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.