Melonie's life is just not going the way she wanted it to go. A few of months ago she moved out of her parents home and in with her high school best friend who lives an hour away from their hometown. Melonie's bff, Carolyn, convinced her that she could get her a job at the lawyer's office that Carolyn works at, but so far nothing has happened.
Melonie has worked a few days a week through a temp agency doing single day jobs and making a little money, but it is barely enough to pay for her gas, much less food or rent. Carolyn has not collected rent from her the first two months because Melonie hasn't been working and because Carolyn has been unable to get her the job she had promised.
Danny, one of her friends from her hometown, called her last night to chat and see how she was doing. Melonie told him about her struggles to get by. He told her she should move back in with her parents and hang out with him and the guys.
"What have you and the guys been up to lately?" she asks him.
"Well, ummm last night we went to this new joint on the south side for a little bit."
Melonie asks, "What is the new joint like?"
There is silence on the line for a second before Danny tells her about this new rave club that has a secret back room where guys can pay to have fun with a woman. He explains that the women lays on a bench and has this large, white box surrounding the top half of her body so that you cannot see who she is and she cannot see you, but she is naked from the waist down. Her legs are suspended into the air and tied with rope behind the knees.
"Doesn't sound like much fun to me." Melonie replies before laughing.
"Yeah, probably not." Danny says, "But you would like the rave club. The DJ plays some great dance music."
She begins to think about the back room and wonders if it would pay well. "How much do you have to pay for the back room?"
Danny says, "It is $50 for fifteen minutes, but you can buy another fifteen minutes if you are enjoying yourself with the woman. The man said you can do whatever you want with the girl, but no back door action."
"Interesting." she replies.
Danny says, "What is that supposed to mean?"
Melonie laughs, "Oh, nothing. Just interesting."
After the phone conversation, Melonie thinks about the back room and ponders the possibility of working there. She enjoys sex more than most of her friends, but has a hard time getting off while having intercourse and most of her male companions don't want to spend the time giving her oral. She figures that this will give her an opportunity to make some quick money doing it once or twice.
In the morning, she calls the club and asks to speak to whoever is in charge of hiring women for the club. She is redirected to a lady named Beth. Beth sets up an interview with Melonie for that night so that they can meet and Melonie can learn about the job and what it entails.
Melonie shows up at the club around 9pm and tells the bouncer that she has a meeting with Beth. Beth explains the job in the back room and tells her that the girls work in two hour shifts. The girls work on commission only and make 50% of what is collected for during their shift. Melonie tells Beth that she is definitely interested.
Beth says, "Well, we had two girls call off that were supposed to work the ten to twelve shift. You can start tonight if you would like."
"Really? That would be great." Melonie replies.
An hour later, Melonie is sitting on a cushioned bench with a box over the top half of her body. She can extend her elbows out to her side without touching the box and reach above her head without touching the top of the box. The bottom of the box has a semi-circle cut out of it to accomodate her body. A cloth hangs down from the box and lays on ther body so that the person outside the box cannot see who is inside the box. Melonie is happy to see that the top of the box is painted with beach scenery.
She feels her legs being spread and each leg bound to a pole on each side of the bench. There is another girl on each side of her as well. Beth told her that a bouncer is in the room at all times to make sure that nothing bad happens to any of the three girls.
A few minutes later Beth hears male voices inside the room. She listens intently while resting her arms on her stomach just below her waist. She hears the bouncer tell the guys to pick the girl of their choice and have fun until their time is up. She can hear the three guys talking, trying to decide which woman they want.
She hears a voice that sounds familiar say, "I want this pretty thing in the middle. Her pussy looks fine as hell."
She tenses up a second, positive that the voice she heard was her younger brother, Michael. Her initial reaction is to want to run, but she couldn't run even if she wanted to because her legs are bound. She definitely doesn't want him to know that she is doing this job because he will think she is a slut, but at the same time, she doesn't want to have sex with her brother either.
Micheal runs his hands up and down the naked legs, feeling the soft skin and anticipating the joys of her beautiful pussy which he will soon be pounding. He leans down and kisses the inner thighs, causing Melonie to release a soft moan. A few seconds later he runs his tongue along her inner thighs.
Melonie cannot believe the tender touching that she is experiencing. She expected the men to rush in the room, slide their dick inside her and pump away for a few minutes until they explode and then move on. That is what she was hoping as well because then she would not be as sexually excited. That way this would feel like a job and not a sexually charged experience.
She feels the tongue dip between her spread labia, causing her to moan once more. This time the moan was a little louder. She starts thrusting her hips as she feels the tongue dipping in and out of her vagina. She tries to fight her desires, knowing who's tongue is inside her, but she cannot fight back the pleasure of his tongue. It has been over a month since she has had any sexual contact, other than by herself. She covers her mouth with her hand, trying to muffle her moans as the tongue slides up to her clit. She looks up at the painted box and imagines she is far away on some deserted island. She can hear the two girls next to her beginning to moan louder. She can tell by their moans that they are getting fucked. She wishes she was simply getting fucked.
Her body is sexually charged and she can feel her juices running down her ass crack as his tongue dances around her hole and swollen clit. She can feel her hips grinding against his face. She is so horny that she has forgotten this is very likely her brother. Just as she is starting to get close to a climax, she hears the bouncer say they have one minute left. She feels the tongue move away from her clit. She wants to scream and tell him not to stop. If this were happening in her bedroom, she would grab him by the head and push his face back between her legs.
She starts squeezing her nipples, hoping to give herself enough pleasure to have an orgasm. As much as she enjoys the sensations on her nipples, the pleasure is not enough to push her over the edge. She feels a warm sensation begin to slide between her legs and starts to freak out, realizing that a dick is entering her.
"I want fifteen more minutes." she hears the familiar voice say.
"We are all done." she hears another voice in the distance comment. "See you out in the club."
The familiar voice says, "I am going to fuck the shit out of this glory hole for fifteen minutes."
She know for sure that the voice is her brother. It is all that she can do to fight back her desire to scream "No." Instead, she says nothing. She can feel tears start to run down her face as the dick begins to slowly slide in and out of her pussy. He has pushed her to the brink of an orgasm, but the intercourse will not push her over the edge. Here she is, sexually frustrated, on the brink of an orgasm and being fucked by her brother all for fifty dollars.
She didn't think that she would feel demoralized by doing this job because she told herself that she would only do it once, just enough to make a quick couple of hundred dollars. Never did she even ponder the thought that she would be taking it from her brother of all people.
Two warm hands grab her ass and squeeze hard as the dick pounds deep inside her. She feels the hands lift her ass off the bench and suspend her into the air. She closes her eyes and imagines she is in a different place at a different time.
Michael notices that the girl is not moaning like she was before or grinding against him. He had hoped to give her oral to the point that she was on the edge and then have intercourse with her and feel her convulsing muscles milk him until he shoots his wad in the condom. Noticing that her body is not responding the way he had hoped, he reaches down and starts flicking two fingers back and forth over her clit.
The moment his fingers touch her clit, her hips jump and slam against his groins. He smiles, finally getting the reaction he desired. He continues to thrust his hips hard against her body as his fingers massage her clit. Her hips begin to move in rhythm with his body, grinding hard against him. He starts hearing moans from inside the box. If her were not in such an excited state, he may recognize the voice, but he is too busy trying to get off to pay that much attention to recognize the voice doing the moaning.
Melonie is going half crazy inside the box, clutching each of her breasts with her hands and pinching her erect nipples as hard as she can. The sensations of the fingers rubbing back and forth over her clit are just what she needs. She can feel her body building toward an orgasm as the dick thrusts harder and faster inside her.
She hears the bouncer announce that he has one minute left. The second set of minutes has flown by like nothing. She prays to that he helps her get off before time runs out. Her hips are grinding violently against the body as the fingers push her over the edge. She lets out a loud moan that echoes inside the box as her body convulses. Her inner walls grip the dick tightly, milking it until his semen starts shooting into the condom.