This choice: Heads for the red light district down the street. • Go Back...Chapter #6Heads for the red light district down the street. by: kringles31  She takes me down a shady street full of pimps and hookers; I’ve seen sights like this on my days on tour serving the military, but things are different here. The pimps are all women, and the hookers are almost all men.
I see all sorts of sights. As we pass a window to a restaurant there are two white women siting and conversing with one another, but under there table are two black men servicing there giant cocks. Both the men are in nothing but neon thongs, one of the massive hogs was slumped over one guy’s shoulder while he licked up and down the shaft. The other had the woman’s shaft all the way down his throat, he bobs back and forth deep throating her while his hands hold on to the base, he’s ostensibly a pro and doesn’t falter. The woman he was sucking tensed up and engulfed her huge hand over the man’s head keeping her dick all the way in him before she came. Every time her dick jumped with pumping energy, his body was lifted off the floor with it, with every gush his belly grew bigger. Jack had walked past the window before I could see just how big it would grow.
Next I saw an Asari wining at a game of poker and loving every second of it with 4 men all around her. 1 man was under her liking her tows, another man was seated in her lap applauding her and wiggling his butt on her crotch. She has a man under each arm, the one on her right is sucking one of her enormous tits, the one on the left gives her a kiss on the cheek every hand she plays, she returns the favor by liking up his chest and leaving big lipstick marks on his neck and face.
Finally we reach what looks like a building that should be condemned, Jack turns to one of the pimps and starts talking to her. I on the other hand am still bent over her shoulder facing the opposite way. Across the street from us is a dark ally. In it are shadowy figures moving around. As my eyes adjust I see a 12 foot tall female Quarian in a green envirosuit hunched over thrusting her hips. The only thing I saw was a box that goes up to her midsection, but then I saw two legs sticking out, her extra wide hips had kept them hidden every time she thrusted in. She was fucking some man bent over a box with such reckless abandon, no love, no foreplay, no playing around. She was fucking with a primal need to extinguish the fire in her loins.
For reasons I’m not quite sure of, I started getting hard watching her rutting like an animal in heat, watching her desperately try to dispose of the spunk boiling inside her balls, there was a passion there that as a man I can respect. But more inexplicable then that I found that I wanted to be on the receiving end of that lustful indigents, I wanted that quarian I don’t even know to bend me over some dumpster and fuck me with irresponsible unrestraint desire.
Jack must have felt my erection as she gave my bottom a slap. “Getting existed I see. Don’t worry; a night with Jack the ass ripper is a night to remember.”
She takes me inside the hotel. The lights in the hall are so dim they might as well be off. I don’t know if the lights are like that to set the mood or to hide how shitty this hotel is, ether one doesn’t work. It looks like a haunted house, and it smells like smoke and cum. I knew some sleazy guys in my day and none of them would even take a girl to a place like this. That either makes Jack the sleaziest, or she just gets off fucking a guy in such a shithole.
She kicks open the door and throws me on the bed. And….
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