Sounds Like Fun

“Hell ya! You have money?”

“More than enough.”

He pulls in a busy parking lot. You are impressed by both the size and gaudy decor of the place. Neon lights point the way in.

Wyatt and you step into a lobby. Art hangs on the walls and sculptures sit on a central dais. All of them are of the erotic nature.

Gorgeous, large breasted beauties longe about the room in a variety of poses. A woman in a latex business suite sits in the corner, her legs crossed.

Wyatt and you make your way over to her. She has shiny, ebony hair, the color of pitch and piercing brown eyes that are so dark they almost look black. She stares into you soul.

“Good evening. Here for the night of your dreams?”

You lick your lips. Wyatt nods.

“Yes, how does this work?”

“You pay me, two fifty for the room, and two hundred an hour, not including tip, then take your pick.”

Wyatt hands her a card. “Two hours.”

“Done.”

She slides the card through a reader hidden on the side of her chair.

You feel her eyes on you.

“Choose your company.”

Wyatt takes your hand and whispers in your ear. “Who do you want?”

You feel like a kid in a candy store. You finally settle on a statuesque blond. She leads you up to a room. From across the the hall you hear screams of ecstasy.

“Wyatt, I want to see your cock in her ass.”

The blonde gives her ass a wiggle. “Mm, give it to me.” She says in a heavy foreign accent.

Soon you’re all naked. Wyatt pushes her down on the bed and impales her. You are a bit jealous as he drives into her. You dive into her sex and begin teasing her clit with your fingers.

She moans, clearly enjoying her job. Suddenly, she gives a cute little scream and your fingers are soaked. You lick them.

“Wyatt, I’ve waited long enough. Get that cock in my pussy. You, lick my ass.”

Suddenly, you’re the center of attention. Wyatt’s big cock is buried deep inside you and the blonde is rimming you, while pinching your nipples. You enjoy each thrust.

“Fuck me!”

They continue. You are on the edge when Wyatt grabs your hair and gives a yank. You scream as an orgasm shatters you.

All three of you lay on the bed. You sit up. You are parched. You turn to the blonde.

“Where can I get some water?”

“Machine down the end of hallway.” She says in a tired voice.

You slip on panties and grab a five. You slide into the vending machine. It spits it back out and you try again. The five slips into the slit and you get what you want.

You feel hands massage your back. It feels wonderful. You turn. It’s the woman in charge. Her latex business suit clings to her luscious curves.

“Hello, dear. I have a proposition for you.”