Filled!

by Lexi Hots

  Margot said, “Yeah, you’ll do, you’ll do nicely,” just as she came.

  Gina, watching form the corner, said, “My God, she’s like a sex machine. I love it.”

  Margot took a step back just as Jill, gently licking away a last few drop of juices from her clit, tried to out her fingers inside Margot. “I think she loves it too but maybe we shouldn’t fuck her again right now.”

  “You should,” Jill said eagerly. She knew she was being greedy and that this whole thing was crazy. She’d never had so much sex at one time or come so often but she wanted more. Much more. She wanted them to have sex with her over and over again. She wanted them to do things to her all night long. She wanted Gina to wear a strap on so she could suck it while Margot ate her pussy. She wanted to ride Margot’s cock while Gina licked her clit. So many images, all of them vivid and erotic, filled her mind that she felt dizzy.

  Gina said, “My goodness. Do you think she can take anymore Margot?”

  Margot said, “I think she thinks so.”

  “I can,” Jill said eagerly. Her body was aflame and she stared at their naked bodies. A greed, a raging hunger she had never known before filled her. “I can take it all.”

  Gina said, “Maybe we should give her just a little bit more Margot.”

  Jill, still on her knees on the floor, said, “Yes, yes please, just a little more please.”

  Gina reached into a drawer and pulled out a harness. She pulled it on, affixing a bright purple cock to it. Jill licked her lips and waited. Gina stood in front of her and said, “Come on, you know what I want.”

  She did know. She walked, still on her knees, to where Gina stood and eagerly sucked the cock down her throat. Gina took a huge chunk of Jill’s hair in one hand and pulled her head to the side, peering down so that she could see Jill’s face as she sucked the cock that Gina wore. Jill was thrilled all over again. Her nipples ached to be touched and her moist walls opened as sticky fluids began to drip from her.

  Margot said, “I have something for her.”

  She went to a drawer and pulled out a small bottle. She poured some oil into her hand and came back. She said, “Lift your ass up.” Jill did, immediately. Margot’s hand rubbed the oil into her labia and intense heat broke out along her labia and inner walls. The heat was deep and pleasurable.

  Gina’s cock filled her throat. Her hips humped up and down on Margot’s hand. Her whimpers grew louder as Margot used a single finger to spread that heating lube into her clit. Jill’s eyes widened as she tried to suck more of Gina’s dick, and her body shivered and wriggled as Margot withdrew her hand and Gina stepped back then walked behind her.

  Gina’s knees hit the floor. Her hands pushed Jill forward and her hands parted her tanned ass cheeks. Her cock sank deep into Jill’s walls and Jill’s cried out as Gina began to thrust faster and faster while
  Jill bit her lips. Her body was arching and thrusting. Her knees scraped the floor and her palms stung from the carpet grinding against them but she didn’t care. Her hips worked faster as Gina plunged into her again, then again.

  She came. That time she fell too. Her body hit the floor hard and she cried out, “I’m done! I’m done!”

  Margot chuckled. Gina pulled out of her body and yanked the harness down. Jill rolled over just in time to see Margot stick her head between Gina’s legs. Her tongue snaked out and Gina shuddered, her hands tangling in Margot’s thick hair. She groaned loudly and shuddered all over then lay still, one hand flung out by her side and her eyes closed.

  They all lay there. Jill was stunned. She rolled over and said, “I guess I know now why I never really get off with guys.”

  Margot said, “Ah. Gina doesn’t there. I do. So maybe you’re a lesbian like Gina.”

  Jill nodded and said, “I’m not sure. Maybe I’ll have to experiment a little to find out.”

  Gina started laughing. “You aren’t experimenting anymore tonight. You almost gave me a heart attack that time.”

  They all got up and went to the small shower room. Being in the shower with the two of them was so exciting that Jill had to restrain herself from caressing their bodies as they washed the sticky remnants of the wild sex away.

  Exhaustion swamped her and she found she could barely keep her head up as they got out of the shower and dried off. Margot helped her into her dress and panties, giving her a few little kisses as she did so. Gina smiled as Jill began to put her sandals back on and she asked, “How’s your feet?”

  “They’re…they’re good.” Jill could barely talk. Her whole body ached in the most pleasant way. Her mouth was still filled with the taste of the two women and her pussy was soaked and sore.

  “You’ll have to excuse us, “Margot said cheerfully. “We get a little carried away sometimes. But you’re so pretty and cute, and we do get tired of men always on here. I will understand if you don’t want to do this again, and don’t think you have to in order keep the job because you don’t. If there is anything I believe in it is that people should not have to do anything they do not want to do. I really do not think you minded but it would be nice to hear you say it, just to put our mind at ease, and to avoid one of those pesky sexual harassment lawsuits.”

  Jill said, “I didn’t mind at all. That was incredible. That was not sexual harassment at all. That was awesome.”

  Gina said, “It’s a perk of the job, if you want it. I won’t promise you’ll get laid every single day but stick around kid and you will get laid.”

  Jill asked, “By you two?”

  Gina chuckled. “Of course. There’s four other women who work here too though.”

  Jill’s mouth went dry. What would they be like? Her nipples stiffened at the thought. Margot added, “Also, if you want you can make a hell of a lot more money too, but that is a conversation for another day. I have to get home. I have a husband now.”

  Gina said, “I don’t suppose we need to tell you that we, and by we, I mean the two of us plus our customers, rely on discretion. We don’t get busted for what we do here because we are discreet. We don’t take on new clients without a reference from an older customer, and even if you have a reference it doesn’t guarantee you will get in here. We are picky, and we enjoy what we do, but we have the right to say no to anyone.”

  “I understand.”

  Jill did understand. Margot and Gina led her to the front door. Margot asked, “Where did you park?”

  “Oh, I walked It’s no big deal, it’s just a few blocks and it’s a really safe neighborhood.”

  Margot said, “Well, okay then.”

  Gina said, “What time can you be in tomorrow?”

  Jill said, “I don’t get out of class until noon tomorrow.”

  Gina laughed, “That’s okay. We’ll see you then.”

  A huge grin covered Jill’s face. “I will see you then.”

  She turned and starting walking. Her walk was a little crooked, and she knew it bit she didn’t care. She’d never had sex with a woman before, or a threesome and she hadjust managed to have both those at the same time. It was a thrill, and a huge one.

  As she walked she started to think about some of the men who’d been in at the parlor earlier that day. Most of them were business men, and it showed in their clothes and demeanors. Some of them were older, and definitely sexy—and powerful.

  Her belly filled with butterflies again. What would it be like to give one of them a massage? Was it just the massage that they came in there for? She doubted it, and that excited her even more.

  She began to imagine being a room with one of those men—say the one who’d had steely-gray hair and piercing blue eyes, a trim body and a little sexy mustache right below his straight nose.

  She reached her apart
ment and unlocked the door, Claire was parked on the sofa, busy typing on her laptop while the television blared on. She lookedup and asked, “How did it go?”

  Jill grinned, “It was great. Maybe the best job I ever had. Thanks for calling Margot for me.”

  “Oh sure, no problem.” Claire got up and stretched lazily. “I have to shower. I am meeting James down at the Roundup for pizza and beer. You want to come?”

  Jill frowned. “I thought you two were broken up?”

  Claire shrugged, “We are but revenge sex is the best sex and I intend to get plenty of revenge tonight.” She winked and Jill shook her head, torn between amusement and consternation. “Anyway he has a friend. You know the kind: nerdy and weird. He needs a date. He’s got money for beer and a few slices.”

  Jill made a face. “No thanks. I have a job now. I think I will start making pretty good money pretty soon too.”

  Claire lifted an eyebrow. “How so?”

  Jill said, “Oh Gina said if I worked out well she’d increase my salary.”

  Claire asked, “Okay, I have to know. It isn’t like a total whorehouse in there is it? I mean Margot says no and my dad believes it and I kind of believe it or I never would have sent you there…”

  “You’re lying.” Jill was angry suddenly. “You got me that job so I can spy on Margot for you.”

  Her anger shocked her. Claire was her friend and if she hadn’t been so understanding she might have bounced Jill right out of the apartment. Claire had the good grace to look ashamed. She said, “You’re right and I’m sorry. But she married my dad and I kind of had to know.”

  Jill sighed. “No, I get it. But I am not sure I like the idea that you would have happily sent me to a lace you weren’t sure about. But you don’t have anything to worry about. The place is totally legit. It isn’t one of those kinds of massage parlors. They only use the words because most guys don’t like the word spa.”

  Gina had told her that at some point during the day and now she was glad she’d said it. Claire’s face smoothed out and she said, “Oh. I’m sorry Jill. I just…well, you know. I mean him and my mom broke up years ago and he’s never wanted to date or anything so I wondered…I mean he met her there and all…”

  He’d met Margot at the massage parlor? Wow. The place really did come with some benefits. She might even land a husband, or a great lover or two…

  “I think I’m just too tired to go out tonight Claire but how about tomorrow?”

  Claire said, “Sounds good. Look, no hard feelings, right?”

  Jill smiled. “No hard feelings Claire. You did me a huge favor.”

  Claire said, “No hard feelings. Now I got to go get ready.”

  She walked out and Jill sat down and kicked her shoes off. She looked down at her feet, at the faint marks her shoes had left in the oiled flesh and big grin crossed her lips. Tomorrow. There was no telling what would happen tomorrow, but she couldn’t wait to find out.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 73

  I was still young and inexperienced. You could say I never really had a type, or much cared to pick one. Women were all the same to me – nothing but seductive, mouth-watering mysteries – who just happened to leave me with sweaty palms, a racing heart, and a raging excitement in my nether regions…

  Despite working out routinely, watching what I eat, trying to perfect my body in every way I could, there remained this lingering fear in my mind. The great unknown that was a woman’s tempting slit. But of course, being a young nineteen year old virgin, with a healthy imagination and buckets of sexual frustration… I did partake quite often in the act of jerking-off! It was my only release from this all-consuming craving.

  There were days I might choke the chicken, as they say, maybe ten times or more! The feeling in me was truly insatiable. No matter how many times I took hold of the aching pole, and no matter how many times I allowed him to spray freely, he always begged for more. Simply touching myself just wasn’t enough to satisfy the hunger!

  Supposedly your body can’t tell the difference – but my mind sure could! Staring at porn only killed the initial urges, the superficial desires. Those were enough to tide me over for a while. However… after the fifth or sixth orgasm, when I still felt as horny as I did at the start, I knew the problem wouldn’t go away! Some more… deviant methods were required.

  And the real damn problem was I couldn’t for the life of me manage to snag a girlfriend! That would have changed everything, I’m sure. But until I could work something out on that front, in the meantime, I was left to stroke like a madman – fantasizing over every moderately (and some times quite ugly…) female I took sight of!

  To make matters worse, my dad and I had lived together alone for a number of years. Ever since mom died, in fact. But he had just remarried an older woman. Probably in her late 30s or early 40s. I never did ask and women don’t seem prone to telling. Anyway, she was an attractive lady I can admit. A nice well maintained body, definitely. She had moved in not long ago. That caused a little hiccup in my routines, as you can imagine. Just little things mainly. For instance, I liked to sit at the computer late at night and jerk off when my dad had gone to bed. It was my private time out in our computer room, so to speak.

  But Rachel, my stepmother (I guess you’d say), was a bit of an erratic scheduler herself. She would awake and wander around at random times. Maybe stop off at the bathroom or make a little snack in the kitchen. Innocent things, sure… but I was busy trying to masturbate! And who knew when she would show up, appearing out from the shadows or something. The last thing I wanted was to be sitting there, jerking it to some fat-boobed girl porn, and have my stepmom come barging in!

  Yeah, that would make for some interesting breakfast conversation the next morning…

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  Now, just to state something here, I wasn’t one of those creepy perverts who dreamed of being caught in the process of pleasuring myself. I didn’t harbor those naughty urges to be accidentally discovered or spotted by my stepmother. A nice peaceful area was my preferred choice. So I had done everything I could to ensure this. I started putting porn on my phone so I could sneak off in a more remote room, getting down and dirty with my lonesome. Don’t forget, I was jerking off like ten times a day. These were frequent shots, so to speak.

  Unless I had some prior obligation or responsibility which prevented me from handling the goods, then I most definitely would be cumming as often as I could. And strangely enough, through this habit of mine, I had learned that my refractory period was nonexistent! No matter how many times I came, so long as the mental urge remained strong, so did my cock! The damn thing just would not die down! That was part of the problem, actually. Jerking off and cumming failed to relieve my urges. It might sound like heaven, but… oh, who am I kidding! It is awesome! I just wish I had a woman to share in the joy with – hopefully before I got so desperate to start naming my hands…

  Take today for instance, it was around noon when the urge gripped me again (you might say it never left). It would be the sixth for the day. And it was definitely an intense one. Not something I could refrain from handling for a while. One of those that needed to be dealt with ASAP!

  The problem was… Rachel! She would flit in and out of the various rooms doing god knows what! Cleaning or inspecting or cooking or whatever. I never knew where she’d show up next! Last I knew, she was in the living room watching tv while her lunch cooked in the microwave. I figured the laundry room would be a good choice for now.

  And so I ducked in, shutting the door as quietly as I could. But I knew the hinge would make a loud noise if I closed it all the way, and the sound would probably send Rachel running over to investigate. So I had decided to leave it ajar somewhat. At least this way I could also hear if my stepmom was shuffling on the other side, or approaching from the far room. It seemed like a quality plan – and being so horny, I didn’t care to t
hink over the finer details.

  And then I set about doing the dirty work. That’s right, I whipped out the phone and queued up some of my favorite porn. Today’s choice was a big boobed woman with a tight ass, not unlike the shape of my stepmom, but with the pornstar camera angles, it’s hard to tell for sure. But I’d rather not fantasize about my dad’s wife, not yet anyway. I’m not that desperate!

  It felt so great to be pleasuring myself again… Watching my cock grow hard to this video was always a turn on. I imagined how it would feel if the girl on screen was right here in the room with me, down on her knees, my dick pressed roughly against her mouth. She’d spread those lips, ahhh yeah! She’d spread them and take me inside! I bet it would feel so warm and hot. I wonder if she know how to flick her tongue around the tip – oh god, she did! I saw her doing the exact motion I wanted, right there in the porn scene. If the woman could only do it to me! That would make my plight so much better! A hot, sexy mature girl slobbering my knob! God, yes!