LOGINThe floor was decorated with flowers and the room was lit with a colourful red light. The music in the background was soothing, and I could see the image of a naked man. I didn't need to give it a second thought. It was definitely my client.
I didn't have too much time to waste, so I got naked, and I threw my dress on the floor, just right at the entrance of the house, and walked straight to him. “Hello there beautiful” he said with a deep voice.
I grabbed his dick softly and placed a kiss on his lips. He was very hard. His white cock was big anyways and it tasted so good.
But this time around,he caught me by surprise. He took my hand off his dick slowly and cuffed them to the rail of his bed. He didn't forget my leg as well. I was left to lay on the bed with my hands and legs all placed on a leash.
A stripper walked into his room, leaving me to wonder where he actually got the stripper from. She was fully naked while he took a seat on the sofa in front of if the bed.
The lady went down on her knees and she took his cock straight into her mouth. She behaved like she already knew the task and went straight for it.
My client looked me straight in the eyes as he moaned softly while receiving what I would call the best blow job of his life.
I was already struggling softly to let myself loose. I really needed to get the dick into my mouth as well. My nipples were already stiffened and my pussy was already dripping wet.
I needed his touch. I needed my boobs in his mouth. All I want right now is to be that stripper there. Oh my God, she has his dick in his mouth. What feeling can be better than that?
I could feel my body getting warm and my breathing growing faster. My nerves, my senses, everything in me, yearned for this. This wasn't a business to me anymore. This is the moment where I get to feel more like a woman.
Finally, he lifted her face up from his dick and kissed her passionately. He spanked her ass lightly and watched her leave his room. He came to me on the bed and pulled out a vibrator from the drawer next to the bed.
He smiled softly as he looked into my eyes with the vibrator buzzing on his hand. He used it to move around my nipple and breast. He then took it down to my pussy and a feeling that I could not explain, coursed through my nerves.
I moaned loudly and just as he got to climax, he removed the vibrator from my pussy. I opened my eyes to find him unlocking the cuffs on my hand and legs.
He grabbed me immediately and made me take a doggy style position. He took his hard dick and pushed it slowly into my pussy. “Yeah,” I moaned as his dick went into my pussy.
He grabbed my hair softly as he fucked me like a real man. “Yeah baby, I want you to take it all in,” he moaned as he spanked my ass.
It was my turn to ride his dick and I was eager to do just that. He sat on the sofa and I climbed his huge sized cock. I bounced my ass on the dick as it was inside my pussy.
I made sure that I worked on his dick perfectly. When I realised he was going to cum, I went down and pushed his dick straight into my mouth.
I sucked his cock passionately until he eventually ejaculated. I made him spill the whole semen on my face, and I sucked the remaining on his dick.
We both went into the shower and took a cold bath together. After that, I got dressed, took my pay, and he had the driver drop me off right in front of my apartment.
I had to rest off from the day's work. I woke up the following day feeling so hungry, so I dragged my lazy ass to the kitchen.
Unfortunately, I was out of groceries and I had nothing to eat. I had to walk to the grocery store right next door and buy some groceries. I wasn't ready to starve myself.
As I checked through the shelves, I noticed a young man admiring me from behind. He looked hot, though, but I wasn't actually looking to have any intimacy with him.
As I was about to take what I just bought to the counter, he walked right past me and whispered, “ I need to have a taste of what you have done there”. He spanked my ass and pressed it softly.
I was aroused by the sound of his voice and hard grip. I wasn't ready to miss this. I saw him walking into the restroom and I followed immediately.
I walked into the restroom, and I met him already naked. His cock was a large one and he had it in his hand while he was stroking it slowly. He had a firm body physique but he wasn't huge.
He looked into my eyes with those cute grey eyes he had there. My whole body was ready to be fucked by this man. He was a stranger but none of that mattered to me when it comes to fun.
He bent me over and made me lean on the wall as he started fucking me from behind. He was so good that I literally started moaning very loud without caring if anybody would hear us. As we got really engrossed by the fun, we didn't realise when the door was open and a black American dressed in a regular Jean overall walked in.
“What the fuck!” I exclaimed as I saw him stroking his already erect cock.
Matt just shakes his head, finally letting a smirk break through the initial shock. He gestures toward Troy’s still-exposed, twitching length. "Do me a favor and put that monster back in your pants, Troy."Troy laughs, tucking himself back in and zipping up with a sharp metallic slide. "What's the matter, Kingston? Still think your cock is bigger than mine? You look a little intimidated."Matt snorts, leaning back. "I’ve seen the way these shawties look when I walk into a room. I don't need a ruler to know who’s got the ladies screaming louder and longer.”They trade crude, competitive dick-measuring jabs that only two men with too much money and ego can sustain.“You’re all talk, Kingston. You think because you’ve got that brooding, 'CEO of the year' look that these women are actually satisfied? They’re just starstruck. I’m the one who puts in the overtime. I’m the one they’re still texting at 3:00 AM when their boyfriends are asleep."Matt laughs dryly. "Overtime? Is that what you c
"Fuck, yeah," Troy growls, head lolling back against the headrest, hands forcing her face deeper into his crotch. "Suck it, you little slut. Take every goddamn inch. I want to feel your throat stretching."The girl’s eyes roll into the back of her head as she gags, clearly enjoying herself asTroy’s hips begin to buck, his breath hitching desperately.The veins in his neck bulge like thick cords. "Fuck, yeah," he growls, his voice a gravelly pit of pure lust. "Suck that head. Take it all. Drain me.”The pink-haired girl doesn't just use her mouth; she turns it into a goddamn performance. She wraps both hands around the base of Troy’s angry dick, pumping him in sync with her lips. Every time she slides down his length, she moans, letting rains of saliva coat the pink skin of his penis.She pulls back for a second, deciding to focus entirely on his balls, her tongue swirling around them with wet energy before she moves back up to the cap. She swirls her tongue around the flared head, t
The blacked-out Rolls Royce drives into the VIP lot like a shark entering a cove. When Matt Kingston steps out, the mid-day sun glints off his designer shades, as he adjusts the cuffs of his shirt and heads toward the lounge.He takes off his sunglasses, revealing grey eyes and the atmosphere in the outdoor section of the lounge shifts instantly like he brought a vacuum with him that sucked out all the oxygen, leaving every woman in the place gasping and snapping their heads in his direction with thirsty stares. Girls in denim bum shorts that barely cover the ass and tops with necklines plunging to their navels suddenly find interesting ways to stir their cocktails while holding intense eye contact. They’re all of them praying for a single glance from the dashing man in the bespoke suit.Near the entrance, one girl gets so caught up in the "Matt Effect" that she adjusts her breasts in her push-up bra to give him a better view, completely forgetting she’s there with her boyfriend."W
When Matt Kingston isn’t dominating a boardroom, he’s usually found on his private, half-court basketball setup tucked into the wing of his London estate. He never had delusions of joining the NBA, but he worshipped the grit of the game. It was a high-speed, physical escape where the only thing that mattered was the arc of the ball and the snap of the net. He just wanted to be a regular guy for a few days, far away from the constant buzz of his multi-million dollar firm.He sinks a final, perfect three-pointer, the ball swishing through the net with a satisfying snap. Sweat clings to his grey jersey, mapping out the hard, ripped lines of his chest and abs. He heads into the master suite for a shower, but as he passes the marble vanity, his phone starts dancing. "Crazy bitch," he mutters, not even needing to see the ID to know it was that crazy bitch from two nights ago. She’d spent the last twenty four hours blowing up his line, convinced that one night of him rearranging her in
Bill sits up, interest piqued, his eyes scanning her body with renewed greed. "Is that so?"Jessica reaches for the hem of her tight pencil skirt, hikes it up slowly, exposing the tops of her thighs and the delicate lace of her stockings.Then she says in a seductive voice, basking with the thrilling power of seeing a powerful man reduced to a shivering mess. "You've been dying to see what's under here, haven't you? Spent your afternoons throbbing your dick starving to have a glimpse, huh?" Bill’s mouth went dry. He leaned so far forward he was nearly falling off his chair. "Jessica..."She walks closer to the desk, hips swaying, her eyes locked on his. She knew exactly what she was doing. She was a reckless, and beautiful London girl, and was absolutely done with being told what her value was. She passed the guest chairs and circled his massive desk like a shark sensing a leak in a life raft. Bill’s eyes followed her, as she reached him.Bill tried to pull himself together, to rega
Jessica shoves the office door open so hard it cracks against the wall like a gunshot.Bill Muntz flinches behind his oversized mahogany desk, his stubby fingers freezing mid-bite around a jelly donut. Powdered sugar dusts the lapels of his too-tight blazer, and his piggy little eyes blink up at her like she's lost her damn mind.Oh she has.“What the flying fuck is this, Bill?” Jessica slaps her payslip down on his desk hard enough to scatter a stack of invoices. "Well, good morning to you too, Jessica.""Don't good morning me, Bill. You wanna explain this to me?"Bill sets the donut down slowly. Dabs his mouth with a napkin like he's got all the time in the world. As he leans back in his leather chair, the thing groans under his weight like it's begging for mercy then he folds his hands over the mound of his belly.“I assume you’re referring to the payroll adjustment?""Adjustment? You cut my net pay by thirty percent!" Jessica’s chest heaved under her silk blouse. "Why? Where's my







