Cerita Dewasa Gigolo Novels & Stories

“What can I say? I asked for rough and he delivered. Hands tied to the headboard, spanked raw, fucked so hard I saw stars and squirted all over the sheets multiple times. Girl, I think my pussy is ruined in the best way possible.” Zoe burst out laughing, leaning against Mia for support. “Ruined? Babe, you’re glowing like you just discovered the meaning of life through dick. Spill everything. Was he big? Did he talk dirty? Did you beg?” I leaned in closer, voice dropping but still teasing. “Huge. And yes he pounded me like he was trying to break the bed. Called me his good little slut while he slapped my boobs and asd. I came so many times I lost count. And when he finally filled me up… God,

Her voice trembled but was firm, her eyes staring directly at this man. "Oh, you're the one who chatted last night?" This macho man remembered last night's chat, which sounded reckless, promising to pay dearly for intimate lessons. Apparently, Windy had been looking for a gigolo who could teach her how to satisfy a man—she found a secret website and chatted with Wilson, who offered "safe and professional sensual lessons," promising to teach her sucking and shaking techniques that would drive men crazy.

The guy spread her legs wider and with one swift thrust he drilled her ass all the way to his balls, this guy was huge and wider than a beer can. He started drilling her ass real hard and mom was screaming, OH FUCK ME, FUCK ME. The turned her around and pushed her to her knees and told her, open your mouth wide, mom opened her mouth as she was told. The guys started fucking her mouth hard, his balls were slapping against her mouth, and the guy said, man you’re a great whore! I got to tell Rick I want to use you for my clients. Mom was gagging but was taking all the way down her throat, mom had turned into a pro cock sucker. Suddenly the guy started to tense up and he drilled his cock all the

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

he growled, his eyes glistening with lust and contempt, “Now get on your knees.” I slid off the chair and knelt on the carpet that was in front of him. He unzipped his pants slowly, pulling out the thickest cock I’d ever seen. It was long, heavy and veiny, with a swollen purple head already leaking with precum; those kinds of heavy mighty cock I always see in Brazilian porns. I felt so embarrassed because my mouth watered even though I was terrified. “Open.” I parted my lips and he tapped the fat head against my tongue.

I ignored that question. Once I settled in the room I had booked, I swung my laptop open. The gigolo website I found was called something vulgar that I will not be repeating out loud. The profiles were surprisingly organized. I scrolled with a determined, slightly crazy energy, looking for the right man. I didn't bother to check their pictures, because I didn't want to be too choosy. I just needed a good fuck for the night. "Good." I murmured as I sent the request, paid the deposit, and then sat back and waited.

" Destiny shook her hand and introduced herself as well. Jewel giggled nervously and said, 'Honesty I'm not sure where to begin. I guess I'll just start with a bit of my history. I work at a very busy and demanding job. I don't have much of a social life. When I do go out though I like to have sex. Just being honest so please don't judge me. I love my work, but all the stress gets to me through the week so on the weekends when I can find someone, I will more often than not take advantage of the opportunity. Sex relaxes me like nothing else especially good sex. Unfortunately, I've hit a dry spell lately. The few sexual partners I've had have been way too quick and then out they go. I must fin

It'd be a wild ride, scoring cash while driving them wild with pleasure—now that sounds like a party worth crashing! Without wasting a second, I dove straight into my computer and scoured sites looking for gigs as a gigolo. I stumbled upon a website that caught my eye: elitesex.com. It promised a wild experience where both the gigolos and the women flaunt sexy masks during their escapades, keeping their identities under wraps. I mean, who wouldn't want to get it on anonymously, right? Apparently, even some high-profile government officials and celebs are in on the action!

I heard his belt unbuckle and his zipper coming down then a soft groan as he clearly started stroking himself. “Tell me what you’re doing, baby,” he commanded quietly. “Describe that tight little cunt for me.” My mouth went dry, but the tequila and pure lust made me bold. “I’m… I’m rubbing my clit,” I whispered. “It’s throbbing and I’m so fucking wet.” “Good girl,” he growled. “Slide a finger inside and tell me how it feels.” I obeyed without thinking, pushing one finger into my slick heat. A whimper slipped out of my mouth “It’s tight… and slippery. I wish it was something bigger.”

“So… consider this a tip for a job well done. Goodbye.” His brows furrowed. “Wait—what?” I forced a smirk, masking the awkward knot in my stomach. “You don’t have to be shy about it. Even call girls don’t usually admit what they do, so there’s no need to be ashamed.” For a moment, he just stared at me. Then his expression shifted — disbelief, irritation, and something darker flickering behind his eyes. “You think I’m a gigolo?” he asked slowly, his voice low and dangerous now.