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Chapter 13 – AN INSATIABLE APPETITE

Mae and I walked into the restaurant. Despite being a Sunday evening it was still very crowded. I was worried about how long the wait might be.

Mae asked, “Have you ever been here?” I told her that I had been to a Teppan restaurant before, but not that one. She said, “Very popular place for birthdays. Don’t worry, it won’t be too long. The tables all seat 8, we’ll get to move in with a 6-person table. They had us wait in the bar. There were no seats available, which was just as well because with my short skirt sitting might have been a show in itself.

There were a number of guys that were checking us out. But looking around the room, there were plenty of other girls that had provocative clothing too. I doubted any of them were prostitutes, instead they were just dressed for going out and having a good time. But, I think we may have been the only two that were without underwear.

As we waited, my phone buzzed. I could tell by the double vibration it was a text. I opened my phone to read the text. It was Terry! It read, “I want to fuck you now.” I sent a simple reply, “OK” and closed my phone. Mae didn’t ask about the text. I just smiled at her as I put the phone away.

To my amazement we were seated within only a few minutes. We were seated at a table with 3 couples; they were together celebrating a birthday. Mae and I were seated at the end of the table. Mae was seated in the lonely corner on the chef side, whereas I was seated on the end corner next to one of the guys. Starting with me it went girl-boy-girl-boy all around the table.

They were a fun group and made the dinner that much more enjoyable. There was no hanky-panky between me and the guy next to me. Once during the meal, my phone rang. Mae said, “Go ahead and take the call.”

I quietly answered the call and turned my back from the table towards Mae to whisper into the phone. I told the guy I was at dinner and could not really talk. He asked if I was available. I said, “I’ll have a room tomorrow.”

Mae nudged me and said, “See if he wants you tonight. Maybe 9:30.”

I did as she suggested and he said that would work and asked, “How much?” I said, “What did you want?”

He said, “The main course.”

I said, “3 covered, 5 bare, but we can decide that later. Motel 6 on First near Gish, room 233.”

He said he would be there at 9:30. I hung up the phone and glanced at it.

There had been another text from Terry. It read, “When?” I wrote back, “After 11, will let you know”.

I closed the phone and whispered to Mae, “I hope you’re still willing to give me a ride home. You don’t mind waiting?” She said she didn’t. There were no more calls during dinner. It was just an entertaining dinner with a great food preparation show by the chef.

The check came around and I paid the bill with cash; I was flush with cash. I started thinking I was going to need a place to stash the money. It was too much to be walking around with. We left the restaurant around 7:30. We walked back across the street.

Immediately a car pulled alongside us as we walked on the sidewalk.

The man looked at me and asked, “Would you like a ride?”

I said, “No thanks, we’re just going up the street.”

And then he asked the same of Mae. She said, “No thanks.”

Being persistent he said, “How about a date?”

Mae said, “We just finished dinner, maybe a little later.”

He said, “I’ll watch for you.”

And then he drove off. I said, “Wow he was pretty bold. Actually asking you out.”

Mae laughed and said, “Not that kind of date. He meant our kind of date.” I felt pretty stupid.

About a hundred yards up he pulled up to another girl that was on the sidewalk and said something, presumably the same questions. Apparently she said ‘no’ too. After he drove off she just stood where she was. It was obvious why she was on the street, despite rejecting the driver. But considering how we were dressed he correctly thought the same of us. As we got closer, she gave us a knowing smile. Mae said, “Hello” and started a conversation.

Mae said, “Probably a little early, huh?”

The girl said “Yes. He seemed a little creepy.”

Mae said, “Do you think he was a cop?”

She said, “No. It’s Sunday. They usually leave us alone on Sunday. Just stay away every other Thursday.”

Mae said, “Really?”

The girl said, “Like clockwork”.

Mae asked, “This Thursday?”

The girl said, “No, next Thursday. I haven’t seen you two out here before.”

Mae said, “It’s been almost a year.” Pointing at me she said, “First time for her.”

The girl said, “Good luck.”

Mae asked, “Are the guys paying well?”

She said, “Usually a hundred for half and half.”

Mae said, “Nothing’s changed then. Well, good luck. See you around.”

We kept walking. I said, “Have you really been picked up on the street?”

She said, “Of course. No big deal. Pick up a few hundred bucks when business is slow. Besides, it can casino şirketleri be a lot of fun as long as you think of it as just fucking. And sometimes business really can be slow.”

I asked, “What’s ‘half and half’?” She said, “A blow job and a fuck.”

I asked, “Only a hundred?”

She said, “Street walking is different. Get paid less, mostly because most of the girls aren’t real lookers. That girl will be lucky if she gets one every hour or hour and a half. On a busy night, you or I would probably be picked up every 15 minutes. It’s all quickies. And only with condoms. When you get picked up on the street remember to never let them have you bare. Although not always, these guys tend to be a slightly lower caliber. Hygiene isn’t always the best. Save the bare fucks for your married guys with money. They tend to be clean. It’s worked for me except for that time I got crabs, but that is why I stay shaven now too.”

We were nearly to the driveway of the motel and another car pulled up. Mae went over to his car and talked to him through the passenger window. He tried to solicit her and she said, “Not right now, but watch for me in about 30 minutes. Bye.”

She came back over to me and I asked, “Are you really going to come out here?!”

She said, “Sure, why not? I’m not complaining, but I didn’t earn any cash this weekend because I was trying to help you out. I only get 3 weeks a month to make some real cash and I missed out on the weekend, so I’m down a few grand.”

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t think about you missing out on clients. I never even heard your phone ring.”

She said, “When things happened for you Friday night, I decided to just shut down my phone for the weekend.”

I asked, “I know you wanted us to have each other that night, you told me so. But did you plan it with the guys? Did you expect me to want to get paid for sex that night?”

“No, that just turned out to be a pleasant surprise.” She glanced at her watch and said, “Speaking of getting paid for sex, your guy should be calling you pretty soon. We’d better get you to your room.”

As we crossed the parking lot she said, “I’ve never been busted when I tried the street thing. Something that another girl told me was to look inside the vehicle before you make a decision to get in. The vehicle should look used inside. I mean, look for lint or small leaves or any debris on the floor. I’ve been told cop cars are constantly being cleaned and vacuumed. And, don’t be fooled by coffee cups or fast food bags. Look for the small debris that accumulates inside cars. I’m a neat-freak and my car still has that kind of debris. And don’t make a deal through the window. Be inside the car and consider everything. If you don’t like it, you can just ask to be let out of the car.”

We made it to the room without any more drivers seeking an outlet for sex. Mae suggested that I close the curtains. Mae pointed at my purse and said, “We need to put that someplace safe. She grabbed my backpack that was sitting on the desk chair and opened it, removing the packages of condoms, KY and wipes. She suggested that I keep a small amount of cash with me. I took my phone from my purse and then put the purse inside the backpack.

Jokingly Mae said, “Let’s hope you won’t need all these condoms tonight! Open up a package and put them under a pillow.” Then she took one of the packages of condoms that she said she liked and opened it. She took all 10 condoms and put them in her skirt pocket saying, “You don’t mind, do you?” I had no excuse to even consider telling her no.

The remaining condoms she stuffed into the backpack as well as all but one of the tubes of KY. She suggested I put the remaining tube and the wipes on the night stand. I looked at my phone. It was 7:50. And, just as I was looking at it the phone rang. The displayed number told me it was my 8:00 date. I answered it. He said he was in the parking lot. I told him that I was in room 233 and described where it was in relation to the parking lot. I asked him to give me a couple minutes before coming up.

For what seemed like the millionth time, my heart was racing. I was meeting a stranger in unfamiliar surroundings and it was a total turn-on. I started to peel off my top when Mae said, “Slow down sister. We’re not at my house. I appreciate your enthusiasm, but what you’re wearing is fine. Let him have a little fun and let him take off your clothes, or just let him fuck you the way you are. I need to use the bathroom real fast and then I’m out of here.”

She went to the bathroom and came right back out. I noticed that her skirt was a little too high; her butt cheeks were exposed on her back side. I said, “You may want to pull your skirt down a bit.”

She gave a mischievous grin and said, “No, it’s just right. I’ll have my phone, call if you need anything.”

I said, “Are you really going out there?”

She laughed and said, “Yeah. I think it will be kind of fun. I know how the guys are when they see Asian hookers. I bet I don’t make it 3 minutes before I casino firmaları get picked up. I just wish it was darker outside.”

I asked, “Are you going to get a room?”

She said, “Trust me, I won’t need a room. We’ll just park and do it. Have fun, I’ll check on you in a little bit.” She grabbed my backpack and said, “I’m going to lock this in the trunk” and opened the door to leave.

My date was standing right at the door, apparently ready to knock. He was white, mid-40s and very tall, well over 6 ft. When you’re barely 5 feet tall like me, it’s hard to tell much of a difference between 6′ 1″ and 6′ 5″. When he saw Mae he was all smiles. She said, “Hey there! I’m not your girl.” She pointed in my direction and said, “That’s your girl.” He looked at me and his smile got even bigger. She walked out and he walked in, I locked the door behind him.

I gave him a big hug. The first thing I noticed was that he was not wearing a wedding band. But, he may as well have been wearing it, because there was an obvious impression on his finger confirming he usually wore a ring. He probably left it in the car out of guilt.

He told me his name and we sat on the end of the bed side by side. He said, “I suppose you need to see the money.”

I said, “You can put it over there (pointing to the night stand).”

He put down 3 one hundred dollar bills; it would be a condom date. He put his arm behind me and asked, “Can I kiss you?”

I said, “Of course.”

He brought his face next to mine and started kissing me along my neck. I tilted my neck offering it to him. His kisses along my neck started becoming more intense. He started to suck on my neck and I whispered, “No biting. No hickeys.”

He sucked and kissed my neck and we fell back together on the bed. I reached for his pants and unbuckled his belt. I reached into his pants and started stroking his cock. My breathing was heavier and so was his.

He reached between my legs and I spread them wide and his hand found his way to my pussy lips that I could feel were wide open. His fingers traveled inside me and as they did I started stroking him faster. His cock was rock-hard. I started pushing his pants down. He lifted his ass and I pushed them below his knees.

I wanted him to fuck me then, but I hadn’t reached for a condom yet. Referring to the way he was kissing and sucking on my neck I said, “Would you like to do that to my pussy? I guarantee I taste even sweeter down there.”

He immediately started moving down between my legs. I moved myself further up the bed so my head was on a pillow. Mae was right, I didn’t even need to take off my clothes. With my legs spread wide, the skirt was so short my pussy was fully exposed and he went to work orally pleasing me. He was pure perfection as he ate my pussy. As a side note, I came to miss the very beginnings of my adventure. It didn’t take long before this kind of play became almost mechanical. But, at that particular moment it was exciting and new.

As he pleasured my pussy, I have to believe that my pussy was equally pleasuring his tongue. I reached under the pillow and extracted a condom. I started to peel it open and then dropped it as I was truly more interested in what he was doing to me.

He stopped what he was doing and climbed up my body. He went back to feeding on my neck and I felt his cock knocking at the door between my legs. He started pushing and the head of his cock was inside me. Part of me wanted him to stop to put on the condom, but a stronger part of me didn’t. I blindly reached to find the condom and then gave up.

He pulled his cock head out from me and grabbed it with his hand. He brought it to the outside of my pussy and start sliding it up and down, purposely rubbing my clit with the head of his cock. I started squirming. He sped up the pace. As I writhed in pleasure I could hear how wet my pussy was. It literally sounding like he was splashing in a pool of water. And then the orgasm hit.

It was incredible and intense. I could feel my juices flowing down my ass and he didn’t stop. He was attacking my clit with his cock and it was pure ecstasy. All the while he was still sucking and kissing my neck. And suddenly he let go and drove his cock inside me. I gave no resistance and there was no condom. His cock went through me like a hot knife through butter. My pussy was so dilated, I could have simultaneously handled multiple cocks, but at the moment his was the only one I needed.

Now he started pile-driving my pussy with his cock. His mouth was still sucking on my neck and then I felt a soft bite. I didn’t care. The biting became firmer and the fucking became harder. A moment of clarity hit me and I whispered, “Not there, my shoulder”. He then moved his mouth to my shoulder and he started sucking harder. The smell of my pussy was completely permeating the air. The smell of my sex caused more of a turn on. And then his sucking turned to a combination of biting and sucking. I recall moaning as he did. I said, “Yes, yes. Fuck me. Bite me.”

The bite güvenilir casino became harder and the sucking intensified. He had been pleasuring me for almost twenty minutes and he started making grunting noises. I said, “Yes baby, do it, do it!” I could feel the flow of his cum inside me as he continued to fuck me. I waited for him to stop but he didn’t. He continued pumping my pussy. I didn’t complain. After another five minutes he finally slowed to a stop and rolled off me.

I was panting heavily and so was he. Sweat had collected on my tummy. We both just lay there next to each other. I lifted my head up and saw the partially opened condom sitting next to me. Oh well. I said, “That should have been an extra $200, but that was worth the discount.”

He said, “So it’s true. You really do love to fuck.”

“That obvious?”

He said, “My wife loves it when I do that to her.”

I said, “I know why, that was more than intense.”

He said, “You have a fantastic pussy, it felt awesome.”

I said, “I hope it was worth it.”

“Hell yah it was worth it. I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

“So you’ll call me again?”

He said, “Even if I have to break my piggy-bank, I’ll be calling you.”

I said, “I’ll lend you the hammer.”

I sat up and reached for the wipes. I cracked open the seal and pulled out a wipe. I said, “Let me clean you up a little.”

I used the wipe to clean the stickiness from my pussy that was glistening on his cock. As I did, a trickle of cum dripped from his cock. As an added treat I licked it and commented, “You taste good.”

He said, “You really just started this weekend?”

“Yes, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t fucked before. Thanks to some encouragement from a friend, I crossed over into the professional realm. No one seems to be complaining about my decision.”

He said, “You are really over 18, right?”

I laughed and said, “I really am 19,” and told him my birthdate.

Then he asked, “You really aren’t on the pill?”

I assured him I wasn’t.

He asked, “Aren’t you worried about it?”

I said, “Counting the days, I should be ok.”

And like nothing he rolled off the bed and pulled up his pants that were dropped to his knees. And then he said, “I’d better get going.”

“Back to the wife?”

He said, “Yes, back to the wife.”

We went to the door together, gave each other a hug and then he left as I closed the door behind him.

I checked my phone and the time on the phone showed 8:40. I glanced at the money on the night stand and thought to myself, ‘$300 in 40 minutes.’ I collected the money and wondered where to stash it. There were no hiding places, so I rolled up the money and shoved it deep between the mattresses. I considered that I had already made more than $6,000 in two days. I could hardly believe it.

I went to the bathroom and decided to rinse out. The bathroom was unremarkable. But the shower head was a detachable head with a flexible hose. It proved perfect for reaching those, ‘hard to reach’ spots. I suspected I wasn’t the first hooker to use the shower head to rinse clean.

I toweled off and put my clothes back on, which really was not much of a task since my clothes were just the top and skirt. I looked in the mirror and saw the damage. I didn’t stop him in time. Near the base of my neck was a faint hickey. I would be able to cover it with foundation. But the one on my shoulder was pronounced with noticeable bite marks. I smiled and thought, “It was worth it.”

I checked the time again. It was only 9:00. Through the curtains I could see it was getting dark. My next guest was to be there in about 30 minutes.

I decided that I would need to listen to my voicemails. I thought that adding the callers to my contact list would be a good idea too.

I started listening to the voicemails one after the other. Using the cheap room stationery and pen I wrote down each name, phone number and if they were referred by Marcus I put a star next to their name.

It turned out, it seemed to take forever. I think there were 25 voicemails, but the number I do know is that 18 callers mentioned Marcus. If all the callers panned out, I would need to consider what I would owe Marcus, if anything at all. If I did reward him for each referral, Marcus alone was going to keep me busy.

Upon listening to the voicemails I made a decision that the first thing I needed to do was change my greeting. I needed to be certain that whoever was calling me would only leave messages that were a little less explicit and a little more respectful. There were a couple of calls that described what they wanted to do to me. It’s not that I didn’t want or wouldn’t let them do the things , what I didn’t want was someone else to accidently hear those messages.

So, I immediately changed my greeting.

Then I started entering names and phone numbers based upon the messages that were left. On every one of the names I preceded the name with the letter ‘X’. I figured this would help me to immediately distinguish a customer if they called me.

I had barely entered the last name and number and there was a knock on my door. I had lost track of time and looked at the time on my phone. It was 9:30 exactly. My guest had arrived.

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