The Taste of Sin

To become a nymph

It's been two whole months since Drea saw Tyrik. And she thought about him every single day. She knew it was stupid for it didn't mean anything to him. She was only an escort..and it was only a business transaction.

She was already half way to her goals. She had ensured to open three different bank accounts so that she could disperse the money she made evenly. That way she wouldn't draw anyone's attention. Her mother's condition was stable but still serious even though they had sent her home. Her cheeks had more colour in them now but her eyes reflected the pain she felt on a daily basis. Sometimes at night, Drea would wake to her mother's sobs. And each time Drea's heart broke a little.

As for the help she had been promised? Bullshit. Just some excuse one after the other. She only had herself to depend on.

"Drea," came an amused voice, drawing her out of her reverie. Drea looked at her friend Mina who was busily applying make up to her face. Mina and Drea became friends a little over a month ago. They met at the Elite playhouse which is where they were now. The house was really for the workers who had to keep up a pretense about the work they do so they could come here and have a place to stay while their love ones assume they were at their 'jobs'.
"Sorry, was just thinking about about my mom," Drea said.

"Girrrlll...you need to stop worrying okay. Your mama gonna be fine. Just keep doing what you doing and you'll have the money in no time. Trust me. My son is as happy as ever, just last week I bought him his laptop so he can do his studies. Sometimes a girl just gotta do what she has to until she can do better," Mina rambled on.

Mina was 21 and she had a 7 year old son with a drug dealer. She said he would beat her, thinking that she was cheating on him whenever males called out to her. Mina was what you'd call a black coolie with big black eyes. Her curly hair long to her thighs and her ass and breasts ample. So Ofcourse men called to her. Her "man" didn't care though. He would beat her black and blue...until one day her son witnessed it and tried to stop his dad. The latter had given her son a hard shove, sending his head into a door post causing a severe concussion. That was the last straw for Mina. She never went back home. Instead she took a bus to a different parish and started working for Wendy. That was 4 months ago.

"I know," Drea replied sadly. That doesn't make it any easier.

"Well I'm gone to ma mister 6'o clock. Give him some chocolate", Mina gave a little grinding move to her hips and they laughed then Mina left.

Two months of having sex....Drea feels as though she knows all there is to it. But there are things she just wouldn't do. She finds herself graving the feel of a man inside her, gripping her-

"Drea," came a voice once again interrupting her thoughts. It was Wendy," I have a booking now. Can you do it?"

"Yes, let me get ready."

Drea showered quickly then donned a black bra with white stripes and a black panty with little white bows at the front. She then drew on a button front jeans dress that stopped midthigh and a pink wedge heels. She then caught her hair up in a messy bun. She knew exactly who the client was and he liked it playful. After the driver came and picked her up she slid her sunglasses in place. Upon reaching the resort, she told the receptionist her name and collected her visitors pass.

Her client was a fat Chinese man. His belly hung low covering his very small privates. The best part of working with him was that he always paid for 3 hours which was $600US and he didn't want sex. Drea kissed his cheek when she walked in.

"Hello Mr kunsoun," she greeted.

"Good evening miss candy," he bared his slightly yellow teeth and his accent heavy," How you today?"

"I'm great sir," Drea replied stripping down to her underwears, " shall we get started?"

"Sure," he laid down on his belly on the bed and that was the end of the conversation for the rest of the session. Drea slowly lathered his fat red blotched back with massage oil, rubbing gently but firmly through his folds of flesh.

After massaging for half hour she took out her satin whip. She then proceeded to lashing him playfully. His grunts of pleasure rented the air.

"Who's a bad bay?" Drea asked.

"Me," her client whimpered. His but cheeks were red by now.

"Yes which is why you're being punished. Now up on your knees," she ordered.

He scrambled on all fours and Drea took out the toy. It was purple, about 5 inches long and 2 inches think. She remembered the first time he asked her to do this. She was petrified...but she wasnt sure if it was of the heinous act he wanted her to do or if it was due to the inkling of anticipation she felt. She slowly lathered the dildo with lubricant and inched it into her client. He groaned loudly...muttering something in chinese.

Drea pumped. Imagine how he would move if he was inside her. She changed her tempo...imagining Tyrik's mortification if he knew she thought of him while she did this. Soon her client began to snort indicating he had reached his peak.

Ten minutes after Drea was in the car heading back to the playhouse.

Let me see him just one more time.

Heeeeyyyyy...I'm so sorry for the long wait. I was having writers block so I had to go do some research looool. Anyways I will try to upload once every week. In the mean time....comment, like, fan, vote etc.