Mothers and Daughters

After Kristina had set the schedule for the balance of the orgy, she felt she could now relax. So, she went to collect Black Jack to have him pleasure her for the rest of the night while Pamela and Sally entertained the male attendees. This was the first time she was able to schedule fucking Black Jack, and she was looking forward to it.

Kristina Vargas had come a long way to become the owner of America's premier sex club for swingers. She grew up in the extremely rough and dangerous slums of Houston, Texas and was a $1 per trick prostitute at the age of thirteen. Despite such an unpromising beginning and being forced out of school she had a shrewd and sharp mind that allowed her not only to survive but to thrive.

Although by necessity she was under control of pimps until she was sixteen, she never cowered to them. In fact one of her pimps allowed her to take time off to educate herself. Kristina knew she had no chance without improving her mind. Thus, throughout her teenage years in all her spare time she haunted the public libraries in Houston, constantly improving her mind and her knowledge. With her determination, using her whiles she was even able to gain access to the libraries in the schools of higher learning located in Houston.

She had to set her own pace, but she had the instinct to educate herself economically and effectively. When she was eighteen, she wrote GED exams and acquired a high school diploma. She continued her self education and once she moved to Austin, she started taking classes periodically from the University of Texas. She eventually earned a BA in political science and economics while still continuing to earn money in the oldest profession. By sixteen years of age, she had the resolve and confidence to rid herself of control by the pimps. She no longer had to surrender any part of her income. She was able to establish her independence without experiencing any retaliation; and in fact she continued to enjoy protection of the pimps against the dangers inherent in street prostitution.

Kristina managed her money very effectively such that when she was twenty-one, she moved to Austin and opened up a brothel and called it "Capital Delights". She was proudly able to declare that Capital Delights was the authentic "best little whorehouse in Texas".

Kristina had been a successful prostitute because of her enthusiasm. Unlike most prostitutes especially the street whores, she genuinely took pleasure in sex so that she never appeared bored or jaded with her "johns". She was not repulsed by the appearance of her customers either or at least never betrayed any sign that she was repulsed. She always made her "johns" feel that fucking them was her greatest desire.

Although her customers intellectually suspected that Kristina's antics were simply a pretense on her part, nevertheless they appreciated the effort and care she gave to servicing them. Even when she was on the streets, she was able to develop a reliable number of regular customers that allowed her to earn a substantial income compared to her peers despite working less time.

As the madam of her own house of prostitution, Kristina instilled these same principles in her girls. She pointed out that for prostitution to succeed as a business it is governed by the same rules and principles that make any business succeed. You must be able to sell a product or service that customers want or desire and you must keep your customers happy. If you have no customers or lose your customers, then you have no business.

Thus, her girls were desirable and always provided good service. Having established such a reputation, Capital Delights was a success almost right from the beginning. At age of twenty-two she had a very lucrative income, and her good fortune was especially remarkable considering that most of the females she had known at the time she had started whoring were by now dead either due to drugs or diseases; some were even homicide victims.

One of her most important customers of Capital Delights became her lover at first and then turned out to be a lifelong friend as well as a good business partner. He was John William St Clair. St Clair was a state senator from Dallas. He was from an extremely wealthy family who had old money from oil and along with his second wife; they were one of the most prominent married couple in Dallas.

On recommendation from a friend, he visited Kristina's brothel during her third year of operation. He was 51 at that time and she was 23. By this time her brothel was so well established that on the night he first attended, all the girls were booked solid throughout the evening.

The situation was a predicament for Kristina as the madam and owner to resolve. She knew she could not afford to disappoint a potentially powerful customer such as John William St Clair. She could not afford to piss off her established customers either. So, she had a dilemma when St Clair had come because she really could not free any girl to accommodate him.

The matter was resolved in the following manner when Kristina addressed him, "Senator St Clair, I am Kristina Vargas the manager and owner of Capital Delights and I am honored to meet you. Unfortunately, no one had alerted me in advance of your visit, or I would have made sure that proper and suitable arrangements would have been in place to entertain you as you deserve. As it so happens all of our hostesses are engaged for this evening and morning, so I am afraid they are truly unavailable. I am prepared to offer proper amends as I certainly do not wish to lose the opportunity of your patronage."

St Clair, disappointed but wondering about the "amends", cagily asked, "Ah what my dear madam do you propose?"

Chuckling at the pun he no doubt intended Kristina replied, "If you are prepared to forgo tonight, I am prepared to offer a complementary appointment with the hostess of your choice at a mutually convenient time on Sunday night. If you wish for tomorrow night, I can free up an appointment for any hostess you desire since each one of them has as of now at least one appointment time free. Unfortunately, since tomorrow night is Saturday, I cannot make such appointment complimentary, but I can provide complimentary service of food and beverage."

"Tomorrow night is impossible for me, and I have to go to Dallas on Sunday. Is there really nothing you can do for me tonight?"

"I do value your possible future patronage, so I am prepared to offer my companionship if that is suitable. However, I would not be available until 2 AM since my duties require my attention until then. Naturally if you accept you will be entitled to complimentary food and beverage but as my time is valuable my appointment with you cannot be complimentary."

St Clair was bemused by the euphemistic language utilized by Kristina but suspected it was a precaution on her part to spot and weed out the presence of vice cops. It was Kristina's belief that any customer who would not go along with conducting business along the lines of such artificial language but insisted on talking bluntly was probably a vice cop wanting verbal evidence. In that case, she would refuse such customers service any of the girls.

Thereby she would literally be able to continue a fiction that her premises were simply a social club and not a whorehouse. Now this ploy really wouldn't deter a determined vice cop but hopefully it would make subsequent prosecution of her and her business more difficult. Mind you, the main reason Kristina was able to operate her brothel without raids was that her clientele included the most prominent politicians of the city and of the State. The artificial language did though lend a greater sophistication to her business, which her prominent customers appreciated.

Now the offer to fuck Kristina rather than one of the house girls certainly was very appealing to St Clair. Kristina was as beautiful as any one of her girls. She had luxuriant midnight black hair. Her looks and complexion had unmistakable Hispanic features and she exuded legendary Latin American smoldering passion.

Although strictly speaking she would be considered by some to be a tad overweight (according to fashion mavens), she nevertheless had a fabulously voluptuous figure. She was especially appealing to a devotee of a substantial female derriere and of ample breasts. John William St Clair certainly was in that category.

St Clair knew he would get an instant erection were he to see her naked body. Actually, he did have an erection just be seeing Kristina dressed in her provocative diaphanous red gown, which allowed tantalizing glimpses of her beautiful and delectable flesh. Kristina referred to this dress as her "madam uniform".

Yes, fucking her would definitely be suitable to his desires for this evening. He was not deterred by mention of fees since he had expected to pay in coming to the premises in the first place. He certainly did not come to haggle over price as he did not mind paying so long as he was sufficiently pleasured. He was lured to this place in anticipation of great sex which was exactly lacking from his wife and from his other occasional lovers. He had no doubt that Kristina was offering phenomenal sex. However, the four hours wait before he could have Kristina was truly an unpleasant inconvenience.

Kristina saw the look of disappointment in St Clair's face, but surmising correctly the reason, she suggested, "I am truly sorry for the four hours wait but unfortunately I have no one I can substitute to take over my duties. When this business becomes more established I'll probably get an assistant, but I know this does not help us now. Now if you like you can wait in my room. It contains a TV set plus a VCR. (DVDs were not yet in vogue) I have some naughty movies available that you could watch. Actually, I also have some regular movies in case you do not want to risk spoiling the possible total enjoyment I might be capable of providing."

John St Clair accepted Kristina's proposition and so he was directed to her room. Pursuant to her hint he refrained from watching any pornography so as not to lessen his full stamina for his sexual escapades with Kristina. He actually watched "My Fair Lady" which was just the ticket to lighten his mood.

The wait for Kristina was torturous for John William St Clair that night. But finally, 2:00 AM did arrive and so did Kristina Vargas. As soon as Kristina entered the room John's cock sprung to attention. He was as randy as any teenage male about to have his first sexual experience. All she actually wore along with her high heels was her "madam uniform", a diaphanous red one piece dress. It was cleverly constructed just like a hospital gown for easy removal. Having kicked off her high heels, Kristina reached behind her neck and undid about five inches of a Velcro strip which was all that held her gown together. She then shucked her dress and was instantly naked. John's cock hardened some more.

Wordlessly, Kristina climbed on top of the bed, and on her knees straddled John's head. She parted the folds of her labia, and placed her bald, shaved cunt to his lips. He naturally started licking, and his cock turned rock hard. She had an intuition that this take charge action to commence their sexual activity was exactly what he desired. And she was dead right on with that surmise. John St Clair had had enough experience with prostitutes to conclude that they did not, as a rule, relish cunnilingus. The mindset of a typical professional prostitute was that sex was a job to be done efficiently. The more tricks she turns the higher her income. It is mutually understood between a john and the whore that an orgasm for the whore by cunnilingus does not constitute the completion of services that the john has paid for. Consequently, for a whore cunnilingus is a waste of precious time so would always discourage such action.

With Kristina seemingly demanding that he eat her out, John took this as a positive signal. He knew her job demanded that she please him, but by her initial action she was saying that she deemed him sufficiently desirable and able to provide her sexual pleasure notwithstanding the monetary consideration of their copulation. The enthusiasm Kristina was now displaying was beyond any excitement he had ever discerned that his wife had experienced from all the sex they had had. Such notion provided a euphoric episode for John. He had seldom performed cunnilingus on his wife and on his other lovers, mainly because they acted like they were indulging his pleasure, rather than the other way around. However, with Kristina it was very evident that what he was doing to her was much appreciated.

This thinking had a happy snowball rolling down a hill effect. The more he perceived she enjoyed his tongue action the more inspired was he to be more passionate. The more passionate John became the more enthusiastic Kristina became.

Indeed, Kristina had placed her hands on the wrought iron headboard to steady herself. It allowed her to move her hips to ensure that his tongue reached all the places she wished it to reach.

Kristina was a rare prostitute who did care enough to provide the maximum pleasure to her customers. She was especially inspired to perform for the customers she had an instant affinity for. John William St Clair without a doubt was a superior man that she certainly could appreciate. Not only was she aware of his reputation as a solid man, but the way he interacted with her reinforced his virtues in her eyes.

So although she was a professional prostitute, having had sex with countless men, she nevertheless was not so jaded in sex. She was genuinely thrilled when a man of the quality of John William St Clair was her sexual partner.

As a result, Kristina was grunting and squeaking as he was providing delicious sensations with his tongue on her cunt. She felt a burning fire consume her entire body which caused her to perspire profusely. Her passion was the only explanation for her sweat since in reality there was very little physical exertion she had expended during the oral sex. And then she climaxed!

Kristina's orgasm was genuine and sincere. John St Clair had no doubts on that score. There was no artificiality in her reaction. She hyperventilated with a fierceness that obviously went beyond any possible fakery. Her sweating was so profuse he felt some of the droplets that had fallen on his head and shoulders. Most telling of all was the copious amount of her female juices which she produced and that he had the pleasure of slurping up.

As Kristina started calming down from her orgasm, she regained her sense of purpose. In due time she gasped out, "Senator St Clair...'

John interrupted her, "John, please call me John. I hope you don't mind if I'll call you Kristina."

John William St Clair was already enchanted by Kristina and her sexuality. Consequently, his mind demanded such conversation intimacy to disguise the fact that their sex in reality was a john-whore paid for copulation.

Kristina replied, still in her gasping voice, "Certainly John, Kristina is my true name in case you're wondering. Anyway, I'm a full service girl; I'll do anything you wish. All you have to do is ask. Right now, I'd like to suck on your magnificent manhood. So if that's OK with you, I need to ask that when you cum in my mouth do you wish me to keep it so we can share in a snowball kiss? Otherwise, if that is not something you wish to experience, I'll simply swallow your, no doubt, tasty man juice."

John's sexual excitement went on overload. He had never in his sexual history, done anything like what she was suggesting. He probably would have had an aversion to this activity from any other female; especially his wife, but with Kristina he felt compelled to accede.

So he simply replied, "Oh yes a snowball kiss please. And please do a '69' as I want your ass as well this time."

Kristina sported a genuine wicked smile. Having regained control of her panting, she replied in her sultry sexiest voice, "Oh John, I knew you were the man to have some real fun with."

Kristina turned round and adjusted her torso to allow him easy and comfortable access to her nether orifices. He had one arm wrapped underneath one of her thighs, and the other arm over the other thigh which allowed him to easily manipulate her cunt lips or ass cheeks as he desired. She curled her feet around his head. The sole of her left foot was touching his left ear, and the ankle of her other foot was brushing against his hair. The intimate closeness of the bottom half of her body to his brain produced a sexual nirvana that he had seldom experienced.

Kristina had adorned herself with an entrancing perfume. The fragrance was subtle not overpowering; but extremely sexually exciting. When he was eating her out that first time, her perfume was the distinct aroma he was most aware of. With the production of her female juices from her orgasm, her musky female natural scent took over.

Although he could still detect the pleasant redolence of her perfume, he relished the smell of her female essence. It inspired him to perform a rigorous tongue action on both of her holes.

Kristina had bent down for the fellatio. She tentatively licked his cockhead before she swallowed his cock whole. She then started a steady deep throat action on his rod. Her pace was extremely slow and languorous movement up and down the entire length of his shaft.

She increased her pace in subtle increments. Her pace and style of giving head' reminded him of Ravel's "Bolero" where the music was simply a repetitious crescendo of one theme. And just like the music, John became increasingly aroused until he hit the highest climax.

When he ejaculated it was extremely volatile and very voluminous. However, Kristina, the consummate sex partner, was able to capture it all, except for a few drops she was compelled to ingest. When he finished erupting, she got off him, turned around and hovered over him. Knowing his part, with some trepidation, he opened his mouth wide. Then she opened her mouth to transfer a flow of his semen from her mouth to his. As the stream ended, she bent down to kiss him and slurp up any errant sperm around his lips.

Then she disengaged from him so he could raise himself to a sitting position. As soon as he was upright Kristina climbed onto his lap and embraced him tightly to commence their cum swapping kiss. The continuous exchange of cum while they were kissing was without a doubt his most erotic experience to date. He retained his erection throughout the kiss. This then was the start of the most exciting sexual experience he had ever enjoyed.

The sex with Kristina was mind blowing! There was an outstanding and unbelievable chemistry between them. Although she had indicated she would do anything he desired, he was content to follow her lead. Her suggestions were always more exciting than anything he could conceive.

The level of passion with each subsequent lovemaking went way beyond a typical "john" and whore coupling. Kristina proved to be more exciting and hotter than anything he had ever imagined even in his wildest and sexiest fantasy. He spilled his seed five times in her vagina before dawn; a feat of stamina and a potency that he had seldom achieved if at all.

The most intriguing aspect of the sex with Kristina was her hygiene practice. After completion of either vaginal or anal coitus, and during the mutual afterglow, she would fill a metal bowl with warm water, and with soap and cloth she would thoroughly wash his cock and balls as well as her genitals.

The completion of the cleaning ritual would consist of her taking an eye dropper and filling it with fresh clean warm water. Then placing the tip point of the eye dropper directly over the hole of his penis, she squeezed the rubber bulb forcing the water to travel into his urethra.