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Authors name: Anon Sacto (anoninsac@yahoo.com)
Story title : Brothel Trip, The
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The Brothel Trip (MF+ FF prostitution)
By Anon Sacto (anoninsac@yahoo.com)
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The author is new at this and would appreciate
CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. At anoninsac@yahoo.com.
WARNINGS: This story contains material of a sexual
nature. The story depicts consensual sexual activity
between men and women, or women and women. If you live
in a backward society, like the United States or Iran,
in which it is illegal for you to know about sex or read
sexual materials immediately delete this from your
computer and scourge yourself with a whip for having any
sexual thoughts.
If you are under the age of 18 please pretend you don't
know about sex and continue to get each other pregnant in
increasing numbers so that we continue to have young
single mothers raising children. Don't learn about safe
sex or contraception, as these are tools of the devil.
Please do not masturbate while reading this story in
public places as this can excite the authorities into
rash conduct and result in grave consequences for you.
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The Brothel Trip
It was a beautiful fall morning when I arrived in Reno.
The skies had been swept clean and clear by rain the
previous night. The air was cool and brisk, the early
morning sun brilliant. I checked into the hotel, dropped
my bags in the room and headed downstairs for the first
day of my company's annual strategic planning meeting.
Sitting through the boring details of capital ratios and
budgets, the day seemed to stretch on forever. I had a
peculiar restless feeling in my stomach because I knew I
was only thirty minutes from some of the best brothels in
the world, Madam Kitty's, Kit Kat, Moonlight Bunny Ranch,
and Sagebrush Ranch.
Let's start at the beginning. When I had found out I was
going to Reno for the meeting I began researching
entertainment on the web. By happenstance, I ran across a
web site on the ranches. I had never been to a Nevada
brothel before.
The more I read, the more I knew I HAD to experience this
once myself. When I was in the Air Force I had traveled
all over. I'd been to Southeast Asia where the women ran
hot and cold in the streets. I'd been to Germany and
Amsterdam where the profession is legal and respected.
The local brothel where I lived in Germany, Anabellahaus,
was also the disco and gasthaus. I still remember window-
shopping in the famous red light district of Amsterdam.
But I'd never been to the legal facilities in Nevada.
Here I was in Reno and all the months of fantasizing were
coming to fruition. All day, as various people droned on,
I was thinking about the women I was going to meet.
Visions of blondes, brunettes and redheads in Victoria's
Secret outfits danced in my mind.
The meetings wrapped up in the afternoon and we all
adjourned to the bar for some drinks and 'networking.'
Several guys were standing over by a window that looked
out over Lake Tahoe. It was a magnificent view, snow
capped mountains, brilliant white clouds, tall pine trees
and azure water. The subject of the Mustang Ranch came
up.
Even though none of the guys had ever been there, a very
detailed discussion followed. Umm, how did they know all
this and never been there? Umm, specific girls, prices,
and 'war' stories were discussed but nobody had been
there. I asked about the Carson City ranches and didn't
learn much.
After an hour we all headed into the restaurant for
dinner. I was sitting next to our VP of Human Resources.
Lisa is an attractive lady, early thirties with short
blond hair, and a shapely body. She certainly not a model
but is an attractive lady. In guy talk, I wouldn't mind
doing her.
Anyway, she's married and with all the harassment laws,
it's professional death to come on to a co-worker
anymore. Even though I had a few glasses of Cabernet, I
wasn't thinking sex. Ok, I'm a guy and I was thinking
sex, but only in a general way.
About half way through dinner, Lisa leaned over and said
quietly, "I overheard you guys talking about the
Mustang." I didn't choke on the wine only because I was
so shocked. The muscles kind of froze where they were.
Finally, I finished swallowing. 'Oh shit,' I'm thought.
'I'm about to get fired.'
"Yeah, I think somebody did say something," lamely. I
covertly looked around and saw that everyone else was
involved in his or her own conversations. Nobody else was
listening, whew.
"It was more than that, wasn't it?" Lisa smiled. "I mean,
it seemed like a very detailed discussion."
Jeez. What's going on? Is she going to bust everybody?
"Well, maybe. I mean I wasn't paying much attention,"
even more lamely.
"You weren't? I thought I heard you asking a question."
Some people were now turning toward us. "We can talk
about it later."
My mind was in turmoil the rest of dinner. Thoughts of
how I was going to explain away a bunch of guys talking
about brothels without ever admitting that we were
talking about brothels went through my mind. Dinner
certainly didn't taste all that wonderful anymore. After
dinner, Lisa made sure she was by my side as we all filed
out. Heading up the elevator not a thing was said. I
stepped off while the others continued. Good! She's not
following. I turned and there she was following me out.
Oh no. I mumbled, "I thought you were on the ninth
floor?"
"Oh, yes. But we were going to talk remember," she said
still smiling.
I stopped in the hall. "Yes, that's right." I was
standing there with my hands in my pockets not able to
think of a thing to do.
Taking my arm and turning me around, "Silly. We can't
just stand here in the hall. Let's go to your room."
Once in my room, I tried to appear at ease. I'm sure I
failed. You know that feeling you had as a kid when you
get busted dead to rights. You know you're going to get
it. You know there's nothing you can do. You just sit
there waiting for the world to end like a deer in the
headlights of the semi truck.
She broke the ice. "Look, I heard you guys talking about
the Mustang ranch and I heard you asking about the
brothels in Carson City. So quit trying to act innocent."
Christ, the jig is up. I'm cooked. "I'm not asking as the
HR person. I'm not trying to get everyone in trouble.
Really, I'm just curious."
Salvation? Oh Lord, let it be true. "Oh, ok. I don't know
that much. Just what I've read and heard."
"Have you ever been?" she asked nonchalantly looking down
at her fingers.
"No, I haven't."
Her head came up. "C'mon, tell me the truth," her eyes
bored into me.
"No really, I haven't. There's this site on the Internet
and I read about them. But I've never been," letting my
runaway mouth get he better of me in my rush to not get
busted.
"Surfing the web about brothels? Why were you doing
that?"
Busted. "I wasn't searching. I was just reading." She
just stared at me. Daring me to continue what was so
obviously a lie. Damn, I wish I could lie well. I stared
back knowing anything I said would be held against me.
The only thing I wanted held against me were beautiful
breasts attached to a beautiful woman.
"Do they let women visit the ranches?" Lisa asked almost
lightly, trying to sound unconcerned perhaps and looking
down again. Now my mind was really racing. She's married.
She can't be asking about going herself. She looked up
and had a small smile on her face. I couldn't read that
smile. Maybe she's bi. Does she want to go herself?
"No." (Pause. Shit. I've put my foot in it again.) "What
I mean is from what I've read they only let in couples."
"Well," Lisa said after a moment of silence and putting
her hand on my arm. "You'll just have to come with me."
Watching me, she laughed. "You should see the look on
your face right now."
"Christ Lisa. What am I supposed to think?"
"That you're going to have a great time. And don't start
pulling any crap about you don't do this. You didn't do
all that research for nothing. You didn't ask those
questions for nothing."
"Lisa, I've never been to the brothels. That's the God's
honest truth."
"But you are planning to go. Aren't you?" accusatively
eyeing me. She noticed the jump. "I knew it. I've told
you my secret. Now you be straight. Fess up," once again
smiling.
"Ok. I was kind of planning to maybe run down and just
see what they are like. I mean, its just curiosity. I
wasn't going to do anything. You know, go to the bar and
have a drink and look around. Just curiosity," I said.
She just looked at me with that little smile. "You know.
You really don't lie well."
"Ok. Yes. I was maybe going to go down to Carson City and
visit one of the ranches."
Lisa smiled and stood, "Let's go."
Feeling like the world had just gone slightly out of
kilter, I stood and off we went down the elevator, out to
the garage and into her car. Within minutes I was sitting
in her car heading south on 395. I still couldn't believe
I was heading to a Carson City brothel to get laid with a
VP I worked with. I was sitting there trying to think of
something to say, unsuccessfully, when Lisa broke the
ice. She asked me to tell her everything I knew about the
ranches.
I explained about how it's all negotiated prices and
services, not fixed price. Each girl sets her own price
and the depth of your wallet is the limit. How guys get a
line up in the parlor but they take couples to a private
room and bring the girls in one at a time. How much it
would probably cost if we negotiated a fair price. How
they'd have girls of all types, young and old, blondes
and redheads, petite and valkyries, good looking and not
so good looking.
She talked about her likes and dislikes and what she was
looking for in the party. We decided that we'd want at
least two hours. I was thinking maybe three hours in one
of the Jacuzzi rooms but wasn't sure I could afford that.
Lisa said we were going Dutch. Wow. I was starting to get
that feeling in Mr. Willie.
Before I knew it we had entered Carson City. A few
minutes later we turned east on highway 50 and headed out
of Carson City. Man, time flies when you're fantasizing.
I had directions but no map. I was worried that I
couldn't find the brothels.
I mean, out here in nowhere and no good directions.
Wouldn't that be great? I bring Lisa out here to get laid
and can't find the place. I got that dreadful feeling
that I was going to screw this up and not only miss a
great lay but wind up looking like a doofus. I was
frantically, while trying to appear calm and composed,
watching every road and lane we passed to make sure we
didn't pass the place.
A few miles outside of Carson City we crested a hill and
bang, I see these bright neon lights from a mile away. I
expected the brothels to be hidden, not lit up like Times
Square. Oh, I guess this isn't going to be so difficult.
We turned onto Kit Kat Lane and found the parking lot.
I was both nervous and excited at once. There they were
Kit Kat, Madam Kitty's and the Sagebrush ranch all
clustered around the parking lot. The three brothels were
within a few yards of each other. Goddamn! The Disneyland
of sex for men. Oops. With Lisa sitting beside me I
realized this is Disneyland for sex for both genders.
Everything I had read over the past months about these
places was running through my mind.
"Well," Lisa said. "We're here. I'm nervous. How about
you?"
"Yeah. I've got major butterflies," I said laughing. Man,
that was an understatement. I was so nervous I doubted I
could walk up the ramp yet alone get a hard on once I got
there. If I'd been alone, there's a good chance I would
have backed out and driven back to Reno. But, with an
attractive woman sitting next to me, I had to be cool.
Couldn't let her see that I was scared.
"Let's go before I change my mind," Lisa said voicing my
exact thoughts. I got out of the car and my knees didn't
buckle. Good sign. We headed up the ramp to the
Sagebrush. The gate was locked and I pushed the button
twice. I read that 'old hands' always pushed twice. We
were buzzed in and walked up the ramp.
At the front door a woman greeted us and quickly ushered
us through the parlor and down the hall into one of the
Jacuzzi rooms. I was sure from her look that my two-
button push hadn't fooled her. We looked like rookies.
The Jacuzzi room was quite nice. It had a large bed, deep
pile carpet and a large Jacuzzi sunk into the floor with
a tile area surrounding the tub. It was almost tastefully
done.
Once in the room we settled down on the sofa and the
manager asked, "What can I do for you tonight?"
I mumbled something, caught me breath and said, "We'd
like to spend some time with one of the ladies."
Sometimes I can be a brilliant conversationalist, now
wasn't one of the times. Looking at our hands she noticed
Lisa's ring and I guess assumed we were married to each
other.
"Is there anything in particular you'd like. We have many
ladies who would love to spend some time with you." Lisa
and I had talked about what we wanted on the way up and
she quickly went through our desires. Me, I just wanted
to get laid by a beautiful woman so she had no trouble
summarizing my desires. The manager left and a few
seconds later in came a beautiful woman. She was about
5'5 and had short red hair. I'd guess she was about 25,
the age when a woman blossoms into full sensuality. She
was quite pretty with a womanly body. I was a goner. I've
got a thing for redheads.
She introduced herself as Sheridan. I sat unable to say
anything while she and Lisa talked. Before I knew it Lisa
was handing over a credit card and Sheridan was asking me
to drop my pants. Embarrassed I did so. She looked at my
package and explained that they were required to check
all men for health reasons. She started to leave to run
the card and said we should get in the Jacuzzi and she'd
be right back.
There I was standing with my pants around my ankles and
Lisa looking at me. I was already feeling dumb when she
burst into laughter. First turning red, then realizing
how silly I looked I started laughing too. The tension
evaporated. I started pulling off my clothes while Lisa
did the same. She looked better without the clothes than
she did in clothes.
Starting with those beautiful hooters surmounted by large
and now very hard nipples, my eyes traveled down over
belly to the tuft of hair between her legs. My eyes kept
sweeping down then up. She was a real woman, complete and
very sensual. The electric anticipation was really
kicking in now. I'm going to get laid by TWO beautiful
women.
We jumped into the tub. In a few seconds Sheridan showed
up with the credit card receipt, which Lisa signed.
Sheridan slipped out and back in no time. She stood by
the tub and slowly removed her clothes although she
wasn't wearing much. The tension was really building, but
this time it was erotic tension. I was hard as a rock.
Sheridan poured herself into the tub with us. We talked
for a while getting comfortable with an occasional hand
or foot rubbing or touching some place or other.
After a little while Sheridan had moved close to Lisa. I
saw Lisa's eyes close and her head tilt back and she let
out a soft mewl deep in her throat. Damn, I wish the
water wasn't in the way.
"Let's get dry," Sheridan whispered.
I bounded out of the tub and headed for the bed with
little willy pointing the way while thinking, 'I don't
want those ladies dry, I want them wet.' Lisa and
Sheridan took their time drying each other off. God, but
it was erotic watching two women rubbing each other. They
joined me on the bed. We'd had appetizers, now on to the
first course.
It turned out to be me watching as these two women went
at it. My raging stiffy would not go away. I tried to
watch every touch and kiss and lick trying to learn
something. In truth, I was so entranced watching and the
effect on me was so profound that I was almost in a dream
state. After Lisa had what looked to be a tremendous
orgasm, they finally fell apart gasping.
I was nearly as exhausted as the girls and I hadn't done
anything except fight to keep my hand off my member. I
didn't want to waste my cum in my hand. I wanted to umm,
share it with the women.
Sheridan recovered first. She looked at me and crawled
over to my lap. She had me lay back as she played with my
dick. She slipped a condom over me and took me into her
mouth. I'll skip the details but it was heaven.
While I was moaning Sheridan climbed up and mounted me.
Lisa had recovered by now had rolled over and was
alternating between licking my nipples and kissing me and
occasionally kissing Sheridan as she pounded away on my
dick. A condom usually makes me very slow but with two
beautiful women working I erupted. After I'd calmed down,
Sheridan went and got a warm cloth and cleaned me up.
We cuddled for a while and talked. Something quite
unusual happened. I never lost my erection. It got a
little soft but didn't ever go away. I never had that
happen before. God I was aroused. Sheridan asked Lisa if
I was always like that.
Lisa answered, "I don't know. We aren't married to each
other." I nearly choked again. This woman kept surprising
me. I was beginning to think she was doing it on purpose.
Sheridan looked surprised but took it all in stride. We
had to explain to her how the hell we wound up together
in a brothel. She smiled a mischievous smile and said
since this was really a special day she'd have to make it
a day to remember.
She rolled over to Lisa and started kissing her. Then she
pulled Lisa over on top and into a 69. As I watched,
Sheridan motioned to me to come over. She spread Lisa's
lips and smiled and winked. I got behind Lisa and
Sheridan guided my dick into Lisa. As I entered, Sheridan
went back to licking. Lisa threw back her head and
moaned.
It wasn't as easy as it sounds because I had to be
careful not to bang Sheridan's head while I banged Lisa
so I didn't get deep. With me fucking her while Sheridan
licked, Lisa was bucking like a bronco. She moaned and
bucked until I came again and fell back on the bed.
Sheridan quickly came up for air and went to get more
towels. She cleaned both of us up. Two incredible orgasms
and I was wasted. Lisa lay back the flush slowly
disappearing from her chest.
We rested for a while and climbed back into the Jacuzzi.
We talked and laughed. Much too soon a voice came over
the speaker; our time was up.
"Would you like to extend the party?" Sheridan asked.
I looked at Lisa, "I'm wasted. I don't think I'll be any
good."
She agreed so we begged off. We all dried off and
dressed. Sheridan walked us to the front where she gave
me a hug and turned to Lisa and hugged her as well.
Several men in the parlor were looking at us and as they
realized I was there with my 'wife' and had just had a
threesome I could see the looks of jealousy and envy
cross their faces.
We walked out into the cold air. It was a shock to come
from an atmosphere of heat and sensuality where time
seemed to disappear into the cold night air of mundane
reality.
On the way back to Reno we both sat with our thoughts and
emotions. As we approached Reno, Lisa said, "Thank you
for taking me. I could never do that with my husband. I
die if he knew that I had a fantasy about women."
"My pleasure. I assure you. And Lisa, you might be wrong
about that. He might like it just as much as you."
"Promise me that you'll never tell anyone at work that we
were together tonight."
"Absolutely," I answered. "And the same here." She smiled
and nodded.
When we parked, Lisa leaned over and kissed me; a deep
passionate kiss that had me tingly. "That was thanks. And
also a last kiss. Tonight never happened. Ok?"
"Yes, I understand. Thank you for the most memorable
night of my life," I said.
It was almost midnight as I crawled through my door and
collapsed on the bed. I lay there for a while a broad
smile on my face.
Tomorrow I would return to earth. Tonight, I was
blissfully floating in paradise...
THE END
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