her. The boss couldn't believe what he had seen with his own two eyes. It was amazing, to say the least. He had, long since, removed his own clothes, again, and was watching Misti fuck, and get fucked. His subordinate rolled off of her, and he took his place. He tried to push straight inside of her, but, she was every bit as tight as when he had fucked her the first time. He promised himself that he was going to get a movie camera, and get at least 10 or maybe even 20 men in here, and have them line up for her to pull a train, and see how long she would remain this tight. He had heard of girls like her, but, this was the first he had ever seen. She was instantly recovered when each man had shot his cum into her, and was just as tight for each man that fucked her, regardless of how many had her. He could make copies of the movie, and sell them, too.
Sharon thought to herself that she maybe should look over her wardrobe when she got home. Dave and Carol would be a great help, too. Then her and Carol could go shopping, and afterwards, give a fashion show to Dave. He would enjoy watching them change clothes the most. She thought, again, how lucky she was to have a brother and sister-in-law like them.
Mrs. Hinkle turned to Misti, and asked, "What is YOUR story, Sweetheart? Somebody as beautiful and as talented as you should have some juicy stories to tell." Misti smiled and thanked her for the compliment, and began by telling the story of how she lost her virginity. "Your parents must have been concerned about how you got your first lover." Carol said. "To arrange it so it happened where they could supervise everything, and explain it to you, like that." Misti, agreed, explaining that it was unusual to say the least, but, since her parents were somewhat unusual people, even to her at times, she wasn't really that surprised. Here in the United States, they would simply be called swingers, but, in a small town in Thailand, it was something they didn't lightly be known, except among others of the same mindset. Her Mother was, very simply, an easy lay, and was also bisexual. Several of her Mothers friends came by at times, and ended up in the bedroom with her going "Lickety Split." Her Father would invite his friends over at times so he could watch them and her Mother, together. Something they all enjoyed. She had seen everything at one time or the other, and, in time, even joined in, with her parents consent. They had taught her the techniques for pleasing a woman or a man equally.
She had also been taught, from relatives and neighbors, how to cook like a chef. She was a brilliant student, quick to pick up on details, and serving the best food they had tasted. Then, on her own, she had discovered a love of dancing. She had learned the difficult steps and moves of all the Folk Dances, and had watched other girls practicing dance routines and copying them. Her Father had seen her dancing on the patio one day, and, asking if this was what she liked, offered to send her to a school he knew of in Bangkok.
It was there that she was introduced to one of the situations her Mother had warned her about. She had been walking home to her apartment from school, and a group of boys had started following her. Her Mother had told her what they would want to do to her, and told her, "If you can't get away, or can't get help, DO NOT FIGHT THEM!!! Let them do what they want, and talk nice to them while they do what they want to do. If you fight them, they may hurt, or even kill, you. Tell them that if they will not hurt you, you will do everything they want. They will, most likely, use your pussy, your butt, and your mouth, and may even put their cum all over your face and body. When they finish, thank them for giving you a good time, and go on where you were going. Just DON'T let them know where you live."
Following he Mother's advise, she started walking a little faster. They kept right behind her, and she, when she saw them getting closer, decided to get it over with. She was in a secluded area, with tall stands of bamboo all around. She turned to face them, and the biggest boy asked where she was going in such a hurry. They just wanted to talk to her. She was scared, but, determined not to let them see she was. She asked the leader what it was he wanted to talk about. He told her that they had made a bet as to how big her breasts were, and how much hair she had on her pussy, and wanted to settle the bet. Misti reluctantly agreed, and set down the shopping bag she was carrying, thankful that she only had a little change left, after purchasing a few things in the market. She looked at the leader and asked him, "Where do you want me to show you?" He replied, "Right here will do, okay. You can lay your clothes on the grass so they won't get dirty, and we can lay you right beside them." Misti told them, "If you won't hurt me, I will do EVERYTHING you want me to, and won't resist you. Okay?" He agreed, telling the others, "No rough stuff. The lady is going to take care of ALL of us, willingly, so don't hurt her. We might meet her, again, someday."
MIsti stepped off the path, to a thick patch of grass, and began removing her clothes. She was wearing the pajama suit so popular in South East Asia among women. It came off quickly, followed by her bra and panties, wi8th her sandals on top of the neatly folded pile. The boys, there were six of them, crowded around her, touching, squeezing, feeling, and probing all the parts of her body. She remembered what had happened when one of her Father's friends, and later, one of her friends, had tried anal sex with her, and told them that when she was fucked in her ass, she automatically crapped. She couldn't hold it. They all agreed that, while she had a beautiful ass, they wanted her to blow them, and, to fuck her pussy. She laid back in the grass, opened her legs, and asked, " Who is going to fuck me, first?"
The leader announced he was going to get her pussy first, and another boy he pointed to was getting the first blow job. Then it started. She had left the school at about 2:00 in the afternoon, spent another hour or so doing her shopping, and had begun the 20 min. walk back to her apartment. She was a little more than halfway home when she was way laid, so it must have been about 3:30 when it all started. They had taken turns with her, and had all taken her many times each. True to their word, though, they had not done anything to hurt or injure her. They had limited their use of her to her mouth and pussy, stood by watching her dress, and accepted her thanks, before leaving. None of them had tried to follow her home, that she had seen. She promised herself to use another path home in the future to avoid them, if possible. It was nearly 9:00 when she got home.
She, in four months time, finished her schooling. The instructor had tried to talk her into staying longer. She had been one of the most talented students she had ever had. Misti had told her that she regretted leaving, but, she had more things that needed to be done. She boarded a bus the next day and started home. It was a 6 hour ride, and when she finally arrived, she was VERY tired. Her Mother fixed her a cup of tea, and they sat and talked of the last 4 months, and what had happened to them. Misti didn't tell about being gang-banged on the way home from school. She would tell her Mother, in private, later.
Where they lived was only a few miles from one of the big resort beaches along the coast. She decided she would go there and look for a job doing what she must. Her Mom told her that she might have to get a job as a bar girl at first, and asked if she was willing to do that for a living. She would have to have sex with many men each day. Misti thought about it, and, she had told her Mom about the incident coming home from school, and finally admitted that it hadn't been all that bad. She had been tired, but, after a bath, and douching, she had gone to sleep, rested, and awoken the next morning with no bad effects. The only thing that lasted was an itch between her legs, that was taken care of by having sex a couple of times.
Misti left a few days later. She had purchased 3 string bikinis, and several pairs of panties, and some bras. She had several nice sets of clothes, already, so packing her things, along with her toiletries, she caught the bus, and was off to see what was next in her life. Her father had given her enough money to live on for 2 or 3 months, and bought a return ticket so she could come home when she wanted.
She found a small, but nice apartment just a few blocks from the clubs. She walked around the next day looking at all the places, and the marquis outside, telling the people that they all had the best entertainment to be found, and the prettiest, most willing ladies anywhere, with pictures of them in various stages of dress, and undress.
One place stood out to her, so she went in and asked for the manager. She was shown to an office in the back, and told to go in and tell him what she wanted. She knocked and was told to come in. There was a stocky-built man there, who looked about the same age as her Father. He also looked like the sort of man you didn't want to make angry. He asked what she wanted, she told him that she wanted a job as a dancer. He came around his desk, sitting back down on the edge of it. "What do you know about dancing?" She replied to him, "I learned all the Folk Dances, learned to dance to the modern music, both Thai and American, and studied dance in Bangkok for six more months. The instructor wanted me to stay longer, but I wanted to get on with my life." Smirking, he asked her, "Do you know that dancing is just a part of the job you will do here? You will have to take care of customers, and their needs, be nice to the people who make money from our club. and make them comfortable, AND happy. Some of them won't be very nice. but you will have to still take care of them. Now, what do you say? You still want a job?
Misti surprised him when she answered, "YES. Now where do you want me? On the floor, or do you have a bed? Do you want me to take my clothes off, or do you want to do it?" He was completely dumbfounded at her answer, but, finally stammered, "I have a bed in the next room. Let's go in there." She went through the door and, when inside, turned to face him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, soundly kissing him, her tongue darting in and out of his mouth. The effect was immediate, and VERY obvious. He had a HUGE erection. She, without urging, began unfastening his pants, and removing them. She took his shirt, and his shoes, kneeling in front of him, taking his penis into her mouth, licking and sucking it. As she was doing this, she began removing her own clothes. When she was naked, she stood up and turned around several times, so he could see her body from all angles.
She moved over to the bed, asking him, "How do you want me the first time?" Leaving no doubt she was ready, and willing to serve him more than one time. He had always been able to cum 3 or 4 times in a row, and vowed to make her squeal as much and as loud as possible. He told her he wanted her to finish what she had started, expecting her to object, but he was wrong. She laid him on his back, and resumed sucking him, with even more gusto. She went on and on, every time she felt him try to cum, she would back off, and let him settle back down. Over and over this was done. He had "interviewed " possibly hundreds of girls over the years, but, this one was the BEST!!! She could suck the skin off a mongoose, while he was running! He had just had this thought, and felt his cum rising, yet, again. He was expecting her to raise up one more time, letting him relax, but, she wasn't. She was, if anything, sucking harder, and working his prick faster. He heard HIMSELF moaning, loudly. His cum was spurting out of his dick as hard as it EVER had, and she was catching it all in her mouth, and SWALLOWING it. Not even a drop escaped her. As he finished, she kept the last if his goo inside her mouth where she proudly displayed it to him. Then she swallowed it, too. He couldn't believe this girl had made him yell like a cherry-boy. There wasn't a need for a towel. She had swallowed every drop, and had even licked him completely clean.
"Rest for a minute, and catch your breath. Then I can show you a bit more of my talent. Then, when you have all of me that you want, we can go outside and I can show you my dancing. Okay?" He nodded his head, reveling in the feeling that was sweeping over him. She allowed his breathing to return to normal, and took him in her mouth for the second time. She coaxed another erection out of him, and stepping over his body, slowly lowered herself down, guiding his hard cock into her wet, tight pussy. This was one of, if not the, tightest snatches he had ever felt. She did everything to get him inside her all the way, and started rocking gently back and forth. It was then he realized that she was using her internal muscles to milk his dick. OH MY GOD!!! This girl has a snapping pussy!!! He lay there, taking it all in, and enjoying more than he had in a long time. "WHAT WAS SHE GOING TO DO, NEXT?" She let him get nearly ready to cum several times, only to stop before he actually shot his wad. The third, or was it the fourth, time, she spun around, so he was looking at her back. She raised up a tiny bit, so he could see his dick going in and out of her pussy, still rocking on him. "You ready to cum, boss? she asked. He tried to answer, but he just couldn't find his voice. "You're ready," he heard her say. She lowered herself until his entire length was inside her, and without moving her body, began to knead his dick with her internal muscles, causing him to explode inside her, only this time he heard her scream, too. She was having her OWN orgasm. He felt her spasms, as she fell with her face between his ankles.
She was breathing just as hard as HE was. "Okay, boss. Do you want more, or do you want to see me dance?" He told her, "Let's catch our breath, first, and I'll watch you dance, if you still have the energy." She laughed. "I always have the energy to dance. This was just a good warm-up."
They lay there side-by-side, her new boss smoking a cigarette, and asking her questions about what she wanted to get out of life, how she had learned to fuck so good, and how long had she been fucking. She answered his questions, adding that the main thing she wanted was just to dance. She had brought 3 different costumes with her, and wanted him to tell her which one he liked best. She would wear it to dance for him, and after, if he wanted, they could resume the "interview" to HIS satisfaction.
She showed him her costumes, and he picked a pale blue floor-length, evening gown, with shear, red thong and bra underneath. He put some music on and watched her dance. She WAS good. The second song started, and she removed the dress and danced in the thong and bra, and, about half-way through the song, the bra came off. She had everybody that worked there watching her. And that was unusual, in its self. They had all seen so many girls up there on the stage, that they hardly paid them any attention, any more, but THIS girl had them ALL watching her every move.
When the last song started, she let it run for just a few seconds, and suddenly, like magic, her thong was gone. She was buck naked, and without missing a single beat. She was the best dancer he had EVER seen. She went over backwards, turning flips and cartwheels, she did somersets, and even stood on her hands with her feet on her shoulders, her pussy aimed straight out in front of her. He didn't know what had brought her into HIS club, but, was thanking Buddha for arranging it.
He had NEVER helped a girl pick up her things, before, but he did THIS time. They sat down at a table just off the stage, and, asking her what she wanted to drink, called the barkeep over to get refreshments. He told her that, if anyone "important" was there, she would be expected to sit with them for a bit, before she put on any of her clothes.
Just to make sure, she asked him, "You want me to sit out here in front of everybody, totally naked, and let them look at my pussy and boobs?" When he nodded yes, she smiled at him, telling him she would sit there as long as he wanted. Still smiling at him, she asked, "Are you ready to interview me some more, or is there anyone else you want to interview me? I enjoy the way YOU interview me."
They got up and started back to his office, with him stopping to speak in a low tone to a younger man. Then they went inside his office, and back to the bed without stopping. "You DO understand that I won't be the only one to keep you company, don't you?" She told him that she was working for him, and that it would be her job to make him, or anybody else he wanted, happy. She also told him that she enjoyed the company of women, also. He smiled at her, and hearing a knock at his door, said, "Come in."
The man he had spoke to outside and another man were there. She looked them up and down, and looked back to her new boss. He was smiling. He told her that he wanted to see how she would handle herself with a group of men.
She was still naked, so she started undressing both of the men. She had never, to this point, had a DP, even though her Mother had explained it to her, and had even shown her one night with her Father and one of his friends. She just hoped one of them wouldn't want to stick it in her butt. That would be embarrassing. She made the decision to tell them, so she, or they, could avoid the problem. They all laughed, and agreed not to fuck her in the butt. They agreed that her mouth and pussy were pretty enough for everything they wanted.
She got on her knees between them, and started the party. She gave each of them a few strokes, and moved to the next. The boss had sat down in a chair to watch her. She worked them both until she felt the first one, the one that the boss had NOT spoken to, twitching in her mouth. She started sucking him harder, and, soon she felt him erupting inside her mouth. She caught every drop he had, swallowing it all. She had to hold his hand to help him sit on the edge of the bed, then she turned her attention on the other man. In a minute or two she had brought him to his peak, and had swallowed his load, too. She wasn't going to need any supper, tonight, it looked like.
The first man to finish was erect, again, watching her finish off his partner. He had a yard on a hard long. He was ready for some poontang. She had heard that word from a man in Bangkok, and had asked him what that was. He had pulled her pants down, and stuck his finger in her pussy, telling her, "This is poontang. You have a wet one." Without another word, he had pulled her over behind a screen, pulled out his dick, and fucked her on the spot, not caring that other people were standing there, watching. That time was the fastest she had ever reached orgasm. She figured it was something about getting fucked in front of all those people, men and women, that made her so excited. He got off of her, put his dick back inside of her pants, and walked away. She never saw him, again, but, thought about him often, getting soaking wet, when she did.
She came back from her thought, and asked him how he wanted to fuck her. He answered quickly, that he wanted her doggy-style. He wanted to see his cock going in and out of her pussy. She got on her knees, laying her head on a blanket laying there, spread her knees, and felt him entering her. She hadn't noticed, before, but, he was rather large. It felt as if someone was putting their ARM inside of her. She enjoyed the full feeling it gave her, and began to rotate her ass, and push back. She liked it when he went all the way inside, and just stayed there. She just hoped he wouldn't cum too fast. He was GOOD! He kept up a steady pace, making her cum over and over. She had been telling (begging) him, "Fuck me harder, make me your slut. I want that dick all the way inside me. You're making my pussy feel so damn good. I want it ALL!!!" She felt his cock twitching inside her, and knew he was about to give her a cream filling. "Shoot me FULL of your cum!!! I want to be cleaning my pussy for a week. CUM, CUM, CUM INSIDE ME." He gave in and shot spurt after spurt of his sticky goo inside of her. He held her by the hipbones to push deeper inside of her while he finished coming. Completely spent, she fell sideways and he fell on top of her. They were in a complete stupor.
The other two men were watching them, and were so worked up that the man the boss had spoken to, rolled his partner to the side, and pulled her over on her back, pushing her legs up to her shoulders. He didn't know if she was conscious or not, but he was going nail her, on the spot. He knelt with his knees on either side of her ass, and placed his rock hard penis against her dripping pussy. He began to slowly push himself inside of her. MY GOD!!! Even after all that she had done, and had had done to her, she was STILL the tightest pussy he had EVER felt. He pushed a bit deeper, and when he couldn't go any further, he withdrew a bit and pushed, again, going just a bit deeper each time. It took him fully ten minutes to enter her fully, and, semi-conscious, at best, she had cum at least four more times. Rach time she would be rocking and thrusting up to him, screaming at the top of her lungs, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, GIVE ME THAT BIG COCK!!! SHOVE IT DEEPER!!! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!!! GIVE IT ALL TO ME!!! It would be impossible for everyone in the building, and maybe, in the street, too, NOT to hear her.
He held her shoulders and thrust into her as hard as he was able, over and over, her screams of joy ringing in his ears. He had thought he had been with some hot women, before, but they were dead fish compared to this one. Even in her state, she had wrapped her legs around him and was thrusting herself up to take every inch he had, and on top of everything else, was biting down on his dick with her pussy so hard it was actually a bit painful. He had stopped moving and was letting HER fuck HIM.
He lasted for about 15 more minutes, only by the greatest of efforts, and realizing he couldn't last any longer laid fully on top of her, thrusting in return to her wild gyrations, and spilled all of the seed he had in him, prompting a long, drawn out scream of passion from her.
He, after a bit, was able to withdraw from her. The boss couldn't believe what he had seen with his own two eyes. It was amazing, to say the least. He had, long since, removed his own clothes, again, and was watching Misti fuck, and get fucked. His subordinate rolled off of her, and he took his place. He tried to push straight inside of her, but, she was every bit as tight as when he had fucked her the first time. He promised himself that he was going to get a movie camera, and get at least 10 or maybe even 20 men in here, and have them line up for her to pull a train, and see how long she would remain this tight. He had heard of girls like her, but, this was the first he had ever seen. She was instantly recovered when each man had shot his cum into her, and was just as tight for each man that fucked her, regardless of how many had her. He could make copies of the movie, and sell them, too.
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