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“Baby, let me take care of this mess,” the dark headed woman said. She was still dressed in her tight outfit, making her slight curves seem a bit larger than they were. She began sucking and licking all over my cock, getting rid of any cum she saw. I groaned as she worked, and she took me from semi-hard to fully erect in a matter of minutes.

“What should we do now, ladies?”

“Fuck me, please,” whined blondie.“I want to ride your big dick.”

I wasn’t about to argue with that.“Fine with me,” I said laying back on the couch. I put a condom on just before she sank down on me, taking me to my hilt.

I yelled out, unable to contain myself. Then her friend straddled my face as she pulled her dress off revealing she was bare underneath.

“Want me to eat this pussy, baby?” I opened the pretty folds and began licking her from hole to clit as she cried out.

I fucked her with my tongue then pulled out to circle her clit. I did this repeatedly until she was beggingme to let her come. I chuckled and then licked her clit until she was sobbing before suckling it hard, making her scream.

The whole time I watched her friend as her tits bounced while she rode me. I finally reached around her friend and grabbed blondie around the waist. I lifted her up and down my cock as fast and hard as she could take me. She was crying out as I slammed into her from below.

When she came, she came hard. Her pussy grabbed my dick in a tight vise, and I yelled as I came as hard as she had. I thrust up into her until I was satisfied. Then I crashed back on the couch, exhausted.

I lay there for a bit, enjoying the afterglow of good sex. Then the women and I cleaned up. I let them zip me back into my pants, enjoying a hand job and coming all over blondie’s tits before they cleaned me up and let me get ready to leave the room.

The two of them still looked horny, and I wasn’t surprised when a couple more men entered the room.

I turned and watched for a moment, enjoying the sight of them fucking some more, especially how much blondie’s huge tits bounced. It was unreal watching them, and I knew I needed to get out of there before I got hard again.

I exited and pulled the door closed. I felt a lot better; more relaxed as I walked down the hall towards the room Nico used all the time.

I was hoping to catch him between women and see if I could talk him into going to Sugar with me to talk about the idea forming in my mind.

But for whatever reason, it seemed he wasn’t in Cayenne tonight.

CHAPTER THREE

Jelly

I hadn’t been working at Sugar long, and it still felt awkward to me. But I had gotten a couple of paychecks so far, plus the nightly tips, and I’d been able to register for school. I couldn’t believe how much money I made. I’d have had to work for two months at both of my old jobs to make half the amount I made in a week at Sugar.

I hadn’t ended up staying pregnant for long. I lost the baby due to miscarriage before the end of my first trimester. It felt awful. I worried that I’d done something wrong; that it was my fault somehow. But the doctor had assured me that it was common.

I knew it was ridiculous, but I sometimes wondered if the baby had left me, too, on purpose, like almost everyone else in my life had. But I knew I had to keep ugly thoughts like that at bay. They would eat you alive from the inside out.

Thank God for Nadine and her mama. I’d found out for sure I was pregnant after Nadine had left for West Bay. I’d moved in with Nadine’s mama when my grandparents kicked me out for being pregnant and keeping my baby. After I lost the baby, Nadine’s mama took care of me for about a week. Then she told me I needed to buck up, get tough, and go get myself a life. She put me on a bus to West Bay so fast my head was spinning.

She’d told me to call Nadine, have her pick me up at the bus station, and see about getting me set up in that fancy strip club she worked at.

I didn’t think they’d want me, considering how I looked.

But Carmen Salazar had taken one look at me when I gotto Cinnamon House, the residence Carmen put girls who were considering taking part in her sugar baby-style auction, and taken me upstairs for a makeover.

When she was finished, I hadn’t even recognized myself. I had been hiding under thick makeup and overly big clothing for so long, that I’d forgotten how I actually looked.

That had all happened a while ago now, and tonight was my first night on my own as a hostess. I’d been shadowing Glory and Daisy, two of the best hostesses at the club. But tonight was a test of sorts.

I blew out a breath slowly, trying to calm myself down. I knew I looked like I didn’t care much about anything, but I did deep down. It was just easier to not to get hurt if I distanced myself from everything and everyone. So, I usually put on kind of a bitchy front to protect myself.

“Ray Ann?”

I fought to keep from rolling my eyes. Ihatedmy real name, but Carmen thought Jelly was too weird, and she was the boss.

“Right here,” I called out as Madeline, a stripper who looked like a Barbie doll and was one of my roommates at Cinnamon House, finished my makeup and hair.