She grins, breathing in deeply as I pull out my cock from inside of her now too sensitive pussy, her whole body shuddering as its thickness passes through her outer lips.
“Stroke it… Stroke it for me…” She tells me, grabbing my wrist and guiding my hand. I do as I’m bid, my fingers grasping my member and moving up and down. I know I can’t hold much longer and, if I try to, something will pop inside my head. “Cum… Cum for me…”
Three words. Three words from her and my cock immediately explodes, warm white semen gushing outward and covering her belly in thick ropey strands. My fingers claw at her ass as my whole body feels as if it’s ripping apart, my muscles so tense I can almost swear I hear the flesh tearing apart from the bones.
“Holy… fuck!” I mutter through pursed lips, my brow furrowed in effort. I’m gushing so much cum that it’s splattering her whole body, dripping down from her tits and belly to her legs and pussy and then, finally, trickling onto the floor in thick drops.
I close my eyes and lean back, my exhausted and trembling body reclining against the couch. I sigh heavily, tender fingers softly grasping my hair, and force my eyelids open. Ashley’s eyes are on me, watching, a twinkle of mischievousness on them.
I give her a wide devilish fucking grin and, still reeling myself from everything, tell her the first thing that crosses my mind.
“You are fucking amazing.”
She says nothing, but something flashes behind her eyes—something that seems confident and yet sad at the same time.
Ashley
“Hi this is Misty, who am I speaking with?” I say into the phone as I lean back. I’ve put on white lace stockings with a matching white lace thong and lace bra. I have heels on, and I decide to recline on my sofa.
The truth is, I need this. I need to get back to de-personalizing the sex—especially after yesterday morning.
I can still remember the events as they happened.
“You are fucking amazing,” Arsen said to me as I stared up at him, his cum dripping from my face and body. In that moment, the fog of lust began to slowly clear from my brain and for a moment, I felt…what was it? Familiarity? Love?
I quickly got up from the floor of his living room and ran to the bathroom. I showered as quickly as I could and put on my clothes to look as presentable as possible.
“Where are you going?” Arsen asked me when I emerged all prepared for the day.
“Some of us have to work, you know?” I asked back, rhetorically.
He snorted and took a step closer to me. I took a step back.
I can’t understand why.
“Hi Misty,” the voice on the phone breathes. “My name is Max.”
“Oh, I’ve been waiting for someone like Max with a sexy name all day long,” I coo into the phone. “What are you wearing?”
As Max goes on and on about what he’s wearing, I think back to how I left Arsen’s apartment yesterday morning.
“I thought we could get brunch,” Arsen said to me as I made for the door.
I kept walking.
“Is everything okay?” Arsen asked again. This brought me up short. I turned to him.
“Why didn’t you tell me that you owned the strip club?” I asked him.
He stared at me, putting on a robe so he wasn’t completely naked and walked over.
“Does it bother you?” he asked.
I think it did bother me. Even now, I think it still bothers me.
“What bothers me the most though is what Yasmine said,” I replied back to him. “She said that the owner of the strip club also owned the phone sex company that I work at. Called…”#p#分页标题#e#
He didn’t let me finish. “Simulated Pleasures, LLC,” he finished my sentence for me. “And yes, I own that as well.”
At first I didn't know what to say. But I know that Arsen was watching me.
“That means you know what I do for a living,” I stated. It wasn’t so much a question as more a statement to myself. “You know what I’ve had to do in the past. How I’ve had to dance.”
Arsen nodded. “I don’t care about any of that,” he said. “I only inherited this company from my father…”
But I didn't let him finish. “I don’t think this is appropriate, Arsen,” I said. “You own the company I work for, and I don’t think we’d ever be equals in any sort of relationship.”
Arsen snorted and looked at me. “Are you fucking serious?” he asked as he got up. “You didn’t let me cum just now till you were ready for me!”
My defenses must have gone up because I gave him a fake plastic smile and looked at him. “Goodbye Arsen,” I said. “Take care.”