The Weekend Starts Here
[ Story by Adam Crane adam.crane2000@yahoo.co.uk ]
I arrived at the hotel around 9.30pm, took a sit in the piano bar, as arranged, ordered a lime and soda, I love Jack Daniels but I never drink whilst working, it doesnt effect my performance, its just that a lot of clients dont like the smell of alcohol whilst Im entertaining them. Sherry arrived at 10pm, maybe just before, accompanied by a woman, who for some reason, got me thinking, before we were even introduced. It was one of those moments, the woman looked familiar. My brain was doing overtime, you know the thing I mean, you recognise the face, but cannot remember where from. I hoped that this was not going to be an issue.
I had nothing to worry about. I spent over four hours, in a very plush and expensive suite with Sherry and Helen. The sex was great between the three of us, much better then I could have expected. Sherry and Helen liked to play with each other, whilst I watched. The licking of each others nipples and mutual fingering of one another, though Helen loved giving Sherry head when ever possible, and Sherry enjoyed receiving it. Sherry came almost every time, and Helen was happy to drink her cum when she did. During our time together, I fucked Helen once, and licked her out twice. However, Sherry wanted something a little different, who knows; maybe she was trying to show off in front of Helen. Sherry requested that I fuck her hard up the arse and when I was due to cum withdraw, and ejaculate over her face, and if I had anything left, fuck her hard in the cunt. I had plenty left, and was happy to oblige. During all this, Helen, naked her legs astride the arm chair, that she sat in, watched on, fingering herself, continuously, experiencing multiple orgasms. However, throughout all this, erotic encounter with two of the best, good bad girls I had ever experienced, I could not put aside the thought, of how familiar Helen looked to me.
Once we had all showered and dressed, the evening ended very civilised and business like, with the three of us, sipping Champagne, and conversing in idle chit chat. After a while, Sherry announced that, Helen and herself had to leave, time was pushing on, and Sherry had a flight to catch the next day. I help them with their coats, and walked them to the door. On opening it, Helen kissed me on the cheek, and with a smile, expressed her gratitude, for what she said was, A wonderful evening, I hope to do it, and you again sometime. With that, she left the hotel room and headed down the corridor towards the lift. Sherry kissed me gentle on the cheek. She looked at me, smiling for a moment, after a few seconds, she spoke. Sorry Adam, Ill have to rush, or Ill miss the lift, you know what its like, sisters wait for no one.
Fuck the penny dropped. Thats why Helen looked so familiar.
I left the hotel, some fifteen minutes after the girls, satisfied that Sherry and Helen had been satisfied, and with a smile on my face I made my way home, cracked open a fresh bottle of JD thinking to myself, that was better then your average gig.
Sherry is full of surprises. I knew she liked cock, and not just mine. On the odd occasion, when we indulged in pillow talk, she would tell me of some of her other men who she would meet up with, when, on her busy, global, business schedule. So I was somewhat surprised to receive a call from her the next day, when she had told me, the night before, that I wouldnt be hearing from her, for at least three weeks, as she was off to Dubai. She wanted to meet up at a bistro in Swiss Cottage, at four, which was all she would tell me over the phone. I had no problem with this; I was quite intrigued, if the truth be told.
So, there I was, on time, at the agreed venue, awaiting her arrival. Sherry had never called me for sex, two days in a row before. I love this job; no two days are ever the same. Sherry arrived, at four, as arranged, I bought some drinks and we took up residents at a small, secluded table, in the far corner of the bistro. We sat opposite each other, and immediately, Sherry began to stroke the calf of my right leg, with her stocking foot, having removed her shoe. I was more then aware of Sherry’s likes and dislikes, when is comes to sex, she had been a client for two years. When your only connection with a woman is physical, believe me, after two years you get to know what turns her on, and what doesn’t. This was going the way of one of Sherry’s risky fucks. That meant she was up for it, here and now. In the toilets of the bistro looked the most favourable, as they were close at hand, and by now her foot had moved up to my groin, where Sherry began to, what I can only describe as, massage my balls with here toes.
My cock was hard and ready, and Sherry knew this. Then, just as soon as she had started, she abruptly finished, and with a, child like giggle, she sat back in her chair, and informed me, of how easy I was, to turn on. She wasnt wrong, you have to love your work, and I loved mine with a passion, so I was always ready and willing, at anytime.
It transcribed, that Sherry wasn’t there for herself; she was off to Dubai, later that day, as she had told me the night before. She was here to disguise a business proposition, and a personal favour. She wanted me to take care of Helen, her sister. Sherry’s put me in the picture, regarding Helen. Helen had moved to London, from Hampshire about a week ago, she was an associate at a law firm in Holborn and was living in a flat in Earls Court, and most important of all, for a man in my profession, Helen loved fucking, and she loved, what shed got, from me the night before, from what Sherry said.
Sherry told me, Helen was keen on sex, more so, then your average woman, borderline addict, if I was to believe some of the things that Sherry told me. Helen liked sex and fucking, and Sherry loved, and cared about her sister, therefore, Sherry felt safer that it was me, who she trusted, that would be, entertaining her sister when it came to the aforementioned, and that Helen wasnt just fucking around with strangers, which would worry Sherry. I agreed, and whilst, still in her risky fuck mood Sherry ordered me to meet her in the ladies washroom in a couple of minutes, so that she could express her gratitude.
As many of you maybe aware, washroom cubicles are not the greatest places in the world to fuck. Sherry had already removed her panties by the time I joined her, I noticed that she had hung them, on the hook of the cubical door. She was seated, as I stood before her. Saying nothing, she slowly undone the belt of my jeans, then began to undo the buttons, which resulted in the zipper undoing itself. I was not wearing underwear, and my cock was hard and ready. At its earliest opportunity, it thrusts it way clear of my jeans, and was immediately gripped by the firm hand of Sherry, who then lent forward, slowly slipping it, in-between, her red Chanel, glossed lips. My hard cock was three quarters of the way in Sherry’s mouth, when she firmly began to, withdraw, and then, once again, take in my cock three quarters of the way, once again, performing this, repeatedly.
After a few minutes, I could feel myself ready to cum. She would, occasionally, slow down her actions, to take, into her mouth, my cocks full length. Good girl I thought, that cant be easy for you. She then removed my cock from her mouth, still gripping it; she held it close to the side of her face, as she began to suck my balls. Pausing, she looked up at me, and asked if I was ready to cum. I acknowledge that I was. She took my right hand, and placed it on my cock, as she sat back, she made the following request. You, do it. cum over my face, and in my mouth.
I took a firm grip of my cock and began to masturbate, only inches from Sherry’s face, as she sat there, head back, mouth open, eyes closed, awaiting the arrival of my cum.
My cock erupted, with a copious flow of warm sperm. With each pull of my cock I ejaculated in the direction of Sherry’s face. The first flow hit her left cheek, the second flow went straight into her mouth, and she swallowed relishing the anticipation of more. She was not to be disappointed, as the next flow from my cock hit the edge of Sherry’s mouth, she licked it up, before it had time to drip away. I was almost finished, but Sherry wasnt. She sat forward, wiping the sperm gently from her face, with her fingers then subsequently licking them clean of cum. Sherry had swallowed more then she had wasted. Good girl
She removed my hand from my cock in order to stop me masturbating, and took the complete length, once again, into her mouth, in the hope that I may have some still. I did, and she was happy to take every last drop, that I could muster
Later that day, Sherry flew out to Dubai on business, as she had arrange, and I spent the rest of that weekend with her sister, Helen. Yes, and before you ask. I am responsible in my line of work, tests on a regular basics, I use condoms even when it comes to blow jobs, if the client requests it, but that is rare. I mean, lets be honest, there isnt much point in the woman wanting a pearl necklace, if you cant let the pearls out of his box. >