I have just completed my third work period at a legal brothel located near the Interstate Highway in Northern Nevada. Many men have had the pleasure of renting and using my body for their sexual satisfaction. My mouth and cunt have been filled with hard cocks of various sizes and color. But my wallet is also filled with the money I received working as a prostitute.
A few minutes ago, the Brothel Shift Manager dropped me off at the bus station, then she left -- -- I started reading a paper back book. And waiting. It is about 1:15 pm.
Most of my parties were short -- 15 and 30 minutes, but I also had parties an hour long and a few even longer. Most of the men were complete strangers who used my body.
But I had one party with a man who went to school with me -- -- we had even casually dated years ago. Several years ago, when I was still married, he danced with me at our high school class reunion -- at the brothel, it was initially somewhat embarrassing to be stark naked as he looked at my boobs and sex. He said that he wanted to have his cock in my body for many years -- -- his goal was achieved.
But I also had my sixth party earlier today with Garrett. He is fast becoming a special friend. He plans to meet me at the bus station between 1:30 and 1:45 pm -- -- and take me back home to San Antonio. His home is in Austin, Texas. But if he changes his mind, I will simply take the bus to Texas. The bus leaves at 2:10 pm.
I look around the bus terminal waiting room -- but Garrett is not here. I continue reading my book. And waiting. If Garrett and I actually travel together back to Texas, I am well aware that he wants to be paid for taking me to Texas. But payment -- for transportation, meals, motel, and seeing tourist areas -- would not be made by me with money.
Garrett wants payment to be made as he uses my body for his sexual pleasure. That is very satisfactory with me -- -- at the Brothel both Garrett and I received sexual satisfaction during our parties. And I know that his cock will sexually please me with orgasms.
I glance at my watch -- it is about 1:20 pm -- then look around the room. But I do not see Garrett. I continue reading my book and wait.
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FIRST TRAVEL DAY
I hear a familiar voice say: "Hello, Kitty."
Looking up, I see Garrett. Our eyes meet -- both of us smile.
I glance at my watch, it is about 1:25 pm.
"You are early, Garrett."
"Yes. Possibly I am a little anxious to be with you again."
"I smile and say: "I understand. My feeling is similar."
He whispers in my ear: "And in your body."
He picks up my suitcase, then we walk to his vehicle. In a few minutes, we leave the small town and head East on the Interstate Highway. Finally, we turn South and drive toward Ely, Nevada -- where we eat in a restaurant.
Near Ely, we visit Great Basin National Park and see Lehman Cave and drive up a mountain road. This is my first visit to this Park. After parking, we hike a short distance to a secluded area. We fondle each other, through our clothing. Our kisses are long and passionate, as tongue tips touch and explore. But I am well aware that this is only an appetizer for what is to come on our drive to Texas.
It is early evening as we check into the motel and eat some dessert. Now back in our motel room, Garrett strips off his shirt, pants, shoes, and socks.
"Let's have some light foreplay first, Kitty -- -- then we can be very intimate. OK?"
"Sounds good. We can relax, it has been a long day and a long drive. You are probably tired."
Garrett sits down on a small sofa -- he is wearing his white underpants and a T-shirt.
"I am not that tired. Your turn, Kitty. Please strip slowly and model for me."
I look at Garrett's face. Then my eyes travel down his body. I can easily observe a slight bulge that is pushing against his white underpants. I have seen, handled and been penetrated by his manhood at the brothel during our many parties. But this will be the first time -- away from the brothel -- that we will be providing sexual pleasures for each other.
And the first time that we will be sleeping together and sharing a bed for many hours. I wonder how much sleeping we will actually be doing. Or will Garrett be using my body often -- during the night. He is quickly becoming a special friend -- -- and I will certainly try to please him.
Slowly, I pull my black sweater up over my lower stomach. Then over the bra that Garrett give me several weeks ago. He modified the bra by cutting out the cups -- essentially it is several narrow black strips of cloth that frame my breasts like a picture is framed. My boobs and teats are completely exposed. After pulling the sweater over my head, I toss it at Garrett.
"I see that you are wearing the bra that I gave you. I like looking at your female mounds when they are framed with those narrow black strips of cloth."
"I thought you like looking at my breasts when they are bare and when they are covered?"
"Yes. Any time."
I slip off my shoes and socks. Then push my blue jeans and panties over my hips -- slowly they slide down my legs. I step out my clothes. While I am still wearing the modified black bra -- -- -- for all practical purposes I am naked.
Garrett removes his underpants and T-shirt. And says: "Twist, bend, and turn as you walk around the room. I want to have some foreplay before we become as one."
For a few minutes, I move around the room -- twisting, bending, and turning. I could see Garrett looking at my boobs and my genitals as I face him. I know that he is also looking at my ass when my back is toward him. Garrett does not specialize in liking one part of a woman's body like some men do. Garrett is a generalist -- he likes and enjoys all the parts of a woman's body.
"Please come over and stand in front of me, Kitty."
Over the next several minutes, Garrett's eyes travel from my face down to my feet -- with brief stops at my breasts and pussy. Then he starts rubbing my entire bare body with both of his hands and finger tips. I could easily observe his growing manhood.
"Before we continue, I need to piss. I would like you to direct my stream."
I follow him to the bathroom. As he stands in front of the toilet, I hold his penis in my hand.
"If the floor gets wet, it is your fault, Kitty."
"Possibly you should sit down on the toilet seat, Garrett. Like women do. When finished, you could wipe your damp penis tip with toilet paper -- like women wipe their slit."
Our eyes meet, we smiled. Garrett softly laughed.
Soon my fingers could feel his stream as it starts flowing through his penis. The yellow liquid hits the water in the toilet bowl -- then slows and stops. The floor remains dry.
Garrett unhooks my modified black bra and says: "Do you like chocolate?"
"Yes."
"I have some chocolate syrup. We can eat some of each other body as dessert."
I lay down on the bathroom floor. And say: "Eat me."
Garrett pours some of the chocolate on my teats, navel, upper legs, and on my neatly trimmed pussy hair. The he licks the chocolate off my body
Now Garrett lays down on the bathroom floor. And says: "Pour some of the chocolate syrup on my chest and lower stomach. Then rub the chocolate over my body using your breasts."
"That sounds like you want a breast massage."
"Yes. A chocolate breast massage."
I pour small amounts on Garrett's body -- chest, lower stomach, and upper legs."
"I would like you to lick and suck my breasts and teats before you receive a breast massage."