One Last Time

I know it's wrong. I really did. But I was doing it anyway. Everything about this was wrong. Telling Ayesha I was going to see a concert. Asking around the streets if her pimp was still active. Finding his current den. But fuck. I was doing it anyways.

All I had to do to fit in to this part of town was pull my dark hoodie up and know my route beforehand. Checking your phone like a tourist would get you killed. I saw some girls I remember, all dressed in the perfect way to get pervs like me. Thongs pulled up high, micro skirts, tube tops, pasties. The trashiest make up and hair extensions. It was all so perfect. But the lady I wanted was bought up by a pimp a while back, she worked in a brothel that was frequented by more elevated clientele. All criminals mostly, but this meant the girls were clean and hot and probably got a BBL done or something.

I found the door, just as described. Barred windows and layers of graffiti all over. The building was just into an alley leading off from the run down noisy street. Homeless guys littered the area and so did low lives. The location looked like a derelict if it weren't for the low thumping sounds coming from inside. A man's voice punched into my ear from behind. I didn't know where he came from but he was scaring the life out of me. "What you here for?"

"... A girl, Kitty."

"You got the green?"

I tapped my pocket containing the bills.

The man walked around me. It was one of the 'homeless' guys from the street. Security that didn't look like security. It was almost smart.

He opened the door and gestured for me to enter. Inside the music came to life. Butt-rock and nu metal played at the right volume to pull you into a different world. After a few more scary looking men gave me the look down the world transformed into shades of pink and red from the lighting. It seemed to be a converted office building that had about a dozen rooms leading off along a corridor. A woman was at each door beckoning me to pick them for the night.

And these ladies put the streetwalkers to shame. They had electrified looks and called for me while moaning against the walls. Their breasts and asses were far larger and many had implants. The doors that were closed had moans and the clapping of ass cheeks coming from inside. The girls outside made sure to grab my attention though.

"Come on baby you know you want it!" One called out to me

"Finally some new cock to suck. Come here papi" another said.

"Your momma know where you are?"

My cock wanted nothing more than to bend each of those bitches over in an instant. But I wasn't here for them. I was there for the 5th room on the right where a curvy white redhead was having a smoke by the doorway. Her face lit up upon recognising me. Her smile made me jump, her plump lips exhaled the last of the smoke and soon she turned to face me and swayed her whore hips as she took a step. God her pimp had put in some upgrades, Kitty was walking sex and I was so hard. She was wearing a black fishnet body suit with a red thong and pasties. She held open her arms with a warm maternal tone.

"There he is!" She exclaimed. She rushed into me and pulled me into her grip, her massive plastic breasts provided the perfect cushion for the hug. I felt a warm tingle all over myself. Her body felt better than ever and it was pressed up against mine. She could feel my bulging cock against her stomach and quickly moved my hands to her fat ass. She slipped her fingers around my neck and removed my hood. Studying my face. "I knew you missed me baby."

She kissed like a professional. Letting my tongue in and holding me tightly as she breathed me in. I could taste the second hand smoke but also a salty scent to her mouth. She had swallowed another man's cum shortly before this.

She just about ripped herself away from me and turned into her room. Holding open the door she raised her hand for me to enter.