Twisted- Chapter 1

The music was booming loud, speakers were vibrating furiously as the bassline dropped from a Justin Timberlake song all around the club section of this modest brothel I had come to frequent more than I would like to admit.

This club section was built to vacuum out all your money, with 2 mini bars, one to the immediate left and another adjacent to the dance floor that was on the right side of the room; and an impressive ***********ion of girls to pick from. I was seated in a table between a mini bar and the dancefloor, basically in the middle of the club. The best seat in the house, as I had unrestricted view to all the girls already inside the club, and all girls coming in and out. And boy were there girls:

From BBW’s to tiny petite girls, yellow bones to dark beauties, massive asses to more manageable behinds, whatever floats your boat, you would find it here.

I had gotten to a point where I was pretty sure that, the girls now recognised me. I was there almost every Friday, wearing the same outfit: my uniform from work; black pants, and A T-Shirt & jersey which were conveniently Crimson Red in Color, so you could see me coming from a mile away and know who I was.

They never said anything though, but I could tell from the looks they gave me every time I walked into the ‘hotel’. I paid no attention to it though, keep it moving. Whenever I was inside this building, I was a man on a mission. A mission to find some juicy pussy.

Every Friday, I would walk in, head straight for the tables in the centre of the room, and sit there, scanning the entire room. looking at boobs and Tits that would flash sporadically here and there. I would look at the asses on offer and which one is in harmony with my desires for that day.

On this particular Friday I sat in my usual spot, scanning the room, boners coming and going like the asses on parade in front of me. 40 minutes had passed, and although there were some nice prospects, nothing really caught my eyes, it seemed like one of those dry days. Until she walked in: Donning a seductive black crop top with two strings hanging loosely on her exposed flat stomach. She wore denim shorts that hung onto her tightly and perfectly drew out the outline of her ass.