All the characters portrayed in this story are over 18, and any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
1
A little bit jet-lagged after some 8 hours of flight over the Atlantic Ocean, Alice and Jennifer (Jen) were now seated inside a cozy bar, located in a quiet corner of Heathrow airport. In a few minutes, they would be heading back to Jen’s car, parked several levels below, before returning to their busy London schedules. But just for now, they were taking a short break from lives they had been living at a thousand miles an hour, for some time already.
Describing the two girls in just a few words presented a real challenge. The best way around would probably be to say they completely belonged in the fast-moving, modern world they both evolved in. A couple of strong-minded twenty-six-year-olds, very much on the make, and devouring life to the fullest, with no shortage of confidence and projects…not to mention bank accounts that were starting to become as big as their IQ’s. Yet being successful at making money by no means stopped them from being accomplished globetrotters, whose thirst for travel and new discoveries was simply inexhaustible. If work and adventure were, of course, their main driving forces, they were absolutely no short of other hobbies and interests. Poker, rock climbing, or combat sports (they were both Taekwondo black belts), you name it. With plenty of energy and talent to spare, they were the kind of girls who were constantly looking for new challenges while always keeping their feet firmly on the ground and never getting their bras in a twist over anything. To say that they weren’t ambitious would obviously have been a lie, but there was something else about the way they did things: like a kind of taste for perfection and of a job being well done. Something that’s not so common these days.
If the two friends shared similar lifestyles, their looks immediately set them apart. Jennifer was a tall, energetic brunette with short hair, a round and rather jovial face, as well as glasses that gave her a serious and sort of reassuring appearance. She came across as everyone’s best friend, someone full of empathy, to whom you could confide your problems without fear. With her angelic face framed by shoulder-length blonde hair, her pair-shaped chest, wide hips, and hourglass body, Alice was more of a typical femme-fatale. Her modelish looks and her rather lofty, distant air, made her seem, at first glance, colder and more reserved than her friend. But then appearances are often deceptive.
When it came to sex, without surprise, these were fiercely independent modern young women, forming and conducting their personal connections exactly the way they chose to. They both also possessed the not so common ability of being able to see through a man in no time and almost immediately set the outlines of any kind of future relationship, if they were to be one at all. And they could immediately tell what that relationship was going to be based on: fun, sex, work, or perhaps all three at the same time. Because, depending on the situation, sex could mean work and money the same way it could just mean fun. The two youngsters had just returned from a well-paid job as luxury escorts in the States, and while high-end escorting was obviously their most lucrative activity, it was not necessarily the most important one in their lives. They saw it more as a cool hobby for which they had all the required skills. In fact, they were still a little jaded to see that in 2024, society was still fixated on how a young girl uses her body and conducts her private relationships. Alice and Jen fucked the way they fucked, but in these modern days and times they would have expected to be better valued for their human qualities, their social skills, or their athletic performances, just like it happens very naturally with men. Gender equality wasn’t quite there yet, but that’s another story.
Finally, if they weren’t exactly the kind of girls you bumped into every day in the street, they ironically did everything to blend in with the crowd. Starting with their everyday clothes they had been wearing for their trip: tank tops, jeans, black leather jackets, and sunglasses placed on their foreheads. Nothing that was particularly going to attract attention, and could even show a certain taste for discretion.
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2
The complete reverse of the two rather loud and talkative boys, who had just approached their table. Although they were approximately the same age as them, a simple glance was enough to tell that they did not play in the same league, no more than they shared the same world in their everyday lives. But it was precisely the sort of detail that, for Tom and Rick, didn’t matter the slightest bit. They had seen two hot girls and had decided to push their luck. Their thinking hadn’t gone much further than that, and it was certainly not the invisible “do not disturb” signals, that were going to slow them down.
It was the kind of bağcılar escort non-event that took Jen and Alice normally about 30 seconds to diagnose from top to bottom. The two guys were clearly just a couple of Jack the lads, full of arrogance, self-satisfaction, and phony confidence. And of course their approach to courting the opposite gender was exactly the same: heavy-handed and imbued with masculinism. In short, they were simply two macho guys and pure products of old-fashioned patriarchy. It was just all so commonplace.
Alice and Jen were not the sort of girls you flirted with, but if they had been, rejection would have been a sure thing for such boys. By targeting girls who were way out of their league, these two average Joes were well on their way to going from disappointment to disappointment. At that rate, they were going to end up quite frustrated and probably already were, beneath their cool personas and thick shells.
As usual, the two friends were perfectly sharp and lucid about what was at play. At one glance, they could immediately tell that under the surface, the boys were perfectly harmless and presented no danger. And what they really needed was some professional servicing, to relieve them of their well-hidden stress, drain their balls, keep them company for the evening, and perhaps even show them a little friendship and affection. After that, they would be perked up and feeling much better about themselves. And perhaps even a little more subtle in their approach to the opposite gender. One can always dream after all.
Obviously, basic social etiquette forbade them to say all this to a couple of strangers. But the real question for the girls now was whether to take action or not? It was right up their alley, of course, and the boys badly needed milking, but hey, did they really have to bother? As often, their caring nature combined with a taste for adventure quickly got the better of their reservations, and despite a certain tiredness, it was just another challenge to pick up. One they would win without the slightest doubt or difficulty, providing they kept their game tight and had the right approach.
If they had come clean right away, the guys would have probably got a bit scared and possibly shut down. It was way too early. At this stage, the girls knew from experience that they had to show a certain finesse in their maneuvering. It always takes a little time and patience to gently lead a flirt towards accepting a fee-based sex relationship. For that, you have to be able to alter the way he views himself in a very short time, and that does not happen just by itself.
If the characters involved in this particular kind of play change each time, the path you took was always the same and well known to both the girls. The first step was to pretend to be attracted to the flirts before rapidly gaining the upper hand. Which would not be very difficult in this case. So, armed with plenty of patience and empathy, they started to listen for quite a long time to their nonsense and their cheesy pick-up lines, while pretending to be sensitive to their manly charm. Then came the moment when you suddenly had to move against the tide and take them by surprise.
“Sorry guys, if you’re aiming to get inside our knickers, I think you’ve picked the wrong targets, we haven’t worn them since we were 15,” spontaneously said a laughing Jen with a certain frankness.
No matter how much they laughed and kept a straight face, she could see that the boys were slightly off balance.
Jennifer 1 boys 0
It was time now to begin unsettling and undermining the no longer so dominant male, in his identity and virility.
“Just tell me, are you both sissy’s or just shy virgins? And when exactly are you going to get your act together? Do you think we have all night?” Alice suddenly exclaimed in a firm and confident voice, unexpectedly taking a rather harsh and serious tone.
Despite being used to not showing their feelings, the boys couldn’t suppress a slight surprise. For a moment or so, their speech became hesitant, and you could see that they felt a little insecure, as well as a bit uncertain of where they were heading. Time to move quickly from cold to hot.
“Just joking boys, come over here and give me a kiss,” Alice continued directly, pointing to her cheek,
Taken by surprise, Tom did so mechanically and instinctively, without thinking and before even realizing his mistake.
“That’s right, feeling better now, darling? Want to sit in my lap?” Alice said, patting her thighs as to accompany her request.
The boy just froze, as if his unconscious mind was truly contemplating sitting on a girl’s ( and what’s more, a stranger’s) knees in a crowded place.
“Kidding you silly boys,” she stuck her pierced tongue out at him.
Jennifer just burst into laughter,
Girls 10 Boys 0.
This was truly the key moment, for the girls were laughing at the boys yet laughing with them at the same time. This bahçelievler escort way it was possible for them, both to dominate the group and allow for a true bonding to take place between them all.
For Tom and Rick, the initial feelings of surprise and unsettlement had simply given way to relief, but also fascination, lust, and desire. They were no longer flirts, and that was a good thing for everyone. It was about time to stop fooling around before they turned into nervous wrecks and firmly seal the situation.
“Well guys, with the trouble you have given yourselves, we are giving you a 50% discount. 800£, 400£ each, paid in advance, for a whole night, including anal ” announced Jen,
“Ah, so you are…”
“Oh yes, we are, that’s for sure,” she laughed. “
“How outrageous all these girls who don’t wear are on their sleeve who they really are,” she added with her usual touch of humor and irony.
All that was left to do now was to sit back and enjoy, as, just like many others before them, the former seducers transformed, before their very eyes, into happy clients waiting to be serviced. Even if the girls remained very poker faced about it all, they still felt a little push of pride each time it happened. But it was nothing special in truth, just the oldest job in the world, in demand once again.
Nevertheless, they felt quite pleased with how they had played off their little mind game. After all, it wasn’t a question of robbing or scamming anyone. They had handled the boys in a rather fair and respectful way, simply showing them where they belonged and making them feel good about it so they could accept what was on offer for them. Now all that was left was just a couple of young adventurous girls, accompanied by consenting and paying customers, on their way to having a good time together. And a good time they would sure have.
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3
It always amused the girls how little time it took for the atmosphere to ease up, once the first and biggest hurdle was over. With everyone in his proper place, life was simply begging to take over again. And what better way of enjoying it than the friendly company of two cheerful, goofy young girls, full of fun, confidence, and energy? In addition, the easygoing and tomboyish behavior they displayed to friends and to some younger clients, had put Tom and Rick rather at ease. The small power games were now completely forgotten and replaced by something that was obvious to all concerned. The four young people were now walking towards the airport’s car park to find Jen’s car and head back to her London apartment. They had met less than an hour ago, but thanks to the girls terrific personalities and social skills, they were bantering and fooling around like old friends now. In the underground car park, Alice and Jen twerked playfully at them, and even ripped a couple of loud farts in response to the very candid comments on their beauty. If the boys were not going to feel at home with them now, they probably never would.
Once in the comfort of Jen’s living room, far from getting down to business, the four youngsters spent a good two hours playing on the game console and discussing computers @ football while chugging a few beers. If the girls were just a couple of the lads now, none of them had forgotten what they had all got together for. But there was no hurry, and it was best left unmentioned for the moment. After all, it was great just to be with a bunch of new mates, getting to know one another, because that’s what life is all about. After a couple of hours of this, it was obviously Jen who first took the initiative of changing the subject.
“How would you like to see our work outfits, boys?
“And it’s not often that we dress sexy. We’re not exactly girly girls, as you probably noticed,” added Alice.
The combat game they were playing could hardly compete with such a proposal, so the boys let go of the controllers, while the girls began very naturally and non-erotically to change clothes in front of them. Modesty meant nothing at this point, and Tom and Rick suddenly found themselves inside a girls locker room, living out an old fantasy of theirs.
Both girls had taken off their boots, tops, and jeans and tossed them around the room with a certain casualness. “Yes, knickers are just a work item for girls nowadays, boys,” Jen exclaimed while pulling her jeans down, as if to prove the point she had made earlier. Unlike her girlfriend, Alice was fully waxed down below, but with the exception of the inevitable lower back tattoo (or tramp stamp, as Rick and Tom would probably have referred to it), both girls were relatively spared in terms of body art. Incredible!
Time had now come to exchange their comfy, unglamorous, everyday undies for some sexy work items they had in their travel bags. Time to say goodbye to the old bras and socks, and hello to the ravishing lingerie. Jen wore a matching purple bra and panty şirinevler escort set, and Alice a matching black set. They both really looked like supermodels now. They were absolutely splendid; there was no other word for it.
The boys’ excitement was palpable.
“The sight of Alice in knickers is worth 400£, isn’t it?” Jen laughed.
“You look like beauty queens,” candidly replied Rick.
True to her spontaneity and her naturalness, Jen simply exploded with laughter, bent forward, half squatting, and firmly slapped her butt cheeks with her hand.
“No way, when it comes to royalty, the customer is always the king; I’m just a big-bottomed working girl,” she replied, pushing her usual humor almost to the point of self-mockery.
Before they got down to business, Alice, a former high-level gymnast, regaled them with a small athletic spectacle, whose erotic power was far from nil. She still knew how to do a perfect split, and Jen’s apartment was even spacious enough for her to perform a few front and back somersaults. Finally, she showed them some splendidly executed cartwheels, finishing with her arms outstretched and her knee bent, to a round of applause from all the spectators present. In response to her well-deserved ovation, she playfully wagged her big bum at them before letting out a thunderous fart under the good-natured laughter of the small audience she was putting on a show for.
‘Do you want to see my handstand now?” she asked, playfully sticking her tongue out.
The sight of these two talented beauty queens dressed in their classy lingerie, was the sort of vision that could drive an average bloke rather nuts. Under such circumstances, with the influence of libido and strong emotions, the male brain cannot help but romanticize a reality that is often far more prosaic. If Tom and Rick had seen the girls this way right from the start, they would probably have never had the guts to even approach them. Inside their now warped and hyper stimulated minds, they were standing before two beautiful, powerful goddesses and no longer simply just two energetic young prostitutes going out of their way to entertain and prepare their clients.
In any case, the clients were more than ready now, as evidenced by the two very prominent bulges that had appeared under their jeans. The girls hadn’t asked themselves how their studs would be put together, for it was the kind of detail that was not so important to them. But now they realized they would have their hands full, in every sense of the word.
“I think it’s your turn to take off your clothes, and we’ll try to find some sexy knickers for you also, boys,” Jen said in her usual joking way.
Despite it being an obvious and good-natured joke, it set the boys slightly off balance again, and probably their imagination going wayward for a second.
“Just kidding boys, you must learn not to take us so seriously,” she added,
“More to the point, we’re not very much into foreplay, so you don’t mind if we get straight down to taking care of those huge chopper’s of yours? ” She then directly asked.
But in the state they were in, was the question even really necessary?
True to their well-earned reputations of giving the best blowjobs on the entire campus, the girls, still in their sexy work outfits, had begun to take care of the huge erections now proudly saluting their pretty young faces. Squatting in front of the boy’s pelvises, they began by titillating their manhood’s with their pierced tongues before taking them full mouth, even going as far as deepthroating. Jen was taking care of Tom and Alice of Rick. Every once in a while, one of the girls would pause and the other would immediately take over, proving that they were both perfectly capable of getting two well-hung studs into their mouths at the same time. Their strong oral technique, combined with the state their fairly inexperienced partners seemed to be in, gave them the clear impression that the risk of the fun ending prematurely was very real. So they all, democratically, decided to take a short break, synonymous with a necessary return to the game console for the four young geeks. But it was only postponing the fun till later on.
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4
An hour later, they had picked things up where they left off. Tom and Jen had gone into the bedroom and left the other two in the lounge. Lying on the bed, they were performing a 69. It was Jen’s idea, because it seemed the best way of making the pleasure last a little longer while varying it at the same time. She had proposed it as a sort of game where the first one who cums loses. Under normal circumstances, she always won, but Rick was lapping her clit, with some real commitment and wasn’t even doing too badly. As for her, she continued to trust her oral talent, yet after about a quarter of an hour, she had to face the fact that it was a draw. But she also remembered having mentioned her anal skills during the evening, so it was therefore necessary to move from words to deeds.
Crouching over her partner’s manhood, she placed Tom’s member firmly inside her tight butthole and slowly began to straddle him. And now it was a different story all together, because with all her skill and experience, he was unable to last more than ten minutes and ended up releasing his load deep inside her insides.