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The Story of J – Chapter 6

Jenni and Connie, arms around each other’s waist, stepped down to the nightclub floor in sync. Connie’s job was to show her off to the crowd. Jenni could barely contain her exuberance. She looked out through the flashing lights and pounding music at a sea of guys in all shapes and sizes. She could feel their eyes watching as she stepped naked onto the floor. Connie pulled her over by Jessie stood at the end of the bar.
“Ever drink tequila?” Jessie asked.
“Once or twice,” Jenni replied.
“Here then,” Jessie said, handing both Connie and her a half glass each of Cuervo. “1800, the good stuff.”
The three of them clinked glasses, tilted their heads back, pouring it in. Jenni’s eyes teared slightly as she shook her head.
“Wow,” Jenni exclaimed.
“Yeah, that stuff’ll put some hair and your chest,” Jessie said. “Now you girls get out there and show these boys what you got.” Simultaneously grabbing each one from behind, he gave their cheeks a squeeze, pushing them out to the crowd.
The floor was packed with tables, every seat taken. Guys were everywhere. Connie laced her arm around Jenni’s waist, pulling her through packed tables, and proceeded to explain the in and outs of stripping.
“First thing you have to know is guys can’t touch the girls,” Connie said, to a tall lean man trying to put an arm around Jenni. “House rules.”
“That’s no fun,” Jenni replied, looking back over her shoulder as his hands slid over her ass.
“The girls do all the touching,” Connie continued. “Guys give girls money to be touched in the right way, and sometimes they give you money for just nothin” Jenni smiled, too excited to hear anything Connie said but played like she was listening anyway.
“Now, about the pricing,” Connie said.
“Pricing?” Jenni said.
“Yeah, pricing,” Connie explained. “You don’t think they get this for free?” As she twisted Jenni around, pushing her through a wall of guys with octopedal appendages.
“Five dollars for a lap dance.”
Jenni looked up, twisting her her head questioningly.
“You’ll learn. Now, what was I sayin? Oh yeah. Lapdance cost five, handjob cost ten, and a blowjob cost twenty.”
Jenni wasn’t exactly sure she was talking about, but she got the gist.
“Now fuckin, some girls charge fifty, others seventy-five, and still a few get away with a hundred. But you can’t do it on the floor, you have to take it to a private room back there,” Connie said, pointing to the doors arranged across the back wall. “And them rooms come with a twenty dollar rental fee, plus you get a bouncer who stands outside.”
A big shit eatin grin went from ear to ear across Jenni’s face. She was all for the fuckin.
“Now you watch the other girls to see how they do it,” Connie further explained, “and you just do what they do. It’s how I learned. Comm’n now, let’s take a walk around the floor.” Read more »

The Story of J – Chapter 5

Daryl came back to the store at ten the next Friday looking for Jenni as he had promised. He pulled up behind the store looking for her car, waited for almost and hour, before reluctantly having to drive away without her. He knew she’d work well at the club. She was just the type, all sex appeal with the lack of a moral compass. The boss would give him his bonus the way he’d said he would, something big too. The club would make tons of bank having her in the stable.

Jenni was grounded for the past two weeks. She couldn’t do anything to escape her confines except to hang out at the house. The only thing she did was lay beside the pool moping the whole time and sneaking liquor from the bar just to get to sleep. Jenni was going crazy. Stuck at home, her body was aching from all the pent up sexual tension.

Friday night arrived and Jenni needed to escape. Making a desperate call to Tim and Gino, Jenni arranged to meet them on the road up behind the house after dark. She waited for quiet to descend over the house, then grabbed her knapsack, pushed open the screen to her window, and climbed out. Read more »

Night on The Town, Part 4 [MFM] [Oral] [Swing][Mast][Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 3 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6zrx4p/night_on_the_town_part_3_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/)).

 

Jason rolled into the parking garage beneath his hotel, his friends making out in his backseat like teenagers. The barely restrained roar of the Porsche’s engine reverberated off concrete pillars and parked vehicles. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, hammering out a drum beat of impatience, looking side to side to spy the first available parking spot. A passionate heat was fogging the windshield. He wanted to get to his room as fast as possible.

Kate moaned again. Each erotic sound caused his erection to twitch, demanding release. His sex life had never been uneventful, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this turned on.

Faster than he needed, he swerved into the first free space he saw, stomping the break to avoid colliding with the wall. Mark and Kate were two wrapped up in themselves to notice.

The door above her head was thrown wide and Kate opened her eyes. Jason was standing over them, making no attempt to conceal his arousal. She refocused on her husband and took his mouth in hers once more, breathing in his scent: his cologne, the sweat from their bodies pressed together, the sickly sweet smell of wine, liquor, and cheap beer. Read more »

Night on The Town, Part 4 [MFM] [Oral] [Swing][Mast][Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 3 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6zrz83/night_on_the_town_part_3_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/)).

 

Jason rolled into the parking garage beneath his hotel, his friends making out in his backseat like teenagers. The barely restrained roar of the Porsche’s engine reverberated off concrete pillars and parked vehicles. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, hammering out a drum beat of impatience, looking side to side to spy the first available parking spot. A passionate heat was fogging the windshield. He wanted to get to his room as fast as possible.

Kate moaned again. Each erotic sound caused his erection to twitch, demanding release. His sex life had never been uneventful, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this turned on.

Faster than he needed, he swerved into the first free space he saw, stomping the break to avoid colliding with the wall. Mark and Kate were two wrapped up in themselves to notice.

The door above her head was thrown wide and Kate opened her eyes. Jason was standing over them, making no attempt to conceal his arousal. She refocused on her husband and took his mouth in hers once more, breathing in his scent: his cologne, the sweat from their bodies pressed together, the sickly sweet smell of wine, liquor, and cheap beer. Read more »

Manwhore adventures cont. 1 [mf]

Kate and I fucked pretty much everyday. But that wasn’t enough for me. Here is one such story.

We moved in with some of my buddies. She wanted to leave for the day to visit her sister and friends. Cool. I made plans with a friend from work to come over and make lunch. Before my friend gets there I take her thingy of shoes and her collage of pictures of her and her friends and I ask my buddy if I can store this shit in his room for a bit. He is fine with it. He doesn’t give a shit. I am now just hoping this friend dosent check the dresser drawers.

She gets to my house on time. We didn’t decide what we were going to make but we said we will figure it out when she gets here. She pulls up in her little civic and I am waiting outside to receive her. She steps out of her car and looks great. She is wearing an olive skirt and jacket and a nice tan cammy. We go into my house and decide on spaghetti. So we have to go to the store and get the stuff. Let’s call her Lisa. Read more »

The Pangs (and Pleasures) of Regret [F] [College] [Mast] [Squirt]

Emily couldn’t believe it. She and her roommate, Alexis, had taken their usual Saturday night trip to the local college bar to have a good time and maybe pick up some guys. For the first two hours, everything had gone amazingly. They’d gotten a bit drunk, smiled and laughed, flirted with guys, and even danced with a few. Finally, she had gone to the bar to order a drink and take a break from dancing when she spied Jonathan.

About 6’1″ with a thin build that nevertheless hinted at a hidden surprising athleticism, he had caught her attention from the first glance. He was standing back from the bar a bit, so she had stepped up to initiate the conversation herself.

Despite his lithe body and decent fashion sense, Jonathan had quickly proven to be a tad awkward and unconfident, stuttering nervously through his sentences and struggling to her in the eye. With every exhibition of awkwardness, Emily smiled an increasingly predatory smile. *My favorite*.

As a veteran of the university tennis team, sporting 5 feet 10 inches of beautifully tanned skin with long blonde hair, smooth muscular legs, and D-cup tits–a rarity for a girl in her elite physical condition–she was used to intimidating the more introverted, nerdy types. Read more »

Dash Meteor, Chapter I: Crash Landing on an Unknown Planet [M/F]

He wakes up. The air is thick in his lungs. He attempts to slow his breathing to resist the foggy green foreign air. He looks around the small cockpit he is currently sprawled out on the floor off and sees he has crash landed into what appears to be a farm growing some sort of alien crop. He attempts to move and quickly grabs his left arm after a strong jolt of pain rang from his elbow. He slowly tries to stretch his legs and finds he is able to. He looks around, and after a few stressful moments, finds his gun resting in front of the chair, under the control panel. He grabs it with his good arm and becomes very still. He listens intently for a moment, but only hears a small flame. His ship is on fire. He looks to the upper left side of his control panel and slams the light blue button. A panel of the windowing pops open slightly but fails to rise entirely. He waits a beat as the sound of the fire grows, then puts the gun in his left hand and slams the fire escape with his right forearm and waist. The door budges open a bit more. Smoke is beginning to billow into the ship while the green fog swirls loosely around him. He jumps up and hits it again. It pushes a bit further. He grabs the gun with his right hand and climbs through the narrow opening. He sees the entire back half of his ship is in flames. He continues crawling until his feet are free and they begin to drag in the soft soil of this newfound planet. He scrambles onto his legs and runs as fast as he can. Read more »