He Makes Me Feel Like a New Woman
Chapter 13: Alone at Last
"Hey Emily, there's some guy here to see you."
Emily dropped her makeup brush. Had Master returned?
Emily had met the man she knew only as Master a short time ago. He was having sex in public and she confronted him. Master had somehow changed her, and she found herself constantly aroused and sexually insatiable, with a strong desire to show her body off to men. She was now the type of person who had sex in public constantly.
Emily had left her job as a research librarian and now worked at a strip club. Master had found her here only a few days before, and Emily desperately hoped he had returned.
"He's waiting for you at the bar," the short redhead said. Emily watched her walk away in the mirror.
Emily quickly dressed. She had been naked when she received the news, wearing only a pair of clear plastic platform high heels. She impatiently slipped on a pair of black thong panties, a short green and black plaid skirt, and a small black mesh top that was barely long enough to cover her large fake tits. Her small pink nipples were visible through the thin material of the tight, stretchy top.
Emily took a second to regard herself in the mirror, turning to see her back and side. Emily was tall and slender, and as she looked now she thought she thought her arms and legs looked a bit more toned, her abs a bit tighter, and her small ass a bit rounder and softer. She had been skinny when she first met Master, and since then she had been working hard to add more muscle and feminine curves to her frame. She hoped Master approved.
She bounded out of the backstage area, bouncing in her excitement.
The man waiting for her at the bar was not Master.
"Mike!" Emily squeaked excitedly as she threw her arms around the handsome young man.
"Hey Emily. I asked for you and the bartender said there was no Emily here. I thought I had the wrong place until your friend explained it to me."
"Oh yeah, I should have told you. They don't use our real names with customers. It's a safety thing. I'm Amethyst here."
Mike twisted a small lock of her lavender hair between his fingers. "I like that. It's a good name for you."
Emily draped her arms over Mike's shoulders and stared into his eyes with a contented smile. Mike scratched the back of his neck and shifted his feet.
"This a friend of yours?" A man with slicked-back hair and a suit that was a size too large had appeared at their side.
"Yes! Vinnie, this is Mike." Emily giggled as she took one hand from behind Mike and placed it in the center of his chest.
"Pleasure to meet you Mike. You two look very much in love. I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time together at the zoo on her day off, but right now Amethyst is working, so if you wouldn't mind..."
"Relax, Vinnie," said a blonde woman walking up to them. The blonde was slim with curvy hips and large, full breasts. She sidled up to Vinnie wearing a red lace minidress and red lace elbow-length gloves. She pressed her body to Vinnie's side and he recoiled as if stung.
"Emily's friend was just about to take the two of us back to the VIP room for a private dance." The blonde took one of Mike's hands in both of hers and took two small steps back, making him lean slightly towards her.
Vinnie seemed to mutter something to himself silently before saying, "alright, Trixie, but don't make a habit of this kind of thing." Vinnie walked away.
Still holding his hand, Trixie slowly walked Mike back to the VIP room while her black stiletto heels clicked on the strip club floor. Emily followed with one hand on each of his shoulders.
The VIP area was a separate room with a couch and a ring of small alcoves with a chair in each. In two of the alcoves women danced, stripped down to their waists, for men seated in the shadows. Behind the couch were two small side rooms which were empty as the three of them walked in. Trixie led them into one of these rooms, and Emily pulled the curtain shut behind them.
Trixie pushed Mike down into a deep, soft, wide chair covered in peeling vinyl. She put her arms up over her head and started to dance to the music. Her hips swayed from side to side. She bounced them to the heavy beat of the song as she hit the end of each motion.
"It's okay, you don't have to do that," Mike said.
"But Mike, this is the VIP room. I'm supposed to dance for men back here. You don't want to get me in trouble, do you?" The blonde's eyes were half closed and she had a mischievous smile.
"No, I just meant..." Mike trailed off as Emily undid his belt. "So, Trixie? Last time we met you said your name was..."
"Fuckdoll?" the blonde offered as she pulled her dress off of one shoulder, then the other.
Mike swallowed. "Yeah. So what's your real name?"
"Fuckdoll."
"No, seriously."
"Yes. Seriously." The blonde peeled the top of her dress down to reveal soft teardrop-shaped breasts that bounced with her movements.
"But that's not a real name."
"And Mike is a real name?"
"Of course it is!" Emily found his hard cock inside his pants and began to stroke it. Mike felt the need to explain himself to the sultry blond staring at him with her smoky blue eyes. "That's the name my parents gave me."
"Well," Fuckdoll said, turning around to let Mike see her perky round ass sway and bounce, "someone very important to me gave me the name Fuckdoll."
"Wait, what are you doing?" Mike asked as Emily slid herself down and pulled his hard cock from his pants.
"I'm sucking your cock, Mike." Emily put his cock in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. She pulled it back out for long enough to say, "you know how much I love sucking your cock," before she put it back into her mouth.
"So Mike," Fuckdoll said over her shoulder, bending forward and putting her hands on the wall, arching her back to push her ass up higher as she swayed it at him, "what are your intentions with my girl?"
As if to punctuate this question Mike felt the tightness of Emily's throat and let out an involuntary groan. "Um, excuse me? What?"
"She's just teasing you," Emily said from his lap. "It means she likes you." Emily licked up and down Mike's cock as Fuckdoll turned around and leaned her back against the wall.
"Fuckdoll here is my..." Emily didn't know what to call this woman. Fuckdoll bit her lip and looked into Emily's eyes, and Emily thought that it didn't really matter. "She's my best friend. And I really want you two to like each other." Emily held out her hand to Fuckdoll, who sauntered over to take it.
"Uh, yeah, I like her," Mike said uncertainly.
Emily stood up and held Fuckdoll's hand as she climbed onto the chair to straddle Mike.
"Do you mean it, Mike? Do you really like me?" Fuckdoll moved her hips back and forth. She twisted her hips in a small circle and Mike felt his cock go inside her lace panties. Fuckdoll slid the lips of her pussy up and down the length of Mike's cock. Mike felt her, warm and wet on his shaft, as she looked into his eyes. He nodded and breathed heavily.
"That's good, I'm glad we can be friends." Fuckdoll lifted herself up slightly. Emily took hold of Mike's cock and guided it into Fuckdoll's pussy. As Fuckdoll lowered herself onto it, Emily sat herself on the arm of the chair with one leg on either side of them. She reached into her panties and began to rub her clit as she watched Fuckdoll ride Mike.
Emily's phone buzzed as it vibrated on the floor. She ignored it while she watched Fuckdoll put her hands on the back of the chair and lean forward to push her tits into Mike's face. Mike found one nipple and bit it gently, making Fuckdoll gasp.
Emily writhed with her hand in her panties while she watched her friends fuck. She climbed off the arm of the chair to kneel behind them. When Fuckdoll felt Emily pushing gently on her ass she raised herself up until Mike's cock fell out of her.
Emily wrapped her lips around his throbbing cock and bobbed her head up and down. She moaned as she savored the taste of the two of them mixed together. After a few seconds she took his cock out of her mouth and pulled Fuckdoll's panties to the side to lick her pussy. The angle didn't provide her with much access, but she tasted and teased what she could, and then ran her tongue over her asshole. She listened to the blonde's satisfied moans for a few seconds before she guided Mike's cock back into her.
Emily climbed onto the arm of the couch, put a hand on either side of Mike's face, and kissed him deeply. She didn't see what Fuckdoll did, but something made him groan into her mouth. She broke the kiss to turn to Fuckdoll and kiss her. Fuckdoll pinched and gently twisted one of Emily's nipples while their lips were locked, and Emily found herself gasping into the woman's mouth.
"Mike, I need you to fuck me now," Emily said in a breathy voice. "Will you please fuck me?"
Mike nodded at her. His mouth opened and closed, as if to say something, but no sound came out. Fuckdoll climbed off of him and Emily climbed on, turned around so her back was against him. She reached down to pull her panties to the side and slid her wet pussy onto his cock.
Mike pulled Emily's mesh top up to bare her breasts and cupped one firm tit in his hand. He wrapped his other arm around her thin waist while he thrust into her. Fuckdoll kneeled on the floor between them, licking Emily's clit and running her tongue up and down the exposed portion of Mike's cock.
When Mike came, Fuckdoll pulled his cock out of Emily. Viscous white cum fell on her nose and lips and into her hair before she closed her mouth around his pulsing cock. She moaned with enthusiasm as he pumped her mouth full of cum.
When he finished, Fuckdoll looked up at him, mouth open to show him his cum cupped on her tongue. Emily slid down off of Mike's lap, put her arms around Fuckdoll, and kissed her passionately. A small stream of Mike's cum dribbled from between their lips.
"Holy shit," Mike said.
"You're telling me!" Fuckdoll chirped. She pulled Emily in to touch foreheads and noses together. She wiggled from side to side in satisfaction. "That was a big fucking load. I'm glad you were here to share it with me or I could have drowned."
"If you had to pick a way to die, I bet you would go out drowning in cum," Emily responded. The two giggled together before Emily got back up to sit in Mike's lap again. This time she was sideways, with her legs draped over him and her arms around his neck.
"I've been really nervous about introducing Fuckdoll to you and the guys down at the bar."
"I think everyone there would love her."
"You're sweet, Mike." Fuckdoll lay herself down on the chair's other wide arm and squeezed Mike's cock gently. It was only half hard, and it twitched a swelled a bit from the attention. "I can see why you keep him around." Fuckdoll gently stroked Mike's cock, coaxing it back to life.
