No matter how pretty you are, there are some kinks that simply make your partners run away. Or clients since I was a sex worker. I listed both scat and golden showers as available options, but so far no avail. That is, until today.
I had already made plans for the weekend, but my boss called me in an emergency. I was the only girl that was into that kind of thing, it has to be me. He gave me the client’s phone number and I called him. Merely two minutes into the conversation, and it was obvious we are very compatible in bed. He wanted to include a little role play with it, so we decided to meet in a bar right next to my place and then head there.
I was sitting alone at the corner of the counter for a good ten minutes now. I hoped my client was late and not with another accidental girl. Technically, I’ve never had that happen, but I’ve heard stories about clients missing their appointments because some random unsuspecting woman looked similar to their date. I shivered, that can’t be the case. Not today.
My fingers were tracing the rim of my cocktail glass as I watched the flow of people around me. The atmosphere was lively, and the occasional burst of laughter echoed through the space, but no sight of him.
Once again, my eyes wandered around the bad. A man standing in the opposite corner was looking at me. Can it be..? Our eyes met for a brief moment, a subtle spark of connection lingered in the air. He started walking towards me, and my heart fluttered with each of his steps. Please, let it be him.
“Mind if I join you?” he asked, indicating the empty stool beside me.
He did have a red pocket square that we agreed on, so I nodded.
“Sure, why not?” I shrugged.
We started talking, he was flirting a lot, and in a manner that most likely would fall in normal circumstances. After two drinks, I decided I had enough of this game.
“I need to pee after all these cocktails,” I said quietly, leaning in and rubbing his thigh.
“Can I be of service?” he asked, smiling lightly.
“Mmmm… I think you have to,” I purred, “I live nearby, let’s go.”
We left the bustling bar, walking through the city streets illuminated by the soft glow of street lights. The tension between us was almost tangible. I needed him now. And then it was so strong I could barely think of anything else. Finally, we reached my flat, and quickly walked in.
“Now you are all mine,” I laughed as soon as the doors closed behind him.
“Of course, anything you wish for,” he swore.
“Anything?” I repeated, raising my eyebrow.
“Absolutely anything,” he said, looking me dead in the eyes.
“The bedroom is the second door to the left. Go there, strip naked, and wait for me on the bed.” I told him and disappeared in the bathroom.
A couple of minutes later, during which I fix my makeup and hair, I went to join him. He was indeed lying on my bed, buck naked.
I had prepared everything before going to the bar. The bed was covered in tarp, same goes for the floor, I wanted to be sure that nothing would get damaged. Unfortunately, both scat and golden showers are one of those things, when cleaning up is almost impossible if you don’t prepare beforehand.
“Are you hungry?” I asked, stopping in the door.
“For you? Always” he replied without batting his eye.
Either he was a good actor pouring his heart into this role play, or he was really smitten with me.
I laughed and started taking my clothes off. He was carefully watching me, and I loved it.
I walked up to the bed, and he immediately slid lower, giving me easy access. I wasn’t going to wait for my pleasure and sat on his face. He started licking and sucking on my pussy, eager to satisfy me. I already went to the bathroom at the bar, so that now he could clean me with his tongue. The flicks of his tongue gave me tingles and I felt a new pressure in my bladder.
I let him slip his tongue deep inside me, and fully take my weight. Then, I started rocking my hips. I looked at his crotch, his cock twitched slightly, indicating that he was slowly getting aroused.
“Jerk off,” I ordered him.
He grabbed his member and started fisting it. I sped up, moving my hips in the same tempo, as he was masturbating.
Once his cock was fully hard, I leaned forward and started blowing him. The filling of hard, pulsating member in my mouth was exactly what I needed to get worked up enough. The first drops of my warm pee fell into his open mouth. His long-awaited golden shower was coming.
“Oh, yes, you’re such a good boy,” I moaned, feeling his tongue on my urethra entrance.
He was making sure that not even one drop would be wasted…
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