My Steamy Story: Here I am. Come on in babe. Oh wow lo...

My Story Time:

Okay, so no cap, I knew this booking was gonna be a little… different. The agency said he wanted a “demonstration of technique,” which, in my line of work, is usually code for some weird roleplay shit. But honestly, after the night I’d had? I was just trying to get through it. My hair was still crunchy from other guys, and my latex shorts were basically glued to my pussy at this point.

So when he asked me to show him my “crowd management,” I just… switched it on. It’s like autopilot, you know? I put my hands on his shoulders, leaned in, and kissed him again—deep, sloppy, open-mouthed, the way you do when you’re trying to distract one guy while another is already grinding on your ass. “Mmm, you taste so good,” I moaned into his mouth, totally lying, my tongue swirling against his.

Then I broke the kiss, panting, and spun around, pressing my ass back against his crotch. “See, now you’re behind me,” I narrated, my voice breathy as I reached back and guided his hand under my top to grope my tit. “One guy gets the front, one gets the back.” I squeezed his fingers around my nipple, hard. “And while you’re feeling me up, someone else…” I dropped to my knees right there, the movement practiced, and fumbled with his belt. “…wants my mouth.”

I looked up at him, making my eyes wide and submissive. “They always ask for the body count,” I whispered, my fingers finally freeing his cock. It was already hard. “So I tell them. I say, ‘I lost count after a hundred, Daddy. Will you be the one to make me forget?’” And then, without another word, I took him into my mouth. All the way down my throat, no hesitation, my lips meeting the base. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked, making a loud, wet, gagging sound on purpose because they love that. I could feel my own cunt getting wet, which is the fucked-up part—my body just reacts on its own, no matter how tired I am. I bobbed my head, one hand working his shaft, the other reaching between my own legs to press against my clit through the latex, showing him exactly how I’d multitask. The whole room just smelled like sex and my cheap perfume, and for a second, I forgot it was just a demo. I was just a slut on her knees, doing her job. Period.