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Copyright (c) 2001 Anon Sacto. --------------------------------------------------------- The Brothel Trip (MF+ FF prostitution) By Anon Sacto (anoninsac@yahoo.com) *** The author is new at this and would appreciate CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. At anoninsac@yahoo.com. WARNINGS: This story contains material of a sexual nature. The story depicts consensual sexual activity between men and women, or women and women. If you live in a backward society, like the United States or Iran, in which it is illegal for you to know about sex or read sexual materials immediately delete this from your computer and scourge yourself with a whip for having any sexual thoughts. If you are under the age of 18 please pretend you don't know about sex and continue to get each other pregnant in increasing numbers so that we continue to have young single mothers raising children. Don't learn about safe sex or contraception, as these are tools of the devil. Please do not masturbate while reading this story in public places as this can excite the authorities into rash conduct and result in grave consequences for you. *** The Brothel Trip It was a beautiful fall morning when I arrived in Reno. The skies had been swept clean and clear by rain the previous night. The air was cool and brisk, the early morning sun brilliant. I checked into the hotel, dropped my bags in the room and headed downstairs for the first day of my company's annual strategic planning meeting. Sitting through the boring details of capital ratios and budgets, the day seemed to stretch on forever. I had a peculiar restless feeling in my stomach because I knew I was only thirty minutes from some of the best brothels in the world, Madam Kitty's, Kit Kat, Moonlight Bunny Ranch, and Sagebrush Ranch. Let's start at the beginning. When I had found out I was going to Reno for the meeting I began researching entertainment on the web. By happenstance, I ran across a web site on the ranches. I had never been to a Nevada brothel before. The more I read, the more I knew I HAD to experience this once myself. When I was in the Air Force I had traveled all over. I'd been to Southeast Asia where the women ran hot and cold in the streets. I'd been to Germany and Amsterdam where the profession is legal and respected. The local brothel where I lived in Germany, Anabellahaus, was also the disco and gasthaus. I still remember window- shopping in the famous red light district of Amsterdam. But I'd never been to the legal facilities in Nevada. Here I was in Reno and all the months of fantasizing were coming to fruition. All day, as various people droned on, I was thinking about the women I was going to meet. Visions of blondes, brunettes and redheads in Victoria's Secret outfits danced in my mind. The meetings wrapped up in the afternoon and we all adjourned to the bar for some drinks and 'networking.' Several guys were standing over by a window that looked out over Lake Tahoe. It was a magnificent view, snow capped mountains, brilliant white clouds, tall pine trees and azure water. The subject of the Mustang Ranch came up. Even though none of the guys had ever been there, a very detailed discussion followed. Umm, how did they know all this and never been there? Umm, specific girls, prices, and 'war' stories were discussed but nobody had been there. I asked about the Carson City ranches and didn't learn much. After an hour we all headed into the restaurant for dinner. I was sitting next to our VP of Human Resources. Lisa is an attractive lady, early thirties with short blond hair, and a shapely body. She certainly not a model but is an attractive lady. In guy talk, I wouldn't mind doing her. Anyway, she's married and with all the harassment laws, it's professional death to come on to a co-worker anymore. Even though I had a few glasses of Cabernet, I wasn't thinking sex. Ok, I'm a guy and I was thinking sex, but only in a general way. About half way through dinner, Lisa leaned over and said quietly, "I overheard you guys talking about the Mustang." I didn't choke on the wine only because I was so shocked. The muscles kind of froze where they were. Finally, I finished swallowing. 'Oh shit,' I'm thought. 'I'm about to get fired.' "Yeah, I think somebody did say something," lamely. I covertly looked around and saw that everyone else was involved in his or her own conversations. Nobody else was listening, whew. "It was more than that, wasn't it?" Lisa smiled. "I mean, it seemed like a very detailed discussion." Jeez. What's going on? Is she going to bust everybody? "Well, maybe. I mean I wasn't paying much attention," even more lamely. "You weren't? I thought I heard you asking a question." Some people were now turning toward us. "We can talk about it later." My mind was in turmoil the rest of dinner. Thoughts of how I was going to explain away a bunch of guys talking about brothels without ever admitting that we were talking about brothels went through my mind. Dinner certainly didn't taste all that wonderful anymore. After dinner, Lisa made sure she was by my side as we all filed out. Heading up the elevator not a thing was said. I stepped off while the others continued. Good! She's not following. I turned and there she was following me out. Oh no. I mumbled, "I thought you were on the ninth floor?" "Oh, yes. But we were going to talk remember," she said still smiling. I stopped in the hall. "Yes, that's right." I was standing there with my hands in my pockets not able to think of a thing to do. Taking my arm and turning me around, "Silly. We can't just stand here in the hall. Let's go to your room." Once in my room, I tried to appear at ease. I'm sure I failed. You know that feeling you had as a kid when you get busted dead to rights. You know you're going to get it. You know there's nothing you can do. You just sit there waiting for the world to end like a deer in the headlights of the semi truck. She broke the ice. "Look, I heard you guys talking about the Mustang ranch and I heard you asking about the brothels in Carson City. So quit trying to act innocent." Christ, the jig is up. I'm cooked. "I'm not asking as the HR person. I'm not trying to get everyone in trouble. Really, I'm just curious." Salvation? Oh Lord, let it be true. "Oh, ok. I don't know that much. Just what I've read and heard." "Have you ever been?" she asked nonchalantly looking down at her fingers. "No, I haven't." Her head came up. "C'mon, tell me the truth," her eyes bored into me. "No really, I haven't. There's this site on the Internet and I read about them. But I've never been," letting my runaway mouth get he better of me in my rush to not get busted. "Surfing the web about brothels? Why were you doing that?" Busted. "I wasn't searching. I was just reading." She just stared at me. Daring me to continue what was so obviously a lie. Damn, I wish I could lie well. I stared back knowing anything I said would be held against me. The only thing I wanted held against me were beautiful breasts attached to a beautiful woman. "Do they let women visit the ranches?" Lisa asked almost lightly, trying to sound unconcerned perhaps and looking down again. Now my mind was really racing. She's married. She can't be asking about going herself. She looked up and had a small smile on her face. I couldn't read that smile. Maybe she's bi. Does she want to go herself? "No." (Pause. Shit. I've put my foot in it again.) "What I mean is from what I've read they only let in couples." "Well," Lisa said after a moment of silence and putting her hand on my arm. "You'll just have to come with me." Watching me, she laughed. "You should see the look on your face right now." "Christ Lisa. What am I supposed to think?" "That you're going to have a great time. And don't start pulling any crap about you don't do this. You didn't do all that research for nothing. You didn't ask those questions for nothing." "Lisa, I've never been to the brothels. That's the God's honest truth." "But you are planning to go. Aren't you?" accusatively eyeing me. She noticed the jump. "I knew it. I've told you my secret. Now you be straight. Fess up," once again smiling. "Ok. I was kind of planning to maybe run down and just see what they are like. I mean, its just curiosity. I wasn't going to do anything. You know, go to the bar and have a drink and look around. Just curiosity," I said. She just looked at me with that little smile. "You know. You really don't lie well." "Ok. Yes. I was maybe going to go down to Carson City and visit one of the ranches." Lisa smiled and stood, "Let's go." Feeling like the world had just gone slightly out of kilter, I stood and off we went down the elevator, out to the garage and into her car. Within minutes I was sitting in her car heading south on 395. I still couldn't believe I was heading to a Carson City brothel to get laid with a VP I worked with. I was sitting there trying to think of something to say, unsuccessfully, when Lisa broke the ice. She asked me to tell her everything I knew about the ranches. I explained about how it's all negotiated prices and services, not fixed price. Each girl sets her own price and the depth of your wallet is the limit. How guys get a line up in the parlor but they take couples to a private room and bring the girls in one at a time. How much it would probably cost if we negotiated a fair price. How they'd have girls of all types, young and old, blondes and redheads, petite and valkyries, good looking and not so good looking. She talked about her likes and dislikes and what she was looking for in the party. We decided that we'd want at least two hours. I was thinking maybe three hours in one of the Jacuzzi rooms but wasn't sure I could afford that. Lisa said we were going Dutch. Wow. I was starting to get that feeling in Mr. Willie. Before I knew it we had entered Carson City. A few minutes later we turned east on highway 50 and headed out of Carson City. Man, time flies when you're fantasizing. I had directions but no map. I was worried that I couldn't find the brothels. I mean, out here in nowhere and no good directions. Wouldn't that be great? I bring Lisa out here to get laid and can't find the place. I got that dreadful feeling that I was going to screw this up and not only miss a great lay but wind up looking like a doofus. I was frantically, while trying to appear calm and composed, watching every road and lane we passed to make sure we didn't pass the place. A few miles outside of Carson City we crested a hill and bang, I see these bright neon lights from a mile away. I expected the brothels to be hidden, not lit up like Times Square. Oh, I guess this isn't going to be so difficult. We turned onto Kit Kat Lane and found the parking lot. I was both nervous and excited at once. There they were Kit Kat, Madam Kitty's and the Sagebrush ranch all clustered around the parking lot. The three brothels were within a few yards of each other. Goddamn! The Disneyland of sex for men. Oops. With Lisa sitting beside me I realized this is Disneyland for sex for both genders. Everything I had read over the past months about these places was running through my mind. "Well," Lisa said. "We're here. I'm nervous. How about you?" "Yeah. I've got major butterflies," I said laughing. Man, that was an understatement. I was so nervous I doubted I could walk up the ramp yet alone get a hard on once I got there. If I'd been alone, there's a good chance I would have backed out and driven back to Reno. But, with an attractive woman sitting next to me, I had to be cool. Couldn't let her see that I was scared. "Let's go before I change my mind," Lisa said voicing my exact thoughts. I got out of the car and my knees didn't buckle. Good sign. We headed up the ramp to the Sagebrush. The gate was locked and I pushed the button twice. I read that 'old hands' always pushed twice. We were buzzed in and walked up the ramp. At the front door a woman greeted us and quickly ushered us through the parlor and down the hall into one of the Jacuzzi rooms. I was sure from her look that my two- button push hadn't fooled her. We looked like rookies. The Jacuzzi room was quite nice. It had a large bed, deep pile carpet and a large Jacuzzi sunk into the floor with a tile area surrounding the tub. It was almost tastefully done. Once in the room we settled down on the sofa and the manager asked, "What can I do for you tonight?" I mumbled something, caught me breath and said, "We'd like to spend some time with one of the ladies." Sometimes I can be a brilliant conversationalist, now wasn't one of the times. Looking at our hands she noticed Lisa's ring and I guess assumed we were married to each other. "Is there anything in particular you'd like. We have many ladies who would love to spend some time with you." Lisa and I had talked about what we wanted on the way up and she quickly went through our desires. Me, I just wanted to get laid by a beautiful woman so she had no trouble summarizing my desires. The manager left and a few seconds later in came a beautiful woman. She was about 5'5 and had short red hair. I'd guess she was about 25, the age when a woman blossoms into full sensuality. She was quite pretty with a womanly body. I was a goner. I've got a thing for redheads. She introduced herself as Sheridan. I sat unable to say anything while she and Lisa talked. Before I knew it Lisa was handing over a credit card and Sheridan was asking me to drop my pants. Embarrassed I did so. She looked at my package and explained that they were required to check all men for health reasons. She started to leave to run the card and said we should get in the Jacuzzi and she'd be right back. There I was standing with my pants around my ankles and Lisa looking at me. I was already feeling dumb when she burst into laughter. First turning red, then realizing how silly I looked I started laughing too. The tension evaporated. I started pulling off my clothes while Lisa did the same. She looked better without the clothes than she did in clothes. Starting with those beautiful hooters surmounted by large and now very hard nipples, my eyes traveled down over belly to the tuft of hair between her legs. My eyes kept sweeping down then up. She was a real woman, complete and very sensual. The electric anticipation was really kicking in now. I'm going to get laid by TWO beautiful women. We jumped into the tub. In a few seconds Sheridan showed up with the credit card receipt, which Lisa signed. Sheridan slipped out and back in no time. She stood by the tub and slowly removed her clothes although she wasn't wearing much. The tension was really building, but this time it was erotic tension. I was hard as a rock. Sheridan poured herself into the tub with us. We talked for a while getting comfortable with an occasional hand or foot rubbing or touching some place or other. After a little while Sheridan had moved close to Lisa. I saw Lisa's eyes close and her head tilt back and she let out a soft mewl deep in her throat. Damn, I wish the water wasn't in the way. "Let's get dry," Sheridan whispered. I bounded out of the tub and headed for the bed with little willy pointing the way while thinking, 'I don't want those ladies dry, I want them wet.' Lisa and Sheridan took their time drying each other off. God, but it was erotic watching two women rubbing each other. They joined me on the bed. We'd had appetizers, now on to the first course. It turned out to be me watching as these two women went at it. My raging stiffy would not go away. I tried to watch every touch and kiss and lick trying to learn something. In truth, I was so entranced watching and the effect on me was so profound that I was almost in a dream state. After Lisa had what looked to be a tremendous orgasm, they finally fell apart gasping. I was nearly as exhausted as the girls and I hadn't done anything except fight to keep my hand off my member. I didn't want to waste my cum in my hand. I wanted to umm, share it with the women. Sheridan recovered first. She looked at me and crawled over to my lap. She had me lay back as she played with my dick. She slipped a condom over me and took me into her mouth. I'll skip the details but it was heaven. While I was moaning Sheridan climbed up and mounted me. Lisa had recovered by now had rolled over and was alternating between licking my nipples and kissing me and occasionally kissing Sheridan as she pounded away on my dick. A condom usually makes me very slow but with two beautiful women working I erupted. After I'd calmed down, Sheridan went and got a warm cloth and cleaned me up. We cuddled for a while and talked. Something quite unusual happened. I never lost my erection. It got a little soft but didn't ever go away. I never had that happen before. God I was aroused. Sheridan asked Lisa if I was always like that. Lisa answered, "I don't know. We aren't married to each other." I nearly choked again. This woman kept surprising me. I was beginning to think she was doing it on purpose. Sheridan looked surprised but took it all in stride. We had to explain to her how the hell we wound up together in a brothel. She smiled a mischievous smile and said since this was really a special day she'd have to make it a day to remember. She rolled over to Lisa and started kissing her. Then she pulled Lisa over on top and into a 69. As I watched, Sheridan motioned to me to come over. She spread Lisa's lips and smiled and winked. I got behind Lisa and Sheridan guided my dick into Lisa. As I entered, Sheridan went back to licking. Lisa threw back her head and moaned. It wasn't as easy as it sounds because I had to be careful not to bang Sheridan's head while I banged Lisa so I didn't get deep. With me fucking her while Sheridan licked, Lisa was bucking like a bronco. She moaned and bucked until I came again and fell back on the bed. Sheridan quickly came up for air and went to get more towels. She cleaned both of us up. Two incredible orgasms and I was wasted. Lisa lay back the flush slowly disappearing from her chest. We rested for a while and climbed back into the Jacuzzi. We talked and laughed. Much too soon a voice came over the speaker; our time was up. "Would you like to extend the party?" Sheridan asked. I looked at Lisa, "I'm wasted. I don't think I'll be any good." She agreed so we begged off. We all dried off and dressed. Sheridan walked us to the front where she gave me a hug and turned to Lisa and hugged her as well. Several men in the parlor were looking at us and as they realized I was there with my 'wife' and had just had a threesome I could see the looks of jealousy and envy cross their faces. We walked out into the cold air. It was a shock to come from an atmosphere of heat and sensuality where time seemed to disappear into the cold night air of mundane reality. On the way back to Reno we both sat with our thoughts and emotions. As we approached Reno, Lisa said, "Thank you for taking me. I could never do that with my husband. I die if he knew that I had a fantasy about women." "My pleasure. I assure you. And Lisa, you might be wrong about that. He might like it just as much as you." "Promise me that you'll never tell anyone at work that we were together tonight." "Absolutely," I answered. "And the same here." She smiled and nodded. When we parked, Lisa leaned over and kissed me; a deep passionate kiss that had me tingly. "That was thanks. And also a last kiss. Tonight never happened. Ok?" "Yes, I understand. Thank you for the most memorable night of my life," I said. It was almost midnight as I crawled through my door and collapsed on the bed. I lay there for a while a broad smile on my face. Tomorrow I would return to earth. Tonight, I was blissfully floating in paradise... THE END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 15