A few days later, I visited the 'Dead or Alive' brothel again. Marie Rose was there that time, but, too bad, she was busy taking care of another customer, so I settled for another prostitute, Ayane. She had short, purple hair and a pretty voluptuous body. Although it was an awesome experience (I cummed twice; once in her pussy and once between her breasts), I was a little disappointed that I hadn't got to fuck Marie Rose yet.

For a long time, I kept visiting the brothel, but I didn't get laid with any prostitute, since the money Asuna had given me was not endless and I wanted to save the money I had left for the time I would finally get my chance with Marie Rose.

And, someday, that time came! 'Over there,' the old madam running the place pointed at a girl pole dancing. 'This is Marie Rose, the most beautiful flower in our garden!'

She had blonde hair, tied in two ponytails, one on each side of her head, and black eyes. Her breasts were considerably smaller than those of most girls working in there. More generally, her figure was smaller and more delicate than that of most girls in there. She had an innocent expression. Obviously, the loli type. She looked like an angel accidentally fallen from the biblical heaven into a hell of debauchery. And yet her moves around the pole were so skillful! And, as the other girls, she was wearing tiny, almost invisible, string underwear. I had began realizing why she was the most popular girl in the 'market'.

A crowd of potential customers around her were fighting over who would get laid with her. I heard some of the expletives they were exchanging while grappling.

'Go away, asshole. I saw her first.'

'She's mine, bastard.'

'Scram, motherfucker.'

All the while, Marie Rose kept pole dancing as if nothing was happening!

Suddenly, her eyes fell on me. She gave me a seductive look, but in an innocent way. I cannot explain how this is possible; you just should have been there to see that look of hers!

On a graceful gesture of hers, the music stopped! The men fighting noticed that and turned around.

'I have chosen,' the blonde goddess spoke. 'My partner for tonight... (a drumroll sound, which came from god knows where, was heard for a few seconds)... will be him!' She pointed her slender finger at me!

'WHAT?' the other men cried simultaneously and glared at me.

'You're super lucky, kiddo,' the old madam whispered to me and patted me on the back.

'Wait a minute, did she say she chose me?' I pointed at myself. 'I thought that customers choose prostitutes, not the other way around.'

'Not in Marie Rose's case,' the madam explained. 'You see, she's so popular, an army of potential customers fighting over her every night, that she has the luxury of choosing whom she will sleep with.'

'Did... did you say sleep?' I gulped.

'Precisely,' the madam explained. 'The man lucky enough to be chosen by Marie Rose gets to spend not just one hour but a whole night with her. Of course, her fee is infinitely larger than that of any other girl's.'

'Umm... how much?' I wondered, sweating.

The madam whispered the answer in my ear.

'Gosh!' I cried. That was, more or less, all the money I had left. But, for the sake of such a chick, it was worth it.

'This is preposterous,' a man protested, pointing at Marie Rose. 'You're selecting a brat over a real man like me?'

To my surprise, Marie Rose fell on her (lovely) knees. Was she about to cry? Yes, she burst into tears! 'Waah, that bad sir made me sad.'

The old madam run over to her. She crouched and hugged the girl's head to comfort her. 'There there, girl,' I heard the old lady whisper to Marie Rose.

The madam turned to the man that had upset Marie Rose (was she really upset?) and glared at him. 'Leave this place now, mister, or I'll have to make you!'

'Hah!' the man scoffed. 'You and what army?'

At that moment, it struck me. I had visited that brothel so many times and never seen a security guard or something. How were they supposed to get rid of customers willing to cause trouble such as him?

It wasn't long before I got my answer. I saw Momiji and Ayane step in.

'This is your last warning, sir,' the brunette crossed her arms over her practically bare chest.

'Step aside, whores,' the man scoffed at them with a dismissive gesture.

The two voluptuous women looked at each other, eyes widened.

'Did... did he call us whores?' Ayane wondered.

'I think he did,' Momiji nodded.

Everything happened at lightning speed. The next thing I knew, the two women were pummeling the troublesome man.

'WE'RE NOT WHORES, SIR,' Momiji yelled.

'WE ARE PROSTITUTES!' Ayane added. 'GOT IT? PROSTITUTES!'

It was so hot to see those two female, nude bodies moving in such a deadly manner! So the girls there all were martial arts experts! That was why they needed no pimps for their protection.

Of course, after that demonstration, the other men dissipated quickly from the scene, giving up their hopes of fucking Marie Rose that night and settling for the other whor... err, PROSTITUTES the shop had to offer.

'Sorry for the interruption, kid,' Ayane said to me when the man had been kicked out.

'And now, go for it, lucky kid. Enjoy your blessing,' Momiji winked at me and nudged me meaningfully.

I gulped and turned to Marie Rose, who had got up. She extended her arm towards me, still with an innocent expression. I took her hand and she took me to a room.

'Sit on my bed,' she said. Although, technically, it was an order, her childlike tone of voice made it sound like a little girl's plea to her parent.

I sat. She locked the door with childlike excitement while momentarily lifting one foot and revealing her sole, which somehow wasn't dirty in the slightest!

She turned to me and, in a seductive dance, removed the two ropes on her body, leaving herself nude.

I chuckled and started undressing. 'Eek!' the girl cried. 'What are you doing?' Her expression was seriously that of a little girl who just saw the genitalia of an exhibitionist in an alley.

I froze, eyes widened. Was that a pretence? Or was she going to call her colleagues to kick my butt as they had done to that poor man earlier?

I stayed still for a while, unsure what to do. As if she had instantly recovered from her shock, she walked over to the drawer chest and took out... a lolipop! It was a huge, luxury lolipop, appropriate for a little princess! She unwrapped it with childlike enthusiasm. Then, with a more casual expression, she sat on a chair in front of me, with her legs open, thus offering me a view of her shaved pussy, and started licking her candy indifferently.

This went on for a while. 'Umm, do you intend to eat it all or will you save some for later?' I dared to speak.

'Depends,' she shrugged. 'Do you have anything better for me to lick?'

I started again undressing, tentatively. When I was nude, I opened my legs, revealing my erect dick.

'Ohh, what is that thing?' Marie Rose cried. She tossed her lolipop on the chair and excitedly ran over to me.

She crouched in front of me and took my genitalia in her hands. 'It looks like the lolipops mom and dad buy me,' she commented, setting the skin aside, thus revealing the red shaft. 'Except this is so much better.'

Actually, the way she was groping my balls was skillful, her movements were precise, she knew exactly where to touch me to make me feel rushes of pleasure (I can't imagine how many men she must have slept with to have such good knowledge of male anatomy!), and yet her expression and comments made her look like an innocent child examining something she saw for the first time in her life!

'Let me see if it also tastes as good as lolipops,' she said with a childlike, curious expression. She engulfed my cock in her mouth. My hands unconsciously gripped the blanket. That was the most skillful blowjob I had ever received. Her hand that was holding my shaft in place, her hand that was massaging my balls and her tongue all were moving with perfect synchronization. And the view of her bobbing head and her rear view in general made it so much better!

At some point, she let go of my penis and looked at me. For a moment, she replaced her childlike expression with an adult one. 'This is just the beginning,' she said solemnly. Was that... a threat?

Marie Rose was lying on her back, surrendered to sensations, as I was exploring her whole body. I was caressing her blonde hair while kissing her neck. I was descending, through her shoulders, to reach her upper limbs. I was massaging and kissing her small but amazing breasts. I was exploring her belly as if it was a new land. I was groping and kissing, through her legs, my way to her feet, which I treated with care and tenderness.

All the while, the girl was making comments (during the periods when my lips were not stuck on hers, that is!): 'What are you doing to me? What is this newfound happiness I can feel? All my life, my parents, priests and teachers have been telling me not to let boys touch me. They told me awful things would happen to me if I did that. Then why, now that I'm finally doing it, is it so good?'

If one watched that scene without knowing we were in a brothel, they'd really believe that girl was an innocent virgin!

Marie Rose and I were doing it in a missionary position. The girl was continuing her comments and whispers: 'I feel so free. I feel I'm flying.'

Marie Rose was sitting on the drawer chest, with her ankles behind her ears! I was standing and fucking her, sometimes making out with her, sometimes kissing her feet over her head. 'A whole new world has opened up before me. Thank you for introducing this world to me, my love!' Marie Rose whispered, her toes curling with pleasure.

Marie Rose and I were doing it anal style. 'Oh, God, it hurts so much!' the girl cried like a little girl being raped. Actually, from the way her buttcheeks spread, I could tell she had done anal a million times in the past and it didn't hurt her at all!

At some point, I unconsciously started planting slaps on her back and ass. 'Why are you punishing me, sir?' she cried. 'Tell me what I've done wrong and I swear I'll never do it again.'

I was lying on the floor, on my back. Marie Rose was sitting on me, in a lotus position, and bouncing on my dick, her back turned to me. 'I'm skyrocketing! You're taking me to the stars,' the girl whispered. 'Don't stop, sir. Take me higher and higher. Take me to outer space!'

Marie Rose and I were back on the bed, in a classic, dull, missionary position... with her feet on my shoulders! (How flexible is that chick?) 'I'm in the heavens,' the girl kept talking. 'I'm a flying angel. And I can see so many wonderful things from up here. Oh, look. Over there, I can see my grandparents' house I used to visit, the garden I would spend lovely afternoons in, the swings my besty and I would sit on and chat for hours, the garden table where I would enjoy grandma's homemade ice cream. Ohh, so many lovely memories.'

Marie Rose and I were 69ing each other. The girl was saying something, but, with my dick in her mouth, I couldn't make out what it was. During that process, it struck me that it was the first time in my life I was doing 69!

Marie Rose was bouncing on me, her feet not touching the ground! With my back elevated, my palms and soles supporting my body, I was lifting my partner's whole body in the air. 'I think I can see the solar system,' Marie yelled, looking at the ceiling, her hands gripping my chest. 'So many beautiful planets!'

I was standing, holding Marie Rose by her hips, her back turned to me. She was not touching the ground at all! 'More, more, I want more,' the girl cried as I was fucking her.

At some point, her upper body accidentally slipped forward, but, thankfully, she extended her arms in time and took hold of a piece of furniture, thus preventing herself from falling on the floor. We resumed fucking, as if nothing had happened!

Marie Rose and I were rolling on the bed, in each other's arms, our legs tangled. 'Don't pull out of me, my love,' she whispered. 'Please, don't leave me. I have never felt so fulfilled. I think I can see God himself right now!'

Marie Rose and I were lying on the bed, panting. The bed was a mess, chairs and desks were turned over, clothes and condoms full of sperm were scattered around everywhere. There was a red rubber on the turned over desk. A pink rubber was hanging from the edge of a turned over chair's leg. A black rubber with ribs was next to me on the bed. Oh, also a yellow one at the bottom of the bed. On the floor, I spotted a colorless rubber and a green one with dots. I couldn't even recall using some of those condoms anymore!

'Onii chan,' Marie Rose mumbled with an innocent smile and cuddled in my arms. I kissed her forehead. Soon, she fell asleep.

After all that, I knew full well why that girl was the queen of the brothel. If Asuna and I ever got married, that was definitely where I would hold my bachelor party!