"Peter."
"Well, Peter. Let me answer your questions so we can get through this night with no hiccups whatsoever. I gave you the card because you looked absolutely crushed and could use my services. And yes, those services do in fact include sex, but there's a lot more that comes with it, like a person to talk to. I don't watch the clock, none of my girls do. We want to make you feel comfortable before, during and after. No rush, and always ready to listen and talk about any issues you might have. I pride my business on providing the ultimate GFE. If someone wants the pornstar kind of thing, they can talk to my competitor, I'll even give them a recommendation. I do this because I like sex and think women who want to do this should be safe and only have the right clientele who aren't going to just pump and leave. If a young woman wants to do this, she should feel safe and also be doing to build towards something else. Does that answer any and all of your questions?"
"Yeah...yeah it does."
"Good," said Sophia. A warm smile came to her face as she walked towards Peter, her stiletto heels clicked and clacked on the hardwood floor. "Do you like how I look Peter?" I know it's cliché a bit...but I think it works, don't you?"
"Yes...it's very, very..um.."
"Hot?"
"Yes, god yes."
Sophia laughed. She liked him. She always knew how to pick the right people to be possible clients.
"Do you want to kiss me, Peter?"
"Very much so."
"Then come here." Peter walked up to Sophia and the two locked lips. It was deep and passionate, the two wrapped In each other's arms without even realizing it. Sophia's hands untucked his white shirt while his reached for a zipper behind her costume, but found none.
"Let me take care of that," she said, pulling down the top of her outfit, revealing her full, supple breasts. They weren't huge, but they were a delightful handful that Peter wasted no time in getting to no.
Sophia's smokey voice trailed in a happy moan as Peter kissing ad sucked her tits. Her hands tussled his shaggy hair wile his tongue circled her nipple, flicking a bit before sucking it in his mouth. Sophia hissed the air between her teeth. She gently moved Peter's mouth from her tits to her face, lightly kissing him again before leading him to her huge couch. He had him sit down, then sunk to her knees. Her hands roamed over his inner thighs, moving to his crotch and massaging the bulge in his pants.
"Mmm, that feels good." She said. "Can't wait to feel that hard flesh. And I know it's going to be so hard for me." She reached to unbuckle his holster belt then unzipped his trousers. Her brown eyes never left his, nor did the sexy smile leave her face as she reached in and grabbed his cock, fishing it out.
Peter moaned as she began to pump him with her hand, working slowly, achingly slowly. Sophia was having fun to, watching his face get lost in pleasure, feeling his cock harden in her hand...one of the perks of the job. The many, many perks. The moment he was at full mast, Sophia took Peter cocks in her mouth, making the young man groan in pleasure at the sensation of Sophia's hot, wet mouth. That sound always made Sophia wet. With her mouth on his cock, Sophia's hand grasped at Peter's trousers, him raising ass up enough for her to pull them down. With everything no exposed, Sophia could really work some magic, her mouth and tongue sucking, twisting and turning on Peter's dick while her hands massaged and fondled his full balls.Sophia was a world class cock sucker, and loved showing off. She loved doing just enough to keep the man just on that precipice where they'd lose it, give them just enough room to hold back...it made the sex hungrier, more passionate. And Peter was getting overcome with that feeling.
Peter reached to Sophia's head, undoing her hair and letting the long brown locks fall. Her held the hair back stil, he wanted to see her face, how she sucked his cock. That was of course, when he could. Sophia knew just howto make him squirm and moan, how to make his eyes shut tight from pleasure. One jerk of her hand, a sweep of her tongue, her nails teasing his balls...oh yeah, she knew what she was doing.
Still, Sophia knew that he was here for a simple blowjob. The amount of money she was charging would be insane just for head. Any good sexual business person knew that. She released his cock then got to her feet. Peter watch while Sophia lifted her skirt, showing off a pair of black satin panties. She peeled them off, daintily placing them on her coffee table before getting ready to mount him. To her surprise, she was stooped by Peter.
"I...I want to eat your pussy," he said. "I...just need to right now."
"Of course," she smiled, rubbing his cheek. "Have at it, Peter." She took off her heels and set them aside too, then stood on the couch, her glistening pussy at the perfect height for Peter.
He reached under her skirt, feeling the warm flesh of her ass and brought his face forward.
"Oooh...ohh yesss," moaned Sophia. He hand moved to the back of his head, holding it while Peter sucked and licked at her clit. Her breathing got a bit more intense as his fingers joined in, entering her, working around inside her. Her legs trembled a bit and her hand grasped at his hair, almost pulling it as she made a fist.
"Oh...fuck...fuck that's good...mmmm..." Sophia knew she couldn't take much more of this, not even if he wasn't going on full throttle. She already felt a little weak in the knees in the best way possible. She backed off and looked down at him, smiling that sexy and warm smile of hers. "Now we really get down to it."
Peter leaned back as Sophia lowered herself down. She stopped to grab his cock, teasingly rubbing it at her opening, making him shiver a bit before sinking down on him. Once he was all the way in, she placed her hands at his shoulders and started to ride.
"Oh...oh damn...oh Sophia," he winced. His hands grabbed her ass, squeezing the cheeks as she slowly rode him, the two savoring every single feature of the way the other felt. Sophia liked it this way...it made her feel amazing and the guy feel the same. It's what GFE was all about to her...making casual sex between two strangers feel close and personable. The ultimate release in her view.
Peter was in no position to disagree agree. Sophia leaned forward, allowing him to kiss her as her tempo ever so slightly built up. He moaned into her mouth as their tongues collided, giving Sophia and extra little jolt. Her hands softly caressed his cheeks, making sure his gaze was on her, watching her as he fucked her.
"Mmmmm, keep going Peter...I love this cock...filing me up so good," Sophia said, her husky, sexy voice adding the perfect spice to her erotic moans. "Keep fucking me...enjoy it...everything...every sensation...mmmm baby don't stop..."
She leaned back,, bucking her hips at a faster pace, her maid's dress now completely bunched up around her waist. The sweat on her body made her body glimmer and glow a bit in the candle lit room. Peter moved one hand to her back, caressing it and holding her up while the other went to her clit, his thumb rubbing the aroused nub in circles as the two went faster and harder, the hunger growing and growing.
"Soph...Sophia...I think...I don't know if I can..."
"Mmmmm, understood sweetheart." She said warmly. "Don't worry...I've got it..." She rose up from him, his cock slick with her juices, and got to her knees. She then took his cock in her mouth, sucking it fast, yet tenderly, urging Peter to fill it up with his cum, her brown eyes begging fro every last drop in a way words couldn't pull off. As she sucked, her hand was between her legs, working herself over, every second bringing her closer as well.
"Oh...fuck..FUCK!!" Peter cried, exploding cum into Sophia's experienced mouth. The brunette hungrily swallowed every stream, shuddering herself as she came as well. The brief pause made a dribble of cum leak out the side of her mouth, a site that got a few extra shots to escape Peter's cock.
With every drop drained, Peter slumped down on the couch, sweaty and out of breath. Sophia soon joined him, showing him a mouthful of his cum before swallowing it down. She cuddled close to him, peter getting the hint and wrapping his arm around her.
"That was... just...I can't even say," Peter said.
"Mmm, all part of the job." Sophia replied. Now, comes the next part...do you need tot alk about anything? And I mean anything."
"Anything?"
"Yeah. It's what makes my brand of GFE unique. If you have an problem, my girls, and myself, are always here to listen, before or after the act. So...anything?"
*****
It didn't take long for Demi and Jesse to find themselves in the skeezy motel room. That was a good thing. NO wasted time meant more time to ravage each other. They burst through the door, lips locked and in focus to fuck. Jesse kicked the door shut, fumbling for the deadbolt while Demi kissed, him, barely breaking, her teeth mildly biting on his lower lips. IN a flash his black tie was gone and his belt was pulled out the loop, tossed aside as well. Demi tore his shirt open, buttons flying all over the room. Demi's lips went to his chest, kissing, leaving a trail of wet kissing down it until she was on her knees. She unzipped and yanked Jesse's pants down, his hard cock springing free. The moment it was out, Demi had it in her hand, jacking Jesse's cock, her fist a blur. Jesse could only moan. No words were going to fit in this moment but the filthiest, and it wasn't quite time for that yet. Her brown eyes gaze at him, a fierce and intense fire behind them before she engulfed his cock to the root, deep-throating him on the first go and holding him.
"Fuck, Demi!" Jesse yelled. His eyes rolled back as she held him there. After a few more seconds, Demi pulled back. She was gulping in air, a big grin on her face. She then went back to Jesse's cock, sucking him hard and fast.
She stopped again, just to make one demand. "Fuck my face." she gasped. "Fuck my throat with your cock, Jesse."
"Oh you're gonna get that," Jesse sneered. "Gonna fuck your face Demi..."
Demi took him in her mouth and Jesse grabbed her head and started to fuck her face, just like she asked. It was hard. It was fast...but not without passion. Demi loved this feeling...she wanted it, she asked for it, she got it. If she wanted him to stop, he'd do it...but now...seeing how ravenous she'd made him was making her sopping wet. The sound of Demi's throat being fucked was wet and rhythmic, the lugging sounds mixing well with Jesse's own near-feral moans and groans. Jesse pressed forward, his cock deep in Demi's throat. He held there for a bit before pulling out. A long string of saliva connected his cock to her mouth as Demi caught her breath. That's when Jesse wanted something new.
"Stand up," Jesse said. Demi did so and the moment she was on her feet Jesse took hold of the zipper of her vinyl body suit and pulled it down, revealing Demi's gorgeous nude form before him.
A slight smile was on Demi's face. It was eager, hungry, yearning for what would come next, whatever that would be. Jesse spun Demi around so she was facing the bed. He then got on his knees behind her, his face right in line with the epic booty of Demi Lovato. Everyone...EVERYONE knew Demi had a top tier ass. Demi knew, and flaunted it...when she wanted to do.
"Oh...ohhh baby yeah," Demi moaned. Jesse wasted not a second, he pressed his face into her ass, tonguing her starfish and fingering her sopping cunt. "Mmm...fuck eat that ass...eat that fucking baby....oh fuck yessss...." It was hard to say who was enjoying this more, Demi or Jesse. The pleasure was making Demi tremble, crave the inevitable next act.
Jesse was just as lust drunk, happier to be face first in Demi's ass than he had been to be anywhere else. But he too knew, he could only eat ass, even one as perfect as Demi's, for so long. Jesse got to his feet and spun Demi around once more, almost knocking her to the bed. Demi laughed as she hit the mattress, a laugh soon silenced by a hungry kiss as Jesse climbed on top of her. His lips trailed from her own to her neck, Demi's smiling face emanating more moans than joyous laughter as Jesse thrust his cock into her wet, hot pussy. The sex was hot and fast, but not without affection. There were kisses and caresses in between the grunts, groans, and sounds of slapping flesh. Her legs wrapped around his waist, ankles locked tightly. Demi's finger nails raked Jesse's back, digging into the flesh as he went harder and faster.
"Oh...oh fuck Jesse...that's it." She gasped. "Fuck my pussy...fucking pound it...ungg...take my cunt...FUCKING TAKE IT! TAKE ME!! FUUUCK YES!!"
Demi's hands went from Jesse's back to the head board, grabbing the bars tight as he began fucking her so hard it hit the wall, a fast rhythmic beat joining to sounds of the room, the symphony of raunchy, dirty, desperate and hungry sex. Everything was amazing, Demi was everything Jesse had fantasized about and vice versa...if not bit hotter. He pulled out of her and said one sentence, three words.
"Hands and knees."
"You got it," Demi said, a sexy confidence in voice. She bit her lower lip and cocked her eyebrow as she got in position, her hands grasping the headboard again while he brown eyes looked forward. "Go ahead and fuck me...put that cock back in me, Jess."
His hand glided over her curvy ass, smacking her cheek before grasping her hip and re-entering her. "Fuuuuck baby," he growled. "Fuck yes..."
It didn't take long after entry for the hot andfrantic pace to build up again and the headboard to start knocking the wall.
"Fucking take that pussy Jesse!" She cried. "It's your...fuck....fucking take it...oh fuuuuck don't fucking stop please baby keep going!"
As Demi begged for more, Jesse prepared to give her just that. He pulled her up, her back to his chest and reached his arms around. He kissed her neck while his hands mauled her tits, Demi's passionate moans throwing fuel on the fire, urging him to do more..more...more! He grabbed her hand and moved it between her legs, the two working together in stimulating her her clit, which switched Demi into a whole new gear.
"OH MY GOD!" she cried out with a trembling voice. "Oh fuck yes! Fuck I'm gonna cum...oh fuck fuck fuck gonna fucking cum! Don't stop...fuck I'm gonna cum on your cock!"
With one last, pleasurable but desperate cry Demi came, shaking in Jesse arms as her cunt convulsed on his cock, making it a Herculean effort to not shoot in her the moment she came. Jesse pulled it off...he had his mind on a different prize. He laid a very happy and satisfied Demi forward, kissing her should as she laid on hee stomach prone.
"Mmmm, did you cum too?" She asked, delirious and dick drunk.
"Not yet." Jesse said as he pulled out. His hands ran over her ass, massaging the cheeks. "Was kind of hoping for one last thing before I gave in."
"My ass?" she asked knowingly. "Mmmm, do it...I want you to...fuck my ass Jesse. I'd be disappointed if you didn't take that booty."
"Well, if you insist." He joked. He leaned over to kiss her before he got in position, pressing his cock against that tight opening. Both took a deep breath and then...he was in. "Holy shit you're tight...fuck baby..."
"Fuck my ass...mmm...shoot your cum in my ass...fuck it till you cum...ohhhh, fuuuck yeah..."
Jesse built up a hard pace quickly, desperately need that moment of utter bliss, to let loose up Demi's ass. He need to cum...fill up Demi's asshole...and Demi needed it to...she loved anal...and it'd been way, way too long since any cock had been up there.
"Uh...oh..fuck...fuck Demi...oh I'm gonna...I'm gonna..."
"Oh fuck shoot in my ass! Cum in me!!"
"Oohhh FUCK!!!" Jesse cried out,slamming into Demi's asshole one last time before collapsing on top of her, shooting every last drop of cum he had n her bowels.
The two breathed deep, desperately trying to catch their breathes in the ecstatic afterglow of the sex. It was Demi who was first was able to string together a sentence.
"So," she said, a smile on her face. "We totally need to do this again...but with something like dinner and a movie first."
"Sure thing," Jesse answered.
"Cool."
*****
"Look, you can tell me whatever you want, Sophia said. She'd been trying to reassure Peter it was okay to speak with her. In fact, it was what she prided her business on, that her clients could talk to her, or any of her employees. Advice, or just someone there to listen. A real GFE experience. "Nothing to be ashamed of, no judgement....it's not because I'm completely naked now, is it?"
"Oh no, not at all." replied Peter. "Though...holy shit you're beautiful."
"Thanks," Sophia said. "Now, how about you tell me why you looked so down in class this week, and why you called that number tonight."
"Okay...it's a girl."
"It tends to be," Sophia smiled. "I hope it's not a girlfriend thing. I don't like to book guys who already have girlfriends. The only exception are loveless marriages, but you're way too young for that."
"No, not really. Someone I thought of maybe one day having that with...she's never seen it that way. We've gotten close a few times, but I'm not her type. I know it's a cliché that the good girls are addicted to assholes...but holy shit Sophia, she LIVES this cliché to an insane degree. I thought we were friends...but it's also obvious at this point that's really only when she wants it. All with the cherry on top of getting a front row seat to seeing her fuck her new guy. So...I guess I was just needing to forget things. That's when I remembered your card."
"Okay," Sophia said. She took a seat right next to Peter, draping her arm around him. "So, it sounds like you loved someone, and they didn't reciprocate..and it turns out you weren't even the friends you thought. And that SUCKS. I'm not going to sugarcoat that. But, you didn't hold out for her, obviously. I mean, you're no virgin. So...go look elsewhere. Whatever happened tonight, that's your clean slate. Your past is the past. Look back on it fondly where applicable, but don't live there. And if it ever gets to be too stressful, well, you have my number. And you haven't even seen the rest of my girls."
Sophia leaned over, kissing Peter one last time, a goodnight kiss. "But right now, I need to get some sleep. I'll see you in class...or maybe sooner."
It wasn't too long before Peter was redressed and out the door, a spring in his step. That was honestly exactly what he needed. It 100% cleared his head, and it was going to make getting a good night's sleep a lot easier. After a quick stop to check in one Sabrina, who was still out like a light but now snoring like a chainsaw. With that done, he made his way back to his dorm. He passed the party on the way, still raging, it held no interest for him though.
He headed in the back way and made his way up to his room and changed into more suitable sleeping attire, just some pajama bottoms and an old, worn out t-shirt. Despite the clothing however, he wasn't ready for sleep. He was feeling hungry, and decided to head to the make-shift student union, a food truck just outside the dorm to take care of the late night hungry crowd while the student union was currently occupied. He went down the min way this time, walking through the social room where he saw Hailee sitting on the couch.
"Hi." she said, her voice still energetic and chipper. "I didn't think I was going to see you again tonight. How's Sabrina?"
"Passed out and probably going to wake up with a massive hangover. I left her with a bottle of aspirin and a jug of Gatorade to greet her in the morning."
"That's nice of you. So...wanna watch Night of the Living Dead with me?"
"You know what? Yes. Yes I would. I was going to go to the truck out front, get some food."
"Taken care of!" Hailee said, grinning wide. "I got chicken fingers, boneless wings with extra sauce. Red sauce too so it looks like blood...got chicken nachos...I feel like going full carnivore for snacks is perfect for a movie about zombie flesh eaters."
"You logic is sound and the food is plentiful." Peter walked over to the couch and sat right next to Hailee. "Drinks?"
"I brought some water from my room. And the blu ray player is hooked up. All that's left is to turn off the light and press play." Peter looked at Hailee, a smile on her face and her almond shaped eyes sparkling just a bit. Her reached over to the main lightswitch and shut it off.
"Let's start." Hailee pressed play on the remote and rested her head on Peter's shoulder, snuggling in for the night. It was a perfect place to start.