A Chinese in the Red-Light District

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“Karen, that’s wondrous! I’m so proud – dean’s list three times running “… of course I pulled over.

You ken I don’t relish to verbalize on the phone while driving. No, just picked up some dry cleaning … no, Daddy’s working tardy … I was just peregrinating home for another supper alone. Thanks – dote you, additionally!”

Vivienne Wu hung up and, for the first time descried her circumventions, Willow Grove’s notorious red light district. When her daughter had called, she had ceased on Pepper Street. With the tinted glass of her convertible, it was infeasible for pedestrians to discern who was driving.

“Fortuitous for me,” Vivienne thought amusedly, as her hand went to the gearshift. “It wouldn’t do for Officer Flynn to cerebrate Colin was probing for ‘action’ at five o’clock in the evening!”

A tap at her window caught her attention. Unnoticed, someone had sidled up to the driver’s side and was now peering in vain to make out the driver.

Automatically out of politeness, Vivienne pushed the down button for the window. “She’ll optically discern it’s a woman and peregrinate away,” she mentally conceived.

As the tinted glass rolled down, Vivienne was struck by the prostitute’s stunning appearance. Proximately six feet tall in ludicrously high heels, the tan woman had luxuriant titian hair that cascaded past her bottom. Her tresses were longer than her fluorescent tangerine dress, which clung to her curves as though painted on.

An effulgent lime-green shoulder bag dangled from the woman’s left wrist, and a svelte ebony bidi cigarette wisped smoke between her tenuous fingers. This was the most sensuous person of either sex Vivienne had ever visually perceived.

“Hello,” she smiled, a little crookedly. “I am Manuela. You relish?”

“He-hello,” Vivienne hesitated. “Affirmative…I…like…”

Manuela bent to bring her face through the open window. Her scent, strawberries and citrus, wafted over Vivienne, like waves on a beach.

“Mmmm…you are Chinese?”

Vivienne could only mutely nod.

“I’ve never had a Chinese woman afore,” Manuela whispered, as she brought her full lips to Vivienne’s cheek.

“Please – please get in,” Vivienne managed, hoarsely. Manuela brushed her painted lips lightly over Vivienne’s mouth. Vivienne involuntarily closed her ocular perceivers, knuckles white on the steering wheel. The tan woman’s orange lacquered fingernails brushed Vivienne’s flaming cheek. The fragrance of the vanilla-flavoured tobacco on Manuela’s breath exhilarated Vivienne.

“I cerebrate I will,” Manuela breathed.

Opening her ocular perceivers, Vivienne couldn’t abstract her optical discernment from Manuela’s form, as she slunk sinuously to the passenger’s side.

Closing her door, Manuela simply took Vivienne’s face in both her hands and osculated her full on the mouth. Tongues intertwined and probed, duelling in an amorous contest with both emerging victorious. Vivienne couldn’t abstain from moaning from deep in her throat as illegal bahis the exquisite sensations surmounted her.

She conclusively broke the osculation, to regain her breath and composure.

“Wow.”

“I relished that,” admitted Manuela. “Where can we go?”

Vivienne considered. She didn’t feel right inviting Manuela to her domicile, and she didn’t ken her well enough yet to invite herself to Manuela’s place.

“Let’s go to the Cosmopolitan.”

“But that’s in Central City!”

“It’s twenty minutes on the Interstate. They make a terrific Caesar,” Vivienne cringed as she auricularly discerned herself endeavouring to minimize verbalize with this erotic creature.

Manuela grinned.

“Why not?”

The sleek ebony BMW sped away into the crepuscule.

“Baby, I’m gonna show you the time of your life…”

There seemed to be no congruous replication, so Vivienne kept her silence until they approached the hotel.

“Shall we victual first?” asked Vivienne politely, as they pulled into the parking area. She blushed furiously as Manuela only leered at her in reply.

“You ken what I betoken!”

“Business afore delectation, honey.”

“All right. I’ve never done this afore, you ken.”

“Leave it to me.” Manuela got out and circumnavigated to Vivienne’s window. “I’ll be right back.”

Five minutes later, she returned with a key.

“I promise you, this is going to be genuinely special,” smiled Manuela.

Hand in hand, like it, was the most natural thing in the world, the women strolled into the luxury hotel. They took the elevator, fingers still clasped, eyeing each other with mutual interest and curiosity.

Manuela opened the door for Vivienne and ushered her in, hand in the minute of her back. She closed it quietly abaft them, fumbling for a moment in her purse.

Breathing deeply, Vivienne took in a glance around the room, nodding her approbation.

When her ocular perceivers eventually returned to her sultry companion, she was shocked to visually perceive Manuela, hip outslung, brandishing handcuffs and a chained insignia on her index finger!

“Okay, sweetie, don’t make this any harder on yourself than it requires to be. You’re under apprehension. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you verbalize can be…”

The words blurred together. Vivienne could only cerebrate numbly of the scandal as her hands were manacled abaft her. What would Colin verbalize?

“You don’t mind if I pat you down, honey?” Manuela asked, half-apologetically. “I’m contrite, it’s regulations.”

Vivienne shut her ocular perceivers tightly and shook her head. On the verge of tears, she didn’t trust herself to verbalize.

Manuela grinned, fished a white-and-red tin from her handbag. She popped a couple of round white mints into her mouth and rubbed her hands together.

Vivienne flinched scarcely at the contact of her warm hand on her neck. Despite herself, Vivienne trembled with exhilaration and arousal.

From illegal bahis siteleri abaft her, Manuela slipped Vivienne’s blazer off her shoulders, and let it slip down to her bound wrists. Gently, she moved her hands over Vivienne’s shoulders, her arms and her torso.

The Chinese woman stiffened abruptly when she felt Manuela’s hands cup her sizably voluminous, firm breasts.

“You are very exhilarated by this, affirmative?”

Bewildered, Vivienne didn’t ken what to do. Practised fingers tease her nipples, rigid from fear and arousal. Manuela felt Vivienne involuntarily respond to her physical contact. She perpetuated her examination, letting her palms linger over those marvellous tits afore uncapping them.

“What do we have here?” she asked rhetorically, as she unbuttoned the front of Vivienne’s blouse. “Oh, concealed weapons?”

She nimbly unclasped the front of Vivienne’s frilly ebony bra.

“Hmmm, this calls for a more proximate look.”

Vivienne couldn’t avail but open her ocular perceivers at that. She gaped as she optically canvassed the top of that luxuriant mane bend toward her bosom. Now, she could smell the vigorous odour of peppermint on Manuela’s breath. Thermal halitus seemed to sear her unclad breast. She felt her mouth work spasmodically, as a gelid/spicy tongue burned the tip of her nipple.

Manuela expertly teased Vivienne’s brown nipples to rock-hard attention, her hands sensuously playing over her own body under Vivienne’s rapt gaze. Her hazel ocular perceivers caught Vivienne’s and she winked seductively, rolling her tongue lasciviously between half-open lips.

Fascinated, Vivienne optically canvassed as Manuela gradually knelt, and facilitated a finger into her mouth, moistening it. With her other hand, she unfastened Vivienne’s skirt while her helpless captive reflexively moved her hips towards her physical contact. They were so proximate to each other Vivienne could optically discern Manuela’s pupils dilate as her gaze lingered approvingly on her toned thighs.

As the skirt dropped to the carpet, Manuela utilized her wet finger to draw down the elastic of Vivienne’s panties. She noted with gratification that the standing woman’s juices liberatingly flowed from a dripping pussy. She elongated her tongue as far as she could, to tease the dark folds apart so their glistening moisture could perpetuate to please her ocular perceiver.

Mesmerized, Vivienne stifled a moan as she optically canvassed Manuela impishly wrinkle her nasal perceiver while lapping at her salivating cunt. With her apparel dangling abaft her from bound arms, she somehow felt more unclad than had she been plenarily unclad. Manuela’s peppermint-laced tongue felt like a red-sultry poker against her oozing snatch. She had to have more of that electric tongue, or explode!

“C’mon over here, sugar. Mama needs better – uh, light,” Manuela panted. She towed her compliant charge to the king-sized bed.

Compliantly, Vivienne sat and splayed her canlı bahis siteleri legs for Manuela. The brown woman bent and caressed Vivienne’s feet, still clad in stylish ebony pumps, afore crossing her arms and pulling her orange spandex dress over her head to reveal a magnificent body, toffee-coloured all over.

Vivienne’s ocular perceivers widened as she optically discerned Manuela’s bleached blonde pubic hair. She licked her lips in anticipation as Manuela swung her long legs onto the bed.

“What do you cerebrate of my ‘special’ treatment?” Manuela asked, lightly raking her own body with long nails. She kittenishly pouted for Vivienne, hands cupping the opulent mounds of her golden breasts.

“You were right, it is very special…” purred Vivienne into her auditory perceiver. Hands still abaft her, she bent to take the tip of Manuela’s left breast into her hungry mouth.

The hard lozenge of flesh was the most astronomically immense Vivienne had ever visually perceived. The pink pyramid was plenarily an inch long, and its resilience felt divine between Vivienne’s teeth. She savoured the dewy moistness adorning the turgid nipple even as she gobbled avariciously. Vivienne could taste the saccharinity of tobacco on Manuela’s body. It exhilarated her outlandishly…

Vivienne was gratified to feel Manuela’s body writhe in reaction to her ministrations. She felt plenarily dominated as Manuela clutched her hair with her left hand, and utilized her right to guide Vivienne’s mouth to her own for an osculation.

Cumbersomely hefty-lidded with concupiscence, her ocular perceivers rolled back in her head and conclusively shut. Peppermint ardency flooding her mouth and her senses. The sultry tongue probed acquisitively, danced enticingly with her own, then thrust insistently. The two women moaned in concert as the heat of their lovemaking reached pyrexia pitch.

Hands still chained together, Vivienne nuzzled Manuela’s damp sex as well as she could, urging herself forwards with elbows and shoulders.

“Ooooohh, mmmm, baby…” Manuela sighed, shifting her thighs to clamp gently on Vivienne’s head to afford her better access. “That’s it – oh, yeah!”

Vivienne salivated as she warmed to her task, Manuela’s lush muskiness washing over her agog nasal discerner, her cheek, her chin.

Unencumbered, Manuela utilized her fingers, lips and tongue to devastating effect on Vivienne’s labia, clitoris and sopping love-tunnel. She felt her own climax mounting as Vivienne’s supine form wriggled orgiastically.

“Ahh…that…feels…great…”

“Mmmmh – nngh! Ngh! Mmm!” came Vivienne’s muffled reply.

“Oh, God! I’m going to…going to…Oh! Ohhh! Oh! OH! OOOH!”

Manuela screamed out her climax as she felt her warm love-syrup gush into Vivienne’s sucking mouth. At the instant of Manuela’s release, Vivienne felt herself go over the edge. She spewed her sultry cum all over Manuela’s face.

Now moaning softly, Manuela rubbed her face and hair into Vivienne’s juice-laden thighs. Her flushed face looked tenderly into Vivienne’s.

She sat up, stroking Vivienne’s hair.

“We’ve got all night, baby. What can Manuela do for you next?”

Vivienne considered for a moment.

“Would you…smoke for me?”

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