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Anniversary brothel
🕑 Added 2025-12-11 12:58:17 +0000 UTC-----------
Text only version. For the illustrated version, you should probably check the Discord channel included with your member benefits! 😊
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“Come on Babe, where are you?” you roam circles around the neatly set up dining room table, anxiously opening and closing your messages as if that will manifest an upcoming text from your fiancée “Come on Jane” you mutter nervously, sending through another [Everything alright?] message that’s left on delivered, not even read. Your eyes rise to meet the constant ticking of your clock - 11 pm - she was supposed to get off work 5 hours ago, yet here you are with radio silence and a table full of cold food and half melted candles. Phone in a death grip as you press the call button again “Oh!” letting out a relieved gasp once it miraculously goes through “Jane! Honey, are you alright?!” you yell into the phone’s microphone, relieved and excited to finally see your fiancée as your thumb presses down on the device’s request to turn on your camera. Only to be meet with a sight so wrong it nearly had you vomiting on the spot.
“Calm down Janey. It’s all yours gir- fuck~” an unmistakably male voice groans through the speaker, followed by distinctive wet slurps you’d never want to hear near the love of your life. If your heart hadn’t shattered with the implications of the moans and groans behind the screen, it definitely got cleaved cleanly in half once Jane’s camera finally loaded into view. Peeking out of the screen is a woman, diligently bobbing her head up and down the cock-head wedged between her lips, hollowing her cheeks as she sucks the life out of it to great effect if the buckling legs on the video are anything to go by. You know her, she looks a bit different from what you’re used to, but you definitely know her. Her hair’s way shorter than it should be, cut above her shoulders and ending in green tips that were not there this morning. Her makeup is quite slutty, something she would never put on under the claim that it is “degrading” and a ring shines between her nostrils, something she’d never even attempt to get pierced thanks to her incredible fear of needles.
“Mmsho gsshod~” a tear trails down your cheek, because in spite of all the things that are different about her, those same eyes locked with the camera as she takes the man’s member down to her throat are the same that belong to your fiancée “Jane what the fuck is this?!” you yell into the phone, powerless to do anything else as a hand comes down to ruffle her hair, pushing her down to the hilt with a blissfully satisfied smile you’ve never seen on her face before “Calm down man, I’m just enjoying your girl for a bit” the man behind the phone screen says in a voice so calm it is quite honestly deflating the rage out of you “This slut is mine now, got that?” he proudly declares as the phone is turned around to reveal the smug face and spiked hair of Jane’s ex “Marcus? What the f… what are…” you feel a vein about to pop in your head, for some reason finding yourself incapable of expressing the absolute disdain coursing through your system, forced to keep up the composed charade you were settled into moments before that camera moved “Come find me when you find the balls to say anything big man. For now, you can just sit back and w- oooh Jane it’s coming out~” your cracked phone screen displays the moment his hand forces her head down, pushing his essence through her nostrils as her blissful face fails to swallow the load. But you don’t get to see it, the device tossed against the wall and now forgotten on the floor while you march towards your car, unsure of what you are going to do but ready to drive towards a location so suddenly clear in your mind.
“Marcus, open up!” your pissed off knocking echoes through the quiet late-night street, turning on more than a few lights in the surrounding homes before the man you’re looking for finally breaches through the door “Dude you came!” he nonchalantly leans into the doorway, body blocking your view with a clear smirk “Yeah asshole I’m here to get my w-” a hand comes up to block your words, your own voice slipping out of pure surprise at the interruption “You are here for my whore right?” you have to blink twice at that, recoiling from the audacity of this man to call your significant other a whore right in your face, yeah you are pissed off that she blew him like one, but you are not about to let him call her th- “Yeah man! I need another quickie, that video call was quite the convincing advertisement” you flash him a smile, handing over the usual service fee only a recurring customer would know from memory “Cool, she’s in the usual room. Try not to get your dick sucked off your body, it would be a shame to lose my favorite customer” his smirk doesn’t register in your mind, your body already heading inside the building with just the slightest twitch frown at his comment, the last vestige of a mind who knew the real identity of this woman vanishing the moment your face settles back into the excited anticipation of a man who is about to get his rocks off with his favorite slut.
“Heeey sweetie! It’s been so long, how have you been?” Jane greets you with a cheerful smile, cross-legged on a bed. Wasting no time in hopping onto her feet to greet her favorite client with the enticing sway of her perky panty clad butt and the gentle pressure of her perky tits against your chest “It’s been hectic, work has been kind of rough specially with the new management staff rolling in” you recount work experiences that didn’t exist moments ago as she leads you to the bed, straddling your legs with the efficiency of a seasoned hooker “Poor baby Let me treat you to the usual, would that make it better?” she asks, hands already unzipping your pants without an answer, she knows what her favorite client wants after all “That would be great babe” you lean back and relax, gently guiding her head down to the exposed cock that she so eagerly released “Mmh~” a satisfied whimper comes off your mouth as her lips start gliding along your dick, peppering your length in spread out kisses until she reaches the tip, wrapping it in her puffy cocksuckers while her tongue explores the sensitive ridge of your meat with painfully teasing precision.
“Ish dish good?~” Jane slurs around her mouthful of your member, locked onto your features with a playful gleam in her eyes as she bobs and sucks between giggles of enjoyment “Fuck~” she knows what she’s doing, drawing out the gentle suction of her lips around the length of your shaft in eager sloppy strokes, stopping every so often to gauge your reactions between wet slurps “Please stop teasin- mmmgh~” you let something between a groan and a high-pitched whimper. Reaching down to grasp at her hair with pretty manicured digits to encourage her further “Mmsh~” something she appreciates by doubling her efforts, sucking faster with ease as the shaft in her mouth grows smaller by the second “More~” loosing ground to her mouth while the rest of your body softens up, redistributing unnecessary mass from your defined frame and emptying in into the two budding mounds pushing against your jacket “Oooh!~” a particularly rough suck forces your body to arch on the bed, splashing sweat covered strands of raven hair around your face, baring only the pillowy red lips bleeding a trail down the crook of your neck as you attempt to hold on to consciousness.
“Wash tsat good?~” she giggles between mouthfuls, lapping up what’s left of your member with renewed enthusiasm until a loud pop makes her stop for a second “Wha- Mmm~” you let out a satisfied hum, distracted from your sudden loss of anatomy by the warm tongue penetrating into fleshy folds that were not there a moment ago “Aaah~” your body naturally seeks the friction of her lips, buckling against her mouth as your hand drifts down your supple body to wrap around a blossoming handful of tit “Oooh!~” squeezing what it can hold from neck to teat with increasingly rough pressure as Jane hits a spot that makes your delicate toes curls into themselves “More~” you pant, legs kicking back in pleasure as your fingers knead further into the plush flesh of your ripening melons until “Aaah!~” you come undone under the combined ministrations of your sensitive nipples and Jane’s feverous licking, muscles spasming while you succumb to the primal urges of your body, uncaring by the explosive growth it sends through your fattening curves.
“Haah…” you pant, regaining some semblance of conscience with wide eyes stuck on the foreign softness of your body “What is this…” you carefully prop yourself onto your knees focused on the massive cleavage straining against your jacket “You are huge, I’m so jealous~” Jane’s soft frame presses against your voluptuous body before you can stop her “Aaah~” squeezing the monstrous jugs on your chest without consent or a warning “Jane~” you’d like to stop her, but your arms feel like putty under her exploratory digits “Give her a break Jane, she is new here” her assault ends just as suddenly as it started, saved by the voice of Marcus who’s clearly enjoying the show “New…?” you wonder, memories already melting into an unrecognizable mess within the confines of your brain “Yes Chrissy, don’t you remember how I kindly offered you a position in my up-and-coming brothel? Now show me what we are working with here” you try to refute his words, to claim a semblance of decency back into your shifting reality “Yes sir~” but an excited chirp puts a stop to that, as it should. Marcus has been so kind to you, and now is not the moment to back out from the golden opportunity he’s presenting you with. Without further hesitation, you force the zipper down, freeing your massive twins with a heavy smack as they settle into your chest, bared in their milky glory for his hawk like gaze.
“You certainly got the assets for this” he cups a feel with a satisfied smirk “Thank you si- ooh~” rolling your hefty tit in his palm as your body shudders with uncontainable excitement “Got any experience with fellatio? Head?” his fingers pinch your nipple, instantly buckling your panty clad hips against the mattress in search of relief “I can -ooh~- try” you gasp, eyes closed in pleasure “Show me” your nipple is freed from its torture as he steps back, tossing you a weirdly familiar, already wet plastic dick. It’s contours so lifelike it’d pass for a real one if it wasn’t mounted on a base. But you are not here to examine the quality of some dildo “Omhg~” you lean onto your elbows, pushing the head between your lips, sloppily running your mouth along the veiny plastic with all you got, hopefully, enough to earn your spot in this place. And by the way he is staring at your technique, or your tits, it seems like you’ll have it.
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Sorry for the wait on this and thank you for your patience. Life has been a bit busy right now as I attempt to obtain a scholarship because med school fees are beggining to become impossible to keep up with. Anyway more stories incoming now that I have some free time, and see ya on the next one : )
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