The Black Card - Sex Stories

The Black Card

... She already had an ample supply of clients and they kept the money rolling in. It was time to reel one more in. There wasn’t any harm in enjoying the process. Destiny knew there were other ways of securing credit cards, especially since her gamer-hackers were so talented but she couldn’t resist using her power and charms to collaborate with sexy men. She wanted to make sure the credit card numbers obtained were from people with a nice supply of disposable cash to draw on. As it became close to closing time the patrons dispersed. Groups filtered out. Drunks got in cabs. In a booth in the bar, Armondo caught site of Destiny with her head in her folded arms. It looked like she had passed out in that position. He was the only one left and it was closing time. Armondo could feel the danger signals of his attraction to her but this one was hard to resist. Fucking bar patrons was never his style, but this girl was exceptional. Her wide set eyes and irresistible mouth were hard to ignore. “Destiny, sweetie, let me help you up,” Armondo said, not knowing that she had left her purse and id at home after paying for the cab with cash. Somewhere along the night Destiny had taken a sedative to achieve this desired effect. Gorgeous as she was she knew the waiters and bartenders in popular bars constantly had customers hitting on them. Destiny needed to seal the deal. This was her ruse. Not knowing where she lived, Armondo took her back to his place and placed her on the sofa. He wondered ...

... what asshole had slipped her something and made a mental note to find out in the morning. The next morning the smell of coffee stirred her nostrils. “Ah, the beauty awakes,” Armondo said as she got up. “Oh, what happened?” she moaned. Destiny looked stunning as she took the cup of coffee. Her hair was messed up and sometime in the middle of the night she had taken off her bra and pants. Armondo could see her nipples through her shirt and it was making him hard. As she went to brush her teeth, he watched her ass cheeks sway back and forth. By the time Destiny came out, his cock was standing demandingly at attention. When Destiny opened the door he grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the wall. “Fuck, what you do to me Destiny!” With those words, Armondo’s tongue found hers and the dance began. Destiny started to grind her hips into his with slow erotic motions. He moaned softly and kissed the top of her breasts undoing her shirt, button by button. Destiny’s turquoise half-bra was soon on the floor as he reached his fingers into the folds of her warm, wet, pussy. Destiny tossed back her long dark hair and called out, “Ohh, yes.” She was surprised when he lifted her and laid her down on the bed. He used his lips and tongue to give her a pussy bath she’d never forget. After a couple of very loud orgasms, Armondo mounted the hot beauty quivering on the bed underneath him. She was wet, so very wet, and his cock slid inside her warm wetness with steady ease. “Gawd, you’re beautiful!” ...