1. The Live Sex Club


    Date: 11/18/2016, Categories: Supernatural, Author: jaycox, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    walked back to the phone and dialed the kitchen. "Hello, this is room 666. Send Florena up with my breakfast order, please." "Sir, Madelaina is on her way now." "No," I growled, "send Florena, I must speak with her. She forgot something here yesterday morning." "I'm sorry, sir, noone by that name works here," said the patient kitchen manager. "We have no such employee." "You must! Tall, attractive, blond woman, about twenty-five years old." "No, sir, there are no blond women on our payroll here that I know of, sir." I hung up as there came a rap on the door. My breakfast had arrived. I answered the door, and a short, black-haired woman of middle age entered with my tray, placed it on the table and bowed slightly, said, "Good Morning," and left. ooooo It had been nearly six weeks since I had gone to Rio de Janeiro on business, and the troubling events became less real to me. Life settled back into the routine of work. My personal life remained very quiet as I recalled the warning of The Goddess. Earthly women were death for me. In my fear, I constantly masturbated and some days my cock was so sore I could only walk with pain. Bullshit. It was all a dream, wasn't it? There was so much pussy around just waiting for a good fucking. I needed some and I knew where to start. I picked up the phone and called Dottie, a dependable fuck in a pinch. She was always available. "Dottie, I've got a hard cock in my hand, can you do anything about it?" "Walter, oh yes I can! That sounds so ...
    nice. My place or yours?" "My beauty, I'll be there in an hour. Get naked and meet me at the front door," I gave it my best manly voice. "I need to fuck you so much!" "I'll wear that perfume you like, the one that makes my pussy taste like candy canes, okay?" she said. The next morning, as I left Dottie's apartment having fucked her three times and shot her full of my cum, I thought to myself again, 'Bullshit. It was something that bitch Lorena put in my drink.. Fucking dreams. I hadn't felt this good since I got rid of Charlene. Life was back to normal, and my cock was back in the game. It was a grueling Friday; I left work late and headed out for a drink so I could unwind a little. The place was crowded with the usual end-of-week mob as I fought my way to the rail to order. There was plenty of pussy in the place, and things were looking up. The barkeep took my order and returned with a double rum and Coke. I picked it up and took a sip, savoring the sugary bite of the strong rum when suddenly someone bumped into my arm, spilling my drink on my suit. "Who the fuck is so fucking clumsy?" I growled, turning around to see. "We have come for you, Walter," said Lorena. Luisa stood next to her. Each of them had tiny, golden scepters pinned to their sweaters that twinkled as if lit by electricity. I felt weak in my knees. "You're real," I whispered, almost a hiss. They led me effortlessly through the crowd and out onto the street. A waiting limousine rolled up to the curb, the door ...
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