Persephone’s nerves were beginning to get to her. This was her first night joining her girlfriend Selene in the world’s oldest profession. Her real name wasn’t Persephone and Selene wasn’t her girlfriend’s name but those were the pseudonyms they chose.
The room was fancier than anything she could ever afford. An opulent hotel suite of chandeliers, gold-rimmed glass tables, and a marble tile floor. She stood at the archway separating the main suite to the carpeted bedroom, turning her gaze to the red curtains draping a large sliding glass door. They were open, providing for a sense of connection to the outside world. Persephone wasn’t sure if she liked that or not.
Behind her, she could hear Selene’s black leather pumps clicking against the tile with every step she took. Perse didn’t yet have the strength to take her eyes off the bed of satin black sheets and gold pillows, the glass nightstand glimmering in her eyes under the faint glow of the lamp. Selene grabbed Perse by the shoulders, moving in front of her, staring at Perse with those bright eyes resembling the sky on a spring day.
“Baby, just remember, look at me. If you get nervous, I’m here.” Selene smiled softly, her long wavy hair falling over her shoulders.
She knew Selene as Cecilia. The two of them were complete opposites; both pretty but in their own way. Selene was tall, blonde, tan, and blue-eyed while Persephone was a petite girl with porcelain skin and long dark hair. They had been dating for about a year now.
Persephone nodded at Selene’s reassurance as her stomach turned one way towards excitement, the other towards nausea. The client was a tall, handsome man in his early thirties named Xander. He was a wealthy man, who was using a fake name relatively close to his real name. But Persephone knew better than to mention it. Just over Selene’s waif-like figure, Xander was staring at them with his dark eyes, his glare fixating on Persephone more often than not. It made her stomach turn closer to nausea every second that passed.
Xander hovered over Perse by about ten inches, but at only five feet in height herself almost everyone was much taller than her. Dark brown hair, a thin but well-defined frame, and a bronze tan; he was more than attractive. He was a worthy first-time client, and perhaps even worthy of Persephone’s first time. Although she wasn’t innocent by any means, she was still technically a virgin. Selene promised Xander was a man of his word when it came to these transactions, he had always respected her limits so Perse’s would be respected as well. Although Selene’s only limit was that anal came last. So Persephone was preparing herself for the worst.
Selene took Persephone by the arm, dragging her to the King-sized bed and then sitting in front of her. She forced Persephone to step between her parted legs, taking her by the jaw, filling Perse’s field of vision. Persephone closed her eyes, letting the other girl softly kiss her hip bones. Soon she could feel Selene reach behind her and undo her bra, her thin fingers tickling Persephone’s skin. She moaned, sliding her arms out from her bra. Selene pulled Persephone into her lap, Persephone climbing on top of the girl to straddle her. Opening her eyes she found Selene’s gaze. Persephone gained the confidence to take her by the jaw and slowly pull Selene’s soft and plump lips to her own.
Behind her, she felt Xander’s heavy breath. Then she felt his hands on her. Muscles tensing, Persephone paused mid-kiss causing Selene to pull back. The blonde narrowed her eyes as she glared up at the man.
“Remember?”
“I know, touch but don’t damage the goods.”
He chuckled, his hands resting on Persephone’s hips, moving over her slim waist and to her breasts. Parting her lips, she let out a small breath. Selene giggled, playfully pouting as she traced the hem of Persephone’s panties at the waistline. Then her fingers danced up to Zilia’s bare chest, brushing against her nipple. “You know, she likes it a little rough there.”
Persephone was a perky B-cup slightly insecure about her breasts. The fact Selene was a size smaller than her gave Persephone a bit of confidence at the moment. Selene slipped her hand between Persephone’s legs, stroking her ever higher. Leaning back, Persephone started to move against Selene’s, moaning softly. Her back meeting the hard wall of Xander’s bare broad chest. He’d shed his shirt when her attention was focused on Selene. He was even more sculpted than she’d expected she noticed when her fingertips brushed against his well-carved abs.
“Like this?” Xander grabbed Zilia’s breasts, pinching her. She moaned louder, she was getting off on the feeling of allowing someone to touch, but not have her. He forced her head to the side, exposing her neck and placing soft kisses on her skin at first. Then as Selene pushed aside the small piece of fabric that was Persephone’s underwear, he began to nibble her neck, biting harder with her every moan. Selene’s fingers were teasing as Persephone was grinding in her lap, the swell of pleasure rising.
Xander sucked at her earlobe, whispering in her ear, “Do you like when she touches your sweet little pussy?”
All Persephone could do in response was nod. She gazed into the other girl’s eyes, whimpering when Selene removed her fingers. Xander took Persephone by the shoulders and pulled her to her feet, turning her around he forced her to face him. Her chest tightened as he continued to grip her shoulders, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look up. From behind, Selene slid her fingers back inside Persephone, causing her to let out a strained breath. Xander stared for a moment, watching what was probably several different twisted facial expressions of pleasure. Then he leaned in closer, Selene still working her dripping slit.
“Can I get a kiss?”
Between gasps, she nodded quickly, letting him capture her moans with his lips. He descended her neck, then her chest, leaning forward to suck her nipple. She whimpered as Selene slowly inched back onto the bed, dragging Persephone with her. Xander climbed into the bed, pushing Perse forward into Selene’s arms. Grabbing Persephone’s ass from behind and then slapping her, eliciting a quick cry, she might cum at any second. The pleasure of Selene’s fingers, Xander’s rough handling of her, and the way in which he was getting dangerously close to crossing the line. Fear, uncertainty, desire, pleasure… it all blended into one. Until Selene removed her fingers, gently kissing her neck. Breaking away from Xander, Persephone looked over her shoulder to share a kiss with her girlfriend. Selene slid out from under Persephone, leaving her flat on her back. This time Xander replaced Selene between Persephone’s legs.
“Careful…” Selene exhaled sharply, her lips still inches from Persephone as she was now on her knees, watching from the corner of her eye as he stroked the outside of Persephone’s clean-shaven pussy. His fingers tracing her outer slit. Perse bit her bottom lip and let out another begging noise.
“Who are you saving yourself for, baby girl?” he chuckled, coming so close only to let his hand wander back over her stomach, around her collarbone. The tone of his voice along with the denial of pleasure snapped her back into reality.
She snorted, arching her brow at him more confidently, “Do you want to watch her fuck me, or what?”
“Second best thing.” He wrapped his hand around her thin neck, leaning in to whisper, his breath tickling her skin. “Now, be a good girl let her lick your pussy..”
She nodded when she was able to. After he let go. A rush of relief, as well as disappointment, surged through her. She had never been more excited in her life, but she quickly broke her own estimated record when Xander took Selene by the shoulders, holding her in place while Persephone settled more comfortably to sit up against the pillows.
He guided Selene between Persephone’s legs and began to unzip his pants, “Get to work.”
Selene looked up at her, Persephone biting her lip not wanting to react until the other girl did. Almost in a schoolgirl-like manner, Selene all but giggled, trying to suppress any excitement. She was getting off on it too, but they knew reluctance was sexier. The type of sex play that made men feel like they were convincing women to do something they wanted to in secret, but might regret it later if anyone found out. It paid better.
So Selene pretended to hold back, looking over her shoulder at Xander who had now pushed his pants down, his cock fully exposed, hard, ready to fuck her.
“Go on… we don’t want to disappoint the girl.”
Selene turned back to Perse, leaning in closer to her on all fours. She pouted, caging Persephone underneath her, “You’re so beautiful when you’re laying like this. Makes me want to lick your pussy all night.”
Their lips met for a short but sweet kiss before Selene inched down to Persephone’s chest. Selene took her breast, sucking, nibbling, teasing, fingers rubbing her between the legs once more.
“Please…”
“You want me to lick your wet pussy… suck your sensitive little clit…”
Crawling further down, her head was now between Persephone’s thighs. Her tongue running across Persephone’s skin, closer and closer until she felt Selene’s fingers spread her open. When she glanced down, she found Selene sucking her lips.
Finally, Selene began to flick her tongue over Persephone’s clit, causing her to moan loudly. Xander wasted no time taking Selene’s hips and shoving himself into her from behind. Selene gasped, pausing a moment before returning to Persephone.
Persephone grabbed her breast, panting breathlessly as she watched him fuck her girlfriend. His sharp jaw clenched, hips thrusting, she could almost imagine herself in that position. She was starting to lose control, bucking and shrieking as she was nearing orgasm. Finally, she felt the rush of climax like the crashing of waves against the shore when Xander commanded in his deep baritone, “That’s it… come for me baby girl.”
She could get used to this.
