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Aran
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Aran stood on the corner of 5th and High, watching traffic and smoking
a cigarette. She occasionally crossed the street to lean in parked cars
to see if anyone needed a date. She had already made her quota of cash
for the evening, but it was early and she was waiting for something
exciting to happen. Just as she was getting ready to go to the bar to
take a break, a black Saab with tinted windows stopped right in front of
her. As she approached the car, the window slid down. Aran leaned over
and smiled. She was surprised to see that the driver was a woman.
Usually, all of her clients were rich men who wanted blowjobs, or
married women wanting oral sex from someone they didn't have to
reciprocate on. That was fine with Aran, though, since most people
didn't like the kind of surprise they found when she was naked. Unless
it was obvious that they wanted something kinky, she always told them up
front that she only did oral. It was easy that way.
But this woman was obviously more than the average housewife, with her
bleached white hair, red lips, and dark glasses at night. The
phosphorescence of the dash lights sparked on her plastic jacket, which
showed off her fully stacked cleavage, which made Aran drool. She loved
big breasts. The woman unlocked the door, pulled her sunglasses down
her nose and winked. Aran opened the door and stepped inside the car
without a word.
The window slid back up and soon they were driving fast to some
ethereal electronic music, which made Aran's body pulse. She lit up
another cigarette and looked the woman up and down as she shifted
gears. She had very short hair and no fingernails, which made Aran
wonder if she was a lesbian. She hoped so, because lesbians were so
nice to hear when they had orgasms.
The driver looked over at Aran and bit her lip. Blood rushed to Aran's
crotch as she thought about kissing those perfect, luscious lips.
Aran's eyes wandered down her body from her lips, and she thought about
kissing her all over. Her neck bore a chain with a large diamond
pendant which nearly rested between her breasts. Her waist was small
and her hips were full. She was a very voluptuous creature. Aran
wondered why someone so sexy would pick up a prostitute. She couldn't
possibly have trouble finding a woman, or a man who would die to fulfill
her every fantasy.
The woman reached over and rested her hand on Aran's knee. She slid it
slowly up her leg, under her skirt to her crotch. Aran started to get
nervous, but was relieved when she smiled as she touched his buldge.
This woman was definitely the excitement she was waiting for.
She pulled in front of the Mariott downtown and the valet opened the
door for Aran. The woman walked around to the other side of the car and
took her hand and led her through the doors to the elevator. Once the
elevator doors closed, the woman took off her sunglasses and wispered in
Aran's ear, "My name is Susan," and kissed her earlobe, which was lined
with several rings. Aran felt a wave of warmth flow through her entire
body.
They stepped off the elevator and Susan opened the door to a
magnificent suite. Aran looked around the room, at the velvet sofa, wet
bar, oriental rug and fireplace. To her right, there were double doors
open to the bedroom. Aran started to walk toward the bed.
"Would you like a drink?"
"Sure. Red wine, if you have any."
"Of course. Have a seat."
Aran sat down and crossed her legs slowly. She could feel Susan
looking at her, so she played it out, running her fingernails up and
down her thighs a few times. She knew she had nice legs. Susan brought
her gin and tonic and Aran's red wine over to the sofa. When she sat
down, she opened a box on the glass coffee table. She took out a bag
and a razor, and began cutting lines of cocaine on the table top.
"Ladies first." Aran bit her lip and picked up the stainless steel
tube from the box. She didn't normally do coke, but she was so excited
about the woman in front of him that she lost all her inhibitions.
After two lines, Aran was exhilarated. Susan touched her face softly as
the drug made her begin to tingle. She sat back and took a long drink
of wine as Susan finished the coke on the table.
"So, Susan...what do you have in mind?" Aran flashed a coy smile.
"What's your name?"
"Aran."
"Is that your girl name or your boy name?"
"Both. What's the difference?"
"Exactly. That's why I picked you up. You can give me so much more
than the average woman." Susan pulled Aran's head toward hers and
kissed her. Aran began to melt, but remembered her profession and
stopped her.
"We haven't discussed business yet. I think we should before this goes
any further."
"Cost is not an issue. You tell me what it's worth to you afterward."
Susan cupped Aran's face in her hands and looked into her eyes. "I
guarantee that you will be well rewarded." Aran nodded and surrendered
to her kiss.
They kissed for what seemed like hours to Aran, moving their bodies
together in such a way that they no longer seemed separate. Even with
clothes still on, they could feel the way that their touches made the
other shudder and prickle. Every heart beat, every sigh, was felt by
the other as if it were their own.
Susan unbuttoned Aran's blouse to reveal her bare chest. Two small,
but perfectly round breasts stood erect as if it were all nipple. The
nipples stood even taller, like small bullets trying to escape her
skin. The right nipple was more swollen than the left because of the
small silver ring hanging from it. Susan ran her hands up and down
Aran's body a few times, admiring her slight curves and tattoos.
She pulled Aran to her tightly and began to kiss her neck and chest.
She fondled the silver nipple ring and gave it a slight tug. Aran
moaned. Susan slid her hands down Aran's back and cupped her ass,
pulling her crotch to hers. Susan smiled as she felt the excitement
under Aran's skirt.
Aran couldn't believe it. She had never been turned on like this by a
date. She got bold and did something she never did--took control.
Usually, she just let her dates use her like their own hands and bent to
their every whim. But something in her stirred when she began kissing
Susan deeply. Aran wanted something she didn't usually want; she wanted
to make love instead of being topped.
She opened Susan's jacket and slid it onto the floor. Susan's breasts
were incredible, and she couldn't resist putting her face into them
immediately. The contrast of her white skin and her black lace bra was
striking. Aran stroked them softly and found her nipples hard through
the fabric. She pulled Susan toward her by both nipples and kissed her,
twisting them until Susan made a soft wimper. Then she pulled harder.
Aran kissed her way down Susan's body, trying not to miss a single inch
of skin from her chin to her navel. She unzipped Susan's pants and the
two of them slipped to the floor in a heated tangle. Aran sighed as
Susan pulled her skirt off and squeezed her hard cock. She flipped Aran
over and straddled her, sliding back and forth, soaking her. Aran
called out in ecstacy.
She grabbed Susan's thighs and flipped her over. She began grinding
her cock up hard against Susan's clit. Aran took off her bra and took
one of her large breasts in each hand. Her brown nipples puckered up
and grew as Aran nibbled and blew softly on them. Susan arched her back
and moaned as she pulled them with her teeth.
Susan flipped Aran over again and slid her hands up and down her body,
grabbing both her breasts and then trailing down to the beautiful cock
waiting below. Aran shuddered as Susan drew small circles on the tip
with her tongue, then swallowed her whole. She alternated between long
and short strokes, sucking hard and then running her tongue up and down
the shaft. Aran grabbed her hair and whispered words that would be lost
outside of the moment.
Susan knew what Aran wanted, so she turned around and Aran parted her
legs. She grabbed Susan's thighs and pulled her to her mouth. They
moved together perfectly, as if it were a dance they had practiced all
their lives. Neither could tell whether they were kissing themselves or
the other, so fluid they had become. Language became obsolete and the
slightest movement explained exactly what they wanted.
The moment of climax was simultaneous and they held each other as if
they were clinging to a life raft. Susan rolled over and leaned over
Aran, kissing her softly, then hard. She ran her fingers over her
nipples and down her stomach, pausing to pull on her navel ring. She
moved her hand farther down and licked her lips when she felt Aran's
cock growing hard again.
Susan reached over to the glass table and picked up the bag of coke.
She sprinkled a little into her hand and began rubbing it into the tip
of Aran's cock. Aran gasped as she felt her cock begin to tingle and
throb and get even harder. She was overcome with desire for Susan.
Aran pulled Susan onto her lap and slipped her cock inside. Susan's
head tilted back as she tried to lower herself slowly onto Aran. She
wanted to fuck her fast and hard, but her swollen lips were tender from
her last orgasm. The coke from Aran's cock made her tingle as she
paused with all of Aran inside her. She pressed down farther and felt
Aran lengthen. Susan squeezed both her nipples and moaned.
They moved together for hours, slow and fast, soft and hard, making
each other come over and over to the point of exhaustion. As they lay
together on the floor in silence, the phone rang. Susan moved to answer
it.
"You're on your way up? Perfect timing." Susan turned and smiled.
Aran lit a cigarette and wondered how this evening could possibly get
any better.
To be continued...
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