Chapter Eight
Elena
T onight would be a breeze - it was my regular client, Samuel. He always requested a full face of makeup and a tight black dress, which I had prepared before his arrival. Glancing at the clock next to the bed, I saw that he was on time as usual. Entering the room with excitement in his eyes, he took in my appearance. In his mid-forties, Samuel used to be a handsome jock but had let himself go over the years. Despite that, he still exuded sexiness and had a roughness about him. He may have developed a bit of a belly, but he was still strong with thick arms and legs. He could easily lift and toss me around like a toy. Although the wife wasn’t into it, he enjoyed being rough during our sessions.
He had a routine of drinking and smoking, often coming to me smelling strongly of one or the other. But after seeing him for so long, I was used to it. He wasted no time, pulling me into a hug when he arrived.
“I paid extra for you today,” he said slurredly. The taste of whiskey lingered on his breath as he stuck his tongue in my mouth. It was only noon. I responded by reaching my hands up to his face and deeply kissing him, making sure he knew I was fully invested. Every client was different; some could be satisfied by feeling desired, while others needed more effort. If I wanted, I could make a man orgasm in under five minutes. I saved that trick for when I needed it, but today, he had paid extra, which meant he wanted to take his time and indulge in all his fantasies with me.
I let him forcefully rip off my dress, his hands roughly groping at my breasts. It was no secret that he requested I wear the black dress so he could tear it apart; thankfully, he always paid extra for the damage. Sam unbuttoned his pants and pushed me down onto my knees.
“Open your mouth for me, baby,” he commanded. I gave him an innocent, wide-eyed look, knowing it turned him on the most when I acted like that, with my dark makeup and batting lashes. My lips were painted a deep blood-red, his favorite. Obediently, I opened my mouth wide as he shoved his cock into the back of my throat without warning. I gagged and tried to pull back, but he held my head in place, and I relaxed my throat as much as I could while he held me firmly against his crotch, his arms wrapped tightly around my head.
He finally loosened his grip, allowing me to catch my breath before pulling me down again onto his entire length. He thrust deeply in and out a few more times. Gasping for air, I coughed and sputtered as he gave me a moment to breathe.
“Let’s take this to the bathroom today. I’ll wash you up,” he said firmly. I quickly wiped away any traces of saliva from my chin and followed him into the bathroom.
We both climbed into the empty bathtub, our skin bare and exposed. I positioned myself on my knees once again. He thrust his cock into my mouth forcefully, reaching down to touch my forehead with his stomach each time.
“Your throat is so tight, it’s driving me wild. You’re amazing, all mine,” he praised, tugging and twisting at my nipples. The sensation made me moan and become even wetter around his throbbing member. He held me in place as he demanded that I looked up at him, with his entire length buried deep in my mouth and his balls resting on my chin. With makeup running down my face and lipstick smeared everywhere, I knew he enjoyed being the reason for my disheveled appearance; it gave him a sense of control that he craved. As he turned on the water, he gently washed every inch of my body, taking extra care to caress and clean me thoroughly. His lips moved to my breasts, suckling them tenderly before dropping to his knees in front of me.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to finish you off?” I asked, watching as he planted kisses along the inside of my thigh.
“Not yet,” he replied, spreading my legs open and placing one on top of the tub’s edge. His mouth moved to my center, causing me to groan in pleasure as his tongue danced along my clit. He held me steady as he devoured me like it was his job, and I couldn’t help but wonder why his wife didn’t allow him to do this to her. It felt like pure bliss and ecstasy.
He left the bathroom first, and by the time I finished drying myself off and joined him in the bedroom, he was already lying on the bed with his legs spread and a pillow supporting his lower back as he stroked his growing cock. He motioned for me to come closer with a sly smile, and I knew exactly what he wanted. As I crawled onto the bed, he spread his legs even further apart, and I placed my hands on his firm ass cheeks, parting them to reveal his taint and hole. His grip tightened on my head as I began licking and exploring every inch of him. His moans grew louder and more desperate as I continued to use my tongue to pleasure him.
“You’re amazing,” he gasped, “I love you so much. I want to be deep inside of you,” he gasped, and I moved my mouth away from his entrance. Sam was a frequent visitor, and I knew exactly what he desired to reach climax. I was happy to satisfy him in all of his desires.
“Yes, baby,” I moaned, positioning myself on top of him on the bed. His erection was hard and ready, and I knew he wouldn’t last long as I slid him inside of me.
“Oh God,” he groaned, and I threw my head back in pleasure as he filled me completely.
It only took a few thrusts before I heard him moan even louder and felt his hands gripping my waist tightly as he released inside of me.
“You’re incredible,” he whispered, and I couldn’t help but smile at him because, in moments like these, I truly believed that I was.