Gigolo Clown Novels & Stories

Her armless silk gown was covered in mud, and above her knees showed her ebony thighs. " Are you a sex worker?" Tasha's fist tightened, but she managed to hide it behind her. How dare he assume a thing like that about her, he was lucky she needed him to get out of here. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves " Do I look like one to you?" He nodded his head, indicating she did. "Well I'm not, I'm sorry if you aren't used to seeing ladies dress and go out to dates or night parties because I'm guessing you haven't been to one"

We never met again until now. I met two veteran strippers in Heaven’s Club, they became my friend, guardian and family. Cindy and Kitty have always been flirting with different guys. Just like me, I like guys with money in order to get what I want. They will feed me with expensive bags, wallets, clothes and jewelries. This is the life I embrace, to become a gold digger. Let’s say, we used our beauty and body for easy money. The lowest payment for us is two hundred dollars. But no sex, because our boss takes care of us. Most especially our physical appearance. We are always invited to the Bachelor’s Party and other billionaires who are willing to pay for an expensive one night stand. I wore

“What if you pay a gigolo?” Becky’s eyes widened in disbelief. She stared at Diana for several seconds, completely stunned. “I’m serious,” Diana continued. “A gigolo is someone you pay to do his job well.” “His job? You mean sleeping with me?” “Yes. There’s no emotional attachment. Just one night, and it’s done. After that, you can focus on Alessandra and your work without worrying about management. As your friend, I can even recommend a strong gigolo for you.” Diana paused, smiling mischievously.

Kalam had assured her that he would take care of Linda for her, so why was she still alive and going on a date with someone so handsome? “Gigolo? Your informants need to get another job. They’re terrible at the one they currently have,” Linda sneered, turning to face Claire fully. Before the date she was on with Ricardo, she hadn’t gone on any dates in three whole years. Neither had she done any one-night stands, so it was an extreme reach to assume she was dating a gigolo.

“Are you sure you can survive his dick? I saw it in person yesterday and that shit can tear you out for good.” “The bigger the better,baby!” I yelled in excitement and clapped my hands. “You are one nasty grandma.” “We all love what we love right?” “Of course we do.” I logged into the gigolo website and surfed it, going through the pages of other men and honestly,non of them were as good looking as Khelel. I lowkey bagged one of the most handsome gigolos of all. “Hey honey, wassup?” There was a pop up notification on my screen and it was from him.

"The marriage contract. She is interested in playing your wife." Oh God, how was I supposed to reject her without making it sound bad. Clara clearly was blind when picking her, she's totally not what we wanted. "Oh, really. Well Gigi can I know a bit more about you?" I asked, cursing Clara in my mind for putting me in this situation. I really didn't have time for this woman, I needed to think of more important things. "My name is Gigi Goodwill and I'm twenty six years old. I live in Alabama with my sister and I'm currently in town for a small modelling job u got for a local drink company. I'm very ..."

Southern rich was one of the best kinds of rich. I walked by him a few times, making sure to catch his eye. He was definitely interested. Finally I approached him. "Know where I can meet a handsome rich man on a winning streak?" I asked coyly. "Well, you're looking at him little lady. What's your name?" "Jolene." "No way. That's my favorite song!" He exclaimed. "You have good taste. But do you have a good name?" "Names Gunther...so no I do not."

He yells out, drawing everyones attention to us. "The chick is Claire," Claire answers him, matter-of-factly, and he snorts like a pig. "And what's your name?" "They call me Dr Clint," Clint answers her, giving a bogus nickname that none of us has ever given him. "I specialise in virginity removal." There's a roar of laughter behind him as some of the boys pat him on the back for his crude comment. "That's really gross," Claire says back to him, pulling a face of disgust and making me chuckle.

she purred, biting her lips and wiggling her hips in anticipation. Milo swallowed thickly, his erection throbbing painfully in response to her words and her display. She looked so innocent with her legs in the air like that, her wavy hair fanned out underneath her head and her eyes half-lidded, and yet she had a hunger in her eyes he could not quite explain. "W-What if you get pregnant?" Milo heard himself say. The clown pouted. "That's kind of the point, honey.. Come on, stick it in me.. Don't you know clowns like cream pies?"

Maybe she is right, that's why I have stopped looking for any man and decided that hiring a gigolo for a night should suffice. After all, I only need the satisfaction. Today is Monday night and I can't drag my ass to my usual club yet after such a long day of work, I long for a release. Walking to my office desk, I log in to my favourite p**n website. After scrolling through the videos for a while, I click on a random video. The video starts and a hot blond woman appears. She is dressed in a black evening dress and high heels. The man walks into the frame and his blue eyes make my core clench with anticipation.