I’m in a brothel. In bed. Sitting in the lap of the most expensive prostitute in the entire place. And we’re full on making out.

What the fuck is happening?

How in the hell did I get here?

All I remember was talking to Alicia earlier that day. About how her husband had the stamina of a goddamn beast, apparently, and I sat there thinking about how I’d never even kissed anyone before. I never had time to think about boys or girls, let alone figure out which ones I liked.

And then, I had a browser open in incognito and I was suddenly searching up best places to buy sexual acts…

And now I’m here. I don’t even know this woman. I just saw her, and got in pulled, somehow. And I was still trying to figure out why.

But at the same time, I couldn’t give a fuck because my legs were wrapped around her hips and my hands were gripping her hair for dear life as my hips involuntarily rutted against Orchid. And these noises kept on seeping from my mouth and into hers. These little squeaks and whimpers that I didn’t even know I could make.

I used the hands in her hair to pull her closer to me, pressing our entire bodies flush together.

But then she broke from my lips, trailing that mouth down my jaw and neck, across my collarbone until she reached the hollow where my collarbone met my shoulder. My hands didn’t leave her hair as she whispered, “Getting aroused, aren’t we, Sweet Lily?”

I whimpered a small “mhm!” as she started kissing my shoulder. I couldn’t stop rutting against her, either, our jeans rubbing against each other as she took a bite of my skin into her mouth and began to suck. God, it felt so good, and I let out a prolonged moan. 

She let it free from her mouth after a few minutes, but her mouth had been so warm and now my spit slicked skin touched the cold air and I shivered. She lifted her head and looked me in the eye. “Ready for more, Sweet Lily?” 

I nodded, and I watched as her pupils dilated wide enough to make her beautiful brown eyes nearly invisible. I forced my hands to let go of her short and soft hair as she pulled me off by my wrists. She gave each of my hands a kiss before setting them in my, er, our lap. 

Before I could even catch my breath, she grabbed fistfuls of my shirt and pulled it off of me. I lifted my arms as high as I could to assist her, and then I was topless. 

My noodle arms dropped behind me and I leaned back on them. My legs were still spread wide open around her hips, and it seemed to make it easier for her to unbutton my jeans. I pushed the sandals off of my feet as she finished on the last button, and she pulled my pants down my hips. I bent my legs forward so that she could pull them off of my feet, and her eyes widened at my bare feet. 

She smirked down at me as she pulled away from me and practically ripped her netted shirt off of her body. She discarded it onto the floor, next to where she had dropped my shirt and pants, and then she undid her boots. I’ve never seen anyone undress so quickly before. 

And then we were both stripped of our clothes on the bed. 

I’m sure I was blushing, and she made it worse by smirking as she incredibly sexily sat on all fours and picked up my clutch. Then, without taking her eyes off of mine, she dropped it to the floor, on top of all of our other clothes. 

Then, in only her matching set of lace underwear, she crawled across the bed until I was leaned back on my elbows and she was on top of me. I watched as she took note of my own underclothes: a plain white sports bra and high waisted underwear. I blushed darker because of embarrassment. She was wearing really sexy lingerie, and I was just wearing my normal and casual things. 

“Hm,” she hummed as she straddled my hips with her legs. “So, what’d you want to do now?” 

“A-anything, I guess,” I stuttered, blinking up at her. 

She dropped suddenly, her boobs bouncing in her underwear as she pinned my wrists beside my head. “Anything, Sweet Lily?” she breathed across my face. 

“Y-yeah,” I replied, nodding slightly. 

And then she kissed me again. 

With Orchid above me, my wrists pinned by her hands as her dark red lipstick stained my lips… there’s no place I’d rather be. Honestly… 

“O-Orchid,” I groaned as her lips began to paint down my skin and delve into the space between my breasts. “I-I… y-you’re… uhngod…” 

“Yes, Sweet Lily?” she asked, her breath warm as it fanned out along my chest. God I’m soiling myself. “Have a request yet?” 

“H-how does it… work exactly?” I asked, blinking down at her from my place on the bed. 

“How does what work, Sweet Lily?” she asked me, her lips still against my skin. “Lesbian sex?” 

“Mhm…” I hummed, biting my lower lip to refrain from letting loose another humiliating fucking moan. 

“It depends on what you want, I suppose,” Orchid breathes. 

God, I think she was sucking my soul out through the lips on my bare skin. Was she some sort of vampire? Some sex vampire? Didn’t those things have names? A succubus or something? Was she one? 

“I-I want…” 

“You want?” she repeated when my voice trailed off. 

Her thumbs were stroking circles around my wrists, the weak, sensitive spots, and it made me want to cry for reasons unknown to me. 

“I want…” I tried again, but the words wouldn’t come. Because I didn’t know what words to say. What did I want? 

“Do you want to feel good,” she finally asked, painting kisses back up to my collarbone, then my neck, my jaw, my face, until her lips were back on mine. “I can make that happen without going far.” 

“Sure,” I breathed because what else could I say? 

And then my left wrist was suddenly freed from her grasp, but she had begun to drag across my skin. Down my arm, across my collarbone, then dragging down my chest. She paused to give me a squeeze, earning another whimper from me, before smirking and continuing on her way down. Dragged her hand down my stomach before pausing at the waistband of my underwear.  

I took a shuddering deep breath knowing that I’d need it later because if just a few minutes ago was any indicator, this was about to feel so very good. 

I prepared myself mentally and physically, letting out a stuttering sigh right as Orchid decided to slip underneath. 

Oh my god she’s touching me. Another person is touching me right there and it feels soooo good… 

I bit my lip, trying my hardest to close my throat so that I wouldn’t make any more untoward noises. 

A breathy laugh interrupted my focus as the sweet breath of Orchid washed over my face. I pried my eyes open, wondering when had I closed them? But I was overwhelmed when I gained sensory input from my eyes again because holy fuck her pupil’s were fucking dilated! 

My eyes drew painting across her face as I stared at her. Her eyes did the same to me, and it made me want to crawl under the bed and hide. 

I realized then that her hand hadn’t strayed past the sensitive hairs above my privates, but even just that was so dirty and slutty that I couldn’t help but gasp for air in quick gulps. 

She laughed again, dipping her face closer to mine until the sides of our noses brushed. “So sensitive, aren’t you?” 

And then she kissed me, her gorgeous lips against mine as I melted against her. And she took that as a sign to delve further down my body and my back arched from the bed, pressing our torsos together. 

“Hnn-!” I moaned in surprise before managing to cut myself off. 

Her hand was slipping so slowly, up and down and up and down, and her lips were caressing my lips as they danced without music, and her body flush against mine as she pressed back against me to keep us together. 

If Mom and Dad knew what I was doing, they’d die from twin heart attacks! 

I laughed into her mouth, which caught on a whine as Orchid found the most sensitive spot. 

I think my eyes had closed again because I couldn’t see shit, but my strength and willpower to open them was nonexistent. 

I moaned into her mouth as her fingers slicked against my slippery privates, but then she was suddenly inside of me! 

I gasped air from her mouth, the taste of alcohol and her lipstick filling my mouth as she smiled against my lips. 

It was just one finger, but it felt so strange for someone else to be doing this. I had only ever masturbated a few times before, back in high school when we were first learning about sexual education. It was scary to me, the idea that there was something inside of me even though it was just my own fingers. And it was almost nauseating, the idea of pleasuring myself for the sake of… pleasuring. And not to mention the smell. It felt so weird and the smell always made my head swim in uncomfortable ways. 

But the way Orchid did it, even through my humiliation, it felt great. It felt so good, and even as embarrassing as it was, I couldn’t help but rut against her as she rubbed me from inside. 

“Hmmm,” I whined into her mouth. 

She felt so… intrusive when inside, but she was also kissing me and I was paying for this, wasn’t I? 

I writhed against the bed as her finger slowled and pulled out a bit, but then she pushed in a second finger and I squealed. 

My back arched so far that my lips were pulled away from hers with a gasp, my head pushing back onto the pillows. My free hand twisted around to grip the sheets beneath me with a force. 

And then she was rubbing me twice as fast, her fingers now curling and pushing against the front wall. 

My mouth opened as a moan crept up my throat. But it didn’t go anywhere, and I wasn't sure why. Silently, I breathed in rough gasps and sighs, but my voice never caught on the inhales and exhales. 

Because her lips had nothing to do, she began to kiss my neck. She sucked on the taut muscle connecting my neck and shoulders, and I had half a mind to tell her to stop. I could not show up to work with a goddamn hickey. I was a fucking doctor for kids. 

But I couldn’t form the words nor the will to tell her not to. 

She felt so damn good inside of me, but I couldn’t help but feel the accompanied pain. It felt like snr was stretching out a muscle that didn’t go that far, an elastic band that was being pulled as far as it could go before it would break. Would I break? 

But then she asked in her velvety voice, “Is this okay?” 

I think I died and went to heaven because suddenly, the pain felt nice. My thoughts of tomorrow left my head. Poof! Gone was everything that had been in my head. Everything except the feelings of pleasure that seemed to explode in my brain like a truck slamming into me. 

But then her fingers began to slow and her lips, which had already let go of my skin when she moved to talk, pulled away from my shoulder. I squirmed beneath her, rutting myself onto her fingers. 

“D-don’t stop!” I finally managed to breathe.

Her lips lowered back to my skin and I felt her smirk. “Anything for you, Sweet Lily,” she said before picking up her pace with ferocity.

I was suddenly dangling off the edge of the cliff of pleasure. She was dangling me off the edge of the cliff of pleasure.

And my voice began to work again, crying out with my breaths.

“Ah-AH-ahah… uh-hunn, ah-ah-AH!” was the soundtrack to my sudden race of pleasure. The race that Orchid was leading.

It ran laps around my brain until Orchid bit the place on my shoulder where her lips had previously been, and I think I screamed...

She had finally let go, and I was falling off the cliff of pleasure, down down down into the unfamiliar waters below as my back arched furthur, which really couldn’t be possible, and my eyes shot open.

And all the while, her fingers never stopped moving as I convulsed around and under her.

It felt like hours of pleasure, of jolting in bed as wave after wave hit me like a fucking freight train, of screaming my throat sore. I couldn’t hear my own voice, though, only felt the effect of it scraping my throat. It seems I was deaf to anything but the lewd sounds coming from my downstairs.

But then, like a rollercoaster coming down from the top of a hill, my pleasure slowly subsided. And as my voice quieted, my body slowed, her fingers followed until I was laying, heaving, on the bed.

She was still biting my shoulder, and when the cold air made me shiver, she let go and kissed the soon to be bruise.

“How was your first time, Sweet Lily?” she asked.

My head had returned to a proper position, no longer pressing so hard I was upside down and I cracked open an eye to look at her.

Her lipstick was still somehow intact, not even smudged, and my brain couldn't figure out why. I’m sure there was a good reason, but my brain was just soaked in pleasure and I could barely even think.

Her eyes sparkled as she scanned my face, and I cracked open my other eye.

“Amazing,” was all I could say, and she laughed.

“I’d hope so, Sweet Lily,” she said. “I’m going to pull out now, alright?”

I nodded, unsure as to why she was asking me, but I had my answer instantly. It hurt for her to pull out, hurt worse than it did when she put in her fingers.

What the fuck?

I winced, and she mirrored my flinch above me. “Sorry, Sweet Lily,” she apologized, but I shook my head at her.

“N-no, just… shocked me that’s all,” I told her, my words flowing from my mouth with an exhale.

Damn, I was out of breath. The way my lungs were heaving, someone might’ve thought I’d just run a mile.

But then Orchid rolled off of me, her hands completely leaving my body. It was disappointing, but I didn’t let it show.

She walked around the bed to the bathroom, but I was too tired to turn my head to look at her. I heard rummaging around before her footsteps neared and stopped again at the bar.

“Water?” she offered, and I finally forced my head to look at her. She was holding up a bottle of water and I cracked a small smile.

“Yes, please,” I quietly answered, and her smile softened furthur.

She sat beside me and set the two bottles she had been holding on the bed. Then she snaked her arm under my back and helped me sit up because not only was I dead tired, but my nether regions were on fire.

She helped me settle against the headboard and handed me the water, the top unscrewed. Whoever the woman was under the mask, she was nice.

After we had gulped down water, I asked, “So how much do I owe you?”

She glanced at me, at the clock, then back at me. “Hm,” she hummed. “Let's say $100 for today. Sounds good, Sweet Lily?”

I nodded. I was slightly shocked at how low she made the price for just an hour, but it was probably like a new client sort of thing. It’d probably get higher as we go along.

I pulled my purse from the floor and pulled out five twenties. Handed them to her as I lifted my clothes from the floor with my other hand.

“So, uhm,” I began as I started to pull on my pants. “I, uh…” My words hesitated as my jeans slipped onto my hips. I buttoned them up as I glanced at Orchid. She wasn’t looking at me. “I’ll see you this time next week?”

She finally looked at me. I couldn’t see her face as I pulled on my shirt, but when my head made it past the neckline, I looked at her.

She had on a smirk, leaned towards me on one hand. “Of course, Sweet Lily. See you then.”

I stood up, fully dressed, but before I could leave she pulled me down. And then she kissed me.