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Midtown Memoirs Ch. 01

By: Willie_Nailer



Author's Note: This is the first part of a larger series. Although there is some story development, it does get into it fairly quickly. This is my first submission, I hope you all enjoy it.

Midtown Memoirs - Part 1 - The Bus Ride

I commute to a large city in the Eastern US from my suburban splendor. Working in the city affords some great financial advantages, not to mention the delicious amount of young, ripe pussy walking around during these beautiful spring days. I am not a player, never claimed to be, but I find I have a way with certain women... vulnerable women, who are tired of being treated like shit by their husbands, boyfriends, fiancées, whomever. I am not a model, famous, or insanely rich, but what I do possess is an innate sense about what to say and what to do to make a woman feel good about her, and when that happens, that's when the fun begins.

A little about myself, I am no Adonis, but I am not ugly either. I am in my mid 30s, 6'1" tall, about 205lbs, decent looking with no noticeable standout features. My "goods" are average in length and girth, but there are two aspects of my physiology that makes me a little... different. First, my cock bends dramatically to one side and slightly up which helps do amazing things in the "certain" positions. Second, my glands over-produce the amount of seminal fluid needed for ejaculation. I always love the look in a woman's eyes when they finally realize how much is coming out. 

Last week, I was sitting on the bus when this girl, Lisa, gets on and sits across from me. She is about 5'9", brunette, about 115lbs, very lithe, firm and a perfectly tanned skin tone. She looks like a thinner version of model Yasmeen Ghauri, enough that they could be sisters on a quick glance. Her legs are long, slender, and shapely in all the right places... she even moisturizes them while she's sitting across from me, something I always look forward to on days when she wears a skirt or dress. Her ass is round and firm like a nice ripe apple. Lisa's breasts, although on the smaller side, are perfectly proportioned to her body, round and perky with constantly hard nipples. Nice. She's probably a 34-B if I'd have to guess, nothing too big, just right for her small frame. Lisa definitely knows how to walk to get the attention of the men around her. I love walking behind her when we get off or on the bus so I can watch her ass sway from side-to-side. She should be modeling instead of being a paralegal.


You see I've been plotting this out for weeks, getting to know her, seeing what makes her laugh, what she likes, what she dislikes, etc. Come to find out, she's got this loser of a boyfriend who has been stringing her along for the past 5 years, while she's been waiting patiently and treating him like gold. Mr. Overnight Deliveryman is failing at almost everything, and in fact, I've even come to find out that he's cheating on her with some older and far less attractive women. This is where I make my move. I've been harmlessly flirting for the last few days, dialing it up a notch each day. So far, she welcomes my advances, if you call them that, and playfully flirts back. The problem I am facing now is that I am actually becoming enamored with her, which is unusual for me. Normally, I don't let my emotions get the best of me; this is after all, a quest for pure physical pleasure. But Lisa seems different. I actually find her very beautiful and sexy, smart and funny, worth much more than a "slam-bam, thank you ma'am." Am I falling for her? Shit, that wasn't part of the plan, especially considering we've never been together and I haven't revealed much of anything about me.

Lisa is sitting across from me. We've exchanged smiles and "hellos" and she begins to moisturize those long, sexy legs. Lisa is dressed in a tight, yellow sundress with a short white knit sweater draped over her shoulders. I'm surprised that she gets away with wearing such a short dress to work, but given how hot she is, I'd let her wear nothing at all. She looks absolutely stunning and I tell her so. 

She smiles back, blushes a bit and says, "Aw, you're sweet. My boyfriend could care less how I dress." A slight frown sets in.

This guy must be some piece of work. How could he not be fucking the living shit out of her every day? What a loser! Now it's time for me to make my move. The bus stops to let more people on, and I see that we're going to be pretty full, so I ask her if I can slide in so we can talk some more. She smiles and slides over. I ask her what she's putting on her legs, it reminds me of fresh melon.

"Oh, this... just something I picked up. You like it?" she replied.

I tell her it smells great and it makes her legs shine.

She continued, "and it makes them soft and supple, here feel."

To say I was beside myself with shock would be an understatement. Here I am, next to this beautiful young woman, who has not given me any inclination that she is interested beyond our current commuting friendship, and she is grabbing my hand and placing it on her smooth, toned legs. I kept my hand on her thigh, savoring the moment, and began moving up slowly, underneath her skirt as she closed her eyes. I was expecting her to stop, but she let me continue upwards until I was about to reach her panties, when she quickly opened her eyes and let out a gasp. I moved my hand off her thigh and she had a look of lust in her eyes.

She looked at me, smiling wryly and said, "I was hoping we'd sit together today and I was really hoping you'd finally commit. You've been flirting with me for weeks and I thought you'd never make a move." 

I couldn't even respond. I just had my mouth open, with a loss for words.

Lisa leaned in and whispered gently, "I am glad you did. It would've been a shame to let all my work go to waste."

Just then, she slowly reached down and lifted her skirt up showing a completely bare pussy, waxed to a smooth shine. My cock instantly sprang to attention, causing me to shift my weight. It was more gorgeous than I had imagined. Immaculately groomed, not a spot of hair, with perfectly formed lips and clit. I could see some moisture glistening between the pink folds and desperately wanted to taste her. Lisa took notice of my growing bulge and grabbed it through my suit pants with her long, slender fingers.

"Mmmm, I see someone else is as horny as Me." she whispered and quickly licked my ear sending shivers down my spine and causing my rod to jump.

With her other hand, Lisa reached between her legs and parted her sweet tender lips with her index finger, which was now completely coated with her wetness.

She squeezed my cock even tighter and said softly, "I want you..."

I was shocked, and a little nervous, because the bus was virtually full except for the very last seat, the bench seat next to the lavatory, but at this point I wanted nothing more than to have that gorgeous pussy wrapped around my tool. I was getting hornier by the minute and I could tell she was also. Lisa's nipples became rock-hard under her silk blouse. It was then that I realized she had not worn a bra either. 

Suddenly, I asked her about her boyfriend, wondering why the sudden interest.

"Let's just say I'm keeping my options open... wide open," Lisa replied, spreading her legs even more leaving her juices on the seat cushion.

I suggested we move to the last seat for some privacy, which we did in earnest. I stood up and let Lisa out and watched her walk to the last seat. What a great ass. I so desperately wanted to stick my tongue in that tight little bung.

I was relieved to see the person directly in front was asleep with headphones on. No one else was in plain view, unless they needed to use the bathroom. Lisa sat next to the window and gave me another look at her beautiful pussy. I had my suit jacket in my hand and was about to put it in the overhead compartment when Lisa indicated she wanted it.

I sat down next to Lisa, taking in her scent and ravishing her body with my eyes. We snuggled closely and she positioned my jacket across us like it was a makeshift blanket. My cock was practically causing my pants to split at the seams. I could feel the little wet spot from my oozing pre-cum.

Without saying a word, Lisa reached over and grabbed my cock as I let out a hushed grunt. She licked her lips and had a look of pure lust in her eyes. Lisa quietly unzipped my pants and unleashed my stiff rod. She closed her eyes as she stoked up and down its engorged shaft to its bulbous head. I looked around to see if anyone was looking and found everyone pre-occupied. The fact that she was now jerking my dick in the back of a crowded bus was putting me over the edge. 

I reached under the coat and gently stopped her. Her disappointment subdued when I reached underneath with my other hand and worked my way up her thigh. Lisa jumped slightly when I caressed her smooth toned inner thigh, working ever so closer to her hot, drippy slit. She closed her eyes as my fingers nimbly spread her outer lips. She was positively dripping. As I worked my way around her swollen labia, I began to work her clit from side-to-side. A moan erupted from her, which she abruptly concealed in a weak attempt at coughing. I scanned around and no one was any wiser.

As I continued my finger barrage on her clit, Lisa began to bite her bottom lip to stop from moaning out loud. Her eyes rolled back as my finger quickened its pace and her body began to shudder. I knew her orgasm was imminent, so I changed my method to a more precise circular motion. With that, her hips bucked as she let loose a torrent of orgasmic pleasure. My hand quickly parted her outer lips to reveal a pool of her hot and slippery juice. I reached over with my other hand and began to finger fuck her tight cunt. Her eyes quickly opened as her breathing reached a peak. I could swear that people could hear, but no one turned around. We both pulled away, startled, as someone walked into the adjacent lavatory. The door closed and we looked warily into each other's eyes. We both wanted each other badly.

With a continued urgency, I inserted my middle finger into her tight, wet box. She tightened up her vaginal muscles around my digit as her juices flowed onto my knuckles nudged against her folds. I noticed the lavatory door crack open and realized the person was watching us. I began to finger bang her in earnest and Lisa closed her eyes and came again, this time, stronger than the last one. Her mouth was wide open but no sound was made as her body trembled next to mine. Her breathing began to subside and I slowed my pace. I could faintly hear soft moans and breathing from the lavatory, confident that someone else was satisfied too. Lisa's eyes finally re-opened and she reached up and wrapped her delicate fingers around my face and drew me into her lips. We finally embraced as our tongues explored each other's mouths. The swelling in my cock jolted at this very tender embrace.

My hand was completely soaked with her sweet juice. Her pussy was throbbing and sopping wet underneath her skirt. Meanwhile, my cock was practically bursting through the suit jacket draped across my lap. I adjusted myself to conceal the "tent" that was evident. God, I needed to be inside her. Just then, she leaned in and licked my ear sending shivers down my spine straight to my balls. She then whispered into my ear.

"That was un-fucking-believable. I want you right now," she begged.

Lisa leaned down and put her head under my jacket. Suddenly, I felt her wet tongue licking up and down the head of my dick. Her one hand cupped my tightening balls, while the other gently went back to stroking the shaft. She sucked in the head working her way down as her tongue danced all along the way. A few slurping noises escaped and I tried to cover them with a lame cough.

Lisa was a master at giving oral. She was hitting all the right spots sending electric charges to my insides. The fact that I couldn't see what she was doing added to the intrigue. I was bucking my hips as much as I could, while Lisa began to deep throat my rod. She left it dangling down her throat for a few seconds then released it. As she took a quick breather, she started working my slippery cock with both hands. As my bucking increased, I could sense my orgasm building. 

Just then, she furiously engulfed my penis and started bobbing up and down and sucking hard while she continued jerking with one of her free hands. I then noticed the lavatory door had opened up a little more and could hear more sounds of some self-gratification. I heard a female moan from the lavatory and that was all I could take, my balls began to squeeze tightly against my pelvis, I tapped on Lisa's shoulder to let her know what was about to happen. My legs were trembling as Lisa worked my cock down to the hilt. Finally, I felt it. My breathing intensified and became more erratic. I was trying not to be loud, but at this point, this was an awesome blowjob. 

I was about to cum and I was holding onto it as long as I could, while I tapped Lisa's shoulder again. Streams of pre-cum began oozing out of my cock and I heard Lisa hum in acceptance. Figuring that was the green light, I gave one final thrust, and shot a huge load of my thick, creamy sauce into Lisa's awaiting mouth. She kept her mouth steady, sucking just the head as she continued jerking the shaft with her hand. Trying not to bellow out loud, I was quietly grunting when I exhaled as I completely lost all control and wave after wave of intense pleasure brought me to utter blindness.

As my orgasm finally began to subside, my legs stopped shaking and I thought I heard a muffled "Mmmm" followed by a giggle. My dick was beginning to return to its soft form, and Lisa was licking everything she possibly could. When she was finished, she tucked my cock back into my pants and brought her head out. Her hair was slightly tussled, but the look on her face was pure lust and satisfaction. There was a little droplet of cum on the corner of her mouth. She licked her lips sensuously and cleaned it off. I whispered that I had experienced the most intense blowjob of my life. She smiled warmly and snuggled into my shoulder. 

Just then, the passenger exited the lavatory. It was a young Asian woman, in her early 20s about 5'1" tall and 95lbs, with straight and long black hair and beautiful face, albeit a little disheveled. She looked at both of us and mouthed, "That was soooo hot!" And blew a kiss. When she finally reached her seat, she looked back again and winked. I pulled Lisa in close to my body and fell asleep for the duration of the trip.

We both woke up as the intercom blared out that we had arrived. We gathered our things and left the bus separately. As I passed the Asian woman who was still in her seat in the front, she brushed her hand against me and put something in my suit jacket pocket. She winked again as I turned and left the bus, looking for Lisa, but she was gone. I reached into my pocket and found a note. It read, "You two are so hot. I came so hard watching but I need more. I want to fuck both of you together. Call me soon! I need it." It was signed "Sumi" and had her phone number.

Damn, this was going to be a good week.

Midtown Memoirs Ch. 02



Previously in Midtown Memoirs:

I had finally made a move on Lisa and it paid off in spades. Not only did I get a killer blowjob, but I found a note in my pocket from Sumi, our little "voyeur" who wanted to fuck both of us.

As I sit at my desk drinking my large mocha coffee, I can't help but think back to this morning's bus ride. Nice and relaxed, I work comfortably through the rest of the morning until lunch time. Needing a bite to eat, I figure a sandwich at the deli downstairs would be nice and quick. It was then that I remembered the note from Sumi and pulled it out.

"You two are so hot. I came so hard watching but I need more. I want to fuck both of you together. Call me soon! I need it."

I quickly dial the phone number and a girl with a slight Asian accent answers, "Pearl Gardens Spa." I ask to speak to Sumi and the girl answers saying she is with a client and asks if I'd like to leave a message or make an appointment. Knowing that my schedule was clear after lunch, I decide to make an appointment for 1pm, but don't explain who I am, figuring to surprise Sumi. I get directions and can't help but think, "A spa? Was it legit, or one of those 'massage parlors' pretending to be legit?" I quickly get a bite to eat and snag a cab. Although I already had a killer blowjob earlier that morning, my dick twitched in anticipation of meeting with Sumi.

The cab stops outside the shop a few minutes before 1pm. It's a boutique on the East Side near 5th Avenue. At first glance, it certainly looks legit and not like a typical massage parlor. My suspicions are confirmed when I enter through the front door and am welcomed by a nicely decorated and professional looking lobby. A woman sitting in the waiting area was thumbing through a magazine and a man was in the process of buying a gift certificate from a young girl behind the counter. From their conversation, I can assume that this is the girl I spoke with on the phone. She is young and cute, probably 19 or 20, with long black hair and very little makeup. I couldn't see much of her body behind the counter, but it is evident that she still has some "baby fat" in places. This is probably due to the fact that she's still developing as a woman.

After the guy in front of me finishes with his purchase, I approach the counter and check in for my appointment. Her name tag says "Kim" and she says that the room is just being prepared and asks me to take a seat. Before I could even sit down, another woman came out from behind a vine and lattice-work panel and asks me to follow her. She's dressed in a simple light colored nurse's-type uniform and has her hair tied up in a small pony-tail. As I enter the room, she explains that Sumi would be with me shortly and I should undress and lie on the table face-down.

The door closes behind me and I take in the scene. The room is warm and comfortable. There are Asian decorations and artwork, various plants, lit candles, and one of those miniature rock fountains making for a very nice and relaxing atmosphere. I get undressed and grab a towel from the rack near a long counter that had a complete array of oils and lotions. Getting up on the table, I lie face down and try as best I can to arrange the towel over my naked ass. Although some people are uncomfortable with getting a massage in the nude, it is the proper and traditional way, so I figured I would go all out. Plus, I wonder what her reaction will be when she finally sees who it is. If I play my cards right it won't be until I have to turn over.

The candles and rock fountain begin to put me into a very relaxed state, almost to the point where I could fall asleep. Suddenly the door opened and closed quietly. "Hi, I am Sumi, would you like a half or both today?" she asks, wanting to know if I was just going with the back or also the front. I respond telling her "both," my face still buried down in the head-piece of the table. I can hear her taking various bottles from the counter and placing them on a wheeled cart and bringing it next to the table. Her first touch was electric, sending a pulse to my dick and balls. I discretely lift my pelvis up to help alleviate the confined quarters.

Using a variety of techniques and oils, Sumi begins at my feet and rubs my calves and legs. As she reaches the upper part of my legs, she reaches under the towel and discovers no underwear. "Ah, nice to find a traditionalist" she says. She whips the towel off my naked buttocks and begins to massage them thoroughly. My dick was already having a tough time staying soft before, now it is almost rock-hard. There's no way I'll be able to keep it down prior to rolling over, but do I really want to keep it down? Under normal circumstances it would be somewhat improper to turn over with a hard-on, but considering the situation, it's almost warranted.

Time passes and she continues massaging my back, shoulders and neck. Finally, the moment of truth as arrived. As she puts the towel back on me, she asks me to turn over. She turns towards the counter to get a different set of oils, but also possibly to make less awkward for the client. As I make my way, I try to make it not-so-obvious that I have a woody and finally make it on my back. But there's no way to conceal the tent pitched high in the air. With her back to me, I can still tell it is Sumi. She is roughly 5 feet tall, barely 100 lbs and even in the loose-fitting garments, you can tell how sexy her body is, especially her ass and legs. Her hair is long and dark, pulled back in a very high pony-tail, held together by several chopsticks. She finally turns around to walk back to the table and she stops quickly with a gasp. Our eyes meet and both of our hearts flutter in the excitement. She looks me over, seeing the tent pitching under the towel and smiles, somewhat eagerly.

Quickly, Sumi goes over to the door and locks it and places her finger up to her mouth to let me know to be quiet. Pressing a button, some very light music comes out of the speakers and she increases the volume gently. Before my eyes, she begins to undress, taking off her shoes first, and then her top. A very sexy and lacey demi bra is slipped off to reveal some remarkable breasts for a small girl. They were nice round handfuls, full b-cups and probably implants, but they were super nice. Her skin tone was a golden tan and smooth. Next, she removed the chopsticks from her hair and shook it out. Surprisingly, it came down to her lower back, just perfect for the times doing doggie style when she needs a good "pull." Finally she removes her pants and matching lace thong panties, revealing a neatly trimmed strip of jet-black pussy hair. She was fucking sexy as hell and my cock is now throbbing with desire. I begin to sit up and she quickly motions me to lie back down. She removes the towel to reveal my rod standing at attention. Sumi licks her pursed lips and comes to whisper close to my ear, "You should've told me you were coming, I would've set up something special, but I certainly love the surprise" and nibbles my ear lobe sending a chill down my spine.

Sumi then proceeds to complete her "normal" massage of my front, all the while, coming ever so close to my cock, but never, ever touching it, with the exception of breathing hot air on it. I was losing my mind as pre-cum began to ooze from the slit. Finally, Sumi came up on the table between my legs and began licking and sucking on my cock. I was so jacked up from the massage that I unleashed a torrent of cum into her awaiting mouth. My mind went wild as I experienced one of the most incredible orgasms ever. She began to moan and sucked me dry as she slurped down all of my hot seed. Sumi's eyes met mine with my cock still in her mouth and let it go with a "plop." The smile on her face indicated satisfaction and she continued to rub the entire front of my now, spasming body.

Grabbing two towels and a bottle from her cart, she then proceeds to lead me to a door at the back of the room and opens it to reveal a small bathroom and shower. Turning on the water, she pushes me into the shower and begins to wash the oils and lotions off of my body. The warm mist of the shower, coupled with her strong and firm hands, brings my cock to life again. At this point, I could not neglect Sumi anymore. 

I kneel down and lift her up; placing her dripping wet pussy onto my face. I then begin to eat and lick every ounce of her steamy hot box. Her body shudders as she moans giving me a hint that she has just had her first of many orgasms. Her clit grows thick and her pussy keeps pumping out more and more juice as I continue to lick her swollen lips. Finally I begin to tongue-fuck her box bringing her to a series of multiple orgasms. As her body begins to stop shaking, I lift her off my face and we quickly rinse and dry off. 

As she was about to wrap the towel around herself, I surprise her by picking her up and embracing her with a long and deep tongue kiss. We explore each other's mouths for what seems like an eternity, as I carry her to the massage table. We finish our embrace and I climb up, my dick pointing north again. Her eyes are begging me and I naturally oblige. Spreading her legs wide, I come up between them and lift her pelvis to meet my cock. I place my head against her glistening lips and with one long thrust, enter her tight vagina. God is she tight, tighter than anyone I have ever experienced, but she was also burning hot and wet as can be. Her wetness covers my shaft with every thrust as her small body takes every inch of me. I begin to squeeze her awesome tits as our bodies find a sensuous rhythm. I build up speed, finally grabbing her legs and bringing them together on my shoulder. I was fucking her senseless now, her screams being muffled slightly by the music and fountain. As I drew nearer to my orgasm, I began kissing and licking her feet and ankles. She grabs onto my thrusting hips and says forcefully, "Fuck me harder and shoot that hot load on me! Cum on meeeeeeeee!" As she screams off in ecstasy, I feel my orgasm coming up from my balls. I quickly take her legs off my shoulder and she grabs them and spreads them wide. With a few final thrusts, I slide my cock out of her wet snatch and begin shooting ropes of cum onto her tight stomach, reaching all the way up to her nice round globes. As the last bit oozes out of my deflating cock, Sumi begins to rub my sauce all over her tanned body, moaning in the process. Completely out of breath, I lean down to kiss her on the lips and neck. She looks up at me and smiles, and then kisses me deeply on the mouth. I gently get off the table and help her sit up. She wobbles slightly when walking to her clothes and we quickly get dressed. The room smells like sex, but the candles were quickly taking care of it. She wipes up any evidence of our sex-capade off herself and the table and with a quick kiss to the cheek, leaves the room with a noticeable bow-legged stride.

I finish getting dressed myself and make my way up front, feeling absolutely awesome. I pay for my "massage" and Kim gives me an envelope with my receipt and a brochure inside. I then ask if she would give something to Sumi. I take one of their business cards and write my name and cell phone number on it. With that, I smile, and leave to catch a cab back to work, something I don't feel like doing at this point.

Before I get back to the office, my cell phone rings and it's Sumi. She says briefly that I had left something at the shop and that I could pick it up anytime. I didn't think I left anything there, but then she says that she would also be glad to set up an appointment with my "friend." We hang up and I think, "Ah, Lisa, I still have to find a way to get her involved in this, but how?"

Back in the office, my phone rings and it's my friend Jim. He wants to get a drink after work and considering how well my day has been, I'm beginning to agree. Cutting out early, I head over to meet him at our normal watering hole. Shit, I definitely gotta tell him about this, and maybe he might have an idea or two about involving Lisa with Sumi.



Midtown Memoirs Ch. 03



Previously in Midtown Memoirs:

Today has already been an "All-Time Best" starting with a killer blowjob from Lisa on the ride to work, and then fucking Sumi, our sexy little voyeur, senseless at her spa. Now I've still got to figure out how to bring Lisa and Sumi together for a threesome and decide to ask my buddy Jim for some advice at our favorite after-work bar.

Sitting at the corner, I've already started on my first martini of the evening when my buddy Jim walks in and takes a seat next to me. Melanie, our favorite bartender, a voluptuous auburn-haired glamazon, brings over one for him as well.

"Wow, now that's service, but what if I wanted something else?" Jim asks.

I quickly tell him that he's too predictable, especially after work, so I took the liberty of pre-ordering and kept his chilled until he arrived. After a quick "salud" we begin to imbibe in our $12 drinks and make our way to one of the booths, taking in the local "scenery." 

I tell Jim about the day's events so far, to which he immediately scoffs at and says, "Bravo Sierra, dude." So I take out Sumi's note and pass it to him across the table. He looks at it and begins shaking his head.

"Yo. You've got to be the luckiest sonofabitch ever," he exclaims, raising his glass, "because you don't even try and end up stepping in shit." 

I have to retort the fact that Lisa was weeks of hard work and patience, while Sumi was pure luck. Besides, he is not unlucky in the lady department either. Whether it's at a sporting event, out at a bar, or just walking on the street, he's been able to strike up a conversation with beautiful women and end up with their numbers or more often, in their pants.

I try to explain my predicament about not knowing how to include Lisa, a girl I really don't know except for what she's told me on the bus, into a three-way with Sumi, but Jim is slightly distracted by what, or I should really say, who, is coming on stage.

It was his favorite, "Chrystal" and she is just his type, a hot, brown-hair, brown-eyed Latina with a big, firm rack, a super-thin waist, nice child-bearing hips and an ass that goes "POW!" The only thing keeping her from being totally nude was a piece of string disguised as a bikini bottom. She knows all the right moves to make while on stage and on the pole. I'd personally like to see her on my pole, but she was all Jim's.

After her set, she arrives at our table, sitting down and making some chit-chat with Jim. Seeing her up-close was even more breathtaking. She is the total package, a body built for nothing more than fucking. A waitress comes up and brings two more martinis over to us just as an announcement from the DJ mentions that a new girl is making her debut. Chrystal breaks from her conversation with Jim to quickly tell us both that "Tawny" is a well-known dancer visiting from California and is a "super hot blonde with a special talent" to which Jim replies, "blondes are more his type, while as for me, I like the exotic brunettes" and he begins to rub Chrystal's round ass. With their attention focused back on each other, I decide to check Tawny out.

The music starts playing, and Tawny comes out from behind the curtain to start her set. All I can say is that I do not remember anything going on around me for the next 4 minutes. She was supermodel-hot with a tight body, perfect tits, apple-shaped ass and the most genuinely beautiful face I've ever seen. And shit, does she know how to work the crowd. Although I really don't consider myself to have a "type" I certainly love the fitness-model body and natural blonde hair of this gorgeous specimen, but what the hell is her special talent?

After a little while, I get up from the booth and casually approach the stage with a $50 bill in front of me. She instantly sees it and works her way towards me. I fold the bill length-wise and place it in my mouth, hoping that she would lean in and squeeze her tits together grabbing the bill, while giving me a nice up-close look at those cans, a classic move. Instead, she completely surprises me by sitting down at the edge of the stage, lying back and spreading her shapely legs and then placing them behind her head like a Tyson chicken. Her G-string, which was barely covering anything to begin with, begins to part her luscious lips for some nice camel-toe action. She takes her fingers and lifts the string flossing her swollen cunt and begins rubbing her clit in small circles, finally inserting a digit deep into her pussy. My dick instantly springs to attention like a Marine at 0500. I just continue to stare at her beautiful box when she slips her finger out and brings it up to her mouth. After licking it clean, she gives me the "come hither" finger curl as she goes back to rubbing her clit with one hand, while holding the g-string up with her other. 

I could see her getting off, although with her legs pinned behind her head, she was having a difficult time moving her hips. As I stare at her delicious hole, I start to see a massive moisture build-up and begin to work my way on my hands and knees toward her. She is shaking uncontrollably now as I get about a foot from her peach. Taking the bill out of my mouth, I reach in and place the bill underneath her raised G-string and slide it upwards on her bare pelvis, making sure I rub her juicy slit with a thumb. As I begin to move backwards, still on my hands and knees, she finally begins to finger herself with one hand and rubbing her hard clit with the other. I can barely understand her when she says, "Here it comes sweetie. Oooooooh… Mmmmm… Yeesssssssssssssss!" And with that, her pussy erupted and shot what seemed like a gallon of warm juice 3 feet into the air, not only hitting me square in the face, but it arcing over head. Her orgasm is so hard her entire body starts to shake violently as she nearly passes out on stage, her pussy pulsating as the last drops of juice ooze out of her slit. I'm soaked now, but with the sweetest smelling and most delicious bodily fluid I've ever tasted. I quickly move up and begin quickly licking her dripping honey pot bringing her back to life. She suddenly awakens and comes back to reality. She then removes her legs from behind her head, stands up, takes a bow and begins to collect her things. 

A bouncer comes over looking pissed off, but after checking to see if Tawny was alright, firmly escorts me back to my booth where Jim is laughing and clapping hysterically and Chrystal is screaming. The bouncer whispers in my ear, "Watch it man, none of that out here. After you get cleaned up, Tawny would like to see you in private." Finally coming back to the world of the living, I begin to hear the entire bar cheering and the DJ saying, "Whoaaaa! Give it up for Tawny an' her squirtin' pussy, yo! How's that for a spe-cial talent?!" The waitress had already brought over a couple of bar-towels and I begin to dry my hair, face and shirt.

"Dude, you were caught in a tsunami of pussy juice! Holy shit that was fucking awesome" Jim continues as Chrystal stands up.

"Yeah, that made me so hot, how about that private dance, baby?" Chrystal asks as she leads Jim away.

I was still trying to digest everything that just happened, but my dick was telling me not to bother and get my ass back there to see Tawny. I finished drying off and downed the rest of my drink and make my way towards where the VIP rooms are.

A different bouncer tells me she's in Room 6 and removes the velvet rope blocking off the area. I was about to pull some cash, but the bouncer said it was taken care of. Still, I tipped him a $20 spot. "Thanks… have fun," was his reply.

As I begin to work my way past all the rooms, I see that Room 6 is one of those with a door. Some of the rooms don't have doors and are semi-private, meaning more than 1 couch dance could be going on at the same time. And the couches are only couches in the academic sense; they had cushions and were once meant to be sat on. But the private rooms have doors that locked and nice comfortable leather couches. The only things making them not completely private are the CCTV cameras to make sure the girls are safe and to dissuade the uneducated customer from any hanky-panky.

Passing by Room 5, I notice it's open, and end up doing a double take as I peek in and see Jim fucking Chrystal really hard from behind. Her tits are like big, bouncing balls, as Jim pulls her dark silky hair with one hand and while he spanks her ass with the other. They both seem to catch me peeking at the same time and as a result, begin fucking each other harder and rougher. Chrystal sits up slightly and squeezes her luscious melons as Jim keeps plowing into her snatch. They are now going buck wild with Chrystal slamming hard against Jim's deep thrusts. He begins building up more speed and I can hear his balls smacking into Chrystal like a boxer on a speed-bag. Watching these two fuck is bringing my dick to attention, and I snap out of my voyeuristic trance as I remember I have to meet Tawny. Just as I begin closing the door for them, they both scream in animalistic ecstasy as Jim pulls out and arcs several thick ropes of splooge all over Chrystal's writhing back and ass. I give him a "thumbs up" and close the door.

Finally, I make my way down and knock at Room 6. A woman answers that it's open. I enter the room and see Tawny, sitting on the leather couch in a different outfit than before. She's dressed in a sexy, white lace bra, demi-style, with white thigh-high stockings. I immediately notice that she's not wearing panties as she sits with her legs spread wide while she rubs her pussy bare pussy.

"Come on in, sweetie" she said sensuously, as she pats the area of the couch next to her. I walk over and sit next to her, and place my hand on her thigh, rubbing it softly. She smelled incredible and was a "Perfect 10" if I ever saw one. She stops rubbing herself and shifts her position to face me, then continues rubbing her little nub. I introduce myself and grab her free hand and kiss it gently. She smiles and then without warning pushes me back into the couch, straddling me in the process, and plants a deep kiss on my lips. My cock instantly springs to life as her moist tongue probes my mouth. She moans in satisfaction and then breaks our embrace. I am at a loss for words, but talking was the last thing on either of our minds.

With the gracefulness of a feline, she takes off pants and eyes my stiff rod pointing towards her. Without any delay, she slides down between my legs and begins licking my cock, sending a chill down my spine. I gently push her hair back from her face as her mouth completely engulfs my dick, bringing my head deep into her throat. To say it felt awesome was an understatement. Tawny continues sucking and licking my tool with passion, all the while cupping and gently massaging my sack and taint. I could feel my eruption building, and pulled her head off my cock saying, "Not yet."

"I want more of that delicious juice of yours," I say, as I kick off my pants from around my ankles and push her down on the couch.

"Mmmmmm… there's a whole lot more for you, baby" she replies as she grabs both legs and spreads them, keeping them completely straight, giving me a fantastic view of her juicy cunt. The white stockings were a fabulous addition and only bring my level of excitement even higher.

I begin by licking my finger and gently rubbing her expanding clit in small circles. Her eyes close and she begins to buck her hips slightly. While rubbing her clit I start to lick the sides around her labia, coming closer and closer to her actual lips, which were soaking wet by now. As I remove my finger from her clit, I quickly begin to lick her pussy in earnest, grabbing her from under her ass and lifting her lower body up with her legs still spread wide. She tastes like fresh morning dew, covered in sweet, sweet nectar and I can't get enough. I begin to tongue-fuck her as I rub her slippery sauce with a finger and begin playing around her backdoor. Her continued moaning gives me the green light as I stop tonguing her pussy and go straight for her ass, licking both together in long strokes. Finally, I insert my tongue into her warm, tight bung as I start finger-banging her twat with quick, fast strokes. Her moaning is getting louder and her hips are gyrating faster as she begins to scream. It's at this point when my face is caught in a wave of pussy juice shooting out of her box like a fire hose. 

"Damn, this is too much," I say to myself as I sit up, my face dripping with her warm, sweet juices, and see Tawny writhing in pleasure. She comes back from her orgasmic trance and yells, "FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEE PLEEEEEZE! Mmmmmmm… I need your cock in me NOW!!!!"

Never to leave a woman begging, I sit down next to her as she gets up and mounts my rod, sliding it in with ease. I don't think I've ever felt something so wet in my life. She begins grinding her body into mine. As I suck on her perfect tits, I grab her thin, tight waist with my hands giving me some good leverage when I slam into her. Her pussy was magnificent, wet and tight and pulsating. She continues grinding her hips making sure my cock is going nice and deep with each stroke. Then she switches to some reverse-cowgirl and leans back on me, continuing her rhythmic dance of lust. We are joined together, belly-to-back, with me grabbing her tits and sucking her neck as she concentrates on hammering down on my cock. She begins riding me harder and goes into her orgasmic trance again, her eyes rolling back into her head and her body vibrating violently. She screams again as she slips off my cock and gushes more juice all over my cock and balls. At this point I can not take much more. "I'm getting close," I whisper in her ear.

Back to reality, she quickly gets off of me and kneels back down between my legs and goes back to sucking my cock, licking the head and deep throating me to the point of gagging. One of her fingers, lubed from her own juices, probes at my ass while my balls begin to tighten. She never lets up her fervent sucking as her finger continues to rub my sphincter, something that I would never expect to turn me on. Right before the moment of truth she slides her finger into my ass and begins pressing hard on my prostate. My legs tighten up and my body shakes as my cock unleashes a massive load of cum into her mouth. There is just too much to handle and she takes her mouth off, while ropes of hot, sticky jizz shoot all over her face and head. My body's spasms start to slow and my grunts turn into an uncontrollable giggle, caused by the raw strength of that blinding orgasm and the pleasures still attacking my now deflating cock. I open my eyes and Tawny is licking my shaft and head clean. Smiling and moaning in pure pleasure.

She reaches for a couple of towels and we spend the next several minutes cleaning ourselves and the couch up as best as possible. Between her juices and my load, it seems like a futile gesture. After wiping up the best we can, I get dressed and stand there, holding Tawny in my arms. 

"That was fucking amazing," I say as I rub her cheek. 

She smiles back and replies, "Back at you, sweetie. Your load was gigantic."

"I guess we make a pretty good team," I add, continuing to look at her beautiful face and eyes.


I give her a little spank and then start to pull out some money. She pushes my hand back and says that she's the one who should be paying. Although that would be kind of cool, I still have to at least tip her, so I pull out three Benjamin's and slide it into her bra. She looks down and shakes her head as if saying it wasn't necessary, but I can see she really appreciates it. I kiss her gently and go to leave when she asks, "Have you ever thought about doing adult films?"

I laugh and thank her for the compliment but she was dead serious.

"Your cumshot was so thick and huge, that you'd make some real good money just on that alone, plus you are a great fuck" she says. Grabbing onto my bicep she comments, "you have an average body, and that can easily be improved, but you have a confidence about you that most guys don't have" she continues, "plus you'd be able to fuck hot porn sluts like me all the time."

I can't believe what I'm hearing. "You do porn?" I ask. 

"I'm visiting from California, I work the dance circuit across the country to promote myself and to make extra cash, but I also do adult films, most recently they've all had to do with my special, um, talent" she explains.

I explain that I already make 6-figures at my real job, and ask whether I could I make more money than that doing porn? She explains that guys don't usually make much, unless they do gay porn (I don't think so!), or have some kind of talent or benefit to bring to the table, either an incredibly large or long cock, or massive money-shots. I fit into the latter category, but I still have never considered doing adult films.

She asks for two business cards, and I write my cell phone number on the back of one, while she writes hers on the back of the other.

"Give me a call if you ever want to fuck again, no questions, no strings, and no money this time," she says. To which I respond, "Unless I start charging now," which made us both laugh. 

We both leave Room 6, hell, it should be called Room Sex, and I make my way back to the booth where Jim is finishing another martini and looking relaxed, but bored. Just one look at my disheveled appearance makes him close his eyes and shake his head in disbelief. "You hungry," I ask him. He responds with a resounding "No… Can we get out of here now before I go broke?" Finally, we settle our drink bill with Melanie and leave, with us both summarizing our experiences in the VIP Rooms. "You lucky prick," Jim said as I casually remind him that he fucked Chrystal's brains out tonight. With a smile on both our faces we head off for home.

Later, as I'm nearly asleep on the quiet bus ride home, I remember that I never got any ideas from Jim about what to do about Lisa and Sumi, but at this point, after the day and evening I just had, I could worry about that tomorrow.