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"Waiting" on Fantasy

By: Delvesdeep



"Are you ready for this Mish?"

"Not really but it's too late to back out now."

I stood in a dark alley before a metal door shaking with both anxiety and the cold, waiting for the door slot to open and for the night to begin. I wouldn't admit it to my friend Simone but secretly I hoped we would be turned away so I could stop trembling so much and I could slink off home, pretending to be disappointed all the while. 

Slink may have even been the wrong term to use in this case though. Perhaps clatter, clop, click or even stumble may have been more appropriate in these shoes. 

I still couldn't believe that I was wearing inch high, stiletto heels. In fact, quickly glancing over my outfit tonight, I could believe that I was wearing any of it especially the short black dress, which was not only backless but figure hugging. 

How did I get myself into this position!

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It had only been earlier that same evening that my beautiful best friend and roommate came home early after one of her typical nightclub escapades bursting with excitement. 

"David! David!" she called from the doorway breaking my introspective silence within our little apartment as the door slammed open. I was slumped on the sofa, beer in hand and feeling pretty relaxed already for this early in the night. 

"You won't believe my news." Simone stated as she races into the longue room and bounced onto the coach beside me. I didn't even look up from my movie as I responded in rather a less enthusiastic tone than she may have hoped.

"What's his name this time?"

"No, no it's not a boy it a chance for us to make some good, no great money!"

That got my attention. I had looking for a job for almost a year and without money soon I would not only have to move out but return home to live with my parents. 

That was something I dreaded even more than moving away from Simone. I sat up and turned my attention to her. 

There she was - Simone, my beautiful best friend. I had always wanted it to be more that 'best friends' but unfortunately I just never seemed to find the right way or method to change our relationship. 

It killed me when she came home disheveled from clubbing, looking drop dead gorgeous with her long jet black hair, pale blue eyes, large pert breasts and dress out of place, and she just wanted to talk. I had become a good listener but must say I did often become distracted staring at those long legs and tits she never seemed to cover fully. To top it off she was nice too. 

Caring, thoughtful and kind it's just not fair. A beautiful girl who was this nice and hot but threated you like a brother is a special form of hell I believe.

"So what do you mean great money?" I asked skeptically, drawing my eyes away drunkenly from her cleavage.

"Tonight I was sitting there with Alice (another of Simone's smoking friends that treats me like a little brother) and this guy approached us in an expensive suit. We thought he was either trying to hit on us or buy us a drink but he wasn't. He gave us these two red tokens and said we could make thousands of dollars as waitresses for one nights work!"

Simone stopped to take a quick breath before continuing with her eyes wide with amazement.

"My friend Jenny said that one of her friends was asked and made $5000 in one night just waiting on a bunch of rich guys."

"So how does this help me?" I asked taking one of the token from her and inspecting it. It read 'Sirens' and had an image of a beautiful redhead blowing a kiss with today's date etched below it.

"Well Alice can't do it tonight as she had to meet her boyfriend for his birthday and I know you've worked as a waiter and behind a bar before so I thought you could do it..." Simone looked at me expectantly.

"Ok but wouldn't they be expecting another hot girl to go with you instead of a short skinny bloke? I mean they weren't handing out these tokens and the address to other blokes were they?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"No only me and my friend. Supposedly they only ever choose the most beautiful girls so I don't know why they gave me one?"

"Yeah – because you're so ugly," I laughed I said as she playfully punched my arm.

There was an expectant pause as I watched her building herself up to say something. 

It was quite cute really.

Simone moved her hand to my leg and leaned forward, "Remember last month at our housewarming party when you got really smashed while we were playing that game and we had to swap clothes in the closet?" she said raising her eyebrows suggestively.

"Vaguely," I said trying to move away from her touch, uncomfortable where this was heading. I did remember trying to see and feel as much of her as we changed in the confined space that was for sure.

"Remember how hot you looked once I placed that blond wig on you and how you liked the feeling so much you left my clothes the rest of the night." she reminded me shuffling forward on the sofa towards me as I found myself inching backwards.

"Yes, I was just joking around and..."

"And remember," Simone interrupted, "how one of our new neighbors arrived late and tried to pick you up and started rubbing your thigh on the coach?"

"Yes I couldn't get away," I stammered getting up from the sofa

"And remember when I dragged you away from him into the bedroom you had a massive erection." Simone smiled lifting herself from the coach too.

"It must have been the way the way the dress rubbed against my crutch," I muttered.

"Any way you looked beautiful David. I mean you really looked like a girl. If you had padded out the bra you were wearing..." she said pushing me up against the wall and squeezing my chest

"Oh, ok, thanks... I think," I stammered. She had her body pressed to mine and the feeling of her ample chest squashed against me was very distracting.

"Could you dress up for me now David? I would really like it." Simone eyes held my own with an intense gaze. I felt her hand move down my chest to my stomach and then stop teasingly just under the top of my pants.

"I, I, I guess so, I mean if you re...really want me too," I stuttered

"Great I'll go to my room and find something for you to wear." 

Simone slowly peeled off me and moved towards her room, looking over her shoulder as she entered and giving me a naughty little smile when she caught me watching her ass.

I stood there for a minute in a daze. I did remember that night. David had enjoyed how he had felt in the dress and had marveled how sexy he looked when he caught himself in the bathroom mirror. He kept catching his friends at the party checking him out and the most surprising revelation to him was that he found he liked it. He really liked it! He had always had a rather feminine body. He was short, skinny and almost hairless. 

He even seemed to have female curves with his hips curving into his small muscular waste. He was toned had long lean legs, no protruding voice box and feminine facial features. He had often be mistaken for a girl with short hair with guys trying to char him up or even pinching his ass before he became angry with them and set them straight. Given all that David always fancied he still had a good sized penis but granted he hadn't a lot of others to compare to.

"David, I'm ready," Simone called from the other room. 

I went in and there she had laid out the same dress I had worn that party a month earlier. There was also the same long blond wig and next to it was a pair of black lacy, and might I say, skimpy undies. There as also a black lacy bra and what looked like large breast shaped silicone bags to fill them. Black suspenders and red high heels shoes completed the outfit. 

"Let's go to my bathroom first."

Simone led me into the bathroom and promptly told me to undress. 

"What? Down to my jocks?" I asked concerned.

"No. All the way!" she said seductively.

Shit! This was really turning her on and judging by the big tent in my pants it was having the same effect on me. Here was a girl who had barely kissed him on the check and was now asking him to get naked for her and he was hesitating. Well there was no better time to show off his member than while its at its biggest. So I stripped off my clothes while she watched me with a cheeky smile. When I removed my jocks I was at full attention.

"That will have to come off!" she said with a slight frown.

"What!" I said, covering myself up protectively, "you're not touching my penis."

"Not your willy silly! You're pubic hair." Simone laughed, "In fact, all your hair from your eyebrows down and even those I'll need to use my tweezers on."

She then proceeded to wax, shave and prune me. Luckily I wasn't a hairy man. In fact, other than my pubic hair and under arms, she struggled to find any other hair to remove. I did enjoy her searching in areas I never though you could even grow hair though. Shaving my balls was probably the only really nervous moment he had. She then thinned out my eyebrows and began to apply nail polish and make up. 

Through it all I just reveled in her touch and attention. 

Once she was satisfied she led me back into the room and had me sit on the bed. She then drew out a little jar of adhesive and applied it to my chest and then stuck the silicone breasts to my chest carefully. When she was pleased with the way they looked she asked me to gently feel them. Shit I thought, they felt like the real thing with nipples and everything.

"When did you get these?" I asked.

"After that night you looked so hot in my dress I ordered them for you just in case. 

They will stay on for days unless you use the right solvent to take them off."

"I'm going to need another beer," I said admiring my new cleavage. 

Simone smiled and obliged disappearing into the other room before bringing me back a beer and bourbon. I started with the spirits, which was bloody strong, and then sucked down the beer quickly. Simone then kneeled in front of me while I sat on the bed and she started to help me into my lacy undies. She drew them up my calves and thighs but found a roadblock in the form of my massive boner. 

"I can't have you looking like a woman with an erect penis now can I!" she purred looking up at me with those amazing pale blue eyes. 

Simone kept my eyes locked with hers as she gripped the base of my penis with one hand and then ever so slowly parted her full red lips and opened her mouth to bring out her little tongue to lick my engorged penis from base to tip. 

"Fuck!" I moaned throwing my head back in pleasure.

"So you like that?" she teased 

"Yes," I said empathetically nodding.

"Well then you'll love this!" she smiled and opened her mouth to take me into fully into her.

The heat and moisture of her mouth was breathtaking but the way she moved her tongue around the head of my penis was incredible. She then pushed her lips slowly down my shaft and then up it again. She repeated the process over and over again pushing it deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat each time. 

All the time keeping her incredible smoking eyes locked on mine. It was sensational. The girl I had lusted after for years, the girl who was my best friend was giving me the best blowjob I had ever had. 

I watched as my saliva sheathed cock disappeared in and out of sweet mouth. More and more of it disappeared past her red lips until I felt the tip of my rock hard rod ram into the back of her throat. I couldn't believe the feeling. My balls were pushed right up to her chin and she held me there, as if it was a personal challenge to see how long she could maintain the depth of my insertion before she quickly withdrew me with a sudden gasp.

"You are a goddess," I cried and she began to gently stroke my saturated appendage while licked my freshly shaved scrotum. 

"And you are a naughty little girl letting me lick your dirty little hole aren't you!" 

Simone said between sucks and licks.

"Yes I am!" I replied caught up in the moment. Wait a minute. Did she say 'hole'?! 

Suddenly I felt the tip of her wicked tongue dart in to touch my untouched anus. Shit! I involuntarily clenched my cheeks together and pulled back. Simone still had my cock in hand though keeping me both hard and close.

"Just trust me," she whispered pulling me back, "Now bring your legs up and spread them."

I did as she asked slowly still unsure where this way going. This time she slowly brought her tongue to my ass and lapped at it before probing deeper with the tip. 

Fuck it felt so good, so naughty, so evil. After a while I found myself pushing back on her face to help her get further into my ass. Suddenly she stopped and moved over to her bedside draw to retrieve something. 

"Please don't stop," I begged. 

She giggled and said "I'm not finished yet Michelle."

"Michelle?!" I asked.

"It's what I thought I would call you when you're looking like such a hot little girl." 

She laughed taking my penis in hand again and began to take me in her mouth again.

"Fuck! Call me what you want if it means you'll do this to me!" I gasped, throwing myself back on the bed.

Simone began to work her magic on my cock again before asking me to shuffle back again and bring my feet up on the bed to bend my legs.

I then heard a little pop of a tube opening and a squish off something being squeezed out from down below my eye line where Simone knelt. She continued to work my penis in and out of her mouth before she turned her attention back to my eager asshole. It felt amazing with her tongue stretching my ass as she gently kept me erect. 

It felt so good but then she withdrew her tongue and replaced it with one of her fingers. I felt her lubricated finger slowly slip into my ass bit by bit and she moved her mouth back up to my swollen member.

"Yes," I moaned, and began thrusting slowly into her mouth. She murmured in approval.

Simone then began thrusting her finger in and out of my ass in time with my own building momentum. I loved it. I felt her finger go all the way to her knuckle and her touch and pod my prostrate. I almost came then and there! She then took out her finger and took me out of her mouth before I felt her re-enter my ass with not one finger this time but two!

She continued to thrust in and out of my ass while rotating her mouth between my balls and cock. I felt overwhelmed with pleasure and knew I needed to ejaculate soon or I would burst! 

Once again she took her fingers from by stretched ass, applied more lubricant and then I felt her insert what felt like her whole hand but turned out to be all four of here fingers. I felt my ass stretch and squeeze back on her fingers before I relaxed when she took my penis back in her mouth and she began pushing her fingers in and out further each thrust. Before long I had four of her fingers stretching and fucking my ass up to her knuckles as I fucked her mouth with uncontrolled rhythm. 

"This is amazing," I yelled and felt myself on the verge of exploding.

"I'm coming!" I warned just seconds before spurting stream after stream of hot cum into her luscious mouth. She didn't pull away but took it all into her mouth. Once I was finished I watched as she pulled her fingers first out of my stretched anus and then her amazing mouth back from my shrinking rod. I saw some of my sperm drip from her lips to the floor. 

Simone looked up to catch my eyes with a lustful hunger while she moved up from the floor, slid on top of me and kissed me passionately with a mouth full of seamen. The salty taste rocked my senses as her seamen saturated tongue swirled around my own. I thought I should have been revolted but I was strangely aroused sucking my salty cum down my throat desperately. What was happening to me?

"Thank you," was all that I could force out after our passion slowly abated.

Simone giggled and then went back to lick me clean before finally placing my now very satisfied penis into my lacey G-string panties. 

Simone proceeded to complete dressing me while I lay back exhausted, letting her take complete control. She first put on the bra over my new 'breasts', then pulled on my back thigh high suspenders and then made me stand to pull my dress on, securely hooked my wig on and did my hair. After touching up my make up she led me to her full-length mirror and asked me to look.

"My God!" I gasped. 

There, looking back at me was a bloody smoky hot blond. I had to move around just to make sure it really was me. Fuck! I even had a figure and those fake tits were sensational. My legs were long and toned. My ass was lifted and pert but it was my face that I couldn't believe. Simone was an artist. I thought I was a good-looking bloke with perhaps a little too feminine features but as a girl my face was beautiful. I had long eyelashes that framed my brown eyes and my lips were round and full. My long blond hair was bounced upon my shoulders and hung down my back. I was a knock out blond!

"What do you think?" Simone asked, a wry smile fixed on her face.

"I'm gorgeous," I replied, "I can't believe how hot I am as a blond!"

"I know David! As Michelle you are a super model! Shit you even have female curves and your legs and tits are better than mine!" Simone pouted over my shoulder as she admired me in the mirror.

"I wouldn't go that far!" I teased turning around and wrapping her up in another kiss.

"Don't do that, you'll ruin your make up for tonight!" she said disapprovingly.

"Tonight? Oh that waitress gig," I said, "You can't seriously think that I could go out in public looking like this?" I said turning back to the mirror.

"Of course you can," Simone said, "there is no way anyone would know you're a guy."

Looking back to my reflection in the mirror it was hard to argue. The alcohol and moment obviously got to me because whatever common sense I had completely slipped.

"What do I have to do?"

Simone had me practice walking in the stiletto high heels and talking in a feminine voice. Both were more difficult that I imagined. Just walking without falling over was tough enough but then add trying to look natural and stay poised was nigh impossible. 

I gained a lot of respect for women within 5 minutes of feeling like I had been walking on a tight rope why trying to appear alluring and carrying a tray of glasses in one hand. After all my efforts we would need to buy more glasses tomorrow that was for sure. Simone took a great deal of mirth from my early attempts and actually did very well to disguise her bursts of laughter from me with well placed coughs and encouragement. 

After what seemed like the 50th time practicing walking back and forth to Simone did she seem pleased. I would walk towards Simone and ask her if she would like a drink before walking away again slightly swaying my hips only to then return from the kitchen with a loaded tray of drinks and place a glass in front of her. I gave her a wink and a smile and then left. Simone even began acting like a guy sometimes pinching Davis butt or making grabs at her to try and throw her off.

"Do I get a pass mark cutie?" I asked in a suggestive soft voice that I had been trying to perfect over the past hour.

Simone giggled and said "I don't know about the guys we're waiting on tonight but I would definitely like you serving me!"

Simone looked at her phone to check the time and quickly moved to stand. 

"Ok we need to move now David, I mean Michelle! I need to give you a quick crash course on topping up your makeup if we get separated and then we'll need to go. I'll get you the matching handbag for your dress and one of my little make up kits to go in it."

After a few minutes and practicing applying and reapplying lipstick, foundation, eyeliner and mascara I was more confused than educated but Simone assured me that as long as I could make sure my lipstick was fresh the rest was a bonus. While the coloration was almost spot on, she did make sure I placed foundation around my chest to ensure my 'breasts' matched my own skin color.


"Waiting" on Fantasy Pt. 02



I looked down to his vibrating bracelet and to the tiny panel - Booth 5 it read. I turned about and moved back towards the perimeter of the club once again passing Simone on the way.

"Nice work, honey," she teased with a wink and gave me a slap on my little behind as she sauntered past.

"You saw!" I blurted, shocked at the thought.

"Just the best part and don't worry, you were hot!" she yelled back over her shoulder. I stood, mouth open, staring after her. Shit! I didn't want to upset Simone or make her jealous in any way, but by the sounds of it she didn't seem put out at all. In fact, she sounded pleased and even a little turned on. I felt a great weight had lifted off my shoulders. I shouldn't be surprised really. It was Simone who had convinced me into becoming 'Michelle' and coming to the club in the first place.

I turned and began to search for Booth 5. I passed the booth where I had seen the lovely red-haired girl in the police uniform earlier, and heard her crying out from within. I snuck another peek inside. 

There she was with her hands handcuffed behind her back, sitting on top of the huge, overweight client, reverse cowgirl. One of his hands clasp the handcuffs while the other pulled back on her free flowing hair as she rose and fell in a wild, heated rhythm. Her amazing heart-shaped bottom bounced with every dip as she fell upon his shaft. She cried out in pleasure, breaking free of his hold on her hair and casting it around her head in a fiery halo. The client sat back groaning, red faced as he held on with everything he had. She was amazing!

I dragged myself away and walked past the next booth where the curtains were fully drawn. There I could see a bald man in a suit kneeling before a table, darting his tongue in and out of the shaved wet pussy of the dark-skinned girl, who was now partially wearing her pink playboy bunny outfit. She held his head between her hands tightly, her head thrown back, urging him to push in deeper. I again forced myself onwards.

Booth 4 was next and the curtain was pulled closed. After witnessing what I had in the last two booths, I felt compelled to spy at what was happening within. I pulled it slightly back and my girls instantly widened. The girl in the cheerleading costume was lying on a table with her large firm breasts exposed and her head hanging back over the edge, facing a standing man. The man, who wore a baseball cap and glasses, had his cock completely in the girl's exposed mouth. He pounded deeply into her open mouth and throat as he used both hands to squeeze her ample oiled tits like they were wet clay. 

Wow. I both wanted to take the man's place and wanted to be that girl. Having her head hanging back over the table edge left her no escape from his relentless thrusts. How she didn't choke was a talent in itself but the way she was positioned allowed him to see and feel her whole curvy body.

By now I was thoroughly aroused and was actually hoping a client wanted me to suck their cock. I finally found Booth 5 and sitting inside, to my disappointment, was only the two young boys I had spoken to earlier. 

My shoulders dropped and arousal fled. "Two more vodka and lemonades gentlemen?" I asked forcing a pleasant smile.

"Ah no," one of them said nervously. "We've actually decided we want you to suck our cocks like you did to that man before."

"Oh really?!" I said raising my eyebrows my interest returning. I had to stifle a chuckle. They both looked so nervous, trying so hard to appear not so. They reminded me of myself at the beginning of the night really. How far my confidence had grown and my inhibitions stripped away. 

"So how old are you two, really?" I asked. These boys look less like 'Big Time Gamblers' than my twelve-year-old nephew did.

"I'm eighteen!" one said indignantly. "I'm only a few months off twenty!" the other added. 

Ok then, I thought. These boys only really wanted a quick thrill and, at their age, I'm assuming 'quick' would be the right term to use too. I stood there studying them. 

They were handsome really and their innocence was certainly refreshing in this club. I guess I could give them a quick working over each. They may be child geniuses, like the Rain Man or something, so it was better to be safe than sorry. I didn't want to jeopardize my wage on the chance that these boys 'tell' on me. 

I walked over to them slowly, almost threateningly, pushing the table aside on my way. Changing my persona and manner, I tried to become 'Nurse Betty' once again.

"So what seems to be the matter, boys?" I said in what I hoped sounded like a Naughty Nurse voice. 

The boys looked confused. 

"You've come to see the School Nurse for a reason, haven't you?" I winked at them. 

The boys looked at each other, understanding finally dawning on their faces before quickly being replaced with cheeky smiles. One elbowed the other before saying, 

"Nurse, it's a bit embarrassing, but I have a strange tingling in between my legs."

"Yes, me too!" the other blurted out, nodding empathically. 

"Oh that's no good. Let me first give you a little check-up. I'll need to have a listen." I slowly undid one of the boy's jacket and then the other, leaning forward to give them a good look down my top and at my cleavage' Then I undid their shirt buttons one at a time and ran my hands over their chests, running my fingers slowly over their nipples and enjoying their squirms. I then leaned forward and gave first one then the others nipple the attention of my warm lips, mouth and tongue. I moved my tongue in a slow circle around each of their erect nipples before strongly sucking and grinding their nipples between my teeth.

One of the boys made a grab at me when the sensitivity became too much but I smacked his hand and said, "Please don't interfere in my treatment young man, or you'll have to return to back to class." He pulled back his hand and gave me a big smile.

I then took out my stethoscope and placed it upon their chests before running it slowly it down over their stomachs. The cool sensation made them both squirm initially but then warmed as I slid it over the bulges they were sporting in their pants.

I stood up and stepped back. "I'm sorry boys, but I'm going to need you to drop your pants to take a closer look at the problem." They didn't hesitate and started to desperately fumble with their belts and pants in a frantic flurry to get their strides down before I changed my mind. Soon both their penises free. One was long and slender while the other shorter but far thicker.

I studied their erections appreciatively. "Oh I think I see the problem now, boys," I said feigning a worried look and moving forward to take each of their penis in my hands, "You have Fellatioanis rash."

"Fellatioanis! How do we cure it, nurse?" The first boy softly groaned, playing along but obviously thoroughly distracted by my slowly moving grasp.

"Well," I said dropping to my knees before them, "The only known cure is saliva. So unfortunately, I'm going to need to place your young, hard penises into my soft, warm mouth. I'm sorry but it's the only way." I looked up sadly at the boys, mocking a look of sympathy. 

One of the boys said, "Well if it's the only way, then we're willing to allow you to help us."

I nodded my head feigning sorrow, "I'm afraid so, boys."

I then moved my face slowly towards the first boy's awaiting member. I stared up into the boy's wide eyes to make sure I had his full attention. His friend grabbed his shoulder and shook it with uncontrolled excitement as I slowly stuck out my tongue and circled the tip of his penis around the little hole.

I then switched my attention to the other boy and began to lick his cock from tip to balls before continuing to switch from one boy to the other using my hands and mouth. Both boys groaned and struggled to sit still with my attention. I took the first boy fully into my mouth and slowly began to move my head up and down tasting his pre-cum already. I quickly switched back and forth between the boys; using my hand on the penis I didn't have my mouth surrounding. I pushed them inside my cheeks and looked up at the boys who looked like they were already struggling to contain their building excitement. 

I took both penises together and pulled them into my mouth simultaneously. I could barely fit them in. I removed them once again before spiting on each and licking the strands of saliva off while they both watched on in pleasure. I then moved to each scrotum, licking and sucking their balls before showing them my new skill of swallowing their cocks down to the root and pushing them up against the back of my throat. 

"Oh shit, shit, shit. I'm coming! I'm coming! Fuck!" the first boy screamed, releasing in my mouth. He looked disappointed at coming so quickly so I said, "I'm sorry but I haven't been able to administer enough saliva on your penis for the rash to be cured yet. I'll need to keep working on you. But first, your friend needs some work."

It was only hours ago that the thought of taking a man's cock in my mouth frightened me. Now I relished the pleasure and power it gave to me. 

I switched my attention to the other boy and started bringing my lips up and down his shaft, licking the back of the head of his penis and then changing pace working up and down the shaft quickly. 

I felt him suddenly stiffen and his cum joined his friend's down the back of my throat. While I had been working on the second boy. I had felt the first penis gradually rise again in my other hand. "Oh, it looks like someone's ready to resume treatment" I teased.

"No, I think I need a bit of pussy juice to fully cure my rash," he said with bravado and jumped to his feet and lifted me by my knees.

Shit! I was in trouble. The second boy jumped up to drag me up on the couch. At this time, I noticed that once again a few spectators stood back in the shadows watching. 

What was I to do? If I refused them, I would lose everything I had earned tonight, but if anyone saw that I was packing I would lose even more.

I found myself on my hands and knees on the couch with the first boy hurriedly lifting my skirt and starting to fondle my exposed ass. "Fuck man! This chick's ass is hot as hell!"

I crossed my leg to try and stop the boy from seeing too much but found myself being assaulted on two fronts as the other boy went to pull my head down to his already risen cock. Adding to my problems, unbeknownst to me, I found that I was sporting a hard on that was threatening to break out from of my panties and the tiny skirt that covered me. I quickly reached down to pull my skirt lower and tucked it between my crossed legs in the front to cover myself. 

The boys had run with the fantasy I had woven but were taking control of its path. I couldn't afford for the power to be shifted. I needed to regain control or the game was up for me. I was in a club filled with professional gamblers and it was time I up the stakes, no matter how scary that step would be. 

"No boys. Pussy juice won't help... but anal juice will!" I purred, reaching back to pull my lacey black G-string to the side of my cheeks and exposing my virgin asshole. I then spat on my hand and reached behind me to smear my saliva on the end of his cock and my ass before guiding him towards my unbroken asshole.

I felt the tip touch the outside of my rectum and groaned at the sensitive sensation. I wondered how his penis could possibly push into my little opening. I reassured myself that only hours earlier I had both Simone's and my own fingers stretching out my ass, so taking a breath, I took hold of the penis and helped slowly guide the tip in. I felt it slowly push past the sphincter and then with a flurry I felt his cock head slide an inch in. 

I gasped as he withdrew it slightly before pushing his manhood slowly further into me again. He pulled his cock completely out and then pushed it straight back in and this time there was almost no resistance. It slid in easily and I remembered that I had squirted lubricant into my ass earlier so this must be helping. In fact it, didn't hurt as I had feared but rather started to deeply arouse me as he slide in and out repeatedly building up momentum. 

I rolled my eyes back in pleasure and felt the second boy guide my head back down to his awaiting penis. I started sucking his cock to match the rhythm of his friend behind me. 

I heard the boy I was using my mouth on say, "Happy Birthday brother!" and then I listened the sound of the boys give each other a high five above me. The boy behind me had built up great momentum now. In and out, in and out. I loved it as he pushed deeper and deeper into me with greater speed. I reached back with one hand to my 

ass and placed two spread fingers around my ass to feel his well-lubricated cock sliding through me.

I felt my cock start to pulse each time he pushed into the depths of me. The other boy held my head still with both hands and began to pump his cock up into my mouth and I let him, enjoying every second. 

I was in such pleasure. I never thought having my ass taken like it was would feel so great and to have my mouth fucked at the same time was the most exhilarating feeling of my life. He thrust his cock deeply into my throat and held me there until I felt I was going to pass out unless I could take a breath.

"Swap?!" I heard the boy who was fucking my mouth say. "Yep," the other said taking his cock from my stretch anus. I gasped loudly as he let go of my hair and took his saliva-saturated rod from my throat. 

I felt a strange emptiness when both rods were removed from my body and I sucked in some deep breaths as I reached back to push two fingers back into my open ass. I dipped my fingers in the empty hole and found lubricant to rub around the opening. 

I was enjoying my own touch before my hand was pushed away and a welcome penis was eagerly trust inside once again. 

"Fuck that feels good!" I heard the boy say as he pushed himself all the way in until his hips were pushed firmly up again my ass and held it there. I arched my back and felt his pubic hair tickling the top of my bum cheeks before he withdrew to do it again.

"Amazing ass, isn't it!" the first boy said sitting down in front of me, "but I needed 

this gorgeous nurse's mouth to finish me off," and with that he grabbed the top of my head and pulled me down forcefully onto his awaiting cock. He fucked my mouth with urgency, slamming his cock into the back of my throat with each thrust.

Fuck! I thought these boys were little gentlemen. Boy was I wrong!I then began to use my hands at the base of his cock and mouth at the top to work on his cock frantically. All the while his friend slammed into my ass so that his hips slapped and spread them with each full thrust.

The boy behind me began to move even quicker, more urgently, so I upped the pace with the boy I was pleasuring with my mouth to match.

"Oh God, Oh shit, Oh fuck!!" the boy behind me said slamming into me as he came and pulling my hips hard towards his as he then held his cock as deeply as he could in my ass. 

"Yes, Yes, nurse, I'm coming, I'm coming!" the other boy cried out and came again into my mouth only seconds after his friend had in my ass.

Both rolled away from me and collapsed in a heap on the sofa. I stayed in place on my knees at first take a moment before standing up on my knees to turn to them and open my mouth. I stuck out my tongue to show them my cum-filled mouth before swallowing it as they watched with wide-eyed pleasure. I then reached back to dip my fingers into ass to collect the cum leaking from it and licked that too giving them my most lustful gaze.

"Fuck, you're a hot nurse!" one said sitting sprawled and exhausted on the couch. He then turned to the other, "and we fucked her ass!!" They laughed and then gave each other at high five. 

I turned around on my knees slowly and sat on the couch, discretely ensured my costume and 'body parts' were in order by re-adjusting my bra, top, panties and dress. 

My shrunken cock was still dripping with pre-cum and I still felt incredibly aroused. I felt like standing up on the sofa, leaning over the boys and masturbating all over them as they lay there but reason prevailed and I calmed myself down, composing myself enough to stand.

As I began to move off one of the boys rolled to his feet and caught my wrist. "Hey where are you going?" He grabbed my bracelet and pushed his thumb on to the panel. It lit up recognizing the thumbprint. The other boy then clambered to his feet and did the same.

I turned to them confused. "Are you two gamblers?" These two looked so out of place here that there was no way they were world class 'High Rollers', were they?

"No. We're the sons of the casino owner!" he said with a wink. "Thank you for my eighteenth birthday present!"

I laughed and gave them each a kiss before turning back to leave. A crowd had formed and parted as I moved through them. I felt there lust-filled looks and heard could almost sense their arousal. I kept walking, not taking any note of the faces as I passed while still in such a sexual and emotional blur from the encounter. I walked along in autopilot towards the bar. I needed a drink and I needed to get to the toilet to clean up and compose myself. 

Greg was passing over a tray of drinks to the little Asian waitress dressed in the maid costume when I approached. She smiled my way and then turned and headed off into the darkness holding the tray.

"You look like you need a drink," Greg smiled pouring a shot of tequila, which I threw down in a hurry. 

"Thanks, Greg. Where are the toilets?" I asked as sweetly as I could. He gestured around to the side of the bar and I headed that way immediately. I passed through the outside toilet door and into a little dark corridor and found myself headed towards the male toilet by instinct. I quickly pulled up before I went too far and turned around shaking my head before entering the ladies. Old habits die hard I guess.

I walked in and the place appeared empty. I grabbed some soap and hand towels and ducked into a cubical to try and clean the pre-cum up off my cock, ass and legs. I then switched my attention to my stockings and anywhere else a stray blob of 

seaman landed on me undetected. 

"Hello. Is there anyone there?" I heard a soft voice urgently ask from the next 

cubical.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"It's Jenny. You know... the waitress in the police girl outfit," she said a little sheepishly.

"Oh. Ok." I giggled, "Can I help you?"

"Yes. I left my panties and G-string back in Booth Two when I ran here. Could you get them for me?" she pleaded.

"Why did you have to run?" I asked, moving to out the front of her cubical. 

"The guy I was, um, serving said he wanted to keep them as a memento unless I stayed." She explained, "When I said that he couldn't because I needed them he wouldn't unlock me either."

I remembered from my spying earlier that she had her hands cuffed while she was having sex with the big man.

"Are you telling me you are still naked from the waist down in there and handcuffed!" I said surprised.

"Um. Yes. Could you please help. please?"

"Ok but you owe me one," I said moving to the mirror and checking my makeup before moving out into the club again. I walked past the bar and headed towards Booth Two. Some clients were sitting around the small dance floor watching the pretty Asian girl in the maid's outfit twirl and gyrate around the pole in the middle. She was twirling to so her skirt flew up giving them a wonderful view.

Booth Two's curtain was fully drawn when I pulled it back and stepped in. The large man lay sprawled naked on the couch sipping on a drink. "I knew you'd be back my fiery... who are you?"




"Waiting" on Fantasy Pt. 02



"I've come for Jenny's clothes and the key," I said. He looked me up and down and licked his lips in a move that somehow reminded me of 'Jabba the Hut' at that moment. 

"You're going to have to take her place if want the clothes." He was completely hairless, even his eyebrows had been removed and his great stomach hid his crutch from view completely.

"Perhaps if you just handed back the key, I may take you up on your offer," I responded, sickened by the thought.

"Oh don't be like that, honey. I wouldn't want to have to report you to that hard ass bitch you call a boss over a little misunderstanding." He smirked.

Fuck! This asshole was now blackmailing me. He was going to jeopardize everything. Why did I decide to be a knight in shining armor all of a sudden? Why didn't I just use the button on the bracelet to call Leon or better yet tell Jenny to call him so I wasn't involved at all? If I called now the fat bastard might be given a wrap over the knuckles but I'll get cast out regardless. 'The customer's always right' business mantra has always pissed me off but never more so than at this moment.

"Couldn't you just be kind and hand me the clothing and key? I would be very thankful!" I purred running a finger along his naked thigh.

He smiled predatorily, no warmth behind his eyes at all. "Sorry, but I have you here now and I've always wanted to dominate a nurse. The little redhead was very accommodating, even bringing along her own handcuffs, but the thought of you in my hands is really quite exquisite." I noticed his head of his cock appear from under his rolls as he spoke. It reminded me of a snake's head coming out from hiding to strike.

"So how can I help you?" I said with a sigh through clenched teeth. 

He smiled again triumphantly and said, "Start by dropping to your knees bitch and suck the dirty juices off my cock that that the redhead slut left!"

I reluctantly slowly dropped to my knees and he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me violently to his cock. He leaned back then grabbed me forcefully under the chin with one hand and pinched my nose with the other. 

I was completely taken by surprise by the force of the man and opened my mouth quickly to take a startled breath. He then rammed my head down on his cock as he thrust up immediately. He then used his hand roughly on the back of my head to keep me from pulling away while still holding my nose. I tried to widen my mouth to gasp for air but he pushed me down further onto his member until I felt it begin to chock me. I tried to relax, my throat involuntarily trying to swallow the rod. He groaned as my swallowing worked on his cock.

I tried to struggle to pull up as I felt myself begin to panic and black out but all I heard was "Yes slut, swallow that dick like the cum whore I know you are!" Just as I thought I was going to suffocate, he released me. I took in a huge breath; saliva covered my mouth and face.

Slap! The sting of it brought my attention back to him immediately. Slap again, this time it was the other cheek. "Pay attention, bitch. I'd like you to know what I have in store for you," he said with a wicked smile. To the side of him was the table. I hadn't taken notice of it earlier. A sheet had been thrown over it concealing objects 

beneath. He whipped the sheet away and I took in what was hidden. Pure fear began to wash over me.

He smiled again at my expression, then 'Slap' again. "Pay attention." he said. I was ready to get to my feet and punch the shit out of this fat fuck. The only thing holding me back was the threat of losing it all. 

He held up the first object. "This bitch will keep you running away like that little police girl slut did earlier." He held up a pair of handcuffs before dropping them back to the table and choosing another item.

"After you're handcuffed to me, I will introduce you to this!" He held a large wooden paddle up and caressed it while looking eagerly towards my bottom. This was too much. I wasn't going to put myself through this shit. I didn't mind helping me through their fantasies tonight because I had loved every minute of it. I was all pleasure and sex. This was going to be pain as my red cheeks already attested to.

"Next, I'll put this into your mouth to stop you screaming too much and alerting the whole club." He dangled a black buckled strap on with a red ball affixed. "And finally, I'll strap this on," picking up the last item from the table, "and fuck your dirty little ass with it while ramming my own penis into your cock-loving cunt!" He held up the huge black strap on. It was as long as my arm. He took note of my eyes widening with panic and laughed again.

"Oh this is going to be fun, bitch! At the end of it all when you're whimpering, I'll come all over your face. I always wanted to hurt a nurse until she cried," he laughed again before unexpectedly slapping me fully in the face and pushing my head down upon his cock. I heard him feeling around the table and snatch up something, which I assumed were the handcuffs.

I had to do something. I liked sucking men's penises but this was something else. He wanted to beat me up, make me hurt and relish in my pain. I had been beaten up and bullied before because of my size and how effeminate I looked as a teenager but never had the balls to stand up for myself.

I heard a click of the cuffs to my left as he assumed he cuffed his own left wrist. I was not going to be dominated by this prick. I was not! I was not a weak little girl scared of the big fat man. Fuck this! Fuck him! If it meant I lost everything, it would be worth it. 

I lifted my head off his cock and saw him bending over me and reaching for my left wrist. Quickly, I used my right hand to grab his exposed scrotum and squeeze. 

"Ahhhh!" he yelled, dropping the cuffs. I grabbed the dangling unlocked cuff with my right hand under his bent legs and this moved my left hand away from his balls and caught his right wrist as he bent over to rip my hand away from his balls. I slapped the slapped the cuff upon his right wrist and he cried out in shock and surprise. 

I had handcuffed him behind his legs. I couldn't have executed it better. I leaped to my feet. "Let me go, you bitch," he screamed. He started to try and lift his legs over the cuffs so I leapt to my feet and jumped up to the couch he sat on and then rolled him forward. He fell face first into the floor, his ass in the air. "I'm going to fuck you up bitch when I get out of this!"

I worried that his yells might alert others so I snatched the gag ball from the table and pushed it into his mouth, pulled hard and then affixed the buckle at the back of his head. I then darted to the edge of the curtain and peeked out to see if anyone had heard. Luckily no one was in sight. The club was slowly starting to clear.

I moved back and knelt next to the bastard's head. "So you like hurting young girls do you, honey? Like to see this red and sore? Begging and crying?" He still fought to roll himself to his side but his girth and the way he was positioned made it very difficult. "I think it's time to see if you like the feeling too!" I smiled at him and 

enjoyed the look of worry in his wide eyes.

I took the paddle from the table and shoved it to him. His eyes flashed wide in panic and he began to try to cry out and moved up on the couch behind him. I was going to enjoy this. I lifted the paddle high and with all my strength. Whack! His whole backside flattened out and spread away from the bow like waves of flesh. His cry was muffled as he started to struggle again.

Whack! I struck again. A lovely forehand this time - my junior tennis coach would have been proud. Whack! Whack! Whack! His ass was raw and red already. I moved down to knee next to his face once more. "Are you enjoying this, big boy?" He groaned.

I moved back to the couch and continued my work for a few more minutes. 

Backhand, forehand, smash - I turned it into a tennis game. Once my arm started to hurt, I put the paddle down and picked up the strap on dildo. I moved back down to the floor again and showed the man the dildo. "You like to give it sweetie, now it's time to see if you can take it." 

On the table I saw a tube of lubricant. I thought of my own thoroughly stretched ass, which, after all the attention it had seen tonight, was finally starting to feel the effects. He didn't deserve it, but I squirted a blob of lubricant on the end of the dildo and then rubbed a little around his dirty hole. He groaned in pleasure.

I strapped on the huge dildo and then pulled his cheeks apart to expose his twitching hole. I didn't bother pushing it in slowly. I steeled myself and then thrust as hard as I could. He arched his back in pain as I forced the tip in. I pulled it out and thrust in again forcefully. This time the dildo went halfway in of its considerable length. I pulled it out again and then forced it in as far as I could. I then started it ram it in and out with relish. 

I noticed his cock was rock hard from the work I was doing on his prostrate and his balls sat staring at me invitingly. Slap! I slapped his balls as I keep thrusting. 

"Did you like that, bitch?" I said. He groaned again. I slapped his balls again and then turned my attention to his ass, slapping with each thrust until my hand started to hurt. Disturbingly, I noticed my own cock creating a tent beneath my skirt. 

I pulled the dildo from his well-stretched ass. His ass stood open and inviting. I felt my own cock was now rock hard. Fuck! Was I really contemplating this? His huge round ass checks seemed to frame his red abused hole and I slapped first one cheek then the other. He groaned and reared up from the shock.

I couldn't keep my eyes away from that open ass. I looked towards the curtain, making sure it was still drawn, before unstrapping the dildo and then releasing my penis from its confines. It sprang free in expectation. I held it in position and then, after another brief hesitation, I thrust my cock into its first ass. 

He groaned as I thrust deeply into his ass as it squeezed my rock hard cock. Fuck it felt good! My hips slapped his cheeks making them flatten and bounce from the impact. 

I noticed that he was still rock hard and whether it was out of habit from the night's activities or my own state of arousal, I reached down and begin to stroke his disappointing little cock. I continued to thrust in and out while simultaneously slapping his ass and roughly tugging his penis. 

"You love this don't you, whore!" I sneered. "You love being my bitch. You can't get enough of this big black cock sliding in and out of your ass."

His moaning increased until I sensed he was close. I stopped slapping his ass and pulled myself out of his ass reluctantly. I found the dildo and slammed it back into his empty hole which elicited another muffled cry. I then moved next to the fat man and kept working on his cock, cupping my hand as he ejaculated unto it. I squeezed every last drop and then knelt next to his face once again. 

"You said you'd finish on my face honey, but I think it would be much better if you finished on your own." With that, I poured his own cum onto his face and watch it dribble from his eye down his cheek to his chin. I then whipped the rest of it on top of his head.

"I hope you enjoyed that sweetie, because I sure did!"

I found Jenny's skirt and G-string folded up in a bag tucked behind the sofa and a small key hidden in the middle of them. I moved to the curtain and turned back before I left. The fat bastard lay panting in the same position I felt him, the massive black dildo still protruding from his red swollen ass and his face dripping with his own cum.

I moved through the curtain and then pressed the button on the side of my bracelet calling for Leon. A minute later, Leon appeared and I told him that the fat prick inside needed a hand. Leon opened the curtain slightly and looked back wide eyed. I gave him a wink and a shrug and walked back towards the toilets past the bar to find Jenny.

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I walked a little way down the corridor blindly, my mind a blur. I used the light that softly spilled out through its little window at eye level to guide my way. I placed my hand on the toilet door in a daze before releasing exactly what I was doing. This wasn't the girl's toilet where Jenny was. I was about to go straight into the male toilet dressed as a woman! I had a little laugh then caught a glimpse of something through the little window through the toilet door. The image completely took my breath away.

There through the small door window I saw Simone, my Simone. She was still dressed as a schoolgirl but her top had been pulled open and her incredible breasts swung free. Her skirt was also lifted. 

Simone had her arms and legs wrapped around a large, muscular Asian man with long hair and a goatee. He held her well off the ground. They stood on the side of me and I could see the large Asian's member emerging and re-emerging as he lifted and dropped her upon himself. 

I felt my own cock grow heavy and start to push out the front of my lacy panties. I leaned up against the door and pulled my penis free. I started to pull myself off in time with the rise and fall of Simone onto the man's wet dick. 

From behind Simone, I saw another skinner Asian man in a business suit approach. He had his penis out in his hand and spat on his hand and rubbed it on the swallow head. I saw the larger man say something to Simone, who looked over her shoulder 

and then back before nodding emphatically. The large man then lifted Simone higher exposing her gorgeous ass to the new man. 

The skinner Asian man placed his penis head against her little twitching starfish while the larger man held her motionless with his own cock still thrust deep inside her pussy. The man behind Simone began to push the head of his cock in her ass and she held on tightly to the large man's neck, placing her head on his shoulder. I watched enraptured, pulling on my penis with greater rhythm. 

"So you like it in your ass, little nurse," I heard whispered in my ear in a thick Greek accent. I jumped in surprise pulling my legs together and putting my hand over my engorged member self-consciously. "Yes," I said.

"Good," the man said behind me and I felt him lift my skirt and drop my underpants. 

I crossed my legs and pushed my ass out, hoping he wouldn't reach around me to discover my rock hard member that I had no hope of hiding in my present state of excitement. 

I felt a cock push straight into my already well-stretched and lubricated ass and begin thrusting furiously. The man's hands found my breasts as he pounded my ass while I reached my free left hand around behind me a hold his bare buttock to help guide his thrusts. The feeling was once again intoxicating. The rod pushing further and further inside me as my ass embraced the intrusion. He squeezed my tits and pushed his hand inside my bra to play with the 'nipple.'

Despite all his work behind me, I found myself once again drawn to the scene being played out through the toilet door before me. Simone was now being simultaneously fucked in both holes with the skinner man pawing at her breasts. I started pulling again at my own penis as the Greek man pounded away into my stretched rectum. 

God how could I ever go back to jerking myself of to Internet porn when I had a night like this!

"I have a little head start already, my beautiful nurse," he said. "I was watching when the little boys hammered your sexy little ass earlier and when I thought I saw something more in your pants than I expected, I just had to start pulling my own manhood." I stopped stroking myself and froze. 

He moved his hands down to my hips and one around to where my hand held my engorged cock motionless. "Yes honey, I was praying I was right." I felt his hand clench roughly around my member and I placed my hand over his protectively. He started to move his hand up and down to match his thrusting into me. I was both petrified and incredibly aroused as his rhythm increased and the pleasure began to 

mount within me.

He started to slam into me with deep, violent thrusts. "You just looked so sexy 

sucking and fucking that I couldn't control myself. I knew I needed to get into your ass myself and now get your cock. Now I have and it's even better than I hoped!"

I didn't respond but wrapped my arms around his neck and arched my back so he could better thrust and masturbate me. I relished the slide of his cock up my ass and watching my girl being skewered by two cocks in unison within the toilet. Suddenly, I felt the man behind he go incredibly hard inside me and heard him cry out " Yαμώ! 

Yαμώ! Fuck! Fuck!" Even after he had finished, he held himself deeply within me and continued to masturbate me as I felt his hot cum dribble back down my ass and leg. 

I felt my own excitement build, all the built up sexual stimulation, all the incredible awakenings and feelings, all the emotions and pleasures. My ass and balls clenched, the come building and rising up my manhood. The man continued to move his hand faster and faster as I saw the two Asian men place Simone down on the bathroom floor through the window, as they began to furiously masturbate over her awaiting mouth.

It was too much for me and I erupted all over the door and the man's hand, as I watched them do the same in her sweet mouth and all over Simone's beautiful face. 

"Thank you, όμορφος! I hope to see you and your glorious bottom again soon," he whispered in my ear then took my left wrist and placed his thumb on the panel before I sensed him leave. I couldn't have even told you what he looked like. I didn't turn to look. My attention was fully on Simone.

She looked up to the window that I watched through, perhaps sensing my presence. Her face dripped in cum but she never looked more alluring or beautiful to me. I gave her a smile and wink and she returned it before I turned and headed towards the girl's bathroom. The Greek man was nowhere to be seen.

I quickly pulled my G-string up and dress down and almost ran to the girl's bathroom where I found Jenny still hiding.

"I'm here, Jenny. I have your clothes and the key."

She let the door swing open and stepped out sheepishly. She was naked from the waist down and still handcuffed. Fuck she was hot with a perfect little body, hairless minge, toned stomach and wild auburn hair. 

"Could you help me with these first?" she asked, turning to give me an amazing view of her perfect rounded little bottom. I moved up and undid her handcuffs and then passed her clothes to her. 

"Thank you so much!" she cried, "I thought I would never escape."

"That's OK though that pig of a man made me earn it!"

She looked shocked and ashamed quickly trying to put on her clothes. "I'm sorry you had to go through that for me." God she was cute. "So what did you have to do for him?"

"I'll have to tell you another time. Simone, the 'schoolgirl', is my friend. Perhaps we could all go out together for drinks one night?" I asked with a smile.

"I'd like that, "she smiled, "when I feel normal again."

"Yes. It's been a crazy night," I chuckled. We both checked our makeup and chatted briefly about how we came to be invited here. Jenny said she was an exotic dancer and had been approached a few nights back. They walked out together and went to the bar and grabbed a drink.

"Almost closing time girls," Bridget stated, approaching the two of them at the bar. 

She looked tired. "Leon is helping the last clients out of the club."

Both the girls were relieved. It had been a huge night. Jenny turned to Bridget and went to ask something, took another drink, and then finally forced out her question. 

"Bridget. Why did you bring in girls such as ourselves tonight as 'Waitresses' when you could have brought in professional escorts?"




"Waiting" on Fantasy Pt. 02



Bridget turned to Jenny. "When we first opened the club we did just that - bring in 'High Priced Call Girls' to service the 'High Rollers.' The clients were not interested. 

The consensus was that they could pay for that sort of girl any time they wished but they wanted the fantasy, the illusion of innocents." Bridget signaled for a cocktail and took a sip. 

"They wanted those girls who every guy lusted after at school, in nightclubs and in everyday life. They wanted the challenge and the hunt. You are enticed to stay and please the clients with monetary incentives but in the end the choice to stay is yours." 

"But for the money on offer all the girls would have stayed, so where was the challenge?" I asked.

Bridget smiled at us and said, "Of the eight girls who began the night, two left early while one was asked to leave when she upset a client." 

"YOU!" I heard bellowed across club. I turned my head to towards the angry shout and saw the fat man striding towards me. He was fully clothed now in slacks, shirt and tie. Leon moved quickly behind him, concern written all over his face. Jenny yelped and darted back the way of the toilet. 

I steeled myself for what was coming. If he attacked me, I was ready to try and defend myself but what I really feared was what would come next. There was no way I would get away from tonight with a cent in hand. I had hoped, a desperate hope, that the fat prick would sulk away out of the club embarrassed but he was obviously a vengeful bastard who was keen to ruin my night.

He marched straight past Bridget and up to me. His girth pushed me up against the bar and I had my hand ready, level with his balls, to hurt him if he struck me. He grabbed me around the face, squeezing my cheeks in his rough gasp. He moved my face close to his angry gaze and I moved my hand close to his balls, ready to inflict as 

much pain as possible if he hurt me.

"You hurt me, bitch!" he said menacingly but then drew close and spoke quiet enough so that only I could hear. "You're lucky that I liked it." His eyes darted to my groin before he grabbed my face 

roughly and kissed me hard and full on the lips. He then grabbed my wrist and pushed his thumb against the panel. He let me go and then waddled past Bridget. 

"That one was the best slut you've ever had here."

"Glad to hear you had a lovely night, David," Bridget said coolly and then turned to me raising her eyebrow. Leon helped the fat bastard, David, by the arm towards the exit. He was having trouble walking. Leon held David's bag of tricks in his other hand. 

This had certainly been a night of surprises. To think I had started the night sitting on the couch watching a movie as a guy, to now be sitting here dressed as a naughty nurse, was mind blowing. 

The music was turned off and the remaining girls began to trickle back. Most stopped by the bathroom first. Bridget went through the elaborate door that led towards the change room and back entrance before all the girls had returned. The girls all looked exhausted but most still laughed and giggled about their experiences. 

I gave Jenny my number and she said she'd call.

The last to return was Simone. She looked absolutely spent. She slowly wandered over to me looking sheepish but I jumped out of my seat and moved up to her to wrap her up in a big hug. 

"I'm so happy to see you," I said. "What a night! Are you ok?"

"Just exhausted!" she whispered and I helped her to a chair.

After five minutes, Leon returned and removed all our bracelets and took them through the door Bridget left through. Ten minutes later, Leon reappeared and asked curvy cheerleader and Asian girl dressed as a maid to come with him. They waved their goodbyes and followed the Security Guard through the door. A few minutes later, Leon asked Jenny to come with him. Jenny gave me a big hug and said goodbye to Simone before following Leon through the door as well.

Finally after five minutes more, Leon asked Simone and myself to come through. We waved goodbye to Greg and left the bar. Leon opened the change room door and gestured for us to go in. Bridget stood within smiling. I took that as a good sign.

"Girls, you did amazingly well tonight." She passed over an envelope of cash to both of us. 

We both counted it out. "There should be $3500 there for you Michelle and $4000 in there for you Simone." I turned to look at Simone. She smiled back sheepishly.

"You go girl!" I said, giving her a playful shove.

"Girls before you go, I have something else to discuss with you," Bridget said looking professional once again. "This club was established to entice High Rollers to our casino but our casino is only one in a much larger chain of casinos."

Simone and I looked at each other quizzically.

"There is a large tournament held in Macao, China every year where the biggest gamblers in the world are invited for the game with the highest stakes. We have other clubs around the world similar to this one where girls are invited to attend. 

The best of these girls are invited to attend this annual tournament where the rewards they earned for nights in clubs such as these are dwarfed. I would like to invite you two girls to represent our club at this tournament."

Simone looked like she was struggling to stand so I said, "I'm sorry Bridget, but I don't think we could survive another night like tonight."

"OK," Bridget said, disappointment edging her voice. "If you change your mind, let me know before the end of the week .The tournament is at the end of the month," 

Bridget said, fishing out a business card and passing it to me.We wandered over to out lockers and went to the bathroom to change. Simone went to return her costume but Bridget waved her away, "Keep it if you like. We don't reuse costumes."

Simone nodded and we collected our things moving through the door and out into the alley where we began this journey in what felt like a lifetime ago. The sun had begun to rise hidden by the city buildings around us. We began to walk off, giving 

Bridget and Leon a wave.

After a few steps Simone stopped and turned, "So just how big of rewards are we talking about?" 

"Give me a call and I'll tell you," Bridget smiled and slowly shut the door. We stood staying at the door for a moment before walking arm in arm towards the street to hail a cab.

"So $4000! Shit. You've got a lot of explaining to do, girlfriend," I teased.

"What about after I have a good sleep I do better than tell you what happened. What about I show you!" She gave my ass a pinch and giggled.

My life was never going to be the same after tonight...



"Waiting" on Fantasy



We threw down a quick drink and left our apartment together to grab a cab to Sirens.

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So here I was standing in a tiny little alley after searching for far too long to find a place no one seemed to have even heard about. We had found the place hidden away down a series of small streets and alleys at the back of the cities new casino. 

We had finally found the front door and a little sign placed upon it directing waitresses around the side alley to the back door. Now we were very late and I was becoming increasingly doubtful we would get entry into the club at all. I needed to get inside somewhere soon though because I was freezing to death standing out here with more skin showing than was being covered. 

After banging on the door a third time we turned to leave when the door slot slid open. Two bloodshot eyes peered out of the darkness scanning us up and down. 

"Tokens?" a deep voice resonated from behind the door. Simone fished around in her little clutch purse and passed the two tokens through the slot to the man behind. After another brief pause we heard a series of clicks before the door swung open. 

There stood a huge security guard, fairly stereotypical in appearance; baldhead, barrel chest, undersized black t-shirt.

He moved aside and we stepped into a small entry hallway. A single tall lamp cast a pale red light around the small space. There was small artistic paintings of beautiful girls on three of the ways – one was dancing in the clouds, another sitting on a beach in twilight staring out to the sea and the last a girl naked but her modesty covered in leaves as she lay on a forest bed. Two doors exited the small hall - one to the left and another more elaborate door straight ahead.

"Wait here," the Security guard, signaled opening the knocking on the door to the left and stepping through. After a minute of Simone and I fidgeting and readjusting our dresses the door reopened and the security guard reemerged followed by a beautiful red head wearing a sexy police girls outfit. 

"Hi," she said sheepishly making a vain effort to pull down her tiny blue shirt. 

Simone and I both waved as she was ushered past us by the Bouncer and then through the larger door at the end of the small hallway.

"Well hurry up," we heard from the room we stood before. We quickly turned our attention back to where the voice came from. Through the open door we saw a small middle-aged skinny woman dressed in business attire. Her hair was pulled back in a bun and her features were hard though she still retained a refined, if still somewhat harsh, beauty. 

"I had thought we were going to be short staffed tonight you were so late," she stated scrutinizing us with a cold glare. 

She ushered us in with a wave and shut the door behind us. We stood in what seemed to be a huge closet with series of lockers positioned along the left wall and manikins along the right. Opposite the door we had entered at the end of the room was yet another door, which stood slightly open, revealing a bathroom beyond. 

The stately woman signaled for us to move further into the room before circling us judging us with a measured eye. She placed her hand to our chins to move our faces to each side for her to take a better look ran a hand down or side and to squeeze our arms and even butts. All the while she made little murmurs of approval or acknowledgement, "Yes, yes, you will both do nicely!" she finished her assessment with. Finally she drew out a tape and made took some final measurements before directing us to the bathroom. 

"My name is Bridget. I will assist you preparing for tonight. You will need to choose between the last two uniforms that are left. You are the last two waitresses to arrive so the choices are left between these two." 

Bridget held her hands clasped in front of her as she spoke before gesturing to the only two manikins that were still clothed. 

One displayed a skimpy schoolgirl outfit while the other a tiny nurses outfit.I looked at both sexy costumes you would normally expect to see either in a bedroom or sex shop.

"Where is the rest of our uniforms?" Simone asked incredulously.

Bridget frowned and spoke in tone that allowed for no more discussion, "You are here to entertain our clients. You will be paid well for ensuring they always have a drink in their hands and a pretty face to talk to. If you displease any of our important guests and they complain you will be dismissed from your employment tonight without another word. If our visitors tonight are pleased you will receive $1000 at the end of your shift."

Simone and I both looked at each other with a mixture of excitement at the amount of money we could earn for one nights work and concern that we could loss such an opportunity just for making a tiny mistake that upset one of the men inside.

"Additionally you could earn receive additional money from rewards. On your wrist you'll be given a little bracelet affix with a small panel. If a client is particularly taken 

with you and your service they will place there thumb print upon the panel to be scanned. If this occurs you will receive $500 additional payment at the end of the night." Bridget continued manner-a-factly.

We both turned to each other, wide eyed, almost jumping out of our skins.

"First girls you need to quickly choose your uniforms, dress yourselves and prepare yourself in the bathroom. You have ten minutes."

Simone quickly took the Schoolgirl outfit leaving me with the Nurse outfit. She ducked into the bathroom first quickly followed by me leaving Bridget alone in the room. As soon as we got through the room we wrapped each other up in a hug and squealed with delight.

"$1000 and $500 a client for a tip! This could mean we could stay roommates!" 

Simone exclaimed in excitement.

"Wow but it seems to good to be true," I responded skeptically, "I know I'm we're nice on the eye and all but surely they expect us to do more for that sort of money than just give them a few drinks and flutter our eye lashes!"

"Maybe," Simone said sitting down a little deflated, "but $1000 would be nice. I'd do almost anything to get that sort of money for one nights work. Wouldn't you?" she questioned looking up at me.

"Yes. Probably but lets just see how the night goes and leave if we get uncomfortable," I answered.

Simone nodded and her smile appeared once again. "Ok lets get ready Sweetie!" she said with a wink.

I first went into the toilet together and found not only a toilet but a bidet. "What's that?" I said dragging Simone in. She giggled and turned it on causing a small stream of water to shoot into the air. She then signaled to her bottom by way of explanation.

"Oh," I whispered.

"You should love the clean," she laughed leaving the room.

I promptly made sure I used the toilet and then cleaned out by bottom out and in. 

The feeling was strange but I certainly was clean all the way up my back passage when I was finished. I then fished around in my little handbag for my lipstick. While I was searching I found a little tube of lubricant Simone must keep on hand. The thought of Simone using the lubricant on her fingers started to turn me on immediately. 

I squeezed out some on my fingers, put one foot up on the toilet and then moved my fingers slowly to my little hole. I started with one finger, then two and before long I had four of my own fingers pushed deep into my ass. I pulled my fingers out and pushed the head of the lubricant tube up my ass and gave it a big squeeze to have my ass ready for more of my play.

Knock, knock, "Are you ready Mish? We haven't got long," Simone called through the door.

Whoops. No time for that I thought. "Almost," I replied and quickly starting putting on my little white nurses outfit.

The costume came with a white frilly G-string, which I put on first. I then put on the tiny white skirt that barely covered my ass cheeks at all but if I found if I pulled it down at the back to cover my bottom completely it road up at the from showing a little too much of a mound at the front of my panties so I decided a little bit of cheek was a safer alternative.

Next I put on my little white top that I tied up at the front. It showed plenty of cleavage and left my midriff bare. I bent over and pulled on my thigh high white suspenders. Finally I checked that my wig was well and truly secured and then placed my nurses cap on my head and slipped on my red high heels again. The costume also came with a stethoscope, which I placed around my neck.

"Ok Simone come in," I invited to my friend. Simone opened the door and I almost lost my load just looking at her. She had a tiny little red plaited skirt and white tie up top similar to my own though hers barely had enough fabricate to tie up and cover her glorious breasts. She had long red knee high socks and black buckled shoes. She had put her long black silken hair into two pigtails that she had tied with little bows using the same material as her dress. Her lips were red and full. She smiled at me and looked me up and down with those breathtaking blue eyes and I was speechless.

"You look absolutely sexy!" she said finally.

"I do?!" I finally replied, "You are the hottest girl I've ever seen!"

"You really think so?" she said turning from side to side to give me a look at her from all angles.

"I know so," I stated lustfully my tongue barely staying in my mouth. I found it hard not to jump on her immediately. "What about me?" 

"I just told you looked incredible!" she giggled, "You are going to have a hard time keeping the guys hands to themselves around you tonight." Simone gave me another amazing smile then moved up to me removing some foundation from her purse and reapplied it around my chest to ensure my cleavage looked natural before touching up my lipstick and eye makeup. 

The door swung open and an irate Bridget stepped through just as Simone was finishing touching up her own makeup. "You either come now or your night will be over before it begins!"

We quickly moved past her through the door and put the clothing we came with into two of the empty lockers before we moved to the door where Bridget waited impatiently. 

"Place these on," she said handing me a bracelet with a number 6 on it and Simone a bracelet with a 7. 

"The bracelets are expensive. If you damage the bracelet tonight the repair of it with be taken from your income or, if you are ejected early, billed to your address."

Without any further comment Bridget and the Security Guard moved out the door and we followed walking through the small entry and then the elaborate door we saw earlier.

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We both followed Bridget into the dimly lit room while the Security Guard waited and shut the door behind us. Nervous female chatter greeted us as we moved to the bar where six other girls sat drinking. All of them were very attractive and all of them were dressed in outfits similar to those Simone and Michelle wore. 

The red haired girl wearing the police outfit waved a greeting as they approached and then went back to her conversation with a slim Asian girl wearing a maids costume. Another curvy brunette had cheerleading attire on, a dark skinned girl had a pink playboy bunny dress on, another girl with curly brown hair had a genie costume and finally the last girl with short blond hair at the end of the bar was dressed as a horny little devil. The bartender offered them a choice of cocktail or shot and both girls took down three shots before Bridget demanded all the waitresses' attention.

"Welcome girls. As you are quickly becoming aware of this is not your typical club." 

Bridget began as she paraded, with hand clenched, before the girls. She spoke in a controlled tone with her eyes darting from one girl to the next as she continued.

"This club is for very wealthy clients, most of who have come by invitation from the casino and who are flown in at our expense to gamble. These visitors think nothing of gamble a day away in denominations in excess of thousand of dollars a hand before then flying back the next day."

Some of the girls began whispering at this.

"Pay attention girls or you will be asked to leave," the murmuring quickly stopped.

"This club has been set up as an additional enticement to both bring these 'High Rollers' to our Casino and then keep them returning. You have an opportunity to make a significant amount of money from these gentlemen if you please them. Keep the drink flowing, talk and flirt, make them happy. Your role tonight is to make them never want to leave and when they inevitably do, we want them to desperately want to come back."

The girls all looked nervous and excited.

"If they are displeased in any way you will be quietly asked to leave without payment for the night. You bracelets will be collected at the end of the evening and any money you have accumulated given to you in cash."

The Security Guard moved a hand to one ear and then walked over and whispered something in Bridget's ear. She nodded in him in acknowledgement.

"It seems it is almost time to open the doors. The club is set up with a central dance floor here in front of the bar and then a series of small rooms or booths. Each of you will be allocated a number to wear when the clients enter. The numbers will match the number on your bracelet. When the clients move inside you will need to stay seated at the bar for them to see you and the number you wear. They will be in the dark; you will be in the light of the bar." 

Bridget stopped and looked over towards the girls some of who were attempting to adjust their costumes.

"Some clients may want a specific waitress to serve them. Some may just like the way you look when they arrive, others may like the look of costume. Tonight's attending clients requested the costumes you wear tonight. If they do request you to wait upon them you will feel your bracelet vibrate and on the small panel a booth number will appear." Bridget pointed to the glowing numbers marked above each booth around the perimeter of the club.

"I'm sorry Bridget," one girl dressed as the genie dared to interrupt, "what if you are already serving someone else?"

Bridget raised an eyebrow but choose to answer, "Actually I reasonable question my dear," she said nodding in approval. "One the side of the bracelet you have received in a small button, push that once if you are unable to attend and hold it down if you need assistance or are in trouble. Leon here with assist you in that case." Bridget gestured towards the Security Guard who folded his arms imposingly. 

"The bartender who has been serving you name is Greg. Please do not waist your time talking to Greg. He is a lovely young man but you are being paid to serve the clients, always remember that."

Leon placed his hand to his ear once again at what I guessed was an earpiece and made another move toward Bridget but she waved him away obviously guessing his intent and message.

"Ok the doors are about to open, position yourself in the order of you bracelet number, from left to right. Greg will pass you a card with your corresponding number on it to hold once you've sat in your correct order. I will now greet our guests. Remember we want them to never want to leave girls!"

With that she turned and move purposefully towards the darkness beyond the dance floor and what we assumed was the entrance to the exclusive club. Music began to play while we moved into position and took our cards from Greg who gave me a wink. I smiled nervously back at him before adjusting my outfit and positioning myself in what I hoped was an alluring way.

We heard the gradual murmur of conversation as the clients entered the club and fanned out in the darkness of the back of the dance floor. The lights spilling over the bar made it very difficult to see anything other than shapes and shadows beyond. I could make out Bridget's voice laughing and talking but could not see her. Eventually the lights around the bar began to dim also and Bridget approached us. 

"Time to get to work ladies. Fan out and start by taking their drink orders."

Simone and I moved off through the shadowy light with a small pad and pencil in hand. Booths ringed the club with other sofas and tables positioned around the small dance floor. Two young men looking uncomfortable wearing tuxedos lounged on a sofa just to the left of the bar. One sat back with arms behind his head and legs open while the other sloped forward with his chin on his hands as he leaned on the table. I sauntered up towards the men with a friendly smile painted on my face to hide my nervousness. 

Both men saw me approach and immediately sat up and gave each other a quick glance and raised their eyebrows. They would be a similar age to me if not younger, so I guessed around early twenties. 

"Hello gentlemen. Can I get you something?" I said seductively in my practiced voice.

Both men tired to look cool and unfazed which made me stifle a smile and relaxed me somewhat. "Two vodka and lemonade's," one managed to say before adding a second later, "Sexy," marveling at his own bravery.

"Two vodka and lemonade's coming boys," I repeated giving them a wink before walking off gently swaying my hips. I remembered to glance over my shoulder after a moment and caught them checking out my legs and bottom so gave them a little smile to let them know I appreciated their attention. I could almost sense their unexpected delight.

I ordered at the bar and then headed back with the drinks to the two boys. I found I was having fun teasing the young men. As I approached them I could see them almost panting with desire. I loved the feeling of power knowing that they lusted after me. As a man no woman had ever done that to me. In fact most women didn't even spare me a glance. As Michelle though, I had both men and women wanting me.

I placed the drinks down and one of the boys decided to squeeze my ass when I had my back to him. My first reaction was to turn around and punch him clean in the face but instead I just turned around and said "Naughty boy," with a smile and heading back towards the bar.

On the way my bracelet began to buzz. I looked down to the small panel and saw the Booth number 9 appear there. I looked up to the glowing numbers above the booths and walked back past the boys to look for the correct client. The boys beckoned me to stay as I passed and I assured them I would be back.

I walked past a few occupied booths searching for the right booth. I passed one booth that had its curtain half drawn. I sneaked a look within and saw the redhead who was dressed as a police girl sitting on the lap of a very rotund man sucking one of his fingers. Michelle moved on and eventual found the correct booth.Number nine booth had its red velvet curtain drawn and I carefully approached.

"Hello? Did someone want a waitress?" I asked, quietly pulling the side of the curtain back and looking in. 

"Come on in my little nurse," a Southern drawl resonated from the sofa within. I stepped through and pulled the curtain closed behind me with a signal from the man. My eyes had begun to adjust to the dim light of the club and I could make out some of the features of the client sitting within. He was dressed in jeans and a long sleeve shirt that was unbuttoned to reveal the hairy chest beneath. He wore what I thought was snakeskin shoes and had a weathered face that had seen years of sun. He had a thick crop of greying hair and a thick mustache.

"Could I get you a drink Sweetie?" I asked in a little girl voice.

"No Honey." he said coolly, "I have one already," he stated holding up what looked like a glass of bourbon. "I just want my nurse." He didn't move a muscle. He just kept 




"Waiting" on Fantasy



his unwavering stare leveled at me. I felt paralyzed under the scrutiny. "Goddamit," he finally said breaking the silence, "you're hotter than a goats butt in a pepper patch!"

"Why thank you." I stammered still unsure of myself.

"I'm hankerin' to tell you to a story, Honeypie. It's a story of nurse so come up here and park that sweet toush Darling." He moved the table aside and patted the sofa beside him. I gave him another smile and slowly sat down next to him while he said in way of encouragement "Now don't you worry, I ain't a biter!" he chuckled. 

As soon as I sat he placed his hand on my quickly crossed legs and ran it slowly up and down watching his hand in open lust. "You know there are days I can't but drive past a hospital without getting a tingle in my pants. Looking at you in that costume I'm as happy as a puppy with two peckers and horny as hell."

I took his hand in both of mine when his hand began to stray a little too far up my thigh, "Is there a boy in this story?" I guessed trying to move his attention away from getting up my dress, interlocking my fingers with his.

"Actually there is Sweetie. When I was a youngin', no older than thirteen I was racin' around our ranch on my Papa's motorcycle. I hit a rock that was hidden in the grass and flew straight down the side of a ravine. Broke both arms and a leg. I was hitched up in hospital for weeks.

One day I was hooked up in bed looking like Pinocchio with all those darn wires, crying, when a nurse came over and said it was time for my sponge bath. I had never seen this nurse before but I read her name tag – "Betty." She took the covers away and slid the plastic beneath me. She then pulled the curtains around the bed and removed my robe. She then began to softly wash me using a sponge and her hands. 

Up and 'til then the old nurses had washed me as if I were a hairy hog straight out of a mud pit. Her touch was more a caress and her wash felt intimate. Before long I was sporting a solid pole and hadn't any way to hide it or push it down with both arms broken. 

She gave me a smile and then moved her soft hand to my ridged willy and within moments I was groaning and shot my first load on a girl. She then cleaned me up, dressed me and left without a word. I've never found another sexual moment in my life to compare."He leaned in until he was but inches from me and whispered; "Now I want you to help me relive that story..."

I panicked. What did he want? Was it my hand around his cock? My instinct told me to flee and get out of there fast.

"Oh, Sweetie." I said trying to keep my tone lighthearted while unlocking my fingers with his to stand up, "I'll go find another waitress to help you who would be much better at helping you with your story."

The weathered Texan didn't move but just maintained his level stare on me for what felt like minutes. "Girly, I have made a career out of reading people. Last time I came to this town I requested a nurse too. That girl didn't see the night out."

I shifted feet uncomfortably. 

"She wasn't my Nurse Betty. I almost didn't come back to your little casino this year because I didn't want to risk being disappointed again." He leaned forward placing his leathered hands upon the table. "I requested a nurse tonight Darling so if you leave this booth now then I do too and this casino will lose my business forever. So poop or get off the pot. You're choice."

I was backed into a corner and he knew it. If I left now I would be dismissed and loss any chance to get the amazing money offered from the night. If I stayed I would have to do whatever he wanted me to do. The thought of that and the fear of discovery scared me more than I had ever thought possible. But I hadn't come this far to fall at the first hurdle. I was better and stronger than that. I was not a man (or woman) of half measures and I decided if I was going to do this at all, I would do it with every skill and talent I had.

My body language completely changed and relaxed. I would was Nurse Betty I decided. "I'm not going anywhere Sweetie now I'll help you get ready for your bath young man," I said pushing him back on the sofa, "now lie back and let Nurse Betty give you a good clean!" 

I slowly knelt on the floor in front of him and undid his belt before sliding down his jeans revealing his white y-fronts beneath. I ran my hands slowly up and down his body. I moved my hands under his shirt and through the hair on his chest before moving up and down his bare legs. I let my fingers stray beneath the elastic of the underwear. A massive tent was already forming in his.

"It must be so hard for you lying all alone in this bed without a hand to help you with a inch, scratch or tickle," I said moving my hand under his underpants to feel his pubic hair and balls.

"Goddam!" he groaned throwing his head back and closing his eyes.

"Now there's no need for a cussing young man," I cheekily chided. 

OK this was it. David, who only a few hours earlier was a semi normal young guy living a normal existence was now about to hold a strangers penis. Strangely, rather than disgust him he felt his own member began to twitch and rise. He clamped his legs together, took a deep breath and slid his hand fully into the Southerner's pants and released his rock hard member.

At this proximity, his penis was huge. It was veined and soft to the touch with a large purple head. He breathed in the inviting musky smell and moved his other hand to encircle it and slowly slide it from the base to the tip.

"You must have been really uncomfortable leaving this building up so much tension. A boy at your age needs a regular release. Let me help you," I said offering sympathy.

"Thank you Nurse Betty," he said through closed lids.

I took his penis in both hands eagerly and began to stroke his. I watched the skin I grasped, slide over the muscle beneath. I imagined it like a wave of flesh beneath my hand, slowly building and rolling to become an uncontrolled tidal wave of ecstasy.I took away one hand and began to knead his balls.

"Thank you Nurse Betty, Thank you!" was all that he seemed to be able to say.

His penis felt so hard in my hand and watching him writhe in pleasure to my moments was equally arousing me. I reached down and felt my own hard penis in my hand and stroked it for a moment, reveling in the unison. I took my hand away from myself after a moment regaining my focus.I moved up to whisper in his ear, "It feels so good doesn't it? My little hands moving up and down your teenage shaft." 

"Please don't stop Nurse Betty! If feels so good." He begged.

I moved down his body again and watched my hand slowly torture his release. He begin to try and thrust with my strokes to quicken the pace but I was in control and I wanted his excitement to last and build slowly so I used my other hand to stop his movement.

"Be careful young man. Let me finish off the bath." 

I moved so I was barely inches from his great shaft. The smell and feel of it was glorious. I remembered earlier in the evening when Simone had used her mouth on me and the incredible feeling of pleasure it had given me. I looked again to the cock moving in my hand and made a decision. 

I leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock. He cried out in unexpected pleasure. I thought it would taste terrible but was surprised to like it. I then licked him from root to tip. He craned his head forward slightly to look down at me and, taking a leaf out of Simone's book, I captured his eyes with mine while slowly lowering my open mouth down his shaft. He threw his head back in pleasure again before quickly returning his eyes back to mine as I began to lift my red lips up and down on his cock with increased speed.

"Yes Nurse Betty, yes. I always dreamed you would do this to me!" He yelled out in ecstasy moving his hands to the top of my head.

"Now move your arms back young man. They are broken after all," I reminded him, 

"we wouldn't want you to damage them further."

He reluctantly removed them, "Yes Nurse Betty," he said chastised. I kept his cock in my hand and licked his sweaty balls reveling in the salty flavor before resuming my work on his penis.

He began to thrust into my mouth faster and faster as I allowed him to push further and further into my throat. At one stage I felt myself choking but I forced myself to relax and he was quickly smacking into the back of my throat with abandon. 

"My God! I never dreamed it could be this good!" he yelled as I felt him stiffen as a blast of pasty, salty liquid sprayed in my mouth. The taste was very similar to the taste of my own cum and I let the seaman drip from my down his cock. Then, making sure he was watching, I slowly licked it off his still erect cock and swallowed it.

"Fuck girl! You are the hottest thing alive!" He groaned throwing himself back in exhaustion. I heard some murmurs of approvals from behind me, and even some light applause. I turned surprised and noticed the booth curtain had been pulled back and a small collection of figures, hidden in the shadowy light, stood back enjoying the show. I stood up and blew them all a kiss.

"Come here Darling," the Texan commanded in a rather tired tone. I leaned closer and he kissed me before taking my wrist to place his thumb upon the panel in my bracelet. "You more than earned it Honey."

I kissed him again and then collected my tray flushed with triumphant. The crowd dispersed before me as I walked towards the bar. With a quick calculation, if I continued to please the guests, I had made $1500 in little over half an hour into the night. The best part was that I felt I had awoken a side of me that he never even knew was there. 

Michelle was a powerful woman, lusted after and desired by men and women alike. He wanted Simone but he found he loved the feel of cock too; in his hands and in his mouth. Perhaps before the end of the night he would find out if he liked the feel of it elsewhere too. After all it was a long night ahead.

Then his bracelet started vibrating....