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The Oldest Profession *************************************************************** A short story of an adult nature. Not to be read by minors. If you don't like this sort of stuff, or you are underage then don't read it. Contains more innuendo than sex. Can be freely distributed as long as it is not changed, including this heading. If it is to be archived on a fee paying archive then please email me first for permission. If posted on free archives, please let me know your URL. Thanks Please email me with comments, constructive criticism, fantasies you want put into words etc. Don't flame me if you don't like the content, or you don't like my style as I'm still learning the craft. **************************************************************** The Oldest Profession by Spoonbender ([email protected]) "You don't agree, do you?" "It's not that I don't agree, I just think 30 is rather a large number for her to handle. 30! Every day. She'll soon get worn out." "I don't think so, she's young and fit. She'll cope. Anyway she's really got no choice. And more to the point, nor have we. That's the number we get so that's the number she'll have to handle." "I was just thinking that we might start her off more gently." "Look at it this way. If we reduce the number then we'll have to put the prices up and if we do that then we'd end up with fewer numbers. It's a vicious circle. You need a critical mass of customers to keep the place going. Remember most of our clients come via word of mouth. The only other alternative is to hand over some of hers to one of the others and I don't think they'd be too pleased. They had to cope and so must she." "I suppose you are right. It just seems a lot considering she is so inexperienced." "She'll get the experience soon enough. If there's one thing this type of work is good at, it is in providing on the job training." They both laughed at this. "Hmm. Yes, okay. So have you discussed it with her?" "No. She'll do what she's told. As I said, she really has no choice." "It makes you wonder what makes these girls want to do it." "Money, kudos, lots of reasons. Young women are very susceptible, they see an older woman doing it and they envy them their lifestyle. Then they get sucked in and before they know where they are, they are stuck and they find they can't get any other type of employment once it becomes known what they've been doing." "But it always ends up with the reality being so different from the perceptions." There was a shrug from the other side of the table. "What can I say? Every job has its own mystique and so has this. As it happens I know exactly why she came here." "Why?" "Her stepfather." "You don't mean that horrid little man who was always asking about how much she'd earn?" "That's the one. It seems that he is unemployed and her mother died years ago. So he sees the girl as his meal ticket. For what I can gather he pressured her into it, he told her that it was the only sort of work a girl with her qualifications could get." "Poor girl. Fancy having to hand your earnings over to him. Anyway couldn't she have been a typist or something." "She wouldn't earn anywhere near the money she gets here. Anyway don't look a gift horse in the mouth, she came just at the right time, we needed someone else after we lost Molly." "What happened to her? I never did find out." "Overwork, they said. There's only so much abuse a girl can take. Still, it was a pity as she was very good. Now she could cope with 30 easily, she's often dealt with more when the situation demanded it." "Rather her than me. I couldn't think of a more tiring job." "Like every job you get used to it in time." "I don't think I ever could." "I agree it's not the job for everybody. Especially in view of the social stigma that is now attached to it. In some countries it is regarded as performing a valuable service to the community and as such it is regarded as a worthwhile profession. Like in Holland, for example." "It's a long time since I've heard it called a profession, especially in this country." "It used to be, before the government changed everything and gave it such a bad name. Whatever they say, it is the oldest profession in the world. And it is perfectly natural. Most of us do it at one time or another." A smile. "Not with 30 at a time." "True, but then again that's why she is paid so much." "I think she earns every penny, rather her than me. Anyway, changing the subject, is her room prepared?" "Yes, Molly left everything as it was. All she needs is there." Did you redecorate? If I recall the room is a bit shabby." "They don't seem to mind. Anyway they don't come here for the decor." "Surely if the rooms looked nicer we'd attract more clients." "Catch 22, I'm afraid. You attract more and then she'd have to cope with more." "Hmm. I see what you mean. Can you answer a question for me? It's something I've always wondered about, do they get any pleasure from it?" "Some don't and some do. It's hard to say. The ones who do are obviously the most popular so we try and encourage it." "I can't see how anyone could enjoy it." The headmistress smiled across at the new school governor. "Which is probably why you are not an infant teacher in a private school." ************ Gotcha! Oldest profession? Yep, teaching is the oldest profession, just think about it. [email protected] _____________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 8 - Text 8384 by Spoonbender Coercion Taboo Short MM blackmailcoercionfinancial darkdrama
Kathy Eats My Cum * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - Some uncaring slob removed the author information from this story. The Internet author's only payment for their work is acclaim. Please don't remove author identifiers, or there may be no more stories to read! * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - A N O T H E R K A T H Y S T O R Y ===================================== By an Unknown Author I poured another shot. Kathy picked it up, held it out in a toast. "To alcohol." "To absolut." She corrected, and drained the glass, setting it down carefully. I nursed my shot. Kathy had been drinking like a fish for the last couple of hours, unaware or uncaring about the fact that I had had only a shot or two. The alcohol coiled warmly in my belly. She was a friend of my wife's, who'd been out of town on business for al- most a week. I'd always thought she'd liked me, and I was beginning to think she wanted me. She was wearing a blue dress, low cut in front. Her large pert breasts moved freely within it. As usual, she wasn't wearing a bra. "Ahh, my beautiful Kate," I said, leering pleasant- ly at her. "I believe you've missed the Transit." "Really?" Kathy said it like she was trying to sound surprised. "Then I'll just have to sleep here." My penis surged in my shorts. "Yes," I said. "You can sleep on the couch." She curled up on the sofa, and I took the far corner. She extended her bare feet in my direction. I began to rub them. "Little foot rub, before you turn in." I smoothed the muscles with my hands, being careful not to tickle her, pressing hard. Kathy let her head back against the sofa and sighed. She wasn't quite a virgin, but she wasn't far from one. She'd had only one affair in her 21 years of life, as far as my wife knew, and it hadn't worked out. That and a one night stand. Maybe I'd make that two one night stands. I began to rub my cock through the fabric of my shorts. It hardened quickly. She opened her eyes, and stared at the bulge in my shorts. "What are you doing?" she asked in a slurred voice. "Nothing serious. Just rubbing. You do know how don't you?" "How what?" She asked quietly. "How to rub yourself." Her nipples were now quite erect. She nodded, her lips slightly parted, her expression hard to read. "Good. I need to. That damn dress has got me so fucking horny." I pulled my cock out through one short leg, and rubbed it against her foot. She flinched, but didn't pull away. "Ever see a guy jerk off?" She shook her head. I leaned over, and began to trace a finger around her left nipple, which strained against the thin blue material of her dress. She sighed and closed her eyes. I took her hand, and rubbed it up one smooth, cool, tanned thigh, pushing back her skirt. When I got to her crotch, I rubbed her index finger in a little circle against her clean blue underwear. She pulled her hand away. "Jake, I don't think we should..." "Shhhhh." I placed a finger against her lips. "We're just going to jerk off. I was going to do it in my room. You were going to do it on the sofa. What does it matter? I moved my hand lazily up and down my cock. Katie kept stealing glances at it, while listening to me. "Well..." I placed her hand against her crotch. She began to rub herself through her underwear. "Ummmmmmm." I nodded, and began to stroke my cock more vigor- ously. She stared, and slipped her hands down her under- wear, rubbing quicker and quicker. Her lips were parted, her nipples hard little knots poking through her dress. "Could I see those beautiful tits?" I breathed. She nodded, her eyes almost closed, and pulled down her dress straps, freeing her large beautiful breasts. The nipples were very erect. I leaned over and sucked one into my mouth, holding the tit in one hand while I stroked myself with the other. Kathy sped up the pace with which she was rubbing herself as I slowly caressed her tits. I sucked each nipple, cupping a breast in each hand, moving back and forth between them. I began to gently tug the nipples, lifting the entire breast up by the rigid pink flesh. Kathy made a quiet mewling sound. I lowered myself between her legs, and drew my tongue up her thigh. "Jake..." "I could lick you. Then you could suck me off. I could show you how." My voice was low and hoarse. My cock had begun to drip clear fluid onto Kathy's smooth thigh. I pulled down her underwear, Kathy lifting her hips to make it easier, and began to gently tongue her labia. She moaned. I flicked my tongue across her swollen clit. She gasped. "Has anyone ever made you come?" She had her eyes closed. Her breasts nearly ob- scured my view of her face, her erect nipples bright pink points. She shook her head. "No." "Then this is going to feel good." I flicked my tongue over her clit again, eliciting another moan. "Better than jerking off. Much better." I licked her clit until she began to relax. Then I sucked it into my mouth, and began to nibble lightly. Kathy began to buck her hips, pushing her pussy into my face. I reached my hands under her large smooth ass, and began to knead the flesh. I worked one slick finger into her rectum. She moaned, like something pent up for years had been released. Her pussy convulsed, and her ass clamped down, viselike, on my little finger. I sucked, hard, on her clit, as she lost control of her muscles, and collapsed quivering to the sofa. She shuddered violent- ly as I withdrew the finger from her ass, jerking with every flick of my tongue over her swollen clit. I wiped my dripping beard on the sofa. "That was so good," She had tears in her eyes, "I didn't know it could feel so good..." She looked into my eyes, and then down at my dick uncertainly. "I want to do it to you I want to...suck it," she cleared her throat. "Suck you off." Holding my cock in one hand, I reached up to remove her glasses, but she wouldn't let me. She said that she wanted to see me. So I let it be and watched as Kathy shyly opened her mouth, and flicked her tongue up the shaft. "Good. Lick it." She gave it another timid lap. I fondled her breasts roughly, pinching her nipples erect, cupping their considerable weight in my hands. "Now suck." She took the head in her mouth. "Suck it." I grabbed the back of her head with my hands, and began to force it deeper into her mouth. "Suck it." "Now, move your head back and forth, and work the shaft." I reached down and grabbed one cool hand, and placed it on my cock, "Like this." I milked it back and forth. She began to bob her head back and forth as she stroked it. Saliva dripped down onto her thighs. I smiled down at her. "Look at me." She looked up, my cock in her mouth, questioning. "You'll know when to stop." She did it clumsily for several minutes. "Faster." I urged, and she dutifully sped up the pace. "Good." I began to draw the head of my cock out of her mouth with each stroke. "Not much longer." She was holding it with both hands now. "Jake, don't, you know, do it..." She murmured. I grunted and shoved it back in her mouth. "Faster." She jerked her head back and forth quickly. I pulled free just as Kathy looked up, her chin glistening with saliva. She kept stroking, and I let her have it. My come squirted across her face in a thick stream, striking her in the cheek, cascading up her forehead. "Ohh." She said, opening her mouth wide. I held her head, and squirted another thick jet onto her tongue. "Eat it." I murmured, closing my eyes. I heard her swallow. "Good girl." Cum dripped from her left eyebrow, and her eyelid fluttered, stuck with a thick droplet. She reached up to wipe it away. She tentatively licked the jism from her fingers, as she looked up at me. "Is that all?" I looked down at the thick gobs of come streaking her face and hair. "Wasn't it enough?" She tasted it again. "That's not so bad." She murmured. "I could swallow it all, next time, if you want." ______________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 8 - Text 8410 by Unknown Cheating Oral Short MF blowjobcreampiefacial dominanterotic
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