I swear Christmas parties come earlier and earlier every year. Just a shame the guys booking me for them donât.
These three have been going at me for nearly an hour, and they still havenât found my clit yet. Iâd relieve the torment myself if I wasnât trussed up with a tie around my wrists. Iâm glad Iâm getting paid over seven grand for this session. If I wasnât, Iâd show them a Wikipedia map of female anatomy and get the fuck out of here.
Once upon a time, this would have been my dream â the filth itself enough to drive me crazy â but after approaching four years as a high-class hooker for the high-class âAgencyâ, Iâm losing interest. I never thought Iâd say that, but itâs true.
Maybe itâs time playing out its course, or maybe itâs the news that hit me in the gut with a sucker punch earlier.
My best friendâs younger sister is having a baby. Josh told me himself this afternoon.
Caroline â the jealous little cow who has always emulated, irritated and tried her best to outdo me â is pregnant. Loved up, happy, and due to give birth next March.
Guess she got one up on me, for onceâ¦
Fuck this. I ban my mind from playing bullshit and funnel my focus back to the scene around me. It isnât my clientsâ fault Iâm feeling like a sack of shit tonight.
The naked guy in front of me holds out a bottle of champagne for me to glug on. Heâs cute, with mousy brown hair and a decent length dick. Nice enough. Just boring.
His two friends are doing a bit better. Theyâre hard at work, grunting curses as they use me like a dirty bitch from behind.
Thatâs it, slut, one of them says, take it like a good girl. He starts working his hand into my pussy while his sidekick fucks my ass, and itâs so much better than a token three fingers. His knuckles feel good as they grate, so I beg him to go deeper, deeper, fucking deeper.
Gentle has no place in my life. Itâs go hard or go home.
If only I had someone waiting for me to go home to.
The guy in front of me takes the champagne away and offers his cock as a replacement. Iâll glug on it, sure enough. I stare up at him like heâs the man of my dreams, fluttering my lashes as I smile. I stick out my tongue and take the slap of his cock head, giving him the moans of a dirty bitch who really wants it.
Iâll always suck dick like a tasty lollipop.
My butt cheeks bounce against the dick pounding my ass, and it adds volume to the momentum of the squelching knuckles, still trying to push their way in. I wish the guy wouldnât be such a pussy when it comes to my pussy. I can take it.
I can always take it.
I frog my legs as wide as I can on the office desk, my thick thighs slippery from his efforts. I love being such a big girl. I love the deep sound of the slap my flesh makes when Iâm being banged.
I moan around the dick in my mouth, concentrating on just how good Iâm going to be for these guys. The performer of a lifetime. I feel at my best when I have a filthy mind and a horny body, being used by strangers who donât give a shit about me.
Being a whore is my hometown â being an entertainer is my life.
The guy with his fist half inside me squirts on a load more lube, so considerate, but I donât want lube. I want the force. The grind. The fucking pounding. The filthy fucking joy.
âBeautiful and wet,â he says, and his friend grunts and speeds up his ass thrusts. Hell fucking yes. I donât need my clit to come anymore. The way he drives his hand in stokes the fire brightly enough on its own, and Iâm grateful.
I tell him so with a fuck, fuck, yes!
Iâm me again. Creamgirl. The kinky slut whoâll serve anyoneâs filthiest and kinkiest fantasies for the right amount of cash.
Tiffany, the girl behind the whore, is Creamgirl now. Creamgirl is all that matters.
I fly high at the sensation as guy number three unloads his first round of cum into my ass and pulls away. I moan for real as the fist in my pussy sinks in all the way, because yeah, the guyâs got the hang of it now.
Thank fuck for that, since the nightâs only just started.
Iâm going to take two cocks in each hole once his fist has warmed me up⦠then three wet mouths on my sopping pussy. They want my curvy girl butt to ride their faces while my tits bounce like beachballs. Man, how Iâll bounce for them. Theyâve got a treat coming.
The thought makes me grin, and another glug of champagne cements the happiness. Fuck anything else right now.
âJesus Christ,â the guy who spurted in my ass says, âthat was fucking incredible.â
âAmazing,â the guy turning his fist in my cunt says.
Yes, I am fucking incredible.
I am fucking amazing.
Fuck Carly.
Fuck babies, and happy families and dreams that will never come to life.
Iâm nothing but a beautiful whore tonight, exactly where I belong.