Society was never truly fair to the fairer sex. A prime example involving the equal rights movement and societal views of what a girl should do. Clean the house, make dinner, raise the kids, and do whatever a guy said. The most ignored or shamed topic? Sex.<br/><br/>Many shun the idea of a woman having an active sex life, outside of a single man. If one were to have multiple partners, she’s used goods, expired, or a outright whore. Not in the good way either. Yuko never heard a bigger load of bullshit before.<br/><br/>If a woman wants to go have a good time then why the fuck shouldn’t she? Who cares if someone judges her for it? That’s the important lesson she learned years ago, back when she started having sex. The first time was like a baptism of sin. Gone were the days of her naivety and innocent. In their wake came lust, pride, and proud debauchery.<br/><br/>Years of experience allowed her to take the job of a sex worker without hesitation or shame. Hell, she was the one to suggest it!<br/><br/>Harmonia was an awesome girlfriend to do this with. The girl was showing herself off was as much pride as herself. Yuko watched the crowd of people walk by and shamelessly showed herself off to them. A few women looked away and scowls. Jealously and lack of confidence in their own bodies. A few boyfriends got caught looking and their partner’s gave them an ear full. Their relationship wasn’t secured, but she had that effect on people. As if her existence was a test of faith.<br/><br/>She took her friend’s bait with ease and started to dominate in the kiss (https://img3.gelbooru.com//images/21/34/2134f4ca83a1ca4c293ebe4f647d0e35.gif), after a few seconds. It was a habit of hers when it comes to less experienced partners. Or weaker ones. Wonder if the small trail of clear liquid on her leg can be seen to anyone walking by?<br/><br/>The barely legal girl ate up all the attention and even dared a few people to come greet her. Who cares if she’s booked. These tits were rated E for everyone. A careful eye can see a faint glow in Yuko’s eyes (https://thumbs.gfycat.com/BlondPopularCoati-max-1mb.gif) from behind the glass. But it only lasted for a few moments. A trick of the eye?<br/><br/>”I think we already know what the answer to that question is.” Confident little bitch, isn’t she? Yuko took a page out of Harmonia book and allowed her bubble butt to be on full display to the people outside. However, she took a step further and gave anyone passing by a seductive wave good bye and end it off with a kiss being blow to them. That should get them future costumers.<br/><br/>”Slow down, babe. He’s about to burst. We can’t let the fun end so soon.” Yuko warned her second friend as she got herself on the man’s other side.<br/><br/>Nothing but pride and joy was felt for her dark skinned friend. ”I can tell your enjoying yourself, mister. My girlfriend wasn’t experienced until I broke her in. Can you believe it?” Her head resting in the man’s shoulder as her fingers played with his nipples. They weren’t actually her girlfriends, but she liked to call them that. ”I love her so much. You will too by the time you leave here, mister.” Yuko didn’t allow the man to talk and silenced him with full mouth kiss. Tongue and all.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Narration</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/><strong><em>Record Scratch and Freeze Frame.</em></strong><br/><br/>”I bet you were thinking that this was gonna be another superhero story, but those barely legal girls are sucking that dude off! Well, you weren’t wrong! <br/><br/>See that hot asian? With the big tits? That’s me. I’m Yuko Kawasaki. Heiress to the Kawasaki Zaibatsu and full time slut. Those two girls? My girlfriends! Well....not officially speaking, but they might as well be! <br/><br/>Getting back to point, I bet your wondering why the hell we are in a brothel, out in the middle of Venice, about to get freaky and nasty with a guy old enough to be our father? First, my friend sucking him is gonna call him daddy anyways, so it fits. But more important, we didn’t have a choice. <br/><br/>Actually.....we did since no one was forced to work here. A good night with my friends convinced them, if you know what I mean!  &gt;:) It’s the running away bit we didn’t have a choice in. <br/><br/>Why did a bunch of girls run away? Short answer is parents. Long answer is gonna take a while, so let’s go back a few months, when I first arrived in Europe.<br/><br/><strong><em>Rewind</em></strong><br/></div></div>