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

My Story Time:

Okay, so listen, bestie. No cap, this whole “job interview” vibe was already sending me. This boujee client wanted a “demonstration” of my party skills, which, iykyk, is usually code for some free preview action. I’m standing there in my squeaky latex shorts and work boots, trying to slay this roleplay, when he clocks the dried… situation in my hair from the last booking. Mortifying? Big yikes. But then his eyes go dark and he’s like, “Groups? How many?”

The shame kinda… melted. I saw his dick straining against his pants, and I knew. So I just spilled all the tea. “Sometimes three or four. Sometimes more.” I told him I swallow, I don’t complain, I even lick ass. Period.

The next thing I know, his hands are on my shoulders, spinning me around. My back is to his front, that ‘SLUT’ tattoo on full display. “Show me,” he growls, his voice all kinds of fucked up. One hand fists my sticky ponytail, yanking my head back, while the other shoves down the front of my latex shorts. His fingers are on my clit immediately, rough and knowing. “This pussy still loose from all those cocks?”

I gasped, my cunt clenching around nothing. “Yeah,” I moaned, arching against him. “It’s wrecked. You wanna feel?” He just grunted, popping the button on his jeans. I heard the rip of a condom wrapper—thank god—and then the thick, blunt head of his dick was pressing against my soaked entrance. “Tell me how many,” he demanded, not moving.

“I lost count!” I whined, pushing my ass back. “Just fuck me with it!”

And OMG, sheesh. He did. He slammed his entire length into me in one brutal stroke, filling me up so deep I saw stars. My pussy stretched, still tender, and the burn was iconic. “Fuck, you are loose,” he groaned, his hips already pistoning. The sound was obscene—wet, slapping flesh, my squeaky latex, his ragged breaths. He kept one hand anchored in my hair, the other digging into my hip, pounding into me like he was trying to claim territory. I came almost immediately, my whole body shaking, my cunt pulsing around his dick. “That’s it, take it,” he snarled, spanking my ass. “Take it like you took all of them.” And bestie? I did. I took every. Last. Inch.