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Jewel Of Denial Ch 05 750 Words

Jewel Of Denial Ch 05 750 Words

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This is the final chapter in 'The Jewel of Denial', and was written for the 750 Word Project 2025. Below this line are exactly 750 words. All characters are over 18.

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Mark stared as he slowly slid his cock into Lola's cunt. The sex worker he'd fucked a month ago had insisted he use a condom, so the feel of naked wet cunt around his cock was something he'd sorely missed. Lola pushed back against him to get as much of his length inside her as possible, and crooned with a pleasure that matched his own as she squeezed her cunt to grip even more him tightly. They fucked until she came twice, then she purred, "Do you want to fuck my ass?"

"Is this a trick question?" he groaned.

Lola laughed. "Okay. Lube up your fingers and stick them in my butt, one at a time. I'll tell you if you're being too rough."

He obeyed. The hot tight grip of her asshole on his cock was so wonderful, better than any sex he'd had in years, that he was barely able to delay his own orgasm until she'd come a fourth time. A moment later, she laughed in delight as she felt him flood her bowels with jizz. They collapsed on the bed, spooning, and she pulled his hands up to caress her beautiful big tits and feel how hard her nipples were. "Thank you," she purred.

"My pleasure."

They lay there in silence for a few minutes, until he asked, "If you don't mind my asking... why no foreplay?"

She hesitated, then replied, "I was horny enough that I didn't need it. I started thinking about you while I was working, and... I decided that what I did need was to be fucked hard by someone I liked and trusted. Maybe next time, if you want a next time..."

"Oh fuck yeah!"

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She grinned. "From the way you're playing with my boobs, I'm guessing you'd like to fuck my tits as well as my ass."

"Fuck, yeah... if you're into that."

"It's a mild turn-on, but it doesn't get me off. But sometimes I like making a man come even if I don't feel like being fucked. I can always make myself come later."

Another long silence, then, "I'd like to take you out to dinner sometime."

"A proper date?"

"Yes."

She shrugged. "Maybe, but evenings are my busiest time, and you work days. But if you'd like to call out for a pizza, I promise I won't fuck the pizza boy."

"What if it's a girl?"

She laughed. "You wish. But you'd better have a shower if you're going to eat with your fingers. And I don't do ass to mouth, not for --" She'd been about to say 'love or money', but changed it to, "years. When I was young and very stoned."

"We've all done things we regret," he said, getting up from the bed. "You want to shower too? I'll find you a clean towel."

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They showered together, ordered a white pizza, dressed, and ate. He sucked cheese from her fingers, and they undressed and went back to bed. He licked and kissed her cunt and clit until she came, then she climbed on top of him and rode him until he was almost ready to come, when she hurriedly dismounted, knelt between his legs, and wrapped her beautiful big brown boobs around his cock so he could give her a pearl necklace. They lay side by side as she scooped up the jizz from her chest and licked her fingers clean. "You're good with your tongue," she said.

"Thank you. Would you like me to rim you next time we..."

Lola sighed. "Sometime, maybe."

"That usually means no."

"I already have a paypig who pays to worships my ass -- shit, wait, that came out wrong." She said as he flinched. "And that didn't sound any better. Look, I don't mean I'm ever going to ask you for money; I won't. I just mean I'm tired of men worshipping my ass or my cunt or my tits or my feet or any part of my body. It feels like that that's the only part of me that interests them. And even if it's not, I'm not here to be worshipped. I don't mind sitting on a queening stool or a Sybian sometimes, but don't ask me to stand on a fucking pedestal."

"I won't," said Mark.

She looked at him, and smiled. "Of course, being worshipped occasionally feels good. Valentine's day. Birthdays. Anniversaries. But that's probably enough."

"When's your birthday?"

"Next month."

Mark grinned. "Lola, I think this the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

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