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LESBIAN HOOKERS (Short Stories)
SLOW NIGHT
Leslie was slumped over the near empty lesbian bar. She wasn’t drunk, just tired. She nursed her Grand Marnier. The last man got up and left, after giving Leslie a wink. She didn’t know what it meant. She wasn’t interested anyway. It was Monday night. Not a great night except if there was a conference or trade show going on. It was worth checking out anyway, you never know. Last year, right here in this bar, she had met Rachel Rawlings, the country singer. She had given her $ 200 to go down on her in her trailer van. You never know, do you ? Leslie was in her late 20s, rather cute dyed blonde, with a little too much makeup, a short tight dress which showed the outline of her thong. She was rather skinny but had a good ass and small erect tits. During the day, she worked selling magazine subscriptions over the phone. It paid her rent. Sex money was to buy nice things.
“Hey ? “, said Lonnie, as she walked by and squeezed Leslie’s shoulder.
“Hey ?”, answered Leslie
“Slow ?”, asked Lonnie
“Dead slow”, answered Leslie
“Stand up straight”, laughed Lonnie, a black girl from New York, who worked both ways. She sat on the stool next to the blonde.
“I’m going to drop in at the Lancaster and then I’m done”, drawled Leslie
“I was just there and it’s also dead”, said Lonnie, “Did you go to Sapho’s tonight ?”.
“No”, sighed Leslie, “I was naughty last time and they told me to stay away for a few weeks”.
“Any tricks at all ?”, asked Lonnie
“None. Three last night so it’s ok overall”, answered Leslie who was getting tired of answering questions.
“I’m horny”, dropped Lonnie, out of the blue.
“No tricks tonight…not even a john ?”, asked Leslie
“Nope”, said the black girl, rubbing her shoulder against Leslie’s.
“You serious ?”, laughed Leslie putting her arm around the black girl’s shoulders
“I’d do you right here on the bar”, answered Lonnie.
There was a silence. Lonnie was hot. Pudgier than her friend, she had a great ass and good tits. Leslie envied her ass, her tits and her purple lips.
“Are your cuntlips purple ?”, whispered Leslie
“Why don’t you find out for yourself”, answered Lonnie, who had had a few drinks.
Leslie got off her stool and took her black friend by the hand. The two hookers left the bar and walked to the outdoor parking which was two blocks away. The attendant had long left and her car was the last one in the lot. Leslie unlocked the passenger door, pushed the front seat over and pushed Lonnie into the back seat.
“Where are we going ?”, asked Lonnie, who was beginning to sober up
“Nowhere”, said Leslie as she climbed into the back seat and locked the front door.
Both women took off their shoes and put them on the front seat. Leslie reached under her dress and tugged on her thong until it slid down her thighs. She had done that hundreds of times before. She lifted her dress and wiggled her ass until the garment was above her waist. Lonnie had taken off both her dress and her thong. She was naked except for her bra, which she kept on or forgot to take off. She was in a daze. Leslie was on her back, her legs open waiting for her black lover. Both cunts were shaved. Lonnie slapped her cunt on Leslie’s. Cheeks rubbed as Lonnie had her face next to Leslie’s and against the leather seat. No kissing between hookers, the same unwritten rule as with customers. This was sex, not love. Leslie could feel Lonnie’s thick cunt lips on her own. It was wet down there. The white girl grabbed the black girl’s buttocks. Lonnie was moving against her, bringing a good feeling to both of them. Lonnie was horny allright. Leslie smiled as she felt the black hooker come all over her shaved cunt. Leslie pulled her lover towards her by the ass and the extra pressure got her to reach her orgasm. The two women lay there one on top of the other for a few minutes. Lonnie kissed Leslie, shoving her tongue inside the white girl’s mouth. Leslie gagged and resisted but it was useless, Lonnie was stronger. Leslie finally sucked tongue also. Lonnie’s hips started moving again. Both were willing to get into a second fuck.
“Where are we going ?”, asked Lonnie as the two half-dressed women drove off 30 minutes later.
“Home”, answered Leslie
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THE FIRST TIME
It was 9 PM and Ingrid was ready. They had said 10PM over the phone. She took another shower, put on some perfume and a little make-up. She was mid-20s and looked like the typical Swede. Of course she was blonde, tall and a little bony. Ingrid decided to wear only her thong and her bathrobe. She figured it would save her a little time since she had asked for an hour appointment. She was sweating. Once again she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked good. She hoped the woman would like her.
At 10 PM sharp, she heard the knock on the door. A very attractive brunette stood and smiled.
“I’m Adriana”, the woman said with a smile.
Adriana was certainly Italian and was close to Ingrid’s age. She had specified that when she called the agency.
“I had a shower already”, said Adriana
“You live nearby ?”, asked Ingrid
“No…My last client lives in the same hotel”, admitted the hooker
“Oh…I see…”, said Ingrid,” another woman”.
“Yes…I do only women”, assured Adriana
Suddenly Ingrid ran to the door and switched off the lights.
“You prefer it in the dark ?”, asked Adriana
“Yes…, if you don’t mind”, answered Ingrid
“You’re the client”, said the Italian hooker
“You can undress now”, said Ingrid, while she took off her bathrobe and slid off her thong.
Adriana quickly undressed.
“The money is…the money is on the dresser”, stuttered Ingrid
“I see it, thanks”, answered Adriana who was naked.
“Let’s get into bed”, said Ingrid whose heart was beating very quickly.
“Your first time ?”, asked Adriana as she slid under the covers next to a naked Ingrid
“It’s been a long time…and yes, it’s my first time…with ….with “, stuttered Ingrid
“a hooker”, completed Adriana
“Yes”, said Ingrid, “but you’re very beautiful”.
Adriana kissed Ingrid who timidly gave her some tongue.
“You want me to suck you ?”, asked Adriana
“Oh..yes…please…if you don’t mind”, answered Ingrid
Adriana, who had been with all types of women, kissed her way down Ingrid’s firm belly down to her pubic patch. She repositioned herself so she would be facing Ingrid’s cunt. Adriana gently pushed Ingrid’s thighs wider and kissed her cunt lips. She licked the pink flesh and firmly pushed her tongue inside Ingrid’s cunt hole. Ingrid was beginning to moan. She was wet. Adriana licked her lips for a while then moved her tongue over Ingrid’s piss slit and reached her clit.
Suddenly she felt Ingrid moving away.
“Let me kiss you there also”, whispered Ingrid as she extended her body towards Adriana’s mid-section. The two women settled in 69 as if they had been doing this for years.
Adriana was not used to clients who sucked her but she welcomed the attention as she resumed the sucking of Ingrid’s love button. Adriana was surprised at the skill Ingrid showed. She hardly ever had an orgasm with a client but , in this case, she nearly did. Ingrid came all over her face as she whimpered.
Ingrid stretched out next to Adriana. Both women were smiling and breathing heavily.
“That was good”, said Ingrid
“Yes it was.”, answered Adriana, “You still have some time. What would you like to do ?”.
“Would you get on top of me ?”, asked Ingrid
Adriana didn’t answer. She just rolled on top of the blonde and mounted her. Adriana had rarely been as turned on by a client before. Maybe it was Ingrid’s innocence. Ingrid was passive as Adriana moved up and down against her body. Finally Ingrid opened her legs more and crossed them around the hooker’s back.
“Oh fuck…”, screamed Ingrid as she had a huge orgasm.
This time Adriana came also. She didn’t scream or told Ingrid. It was a silent pleasure.
After Adriana left, Ingrid turned the lights back on, sat on the bed still naked and dialed a number on the phone, next to the bed.
“Hi Amy, it’s mother”, she said
“Yes…everything is fine. Can I speak to daddy ?”, she asked
“He’s out ? Oh yes. I know it’s the finals. Of course. No..don’t ask him to phone. Please don’t ask him to phone. Actually don’t tell him I phoned. Promised ? Good girl. Bye for now”.
Ingrid lay down on the wet sheets. She moved her hand to her cunt and rubbed her juices all over her tummy, then her breasts, then her face. She couldn’t tell which sticky liquid belonged to Adriana and which belonged to her. They both smelled good.
She saw a piece of paper on the dresser. It was Adriana who had left her personal number.
Ingrid dialed the number. Adriana was not watching the finals.
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ANGEL’S SHOW (I wrote this story about 5 years ago. XHamster published it but eventually I deleted it or else they did. Anyway it involves a lesbian hooker so I thought I would publish it again. It’s also a favorite of mine. Thanks)
Gord told me to keep it simple. No make-up, no thong, no bra. Just a short dress. That’s all I had to wear. I asked about the other girl. He said I didn’t know her. Some black chick my age. The money was really good so I had to put on a good show if I wanted more gigs. Gord said they were Japanese clients so I knew they would be lots of betting. Otherwise they tend to be civil. Anyway I got a cab and went to the hotel he mentioned. One of the big hotels in town. Usually the posher, the dirtier, I always say. Gord met me in the lobby. I like him. Always takes care of me and gets me good gigs. We took the elevator to the rooftop. Special something suite. Some President or something. Part of it was indoors and part outdoors with a pool. Gord had warned me that there could be prelims with hookers but that the men would stay out of it. Oh yeah he warned me about the cigar smoke. But I don’t care. We walked into a dark room, a large living room filled with people. There was some lighting but not much so my eyes took a few minutes to adjust. Japanese men in suits and hookers, all colours, in satin dresses and heels. One Asian lady put her arms around me and kissed me on the lips. She was older but really hot. Gord had to pry her from me to pull my dress off over my head. People applauded when I got naked. I have a few tattoos and they liked that. Gord quickly covered me with some kind of nightgown. There were TV sets with large screens showing girls fucking girls, men fucking men. One screen attracted a lot of viewers showed a catfight between two very young Asian girls. I was led through a few other smaller rooms with couches, rubber mattresses and even a small plastic k**s pool. These people were naked and enjoying themselves. They barely noticed me when I crossed the room. Two big nude black men who were having a stand-up hugging session bumped into us and apologized. Their cocks were huge. Next we stood in front of a door and I could hear some shouting. Gord said we had to wait. So we did while he massaged my shoulders. He had warned be it would be quick and that the black girl was a pro at cunt-fighting. She had good initial moves but if I stood my ground I could get her fuse off. The shouting subsided and the door opened. Two Asian girls came out with their managers. They were oily and looked tired. I could smell cunt and it got me excited. We walked through thick cigar smoke as we reached the cage. There were whistles, catcalls, and I was grabbed a few times after I took off the nightie. The black girl was already there waiting for me in the small cage. The bars were made of transparent plastic so viewers could see through. I had used one of those before. It was designed so that you couldn’t stand up. Money was changing hands quickly around the cage. It smelled of Cuban cigars and whiskey. The girl was a hottie. She had small hard tits and a full mop of black cunt hair. I couldn’t see her ass but it was probably also hot. The way she looked at me up and down focusing on my triangle and tits, I think she liked me. A dressed man crawled into the cage with us and set us up in the scissor position. He made me slide forward on my ass and then made the black beauty slide also until I could feel her cunt hair tickling the inside of my thighs. His fingers poked around our mops so he could see our cunt lips. He made sure they were about an inch apart. Throughout this set-up the black girl kept glaring at me and after a while I just glared back. He told us not to move then he crawled out of the cage. I didn’t know if she was a hair-grabber so I extended both hands towards her. She grabbed my hands and our fingers intertwined. I don’t remember the first few seconds except that I felt her cunt rubbing against mine as she pushed with her hips, her ass making a thumping noise as it when up and down on the cage floor. That was the initial attack Gord had warned me about. I bit my lower lip as our clits touched. She was lusting for me as much as I was lusting after her. We were in love and showed it. We let go our hand clasping and grabbed each other’s tits. Hers were hard and her nipples long and black. She twisted my nipples first then I twisted hers. I couldn’t hear the shouting because of my concentration but I’m sure the men were going crazy. We got our scissor tighter and tighter. Her foot was soon in reach and I sucked on her toes. She started sucking on my big toe. We were practically on our backs as we pushed our cunts together and sucked toes. Then she tried to get on top of me but I reacted in time and we ended up face to face, our legs on either side of our waist. We were humping each other like crazy. She had her eyes closed. I pushed my head forward and kissed her on the lips. She opened her eyes and stuck out her tongue, inviting me to battle. We engaged in a vicious tongue fight, our right hand behind the other’s head and pulling. The fight turned into a kissing match. I managed to suck on her long tongue and she moaned. We were fucking and I could feel her clit rub against mine. She tried to disengage and poke it into my crack but I moved so that they kept on rubbing. That’s when I think I got her. I spit in her face and she spit back and we spread our spit on each other’s face with our mouth. It was becoming a dirty fight. I tried to reach behind her with my left hand and explore her bubble ass but she moved so that her hole was right on the floor and inaccessible. We were fused together and moving enough so that we could both feel our clits rubbing ever so slightly. I lowered my head to her tit and tried to suck on her long nipple. She moved back. It was a sign she was sensitive there. I offered my tit so we could mutually suck but she shook her head. We went back to tongue kissing and I moved my left hand down her lower back and touched the top part of her asscrack. She bit my lip and apologized. I took her hand and put it on the small of my back. I guess she felt she hadn’t been fair about the titsucking so she agreed to ass-grabbing. Neither of us could reach the other’s hole but our finger went down as much as possible inside the other’s crack. I could feel her fuzz so I was near. We had been going at it for only a few minutes but it felt like hours. We were both sweaty. She tried to rub her underarm in my face and I took a whiff of it. She was so close I had to finish her off. When she lowered her arm I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it. I put the end between my teeth in case she wanted to pull out fast. “Fuck” I heard her scream as she began to shake a little. That’s when I heard the crowd roaring for the first time. I pushed my clit against hers with all my strength and sucked on her nipple. She finally let out a scream and I felt her cunt open up against mine and shower mine with her spunk. Her body grew limp in my arms. I heard the door of the cage open and Gord dragged me out. He wrapped me in a bathrobe this time and led me out of the room. I could hardly walk. The Asian lady I had met coming in kissed me again and whispered something in my ear. I saw Gord write down a number in his notebook. She wanted me for sure. Gord sat me down on a large chair and kissed me on the forehead. He was busy taking down numbers and names in his notebook as I rested. One tall blonde hooker squeezed next to me in the chair and put my head on her shoulder. I nearly fell asleep. She wanted to do wet things with me in the k**s pool but I referred her to Gord. The pool seemed occupied anyway by two Japanese men who were splashing and wanking. When I finally got to put my dress back on and we were ready to go. I asked Gord about the black girl. He said he had her number. That’s good. I think were in love.
THE END
SLOW NIGHT
Leslie was slumped over the near empty lesbian bar. She wasn’t drunk, just tired. She nursed her Grand Marnier. The last man got up and left, after giving Leslie a wink. She didn’t know what it meant. She wasn’t interested anyway. It was Monday night. Not a great night except if there was a conference or trade show going on. It was worth checking out anyway, you never know. Last year, right here in this bar, she had met Rachel Rawlings, the country singer. She had given her $ 200 to go down on her in her trailer van. You never know, do you ? Leslie was in her late 20s, rather cute dyed blonde, with a little too much makeup, a short tight dress which showed the outline of her thong. She was rather skinny but had a good ass and small erect tits. During the day, she worked selling magazine subscriptions over the phone. It paid her rent. Sex money was to buy nice things.
“Hey ? “, said Lonnie, as she walked by and squeezed Leslie’s shoulder.
“Hey ?”, answered Leslie
“Slow ?”, asked Lonnie
“Dead slow”, answered Leslie
“Stand up straight”, laughed Lonnie, a black girl from New York, who worked both ways. She sat on the stool next to the blonde.
“I’m going to drop in at the Lancaster and then I’m done”, drawled Leslie
“I was just there and it’s also dead”, said Lonnie, “Did you go to Sapho’s tonight ?”.
“No”, sighed Leslie, “I was naughty last time and they told me to stay away for a few weeks”.
“Any tricks at all ?”, asked Lonnie
“None. Three last night so it’s ok overall”, answered Leslie who was getting tired of answering questions.
“I’m horny”, dropped Lonnie, out of the blue.
“No tricks tonight…not even a john ?”, asked Leslie
“Nope”, said the black girl, rubbing her shoulder against Leslie’s.
“You serious ?”, laughed Leslie putting her arm around the black girl’s shoulders
“I’d do you right here on the bar”, answered Lonnie.
There was a silence. Lonnie was hot. Pudgier than her friend, she had a great ass and good tits. Leslie envied her ass, her tits and her purple lips.
“Are your cuntlips purple ?”, whispered Leslie
“Why don’t you find out for yourself”, answered Lonnie, who had had a few drinks.
Leslie got off her stool and took her black friend by the hand. The two hookers left the bar and walked to the outdoor parking which was two blocks away. The attendant had long left and her car was the last one in the lot. Leslie unlocked the passenger door, pushed the front seat over and pushed Lonnie into the back seat.
“Where are we going ?”, asked Lonnie, who was beginning to sober up
“Nowhere”, said Leslie as she climbed into the back seat and locked the front door.
Both women took off their shoes and put them on the front seat. Leslie reached under her dress and tugged on her thong until it slid down her thighs. She had done that hundreds of times before. She lifted her dress and wiggled her ass until the garment was above her waist. Lonnie had taken off both her dress and her thong. She was naked except for her bra, which she kept on or forgot to take off. She was in a daze. Leslie was on her back, her legs open waiting for her black lover. Both cunts were shaved. Lonnie slapped her cunt on Leslie’s. Cheeks rubbed as Lonnie had her face next to Leslie’s and against the leather seat. No kissing between hookers, the same unwritten rule as with customers. This was sex, not love. Leslie could feel Lonnie’s thick cunt lips on her own. It was wet down there. The white girl grabbed the black girl’s buttocks. Lonnie was moving against her, bringing a good feeling to both of them. Lonnie was horny allright. Leslie smiled as she felt the black hooker come all over her shaved cunt. Leslie pulled her lover towards her by the ass and the extra pressure got her to reach her orgasm. The two women lay there one on top of the other for a few minutes. Lonnie kissed Leslie, shoving her tongue inside the white girl’s mouth. Leslie gagged and resisted but it was useless, Lonnie was stronger. Leslie finally sucked tongue also. Lonnie’s hips started moving again. Both were willing to get into a second fuck.
“Where are we going ?”, asked Lonnie as the two half-dressed women drove off 30 minutes later.
“Home”, answered Leslie
==========================================================================
THE FIRST TIME
It was 9 PM and Ingrid was ready. They had said 10PM over the phone. She took another shower, put on some perfume and a little make-up. She was mid-20s and looked like the typical Swede. Of course she was blonde, tall and a little bony. Ingrid decided to wear only her thong and her bathrobe. She figured it would save her a little time since she had asked for an hour appointment. She was sweating. Once again she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked good. She hoped the woman would like her.
At 10 PM sharp, she heard the knock on the door. A very attractive brunette stood and smiled.
“I’m Adriana”, the woman said with a smile.
Adriana was certainly Italian and was close to Ingrid’s age. She had specified that when she called the agency.
“I had a shower already”, said Adriana
“You live nearby ?”, asked Ingrid
“No…My last client lives in the same hotel”, admitted the hooker
“Oh…I see…”, said Ingrid,” another woman”.
“Yes…I do only women”, assured Adriana
Suddenly Ingrid ran to the door and switched off the lights.
“You prefer it in the dark ?”, asked Adriana
“Yes…, if you don’t mind”, answered Ingrid
“You’re the client”, said the Italian hooker
“You can undress now”, said Ingrid, while she took off her bathrobe and slid off her thong.
Adriana quickly undressed.
“The money is…the money is on the dresser”, stuttered Ingrid
“I see it, thanks”, answered Adriana who was naked.
“Let’s get into bed”, said Ingrid whose heart was beating very quickly.
“Your first time ?”, asked Adriana as she slid under the covers next to a naked Ingrid
“It’s been a long time…and yes, it’s my first time…with ….with “, stuttered Ingrid
“a hooker”, completed Adriana
“Yes”, said Ingrid, “but you’re very beautiful”.
Adriana kissed Ingrid who timidly gave her some tongue.
“You want me to suck you ?”, asked Adriana
“Oh..yes…please…if you don’t mind”, answered Ingrid
Adriana, who had been with all types of women, kissed her way down Ingrid’s firm belly down to her pubic patch. She repositioned herself so she would be facing Ingrid’s cunt. Adriana gently pushed Ingrid’s thighs wider and kissed her cunt lips. She licked the pink flesh and firmly pushed her tongue inside Ingrid’s cunt hole. Ingrid was beginning to moan. She was wet. Adriana licked her lips for a while then moved her tongue over Ingrid’s piss slit and reached her clit.
Suddenly she felt Ingrid moving away.
“Let me kiss you there also”, whispered Ingrid as she extended her body towards Adriana’s mid-section. The two women settled in 69 as if they had been doing this for years.
Adriana was not used to clients who sucked her but she welcomed the attention as she resumed the sucking of Ingrid’s love button. Adriana was surprised at the skill Ingrid showed. She hardly ever had an orgasm with a client but , in this case, she nearly did. Ingrid came all over her face as she whimpered.
Ingrid stretched out next to Adriana. Both women were smiling and breathing heavily.
“That was good”, said Ingrid
“Yes it was.”, answered Adriana, “You still have some time. What would you like to do ?”.
“Would you get on top of me ?”, asked Ingrid
Adriana didn’t answer. She just rolled on top of the blonde and mounted her. Adriana had rarely been as turned on by a client before. Maybe it was Ingrid’s innocence. Ingrid was passive as Adriana moved up and down against her body. Finally Ingrid opened her legs more and crossed them around the hooker’s back.
“Oh fuck…”, screamed Ingrid as she had a huge orgasm.
This time Adriana came also. She didn’t scream or told Ingrid. It was a silent pleasure.
After Adriana left, Ingrid turned the lights back on, sat on the bed still naked and dialed a number on the phone, next to the bed.
“Hi Amy, it’s mother”, she said
“Yes…everything is fine. Can I speak to daddy ?”, she asked
“He’s out ? Oh yes. I know it’s the finals. Of course. No..don’t ask him to phone. Please don’t ask him to phone. Actually don’t tell him I phoned. Promised ? Good girl. Bye for now”.
Ingrid lay down on the wet sheets. She moved her hand to her cunt and rubbed her juices all over her tummy, then her breasts, then her face. She couldn’t tell which sticky liquid belonged to Adriana and which belonged to her. They both smelled good.
She saw a piece of paper on the dresser. It was Adriana who had left her personal number.
Ingrid dialed the number. Adriana was not watching the finals.
=============================================================================
ANGEL’S SHOW (I wrote this story about 5 years ago. XHamster published it but eventually I deleted it or else they did. Anyway it involves a lesbian hooker so I thought I would publish it again. It’s also a favorite of mine. Thanks)
Gord told me to keep it simple. No make-up, no thong, no bra. Just a short dress. That’s all I had to wear. I asked about the other girl. He said I didn’t know her. Some black chick my age. The money was really good so I had to put on a good show if I wanted more gigs. Gord said they were Japanese clients so I knew they would be lots of betting. Otherwise they tend to be civil. Anyway I got a cab and went to the hotel he mentioned. One of the big hotels in town. Usually the posher, the dirtier, I always say. Gord met me in the lobby. I like him. Always takes care of me and gets me good gigs. We took the elevator to the rooftop. Special something suite. Some President or something. Part of it was indoors and part outdoors with a pool. Gord had warned me that there could be prelims with hookers but that the men would stay out of it. Oh yeah he warned me about the cigar smoke. But I don’t care. We walked into a dark room, a large living room filled with people. There was some lighting but not much so my eyes took a few minutes to adjust. Japanese men in suits and hookers, all colours, in satin dresses and heels. One Asian lady put her arms around me and kissed me on the lips. She was older but really hot. Gord had to pry her from me to pull my dress off over my head. People applauded when I got naked. I have a few tattoos and they liked that. Gord quickly covered me with some kind of nightgown. There were TV sets with large screens showing girls fucking girls, men fucking men. One screen attracted a lot of viewers showed a catfight between two very young Asian girls. I was led through a few other smaller rooms with couches, rubber mattresses and even a small plastic k**s pool. These people were naked and enjoying themselves. They barely noticed me when I crossed the room. Two big nude black men who were having a stand-up hugging session bumped into us and apologized. Their cocks were huge. Next we stood in front of a door and I could hear some shouting. Gord said we had to wait. So we did while he massaged my shoulders. He had warned be it would be quick and that the black girl was a pro at cunt-fighting. She had good initial moves but if I stood my ground I could get her fuse off. The shouting subsided and the door opened. Two Asian girls came out with their managers. They were oily and looked tired. I could smell cunt and it got me excited. We walked through thick cigar smoke as we reached the cage. There were whistles, catcalls, and I was grabbed a few times after I took off the nightie. The black girl was already there waiting for me in the small cage. The bars were made of transparent plastic so viewers could see through. I had used one of those before. It was designed so that you couldn’t stand up. Money was changing hands quickly around the cage. It smelled of Cuban cigars and whiskey. The girl was a hottie. She had small hard tits and a full mop of black cunt hair. I couldn’t see her ass but it was probably also hot. The way she looked at me up and down focusing on my triangle and tits, I think she liked me. A dressed man crawled into the cage with us and set us up in the scissor position. He made me slide forward on my ass and then made the black beauty slide also until I could feel her cunt hair tickling the inside of my thighs. His fingers poked around our mops so he could see our cunt lips. He made sure they were about an inch apart. Throughout this set-up the black girl kept glaring at me and after a while I just glared back. He told us not to move then he crawled out of the cage. I didn’t know if she was a hair-grabber so I extended both hands towards her. She grabbed my hands and our fingers intertwined. I don’t remember the first few seconds except that I felt her cunt rubbing against mine as she pushed with her hips, her ass making a thumping noise as it when up and down on the cage floor. That was the initial attack Gord had warned me about. I bit my lower lip as our clits touched. She was lusting for me as much as I was lusting after her. We were in love and showed it. We let go our hand clasping and grabbed each other’s tits. Hers were hard and her nipples long and black. She twisted my nipples first then I twisted hers. I couldn’t hear the shouting because of my concentration but I’m sure the men were going crazy. We got our scissor tighter and tighter. Her foot was soon in reach and I sucked on her toes. She started sucking on my big toe. We were practically on our backs as we pushed our cunts together and sucked toes. Then she tried to get on top of me but I reacted in time and we ended up face to face, our legs on either side of our waist. We were humping each other like crazy. She had her eyes closed. I pushed my head forward and kissed her on the lips. She opened her eyes and stuck out her tongue, inviting me to battle. We engaged in a vicious tongue fight, our right hand behind the other’s head and pulling. The fight turned into a kissing match. I managed to suck on her long tongue and she moaned. We were fucking and I could feel her clit rub against mine. She tried to disengage and poke it into my crack but I moved so that they kept on rubbing. That’s when I think I got her. I spit in her face and she spit back and we spread our spit on each other’s face with our mouth. It was becoming a dirty fight. I tried to reach behind her with my left hand and explore her bubble ass but she moved so that her hole was right on the floor and inaccessible. We were fused together and moving enough so that we could both feel our clits rubbing ever so slightly. I lowered my head to her tit and tried to suck on her long nipple. She moved back. It was a sign she was sensitive there. I offered my tit so we could mutually suck but she shook her head. We went back to tongue kissing and I moved my left hand down her lower back and touched the top part of her asscrack. She bit my lip and apologized. I took her hand and put it on the small of my back. I guess she felt she hadn’t been fair about the titsucking so she agreed to ass-grabbing. Neither of us could reach the other’s hole but our finger went down as much as possible inside the other’s crack. I could feel her fuzz so I was near. We had been going at it for only a few minutes but it felt like hours. We were both sweaty. She tried to rub her underarm in my face and I took a whiff of it. She was so close I had to finish her off. When she lowered her arm I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it. I put the end between my teeth in case she wanted to pull out fast. “Fuck” I heard her scream as she began to shake a little. That’s when I heard the crowd roaring for the first time. I pushed my clit against hers with all my strength and sucked on her nipple. She finally let out a scream and I felt her cunt open up against mine and shower mine with her spunk. Her body grew limp in my arms. I heard the door of the cage open and Gord dragged me out. He wrapped me in a bathrobe this time and led me out of the room. I could hardly walk. The Asian lady I had met coming in kissed me again and whispered something in my ear. I saw Gord write down a number in his notebook. She wanted me for sure. Gord sat me down on a large chair and kissed me on the forehead. He was busy taking down numbers and names in his notebook as I rested. One tall blonde hooker squeezed next to me in the chair and put my head on her shoulder. I nearly fell asleep. She wanted to do wet things with me in the k**s pool but I referred her to Gord. The pool seemed occupied anyway by two Japanese men who were splashing and wanking. When I finally got to put my dress back on and we were ready to go. I asked Gord about the black girl. He said he had her number. That’s good. I think were in love.
THE END
Dani
- 14.01.2022
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