The Sinful Vixen Whorehouse

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I blow a kiss to my Sinful as Oreo makes her way over, I lick my lips and chuck a look back at Ausus in the meantime

Doing good babe, how bout yourself? You're out of bed kinda late...

I arch a brow and grin, making an obvious implication as I slowly turn back to the delectable cookie now horizontal on my bar. My eyes light up and wander over the underwear clad Oreo.

Hot damn you look good there...maybe we should pay you just to lie there?...

I take up the salt shaker and make a split second decision, dragging Leo over by his wrist and shoving it into his hand. I grin challengingly.

Make me pay later...you get to pick where the lines of salt go...on her...

I look down at Oreo

Acceptable terms for my salt display?
 
I smile at my vixen and watch Oreo make her way to the bar.

I'm decent. Though a little sore.

I wave back frantically to zy, giggling softly at her excitement and smile at Wayward. I head to the bar and make myself a cosmo, sipping it carefully and happily.
 
Evening finds a tall lanky figure standing outside the doors of the Sinful Vixen. She looks at the sign curiously, she isn't looking for companionship of a carnal nature...at least not yet, but a drink wouldn't be a bad idea. She pushes the door open and strides inside. Her long legs encased in snug black jeans, her back and shoulders left bare by the leather halter she wears.

She stops at the bar, dark blue eyes sweeping the establishment...
 
watches the resting cookie on the bar and giggle at Minxy

Oh, this is going to be good... I down another shot, waiting for the 'show'
 
Stepping away from the bar to be out of the way she finds a table off to one side and settles into the chair beside it. A smile forms as she watches the others in the main room
 
Glances down at the salt shaker, brows raised, then glances down at the flesh before him. He sprinkles a small amount on Oreo's collar bone, then another on her throat.

Dig in, girls...
 
I giggle and wave to the newcomer before watching Leo sprinkle salt on Oreo's collar bone. I take up a shot of tequila and set a lemon next to it, I reach over and take a long lick over her collarbone, lifting the lemon at the same time as the shot. I place the lemon on her stomach, down the shot and bite into the lemon where it sits; allowing juice to squirt across her skin.

I screw my eyes up with a groan over the sour burn in my throat. I'm barely getting tipsy here! My face straightens out and I grin, bouncing and giggling


More!
 
Shudders slightly as she feels the tongue on her skin... the juices squirting over her body, knowing there's more to come, and savoring it, waiting for it.
 
I move up to her throat, looking around to see if anyone wants to join me in my little...Oreo taste test. I suck the salt off hard, swirling my tongue and downing the shot, biting the lemon resting on her upper arm this time. I giggle and lick the excess juice from her arm, playfully nipping the skin.

You gonna be sooo dirty after this sweet dancing cookie!
 
She grins devilishly.

I guess you'll just have to clean up the mess you make, no?

She grins, expecting to be punished slightly for that statement, but not caring, enjoying herself, whimpering slightly in need.
 
"Yes."

It was all she could say. A thousand times over as his throbbing shaft speared her with a moan-inducing fury that knocked the wind out of her lungs. He didn't just enter her, he broke her down, ripped her at the seams, and exposed her for what she really was. A woman possessed, a whore hellbent on being taken, a lover living and dying to be completed, a hole aching to be filled. All she could do was lie back, and cling to him, let him take the reigns, run the show. He was fucking her now, she belonged to him, if only for this moment.

Electricity crackled as the ripe little fuckdoll began to move those hips up, slowly, methodically. Pacing herself. She'd never been taken like this, not by a man so endowed, and pain began to mingle with the pleasure he'd drawn from her every pore so far. But she wanted it. All of it. Every inch of him until he was embedded to the hilt, balls slapping lewdly at an already stung and bitten round ass, sex permanently stretched for him, by him.

One leg looped over the stud's shoulder, and she was hissing now, hissing each 'Yes, yes' to his litany of hot questions, agreeing that she wanted to be fucked like a wild animal, like a whore, by a whore. Rough tug of champagne tresses revved her up hard now, and before he knew it, she was fucking that skewering cock with a volt of energy that bordered on crazed. Supple globes slapped against his chest as they found a tempo, nipples scraping against his muscular chest, crushing into him as her body stretched with a mighty flexibility, doing anything to take him at his fullest.

He still wasn't all the way in her - he'd impaled her to start, but that pussy was tight, and all the steamy cum inside still couldn't properly accommodate those last few extra inches beyond that one terrifying, brilliant plunge. Leg was taken off his shoulders, and nails clawed at his biceps, pushing her dark-haired stallion backwards, flat on his back. His cock began to slide out of her red hot pussy, but this lascivious sweetheart was quick to follow him - their hips didn't part for more than three seconds.

"Ohh, YES." An enraptured cry as legs straddled his waist and hands rested on his chest. She shoved herself down on top of him, and the muscles of that clenched cunt stretched out, hugging every last centimeter of his obscenely veiny cock. Sapphires gazed down with a laser-like stare, watching him watch her, and the deviant doll actually managed a wicked grin, in spite of the way her body was flexing painfully to take him. Blonde hair flew this way and that as she rode her stud in the center of the bed, taut body stroking into him, as that sweet tone murmured a hot command of: "That's it, fuck me, fuck your pretty slut just like this."

It's the only desire he could have. To fuck her just like this. And the music changed. An odd choice. Was this a workout mix?

All My Life, By the Foo Fighters.

The guitar hit, and his hips followed it. The hard simple line. Like a heart beat. three short notes, droned out, three quick simple thrusts. Bouncing her body up as he held her hands. the opening lyrics, Dave Grohl's voice growling trough the air.

All my life I've been searching for somethin'
Somethin' never comes, never leads to nuthin'
Nothin' satisfies, but I'm gettin' close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope


His voice followed, as the rhythm picked up slightly, and his hands went to her hips. making the sharp triad of thrusts, quicker and harder more in beat. His voice growled out too, matching the intensity.

All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around, and it's taken away
Leaves me with the feelin' that I fear the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost.


He knows the next part. The music explodes, picking up it's intensity. the guitar twice as fast as it was before. the lyrics a scream. His body picks up as well. Motion. Grabbing her and spinning her atop his cock. So she's riding in reverse cowgirl, His hand on her wrist and against her throat. Her little body nothing more than a hole that gets plowed with each guitar lick. Bounced with each drum beat. Savaged with each lyric.

"Calm down, don't you resist." A quick three bounces. Matching the guitar. "You've such a delicate wrist." The words whispered in her ear, his hand twisting her arm, giving just the first small taste of pain, as he pulls her atop him. Her body lying down back to his chest, while his cock thunders into her gaping cunt twice with the heavy drum. "And if I give it a twist. Something to hold when I lose my grip." His hands clutch holding her thigh, her throat. Pinning her down for the next series of explosive pounding thrusts. Slaves to the rhythm of the rock pounding their ears like he pounded her abused pussy.

He whispered along, His lips close to her ear. "Will I find something in there," His fingers teasing her clit, stroking the little nub, only hairs away from where his shaft tore into her. "To give it just what it needs.", His cock picked up a moment, de-syncing, before punching forward and withdrawing too far. Almost slipping out of her, as he finally thrust it back inside. Exactly what she needed. "Another reason to bleed. One by one, Hidden up my sleeve. One by one, Hidden up my sleeve." His cock spasmed. Twitching, a trick he could do. making it shake when he thrust. Entering her on the lyric. One, a thrust. By one. Another thrust. On and on. One by One.

Hey, don't let it go to waste
I love it but, I hate that taste
Weight keeping me down


His body arched with the chorus holding deep, impaling her completely on the held note, as he drove through the chorus his body keeping time to the song. Matching various tempos, the drumline, the guitar, Dave's growling vocals. His fingers and hands Touching her breasts. teasing her nipples. Running her body. Strumming her clit. Playing her like a guitar himself. Holding her slender neck, while his fingers softly shredded across the strings of her clit, or played high on the subtle points of her nipples, and breasts. Every motion in tune, his body at a fever pitch while he let the music drive them.

He growled as he began to sing to her again. The music coming to it's slower point. The chorus about to beat up. His smile invisible to her, but plain to him as he noticed the symbolism. "If I get any closer," And he was close. It would be a challenge to finish the song, the way her tight folds gripped him. "And if you open up wide." His legs spread hers as he looked for purchase, traction against the ruined bed spread, His feet clawing it up, as he threw her legs open to tip her up, and push further into her. "And if you let me inside" As if she could resist. Her body open to him completely as he heard her moan, scream, and want him. "On and on, I've got nuthin' to hide. On and on, I've got nuthin' to hide." Hot. Pounding. Impossible for her to be so wet. So willing, so utterly open as he fucked her. Playing her so willingly. Moaning for him.


Done, done; on to the next one
Done, done, and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, and I'm on to the next one


The music slowed, and he did to, his body needing the time, as his throat was raw. He was so close, the chorus hit him as the music resumed it's fever pitch. His thrusts picking up following the the screams. The pounding rhythm. Following every throaty growl as he howled along finally, at the end. The song crashing to a close as I realized how done he was. Her body a far away sensation, as he felt her cum, and realized he couldn't do anything but join her.

"Oh fuck. Done. I'm done." The lyrics die from then on, His mouth unable to keep the stream going, as he felt himself begin to shoot. The double tap of guitar and drums at the end of the song signaling his explosion. His crashing climax with her. "Sweet fuck. You're gonna milk me dry you cum hungry little cock slut. Jesus you're so fucking tight, I feel like I'm gonna rip you open when I cum. Fuck can you feel that from your whore. Feel how thick and hot his jizz is?" The room is silent but for the sounds of their bodies, and his hot semen begins to unload into her gasping snatch. He thrusts anyway keeping her going. Keeping her fucked, well and thoroughly as scalding streams of seed fill her. Blast and spatter against the walls of her clenching cunt.

"Oh I'm gonna fill you. And then fuck it out of you. Make you squirt it back down, and you are going to smear your fingers and lick it up. I know you are just like the jizz sucking little slut you are." His orgasm continued. A volcano of his jizz. The last few earth shattering clench of his balls as she milked him completely dry, filling her enough that it flowed out over his cock on the last burying thrust. He stayed rooted inside her. "Oh. fuck." He gasped. "Oh my beautiful bitch. That was perfect. One hopes you enjoyed it too."

His arms wrapped around her as he held her close. Exhausted, sated, unable to move. And as he thought for a moment. Defeated. Oh but that was a good loss.
 
Seeing the time on his watch, he goes up to the bar and smiles down to Oreo "I need to be leaving, but I enjoyed seeing you at your new job. And, I'm not sure of the going rate, but if need be, I can owe you the rest next time I see you." Tucks a folded over 10 into the front of her panties, so a bit sticks out...not as deep as he might have liked...and gives her a deep kiss before leaving
 
Can I try? >_>

Of course darl!

Grins wickedly, beckoning her over

She grins devilishly.

I guess you'll just have to clean up the mess you make, no?

She grins, expecting to be punished slightly for that statement, but not caring, enjoying herself, whimpering slightly in need.

I rub her thigh with a grin, shaking my head and smacking her inner thigh almost casually but hard.

Oh no sweet thing, I'll make you lick the bar if I have to...just in case you make a mess all. Over. It.

I grin and emphasise the last three words, arching a brow
 
I turn and smile at Ausus.

Good so far.
I'm sure someone here will make it better though ^_~
 
I smile and kiss his cheek

I am absolutely sure of it.

I call out to RP's retreating form

Thanks for coming in! Hope to see you again!

I turn back to AMC and gesture to the girls

Fancy a shot?
 
Aww you don't have to call them in, seems Oreo and Minx are having some fun when I came in.

Smiles and looks over at Oreo and Minx
 
I take the salt shaker from Leo's hand with a soft sigh and set it down on the counter.

Sorry guys, we're done for the night, exhaustion is kinda creeping up on us. Guess you really are gonna have to clean yourself up Oreo!

Sticks tongue out at her with a wink and a giggle

Goodnight!

I blow kisses to them all, taking Leo's hand gently and leading him upstairs to our room, I shut the door behind us firmly, a do not disturb sign hangs from the door handle.
 
Silently makes a noise of relief, having been worried she'd have to ditch as the fun started.

"We hate to see here go, but love to watch her leave."

Bye Minx!
 
I smile softly at AMC and shake my head.

It's been hell and I am sorry, sugar, but I am headed out myself.

I kiss his cheek and head to my chateau.
 
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