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Just curious and wondering if Mike is also cheating and fking other ladies outside?
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Back then I never bothered to ask. Right now, I know who he's fucking and I even watched them. |
#168
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You watched alone or were fucking as you watched?
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#169
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Just watched alone. It was fun to see my husband under pressure knowing that I'm watching.
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#170
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What's up with tomorrow as an interesting day??
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#171
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I woke up the next day and my whole body was aching. How in the world was I supposed to see clients like this? Especially if they were beasts like Tom.
In any case, I went about my day normally, doing my own thing until Dan texted. D: I've got you a room at XXX Hotel. You'll be there till 10pm at least. First client at 3. Payment via cash only. Collect upon arrival. You're at $400/shot/hour. Transfer 40% agent fees to me once you're done. I'll text you the account number. Client likes boobs so you know what to do. Fantastic. My first client. And I was kind of regretting the agreement. I don't recall the agent fees being so high. I assumed it was around 20%. But oh well, the room was booked by Dan, so I guess that's why the fees were higher. After lunch I slowly made my way over to the hotel and checked-in. The room was normal. Like a normal hotel. At least it seemed clean. The client arrived right on the dot. I collected the cash and placed it in the room safe. The client was old, probably mid 50s. I brought him to the shower. I think he was rather experienced in this as he was all over me the minute I got undressed. He was rough, which kind of turned me on. But if he was going to be this rough, I might be too sore for the next client. I stroked him till he was hard as I washed and soaped his body. I wondered if I needed to fake an orgasm later. His cock was really small, and didn't get really hard. He roughly fingered me, I hope he didn't cut or tear anything. I towelled him dry and we proceeded to the bed. I took the Okamoto to standby. He was still hard so I capped him and sucked. I guess I would get used to the taste of lube eventually. Hilariously, I was barely doing anything and he came into the condom. He cursed in Hokkien as it was barely 15 minutes into the hour and he had already cum. C: Can we do it again? Me: My boss said one shot per hour. C: I'll pay you directly, don't tell your boss. Me: How much? C: $400. I thought about it for a while. Why the hell not? I removed the condom, tied it up and disposed of it. I stroked him and capped him again, this time teasing him with my fingers. I was about to blow him again when he came again. C: What the hell??? Me: Erm. C: How are you so good? I shrugged. C: One more shot. This was getting too easy. I removed the condom again. This time, I teased him with my fingers and licked his balls before putting on the condom. C: Shit!!! And he came again even before I could get the condom on. I looked at the clock. He still had 15 minutes left. Me: So how? C: I don't think I can cum again. Let me play with your breasts for the rest of the time. Me: Ok. I lay down next to him with my chest in his face and he suddenly became like a baby, suckling, nuzzling and licking my breasts and nipples. One hour on the dot, he stopped. He took his phone and logged into into the internet banking app, selected PayNow and passed it to me. C: Number please. I keyed it in and passed it back to him, he proceeded with the transaction and went to shower by himself. I offered to wash him but he declined. Few seconds later, I got a notification on the funds transfer. He transferred $2000 to me. I approached him as he came out. Me: You transferred too much. C: Oh don't worry about it. It was damn worth it. Me: Oh. Ok. Thanks. C: I'm looking for a sugar baby, would you be interested? Me: Errr… C: Think about it. He passed me a name card. Me: Ok. He left and I went to shower, then called for fresh towels to be sent to the room. $2000 and I didn't even have to have sex. And a sugar baby offer. Interesting. I immediately transferred Dan his agent fee for the first client and waited for further instructions. I wondered how the next client would turn out. |
#172
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My first day as an escort.
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#173
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Actually the story is about to end already.
After my writer sends me the rest of the chapters about my escort days, there's really nothing else except for me finally introducing my husband to my FWB and the numerous threesomes thereafter. |
#174
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Or maybe you can write about your experiences with toys if any and what are the ones you like...
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#175
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I don't think I can write as well as Mark. Haha.
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#176
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Do u get jealous of him fking another lady? |
#177
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In the past I'd get jealous even he even if he was only talking to his classmates. Now I'm different. |
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So apparently I had no clients for the next few hours so I spent the time surfing the web and watching youtube. It was a good idea bringing my laptop.
I headed out around the area looking for an early dinner but couldn't find anything I was interested in, eventually just getting cup noodles from 7-11. Dan texted around 5pm, my next client would be at 6pm. This time the agent fee was 20% and the client had booked me for 2 hours. I freshened up and waited. At 545pm the doorbell rang and I opened it. If I had testicles, I swear they would had retracted into my body when I opened the dooe. Shit. John: June???? Me: John???? He turned to leave. But I needed to get him back. He was, after all, Mike's good friend. What if he told Mike what I was doing? Although he seemed ok with me fucking Dan and Tom, I dreaded to find out what he would think about this. I dragged him into the room and shut the door. Me: Does April know? J: Does Mike know? I think we both knew the answer as neither decided to answer. J: I won't tell him if you don't tell her. Me: I rarely talk to her nowadays anyway. We sat down on the bed. J: So why? Me: Money issues. Mostly. J: The bond? It's paid back in installments. It's manageable. Me: That asshole already broke two bonds. And I had to take a pay cut at work. J: Yeah… Well… aren't there any other options? Me: Our savings are being depleted. We have to pay for the house stuff and car. J: Well… can't really say anything about it. He's my bro. I have to support his decisions whether they make any sense or not. Me: Fine. Whatever. So are we going to do this or not? J: Err… Me: You're already here. He handed over $800 and I kept it in the safe. Somehow this was turning out to be a perfect yet warped opportunity to take some revenge on Mike. Imagine me fucking his best friend behind his back. And getting paid for it. But April… I wouldn't know how to face her if she found out. I hurriedly unbuckled his jeans and removed his t-shirt. He still maintained his body even at this age. Perks of being in the armed forces I guess. I fondled the famous bulge through his briefs. The bulge that got April interested in him in the first place. I pulled down his briefs and it sprung out. And it wasn't very impressive. Mike was bigger. Dan was bigger. Tom was bigger. It probably looked big due to his toned body. But whatever, I had taken his money. Now I was going to fuck him well. I didn't even bother to bring him to the shower, pulling back the foreskin and taking his dick into my mouth. It was slightly salty. To be fair, he was thick, but not that long. I deepthroated him with ease. He held on to my head as I sucked him, thrusting my mouth slightly. I caressed his balls, then felt them tighten. He released his load into my waiting mouth and I swallowed it. J: Damn. That was fast. Mike's a lucky guy. Me: He rarely touches me these days. J: Oh? Sounds exactly like April. Me: Tell me all about it later. I dragged him to the shower. He played with my breasts and rubbed my clit as I soaped him. I could tell he was very eager to stick his hard cock into me. But I guess he sort of respected me in a way as we didn't have condoms in the shower. Or maybe he was afraid I might have some disease as I was in this line now. Whatever it was, I tortured him with my mouth and fingers in the shower almost milking a second shot out of him but he stopped me. He wanted to fuck. We dried up and went to the bed. He capped himself first before going down on me. It wasn't bad, but he wasn't as good as the others I had. But I was still very wet anyway. Perhaps it was the thrill of this revenge thing. He entered me in missionary. His thick cock stretched me a little. It was nice, and the length was good enough to stimulate my g-spot. He fucked me hard and fast while rubbing my clit. I don't know why or how, but he was one of the rare few who came close to making me cum in the missionary position. Me: Don't stop. I'm cumming. J: Me too. Unfortunately he came first and the feeling disappeared. I figured it out. Mr. One Position. Maybe that's why April hardly had sex with him. He was so vanilla it was boring. Even though he ate pussy at a relatively reasonable level, his penetrative game was bad. He pulled out and removed the condom. We went to shower again. I tried to blow him but he pushed me away, saying his dick was too sensitive and his two shots were done. How considerate of him. We lay in bed after showering. Me: So about April… J: Yeah. I don't know why. Everything was fine for the first couple of years. Then suddenly she lost interest. Me: How often do you do it? J: Twice a week? Me: You always cum in missionary? J: Yeah. Me: I think you need to try other positions. J: She doesn't want to. Me: Really? J: Maybe she doesn't know how? Or not adventurous enough to try? Me: I'll show you. You teach her. J: And where am I going to say I learnt it from? Me: Porn? J: Right. I mounted him. He wasn't hard so I just sat there on his flaccid dick. Me: So woman on top. Either kneeling or squatting. Both work. She can face either way too. Try it. J: Ok. I got on my knees. Me: Doggy style. You're in control of the depth and pace. J: Ok. I lay on my stomach. Me: I like this a lot. Don't know if she does, but you can try. J: Ok. I lay down and motioned for him to come over. I placed my legs on his shoulder. Me: This let's you go deeper. His dick was slowly getting hard. Me: Do you want to put it in and try? J: Sure. He went to get the condom and I nearly stopped him. Forgetting that he was now a client. He tried the new position. J: Oh wow. Ok. Now I get it. Me: Want to try the rest? J: Sure. I showed him a couple more positions that I did with Tom the night before. John was pretty impressed. I was like his personal sex therapist now. He didn't cum for the third shot and hence didn't offer more money. It didn't bother me though. It kind of felt good helping out a friend, and of course taking my small revenge on Mike. John left shortly before his two hours were up and I transferred Dan his fees, then waited for the next client information. |
#179
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come to think of it.. u describe the gals very well..
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#180
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I only described what I saw. When it comes to writing about the sex... I think it will be something like I made him hard, he put it in, he shot inside. The end.
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