The Virgin Clinic
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
17,431
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Virgin Clinic
The virgin clinic
a/n: you probly wont like this. I\'m bored. flame me, and I really won\'t bloody care.
sorry for any spelling or grammar errors... i read over it a few times, so there shouldnt be too many.
\"Hello welcome to the virgin clinic. We won\'t spread your STD\'s but we\'ll do whatever else you please!\"
\"That\'s lame.\"
\"Then go jack yourself off!\" Jenette hung up the phone angrily. Lotus glared at her.
\"Stare all you want, I hate this rhyming mess,\" Jenette said. She had long, classic dark brown hair which went into large curls at the bottom. The phone rang again. She reached for it with her lace-clad hand and answered.
\"Hello welcome to the virgin clinic. We won\'t spread your--\"
\"Yeah yeah. Look, can you give me a room?\"
\"How much will you pay me?\" Jenette asked sweetly.
\"However much it costs,\" the voice said simply.
\"Well,\" she purred, \"what do you want? A classic beauty? Or that usual dominatrix crap?\"
\"Anything in between?\"
\"Lace isn\'t so bad, you know. Don\'t you ever see those evening gowns and just want to rip them off and get to the tight corset underneath with breasts spilling over the rim? And then, don\'t you want to make her do dirty things to you?\" Lotus rolled her eyes.
\"No... nice try though. I\'ll go with a nice girl with a really cute, sexy outfit. Something stylish. And I want a cute face... like...\"
\"A childish charm? Aren\'t you the sick one. Say no more. Get over here and room 6 will be ready for you.\" Jenette had dropped the sexy voice. She thought the mideval fetish would go well with men. Maybe it just took time. Maybe she should play two different rolls. Be a little more flexible.
Lotus looked at her expectantly, as if she thought it was going to be her.
\"Well,\" Jen said impatiently, \"get Summer in room 6!\"
\"Damn that girl has good business,\" Lotus commented. But, Lotus got good business too. It always seemed like the others were getting more, but, it was all in her head.
Randy was just 17. They got a lot of adolescents in there... men could just go to a strip club or a whore house. Some men, however, liked getting worked up by younger girls. He sat on the bed in room 6, having paid 100 dollars for the room for 2 hours. He decided he\'d try it out, and they said he could always add on hours. After a few minutes, Summer walked in. Her hair was short, strawberry blond, light and whispy about her button face. She had the whole deal: charming blue eyes, round cheeks, pouty lips, a small nose, a soft complexion, short and petite with nice curves. She looked so innocent Randy couldn\'t wait to see her face contorted with pleasure. All the innocence ripped away.
Summer was wearing a cute pink silky shirt with ruffles all the way down the middle which showed a small gap. She also had on a jean pleated skirt and cute pointy-toed tan suede boots. The outfit was suppose to look young and energetic. Summer could sport much more mature things. She smiled sweetly at Randy, her eyes lighting up.
\"Summer. I\'m Randy,\" he said. He didn\'t know if he should shake her hand, or what.
\"Does that have a double meaning?\" she asked, knowing it was a lame joke.
\"You look a bit nervous,\" she giggled for effect, \"why don\'t I give you a backrub?\"
The room was about 20/20ft. There was a simple bed with sheets and pillows, a small stage lining one wall with a pole and a section that opened into a drain, and a rolling lounge chair with a break. There was also a less luxurious rolling chair just for pulling up to the drain and delivering hand-jobs.
Summer walked over and sat by Randy. He turned sidways and she sat behind him. She ran her fingers up and down his arms, played with his hair a bit, then rubbed his shoulders. He made the usual back-rub grunts.
\"Wow. You\'re good.\"
\"Thanks,\" Summer said sweetly. She was 16. He turned sideways after a moment. She looked at him with her big eyes, and he looked at her hungrily. She ran her fingers over his temple and through his course brown hair as he leaned forward to kiss her. Bringing her hand back down, she ran her thumb over his earlobe. He breathed a little faster and made the kiss deeper, holding the back of her head. He ran his hand down her shoulder, accross her collar bone, and eased it into the top of her bra, grabbing her breast underneath. She did little things like lightly stroking his neck, his earlobes. She dragged her nails down his front, over his nipples. He removed his hand from her bra and started undoing the loose buttons in front.
After seeing he wasn\'t going to take it all the way off, Summer disposed of it, exposing a cute white bra that showed plenty of cleavage. He ran his hand over her thigh and eased her leg over his lap. Shifting her hips, she straddled him and abandoned his lips to kiss and suckle his neck. She kissed his earlobe and he let out a small moan. After slipping her nails under his shirt, she lifted it over his head as he raised his arms to help her. He reached for her bra clasp and actually looked at her for a fleeting moment in case it wasn\'t ok. He obviously wasn\'t sure just how far they could go. She smiled at him, moving her hands tauntingly over his ears again, letting her fingers linger on his earlobes, lightly run them along the rim. \"It\'s polite to tip, you know,\" she said sweetly.
\"I\'ll tip well,\" he promised eagerly.
He quickly unclasped the bra, exposing her pale b-cub breasts and pink nipples. He ran his hands over them as she leaned down to kiss him again. \"Please,\" she moaned into his hear, grinding her hips against his a little, \"Scoot back and lay down... let me ride you...\" He let out an excited chuckle and she lifted her weight off of him. He laid down on the bed and she crawled on top of him. As she moved toward him she ran her hands up his thighs, coming close to his penis but not touching it.
\"Can I touch you?\" she whispered. He nodded eagerly. She ran her fingers over his penis through his pants and he let out a shuddering breath. She put some pressure down as she ran her knuckles up and down his shaft, then lightly teased his head. Soon his dick was at attention. She edged forward, running her hands over his hips, up his stomache, lining her crotch up to his.
She sat down on him. He reached up and carressed her sides and breasts, urging her to start moving. She gave a small jerk and he grunted. She started rolling her hips, leaning forward a little and putting her hands on his sides so she could push forward and down on his penis, then release, then push down and forward, then release in a slow, firm rolling motion. He started wincing, putting his head back.
Holding her hips firmly, he started thrusting with her, as if hoping their clothes would slip away and he could be inside of her. She put her torso against his and caressed his neck and hair. \"Oh...\" she whispered in his ear, \"I wish you could just ram your penis alll the way inside of me... Over. And. Over.\" He let out a whimper. She slowly got up and helped him up and out of his pants and boxers. He gave a sigh of relief as his pulsing cock escaped his pants.
Summer scooted as far back on the wheely chair as she could, and he sat right in front of her. She opened the drain and they sat right in front of it,
his legs resting on either side. She stroked his member with her delicate hands. Giving the just the right amount of pressure, she used some warming lube and spread it over his penis, then started going faster. She got her hands working very fast, and she moved one hand to give his balls a very small squeeze, barely doing more than touching them. He let out a louder moan. After her hands moved a litte faster, his cum started spilling into the wide funnel.
He tipped well.
a/n: you probly wont like this. I\'m bored. flame me, and I really won\'t bloody care.
sorry for any spelling or grammar errors... i read over it a few times, so there shouldnt be too many.
\"Hello welcome to the virgin clinic. We won\'t spread your STD\'s but we\'ll do whatever else you please!\"
\"That\'s lame.\"
\"Then go jack yourself off!\" Jenette hung up the phone angrily. Lotus glared at her.
\"Stare all you want, I hate this rhyming mess,\" Jenette said. She had long, classic dark brown hair which went into large curls at the bottom. The phone rang again. She reached for it with her lace-clad hand and answered.
\"Hello welcome to the virgin clinic. We won\'t spread your--\"
\"Yeah yeah. Look, can you give me a room?\"
\"How much will you pay me?\" Jenette asked sweetly.
\"However much it costs,\" the voice said simply.
\"Well,\" she purred, \"what do you want? A classic beauty? Or that usual dominatrix crap?\"
\"Anything in between?\"
\"Lace isn\'t so bad, you know. Don\'t you ever see those evening gowns and just want to rip them off and get to the tight corset underneath with breasts spilling over the rim? And then, don\'t you want to make her do dirty things to you?\" Lotus rolled her eyes.
\"No... nice try though. I\'ll go with a nice girl with a really cute, sexy outfit. Something stylish. And I want a cute face... like...\"
\"A childish charm? Aren\'t you the sick one. Say no more. Get over here and room 6 will be ready for you.\" Jenette had dropped the sexy voice. She thought the mideval fetish would go well with men. Maybe it just took time. Maybe she should play two different rolls. Be a little more flexible.
Lotus looked at her expectantly, as if she thought it was going to be her.
\"Well,\" Jen said impatiently, \"get Summer in room 6!\"
\"Damn that girl has good business,\" Lotus commented. But, Lotus got good business too. It always seemed like the others were getting more, but, it was all in her head.
Randy was just 17. They got a lot of adolescents in there... men could just go to a strip club or a whore house. Some men, however, liked getting worked up by younger girls. He sat on the bed in room 6, having paid 100 dollars for the room for 2 hours. He decided he\'d try it out, and they said he could always add on hours. After a few minutes, Summer walked in. Her hair was short, strawberry blond, light and whispy about her button face. She had the whole deal: charming blue eyes, round cheeks, pouty lips, a small nose, a soft complexion, short and petite with nice curves. She looked so innocent Randy couldn\'t wait to see her face contorted with pleasure. All the innocence ripped away.
Summer was wearing a cute pink silky shirt with ruffles all the way down the middle which showed a small gap. She also had on a jean pleated skirt and cute pointy-toed tan suede boots. The outfit was suppose to look young and energetic. Summer could sport much more mature things. She smiled sweetly at Randy, her eyes lighting up.
\"Summer. I\'m Randy,\" he said. He didn\'t know if he should shake her hand, or what.
\"Does that have a double meaning?\" she asked, knowing it was a lame joke.
\"You look a bit nervous,\" she giggled for effect, \"why don\'t I give you a backrub?\"
The room was about 20/20ft. There was a simple bed with sheets and pillows, a small stage lining one wall with a pole and a section that opened into a drain, and a rolling lounge chair with a break. There was also a less luxurious rolling chair just for pulling up to the drain and delivering hand-jobs.
Summer walked over and sat by Randy. He turned sidways and she sat behind him. She ran her fingers up and down his arms, played with his hair a bit, then rubbed his shoulders. He made the usual back-rub grunts.
\"Wow. You\'re good.\"
\"Thanks,\" Summer said sweetly. She was 16. He turned sideways after a moment. She looked at him with her big eyes, and he looked at her hungrily. She ran her fingers over his temple and through his course brown hair as he leaned forward to kiss her. Bringing her hand back down, she ran her thumb over his earlobe. He breathed a little faster and made the kiss deeper, holding the back of her head. He ran his hand down her shoulder, accross her collar bone, and eased it into the top of her bra, grabbing her breast underneath. She did little things like lightly stroking his neck, his earlobes. She dragged her nails down his front, over his nipples. He removed his hand from her bra and started undoing the loose buttons in front.
After seeing he wasn\'t going to take it all the way off, Summer disposed of it, exposing a cute white bra that showed plenty of cleavage. He ran his hand over her thigh and eased her leg over his lap. Shifting her hips, she straddled him and abandoned his lips to kiss and suckle his neck. She kissed his earlobe and he let out a small moan. After slipping her nails under his shirt, she lifted it over his head as he raised his arms to help her. He reached for her bra clasp and actually looked at her for a fleeting moment in case it wasn\'t ok. He obviously wasn\'t sure just how far they could go. She smiled at him, moving her hands tauntingly over his ears again, letting her fingers linger on his earlobes, lightly run them along the rim. \"It\'s polite to tip, you know,\" she said sweetly.
\"I\'ll tip well,\" he promised eagerly.
He quickly unclasped the bra, exposing her pale b-cub breasts and pink nipples. He ran his hands over them as she leaned down to kiss him again. \"Please,\" she moaned into his hear, grinding her hips against his a little, \"Scoot back and lay down... let me ride you...\" He let out an excited chuckle and she lifted her weight off of him. He laid down on the bed and she crawled on top of him. As she moved toward him she ran her hands up his thighs, coming close to his penis but not touching it.
\"Can I touch you?\" she whispered. He nodded eagerly. She ran her fingers over his penis through his pants and he let out a shuddering breath. She put some pressure down as she ran her knuckles up and down his shaft, then lightly teased his head. Soon his dick was at attention. She edged forward, running her hands over his hips, up his stomache, lining her crotch up to his.
She sat down on him. He reached up and carressed her sides and breasts, urging her to start moving. She gave a small jerk and he grunted. She started rolling her hips, leaning forward a little and putting her hands on his sides so she could push forward and down on his penis, then release, then push down and forward, then release in a slow, firm rolling motion. He started wincing, putting his head back.
Holding her hips firmly, he started thrusting with her, as if hoping their clothes would slip away and he could be inside of her. She put her torso against his and caressed his neck and hair. \"Oh...\" she whispered in his ear, \"I wish you could just ram your penis alll the way inside of me... Over. And. Over.\" He let out a whimper. She slowly got up and helped him up and out of his pants and boxers. He gave a sigh of relief as his pulsing cock escaped his pants.
Summer scooted as far back on the wheely chair as she could, and he sat right in front of her. She opened the drain and they sat right in front of it,
his legs resting on either side. She stroked his member with her delicate hands. Giving the just the right amount of pressure, she used some warming lube and spread it over his penis, then started going faster. She got her hands working very fast, and she moved one hand to give his balls a very small squeeze, barely doing more than touching them. He let out a louder moan. After her hands moved a litte faster, his cum started spilling into the wide funnel.
He tipped well.