Clubrooms Diary novel Chapter 9

MADDIE

May 8th 2018

I'm kneeling in front of a middle-aged man sucking his dick wearing nothing but a thong. He's asked for the room to be fully lit with its white light.

"You have the most beautiful brown skin I have ever seen." He told me like I was a rare breed.

I mean yeah, sure. I'm the only dark-skinned girl here and I love that for me. It means I get to have a group of men for myself who want some chocolate loving and only I can offer them that. 

Anyway so...

I applied at Clubrooms because I'm a big fan of sex, I love being fucked! But it's men like this twit who have me questioning my sanity and wondering what the fuck am I up to? Sure, I love feeling like a sex goddess driving the men crazy and yes the money is outstanding. If I wanted to I could own my house in a year. But I'm twenty-two years of age and nobody ain't got time to adult right now. I love to party and sometimes I tend to party too hard snorting a few white lines with dollar bills which equals too much of a good time. Have you ever gotten so high outta your mind and had amazing crazy sex? I can guarantee you once you try it you won't be able to deny it. Some things in life are taken for granted.

For example our youth.

Can you truly tell me that you don't regret living your life to the fullest, sexually?

That you can look at your husband and say 'yes' I am happy?

Or do you sometimes wish you lived a more carefree life and explored more?

You see, I don't want to be in my mid-thirties looking at my husband while we lay in bed at night with him snoring the roof off thinking I wasted my life. We only get one shot at it and I plan on fulfilling it with dicks and parties. 

I don't need to be some hotshot doctor to feel like my life has made the world a better place because I know my body makes a difference where it counts and I take home twice as much as they do just for lying on my back or kneeling before them.  

"Fuck yeah!" He grunts loudly as he continues to thrust in my mouth.

I sigh, gagging, being brought back to existence 

"Tell me you love it." He moans. "Tell me my cocks big and you want it." 

"I fucking hate it! Your cocks about as small as my little finger and you wonder why your wife won't touch you." I mumble with my mouth full of dick. 

He's so fucking high on reaching his climax he didn't even bother to pull out. So I'm free to mumble whatever I like and he wouldn't have understood me. His cock jerks once, twice, and I know he's about to cum. I pull away but pulls my hair and he forces my head further towards him and cums ferociously in my mouth. 

"Swallow it, you little whore!" His body shudders from his orgasm. 

I fucking hate the taste of old seedy cum and I refuse to swallow when men are over the age of thirty-seven.

Cum flows from my lips, down my face. 

His hands move from my hair down to my jaw, he squeezes his hand and forces my mouth open.

"Thought I fucking told you to swallow." He growls as he scoops his semen up with his fingers and forcefully sticks it back in my mouth. 

I clamp down on his fingers with my teeth. He howls like a little bitch as I uppercut him right in his saggy nutsacks. 

Occasionally I feel like I should be the one paying them. My heart always skips a beat when they stand as naked as the day their mother gave birth to them before me. I should really thank her one of these days. 

And what will you say, Maddie?

"Oh hey, My names Maddie. I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for creating two kinky twin men who are stallions in the bedroom, at the same time may I add." While giving her the odd wink.

Yeah no, that won't work. 

I walk into the changing room and one of the showers are already occupied. I faintly hear light sobbing as the water hits the tiles. I don't go out of my way making it my business to know the girls here. The way I see it they're my competition and yes I've heard the saying.

"Keep your friends close and your enemies closer."

Fun fact.

I don't have any friends. I like to keep my circle as small as I possibly can, less drama that way. I'm more of a lone ranger and that's how I like it.

I finish thoroughly washing and grooming myself. I dry myself off, lathering on the sweetest scented body lotion the club supplies. I pull on my lacy robe and leave the room. I see Caddie standing in the hallway and it takes all the will power I can summon not to violently shoulder bump her. She's my biggest competition in the house. I mean shit Maddie and Caddie? Clearly, she could've come up with a different name. Bitch might as well be me. I continue walking towards my room and...

Well hello there, Mals talking to a Tall cup of white coffee. He pulls her into him and whispers something in her ear before he drags her back into the room. I'm not a huge fan of Mal there's something about her I just can't quite put my finger on, I feel like there is more to our sweet mal then what she is telling us and I'm going to make it my mission to find out. These girls will learn to fall in line where I'm concerned whether they like it or not. 

I enter my room and dim it of its bright light. Their Cologne fills up the room and my pussy purrs to life