Chapter 133 Give me your best shot
Kylian's POV
The street I took was empty, quiet, having few people and vehicles passing by and the street light a guard in the dark.
I inhaled softly, spitting out the exhausted cigarette in my mouth immediately I got to the brothel.
The brothel seems inescapable for the prostitutes, since violence and threats keeps them contained.
The boss cares for nothing but her own wealth and beauty, but also has a past of prostitution.
Once I approach the small oasis outside the city the first thing that strikes me is the smell.
The wind here is cut off by the rising dunes on either side so once i start descending into the valley I begin to sense it.
The fragrance is flowery but not pungent, vaguely pleasant and comforting.
The heat here also seems to cut off abruptly likely like I was out of the dried dessert.
The oasis itself glitters blue under the bright sunlight, a few palm trees spreading delicately over it.
I notice that the water seems to vanish under the wall of the bordello, likely forming an interior grotto to cater to certain clients.
Exotic flowers that bloom blue and purple decoarate the shore.
The bordello itself is probably two stories tall, white sandstone walls and narrow windows drapped with blue curtains from within.
The entrance is a single gate, making it look quite ancient.
A tall woman is leaning agaisnt the wall outside the doorway, armed with a single long saber.
Her face veiled and her body covered in heavy pants and a padded shirt.
She seems uneffected by the heat. I walked pass her and moved forward only to find beautiful young women and men sit.
They lay about the courtyard in various states of undress, including a dereth or two.
They have flashing smiles and inticing eyes but none of them approached me.
They are amenable to discussion however.
I didn't make a move to approach them as I had a card which indicates the vip room.
A tall man magnetically walked towards me with a bright smile but I shun him. He'd be the one to address me.
I tossed the black card to him and he took a glimpse at it. His smile broadens.
That card was something I snatched from a customer unknowingly to him. It seems my skill pays off sometimes.
I'd never have the pleasure I want here with Frank.
I was quite familiar with them as I had stopped coming over here ever since I met Frank.
I kept a frown as the music that booms makes my ears bleed yet I decided to make a move.
It was part of them. Some gigolos lurk around me. I could hear loud moans, almost everyone here, fucking each other and high on drugs.
I held my cock as it let out Pre-ejaculatory fluid, I snapped my teeth and walked past that lobby.
It was part of them, they'd find their matches. I went over to the vip lounge where this man directed me to.
Slowly and steadily, I paced through the stairs, taking off my button of my shirt until my chest was out.
The door glides open and I found, four men, thrusting and clasping on each other.
I heaved a sigh, as the door slams while I go to join them. They'd entertain me.
Their eyes fell on me, these men were hungry and orgasming before I interrupted.
At least, here was cold and not having to roast me in their heat. Staring at them made me sick.
No one can please me as frank. Their lips wore a dirty smile. They were well-built for this job.
I guess their dicks would be quite large for my taste.
All were naked, except one who wore G-strings and his shape, quite sexy with his heels.
I let my shirt partly open as they stood up from each other, moaning and wailing.
This place was spacious and secretive for those who didn't want much eyes on them.
I lazily went to sit on a sofa, spread my legs a bit and then exhaled softly.
"Give me your best shot" I whispered beneath my voice. I gulp down the alcohol close to me.
My eyes could barely see them as smokes had covered the place and the faint lights weren't helping.
One of the men gave me a dirty smile as crawled on the ground, and when he got to my legs began to carass my pant, upward to my waist.
He was pulling it off, gently and when he had take it off, he used his fingers to nuzzle my skin.
I felt another's hand on my shoulders, straining it, mildly and planting kissing on my cheeks.
It tickles but I tried not to be moved.
Another was in front of me, with heels and seductively stroke his skin, skim his nip.
Then he turned around to make my eyes feast on his greasy butt wiggling it. He was good at it.
He moved to a pole and swirl around it, glued his body on it, wrapped his leg and fondled his thigh.
Although, he was quick in ripping off his G-strings while shaking his butt at me as he waved a libido at my face.
Twirling and swaying his waist and then he went low, spread his legs and slowly, he stucked the libido inside his butt hole, his head thrown to the back.
I gulped hard as the fourth had knelt beside me, his dick pointing at my face.
I let a groan as the other working on my waist had gulp my dick in his mouth, sucking it and I heaved.
His hands were on his waist as he moved his body rhyming with the movement of his mouth.
His breath was heavy. These men were never tired of sex.
I opened my mouth and let the fourth feed me with his dick. It tasted salty and like a rubber doll that was stored in a pickle factory.
I sucked it, but not please as frank's dick tastes like those wax lips that we used to chomp on as kids. Waxy, but also fresh and very smooth.
I made mew sound as saliva pours from my mouth while he thrust inside my mouth, his hand on my waist.
My eyes lowered at the dancer, I could see had appeared behind the first and began to fuck him from behind.
The second used his tongue to decorate my skin with wet mouth. My body slithered on the sofa.
I pulled out my mouth, not satisfied with his taste and I held his dick, soothing it hard and then pressed it.
I gasped as the first was good at his blowjob, sucking every nap and chewing me softly.
I raised one of my thigh and placed on his back, revealing my butt hole.
Meanwhile I used the lube I held on my hand, driving it into his ass. I guess he had my interest.