Se connecterRachel caught her breath, still on the call. "That was good, but I need more, baby. What else do you want?" she asked.
Malik's voice dropped even lower. "That makeup artist... ArYAH he miss pronounced my name. She's still there? She's beautiful from what I saw. I want to see some real action. You and her. Touch each other for me. I'll make it worth it, two thousand dollars. Cash. I'll transfer it to you right now if she says yes."
"Nuhh uh baby, I don't think that's okay, she's staff you know," Rachel said. "But my heart was already flipping from the amount he called."
"Come on, Rachel," he begged. "Get her involved. I want to watch you two fuck. You know what? It's five thousand now."
My stomach flipped. Five thousand? That was life-changing money for me,rent covered for months, debts paid, maybe even savings for my dad's medical bills. But... I wasn't into women like that. I liked guys. This was wrong, even if I was feeling excited at the thought of it.
Rachel looked at me, her body still glistening with sweat, the dildo still buried inside her. "Aria... did you hear that? Malik's offering big money if we play together. Just a show for him. You don't have to do much. I'll lead. Think about it—that cash could change things for you, right?"
I hesitated, biting my lip. My mind raced. It was just touching, right? Not like I was selling my soul. The money... God, the money. "I... okay. But I'm not really... experienced with this. And only if it's quick."
Rachel's eyes sparkled with excitement. She ended the call briefly to transfer the money. My phone buzzed with the notification. Five grand. Just like that. "See? Already done. Now come here, beautiful."
She pulled me closer, her hands gentle at first. My dress came off slowly, her fingers tracing my shoulders, down my arms. I shivered as the cool air hit my skin, my bra and panties the only things left. "You're gorgeous, Aria. So innocent-looking. Malik is going to love this." She restarted the video call, positioning the phone so he could see us both.
Rachel kissed my neck softly, her breath hot on my skin. I tensed but didn't pull away. I couldn't anyway; five grand was in. Her hands cupped my breasts through my bra, squeezing lightly. "Relax, baby. Feel how good this is." She unhooked my bra, letting my tits spill out. My nipples were hard despite myself. She leaned down and sucked one into her mouth, her tongue swirling around my areola. I gasped, feeling a spark shooting straight between my legs.
Malik's voice encouraged them. "Yes, like that. Strip her fully. I want to see you touch that pussy, Habibi."
Rachel's hand slid down my stomach, into my panties. I was embarrassingly wet, so fucking wet. Her fingers found my clit immediately. She rubbed in circles, making my knees go weak. "Mmm, you're soaked, Aria. You like this more than you thought, huh?" She pushed a finger inside me, then two, pumping slowly while her mouth switched between my breasts. I moaned, I couldn't stop myself. Before I knew it, my hands were touching her body, from her hips to her ass.
We moved to the big bed. She laid me down, climbing over me, her breasts brushing over mine. The kiss was deep, her tongue exploring my mouth as her fingers kept working my pussy. I kissed back, getting bolder, my reluctance melting under the heat and the thrill of the money.
"Sixty-nine for me, bebe," Malik commanded. Rachel turned around, lowering her dripping pussy onto my face while her mouth found my clit. I licked it. It tasted warm and slightly salty. I got encouraged by how she shuddered at the first lick. I moved my tongue, sliding into her folds as she ground against me. Her moans vibrated against my own pussy as she sucked my clit hard, fingers thrusting inside me. I grabbed her ass, pulling her closer, licking faster as pleasure rolled through me.
She came first, flooding my mouth with her juices, shuddering and crying out in her native language. "Ahhhh Aria," ¡Oh, Dios mío, esto se siente tan bien!". I followed soon after, my hips bucking. It was a strong orgasm, making my toes curl. But we weren't done. Rachel grabbed the dildo, sliding it into herself again while she fingered me. Then she positioned it between us, rubbing our clits together around the thick toy. We rocked like that, our breasts pressed tight, kissing each other.
"Fuck her with it," Malik urged. Rachel pushed the dildo into me slowly, stretching my walls. It felt huge, filling me completely. She fucked me with it while rubbing my clit, her eyes locked on mine. "Ahhhh, Uhhhh, Oh my god," I cried. I couldn't hold it in. "This sensation is heavenly."
"You feel so good, Aria. So tight." I reached up and played with her nipples, pinching them like I'd seen her do earlier. She moaned, grinding harder on me.
We switched positions. I was now on top, riding the dildo while she held it steady and licked my tits. My hands explored her body freely now, no more hesitation. I slipped fingers into her pussy, matching what she did to me earlier. "Ahhh uhhhh ahhh," we moaned simultaneously, forgetting about Malik for a second.
We came together again, panting and trying to catch our breath. Rachel kissed me softly afterward, stroking my hair. "You did good." Malik praised us both, promising more money for future shows. "I would like some more in the future, maybe my friends can tune in ehh Habibi."
I lay there catching my breath, body buzzing, mind spinning from the intensity. I still can't believe what just happened. My boss will kill me if she ever found out. Am I a lesbian now? Rachel smiled at me. "Stay a bit longer? We could do more... for fun this time." "I'll tip you and give you a good review," she said.
I didn't say no right away. I don't even know if I should let it go on.
Rachel caught her breath, still on the call. "That was good, but I need more, baby. What else do you want?" she asked.Malik's voice dropped even lower. "That makeup artist... ArYAH he miss pronounced my name. She's still there? She's beautiful from what I saw. I want to see some real action. You and her. Touch each other for me. I'll make it worth it, two thousand dollars. Cash. I'll transfer it to you right now if she says yes.""Nuhh uh baby, I don't think that's okay, she's staff you know," Rachel said. "But my heart was already flipping from the amount he called.""Come on, Rachel," he begged. "Get her involved. I want to watch you two fuck. You know what? It's five thousand now."My stomach flipped. Five thousand? That was life-changing money for me,rent covered for months, debts paid, maybe even savings for my dad's medical bills. But... I wasn't into women like that. I liked guys. This was wrong, even if I was feeling excited at the thought of it.Rachel looked at me, her body
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