Brady Lawrence
I own four clubs. One in New York City, Vegas, Los Angeles , and Miami.
I haven’t been to my NYC location in over a year. So here I am. I own four different sex clubs. I pride myself on the professionalism and elite services we provide. Especially for our VIP members.
I don’t tend to partake in sexual acts in the club, at least not anymore. When I first started the club , I took full advantage of nearly every opportunity. For almost three years I stayed monogamous with my girlfriend Piper. However, when you don’t propose, and run sex clubs all over the country , said girlfriend loses trust in you that you’re faithful. Even if you’ve been loyal the entire time. I didn’t blame Piper. But also, there was nothing I could do. I didn’t want to get married. She did. It wasn’t her , it was just marriage in general that I wasn’t a fan of.
“Send me whoever is free.” I tell Maura the manager as I leave the main floor of the club and go to the elevator.
It’s been two months since I’ve fucked and I needed a good damn release before I went crazy.
“Do you want her photo on the display?” She asks. I shrug.
“Sure” I say as I step into the elevator and go to the third floor. My private room that also has my office , which hardly is ever used. But as I arrive I see that maintenance hasn’t neglected keeping it as pristine as the rest of the club.
I pull off my suit jacket and walk over the office and hang it on the hook behind the door and then pour myself a drink. The mini bar cart stocked for me, since they knew I’d be coming.
I walk back to the room and look at the dark walls and the padded holes in the walls.
“Glamourous Glory Holes” is what one sex positive website described the perks of our VIP benefits as. They weren’t wrong. Each club, for their elite tier diamond members , had access to live every truckers dream, in a clean, safe, professional setting. Except none of the clientele were truckers. All CEOS, millionaires, and rich men that loved the thrill of getting their dicks wet in mystery mouths and pussies.
I turn my head again to the wall as the screen above the larger hole in the wall , turns white and then flashes a photo. I watch the small curtain behind the hole in the wall part , manicured fingernails pull it open and dainty perfectly soft and clean feet with soft pink painted toenails slip through.
I set my drink down and walk over as I undo my belt. As I get closer I can make out the photo clearer. Soft , full, rose colored hair, big Disney princess eyes and a nose that girls would pay thousands to have their plastic surgeons bless them with. My cock jolts as I really actually look. The cupids bow, the fullness of her pouty lower lip. The makeup that makes her face look older than she actually is. Because, I know that face. My jaw clenches and I look down and her legs slip through and her ass slides to the edge of the hole.
Celeste Olivia Solstice. Fuck.
I have a fucking morality war in my head for about two seconds, before I decide who she is doesn’t matter and that I’m going to fuck her regardless of how I know her. Because when the screen flashes again. Going from just her face and scans down the body behind the curtain.
Her perky fucking tits come into view on the screen and I about die over how fucking cute they are with those silver and tiny diamond studded hearts around her nipple with a barbell through them.
My hand slips behind her knee. I watch body lay down as I lift her leg up and slide the soft cushioned strap under it , to hold her leg and to the side slightly.
I do the same to the other. And then , my hands stroke her inner thighs. I shouldn’t fuck her. I should tell her who I am. But I don’t.
I let my hands glide down her thighs slowly and then back up. She had to be what? 19 now? No. Twenty. Maybe 21. Yes. 21. That’s how old women and men had to be to even be considered for the club.
I look down at her cunt. My cock throbbing at the pretty , pink fucking invitation right in front of me.
It’s truly a small world, when your best friends daughter puts her pretty fucking pussy through a glory hole for you to fuck.
I haven’t seen Celeste since she was maybe seventeen. Did her father know she worked in my club? Grant couldn’t know, he’d never allow it.
“You have a gorgeous cunt.” I speak to her as I stare at it. Fucking perfect is what it was. Smooth and soft, pink and glistening which told me she wasn’t in this for the money. She was in it for getting her young cunt fucked by rich old men. She was in it for the fantasy and thrill.
She doesn’t speak. They’re not allowed to. Because they’re supposed to be holes and nothing more. Same as the men that work the glory holes. They’re a fantasy. They’re there for one thing only. To be used as a fucking fleshlight on the cocks of men willing to pay a hefty price to fuck them.
Would she notice me if she could see me? Yeah. She would. Did she know who owned the club ? Did she know who she’s been sent to?
I take my cock out and have a mini war in my head again. Sorry Grant. But your daughter’s pussy is calling to me. No. It’s fucking screaming at me to sink my cock into it.
I step forward and press my cock to her cunt. And any chance I had at being a decent fucking best friend. Is gone. I grab her waist and smile and the dangling belly ring on her navel that lays on her skin. A little barbell with light pink heart gems that match her toes and hair.
I picture her the last time I saw her. Grants 40th birthday. I’d been here in the city at the time , and was able to go to his house to celebrate for the party his wife threw. And there was the Celeste , blonde at the time, with a soft pink, satin gown , with those pretty nipples drawing every fucking man’s attention to them. Of course none of us could take more than a glimpse of them. But I’d left my best friends house that night, hard for his seventeeen year old daughter.
My hands grab her waist and I slide in. Watching the slight lift of her hips and , the small of her back bowing slightly and a soft hum from behind the hall has me sinking myself in a bit further before sliding out to the tip and the working more into her.
Fucking. Hell. What a cunt. Grants daughter had a hell of a fucking cunt. That’s for sure. Because my cock was fucking ready to empty into her right fucking now.
“You must love having such a nice, tight, pretty cunt” I groan as I sink in further and listen to her moan as I bottom out inside her. I grip her waist harder. I draw my hips back and can’t help it, I fucking slam them forward. Pounding into her. Making her body jolt, her legs bearing down on the straps that hold them open and the hottest fucking little scream comes from behind the wall and I groan.
“I bet you make all the men fuck this sweet little cunt , deep and hard, don’t you?” I groan as I keep fucking her hard. My thrusts are slow, but they’re thorough, the fill every fucking available wet inch of her exquisite cunt.
I can see her hands on the other side of the wall. Gripping the leather covered cushioned bench that she lays on. Can hear her gasps and moans. I feel her clench even fucking tighter on my cock.
Grants daughter, was made for this. My cock glistens when I pull out all the way. Leaving just the tip pressed to her dripping cunt. I tease her pussy. Fucking her with just the very tip. Pressing against her over and over. I can see her hands gripping the bench harder. Hear her sexy whimpers as she becomes desperate and groans and her back arches harder.
I hear a soft little exhale and a barely audible “please”.
“What’s that?” I ask as I let my thumb rub her clit. Her body jerking against at the contact and she lets out a mewl and then her fucking hips are rolling in the hottest little greedy waves. Undulating and chasing the pad of my thumb with her swollen clit.
She whimpers. She’s not supposed to talk. But I want her to.
“Say it again” I tell her and rub her clit with a bit more pressure and she cries.
“Please” she whines.
“Please what?” I growl.
“Please fuck me” she moans. “Please, don’t stop”
My thumb abandons her pleasure for my own as I grab her waist in both hands and slam back into her. Her cries pouring through the curtain as I let my balls slap her ass and push against it as I drive myself in deep. Seeing my cock make her lose belly bulge. I nearly lose it. She’s clamping her tight fucking cunt on my cock like she’s trying to fucking lock it inside of her. I press harder, barely pulling out before drilling against her cervix. Battering her cunt with my cock, making it take every fucking inch. I grunt as I force my cock to give her the deepest fuck she’s ever had in her life. I wanted her pussy to remember me forever.
“Fuck!” She screams. “Oh fuck!” She screeches and her legs bear down on the straps as she grips the bench and bucks her pretty cunt into me.
“Yes Brady!” She screams and then both of us freeze. She knew it was me. She pants behind the curtain. Her legs are trembling in the straps and she whimpers.
“ I….” She pauses.
“Shut your mouth Celeste” I groan.
She whimpers. “Don’t stop, please, I should’ve told you it was me-“
“I said…shut the fuck up.” I groan and slide out slowly.
“Brady, don’t st- ahh!” She cries when I slam back into her. My hands grabbing at her waist harder and my pace is quick and vicious. Her sweet pussy making me fucking see stars as I let myself fill her pussy.
“Oh fuck!” She cries.
Men weren’t allowed to cum inside of the women. In fact everyone was required to wear condoms. Even though clean test results were required for members at VIP level. Even I was required to wear one. But I hadn’t. The condom burns a hole in my fucking pocket in the pants around my ankles. I’d taken one look at her pussy, her face on the screen , and simply didn’t have a single thought cross my mind other than I needed her cunt on my cock.
I just came inside of her.
“Fuck” she moans , her body writhing as my hips jerk one last time and my hands slip from her waist and lift to the wall. I press my hands there. My forehead between them. Panting as look down at my bare cock inside of Grants daughter. My cock that just fucking filled her with my cum.
“Mmm” she hums. Her hand slides out of the curtain and between her legs.
“More” she moans. “Give me more Brady”