As any gentleman would you drifted off to a dead sleep after forcing your semen into the cunt that you paid for. I laid there, watching you sleep. You breaths coming in a relaxed cadence that made me feel rewarded for a job well done.
I had always taken my job seriously–and I do mean my prostitution job. I always prided myself in giving the client exactly what he was paying me for. I never hesitated to use condoms though–but with you this was different.
Your seed pooled around the opening of my vagina. I reached down and slid my long, slender fingers into my cunt. I watched you sleep. I pushed some of your amoral seed up my asshole. I finger fucked myself, I came on my fingers. I realized in that moment I was very fucking horny. Even though I wanted to fuck you, I knew that I would be fucked harder, better, longer and faster if I made you pay for it. So I slipped out of the bed, and took a shower–cleaning myself up with your wife’s body wash and shampoo.
I slipped into her closet and thumbed through her expensive things. I had to dig deep but it was there–as if she KNEW you. An outfit befitting a woman like me. An outfit befitting anal prostitute phone sex.
It was red and lanky. It hugged my curves perfectly. I noticed that it feel mid-thigh–perfect, no fuckin’ panties necessary. I was going to seduce my first john into paying to fuck me–and I was going to get paid to cum all over him.
My asshole twitched–it needed your cock so I slipped quietly back into your room where you were on your side still asleep. I am assuming that you were thinking of me though and how hard I make you cum. Your cock was like a rod jutting out from under the blankets.
I crawled from the foot of the bed until I was at your face, “Bill,” I whispered, “Bill, this isn’t a dream, it’s me and I’m ready again.” Your eyes open and your look is amazement–it’s almost like you forgot that you had invited me to stay.
I am dressed in this slutty red dress for you. I have done my hair and make up to perfection all while you slept. I did this for you. I stand up on the bed and pull the skirt up. My pussy is smooth, and slightly blushed from fucking but it is clean and ready. You notice that my asshole is also smoothed and bleached to perfection.
I push my painted fingernails between the folds of my ass cheeks and start to finger my supple, pliant asshole.
“I need you to go get some more money honey, so you can feed this hole some more of your honey if you know what I mean,” I wink.
I get my holes very close to your face so you can smell the slut coming out of them and it goes up your nose and makes you feel nasty inside. You go over to your wife’s drawer,
“Take that money in there Bill and pay me. I will fuck you. I will let you stick your tongue and cock way up my asshole. I will exude your semen into my anal cavity and it will all be worth it for us both.”
you fall out of bed, grab the wad of cash, throw it at me. I take it willingly then holding onto the headboard on your wife’s side of the bed I offer up the winking hole of a whore–and as your cock knocks into it, you convulse. It bottoms out inside my gaping asshole, but you realize that as you pump I am cumming. My asshole is grabbing and pulling you in deeper–deeper than you’ve ever been.
Then the jets of your gratitude coat the inside of my ass and sphincter.
You said you wanted intimacy Bill, how’s that for some intimately nasty anal prostitution phone sex?
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