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After I had slipped both my shoes off, Jake motioned me to come into the bath with him. I reached behind my back to take off the bustier, but right before I unhooked it he stopped me.

"Stop sweetie, I want you to keep it on as you join me in the water."

I thought by myself:" Whatever a client wants, whatever a client gets. As long as he pays me enough do it, its no problem for me."

Slowly I stepped into the tub, the water was very hot. I turned around, my face away from him, and sat down in between his legs and my back was resting against his chest. Jake laid his arms around me and hugged me tight.

"You can't believe how much I missed you Jinxie. "He sighed.

"I missed you too sweetie." I replied.

I laid my hands on his knees and caressed his legs. From time to time I ran my finger nails up and down his thighs. I tilted my head aside as Jake placed a kiss in my neck. His lips sucked and kissed me all over, trailing his tongue over my skin. I had my eyes closed and moaned in pleasure as he took my earlobe between his lips and gently sucked on it. I could feel his cock hardening against my back.

As Jake's lips were exploring my neck and ears, I moved one of my hands behind me and reached for his shaft. It didn't take me long to find it. I wrapped my fingers around it and at a snail's pace I moved my hand up and down, sometimes moving the palm of my hand over the head of his cock, which is the most sensitive part of a man's penis.

The lingerie that I was wearing, which Jake bought me, was soaking wet. As he kept kissing my neck, his hands moved from my shoulders towards my breasts. They slipped into my bustier and he pulled my breasts out of it. My nipples were hard as rock. He cupped my tits with his hands and moulded them with his hand. Meanwhile I was gently jerking him off underwater.

One of his hands was making its way downward, running over my tummy till it reached my thong. With his other hand he took care of my nipples, holding one of my nipples between his fingers, gently rolling them around. His other hand moved into my thong as he cupped my pussy. I moaned without much noise. He applied pressure on my pussy and moved his full hand around. My tongue traced around my lips as he did.

The bathroom was filled with steam. The mirrors were all damped. It was a very romantic scene, especially with all those candles placed everywhere around. Still playing with my pussy, he tilted my face with his other hand towards him. I looked him into the eyes as he kissed me. Jake had very soft lips, I still remembered that from our first meeting. His tongue pushed against my lips and I parted them, letting his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues met and started to swirl around. All this was turning me on so much.

As we were kissing, our tongues twirling around in open air, Jake stood up and made me do the same. We didn't even stop kissing as we made both got up. The hot steamy water was dripping from our horny bodies and the lingerie was sticking against the flesh of my skin. We made our way out off the bathtub as Jake guided me to a beautiful antique sink vanity that was standing at the other end of the large bathroom. A matching mirror was hanging against the wall above it and to the right was a large cabinet with see through doors.

Jake opened the cabinet and got an envelope out off it. He laid it on the sink vanity.

"This is for you. But first, lets have some more fun." He grinned.

He laid his hands on my shoulders and made me go down. I bended through my knees till I was facing his hard throbbing penis. It was bungling in front of my face, inches away from my mouth. I looked up into Jake's eyes as I took it in my hand and parted my lips. I smiled as I let his cock slide in between my red painted lips. He was hard as stone. A drop of precum dripped onto my tongue as I swallowed it.

I closed my lips around his shaft and moved my mouth back and forth over his shaft. My hand followed the same motion as my head. Jake tilted his head back and moaned. I laid my other hand on his ass so that I could keep my balance while I gave him a blowjob. I pulled his foreskin back and flicked the tip of my tongue all over his cockhead. His cock trembled as I did so. By now Jake's hand were resting at the back of my head. I popped his cock out off my mouth and pushed his cock up against his stomach with my hand. I lowered my head and flicked my tongue all over his nut sack. Jake moaned harder, a signal for me to keep going. I took one of his nuts between my lips and made it wet with my saliva, gently sucking on it. I did the same with his other ball.

After I gave his balls a good cleaning I went back to the main course and let his penis back into my mouth. His cock was throbbing more often every minute as I moved my lips up and down his shaft. Jake laid his fingers under my chin and made me stand up. After he gave me a kiss on my lips he turned me around so that I was facing the sink vanity and the mirror. His hands were lying on my hips as he pulled me a step backwards. I bent forward and laid my hands on the vanity.

He didn't even have to ask me because I was so excited so I parted my legs for him. His cock was rubbing against the inside of my thighs, hard as rock. He pulled my thong aside and placed the head of his penis against the entrance of my vagina. The lips of my pussy widened, aching for his cock. The head of his cock parted my lips and slowly he guided it inside my love hole. I tilted my head backwards, my dirty blonde hair resting on my back. Very slowly his penis slid all the way inside. It felt so good to be filled up like this. Jake wasn't big, but he wasn't small either. Let's say his cock was made for my pussy.

While his hands were still resting on my hips, he started to pick up the pace by moving his hips back and forth. His cock was sliding in and out my soaking cunt very smoothly. I started moaning and adjusted my position so that his cock was giving me the ultimate pleasure. As I opened my eyes, I could see the expression on his face. He loved this. Minute by minute he quickened the way he fucked me.

By now his balls were slapping against my clitoris each time he pushed his shaft deep into my cunt. The squishing sounds filling the bathroom. My moaning getting louder and louder, his fucking harder and harder. Suddenly I heard a noise coming from outside. The window in the bathroom was tilted open a few inches and I could hear the voice of a person that walked by. I instantly lost all pleasure of this fuckplay and looked around. I was stunned when I noticed some family pictures inside the cabinet! Jake wasn't anywhere on those pics. I stepped forward as Jake's cock popped out off my cunt and I turned around.

"Jake, didn't you hear those noises outside?" I said scared.

Jake listened carefully and again we heard voices outside. Quickly he grabbed his cloths from a chair and started to get dressed. His body was still soaking wet but he didn't seem to care.

"What is going on here Jake?" I said, getting more and more scared each second that passed by.

"Sweetie, get your stuff and get the fuck out off here!" he commanded me.

I ran towards my raincoat and high heels and quickly put them on. I had barely closed my raincoat as I turned around to face Jake.

"Jake, whose house is ......" I stopped, as I didn't see Jake anywhere anymore. He was already gone. I was freaking out! I quickly grabbed the envelope that he left on the sink vanity and ran out off the bathroom back to the backdoor which I came in at. On my way I stumbled on a big vase, which crashed, into many pieces against the floor. I threw the door open and ran outside and quickly made my way back to my car, hoping that nobody saw me.

My breath was racing and my blood pressure rising. Finally I arrived at my car, and with shaking hands I opened the portal and got inside. I wasn't ready to drive yet, I was in panic. What the hell did just happen here? I scared myself as suddenly my cell phone began to ring. It almost dropped on the floor as I tried to answer it.

"He...he...hello...." I stuttered.

"Jinx, it's me Jake."

"Jake! What the hell was that all about?" I really wanted an explanation for all this.

"I am sorry Jinxie, I just wanted to add some excitement to it by making love to you in a stranger's house. So I took liberty of these folks hospitality." He didn't even seem to care about it all. He made it sound like it was a normal thing.

"You scared the shit out off me Jake!" I answered him with an angry voice.

"I am sorry baby, I'll make it up to you. It's no big deal. I got to go now, you'll hear from me." And he laid down the phone.

There I was sitting in my car, shaking, breathing heavy. I felt like a criminal. A few minutes later I finally came to my senses and started my car. As I pulled up the road to make my way home, I saw a police car driving up the driveway of that villa we just hard sex at. I hope they didn't see me and made my way back homewards.

****** Twenty minutes later, back home at the apartment, 7.49 pm ******

I walked into the apartment, still in shock about what happened. Sarah was lying on the couch, watching TV. The moment she looked at me, she realized something had happened. She got up and asked what was wrong. I sat down next to her and told her everything. She comforted me and told me that I didn't need to make such a hassle out of it. It was just a bad incident that I should get over with quickly. After all, Jake was a very nice person.

****** A few weeks later ******

When I woke up that morning Sarah was already gone. She had emptied the mailbox and between the mails, was a letter addressed to me. It surprised me because only a handful of people knew where I was living at the moment. I looked at the back of the envelope, but that didn't bring me any further. With a knife, which I had grabbed from a drawer, I quickly opened the envelope and pulled the letter out.

This was what I read:

"Dear Ms. Jinx,

You don't know who I am, but I know you. Madame Elaine has told me many good things about you. This made me decides to write you this letter and invite you over to my casino to have a little talk. I would like to make a proposition to you, one you can't refuse. I hope to see you this evening at 8pm at my Casino. The address is on the card attached to this letter. Just ask for Mr. Smith at the front desk, and they will make sure you will get to me.

With kind regards,

Mr. Smith"

I turned the letter around and he was right, there was a small card with an address attached to the letter. What was this all about? I had to admit that it made me very curious. I decided to phone Sarah and tell her about the letter. After I walked into the living room, I grabbed the phone and dialled Sarah's number.

Sarah picked up very quickly and I told her about the letter. She told me that she already knew that I was going to get that letter, but that she wasn't allowed to talk about it with me. The only thing Sarah could tell was that I really needed to go because the proposition Mr. Smith had for me was really worth it. Sarah sounded really nervous and mysterious on the phone. After I laid down the phone, I laid down on my bed for a while to think about it all. It was all so mysterious and weird.

I decided to give it a go and searched through my clothes for the right outfit. What did I have to wear? Did he want sex, or just a normal talk? I didn't want to look too sexy and at the other hand I didn't want to look too nerdish. And a casino, everybody wears decent clothes at a casino. I decided to put on a nice dress, a dark blue dress. It had a long slit along my leg and almost reached the floor. The dress also had an open back so I couldn't wear a bra, but that wasn't a problem because of the firm breasts I have. A nice pair of heels underneath it, a thong and some make up and I was ready to go.

***** Later that evening *****

Around 8pm I arrived at the Casino. After I parked my car in the parking lot, I made my way to the front door. The parking lot was filled with expensive cars. While I was walking, I straightened my dress to make sure everything was in the right place. At the front door, there was a bouncer, keeping an eye on me from the moment I stepped out off my car. I walked up the steps of the entrance and he opened the door for me. He looked like an Italian and his voice proved his origin.

"Have a pleasant evening Miss." He said to me without a single expression on his face.

I smiled at him:" Thank you very much."

He held the door open and I made my way into the casino. As I walked inside the main gambling room, I was surprised how many people were there. I never expected to see so many people gambling. Normally when you drive by a casino, you hardly ever see movement. Well, I was here for business and not for pleasure so I continued my way to the front desk, where a woman in a nice suit was sitting behind her desk.

I laid my purse on the desk and showed her the letter I received earlier this morning:" I have an appointment with Mr. Smith please."

"A minute please, Miss." After she looked at the letter she picked up the phone and dialled a two-digit number.

"I have somebody for Mr. Smith at the front desk." A few seconds of silence followed. "Okay, I will let her know." And she laid the phone down.

"Mr. Smith is expecting you, Miss. If you just want to wait for a few minutes over there." She pointed at a table surrounded by some chairs. "Somebody is coming to take you to Mr. Smith."

"Ooh okay, thank you."

I walked to the table and sat down on one of the chairs, my legs crossed in a sexy way. A few minutes later, two big studs arrived at the front desk. This place looked like a castle with all those muscled men! They spoke to the woman behind the desk and she pointed at me. Both men walked towards me:" If you please want to follow us Miss. "

As one guy was walking in front of me, and one behind me, I followed them throughout the casino. We walked all the way through the main gambling hall and entered a door at the back. From there we came into another large room where there were also gambling tables, but less people playing. We entered another door and ended up in front of an elevator, which we took up to the 4th floor. All the way from the front desk till at that very moment, they did not say a single word.

We stepped out off the elevator and made our way down a hallway till we arrived at a large door. They stopped at the door and one guy said:" We need to frisk you Miss. Policy of the house."

"Okay no problem guys." I replied.

One of the men moved behind me as the other one asked for my purse. I handed over my purse and he searched it for any weapons or whatever they were looking for. The one behind me moved his hands from my ankles, upwards along my legs to my thighs. For a second he even moved his hands a little bit inside the slit of my dress, the bastard. He continued and let his hands slide over my bare back to my hips. His hands moved to the front and moved up my stomach and upwards to my breasts. He cupped my breasts with his hands and was obviously taking advantage of this situation.

"I don't think you will find anything there Sir." I said with an angry tone in my voice.

"Felix, I think you searched her long enough now."

The guy whose name was obviously Felix, released his hands from my body and took a few steps backwards. I smiled at the other man and asked my purse back. This one seemed to be a very nice guy. He handed it over to me and said:" Mr. Smith is waiting for you, Miss."

"Thank you, and may I know your name please?" I smiled at him.

"Nicolas, Miss."

"Well thank you Nicolas. And next time, I'd rather have you frisk me, instead of your friend." I winked at him and walked through the door he just opened for me. I don't know why, but I felt kind of attracted to this guy. Deep inside me, I was hoping that I could see him again sometimes. He had a sexy muscled body with a cute face on top and he seemed to have a nice personality. Who knows what the future might bring.

Once inside I closed the door behind me. A tall man was sitting behind a huge desk. As I walked towards the desk, I looked around. The office was huge, books everywhere. The walls decorated with paintings and art.

"Aaaah Jinx darling, finally. I hope that my guys haven't bothered you too much? We have to be careful these days. That's why we have a tight security policy. "

"No, Mr. Smith. Not at all." I lied.

"Well take a seat please." And he pointed to the chair in front of his desk.

I sat down and crossed my legs, waiting what reason he had to call me over to this Casino. I was really anxious to find out what this proposition really is.

"Well Miss Jinx, I have a proposition for you. And I think it is one you can't refuse. Madame Elaine and I have a very good understanding. We go a long way back. I've know her since the first day she started her agency."

Mr. Smith looked like he was about age 45, 50 perhaps. But he was still looking good for his age, although he could be my father. His hair was grey, but he didn't have any wrinkles on his face.

"And because of this good understanding I have with Elaine, I am willing to make a deal with you. It's a deal I only make with the best girls from her agency. But first you need to promise me that every word we say in here stays between you and me."

I nodded:" Of course Mr. Smith."

"I am serious Miss Jinx. Because if this comes out, I am not responsible for the things that might happen."

Now he was giving me a scary feeling. I nodded again as he continued.

"Let me first tell you about my part of the deal. My part is that I offer you one of my penthouse apartments in the city. You are allowed to live there on my expenses for as long as you want. All costs will be paid by me. The second part of the deal is that you are free to come and play at this casino as much as you want. You don't have to pay for your chips, just ask for them at the front desk. Drinks and everything you need are also on my account."

A smile appeared on my face:" Well this all sounds very nice Mr. Smith, but what is my part of the deal?"

"Well Miss Jinx. In my free time I organize special parties. But not just parties. These are parties organized for the richest and most important people of this world. Only they get invites to this party. A normal guy from the street will not be able to get in. The parties are always organizes at another place in the world. Every time you need a different password to get inside."

This was all getting very interesting, I was all ears.

"All guests have to wear a mask so that they will not be recognized by the other guests. Besides the masks, they also wear capes, black capes. Without these attributes you don't get in. I guess you wonder why the masks are needed. Well that is because some of the most important people of the world are at these parties, and I don't need to tell you what happens if that makes it to the newspapers."

I nodded, listening very carefully to every word he said.

"Because of my part of the deal, of course you don't get paid for those parties. I think the apartment covers up the costs already, don't you think?"

I smiled:" Obviously, Mr. Smith. I don't know what to say, I am kind of speechless."

"Miss Jinx, I am sure you won't regret. Do we have a deal?"

I nodded again:" Yes Mr. Smith, I think we do."

"You won't regret it Miss Jinx. I will mail you some pictures and addresses of the apartments you can choose from. And you just let me know which one you want, and I will arrange everything for you. "

I nodded:" Sounds great Mr. Smith. I don't know how I can ever thank you for this."

"Oooh hunny, don't worry about that. But again, I warn you, don't ever say a word about this. Now go downstairs and amuse yourself at the tables. My personnel know about you and they that they are not allowed charging you any costs. So amuse yourself. I will contact you when the time is right."

"Thank you Mr. Smith"

I got up and walked away, heading downstairs to the gambling rooms. On my way downstairs, I kept thinking about the deal we just sealed. It all sounded too good to be true, but it was true. And at the other hand it was all so mysterious. Still, I pinched in my arm to feel if I was not dreaming. And I wasn't, I was awake.

When I got downstairs I headed to the gambling rooms. Gambling is something I hadn't done much in my life so far, so it sounded like fun to give it a try. Most of the tables were full so I decided to take a look first and headed for the craps table. I positioned myself behind a man who seemed to be winning. He had a whole bunch of chips in front of him. He looked behind him and smiled at me.

"Are you going to bring me luck Miss?"

I smiled at him: "Why don't you find out yourself?"

He patted his lap and grinned: "Take a seat and make some money for me."

I moved in front of him and took a seat on his lap. He handed the dices to me and asked me to throw them on the table. With a smooth move I let the dices roll over the green fabric. To my own surprise we had won.

"You sure bring me luck Miss. Lets see if you can do that again."

He gave me the dices again and one more time I let them roll all over the table. And once again we won. It must have been beginners luck because I never had much luck in gambling or bets before in my life.

"Such a shame that I need to leave now." The guy said.

"But because I liked your company, you can have these chips."

He handed me a whole bunch of chips that I could barely hold in my two hands.

"Thank you Sir. I will think about you when I win some more."

He smiled at me and gave me a kiss on my cheek and disappeared in the crowd. There I was with a bunch of chips in my hands. I decided to play some more and headed for a blackjack table. There was a free spot between two gentlemen and I sat down after laying my chips on the table.

They both smiled at me:" Good evening Miss. Good luck with the game."

"Why thank you. Good luck to you both too."

The game started and I played for a while. Sometimes I won, sometimes I lost. But the most important thing was that I was enjoying myself. These men even offered me drinks, champagne. That was an offer I didn't refuse. They even tried to flirt but I wasn't giving in to those comments. After all, I was here for pleasure, not for business.

A new game started and I had set my bet. I received my two cards, a 4 of hearts and a 6 of spades. Those were very bad cards to start with. I asked for another card and got a 6 of hearts. That brought my total count on 16. Still that wasn't enough so I had to ask for one more cards, even if it could cause me to lose. The dealer gave me an ace of spades, which brought my count on 17. I had to be very lucky to beat the bank with those cards. Asking for one more card could make me lose the game anyhow.

Suddenly I felt somebody leaning against my from behind, lips coming close towards my ear and whispering:" I think you should stop."

It was a female voice, a young one too. I could feel her hard nipples pointing through her clothes against my bare back. I turned my face slightly to see who she was. I was surprised to see a young girl like her in a casino like this. She sure wasn't older than 20. The girl I was facing had the face of an angel. Her blonde hair was shining like gold in the sun. I could melt into her eyes at that very moment and her face was so smooth and clear. I smiled at her and turned my face back to the dealer.

"I think I am going to stop."

The dealer played for the bank and he pulled two cards, a queen of spades and a 3 of hearts. He pulled a third one and pulled a king of hearts and to my own surprise I had won this one. I received my chips and decided to quit before I would run out of luck.

"Would you like to join me for a drink?" I asked the young lady.

"I would love to." She smiled and together we headed for the bar.

"This one is on me." She said and ordered two glasses of champagne.

We started to talk and she told me her name: Emma. I liked her name, it sounded as beautiful as she was in person. I also told her my name: Amanda. I didn't want her to know me as Jinx. She also told me that she was 20 years old. We told each other several things about each other and before I knew it, I was getting tipsy. I already had 4 glasses of champagne so far. Emma stopped after the first glass and drank some sodas. I looked at my watch, it was getting late.

Emma was wearing a beautiful blue halter-top and a matching skirt and a pair of platform shoes. I was really enjoying her company but the clock was ticking and the champagne wasn't helping me either to keep my mind bright.

"Would you like to come over to my place and have a drink?" Emma asked me.

I doubted at first but I really liked her so I decided to give it a go: "Yeah that would be nice."

We got up and made our way outside the casino to the parking lot. As we arrived at my car, I searched for my keys. The alcohol made it difficult for me to find them in my purse.

"I think its best that I drive, don't you think Amanda?"

I nodded and handed her the keys of my BMW. We got in the car and made our way to Emma's house. On our way she told me she still lived at her parent's house. A while later we stopped in front of a huge gate. Emma pulled a small box out off her purse and pushed the button. The gate slowly opened and we drove up the huge driveway. She parked the car in front of her house. I looked out of the window of my car and was facing a huge villa. Her parents must be rich to have a house like this.

We got out of my car and walked towards the front door. Emma opened it and we walked inside. I looked around when we were inside and my jaw dropped open. I was so impressed to see all this wealth.

"Wow, what do your parents do for a living?" I uttered.

Emma didn't respond to my question and we made our way towards the kitchen. I decided to ask something else.

"Are your parents at home?" I tried.

This time she did answer my question:" My dad works almost day and night."

"And how about your mother?" I tried again.

"She passed away several years ago, cancer."

"Oh I am so sorry." I excused myself.

"No problem Amanda." Emma said as we made it into the kitchen.

Emma patted the table: "Take a seat, I will get us something to drink."

As she walked out off the kitchen I took on a seat on the table. It was a big antique wooden table. Not much later Emma walked back into the kitchen, holding two glasses of champagne in her hands. Like if I hadn't had enough already. Emma positioned herself between my legs as we emptied our glasses. The moment I finished mine, she took my glass and placed it behind her on the counter, together with her empty glass. She turned back to me, standing in between my legs as I was sitting on the table.

Emma laid her fingers on my thighs and let her nails run over them while she kept staring into my eyes. It felt so pleasant but on the other hand it was really weird because the last time a girl made me feel this way was more than 4 years ago. She raised one hand and moved her fingers through my dirty blonde hair.

"You are so beautiful Amanda."

I blushed:" Thank you Emma. You are very pretty too."

Slowly our lips are moving closer together:" I would love to kiss you Amanda."

"What is keeping you from doing it?" I blushed.

I had barely finished my sentence as her lips touched mine and we kissed. We closed our eyes and opened our lips, swirling our tongues around and kissing passionately. I laid my hands on her shoulders as her arms wrapped around me. We kept kissing like this for minutes. It was so intense and felt so good for the both of us. Her delightful tongue slid around mine, our saliva mixing.

What first had started as slow and erotic kissing had evolved to wild passionately kissing. Her hands and tongue had set me on fire. Emma had this horny look in her eyes. She broke the kiss and smiled. After she had pulled me off the table she removed everything from the table till it was empty.

"Lie down and close your eyes. I will be right back." Emma grinned.

I did as she said and lay down on the table and closed my eyes, waiting for her to return. A few minutes later she walked back into the kitchen.

"Keep your eyes closed Amanda."

I smiled and felt how she took my right hand and pulled it to the side and backwards. Emma moved something that felt like a rope around my wrist. It was pretty tight. She did the same with my left hand and it felt like she was tying me up to the table.

"What are you doing Emma?" I giggled.

She didn't respond to my questions and not much later I felt how she took my right ankle and did the same with it as she had done with my hands. Not much later my hands and arms were tied to the table. I was laying spread eagle, but dressed.

Emma crawled onto the table and sat down on her knees between my legs. With a devilish grin on her face she took my dress and slowly moved it upwards. When she reached my hips, I helped her by lifting up my butt. She moved my dress upwards and hiked it around my waist. Suddenly Emma was holding a pair of scissors. I hadn't noticed her taking those at all. Without even asking me, she slowly cut the waistband of my thong on both sides and removed my thong to reveal my bald shaven pussy for her eyes.

Emma's hands slipped over the skin of my thighs. Her fingers stole the creamy insides of my thighs. Just as her fingertips skimmed up to my labia lips, I broke a soft moan. Emma stopped and got off from the table. She walked to the fridge and grabbed an ice cube and returned to the table to position her back between my legs. I grinned at Emma as she placed the ice cube inside her mouth.

While the ice cube was melting on her tongue she moved her face very close towards my vagina. I moaned at the touch of Emma's cool, wet tongue against my warm and hot pussy. It was a welcome relief after she had made me so excited. With long strokes she lapped her tongue up between the swollen lips of my cunt, mixing up my juices with the water melting from the ice cube.

I grabbed and pulled the rope that was tied around my wrists. It felt so good every time her cold tongue touched my clitoris. I moaned and squirmed on that table. Suddenly she stopped.

"Have you ever tried ‘Le Feuille de rose'?" Emma asked me.

"What is that?" I asked.

Emma grinned and obviously realized that I didn't know a thing about what she was talking. With her hands she pulled my bottom cheeks apart. With her pointed tongue she touched my anus. She circled the crinkled hole once and then delved inside. Her cold tongue made me shiver and tremble in pleasure. I pushed my bottom upwards to capture more of Emma's soothing tongue. She spread my cheeks wider and delved even deeper.

Suddenly I felt the ice cube being pushed against my anus. I moaned louder and this was enough for Emma to make her push it deeper inside me till the ice cube popped into my asshole and disappeared into my body. I could feel the cold ice cube melting inside me as Emma continued to suck on my clitoris while her hands roamed all over my thighs and legs. The smell of my wet panting cunt was filling the room.

Emma stopped and crawled all over me and kissed me on my lips again. We kissed desperately and she moved her hands between my thighs, her fingers finding their way to my warm wet vagina. Emma sucked on my tongue, dragging it deep into her mouth. I stroked the underside of her tongue with the tip of mine. With her other hand she was stroking the back of my neck.

She broke the kiss, our lips parting wetly. My mouth was still half open and my eyes closed tightly as I licked my lips in sensuous caresses, as I bucked against her hand. Emma moved her hand from my neck to my mouth and covered it as she planted her knee gently against my pussy. My thighs opened wider, as I pushed against her knee, rubbing my cunt against it.

I strained against the ropes as it cut into my skin, around my wrists and ankles. The heat from our bodies was getting so intense. Emma removed her knee and hand and crawled on top of me to sit down on my face. I found out at that moment that she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. She moved over my face and brought her wet pussy close against my mouth. I would smell the hot essence boiling out of her. She lowered herself till her cunt was touching my lips.

I could smell the soft and sweet sense of her vagina. Her vagina was shaven as smooth as a baby skin, very soft. I slid my tongue up between her pussy, lapping up the juices that were pouring out. I caressed her swollen clitoris with my tongue. I could hear as she started to moan. I pushed my tongue into her cunt as deep as I could, causing Emma to raise her body and lower it again like if she was fucking my tongue.

Her juices began to leak over my lips and my face, all the way down my chin. As I kept pleasuring her with my tongue, spasms passed through her body. All her muscles contracted at once. Emma lifted her pussy from my face and jumped off the table to untie the ropes that were around my wrists and ankles. She took me by the hand and together we left the kitchen. As I walked, I could feel the melted water from the ice cube running down my thighs.

After we took the stairs and walked through a hallway, we arrived at her beautiful bedroom. It was huge and in the middle was a large king sized bed waiting for us. Emma turned on her stereo and inserted a CD from ‘Air', very sensual erotic music, and perfect to make love on. She also lit some candles to make the mood even more romantic. We lay down on the bed and started to kiss. Emma was resting on top of me. She broke the kiss and placed light kisses all over my face before she started to undress me. A few moments later, I was fully naked. She did the same and removed all her clothes, exposing her 20-year-old sexy body to my eyes.

Emma's blonde hair was resting on her shoulders. She was about the same size as me and had a very natural looking body, not under or overweight, but cute and curvy. By myself I guessed that her boobs were around size 34B, maybe a C. Her nipples were already hard. They were pink and short, but hard as rock. Now we were both lying naked.

She crawled back on top of me and kissed my face, working her way down my body to my breasts. Emma lightly sucked on my 32B breasts, taking each breast's nipple into her young mouth, sucking on it to make it grow harder in her mouth. I could feel her hand wandering down my body, between my legs, and then it stopped. I relaxed as the wandering hand had tickled me. Emma's mouth soon joined where her hand had been tickling me. I could feel a rush of air as Emma blew around my tingling pussy.

She kissed my inner thighs and slightly ran her hand over my cunt. Then Emma swiftly moved her mouth and tongue over the apex were my already itching clit was waiting for some undivided attention. As soon as she touched this highly sensitive area, my body shuddered. Emma now pursued to bring me to one of the most intense orgasms I was about to experience since a long time.

Although I had had my pussy eaten by a female before, it had been an awful long time since the last time. I had almost forgotten how good it could feel. It was very intense. Maybe knowing that an 18-year-old girl had seduced me and had this control over me, made it so intense. Who knows, all I knew was that it felt wonderful.

Emma decided to intensify the proceedings. She had noticed how much I was enjoying what she was doing to me. I was very wet, which made the next stage even more exciting. She told me to reach under the pillow I was laying on. I did as she said and found a medium-sized dildo underneath. I handed it over to Emma who was gently fingering my pussy with a couple of small thing fingers.

Now she removed her fingers and inserted the dildo into the dark wet insides of my love tunnel. I could feel the toy sliding into me. Emma looked up, straight into my eyes and smiled. I smiled back, wanting to say something but I was overwhelmed by the sensations that were travelling throughout my body as Emma was fucking me with the dildo and at the same time, rubbing my clitoris with the thumb of her other hand.

This double sensation was driving my near madness, as my body was shaking, shuddering as a gigantic orgasm reared up within me. When it finally broke, I screamed, shouted, shook madly, raising my body off the bed, as I lost all control. Finally coming to my senses, I dropped back onto the bed, panting for breath, as my chest gasped for more air. I looked up at the giggling Emma who was enjoying the view.

"Are you okay sweetie? " She giggled.

I nodded, too exhausted to answer with words. Emma lay down beside me and after a few moments of recovery, I decided to repay her with some of my experiences. I crawled between her legs and spread them wide. I kissed her pussy, burying my face in her cunt, just like she had done to me. I reached out my arms and fondled her breasts, which felt so soft. I could smell the aroma of her young body.

I wasted no time and went straight for the target. Emma gasped at the immediate attack on her young vagina, even more when I ran my tongue over her pussy lips and her clitoris. I pushed Emma's legs back over her body and drove my tongue deep in her, swirling out her love-tunnel. She was enjoying it all. After I had the first taste of her juices when she was sitting on my face earlier on the table, this tasted even better.

Not much later I was using the same dildo on Emma, as she had used on me. I kept pleasing her with my tongue and the dildo till her young body could not take it anymore and shuddered quickly. One orgasm came and a second followed almost immediately after the first cause I didn't stop at her first orgasm and kept fucking her with her own dildo. We both had our share of fun and both were exhausted.

"Please spend the night with me, Amanda." She asked.

"I don't know about that sweetie." I doubted.

"Is somebody waiting for you? Do you have a boyfriend or a girlfriend?" she pouted.

"No, it's not that. It is just that ....." And a silence followed as I was looking straight into her puppy dog eyes. She was making it very hard for me to say no to her.

"Okay Emma, I will spend the night with you." I smiled.

And so we did, sleeping in the same bed together close to each other. The morning came quickly and the sun was shining into Emma's bedroom. I woke up as her head was resting on my chest. She looked so innocent. I stroke my hand through her hair. She was so pretty. I doubted if I had done the right thing last night. Maybe I shouldn't have gone to bed with her. Was it the right thing to do? I was giving myself a headache by thinking about this dilemma. Well, it happened and there was no way to make it undone.

After Emma woke up, we had breakfast downstairs and exchanged phone numbers. She told me that she had enjoyed every second of the time we had spent together and she begged me to let her see me again. I told her that it was for the best that we wouldn't see each other for a while. She agreed but said that she was going to miss me for sure. I told her that I would call her when the time was right to meet again. Emma was looking forward to that moment. I explained her that I wasn't ready for a relationship of any kind yet but also told her that this was not just a flirt.

We kissed each other goodbye and she waved as I drove away from her house. On my way back home, I thought about all the things that had happened, and decided that it was for the best that I wouldn't see her for a while. Cause this girl had pulled a trigger inside me. A trigger about which I didn't realize still being active inside my body. The trigger of love.

****** A month later *******

It had been a month since my meeting with Mr. Smith at his casino. I hadn't been there either to gamble because I was afraid to run into Emma again and I had been busy with other clients and also with the search of a nice apartment. As he promised me a month ago, he did mail me pictures and addresses of his apartments. During the past 30 days I visited most of them, and let my eye drop on a very nice penthouse apartment, not far away from Sarah's.

And the same day that I wanted to call Mr. Smith to tell him that I had found an apartment, he phoned me. He told me that tonight was the night that he was going to introduce me at the parties. Somebody was going to pick me up at Sarah's apartment and take me to the casino. From there, Mr. Smith was going to escort me to the party. He also told me that I didn't have to worry about the outfit because he had my outfit ready at the casino.

After his phone call I was trembling on my legs, all nervous about the party. And like he said on the phone, a few hours a big limousine was waiting for me in front of the apartment. I was surprised to see Nicolas again, he was the chauffeur. I got into the Limo and he brought me to the casino, without saying a word.

A while later we arrived at the casino and Nicolas guided me through a backdoor towards Mr. Smith's office. As we walked into the office, my jaw dropped. The last person I was expecting to see was standing right in front of me. Emma! I tried to act like I wasn't surprised.

"Aaaah Amanda, finally. I want you to meet my daughter. This is Emma. She is almost as cute as her father. The only difference is I am 48 and she is 17" And Mr. Smith pointed at the girl that was standing in front of me. The girl I had made love with a month ago. A girl who had given me the pleasure of lesbian love at that one night. And she lied to me about her age! She had told me she was 20, but actually she is 17. I made love to a girl who wasn't even 18 years old. But she made love to me like 30-year-old, experiences and mature.

Emma walked closer towards me and greeted me like we had never met before.

"Hey, I am Emma. Nice to meet you Amanda. But I really need to go now. Bye daddy, bye Nicolas." And she waved at her father and smiled at Nicolas before leaving Mr. Smith's office. Nicolas closed the door behind Emma.

"Undress yourself and I will get your clothes." Mr. Smith continued. I was still in a small shock about what just had happened and couldn't really understand it.

"Uhm, here? With him watching?" as I nodded at Nicolas.

Mr. Smith laughed and turned around:" Sweetie, tonight you are going to be naked in front of many than just Nicolas."

I looked at Nicolas who was standing behind me and lifted up my blouse and pulled it off. The blouse ended on top of a chair. Nicolas didn't seem to care at all, as his face stayed emotionless. Actually it turned me on to undress myself in front of him because I had some special feeling for this guy. A few seconds later my jeans and shoes ended up with my blouse. I unhooked my bra and bared my breasts. As Nicolas was standing behind me, he couldn't see them but I decided to tease him in another way. I grabbed the edges of my thong and bent forward, slowly pulling them down, exposing my ass and a part of my pussy lips to him. But again, no signs of emotions on his face. God this guy was cold as ice. And I wanted to defreeze him.

Mr. Smith returned and gave me a black silk thong with a red sign painted on the front. It was a very weird sign, looked like some kind of cult sign. He commanded me to put it on and so I did. It fitted me perfectly. Next he gave me a pair of high-heeled shoes. Black 4 inch electro-plated high heels with a T-bar adorning this ultra sexy pointed toe shoes. Made of silk-satin with leather soles. One strap was covering the instep while another strap with adjustable buckle wraps was around the ankle.

Next thing he gave me was a large black cloak with a hood to pull over my head. I wrapped to cloak around my body and closed it with a few buttons in front. It was pretty, made out off very expensive fabric. And also on this piece of clothing, the same cult sign was painted at the position of my heart. The same red sign.

"And now the finishing touch sweetie." Mr. Smith smiled and handed me a very beautiful mask.

It was a very elegant facemask with beautiful rhinestones throughout the design. It had a gold leaf decoration all over it. It was the kind of mask you would wear at any masquerade or Venetian carnivals. The mask covered my eyes, a part of my forehead and a part of my nose and cheeks. My lips were completely free. But when I was wearing this mask, nobody could recognize me at all.

I placed it on and Mr. Smith grabbed the cap of my cloak and pulled it over my head.

"Miss Jinx, you look perfect. Doesn't she Nicolas?"

I turned around and we both faced Nicolas.

"Yes she does indeed Sir." He said. This time a small smile appeared on his face.

"Now Miss Jinx, if you just want to wait here and I will go and change myself in the room next door."

Mr. Smith disappeared through a door and there I was waiting for him to return. It didn't take him very long. I was surprised by his outfit when he came back into the office. He was wearing a long red cape and a golden mask, covering his whole face. In his hand he was holding a long golden staff. He looked like some priest or something.

"Why are you dressed in red Mr. Smith? And what is that staff for?" I asked curiously.

"Because I am the High Priest of our Cult, Miss Jinx. And when I wear this, you need to obey every word I say. And defiantly DO NOT call me Mr. Smith. In fact, when I wear this, you call me Master. And every girl at the party had to be addressed as slave. Do you understand?"

I nodded yes. This was all so exciting and I was so nervous and curious about all the things that were awaiting me at that party. Mr. Smith walked towards the door and so did Nicolas and I. We were ready to leave the casino and heading for the place to be.

In the next adventure of Jinx:

- Where was this party at? And what was going on at that sex feast?

- How dangerous can it get in downtown Brussels?

- Will she see Emma again, and what will they do?

Find out in the next adventure of Jinx, available soon!! Once again, you need to read ALL the episodes to be able to keep up with the story.

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