The Black Card - Sex Stories

The Black Card

... world her play ground? She was truly incognito. Of course there would be no trace, no history, no way of finding her. Her gamers made sure of that. The 5'9, 130 lb beauty pulled forward her black hoody over her hair and licked her newly placed lip ring. Her eye makeup was thick, black and caked on. Her sparkling green intelligent eyes still set her apart from the norm. She fit in perfectly in the underground trash bar in Germany. Knowing three languages helped. Loud grunge music filled the dark crevices around her. Various coloured hair reflected in waves bounced around the walls via the lasers. Cages of erotic dancers inspired the mood, but Destiny was here for one thing only; to attract new customers to supply her growing empire. Her business had been growing almost as extensively as her wardrobe choices. It was a lucrative two way relationship. “Wie gehts?” Destiny asked the waiter with the hungry look in his eye. Maybe she would satisfy that hunger. He was latin and sexy. She hoped he knew how to use his tongue because he was just her type. Armondo definitely had been showing an interest in her ever since she had started coming to the bar. He was her best choice of the candidates available. “Sehr gut! Danke! Zu trinken?” asked the sexy man with sexy smile. He spoke german with an accent. “Do you speak english?” Destiny asked while posing her delectable body in a flirtatious stance. “It’s my first language hon. Here let me make you a German specialty, sure to satisfy!” ...

... Destiny watched the attractive bartender pour five different liquors and liqueurs with assorted mixes in a large glass. After two sips Destiny felt the rush of intoxication. She’d better sip this one slowly, she decided. Destiny had been staking out the bar for a few weeks now. During that time she became friendly with the staff and tipped generously, feeling them out. Being a waiter, Armondo could easily get the information to further her business. He was her target. “C’mere babe, I wanna make you spin,” he said in English enticing her to dance on the crowded dance floor while he was on a break. “Armondo, you tease, where did you learn that,” Destiny said trailing her arms over his strong shoulders. She had taken her hoody off and had a simple tank top on underneath. She knew it revealed her sexy body and felt eyes gravitate towards her the minute she took it off. “Mmm, you smell nice,” Destiny said taking a whiff of his hair as her lips brushed his ear while dancing. “One day soon, I will have you,” he said smiling as their dance ended and he made his way towards the waiting customers in the VIP section. They were super rich and demanded excellence when it came to service. Armondo had a charm that delivered. As Armondo walked away Destiny couldn’t help but fixate on his tight ass that was outlined in his tight jeans. His front looked very inspiring as well: what a package. Destiny had already decided that today was the day she would make her move. There was no turning back. ...