Flavia was moaning louder. I stuck another finger into her and continued with my tongue on her clit.
The man pulled out his cock from my ass and started to jack himself off. He sat on the bed and said: I want to see both of you eating each other out. We rearranged ourselves on the bed and Flavia was now on top of me. I opened my legs and she did the same. I licked her clit again and let out a moan when I felt her warm tongue on my pussy too. I rubbed my fingers against her clit roughly and she moaned loudly. Flavia stuck her tongue in my hole. That felt really good. I never thought I'd like sex with a girl.The guy stood behind Flavia on his knees and stick his cock into her pussy. I continued to lick her clit. Flávia seemed to be enjoying it a lot.
The guy still had a rock hard erection. And we needed to do something about that.
He made me stand in front of him and sucked on one of my boobs while He squeezed the other.
He took his cock out of Flavia's pussy and laid us both on the bed. He knelt down next to our faces and masturbated, fast. He then finally came onto our faces. But neither Flávia or I had came yet.
He looked as if he cared about making us cum. Which was weird not many clients care about our pleasure. He was readjusting himself on the bed to give us oral.The guy sucked on my clit divinely and Flavia suck along with him. That felt so good. I good feel the adrenaline about to explode in me.
I was breathing heavily trying to catch my breath. I arched my back in enjoyment.
And I came. Then he went over to Flávia gave her oral and she came too.
He sloppy kissed us them went to shower. We were all exhausted, but it had been worth it. The guy was good and he knew what he was doing.
Flavia and I were thrown on the bed both trying to get our breathing rate normal again. She looked at me and laughed. Flavia: "Are you sure you only had sex with one guy before being a prostitute?" I laughed and rolled my eyes.
Flavia: "I'm serious. Girl, you know what you're doing! Now I know why you get 50 guys a night."
Manuela: "That's an exaggeration." I laughed.
We were silent for awhile then I climbed on top of her. She looked at me.- "What are you looking at?"
Flávia: "You. Since you're so hot."
Manuela: "I know. Just don't go crazy over me."
Flavia: "Would I have any chances with you?" She faked a pout with her lips.
I just gave her a quick kiss. It was impulsive. But She didn't think much of it.-"Ugh.. sorry, I thou..." She didn't let me finish and pulled me in. The rest of my sentence was muffled. It took me by surprise because I really didn't expect it.
It was good kiss and it didn't mean anything anyways so none of us pulled away. We were already in the mood and being paid for it so why not?She wrapped my tongue in hers and I lightly sucked on hers.
The guy came out of the shower and caught us kissing.
Bernard: "You guys are such sluts. If I could I would fuck you both day and night." Flávia and I stopped kissing when he started talking.
I got out of Flavia's lap and started dressing. She did the same.
Manuela: "That was well worth it." I smirked at him before I left the room with Flá. And of course he just had to slap our ass one last time.
As we walked away I swayed my hips a little knowing that he was probably staring at my ass
Flavia: "He was one of the best clients I had in a long time." I smiled- "I know right. Hopefully this wasn't his last time coming here."
We walked back to the dressing room. Helen was standing in the doorway, with an angry look on her face.
Helen: "20 clients today Manuela! Twenty! And you take this long with just one? I will give you less than half of what you earn today if you don't get to all of them" she yelled at me.
Manuela: "It's my vagina. I take however long I want." Right then and there, I don't know what got into me. I instantly regretted what I said to her.
The girls looked at me terrified when they heard me. I wasn't afraid of Helen.. or at least I could keep telling myself that until I actually believed it.
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Professional Prostitute (unedited)
RomanceManuela was tired of being abused by her father. She ran away from home with some clothes and absolutely no money or food. But what she didn't know was what was coming her way. Was being a prostitute her only way left of surviving? What happens whe...