Grounding Research Ch.2

Grounding Research ch. 2

This is the second part of a continuing story. In order to appreciate the characters and their relationship, please read the first part: Grounding Research.

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Davon and Jalisa were seated in front of his home computer. Although they had been close friends for years, there was a strange tension between them today. Davon had agreed to help Jalisa research prostitutes for her new mystery book. In the course of their research, Davon had sex with a prostitute, Lin, while Jalisa watched. Although Davon really enjoyed his time with Lin, he was worried about how it would affect his friendship with Jalisa.

Jalisa seemed a little less disturbed than Davon. At least she was doing a good job of keeping the conversation businesslike.

"Like I said, Davon, the main character in my next book is addicted to sex with prostitutes. He's pretty well off, so he often takes high-priced escorts on weekend trips and vacations. That's what we need to research next."

"But Lin had really high ratings on the escort review site. She was fantastic. I don't see what else you need to learn."

"Lin was wonderful Davon, and really sweet. She's exactly the kind of girl this guy would see when he was in town. But the kind of woman I'm talking about is in a different league. She needs to be sophisticated enough to accompany an executive in any situation."

"So where do we find a girl like that?"

"The same place we found Lin - on the Internet. Some of the people I interviewed gave me passwords for some exclusive websites. I looked them over ahead of time. This one seems to be the top agency for our area," she said, leaning across Davon to type the address into the web browser.

"Classy looking site! They must've paid a lot for a design like this."

"I don't see a search function - it looks like you have to browse through the girls."

"Well, there aren't that many. It looks like each one has a personal bio, plus pictures. Wow, these are some nice looking women!" Davon said.

"Look at that girl, Davon. What a body! And look at the bio. She's an art history graduate and she speaks French and Italian."

"Yeah, if I wanted a girl to take on my next business trip to Europe, she's the one I'd call," Davon laughed. "Hey, the advance on your book won't cover a trip to Europe, will it?"

"Dream on, my friend. I was thinking more in terms of an overnight at a nice spa."

"You're serious? You want me to spend the night with one of these women?"

"Yes Davon, I really do. You know how I feel about getting the characters and the background just right in my books. This is something I just need to see."

Davon turned his attention back to the screen. He really didn't know how to respond. It seemed like Jalisa was taking this much too far. He tried to relax and focus on the girls. After all, it was pretty exciting checking out beautiful women, and knowing they were available for sex.

There was one woman in particular that caught his eye. She wasn't the type of woman he usually went for. She was tall and thin, with long wavy red hair and very fair skin. Her web page said that she was 5' 10" and wore a 34B bra.

Her photos were beautiful. In one she wore a sexy but conservative evening gown. In another she wore a very revealing bikini. There were also photos of her wearing casual clothes and a business suit, and a close-up showing her full lips and green eyes.


Her bio said her name was Bianca, she loved sports, and she studied investment finance.

He gasped when he got to her "Rates" - $2500 for an overnight stay!

He started to flip to the next page but Jalisa stopped him.

"That's OK Davon. I knew how much this was going to cost. But just for a minute, let me get inside your head. Why do you like her?"

"Well, she's beautiful. She's also different from most of the others. After seeing all the huge tits and cleavage shots, she really stands out. And that picture of her face and those lips..." Davon stopped, embarrassed.

"Yes, I can imagine what you were thinking about her lips!" Jalisa reached down and mischievously pressed her hand against his crotch, feeling his bulging erection inside his pants. She knew instantly it was a mistake. Looking into his shocked eyes, she realized how tense he had been around her since their session with Lin. She quickly looked away, embarrassed, and continued talking.

"Look, there's a phone number. It's late afternoon, so maybe if we're lucky you can catch her."

Davon picked up the phone and dialed. A woman with a lilting voice answered it on the third ring.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Bianca? My name is Davon. A saw your page on the travel companions website."

"Yes Davon - are you looking for a companion for a trip?"

"Well not really. Actually, I'm just looking for an overnight experience. You see I'm helping a friend with research for her book. She wants to see how an escort interacts with a client. I'm sorry, I know this sounds very strange."

"A little. Would your friend be joining us?" She seemed more curious than surprised by Davon's request.

"She'd be there in the room, but not participating. We've actually already done this once, but never with someone like you. I mean, never overnight."

"I see. Do you have a place in mind? Some of my clients like to go up to the wine country for the weekend."

"I'm afraid we really hadn't talked about it. Jalisa, what would you think of going up to the wine country for the weekend?"

"Hmmm... I don't know, Davon. I hate the traffic leaving the city for the weekend, and I was really only planning on one night. Ask her if she knows of someplace nice in town. Something very upscale, where she might entertain an out-of-town visitor."

Davon relayed this to Bianca, who had several suggestions. They eventually settled on spending Saturday night in an executive suite at the Regents Hotel, a downtown landmark, and dinner at the exclusive hotel restaurant. Bianca said that the hotel was actually less busy on weekends, and she could get reservations for them. Davon wondered what sort of arrangement she had with the hotel, but didn't ask. He was sure Jalisa would get the details if she needed the information for her book.

They made arrangements to meet at the hotel, and Bianca told Davon what sort of clothes to bring. Before hanging up she took Davon's phone number and gave him her cell-phone number.

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As they had arranged with Bianca, Davon and Jalisa arrived at the Regents Hotel late Saturday afternoon. Bianca had made a room reservation in Davon's name. When he picked up the key at the front desk, the hotel clerk informed him that there was a young woman waiting for him in the hotel lounge.

They found her sitting at a corner table, sipping a drink. She was dressed in a conservative but very attractive outfit - a simple blouse that emphasized her small, shapely breasts, and a mid-length skirt and boots, which showed off her long legs. Her face was beautiful - big, wide eyes, full lips, and a soft smile.

She greeted them warmly when they introduced themselves, giving Davon and Jalisa each a hug.

"Why don't we go up and see the room?" she suggested. "The desk clerk will send up my bags along with yours."

There was an express elevator to the top two floors, where the executive suites and the penthouse were located. Davon used the card-key the hotel clerk had given him to activate the elevator.

As the elevator started up Jalisa said, "This must be very strange for you - my being with you and Davon and taking notes for my books."

"Not really," Bianca said with a smile. "Last summer, a client paid me to travel to Greece with him and his wife. During the days, he and I visited museums and saw the sites, while his wife shopped. At night he would come to my room and we'd make love. Some nights he'd spend the night in my bed, and other nights he'd return to his own room to sleep with his wife. Then, in the morning, we'd all meet for breakfast and talk about our plans for the day. His wife was really very nice to me. THAT was a weird experience!"

"Alright then! I guess I won't worry about what you must think of me."

Jalisa was quiet after that. Davon knew her well enough to realize that she was thinking about her book, wondering if she could somehow work Bianca's anecdote into the story.

When the elevator stopped, Bianca showed them to the room. She had stayed there before and was familiar with the amenities, but Jalisa and Davon were almost overwhelmed. There was a huge bedroom with two beds, a fireplace and a TV; a living room with an enormous plasma TV; a small bar; a spa with a treadmill, a stationary cycle and a big Jacuzzi; and two bathrooms.

"This is all ours?" Davon asked. As a regional sales manager for his company, he'd stayed in many first-class hotels, but the executive suite was almost as big as his house - and much better furnished.

"Some of the suites are even bigger. This one only has one bedroom, and the Jacuzzi is only big enough for four people."

As they finished the "tour," their bags arrived. Davon tipped the bellman, noticing as he unloaded the suitcases that Bianca had a Louis Vuitton overnight bag and make-up case.

Bianca suggested that they dress for dinner, so they'd have plenty of time afterwards to play. "As I mentioned on the phone, the restaurant is fairly formal - besides, it's fun to dress up for a big night, isn't it?"

She and Jalisa retreated to the two bathrooms, leaving Davon to change in the spa. He quickly changed from his casual clothes to his best suit - a hand tailored Italian suit he'd splurged on when he was promoted to regional manager. It really showed off his fit, muscular body. Davon wasn't a vain man, but he couldn't help smiling as he looked at himself in the mirror.

The girls were still dressing and seeing to their makeup, so he turned on the plasma TV in the living room and lost himself in a ball game.

Some time later the girls joined him. Bianca was wearing a dark green designer dress. The tight-fitting gown was slit almost to the waist, showing flashes of her perfect breasts, and emphasizing her tall, thin form. The color complemented her fair skin and red hair. A diamond choker, bracelet and earrings completed the outfit.

Jalisa also looked great. She wore a black and white strapless dress that worked very well with her hair and bronze skin, and showed off her very ample cleavage. Davon was impressed with how good she looked - he didn't often see his friend dressed in such a sexy outfit.

They took the elevator to the floor below, where the exclusive restaurant was located. As they approached the restaurant, Bianca said, "Ready for our entrance? Jalisa, take Davon's other arm. Believe me, when he walks in with the two of us, every man there will be watching."

She was absolutely right. The few early diners, and well as the staff, were transfixed as Davon entered with the two beautiful women, each holding tightly to his arms and devoting their full attention to him. They were quickly seated at a great table with a view of the city.

"You see," Bianca explained, "a lot of my clients are paying for appearances. It makes them seem important when other men see them with a beautiful woman. A lot of them buy me expensive clothes and jewelry just so I can be seen wearing them when we go out together."

"Are those diamonds...?" Jalisa started to ask.

"Yes, they are a gift from an admirer. And yes, they are real. But if you look closely, they're not first quality diamonds. I didn't want to bring anything I'd need to keep in the hotel safe!"

At that point, the waiter appeared with the menus. As he hovered over Bianca and Jalisa, Davon realized they would be getting exceptional service tonight. Bianca quietly advised Davon to eat lightly, so he wouldn't be too full later. He felt himself getting aroused as he thought about what he would be doing in just a short while.

As the dinner progressed, Bianca entertained them with stories of her travels, and discrete anecdotes about some of her clients (all without mentioning any names). Jalisa was fascinated, and pulled out a small pad to take notes.

The dinner itself was really wonderful, and they had the wine steward suggest a wine to accompany each course, which helped relax them. Since Jalisa was a small woman, she felt the wine more than Bianca, and was soon laughing and enjoying herself as if she and Bianca had been friends for years.

As they were finishing their main course, Bianca leaned across Davon to speak to Jalisa in a low voice. Davon sat back and enjoyed the proximity of her body. He jumped just a little as he felt her hand under the table brushing his thigh.

"So Jalisa - did you notice that couple on the other side of the dining room? Notice how the man keeps looking at us? I bet his wife is going to get an incredible fuck tonight - and all the while he'll be thinking of you and me."

Jalisa almost choked with laughter. She quickly took another sip of wine.

Davon noticed that Bianca's hand had moved up his thigh, and was lightly stroking his dick, which by now was getting quite hard.

"And do you know what else, Jalisa?" she said quietly, "My hand is under the table right now, and I'm stroking Davon's dick. I'm going to keep stroking him and squeezing him as we talk. He's going to get more and more aroused, and if I keep playing with him, he may just cum right here in the restaurant."

"Oh god," Jalisa replied, "that is so crazy. Keep stroking him Bianca - make him cum." She giggled.

Davon was a little shocked at Jalisa's words - he realized the wine was really affecting her. But his attention was soon distracted by what Bianca was doing to him beneath the table. Her hand was exerting steady pressure, squeezing and pumping him through the soft fabric. He was now throbbing. He noticed that Jalisa was watching him intently, her own face becoming flushed.

Davon saw the waiter coming toward their table. Bianca sat upright, but continued stroking him as the waiter brought their check, and Davon quickly signed the tab. The girls both had wicked grins on their faces as he helped them from their seats and quickly ushered them toward the elevator. He walked with some difficulty, keeping Jalisa positioned in front of him to hide the huge bulge in his pants.

As the elevator door closed, both girls burst into laughter.

"That was pure evil!" Davon protested. "I hope you don't treat all your clients that way!"

Bianca smiled at him. "Poor Davon. Let me make it up to you."

Looking straight into his eyes, she unbuckled his belt and opened his pants, pulling down the waistband of his shorts to reveal the throb. Bianca's slender hand worked the head of his penis.

Jalisa watched in fascination as Bianca pumped Davon, the pale skin of her hand contrasting with the dark color of his engorged pole. Davon was leaning back against the wall of the elevator, breathing hard. Jalisa knew that after the teasing in the restaurant, he was very close to cumming.

Bianca slowly released his dick just as the elevator came to a stop. The girls ran down the hall to their suite, laughing, and Davon rushed to get his pants closed and catch up with them.

As soon as they entered the room, Bianca threw her arms around Davon's neck and gave him a long, deep kiss, her body pressed sensuously against his. He was surprised when Bianca let go, and Jalisa also gave him a quick kiss.

"Davon, why don't you get the Jacuzzi ready? Jalisa and I need to get out of these dresses, and take off some of this makeup - it runs when we get all sweaty," Bianca said with a suggestive leer.

As the girls headed for the bathrooms, Davon went over to the bar and opened the refrigerator. He found a chilled bottle of champagne, which he opened. He took the bottle and three glasses into the spa. As an afterthought, he also got several bottles of chilled water from the refrigerator. While he waited for the girls, he quickly got undressed, turned on the Jacuzzi, and slipped into the warm water.

A few minutes later, Bianca joined him. She walked into the spa, naked, a robe draped over her arm. Davon couldn't take his eyes off her - she was beautiful! She had the figure of a model - tall and slim. Her skin was fair, almost creamy, with just a light sprinkling of freckles. Her aureoles were round and rosy, the small nubs of her nipples protruding stiffly.

Her hair was a rich red, long and wavy. She had a small triangle of neatly trimmed red hair right above her delicious looking pussy.

She smiled at him as she tossed the robe aside and slid into the warm water beside him. She slid her arm around his neck and kissed him. Her other hand ran lightly down his body and brushed over his stiff dick.

Davon returned her kiss, putting his arms around her, drawing her body against his. He felt her stiff nipples brush over his chest as they kissed. Their tongues explored one another's mouths as the kiss grew more passionate.

Bianca reached down and wrapped her hand around his penis, stroking him. He leaned back against the side of the Jacuzzi with a long moan.

He was barely aware of Jalisa entering the room. She was wearing a hotel robe, her pad in one hand. She looked around uncertainly for a place to sit before settling onto the floor. She'd had much more to drink than she was used to, and she was feeling a little dizzy.

"You don't look so good, Jalisa. Have some water," Davon said, reaching out of the Jacuzzi and tossing her one of the plastic bottles.

She gratefully opened it and took a long drink.

"Jalisa, come join us in the Jacuzzi!" Bianca said.

"No, I didn't bring a suit."

"Don't be silly! Look, you're paying for this - you might as well enjoy it. Davon won't mind, and the tub is made for four people so there's plenty of room."

Jalisa looked hesitant, but she really had been having a great time at dinner with Bianca and Davon. The wine probably had a lot to do with it, but she felt like partying. She quickly took another drink of water, and then slipped out of the robe and into the tub across from Davon.

Davon had forgotten how attractive Jalisa was. For years, he'd thought of her as a friend, but seeing her now, he had to admit he was really attracted to her. She was a small woman, but she had a wonderful curvy body, with full round tits. Her rich bronze skin contrasted with her short, black hair. Her soft bush trimmed just slightly in a bikini cut. She had a cute face and a small mouth, and she pursed her lips and let out a small "ooooo" as she settled into the hot water.

"I was just picking up where we left off at dinner," Bianca said. "You don't mind, do you Jalisa?"

"Of course not. That's what we're here for! Besides, I think Davon deserves something for being such a good sport."

Davon had some ideas of his own. "Wait a minute, Bianca. Just sit back in the tub, OK? I have something for you."

Bianca did as she was asked, a curious expression on her face. Davon stood up - giving the girls a clear look at his penis. Davon was a big, muscular guy, and his thick dick looked great standing out stiffly from his body. He ignored their appreciative comments, and quickly poured them each of glass of champagne. He passed two glasses to the girls, and took a long sip from his, filling his mouth with champagne.

He turned to Bianca and lifted her until her upper body was out of the water. He leaned over and cupped one of her breasts in his hand, gently squeezing her as he took her nipple into his mouth.

She gasped as the cold champagne touched her nipple like an electric shock. Davon twirled his tongue around her hard nipple, making the champagne foam, the tiny bubbles making her nipple tingle. He continued sucking, gradually swallowing the champagne as his mouth warmed her.

Bianca let out a long, low moan of pleasure. She felt her knees buckling under her, and she would have slid back into the water if Davon had not supported her.

He filled his mouth with champagne again and turned his attention to her other breast. This time she was prepared, but even so the sensations were incredible as Davon's champagne-filled mouth closed around her stiff little nipple.

Jalisa sat there, just a few feet away, watching her friend teasing and sucking Bianca. She felt her own body growing warm, felt her pussy tingling. She raised the glass of champagne Davon had given her and quickly drank it down. Her hand slid down her body, under the water, caressing her wet skin, finding its way between her legs. Her fingers spread her swollen lips and rubbed up and down.

"Oh god Davon, that's fantastic!" Bianca exclaimed. "Where did you learn that? Jalisa, you have to feel this!"

Jalisa started to protest, but the other woman pulled her to her feet, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were so hard they almost hurt... it would be pointless to claim she wasn't turned on.

Bianca handed Davon her own glass of champagne, still full. "Go on Davon - Jalisa's got to feel this!"

Hesitantly Davon filled his mouth and turned to Jalisa, He gingerly cupped her breast in one hand, and took her nipple into his mouth. Jalisa cried out as the cold liquid hit her. She gasped as Davon's tongue swirled around her nipple. Davon couldn't help being turned on by the feel of Jalisa's soft, full breast in his hand, her hard nipple in his mouth. He began to suck her urgently, tugging at her nipple with his lips.

Bianca held out the glass to him, and he filled his mouth again, turning his attention to Jalisa's other breast. Once again, he sucked her, pulling at her nipple, biting her lightly. She was moaning and whimpering, her pussy pulsing with desire, when he finally released her and let her settle back into the water.

"Wow, Davon, it's not often I learn something new from a client, but I'll remember that!" Bianca exclaimed. "That was fantastic, wasn't it Jalisa?"

The smaller woman just nodded her head. She couldn't believe the feelings she was having for her friend Davon. Her body was on fire. If they had been alone, she would have been all over him, whatever the consequences.

Davon could sense that things were getting out of control. The wine and champagne, and the sexual tension, were having an affect on all of them. He saw Bianca lean over and whisper something to Jalisa. Then nodded her head. Bianca refilled the glasses. Giggling, the two women each took a drink, set down their glasses, and approached Davon from either side.

He realized suddenly what they had in mind, just as he felt their mouths pressed against his nipples, opening, letting the cold, sparkling wine touch him. He groaned in pleasure, draping his arms over their shoulders as they sucked on his nipples, their lips and tongues teasing him as the champagne bubbled and swirled on his skin. He'd never felt anything so erotic - two beautiful women kissing his body, their soft breasts brushing against him on either side. He felt Bianca's hand close around his dick and slowly pump up and down. For the second time that night, he was just on the verge of cumming when the two girls pulled away.

"OK, I think you girls have paid me back! I need a break!"

"Not yet," Bianca said, a wicked grin on her face. "Sit up on the side of the tub."

She filled her mouth again and knelt down in the water between his legs, taking his dick into her mouth. Davon felt the incredible sensations of the cold champagne all around the head of his cock. He felt Bianca's hand pumping him as she took more and more of his dick into her mouth. She was swallowing the champagne, opening her throat, and taking his dick deeper and deeper until his hairs tickled her nose. She cupped his balls in her hand, rolling and squeezed them as she sucked him, bringing him right to the brink of orgasm, then slowly letting his dick slide from her mouth with a wet slurp.

Bianca turned to Jalisa. She could see how aroused she was. She raised her eyebrow, questioningly. Jalisa gave a quick nod and drained the rest of her champagne into her mouth. Before Davon knew what was happening, she knelt in front of him and wrapped her lips around him.

"Jalisa..." he gasped, as her champagne-filled mouth slid down his pole. And then all he could do was moan as Jalisa's tongue danced around the head of his dick, her lips sliding up and down. Imitating Bianca, Jalisa swallowed the cold liquid, taking Davon's dick into her throat. Her hand pumped his pole as she sucked him, her other hand reaching between her own legs, her fingers spreading her pussy lips. She bobbed her head on Davon's dick, sucking on him as her fingers slid into her pussy. She was pumping him faster, stroking him as her fingers slid in and out of her wet pussy. She looked up at Davon, her eyes meeting his as her lips slid back down his dick.

Davon's body was on fire. Bianca had been teasing and playing with him all evening, keeping him aroused, until he felt like it would explode. He knew he had to stop Jalisa - she shouldn't be doing this. He looked down at her, ready to pull her away, just as she looked up at him. Her eyes met his, and he saw the lust-filled look on her sweet face - saw her lips wrapped around his dick - and all at once he was cumming, a thick stream of cum boiling up from his balls, spewing from his dick.

Jalisa felt Davon jerk once, then again, and then all at once she felt a hot stream of liquid hit the back of her throat. She swallowed convulsively. She continued to swallow until Davon's spasms subsided, then let him slip from her mouth.

"On god, Jalisa," Davon stammered, "I am so, so sorry! I never meant for that to happen!"

Davon seemed really distressed. Jalisa wasn't sure exactly what she was feeling. "That's OK, Davon. I think I just need a minute to clear my head."

She quickly climbed from the tub and pulled on her robe, heading for the bathroom.

Davon started to climb from the tub to follow her, but Bianca put her hand on his arm. "Davon, give her a minute. I'm sorry that happened. I've double-teamed guys before, and I just got carried away tonight and started thinking of Jalisa like another professional. Let me talk to her, OK?"

Davon saw that she was really concerned. He nodded his head, and she climbed out, water streaming from her sleek body. She quickly pulled on her robe and followed Jalisa.

Davon heard the two women talking quietly. He climbed from the Jacuzzi and dried himself. Pulling on a robe, he went to the bar, where he'd noticed a coffee maker earlier. He started a pot of coffee brewing, and settled on the couch in the living room.

Bianca and Jalisa found him there a few minutes later. He stood as they came into the room. Jalisa looked like she'd been crying.

Bianca took a deep breath. "OK you guys, from what Jalisa told me you've been friends for a long time. Jalisa is afraid that what happened just now is going to change that. I told her I Don't think it will. We all had a little too much to drink, and we were having a lot of fun together, and something happened that maybe you weren't ready for. But that's OK. It happened, and you guys are still friends. And we're still here to help Jalisa with her research, right?"

Bianca looked at each of them until they nodded. Jalisa suddenly threw herself into Davon's arms and hugged him. They held one another tightly, not saying anything, until they heard Bianca exclaim, "I smell coffee! Davon, you're a wonderful man! I'm pouring a cup for each of us."

The three of them sat at the small bar with their coffee. Bianca told them a funny story about a time she had been with a client and what she assumed was another escort... but later found out had been the client's girlfriend. They all ended up laughing, then tension broken.

As they finished their coffee, Bianca turned to Davon and said, "Well, mister, it's time for you to get back to work. I promised Jalisa I'd demonstrate some things for her!"

Davon grinned as she led him and Jalisa to the bedroom. This time, Jalisa sat in a chair next to the bed, her robe wrapped tightly around her.

Bianca had Davon take off his robe and lie back on the bed. She took off her own robe, and knelt between his legs. He was fully recovered from his earlier orgasm, and his erect dick waved just inches from her face.

"Ok, Jalisa - guys are very visual. So I always make sure they've got a good view of what I'm doing. And I touch myself, like this," she said, squeezing her breast and pinching her nipples, "because it really turns them on - plus it feels good!"

She lowered her head and began to lick Davon's dick, running her tongue from the base up to the tip and around the head.

"I let him see me licking his dick. I rub it across my face. That drives guys wild! Then I start to suck him."

She demonstrated, wrapping her lips around his dick, sucking him deep into her warm mouth. Her mouth slid up and down the upper part of his pole. She let her spit run down his dick, lubricating him as her hand stroked the base.

"You see how I'm stroking his dick down here at the bottom? That lets me feel when he's about to cum. I should have told you that! Then, just as he's about to shoot, I'm going to take my mouth away and squeeze his dick at the base. Nine times out of ten I can stop him from cumming." The fact that she was describing this turned Davon on even more, not only did he get his visual, but a play-by-play analysis also.

She proceeded to demonstrate, sucking his dick deep into her mouth, taking the head almost into her throat, her hand pumping him. She slurped faster and faster, pumping him, letting him see his dick thrusting into her mouth. Suddenly she pulled away, her fingers squeezing tightly around the base of his dick. Just as Davon felt the cum start to spurt up, it stopped. His balls tensed painfully, but he didn't cum.

"I can do that two or three times, if the guy lets me. It's unbelievable when he finally cums!"

Jalisa was taking notes as quickly as she could. Nothing this graphic would be in her book, but she was really getting a feel for the skill and the unique power of a woman like Bianca.

"And now I think it's time to reward Davon with a really world-class fuck," Bianca said.

"Wow, what a great idea," Davon replied.

Bianca got up from the bed and got a condom, letting Davon see her ass sway as she walked sexily across the room. Returning to the bed, she once again started to suck on him, bring him to the point of cumming once more. She quickly opened the condom and rolled it down his pole, letting him see her fingers, teasing him as she stretched the tight sheath around him.

She crawled up his body, rubbing against him, caressing him with her soft round tits. She settled on top of him, kissing him, grinding her body against him. He began to buck his hips, thrusting his dick, rubbing it against her.

She reached down and positioned him between her lips, and let him thrust into her. Davon was far too aroused to restrain himself any longer - he needed to thrust into her and fuck her. He wanted to feel his dick erupting in her tight pussy.

He thrusted into her over and over, driving his dick deep into her. She fell on top of him, letting him feel her soft body against his as he pounded her tight pussy.

Suddenly she raised her body. She grabbed his wrists in her hands, and using her full body weight, pushed them down, pinning his arms over his head. "Stop!"

Davon stopped moving, his heart pounding and his breath coming in ragged gasps. As he lay there, Bianca began to move. She moved slowly, sliding almost off him, then slowly back down, her tight tunnel working his throbbing dick. She grinded herself against him, her hard nipples rubbing across his chest. She kissed him sensuously, licking and biting his lips.

She rolled her body from side to side as she slid up and down, letting Davon feel every inch of her soft skin. She whispered to him as she fucked him: "feel that baby? This is how I like it... I like to make love to a sexy man like you. I want to feel you in me for a long time baby... I want to feel your dick filling me..."

Bianca was really getting turned on herself. She felt Davon's thick dick stretching her pussy as she slid up and down him. She ground her clit against him as she moved, gradually moving faster, her breath coming quickly as she kissed and whispered to the big man.

Jalisa had set down her pad some time ago. Bianca and Davon were totally wrapped up in one another. Jalisa couldn't believe how erotic it was, watching Bianca fuck... no, watching Bianca make love to her friend.

She slid a hand into her robe, pinching and pulling her hard nipples as she watched them, their naked bodies twined together on the bed.

She let her robe fall open and began to rub her pussy. She felt her wetness, felt her engorged lips. She slid her fingers into her pussy, moving her hand, watching Bianca slide slowly up and down Davon's dick and matching her rhythm.

Bianca was moving faster, and so was Jalisa, her hand spreading her juices over her clit, rubbing it with a little circular motion as she watched. Bianca began to thrust her hips, driving her pussy against Davon, faster and harder.

Davon felt Bianca's body stiffen and jerk on top of him, just as her pussy throbbed and contracted around his dick. He pulled his arms free from her grip and held her tight against him as she came.

Slowly her body relaxed. She lay on top of Davon, her body nestled comfortably against his chest, a relaxed smile on her face.

"Wow... I think you're on your way to being my favorite client."

Davon looked over at Jalisa. She was slumped low in the comfortable armchair, her robe open, one hand pressed against her pussy. She looked at him and smiled sheepishly. He grinned back at her.

He turned his attention back to Bianca. Holding her in his arms, he rolled over, his dick still buried in her tight pussy. He raised himself up on his powerful arms and started to move in her. As his dick pistoned in and out of her, Bianca let out a whimper and wrapped her long legs around him.

The site of Davon's ass rising and falling as he thrust into Bianca, fucking her with long, deep strokes, his balls slapping against her ass, transfixed Jalisa. He moved faster and faster, increasing his pace until the redhead was whimpering and moaning continuously.

Jalisa's hand was racing over her clit, rubbing frantically, and suddenly she heard herself cry out - just as she heard Davon cry out. And then her body was convulsing with a huge orgasm, all the sexual energy of the long evening finally finding release.

She looked up and saw Davon, his body rigid, him buried in Bianca as his cum filled the tight condom.

Slowly he relaxed and slid his dick from her, still half-erect. He gave Bianca a soft kiss, and then went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom.

The two girls retrieved their robes, and a few minutes later they joined Davon in the living room. He poured them each some juice, hoping to avoid a hangover, and they sat talking for a few minutes.

Soon after they went to bed, Jalisa in one bed and Bianca and Davon in the other. Jalisa heard them talking softly, and wish she could hear what they were saying, for her notes. Just as she fell asleep she realized she really wished that she was lying in Davon's arms, hearing his soft words.

She awoke at some point during the night. She could dimly see Bianca and Davon on the other bed. Bianca was on her hands and knees on the bed, and Davon was behind her. She could see his dick sliding in and out as he fucked her. He was grunting with exertion, and she could hear Bianca's urgent whispers, "yeah that's it - fuck me with that big dick!"

She felt a slight feeling of arousal, and a twinge of jealousy, but she was too tired to deal with either feeling. She last thought, before she drifted back into sleep, was that she should be taking notes.



Bianca woke her in the morning with a glass of orange juice. Jalisa was surprised to find that she felt pretty good.

"Sorry to wake you, but it's almost 10:00. Davon's already dressed. I though we'd have a nice breakfast together before we check out."

Jalisa agreed, She quickly drank the juice and dressed, and the three of them went to the downstairs coffee shop for breakfast. Though they were dressed casually, Bianca and Jalisa they still drew looks of admiration. They chatted lightly, but the connection of the night before was gone. Jalisa and Davon were both ready to check out and be on their way when the check came.

They each hugged Bianca as they parted in the lobby, and Davon and Jalisa retrieved his car from the parking garage for the drive home.

"Well, what did you think?"

"It was quite an experience. Bianca is so sophisticated and beautiful, and she is just amazing in bed. I can see why guys pay so much for her company."

"So, you liked her more than Lin?"

"No! I really liked both of them. They're just so different. You told me the character in your book is addicted to sex with high-class prostitutes, and now I can understand that. It's not just the sex - I think your character must really like these women."

"You sound like you're talking about yourself, Davon..."

"Well maybe I am a little. That's what you wanted right? To get inside the head of the character you're creating? All I can say is that, since you got me involved in this, I've had incredible sexual experiences with three beautiful women, and I have feelings for all of them."

It took a moment before Jalisa understood what Davon had just said. The three women he was talking about were Lin, Bianca, and herself.

"Davon, about what happened last night. I didn't intend that. I Don't want you to think that I lured you into something, because you mean so much to me as a friend and someone I can trust."

"I know Jalisa. It wasn't planned, but it happened. You will NEVER lose me as a friend, but now we've experienced something together, and we need to figure out what happens next."

They were both silent for a while, until Davon asked, "So, do you have everything you need for this book? I can't imagine what else you'd want to do!"

"There's just a little more, Davon. And I'm afraid it's really important to the story, because it explains why the main character doesn't have an alibi for the first murder. You'll still help me with the research, won't you? Please?"

Davon let out a long sigh. He wasn't sure whether he was excited or frightened by Jalisa's request. "OK - I better be there to keep you out of trouble! Give me a call and tell me about it next week. Right now I need to finish a sales report for work tomorrow morning. You've got me leading a double life, just like your main character, and it's damn hard to find time for both."

"That's a good observation, Davon. I'll have to work that into the story. I'll call you next week."

She thanked him with a quick kiss as he dropped her off at her house.

Grounding Research

Jalisa and Davon had been close friends for years. What was odd was the way their friendship had come about.

Jalisa had been the college roommate and best friend of Davon's ex-wife Sasha. Davon and Sasha had gotten married shortly after college and Sasha continued to hang out with Jalisa regularly. About a year after that, Jalisa married a guy named Erik.

Davon and Erik got along well, so the two couples spent a lot of time together. They did the usual things: dinner and movies, barbeques, camping trips, shared vacations. The women took aerobic classes together; the guys played ball. And while there was a little flirting and a bit of sexual tension, all four of them were too conservative for things to go any further.

And so, when Erik unexpectedly left Jalisa for another woman, she was shattered. Talking to Sasha was very hard for Jalisa... she didn't want to admit to her best friend that Erik's affair had left her feeling vulnerable and undesirable. She needed the reassurance and support of a man and Davon ended up spending a lot of time with her. And while he was very attracted to Jalisa - she was a petite, beautiful black woman with a great body and a cute, flawless face - he was very careful to not let her rebound on him.

Some time later, Davon and Sasha started having problems. Their differences were mostly to do with careers and money, but arguments seemed to spiral out of control, leaving them both feeling hurt and angry. Davon ended up talking to Jalisa, who let him talk about his feelings. Jalisa didn't want to see either Davon or Sasha hurt, so she was careful not to let things get too close between them - though she was certainly attracted to his classic "tall, dark and handsome" looks and his friendly smile.

Eventually Sasha and Davon divorced and by that time the relationship between Davon and Jalisa had settled into an easy friendship. They could tell each other anything, talk about their lives and their feelings and know they could count on one another for support.

Several years passed. Davon pursued his career as a sports equipment director, eventually becoming the regional manager. Jalisa became quite successful writing mystery novels. Both dated and had their share of relationships, but nothing lasted for either of them. They continued to get together regularly and despite their mutual attraction, there was a kind of brother-and-sister feeling to their friendship. They both valued what they had and shied away from letting it become romantic.

Even so, Davon was happy to hear Jalisa's voice when he answered his phone.

"Hi stranger! Were you planning on calling me to reschedule that lunch you cancelled? Or did you forget about me?"

"Jalisa, I'm so sorry! I really did forget. We're introducing a new tennis line and I've been swamped! Let me make it up to you... why don't we get together Saturday and I'll buy."

"It's your turn to buy anyway! But sure, Saturday is great. There's something I need to talk to you about."

Davon noticed something odd in Jalisa's voice... she sounded a little nervous.

"Is everything OK?"

"Yeah. I just need to ask a favor. I need some help researching my next book. My agent says that if this one does well, we can renegotiate my publishing contract. But I'm really stuck on the background research and I'm embarrassed to ask you, but..."

"Don't give it another thought! You know I'll be happy to help however I can. Let me guess, your next victim is killed with a golf club, right?" he joked.

Jalisa still seemed a little nervous when she replied, "No, it's not a sports thing. This is kind of a big favor Davon... I think I'd be more comfortable asking you in person on Saturday."

"Sure... I guess I can contain my curiosity until then. I'll meet you at that seafood place downtown, OK?"

"OK, I'll see you there."

Jalisa seemed nervous at lunch. She avoided the topic of her phone call entirely, instead asking about the new football line Davon's company was launching. Finally, when their plates had been cleared and they were waiting for the check, Davon broached the topic.

"So, you said you needed some help with research?"

Davon knew that Jalisa's fans liked two things about her books: her daring and smart main character, Detective Linda Buckingham and the meticulous research into the fascinating and exotic lifestyles that played a part in each of the stories.

Jalisa cleared her throat and took a drink before starting. Davon couldn't believe it, but her face actually looked flushed.

"Davon, I really Davon't know where to start. This is a really important book for me. Based on my recent sales, the publisher gave me a huge advance. They're counting on this book to be a big success and I need to get the background just right. The main character - the victim, in a sense - is a prominent businessman. He leads a double life. He's kind of a sex addict, and goes to prostitutes. He considers himself a connoisseur of women."

"Then," she continued, "He starts reading in the paper that prostitutes are being murdered. I won't go into the details, but the clues all point to him as the murderer. And of course, Linda Buckingham becomes convinced he's innocent, figures out what's going on, and tracks down the real killer."

Davon sat quietly for a moment.

"So... you want my help researching prostitutes? Jalisa, I know sales guys have a certain reputation, especially in the sports field, but I'm afraid I've never been to a prostitute. Besides," he grinned, "you know if I had you'd be the first person to hear all the details!"

"Thanks!" she laughed. "Davon, this just keeps getting harder, so I guess I'll just spit it out. I've actually met and interviewed a number of prostitutes, so I've got the basic background, but I still Don't have a feel for how to write certain scenes. What I really need is to observe the girls at work, and so far, nobody will agree to that."

She took a deep breath and then blurted out the rest, "So I was hoping you would agree to seeing some prostitutes. I'll pay for everything out of my advance! But you have to make it a condition that I will be watching and taking notes."

Davon didn't know how to react. He realized after a few seconds that his mouth was hanging open. Then he started to laugh and ended up choking. He took a drink of water and said, "You want me to go to a hooker, while you watch? Jalisa, that's the craziest thing you've ever said! You're kidding, right?"

"Davon, please, just listen. It's really hard for me to ask this, but I can't think of any other way. The main character in my book goes to very high-class girls... not hookers on street corners. I just can't picture what it's like - what they say, what they do, how they treat him. I can't think of any way to get this right unless I see it... and I need someone I really trust to help me with this. Please Davon? It would mean a lot to me."

Davon looked at her and saw the pleading look in her eyes. She was serious, he realized. There was a long pause as he thought about it. He had to admit, the idea was turning him on. And he did trust Jalisa completely... as much as she apparently trusted him!

"OK Jalisa. I'll do it. How do we start? I guess I could ask some of the guys on my sales team..."

Jalisa was shaking her head, her short hair swaying. "No, I've already researched this. The guy in my book keeps his sex life completely private. He'd never talk to his coworkers about it. He finds his girls on the web. A lot of the girls have websites and there are actually sites with contact information and even reviews! As I said, he considers himself a connoisseur, so he even writes reviews of the girls after he's been with them."

"Wow!" Davon laughed, "I never would have imagined looking for a hooker on the web! So, what now? You give me some websites to go look at?"

"Ummm... not exactly. I want to watch that part too. I want to see what you look at, how you compare the girls. Is that OK? You look a little funny... this is all going pretty fast for you, isn't it?"

"Yeah, you could say that! OK, why not? When do you want to start?" Even as he asked the question, Davon knew the answer. When Jalisa got started researching her books, she threw herself completely into the project.

"How about now? We've got all afternoon. I'll follow you back to your place in my car, and we can use your computer."

Whatever embarrassment she had felt in asking for Davon's help was past. Now that he had agreed, she was anxious to get started.

Jalisa and Davon were sitting side by side at Davon's computer. He had poured them each a glass of wine, deciding they both needed a little help to relieve the tension. Jalisa gave him the URL for the "Escort Ratings" website and he typed it in.

"Oh... this site requires you to sign up for their service," Davon said.

"That's OK, I got an account when I started my research. Here, let me enter it."

Jalisa leaned across Davon to reach the keyboard, her breasts brushing against his arm as she entered her password.

"Sorry!" he quickly said.

"Davon, will you calm down!" she laughed. "Look, just pretend I'm not here... enjoy yourself. I just want to see what a guy looks at on a site like this."

Davon started by typing his zip code into the search box, selecting a 50-mile radius. He was amazed at how many entries appeared! He clicked on the first and a grid filled with information appeared on the screen.

"Wow, this looks like the spec sheet for one of our products! What does all this mean?"

"Well, I think you can figure out the hair color, height and bra size! Let's see - BBBJ stands for bareback blowjobs. That means she doesn't use a condom when she's sucking on the guy."

"Damn, I see you have the terminology down. And she's going to catch something one day."

"From what I'm told, it's not too bad unless the girl has sores or cuts in her mouth. A lot of girls consider it an acceptable risk, especially if they rinse with an antiseptic mouthwash right afterwards. Let's look at the rest of the page - multiple pops means you can have more than one orgasm. Then there's the stuff about whether she kisses, whether you can go down on her. And anal means..."

"I know what that means! Look, I think I can figure this out, OK?"

"Sure. Just let me know if you have any questions. Why Don't you narrow this down a little? What kind of girl do you want to be with?"

Davon suddenly remembered what they were doing here. Jalisa wanted him to pick a prostitute and then watch him have sex with her!

He went back to the search form and started entering his preferences: petite - C cup

"Davon, that sounds like me!" Jalisa teased.

He immediately selected long black hair, in contrast to Jalisa's short black hair and stuck out his tongue at her. He continued making selections: multiple pops - kissing (with tongue) - shaved or trimmed - average rating 8 or higher. He clicked the search button and saw a much shorter list.

He began clicking through the entries. Most had several reviews. The reviewers were very graphic, describing in detail what they did with the women. There were also links to photos and many of the women had websites as well.

Davon almost forgot Jalisa was there as he sorted through the women. He set aside some of the windows for later consideration and closed others that didn't interest him.

"Why did you close that one?" Jalisa asked, "She looked really hot."

Davon looked over at his friend and realized she had her notepad out. She was really serious about this being research!

"Well, her website sounded like it was written by a ten year old. It was full of typos and grammatical errors. I just can't imagine having a good time with someone like that."

Jalisa laughed loudly. "Davon, you Don't know how good that makes me feel as a writer! All these years and I never knew good grammar turned men on! Hey - what about that girl?" she asked.

Davon turned his attention back to the screen. He'd narrowed his choice down to three women, but kept returning to one of them: a very sensual looking young Asian woman, in a variety of erotic poses. According to her website, her name was "Lin."

Jalisa glanced down at Davon's lap and saw there was a large bulge in his pants.

"Do you like her, Davon?" she asked softly. "Is she the one you want?"

"Yeah. Yes. The reviews sound like she's really nice and there's something about her face that I really like. What now?"

"There's a phone number. Call her."

"Now?"

"Why not? She may even be free tonight. But remember, you need to tell her about me being there."

Davon reached for the phone and dialed the number. His mouth was dry - he quickly took a sip of wine as the phone rang. It was answered by a young woman and somehow the voice sounded just right for the pictures he'd seen on the website.

"Hello?"

"Lin?"

"Yes, this is Lin."

"I saw your listing on the Escort Review site. I'd like to make an appointment. I'm a little nervous; I've never been with an escort before."

"I'm really flattered that you picked me for your first time! I think that deserves some extra-special treatment. What's your name honey?"

Davon could picture her smiling as she talked. As a salesman, he knew when he was being "sold," but she was good at it... her voice sounded warm and genuine.

"Sorry - my name's Davon. I was wondering if I could see you tonight?"

"Well, I could see you at 7:00 tonight or at 8:30. Will that work for you? I'm really looking forward to meeting you!"

"7:00 is fine. But there's one more thing. I have a friend and she's writing a book. She's going to watch if that's OK." As he said it he realized how kinky it sounded. His face was flushed with nervousness. Jalisa grinned at him.

"That's fine, Davon. I charge an extra $100 for couples."

"Oh, we're not a couple! She's doing research for a book, but she doesn't want to... participate."

"Well, I still have to charge the couples rate, but she can decide if she wants to join in once we get started. Now, if you give me your phone number I can call you back to confirm and give you directions."

It took a few more minutes to complete the arrangements. Jalisa wasn't concerned about the extra charge, though she thought it was funny being charged the "couples" rate. She also told Davon her advance would cover a lot of "research" if it were needed.

"So, we've got a few hours until your date - what will you do now?" Jalisa was back in "research mode," her pad ready to jot down his reaction.

"Well, to be honest, checking out those girls really turned me on. I may need to excuse myself for a few minutes."

"I Don't think that's such a good idea. If she's anything like her reviews say, you'd better save your energy! Besides, I Don't think that's what my main character would do."

"You're right. God, I can't believe we're talking about this! I suppose we should plan on getting something to eat beforehand. And we'll need to stop at an ATM to get the cash. Ummm - what do you think I should wear?"

Jalisa just grinned at her friend. The fact that he was nervous made the situation a little easier for her.

They took Davon's car to Lin's, following the directions she'd given them. It was a gated condo community. Davon entered the code she'd given him to buzz her and a few seconds later the gate opened.

He parked the car in the visitor's parking area, and soon they were standing in front of Lin's door.

Davon knocked, and a moment later the door opened. Lin was every bit as beautiful as her photos. She was about 5' 2" with perky breasts, long black hair, soft golden skin and a warm smile. She was wearing a filmy negligee; her dark nipples could be clearly seen through the filmy fabric,

She invited them in and after closing the door put her arms around Davon. She was barefoot and had to stand on her toes to pull his face down to hers but she gave him a deep, sensual kiss, her tongue sliding between his lips. Davon couldn't believe how good it felt to have this sweet looking, young woman kissing him like a long-time lover and he eagerly returned her kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth.

Finally, Lin broke the kiss and smiled up at him.

"It's so nice to meet you! And you must be Jalisa," she said, giving Jalisa a quick hug.

"I have some wine in the kitchen. Do you both like Chardonnay?"

Without waiting for a response, she led them into the kitchen, her body swaying as she walked.

She poured them each a glass of wine and said, "Davon, you can just leave the envelope here on the table. When you're ready we can move into the bedroom... I have a nice big bed in there. You can take a shower before we start and there are hangers in the bathroom for you clothes. Jalisa, are you sure you Don't want to play a little? You are so attractive!"

"No, really, I'm just here to watch and take notes. Davon told you I'm researching a book, right? But thank you. You look just amazing!"

"Well, Davon and I will just have to put on a good show for you, won't we honey? I have a nice comfortable reading chair in the bedroom. Just make yourself at home."

They finished their wine and Lin led them into the bedroom. Davon went into the bathroom and undressed, taking a quick shower before wrapping a bath towel around his waist.

While he was in the shower, Lin made sure Jalisa was comfortable. She gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and said, "If you change your mind, I'd love to play with you too."

As Davon came out of the bathroom, she walked over to him and gave him another long kiss. Jalisa has seen Davon without his shirt many times but she'd forgotten how good he looked. And somehow he looked even sexier with the young Asian woman hugging and kissing him. They made a very sexy couple, she thought to herself.

Davon was enjoying the kiss but was a little self-conscious knowing Jalisa was sitting in the room watching. When he felt Lin start to pull off his towel, he almost stopped her but it was impossible to resist the sexy, young woman. He let the towel fall to the floor, revealing his dick.

Davon was a big man and his dick was also big. Lin smiled as she wrapped her small hand around his pole and stroked him lightly. She led him over to the bed and had him sit down. She leaned down and ran her tongue slowly around the tip of his dick, looking up at him. Then she stood up and slowly untied her negligee, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her full round breasts and her tiny, lace panties. Her nipples were small and dark and stiff with anticipation.

Davon reached out and pulled her to him, kissing her breasts and nipples. He nuzzled against her, flicking his tongue over her, taking her nipples between his lips. She sighed contentedly, running her fingers over his head.

Davon's big hands slid down her body, cupping her ass, pulling her closer as he sucked on her nipples. He reached between her legs and brushed his fingers over her, feeling the dampness through her panties.

She reached down and lowered her panties, letting them fall. As she stepped out of them, Davon caressed her pussy. Lin was shaved and the lips of her pussy were soft, swollen, and glistening with moisture. He slipped a finger between her lips, running it up and down the silken wetness of her slit.

Lin's hand rubbed over the head of Davon's dick - he felt her rolling her thumb around. He moaned as she started to stroke him, her small hand sliding up and down his pole.

Jalisa stared in rapt attention, her notepad forgotten, as Davon kissed and caressed the beautiful, young woman. She had arranged this and thought she was prepared for it, but she'd never imagined how erotic it would be. Watching Lin stroking Davon's dick, Jalisa suddenly ached to feel his thick dick inside her own pussy. Her hand slowly moved down her body, her fingers brushing over her nipples, moving downward, and then lightly caressing her pussy through her clothes.

Jalisa watched as Lin knelt down between Davon's legs and took the head of his dick between her lips. Lin softly kissed his head, then ran her tongue around it, tasting him. She took him between her lips again, kissing and sucking, then ran her tongue slowly down his throbbing pole. She alternated licking and sucking, each time sliding her mouth further down his dick. Davon's hands were caressing her soft skin, rubbing over her back, shoulders and neck as she went down on him. Her warm mouth slurped up and down his dick, making it wet with her spit. She wrapped her hands around the base of his pole, stroking him as her head bobbed up and down. She started moving faster and Davon moved his hips forward, trying to bury his dick in her mouth.

He felt his balls tightening and said "Lin, I'm really close to cumming..."

She squeezed the base of his dick tightly and took her mouth away. She smiled up at him, her brown eyes looking deep into his.

"Would you like to cum in my mouth Davon? Cause I'd really like to taste you."

Without waiting for a reply she took his throbbing dick deep inside her mouth, taking it all the way to the back of her throat and began to suck him again, stroking him with increasing urgency.

Jalisa leaned forward in her chair, watching Lin take more and more of Davon into her mouth. Jalisa's hand was rubbing her pussy, feeling her wetness soaking her panties and the pants she wore. She heard Davon let out a long groan, saw his dick thrust into Lin's mouth.

Davon felt like his dick was exploding. He'd never cum so hard. His dick erupted uncontrollably, sending spurt after spurt of thick cum into Lin's mouth. She looked up at him as he came, her eyes locked on his until the spasms finally subsided.

She took her mouth from him and smiled at him. She turned and went quickly to the bathroom. He heard her spitting into the sink and rinsing her mouth.

Davon fell back onto the bed, his body limp. He looked over at Jalisa and saw her staring at him, her face flushed and her breathing rapid.

"My God Jalisa... that was incredible," he gasped.

"Yes... she's really good, isn't she?"

Before Davon could reply Lin returned from the bathroom, climbing up next to him on the bed. She rubbed her naked body against him and began to kiss him. Davon put his arms around her and rolled over, easing her onto her back. He kissed her neck, biting lightly, working his way down her body. He took his time kissing her soft, full breasts, and sucking her hard little nipples. He kissed his way down her flat stomach, caressing her silky skin. As he worked his way down her body, his fingers stroked and teased her pussy.

He kissed and nipped the inside of her thighs, breathing in the aroma of her arousal, feeling her heat. He slid his tongue up and down her pussy, teasing her swollen lips. He licked her soft, shaven pussy and he felt himself stiffening as Lin's hand once again wrapped around him.

He spread her lips with his fingers and licked her wetness, lapping her juices. His tongue found her clit and teased her, licking lightly until he heard her whimper in frustration. He took her hard little button between his lips and sucked her, pressing his face into her hot, glistening pussy. She was bucking her hips, grinding them into his face.

"Davon, honey... I want your dick in me. Are you ready to fuck me?"

Jalisa watched in fascination as Lin reached over to the nightstand with one hand, finding a waiting condom. She expertly positioned it over the head of Davon's dick and with one hand rolled it down over his pole. Suddenly Jalisa remembered why she was there and picked up her notepad, rapidly scribbling a description of the scene in front of her.

Davon and Lin had almost completely forgotten Jalisa's presence. Davon felt Lin putting the condom on him as he watched her spread her legs wide for him. He knelt between her legs as she took his dick in her hand, guiding it into her. He slowly slid into her tight pussy, feeling her lips stretching around his thickness. He moved slowly in and out, looking down at her beautiful body as he fucked her.

She lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders and he drove deep into her, making her gasp. He began to move faster, thrusting into her. Lin rocked her hips, meeting each thrust, feeling him deep inside her. She began to whimper, rolling her head back and forth, her long, black hair spreading around her head.

Jalisa was getting incredibly aroused. She slid her hand inside her pants and was rubbing her pussy again, moving her hand in time with Davon's thrusts. She didn't know if Lin was really close to cumming or if she was just a wonderful performer but she wanted more than anything to be in Lin's place at that moment, feeling a big stiff one driving into her.

"Oh honey, I'm cumming!" Lin squealed. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, her body trembling.

Davon drove his dick into her and held it there, waiting until Lin relaxed before he started moving again.

"Wait Davon - stop. Lie back on the bed for me honey."

Davon did as she asked, lying back onto the bed. Lin straddled him, her feet flat on the bed on either side. She lowered herself down and her hand guided his erect dick into her, taking his entire length inside her as she slowly slid down.

Davon felt her body slowly settling onto his as he watched his pole disappear, an inch at a time, into her pussy. When he was buried in her, she began to move, bouncing up and down, rising up on the balls of her feet, then slamming her body down. He watched her tits bouncing up and down, watched her hair flying and watched his dick disappear into her swollen pussy again and again. She was grunting each time she slammed down on him. She was transformed from a sweet, tender lover into a sex machine, fucking him harder and harder, her tight pussy milking his dick.

Suddenly Davon knew he was about to cum. He growled incoherently, then unleashed a flood of sperm, feeling it fill the condom, thick and sticky all around his dick.

Lin collapsed, out of breath, on top of him, her small body heaving. She kissed him hungrily, her tongue into his mouth while he came inside her. She continued to kiss him, becoming more gentle, more tender, as his orgasm subsided.

She smiled at him and asked, "Did you like that, honey?"

"That was incredible!"

She lightly kissed him once more, then rolled off him as his limp dick slipped from her.

"You can use the shower to clean up," she said. "And you can flush the condom - we've got good plumbing here."

Davon got off the bed and went into the bathroom.

Lin was stretched on the bed, naked and sweaty. She turned her head and looked at Jalisa, then said casually, "So, you really are researching for a book, huh? What is it, some kind of psychology thing?"

Jalisa was a little disconcerted by Lin's casual attitude. The woman had just finished having sex while she watched!

She collected herself and said, "No, actually I write mystery novels. Have you ever heard of the Detective Linda Buckingham series?"

"Oh my God!" Lin suddenly sat up on the bed. "You're her! You're Jalisa Swanson! I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you. Wait here, OK?"

The young woman leaped off the bed and ran back to the small living room. She returned a moment later, wearing a short terrycloth robe and carrying a hardbound book.

"I'm such a big fan of yours! Would you autograph this for me, please?" She handed Jalisa a copy of the latest Linda Buckingham mystery.

"Wow, you really are a fan! Most people these days wait for the paperback to come out." Jalisa opened the book to the title page and prepared to sign it.

"Ummm... could you make it out to Susan? Lin is just my professional name."

Jalisa wrote, "To my new friend Susan, thank you for your help with my next book! I will send you a copy when it is finished. Warm regards, Jalisa Swanson."

Jalisa listened to be sure she still heard the shower running. As she handed the book back to Lin, she said, "And now I have a question for you, if you don't mind. It's part of my research. You seemed to really enjoy being with Davon. Did you really have an orgasm?"

Lin took the book and sat on the bed, smiling at the inscription. After a moment she looked at Jalisa and replied, "Yes, Davon is really good. I enjoy sex - that's part of why I do this. If a guy is good looking and nice like Davon, and he's into making me feel good, then I really let go and I usually cum. But even if I'm not into the guy, I'm pretty good at faking it. I make sure the guy leaves here feeling good about himself, cause that's what a lot of the guys are really looking for, you know?"

Jalisa nodded. She'd heard similar things from the other women she'd interviewed but it was different hearing it from someone she just watched have sex.

They heard the shower stop and a few minutes later Davon joined them, dressed, smiling, and looking relaxed.

"Lin, you were wonderful. I'm really glad I found you on the review site!"

"You were great too, Davon. I came so hard when you were fucking me!" She pulled him to her and gave him a final kiss, rubbing her body against him. "Come see me again, honey."

She gave Jalisa a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek before walking them to the door.

Dan and Jalisa were both pretty quiet as they got in the car. Jalisa found she couldn't stop thinking about what she had just watched. The sight of Davon on top of Jalisa, his dick pumping in and out of her, kept running through Jalisa's head as she squirmed in her seat.

Davon broke the silence first. "Well, did you get what you needed?"

"Yes. Did you?"

Davon laughed, "Oh man did I! That was fantastic Jalisa. It's not something I had ever really thought about doing but - well - I'm REALLY glad you asked me to help with your research!"

"She was good, wasn't she?" prompted Jalisa.

"Yeah. It wasn't what I expected. I mean, the sex was great but I also just enjoyed her company. She seemed really nice and cheerful and full of energy."

"I'm beginning to see that's a big part of what these girls do. But I don't think you'd have that experience with a lot of the women I've interviewed. Lin is pretty special - that's why she had those great reviews on the website."

"Well, I'm certainly going to write a glowing review. If you don't mind, that is... it's your account."

"Go right ahead. I'm sure she'll appreciate it. She liked you."

Davon thought of the young woman and smiled. "Well, I wouldn't mind seeing her again! I don't suppose you need any more research with Lin?"

"Actually Davon, I had something else in mind. More of an executive escort experience. Listen, I need to get home and write up my notes. Could you just drop me at my car? I'll give you a call tomorrow to plan the next steps!"

Real Estate Wonder

"Hello Carla, my name is Mr. Roland. I'm calling in regards to your listing on Maple Drive. I'm prepared to make an offer based on the description online, but I do want to see the property before proceeding. I will be in town on business tomorrow, and have a few hours between my last meeting and my return flight. I hope that we can arrange to meet for a walk-through at 7:30pm. If that will be possible for you, please return my call, and I'll look forward to meeting you tomorrow."

That was the only message on my voice mail when I arrived at the office yesterday morning. I was new to the real estate business, and was still waiting for my first sale a few months after getting started. When I originally thought of getting into real estate, the market was incredibly hot, and I was sure it would be a great way to save money for graduate school without having to put in too many hours. Unfortunately, things had cooled down since then, and I didn't yet have any sales to show for my enthusiasm and hard work.

Needless to say, I immediately followed up on this lead. It wasn't every day that someone called out of the blue, ready to make an offer! I normally wouldn't agree to meet a new client for the first time at such a late hour (it would be after dark this time of year), but I decided to trust my gut feeling about the man from the businesslike tone of his voice mail, and go ahead with setting up the meeting. I returned his call, and when he didn't answer, left him a message confirming that I would be delighted to meet him at 7:30, and gave him my cell phone number in case anything came up.

Yesterday had dragged on after I placed that call and went to my classes. Today, after a few hours of homework, I turned my focus to the meeting, and the potential of my first sale. I wanted everything to be perfect, and decided I should arrive at the house on Maple Drive early. I grabbed a quick dinner on campus at about 6:00, and then went back to my apartment to pick out the perfect outfit. Since getting into real estate, I had quickly learned that appearance was critical. Some people talk about 'location, location, location', but appearances - of the house, of the neighborhood, of the realtor - can make or break a deal.

I was proud of the careful staging I had done of the vacant house on Maple Drive, asking the sellers to leave certain pieces of furniture and decor. Now it was time to present myself appropriately to this particular potential buyer. From his voice mail, I knew that he was a confident, well-off businessman, professional and no-nonsense. So I changed out of my college-student attire into the one suit I owned, a fitted black jacket and matching knee-length skirt. I chose a red silk blouse to wear under the jacket, and then settled on black stockings with a subtle fishnet pattern, and black heels. As I stepped in front of the mirror to do my hair, I enjoyed the feeling of confidence that washed over me. I looked professional, on par with what I expected from this mystery man, but I also looked hot, my 22-year-old body filling out every curve of this suit perfectly. My shoulder-length black hair now pinned back, I headed out to meet him.

I arrived at the house at 7:15 - plenty of time to do a quick walk-through to make sure everything was in order. I turned on lights here and there, lit a few candles, and turned on some music in the living room. I made sure that the windows on the south side of the house were closed, to keep out the road noise that was really the only negative about the house's location. Everything was ready, so I stood by the front window, watching for him to arrive.

At exactly 7:30, I saw a nondescript sedan pull up in front of the house, and watched as a man emerged from the driver's side. Dark as it was, I didn't see him clearly until he stepped onto the porch into the light from the house. Damn, he was handsome! I was glad I had decided to wait inside and let him ring the doorbell, because it took me a moment to regain my professional demeanor. He was tall, probably 6'3", with an athletic body which looked spectacular in his designer suit. He had striking brown eyes and close-faded hair, with a bit of a five-o-clock shadow. I guessed he was probably in his early 30s maybe late 20's, and that's as far as I got with admiring his appearance before he rang the doorbell.

Taking a few deep breaths and walking slowly the few steps towards the door, I greeted him with a welcoming gesture, inviting him into the house as I said, "Mr. Roland, I presume?"

"Yes, thank you for meeting me here, Carla - I recognize your picture from your website."

"My pleasure, it's no problem at all," and then, trying to sound a little less ridiculously eager, "please, take as much time as you'd like to look around, and let me know if you have any questions."

"Well, I reviewed the listing thoroughly online, and saw all of the pictures, so I think all I need is a quick walk-through to make sure I'd like to go ahead with an offer."

"Great, well, let's start by going through the main level, and then I'll show you the upstairs, with the wonderful master suite."

As we walked through the house, I was again impressed with his confidence. What I had sensed in his voice mail was obviously accurate - here was a man who knew what he wanted, and had the determination to get it. I also couldn't help finding myself attracted to him, although obviously the deal was too important to me to do anything so silly as hit on him.

The upstairs of the house really was quite nice, I thought to myself as we walked through the master suite. It had been a bit of a fight, but I had convinced the sellers to leave their king-sized bed, complete with its beautiful silk sheets, to help show off the room to potential buyers. Maybe someday I'll be able to own a house like this, after college...

This daydream was abruptly interrupted by a surprising feeling, Mr. Roland's hand on my ass. At first I froze, and he in turn froze as well, but I quickly melted again, and his gentle pat became a firmer squeeze. I had turned myself into a steely professional in order to make the deal, but if he was going to be the one to make the first move, I certainly wasn't going to turn him down.

Both of his hands were now moving over my body as I leaned into him, my back still to him. He quickly found my breasts, feeling them through my jacket and blouse, and I responded by grinding my ass against him. The sexual tension was unlike anything I had ever experienced, and was only accentuated by the impropriety of it all, this naughtiness in business attire.

I attempted to turn around to face him, but his hands told me that he wanted me to remain where I was, and I complied with his confident direction. He peeled off my jacket, and his expert fingers quickly unbuttoned my blouse and were now inside my bra, squeezing my nipples. I could feel his erection growing, and continued to push back against him as he pleasured me. One of his hands now dropped to my skirt, grabbing at the fabric to pull it up. He seemed pleased to discover that my stockings were only just-over knee high, and began to explore the skin of my inner thigh with his warm fingers.

As I responded to his caresses by letting my head fall back against his chest, he began licking and nibbling my earlobe. The combination of all of this attention soon had me very wet, a fact he discovered as his fingers reached my panties. As if in response to my wetness, he kicked things into a higher, more agressive gear. He walked towards the bed, forcing me to walk as well, and when we arrived at the edge of the glorious king-sized bed, he pushed me down so that my forearms were pressed against the comforter, but I was still on my feet, my ass pressed against him.

I felt him move away from me as I helplessly ground my ass against the air. I soon realized, even without looking back to see him, that he was removing his clothes, and when I felt his hands on my body again, he was pushing my skirt up to my waist. As he began exploring the edges of my panties with his fingers, teasing me with touches to my ass and inner thighs, I pulled off my unbuttoned blouse and bra and threw them to the floor. He then tugged at my panties, pulling them down and away from my wet pussy until I was able to kick them off to one side.

I let out a whimper as I felt him pull away from me again, but soon realized that I had no cause for complaint. He had knelt behind me, and now, with one strong hand on each of my thighs, pushed my legs further apart. I let my head fall to the bed as his tongue first touched the skin of my ass, and traced a wet line directly to my pussy. He eagerly slurped up the juices that were already trickling out of my sex, and then began a slow, steady stroking from my clit to my pussy lips.

All the tension of the day - sexual and otherwise - melted away as this man ate me out. He soon had me moaning and bucking, and had to grab my hips firmly to keep in contact with me as I began to lose control. After several minutes of his steady tongue strokes, he turned his tongue's focus entirely to my clit, and inserted two fingers deep into me. But rather than speed up his motions, as I expected him to, he instead slowed, and finally stopped, pulling away from me and standing up. He gently touched my arm and motioned for me to stand up as well.

For the first time since he had made his move, we were now face to face. He was completely naked, his muscular body just as hot as I had imagined it to be when I first saw him. The raw sexuality I felt was unlike anything I had experienced before. The sight and feel of this man before me, the lingering sensations of his fingers on my body and his tongue on my clit - I was ready for anything. Still wearing my skirt, which was pushed up to my waist, and my just-over-the-knee stockings, I watched as he climbed onto the bed and settled himself on his back, with his head on the pillows.

I climbed onto the bed beside him and began to fondle his dick with both hands. It was already half-hard, but quickly grew so that it took both of my hands to fully encircle it. I took the tip, and then a few more inches, into my mouth, and began bobbing up and down on it as I firmly stroked the base with both hands. After a few minutes, impressed at his stamina, I began playing with his balls with one hand and taking a bit more of his dick into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his dick as I stroked.

Completely engrossed in sucking his huge dick, I hardly noticed when he first tried to get my attention. A slap on the ass remedied that, and I pulled myself away from his dick long enough for him to grab me by the hips, position one of my knees on each side of him, and pull my pussy down onto his face. I had always fantasized about enjoying a 69 position, but never had a boyfriend who wanted to spend that much time eating me out! His tongue again exploring my wet pussy, I turned my attention back to his dick, this time taking as much of his length as I could before stroking up and down.

As his tongue explored the inner lips of my pussy, I moaned onto his dick. I was again amazed at his stamina as I felt my first orgasm coming, but he was still holding back as I sucked him. I let myself go, and this time he let me finish, forcing myself down onto his tongue and coating him with my juices. In my moment of ecstasy, I wasn't able to keep my mouth on his dick, but continued stroking him furiously with one hand as I screamed out.

As I finished, he let me fall to the bed and again stood up, his hard dick jutting out from his body as he walked to the foot of the bed. He now grabbed both of my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the bed, giving himself full access to plunge into my pussy. But first he teased me. After putting one of my feet on each of his shoulders, he used his hands to draw his head back and forth against my pussy lips for what seemed like an eternity. Even though I had just cum, this delay was excruciating - I wanted him inside of me, fucking me!

Mind reader that he seemed to be, he thrust fully into me as soon as I had the thought. I couldn't believe the feeling of fullness as he began to stroke his huge dick in and out of my still dripping pussy. He took hold of my ankles again, and used that grip to occasionally move my legs, changing the angle of his insertion, as we fucked for what seemed like forever.

Suddenly, his demeanor changed, and I guessed that he was finally nearing his climax, after holding off for so very long. Just when I thought he would begin pounding me more furiously, he instead pulled out and backed up one step, giving me room to get up and stand again with my ass to him and my hands on the bed. I had longed for this penetration from behind ever since he first seduced me from that angle.

As soon as I was ready, my legs spread wide for him, he plunged into me again, reaching a depth inside of me that took my breath away. Once there, he moved slowly at first, grinding his hips against my ass. His hands reached around and grabbed both of my breasts, kneading them firmly as he began to stroke in and out of me. Then, as he began thrusting more furiously, one hand reached for my clit, pinching it between his thumb and finger. I had thought nothing could surpass my orgasm from the 69 position, but I was wrong. This deep penetration from behind, his increasing intensity as he approached his own climax, his strong fingers on my nipples and clit, it was overwhelming, an all-encompassing pleasure that covered every inch of my body.

As a long, deep orgasm went through me, he finally came as well, shouting out as he pulled out of me and shot his load all over my ass. Completely spent, I collapsed to the bed. My first coherent thought was to realize that I didn't even know this man's first name. I rolled over to ask him this question, only to find him already gone. How long had it taken me to rejoin the conscious world after that orgasm?

I jumped up from the bed and ran to the window. As I pulled back the curtains, I just managed to see his car pull away from the front of the house. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something on the dresser - a business card. It had no company logo, no information other than his name - still just 'Mr. Roland' - and the same phone number he had left in his voice mail the day before.

Thoroughly perplexed, but also thoroughly satisfied, I slowly got dressed, locked up the house, and went back to my apartment. It wasn't until I was in the shower later that evening that I realized the real question that remained unanswered - did I make the sale?

My Favorite Hospital

It was a dark and stormy night outside the hospital ward, and from the windows only one bedside lamp could be seen amongst the sleeping patients. Matthew sat upright quietly reading a book whilst waiting for his last check of the day before he could go to sleep. It had been two days since the operation to remove his appendix and although it has all gone smoothly he was still having regular examinations to make sure everything was healing properly.

At eleven o'clock the night duty nurse appeared from between the curtains around his bed to do the nightly inspection. She was tall and slender with silky blonde hair neatly pinned up in a bun. Matthew hadn't seen her before, but as she studied his charts was able to see from her ID tag that her name was Katie and she was still a trainee.

"This is my first night on duty alone, so you'll have to tell me if I do anything wrong" said the young nurse smiling nervously.

"As long as you don't amputate a leg, I'm sure I'll be none the wiser" Matthew grinned as she began pulling back the bed sheets. Although these examinations had become routine after three days, he could not help feeling a little embarrassed lying naked beneath the gaze of such a beautiful girl who could not be older than 18 or 19. "Well everything looks alright," she announced after checking his stitches and replacing the bandages. "Have you experienced any trouble with your circulation since the operation?" She queried.

"Um, I don't think so" Matthew replied.

"Do your legs and feet feel ok, no swelling or numbness?"

"Nope."

"And, err, what about your penis" she asked hesitantly looking up shyly from behind her clipboard.

"Uh, I don't know" Matthew answered, already turning crimson with embarrassment.

"Ok. I had better take a quick look to check that the anaesthetic hasn't caused any blood clots." And she pulled the sheets down further to reveal his penis. Matthew lay there unable to move as the young nurse gently felt and squeezed his penis checking its length for any lumps or abnormalities. Her hands were so soft and warm as she touched him, that even against his will he began to feel himself swell and stiffen in her hand. The young girl pretended not to notice the effect she was having on him, but by the time she had completed her examination his penis was standing hard and rigid.

"Oh dear" she exclaimed looking at his erection for the first time. "Well at least we don't have to worry about any circulation problems," she joked trying to ease his obvious embarrassment.

"Don't worry its quite normal. I'll just go and get the vacuum pump to relieve you"

"I'm sure it will go down" Matthew stammered in fear. He had heard about the vacuum pump already. By all accounts it was an extremely uncomfortable contraption; fitting over the penis, air was pumped out of the tube until the pressure built to such a degree that the semen was literally sucked out from inside you. It had a reputation for being horrifically undignified and not completely painless.

"Don't be silly" she answered. "If there is still anaesthetic in your blood then it won't disperse properly and your penis will become very uncomfortable." Without anymore argument she disappeared between the curtains to fetch the infamous pump.

Matthew lay there silently cursing his penis which was still standing defiantly upright when the young nurse returned looking worried.

"I can't find the vacuum pump" she said biting her lip with anxiety. "And I'll get into so much trouble if I have to call down a senior nurse at this time of night. I suppose I could always..." Her voice trailed off as she wrestled with herself trying to make a decision.

"Would it be ok if I relieved you the old fashioned way?" she asked, her worried eyes imploring him to help her out of her predicament.

"Um, I suppose so" Matthew replied, wondering what horrible contraption could be considered old-fashioned in comparison to the vacuum pump.

She smiled at him nervously, but instead of leaving to get the alternative equipment, she sat down on the edge of the bed at his knees. With one last embarrassed smile she took his erection in her small hand, and lent forwards taking his penis into her mouth. Matthew gasped as he realised what was happening, but before he could speak his mind was clouded by waves of delirious pleasure as her lips closed around his dick. Her mouth was hot and wet, and he could feel her soft lips sliding down over his swollen head as she took him deeper.

Matthew could do nothing but groan as she began to build a steady rhythm sucking him in and out of her mouth and stroking his pole in her hand. The sight was completely mesmerising and he could only watch transfixed as the beautiful young girl sucked his throbbing dick. She seemed to be completely lost in her task with her eyes closed and her head bobbing up and down as she took him deep into her mouth in long urgent strokes. Soon she began making delicious slurping noises as her combination of sucking and stroking increased in speed, and Matthew knew it wouldn't be long before he came. Yet as he approached the brink of ejaculation she pulled away from his penis leaving it wet and hard.

Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were engorged, and long strands of golden hair framed her pretty face from where they had escaped her neat bun. "It doesn't seem to be working" she said mournfully. "I'll have to try something else."

Matthew was about to tell her that she couldn't be more wrong, when she slipped off the bed and began pulling her uniform up over her shapely hips. He was instantly silenced by the perfect vision of her sexy body

"Do you think you could cum if I put you inside my pussy?" she asked looking hopeful.

"Um I don't know, I think so, maybe we should try" Matthew stammered, and she smiled warmly at him as she pulled off her panties

Seeing the neat triangle of soft hair between her thighs made Matthew's erection twitch and throb, and his heart raced as she climbed back onto the bed kneeling astride him.

"Tell me if I hurt your stitches" she advised him tenderly, and pressed his dick to the entrance of her pussy.

The young nurse lowered herself onto him, and his swollen head stretched her tight pussy as it pushed slowly up inside her. A long groan escaped her lips and her eyelids fluttered as she felt inch after inch penetrating her. She slowly sank down the entire length of his enlarged dick until he was completely buried within her. The feeling of her moist folds gripping his erection was truly heavenly and Matthew knew he wouldn't last long.

"Are you ready?" she asked breathlessly, and began to move up and down on his pole. With her hands resting on his chest for support Katie brought her whole body forward until only the head of his engorged dick was gripped by her stretched pussy, and then pushed back making him slide up deep inside her.

"Ohhh faster" gasped Matthew lost beneath the waves of pleasure she was creating. Her small breasts jiggled and strained against the material of her uniform as her breathing became quicker, and she lifted herself up and down on his throbbing dick with greater intensity. The speed of her thrusting became faster and faster, and Katie groaned as her own excitement mounted. With one final thrust she drove his entire length inside her and threw her head back, her whole body shuddering with her orgasm. The added sensation of her vice-like pussy spasming around his dick pushed Matthew over the edge too, and he spurted long hot jets of semen deep inside her.

The young nurse quickly recovered from her climax and suddenly remembered her patient. "Have you cum?" she asked desperately still panting from her exertions.

"Yes thank you" Matthew answered lamely, his mind still struggling to comprehend the unbelievable thing that had just happened. She smiled sweetly at him and lifted herself off his already subsiding penis. After slipping on her panties and smoothing down her uniform, she lent over and kissed him tenderly on the cheek.

"Thank you, for not getting me into trouble" she beamed, "and thanks for the orgasm too." Without looking back she disappeared between the curtains. I love this hospital Matthew thought.

Frat House

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