DISCREETOFFICESERVICES.COMChapter Thirteen

8 Months Past...Dawdling in the hotel's hallway I felt as nervous as I had the first time I'd been sent to meet a client. Glancing at my watch I saw more seconds I was being billed for tick past. Mustering my nerve I tapped on the door. The woman who answered looked to be in her mid-twenties and was very pretty. I would have expected nothing less from one of Marla's girls.I was wearing flats and she had on three-inch pumps. I was still taller by at least five or six inches. We were different in more ways than height. Sandra would never need to wear an extra strength sports bra when jogging like I did. Her small breasts were barely bumps on her chest. I was blonde, she had dark brown hair bordering on black. Her natural, olive tan and dark, thick hair said Mediterranean heritage just as emphatically as my pale skin and blonde hair proclaimed my Scandinavian bloodline."Vivian? I'm Sandra." I was collecting quite an assortment of names: Olivia to my friends and family, Viv to my clients. I was Tisla to secretaries when I met clients at their office. And now I was Vivian to call girls I booked! It was getting crowded in my brain but my life was certainly not dull!A soft hand on my arm led me into the room. Call Girl 101: Make physical contact with the client. I wondered how long she'd been a working girl. Much longer than I, I assumed. Sandra had two drinks already poured. Handing me one, Sandra took her time looking from my sensible shoes to my eyes. Looking up the five inches in height that separated our eyes, she smiled a wolfish grin and took a long sip from her drink. "I was told you were pretty but I never hoped you'd be this beautiful." Call Girl 101: Make small talk and compliment your client to put her at ease. I felt like I should be taking notes.I eyed the drink Sandra had put in my hand. These mini-bar drinks weren't cheap. Add in the cost of a suite instead of a room... Then how much Marla was charging me for Sandra. I never worried about the cost when I was working on Sandra's side of appointments. My clients might be so well off financially that they could afford me with what they considered pocket change but this was costing me a fortune!While I was thinking these thoughts, the same light touch on my arm guided me to sit on the suite's couch. Turning to face me, Sandra sat close enough to rest her arm on the back of the couch with her hand touching my shoulder. Damn, her moves were smooth...As we sipped our drinks and made small talk, Sandra's fingers moved to massage my neck, causing my tense shoulders to relax. "I was also told that you're curious what it's like to be with a woman," she said in a silky, smooth alto, guiding our conversation to why I was here. "When did you first become curious?"I found my voice and finally contributed to what had been a mostly one-sided conversation. "Ahh, in high school. A sleepover. A bunch of us were at my best friend's house and we were talking about boys and kissing. Then we were daring each other to kiss the girl next to her for five seconds...""And you kissed a girl and you liked it," Sandra asked with a smile. Fingers pressed against the back of my neck as she interrupted to finish my story. Without thinking I responded to the light pull of Sandra's hand and leaned towards her. She leaned towards me and somewhere in the middle our lips touched.Her lips skimmed lightly over mine. They were firm yet soft as she deepened our first kiss. Her lips opened and I responded with open Anadolu Yakası Escort lips as Sandra moved closer to press more of her body to mine. I couldn't help the moan from the back of my throat when a tongue tip glided over my lips. Sandra took her time moving lips and tongue over mine. One hand on my neck gently guided my head, angling my mouth to the position she wanted while the other hand went to my waist to pull me to her.More moments passed and my breath caught as her tongue pushed past my lips to meet mine. Sandra didn't rush like a man. A guy always seems to want to get the kissing over too quickly, to move past the kissing and get down to the 'good stuff'. Sandra knew that the good stuff was better after kissing primed the pump, so to speak.Sandra pulled away until our lips were barely touching again. As her small hand moved from my waist to cup my breast, I felt her soft lips brush against mine as she asked quietly if I still liked kissing a girl."Oh, yes," I whispered back. I wasn't lying. I get plenty of sex as a call girl. But kisses were few and far between. And none like this! I guess men thought that maybe I'd just sucked another man's cock before seeing them. Maybe they thought I still had cum stuck in my teeth or something. Whatever... What I knew was this was the best kiss I'd had in months!Our kiss went on and on while Sandra's hand played with my boob. Squeezing... Cupping... Pinching my hard nipple... Fuck! I hadn't realized how much I'd missed this type of intimacy until something deep in my gut loosened and a liquid warmth began expanding far south of my belly button.Sandra showed no signs of wanting to hurry things along. Our kisses grew more fervent. Moist lips pressed hard while tongues took turns moving in one mouth or the other. My face felt heated. Sandra's hand had my nipples aching. When my legs moved I could tell I was drenched between my thighs.Fingers left my breast to slowly unbutton my blouse... Pulled enough of the hem out from the waist of my skirt to give her roving hand room to explore around my back. There was no fumbling as my bra was unhooked. The hand sliding across my skin made me shiver as it moved with purpose from my back and around my ribs to my chest.Ohh, fuucckk, I thought to myself as my bra cups were pushed up and over my breasts while a gentle hand cupped and fondled me. At least, I thought I'd whispered only in my mind. The slight smile I felt against my lips made me think I'd breathed my thoughts out loud.I was completely in Sandra's power as I relaxed against the back of the couch. Content to follow... Content to let her set the pace and direction to whatever might come. I was helpless to even stop the deep moans she continued to bring from deep within my gut.A thumb played with my erect nipple as lips left a trail of soft kisses from my mouth to my neck. Lips and hot breath on my neck caused me to shiver and gasp as the hand on my breast caressed me with more force. Squeezing and tweaking my nipples harder... I moaned at the loss when her hand left my breast to move behind me to undo the button and zipper of my skirt.When her hand took mine and placed it on her breast, I began fondling the small breast through her dress. This was the first breast, other than mine, I'd ever touched. Small, not even a handful, so very different from mine but her nipple was as hard as mine were.Sandra let our mutual fondling and kissing continue Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan for a little time more before pulling away. Standing up, she took my hand and pulled me from the couch. My legs felt weak, my knees like rubber when she whispered, "Let's go to bed. We'll be more comfortable." I followed as her hand in mine guided me to the bedroom.Standing next to the bed, arms around my neck pulled me down for another kiss. I had to lean over for our lips to meet as hands began to shed my already loosened clothing. Blouse, skirt and bra fell to the floor at my feet until only the small triangle of my thong was left to cover me.Breaking our kiss, Sandra turned her back to me. Gathering her hair out of the way she looked over her shoulder in silent invitation and I worked the zipper of her dress down. She hadn't worn a bra. My hands had already told me that on the couch. Probably didn't need to, I thought as my hands skimmed the dress off her shoulders to let it join my clothes on the floor. I was surprised to see she wasn't wearing any panties.She took her pumps off and turned. With both of us barefoot, I felt like a giantess as she stretched up on her toes to kiss me. I was eight or nine inches taller than Sandra but if she was intimidated by my height she didn't show it. She was in total control as both her hands found my breasts. Cupping, caressing... Pushing my tits up, squeezing them into hard cones, she didn't need to bend much to find my nipples with her mouth. My legs were shaking as a tongue tip circled my nipple.Reaching, I touched and ran my thumb over the hard nipple of her small breast as she tongued mine before sucking them to excruciating hardness. My breathing was ragged as stomach muscles clenched and released with every slow touch of fingers, tongue and mouth. I panted out a long exhalation of wordless sound as teeth closed on my hard nipple.Oh, God... I hadn't felt so much need for the release of an orgasm in months!Everything from my belly button down had turned to thick liquid. My pussy lips felt hot, my clit was throbbing and I knew the crotch of my panties was soaked from my juices when Sandra pushed my panties down and cupped me between my thighs.I threw back my head and clenched my teeth as a slow, gentle fingertip slid past my lips to linger at my hole. Circling, pushing inside me slightly. A second finger joined the first... Both going deeper... Withdrawing slightly, pushing deeper... Withdrawing, pushing... Fingers inside moving in a circling motion, stretching my pussy walls... Soft, wet sounds in sync with her finger's movements told us both that I was dripping with juice as I tried to stand still while Sandra finger-fucked me.I felt certain my legs would no longer support me as fingers up to the knuckles began fucking me. I felt myself moving as Sandra pushed until I was sitting on the edge of the bed. The hand between my legs never stilled as I was pushed until I was on my back.My eyes were closed but I felt Sandra push my legs apart and kneel on the floor between them. Fingers left my pussy. Their loss caused my cunt muscles to strain, trying to clamp around what was no longer there. Hands gripped my hips and pulled my pussy to the edge of the bed. Fingers returned to move deep inside me... I cried out when I felt breath on my wetness a moment before a tongue reached out to touch my throbbing clit.The tongue tip licked, circled... Several flicks in Escort Anadolu Yakası rapid order made my head come up with a cry. My stomach muscles contracted, bringing my feet off the carpet as my knees rose by instinct and tried to meet in defense of my most vulnerable spot being suddenly and roughly used."Oh, fuck," I grunted out from tight abdominal muscles that prevented me from drawing a full breath. Raising my head up I met Sandra's eyes as they peeked over my mound. Deep, deep muscles clenched, forcing my pussy walls to grip the fingers inside me. Thicker cream from far up my pussy was forced down to flow out of my hole. I lost track of the time as fingers and mouth played between my legs."Oh, God! Ohgodohgodohgodohgod...", I began softly repeating over and over as neck muscles clenched, forcing my head back. The wet, sucking sounds from my pussy sounded louder as Sandra sucked harder taking more of my flesh into her mouth where her tongue continued to lash my clit...Fingers moved faster inside me... Sandra's mouth sucked harder between my pussy lips... The painfully sublime rubbing of her tongue on my clit never ceased... It all combined to drive me to another and then another wonderful peak until I was crying out in a long, loud wordless wail as my orgasm took me.Knees drew up to my breasts. Stomach muscles contracted and released to grind my pussy hard against Sandra's mouth. Deeper muscles forced pussy walls to clench fingers now fucking me with speed and force...My breathing failed. I had to force muscles to respond in order to draw short, panting gasps of air. I felt lightheaded as my thighs closed like a vise around Sandra's head. That didn't stop her from following my erratic humping motions with her mouth and fingers. Didn't for even a moment lessen the rasping of tongue against my clit that was driving me to painful heights where I couldn't stay.I wanted this to go on and on but after endless moments of pleasure, it became too much. Soon my hands were pushing against Sandra's forehead trying to push her mouth away from between my thighs. One hand left off to try and grip her wrist to pull fingers from a pussy cramping from muscles being used too much.All the while I was crying for her to, Stop! Oh, God stop! That I couldn't take any more! After several strong, last licks, the tongue that had become painful on my pulsing, sensitive clit left off. Flesh was let go from being sucked into Sandra's mouth. Fingers slipped slowly out of me.As sensation ceased, so too did my muscles cease working. My feet slipped from the edge of the bed back onto the floor. My head felt too heavy to support and I could only look up at the ceiling as still cramping muscles relaxed and I began to breathe in something approaching normal.Inching up my body, Sandra covered me with her body. I?ve never found the smell of my pussy pleasing when sucking a cock that had just fucked me. But with Sandra... I accepted her kiss and tongue with my mouth without a thought. Her face was still wet with my pussy juice and my scent was strong on her skin. I didn?t care. I playfully began to clean her like a mama cat licks a kitten clean.Many small licks and kisses later, I rolled Sandra onto her back. Above her on my hands and knees, I bent down and began trailing kisses from her breasts to her mound. I was eager to lose all of my virginity...* * * *An hour and a half later both of us were exhausted. Our pussies were too sensitive for even the lightest touch of a tongue tip near our clits. Our thighs and pussies and faces were painted with our sex. Sandra had just eaten my pussy and driven me to my third orgasm. Neither my second nor my third orgasm had been as intense as my first. For which I thanked God! I wasn't sure I could have survived two more earth-stopping orgasms.