The Twenty-Fourth Post (A Gentleman Whore)
Dec 9th, 2025 by Viviane
. . .Five minutes later, we were making out in the kitchen of her 50’s designer pad. She was a little drunk, rubbing herself all over me, using her body against mine, pulling me into her.
“I like your lips,” she said. She put her hand in my shirt, rubbing it across my chest and onto my shoulder. “Feels nice.”
I grab her by the hair with one hand, and tilt her head slightly back. She yields, her mouth opening. I kiss her as I close a hand around her throat. I make the kiss last. I let go.
“Okay,” she said.
“Okay, what?”
She looked at me. “Well, do you want to stay here in the kitchen…?” She let the question hang.
I grinned. “Ah. I see. Well, Lana, would you like to give me the tour?”
“Yes,” she said, taking my hand and pulling me behind her. “That’s what ‘okay’ meant. See.”
I laughed, as I followed her up the stairs to her bedroom.
I was burying my face in her covered cunt now, she was cooing and moaning, and then I unsnapped the buttons on the crotch of the lace teddy she wore under her skirt and blouse, and my tongue sank in the butter of her wet cunt, and disappeared immediately in her slick void. She tasted great, like citrus, and smelled faintly of sweat, and musk, and piss. I took her lips in my lips. I took her clit between my teeth. I made her cum that way, then I fucked her with two fingers till her body shook.
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