SweetBiteMe

Alaya felt nervous as the other woman talked to her about being more aggressive. Honestly it wasn't her 'default role' in sex. She was used to being the person fucked. She nodded softly at the girls advice and took the moment. She didn't want to embarrassed herself in front of the girl. She wanted to her her friend and bad sex hardly led to 'keeping in touch. Slowly she rubbed the outside of Ciara's pussy, almost trying to warm the other girl up as much as gayher the nerves for the next step herself. Then she pressed her fingers in, softly. Just exploring the soft skin and trying to ensure she was doing it right. Her thumb ran over the other girls clip as she pressed in just an inch or two with her middle finger before pulling back.

Alaya was suddenly on top. Not that she minded, but perhaps unexpected. Particularly because she didnt have alot of experience, she focused on things that she knew felt good. Ciara moaned and Alaya pressed against her. As she spoke she Alaya broke her lips from Ciaras skin and looked at her. Unsure exactly what her next steps would be. She pressed her lips lightly to Ciaras neck and let her hands wander. Ciara wanted to be the whore, okay. She wasnt used to being on this side of the event. She felt rather nervous, this other woman with experience beyond Alayas. So easily able to turn into the role that she wanted to play for their time together. She tried to come off confident. Alaya was still gentle but let her hands move inward, rubbing the inside of Ciaras thighs and pressing her fingers to her folds. Not penetrating just teasing as she explored the space.

Alaya almost laughed when Ciara almost sounded impatient and insisted they both undress. But instead she just smiled and finished sliding her panties down and sat up to strip her dress and bra off. No hesitation. She tossed them into a pile in the corner of the room. Alaya leaned back down into the bed, placing a hand on Ciara's face to kiss her again. Alaya took the next step, gently kissing down the side of Ciaras next toward her chest. She put her hands on Ciaras upper, outer thighs. Gently caressing her legs, and teasing about moving closer inward.

Alaya just spent her time holding the other girl. As she felt the hands creep to her rear she pressed herself closer to Ciara. Now it didn't really feel that sexual if she was honest. Yes they were leading there. But it felt more exploratory, and comforting. Just holding each other almost. It made her feel less lonely even if this was just an experiment. She didn't show any haste. Alayas hands moved to the other girls rear. One leg gently twisted into Ciaras just pressing more skin to skin. Maybe this would be as far as it got. Maybe not. Alaya was comfortable here, but curious for more. It could wait though. Slow and steady.

Alaya moaned softly against the other woman as she felt her hand on her chest- more of an encouragement then anything else. It felt gentle, and strong at the same time- her nipples responding in kind. As she removed her hand, Alaya took this as a chance to remove Ciara's shirt. Alaya moved her hands slowly up from the other girl'ships, not touching anything yet. Sliding them up, then back down the sides of her body, caressing the other girl's warm skin. She flushed as Ciara pressed her hand to her thigh. Alaya then broke the kiss to shift herself on the bed, kicking her shoes to the ground as she moved to lean into the pillows on her bed. Still mostly upright, but lounging a bit more comfortably; Alaya's hands gently encouraged the other girl to move next to her, and she leaned in to press her lips against hers again. Nothing feverish, but a deep and slow kiss. Alaya moved one hand to Ciara's exposed chest, the other resting comfortably on the girls hip, rubbing it lightly. Her fingers just barely touched the skin around her nipple to perhaps tease a bit and return the favor. Alaya decided she liked his girl, while on a rocky start when she introduced all the negatives of the job she'd chosen, this was turning into quite a fun training session. Even if it turned a little more intimate then perhaps either of them bargained for- it felt appropriate. OCC: No worries ~ it's the worst for sure.

Alaya had no where to be, and little experience in what to do next- so she took her time. She was enjoying the physical closeness, and the warmth of another person. Ciara was letting her set her own pace as well, which was a combination of frustrating and welcomed. It was an imbalance of what she was used to, but also holding a completely new experience that she knew held different things. Ciara was slowly taking off her clothes, now the woman only sat with her underwear and shirt on. Alaya let her hands comfortably just explore Ciara's smooth back, just gently grazing her skin with her fingers and she almost teasingly moved from one side of the girl's neck to the over, letting her lips graze Ciara's collar bone. Slowly Alaya's hand crept upwards and the shirt with it until it teased to reveal more than Ciara's stomach. Alaya was both jealous of how pretty Ciara was, and pleased a girl as pretty as her was finding herself intimate with Alaya. While Alaya had felt silly wearing her best dress for a training meeting, she was thankful now, it had a nice confidence boosting effect. Alaya found Ciara's lips again and didn't quite press into them rather just hovered closely as she moved to return the favor, just unhooking her own bra. But not removing it quite yet. Alaya's hands both moved to Ciara's hips, just gently feeling the girl with no sense of urgency as she pressed her lips back to Ciara's.

@SataiRolePlayingGuy @DigiDJ Sorry ya'll, I was busy. I don't inherently plan to be again. But life, ya know? So whatever you guys feel comfortable with is absolutely chill with me! Just LMK!

As Ciara's fingers undid her jeans Alaya gently pulled back from the kiss. Not quite breaking it but making it softer. Easing the intensity of the moment. She hadn't been entirely depending on something like this to happen. Though she supposed she shouldn't have ruled it out working in a whorehouse- and she wouldn't say she wasn't inherently enjoying her training thus far. Alaya just pressed her fingers into the skin of Ciara's hips as she almost teased with pulling the jeans off the woman on her bed. Feeling Ciara's hands on her hips and waist, just gently exploring Alaya found the touch comforting. Eventually Alaya did pull them down and helped her out of them. It was gentle between them, the air didn't have a rawness or urgency about it like a lot of the other experiences that she had had with sex in the past. Men tended to have the passion an urgency that sometimes Alaya prefered, taking what perhaps they wanted. Hardly taking the time just to be. But there was something to be said for taking the time. Alaya's hand moved up the bare skin on the girl's thigh, and eventually up over her rear. Though she only grazed it, she let her hands settle on the other girls waist as well. But Alaya was enjoying the contact, and pushed Ciara's shirt up just so her hands were toughing bare skin. Alaya leaned back into the kiss again, only to gently pull away and place sweet pecks along the girl's jaw line and nape of the neck. OOC: Sorry I've been MIA for the week, but I'm back!

Ayala leaned into the kiss. She could already tell that this was softer, more delicate. Not what she was used to, or even preferred in her male partners. But it was nice. As their tongues explored eachothers mouths she couldn't help but recognize that this girl knew what she was doing. Everything was firm but gentle. Alaya's hand that had been gripping Ciara's slowly moved up her arm just dancing along her skin. It was soft. She placed her hand on the side of Ciara's face as the kiss deepened. To be honest she wasn't sure what she was expecting but she was enjoying herself. Her hand on Ciara's knee moving up her leg to the hem line of her clothing not daring yet to go further.

Ciara seemed confused, and Alaya frowned. That hadn't been her intention with her questioning. She returned the pressure from the girl as she squeezed her had. She liked the physical comfort of other people. It'd always been reassuring. She thought she understood why the girls could turn to each other ffor mental support, and physical. Plus the idea that Ciara was finding her interesting, wanting her to some sort of nontraditional degree was something Alaya always longed for. "I dont have much experience, you even likely have more then I." Alaya said gently, sharing in this moment their pasts. "Maybe some kissing and touching I suppose. But I dont think I want a relationship with anyone, not like that. Not right now. And I perfer men too, from the experiance I do have. But.. I'm not... Not open." She said, but honestly she was intrigued. "You're very pretty too." Ayala's coed and blushed at the compliment from Ciara. As Ciara kind of almost talked herself into something that hadn't happened yet Alaya moved her other hand to Ciara's knee furthest away from her. "It couldn't hurt... right?" She asked innocently. Alaya gently pulled the other girls knee toward her just so she could lean in for a kiss. But with Ciara's hesitation she didnt make contact - letting her do that. She hovered closely staring down at Ciara's lips, her fingers gripping the girl's knee almost in anticipation.

Ayala was taken a back for a moment when Ciara bgun speaking about the different types of affention that she might recieve in kind. She didnt even realize that her actions would be taken that way. She guessed she didnt mind. Really she just liked most affection, in most forms. So.. In the right space. Especially if it was a way that the girls sometimes used to communicate and build trust. Alaya wanted strong relationships with others of the house. She knew it would help when he heart felt heavy. "Oh..." Alaya said simply, wondering what Ciara was hinting at. Or if she was merely being helpful with her words of advice again. This girl was both very up front and a little calculating in seeing how Alaya responded. "I guess that makes sense, it is different here." She mused and looked over Ciara again, she was pretty. Alaya moved her hand and placed it on top of Ciara's just gently grasping her hand. "And what about you?" She asked softly, perhaps she was speaking out of place. But they were sharing, and she liked this other girl. More so as a confidant and a friend- but Alaya realized she was open to connecting in a different way. If only to find what it felt like.

Always laughed and nodded. "8 is alot though, I wouldnt recommend it... or probably trade most of them in for anything." But the feeling of sisters that Ciara was describing was relationship between the others was reassuring. Even if vastly different. She smiled and playfully hugged the other girl from the side. Only for a second before releasing her new, Ayala's now decided, friend. "I'm rather touchy feely as a person." She smiled wiggling her fingers playfully. "When there's so many people in the house growing up you dont really get a choice. While I e always had a bed, I've literally never had my own room." She told Ciara, glancing around her own. "That being said if I touch you to much please just tell me to back off. My perception of things is probably way different then yours." She said sweetly. Alaya nodded glad no one was forced too come off birth control. But wondering if the price was right she would roll the dice like Ciara.

Ayala laughed just a little. "I mean like you said, I hope perhaps we become friends, it would have to go both ways." She said gently. Sure Ciara was her mentor, but Alaya liked to feel needed. Even emotionally from her counterparts. She noticed the other girl got closer but didnt mind. She was used to physical affection from her own sisters. And honestly she missed having so many people around, even if they were annoying. Ayala had very little sexual experiance with women and hardly saw that as a possibility. And their bonding and physical closeness didnt even cross her mind as being something that could be more. "We can work our way there when maybe I have more to share with you. Most of my experience isnt all that interesting." Ayala laughed when Ciara joked about not going to detail about the 'short list'. When Ciara begun talking about kids her nose scrunched up, not quite in disgust, but at least agreement. "I dont think I want kids, and you're right. Probably not now, or here." She looked around. She chose to be here she wouldn't want that inherently for any offspring. She hadn't even thought about breeding as an option, it did make her a little uneasy. But it sounded like other girls were up to that task and hopefully it wouldn't come her way. At least too quickly. "Its good here. For me. But I'd want more for them I think." She shrugged lightly, happy to have common ground of substance with this stranger, perhaps soon to be friend. "I had 8 sisters and help raise a few of them. I think I want some time to myself for a bit. Be a little selfish, where I can. "

As Ciara spoke Ayala's face softened and she placed her hand on Ciaras hand. She hoped not to make the other girl uncomfortable, only to hopefully provide more of a reassuring touch. Ciara didnt have to share with her and she appreciated it. The openness from the other girl made her trust her more, and selfishly put Ayala at ease. "I wont pry, but while I may not understand or have the experience you do. I can listen if you want." It was easy to feel alot of disdain for yourself, she wasn't unfamiliar with it herself. Though she wasn't sure how the whorehouse would lend itself to her image of herself. Her initial reason for joining while interlaced with independence was about feeling wanted. She wasn't naive enough not to know that. As she spoke about the ppsitives about the job Alaya smiled a bit. She already had her head in the clouds about the mystery men that she would meet. Though she was trying to stay firmly grounded. Not all stories end as the fantasies that Ciara was touching on. She placed her hand on Ciaras knee as she talling about feeling aweful, like a used object. Ayala wasn't sure how to comfort the other girl. Not that she needed it, but Alaya could till that perhaps she had some things happen in her time here that weren't all that pleasant. "Thank you for sharing. It does help."Alaya reassured. "I'm sure I wont really understand until I've had clients myself, and my experiences will be different. But I'll try to keep expectations realistic." She removed her hand and smiled brightly, more like the cheery girl at the first meeting. "I want to assure you've taken your warning to heart, and I dont want to belittle that. But, tell me something maybe funny or awkward that's happened. We can have a laugh." She tried to lighten the mood just a little.

As for Alaya she wont necessarily seek it out with Ciara. But she probably wouldnt say no It sounds like shell be a busy bee to start!

Alaya nodded as she explained the process. Aileen had described it a little bit when she had first come to the house. But honestly having a first hand experiance telling of what would happen was nice. She was glad that she got some say in timing. Just having a schedule forced upon her didnt feel very appealing. And the thought that they deserved to know what would happen, and that customers who behaved poorly could be blacklisted. As Ciara got to her knees Alaya followed and stood behind her to see what she was pointing at. She smiled, thankful for a panic button. A security blanket, if she wanted it. Security team as ba k up if she needed it. While Aileen had used the sisters line it was reassuring to hear from another girl I'm the house. Alaya moved to sit on her bed and ensured there was room for Ciara if she chose to sit as well. "Tell me about your experiance." She smiled sweetly, "If you feel comfortable. Or if not maybe any clients that I should be aware of? Or anything else you think is important?"

Alaya nodded. "Its okay, I'd rather spend sometime understanding the truths of what I've gotten myself into." She said sweetly, "I'm sure there will be a time, being away from family and dealing with strange clients will be an adjustment, absolutely." As she spoke about how to take clients she nodded, trying to remember the photos she took. While Ciara was quite blunt about what the photos should look like, she had a point. Maybe at reshoots she'd have to she's got help with posing ideas. Currently the photos she took weren't all that nude, though there were aspects, mostly toppless. She might want to reconsider that if she wanted clients. Mental note. Ciara's talk made her question if there were things she had not heard of that should have been added to the list. She put that on the back burner, she supposed shed find out and hopefully be able to update from there. "What happens if a client changes what they want in the middle of a session? Perhaps they want something more expensive, and havent paid yet, but plan too. How does that work?" She asked, she was partially trying to figure out what the procedure would be if a client over stepped.

That's fine Either way will just mean a different first view of the house for her, both interesting!

Thanks! What is he particularly hoping for his first interaction?

Ayala's shut the door as the woman came in. She came off a little cold in her opinion, but this was part of Ciara's job, and Ayala knew better then take it personally. She smiled softly and just let the woman speak, folding her hands in front of her and listening intently, nodding as the woman began her disclaimer. She gulped. Some of the warnings were effective, others were more of interest to her. But for the most part she knew what to expect, this was a calculated choice for her, but having it come from a woman with experiance had a different tone. Realizing perhaps some of her 'no' power was more diminished then she thought was a little daunting. Ayala didnt expect it to be the same but was beginning to realize that perhaps her expectations might be different then reality. Though Alaya's tastes were a little different she was sure there would be some uncomfortable interactions. She appreciated the support the Ciara was offering, even if came with a big warning. Ayala's smile never faded, almost a customer service smile, and she nodded gently in understanding. "I understand. I understand my circumstances are different, I chose to be here in part due to the type of freedom I think it can afford me." Alaya said gently. "I do appreciate the candor." She said simply. If she was honest Alaya wasn't sure how she felt about Ciara, she was kind enough, smart, pretty, and she for sure as hell didnt waste time on pleasantries. But she felt a bit of a burden for the other girl. Perhaps she had annoyed Ciara with being too chipper? "Maybe you can tell me about the process if taking a client?" She said, tuning down the cheeriness to a much more professional level "Aileen helped me set my profile, as you mentioned. But I'm not very clear on how the communication with the client will go to understand what they want." Alaya said, "I have some experiance, but never in a setting such as this."

Satai: Sounds great! I posted with Ciara! I hope it works, and feedback you have is great too DigDJ: I think that Alaya could be a good match for him! But she is still rather new if that still appeals to him. I know that threads don't inherently need to be happening at the same time ~at least I don' t think?

Alaya had settled just fine. If she was honest with herself she was a bit nervous, but more in the too excited to sleep way. The lingering thoughts of, perhaps she wouldn't like it like she thought she would, and perhaps she had made the wrong choice distancing herself so far from family still danced in the back of her mind, but they were only whispers. This was something she chose, which she understood was not always a choice for the other women of the house, but here she saw a chance to be independent. She got to say yes, and no, and perhaps for the right price when it pleased her. Aileen had be lovely welcoming her in, but she knew that this would be the next step of learning to be part of the house. But honestly, she was craving some of the community that having other girls around had, and she was used to sharing the bathroom with 8 other girls so that wasn't even a concern for her. While unsure about the night she wanted to make a good impression. Alaya pressed her hands to her hips and looked at herself in the mirror. It was only tiny but it gave her a good enough impression of if she looked alright. Most of her clothes weren't inherently meant for a woman in her position but they would do until she purchased more. Plus she was sure most clients weren't paying to look at her clothes. The deep blue dress hugged her just slightly, but it dropped to a modest length at her knee. She figured this was perfect to meet one of her coworkers in. Though it was probably one of the nicer things she owned, which wasn't much. All of her items were in a small suit case with a lock on it stored in the corner underneath her bed. Most of what she did own were clothes, but there were a few family photos and trinkets were tossed into the lot as well. Alaya seemed satisfied with how she looked, at least all but her hair. She moved to fidget with again, pushing it away from her face, then gently fluffing it with her fingers, before finally settling on pulling it back loosely into a low pony tail. As she her the knock on the door she smiled, and quickly opened it, likely as the other woman was half way through her initial knock. "Hello" She said cheerily, stepping to the side to give the other woman space to come in if she wanted. "I"m Alaya, very nice to meet you." She said, trying to tone down her eagerness just a bit. "Aileen said you'd be helping me get to know the house a little bit, understand my job?"

Ope. Totally right! I'll edit :)

DigDJ: I think that could work! But Let me start a bit with the other thread and we can look more into what that might look like! Satai: Perfect! I don't think I'll get anything up until at least later tonight!

I think that could work, and mix things up a little bit!