LUST

Desire

Jessica lay in her plush bed naked and tired. She chuckled at herself, she had definitely stolen his manhood. He had become her toy and she relished in every moment his body involuntarily responded to her. Every throb and jerk of the c**k, c*m for every hole. Jessica’s body began to respond to her memories. She stood from her bed when a knock came at the door. “Come in!” Jessica said as she stood naked and waiting to see who was at the door. Kendra, one of the girls assigned to replace sheets after each session, walked it. “Hey Jess,” Kendra was a sweet girl. Jessica didn’t know why she would even want to work here. “You have another appointment downstairs. I’ll go ahead and switch sheets and clean up.” Kendra walked towards the bed as Jessica goes to the bathroom to shower. “Tell him to give me about 30 minutes to bathe.” Kendra nods and Jessica steps into the bathroom closing the door behind her. 

In the shower Jess lathered soap along her body, she had long ago gotten used to being used for s*x. Her body simply responded after a while, whether she wanted it or not. Jessica thought about how her father would pimp her out several times in one evening to make money for alcohol and drugs. When she started working here, she promised herself that she would have control each and every time. She started caressing her own body, her mahogany skin dripping with water and soap. Her breasts weren’t huge but it satisfied plenty of clients. She had always felt like her n*****s were a bit small, the areolas no bigger than the size of a quarter. Her firm ass was a bit more than a handful when gripped and spanked. f**k, she loves that the most. Jessica felt her p***y throb as she thought about it.

Brendon sat in the lobby for roughly a half-hour before being taken to a bedroom in the back. As he stepped into the room a woman emerged from a connected bathroom naked and dripping. Brendon felt like his d**k would explode on site. Her full ebony lips curved into a smile, she grabbed a towel from the bedpost and dries off. The door closes behind him as the lady who led him here leaves. “Do you all live here?” Brendon was curious to know. He had never seen any of these people before, but yet here they all are living not too far from many areas he has worked in. Jessica let out a small giggle, “No. We don’t live here. Just figured our clients would be comfortable on beds.” Brendon nods his head in understanding. He steps closer to her and her eyebrows raise in amusement. His hand reaches out to gently touch her curly shoulder-length hair, noticing the difference in their skin complexion.