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Ten A.M. the following morning, I am walking into one of the most lavish day spas in the tri-state area—The Pink Kitty, an exclusive “for wealthy women only” spa—for my monthly spa treatment. From their five-thousand-dollar Evian baths to their exclusive Bee Venom and Umo 24-carat gold facials to their diamond and ruby manicures and two-thousand-dollar-an-hour Pink massage—The Pink Kitty not only caters to the pampering needs of its wealthy clientele, but provides other deliciously decadent services that feed the libido and quenches one’s thirst for secret lesbian trysts.
Every woman who walks through their doors walks out refreshed, relaxed, and glowing from erotic release. With its soothing music, soft pink lighting, pink walls, plush pink carpet, pink floral arrangements and white Italian leather sofas and pink leather cubes for seating, The Pink Kitty surrounds its clients with femininity as scantily-clad female hosts, or servers, mill about ensuring each card-carrying member is being handled with the utmost care as they sip on the finest champagnes and herbal teas while nibbling on imported caviar or strawberries coated in the richest, sweetest, darkest chocolate in the world while they mull over an extensive list of spa services.
Today, I am foregoing the traditional spa treatments and finger-and-toe-sucking manicures and pedicures offered for something a lot more sexually gratifying. Their signature Pink-Six is what I have come for, and will be coming from. Three women, three sets of hands massaging and kneading and caressing every inch of my body with special attention being focused on stimulating my clit & G-spot, and flooding my pussy with pleasure. For eighteen hundred dollars, I will be given an hour-and-a-half worth of titillating, toe-curling orgasms.
Ooh, there’s nothing like a day at The Pink Kitty.
“Miasha, darrrrling,” the mocha-colored, latex-clad salon manager—a very sexy Korean and black woman with perky breasts and a well-toned body, purrs as she greets me with cheek-to-cheek air-kisses. “You look fabulous as always, darrrling.”
I smile, stepping back to take her in. “Ooh, and so do you, Lakita.” I eye her from head-to-toe. Lakita Lee is drop-dead gorgeous. At fifty, she doesn’t look a day over thirty, thanks to an array of aestheticians and plastic surgeons she keeps on speed dial. I smile, taking in her attire. She’s wearing a short, pink latex dress with a pair of thigh-high latex boots. My gaze locks onto her plunging neckline, showcasing her double Ds, then eases down to her pierced navel. The diamond necklace around her neck sparkles brilliantly underneath the glow of the lights. She slowly turns. The back of her skintight dress has two cutout holes, giving me full of view of her plump ass. She has a curled pink tongue with a cherry on its tip tattooed on her left cheek. “Oh, my. You look good enough to eat.”
I reach for my second flute of champagne as she turns back to me, tossing her glossy black hair over her shoulder with the flick of her head. A sly grin curves her pink-painted lips as she slinks a hand up her dress. “Oh, I am, darrrling.” She brazenly dips a slender, manicured finger into her honey-pot. My mouth and pussy start to water as I shamelessly watch as she stirs her juices. A slight moan escapes her mouth as she eases her finger out of her slit, then places it up to her lips. “Mmmm, yummy. Perhaps I’ll give you a sample a little later.”
I lift my flute. “To endless possibilities.”
She takes a flute from a sterling silver tray as a sever waltzes by. “And never-ending orgasms.”
“Ooh, I like the sound of that.”
Our glasses clink.
Three
Thirty minutes later, after twenty minutes of luxuriating in the sauna, I am stepping out of a steamy shower into my personal chamber—one of many individual rooms assigned to clients to ensure their privacy—wrapped in a luxurious pink robe, being greeted by a gorgeous, naked woman with, smooth chestnut-colored skin, standing in a pair of red ankle-strap stiletto Louboutins.
Her hair is cut short and sassy with streaks of blonde highlights. Her breasts are full with large, thick, pierced nipples. There’s a large, round bed in the center of the room. Large oil paintings of pierced tongues, labias, and clits done in hues of pinks and purples adorn the hot pink walls. “Hello, Miasha.” She greets me with a slight Spanish accent. “I am Anya, one of your masseuses for today. You can remove your robe, then lie down on your stomach.”
I smile, untying my robe.
Her sparkling green eyes drink in every inch of my Pilates and gym-sculpted body as my robe slides off my shoulders and drops to the floor. She licks her lips, keeping her gaze on me as I walk over to the bed, crawl onto the middle of it, then lay on my stomach.
My body shivers in eagerness as the mattress dips from the weight of Anya. She hasn’t even touched me, yet, and my pussy lips are already quivering. I inhale her spicy scent, pressing my aching clit into the cool white sheets, wanting…no, needing, instant relief.
“Relax,” she says, her breath warm and tickly on my flesh. “You have a beautiful ass.” She softly brushes a hand over each cheek, then lightly grazes her fingertips over them. I moan. “It’s so soft. I can’t wait to slide my tongue in it. Spread your legs.”
I gasp as she inches between my thighs, drizzling warm, scented oil over my skin. Her soft hands melt into my flesh, massaging the kinks, gliding all over—neck, shoulders, back, ass, hamstrings, calves, soles of my feet, then back up again. Her warm, oily hands leave my body slick. She parts my ass cheeks, mounts me, then grinds her clit onto my tailbone, her breasts pressed flat against my back.
“Oooh, the crack of your ass feels so good on my clit. I’m gonna cum into your crack and then lick your ass.” I wind my hips. The heat from her pussy warming my ass causes sparks to ignite between my own legs. She reaches under me, cups a hand over my own throbbing sex and fingers me.
“And your pussy’s so wet.”
“Oooh, yes.” I match her thrusts, humping and pumping. I can feel her heartbeat thumping, racing with intent, against my back. She is on the verge of climax. “Yes, come on me. Oooh, yes, let me feel your hot juices splash on my ass and drip down into my asshole. Oooh, yesss…give it to me…”
She grunts. Her fingers rapidly dip in and out of my slick heat as she rides my ass, grinding her clit into me as if it were a dick. I clench my thighs and ass cheeks together. She keeps humping me until her body trembles and warm cream creeps out of her pussy, and slides into the crack of my ass. She trembles for a few seconds, catches her breath, then lifts up from me, sliding down between my opened legs and pulling open my ass. Her warm tongue slithers in a line up my crack, licking up and down, lapping up her juices. Then she slowly circles my asshole with the tip of her tongue.
I bite into my bottom lip, surrendering, giving into the intense sensation as she works her heated tongue into my asshole. My hips begin to pump, slowly grinding my clit into the mattress.
“Uhhh…oooh, yes…”
My moans begin to echo around the sparsely furnished room as an orgasm swells, then gushes out of me.
“Turn over,” she says low and husky, her voice thick with desire. “It’s time for you to get your money’s worth. Are you ready?”
I turn over on my back, my heart racing, my pussy pulsing. “Yes. Give it to me. All of it.”
I draw my legs
up to my chest and clasp the back of my knees, spreading open my cum-sodden cunt and giving the sexy Latina ample access to my sweet treasure. With eager fingers, she spreads open my lush, swollen lips and plunges her tongue inside.
