Emma the Escort and Her Week Long Job – 3[20sF/30sM][con][oral][anal][fantasy]

Devon walked into the room a little before 5, as Emma was sliding into her dress. She chose sex tousled curls, a nice smokey eye with bright red lipstick, a skin tight black dress, and her black Louboutins. The dress came down to mid-thigh, so a bit longer than her usuals, but Emma wore it with nothing underneath. Her breasts jiggled and swayed as she put on her heels. Devon looked her up and down and Emma felt her nipples harden. They drew his eyes.

“Perfect.” She gave a little spin and he slapped her ass hard.

Emma felt everyone staring at her when they got to the event. He kept his hand on her ass in a very possessive way most of the night. He frequently kept them near the open doors where the breeze blew over them causing her nipples to strain against the fabric of her dress. One or two times he had to leave and Emma would find herself surrounded by men asking her questions to try and see if she was open to their advances. She felt quite a few hands rubbing her ass. After a few hours Devon began to get restless. Emma subtly brushed her hand against his groin and soon after they were leaving the party.

Emma the Escort and her Week Long Job – 1 [20sF/30sM][con][oral][fiction]

During her wild college days Emma realized she liked getting fucked. She also realized that guys liked fucking her. So half way thru her junior year she dropped out and started her own escort service. Working for herself allowed her to only accept jobs she was interested in. It had been about three years and she figured she had probably worked every type of job there was for her;  Virginia, married couple three-somes, boys weekends, frat parties, one night flings. But today she was looking at an email for something new. It was an offer for a week long job. For an almost impossible to pass up amount of money. Emma had looked the guy up. He was handsome. Mid-30s, shaggy blond hair, green eyes. He appeared to be in shape and unmarried. He had a pretty high level c-suite job for his age. There wasn’t much information about what the week would entail. Devon, that was his name, said he would give her the particulars once he picked her up on Sunday. If she declined he would pay her a small sum and she could be on her way. But if she accepted, he would pay the full amount after returning on Saturday. Emma was interested. Was she going to play the part of girlfriend at a family vacation? Be his arm candy at a school reunion? So even though the money was there, after 3 years of this work, the novelty of the offer ended up snagging her attention more than the cash. She emailed Devon back that she would take the job. Only a few minutes later he had responded. He would be picking her up at 10 am on Sunday. He would tell her his ideas on the way to the airport and she would still have a chance to back out. He also included a suggested packing list. Emma opened the document and scanned it. Her eyebrows rose.

Vanessa and Her Professor part 9 [oral][anal][gang bang][F30s/5M20-50][fantasy]

Vanessa went home for 2 weeks after the end of the semester. She sent Beau sexy photos every day. Texted him telling him how much she wanted to feel his cock penetrating her. When he picked her up at the airport his dick was rock hard when she got in the car. They didn’t even make it to his house. He managed to find an alley and fucked her over the hood of his car. Once that was taken care of, they got back into the car and continued on their way.

“I have an idea of what to get you for Christmas but I’m not sure,” Vanessa started. “But um, one time, I kind of mentioned being fucked by multiple guys and……..”

Beau was white knuckle gripping the steering wheel.

“You want me a few other guys to fuck you?” He ground out.

“Yes. I want to be absolutely owned. No more than 5 please.”

“Give me some time. I’ll let you know when it’s set up.”

They went back to Beau’s place and fucked for hours.

Vanessa and her professor part 8 [20sF/30sM][con][fiction][fantasy]

Beau had been true to his word. He had fucked her in every possible location in his house. Even the office. He left for work in the morning and Vanessa planned to stay at his place lazing around all day. But he must have known because an hour before his class he texted her

B: You better make it to class. Or there will be punishment.

Vanessa was pretty sure her punishment would be no office hours so she got her self ready and made it to class just in time. She spent the hour shifting uncomfortablely in her seat and not hearing a word Beau said. She went to her apartment after class where she was ambushed by all three of her roommates. She gave them a somewhat abridged and less slutty version of what happened and then it was time for “office hours.” Beau was sitting behind his desk when Vanessa walked in. She frowned.

“I have a proposition for you,” he started. “I want you to focus on your finals. So no more office hours. Here’s a key to my house. I want to come home on the last day of the semester and find you there. Until then, no sex. Also, I don’t want you touching yourself. I want you absolutely mad for my cock.”

Vanessa and her professor part 7[20sF][30sM][con][oral][anal][fiction][fantasy]

She woke up to delicious smells. For a few seconds she forgot where she was and there was panic. And then she felt her sore asshole and remembered. Vanessa laid in bed lightly fingering herself thinking about what they did in the shower but her stomach got the better of her so she got up. Beau had brought her clothes up. Vanessa settled for a thong, one that had been missing, and her shirt.

Beau was downstairs cooking. The clock said it was 1 pm. Vanessa checked in with Abby. She walked up and hugged Beau from behind. Smashing her tits into his back. He turned in her arms and started kissing her. She felt his cock quickly hardening against he stomach.

“That smells amazing! I’m starving!”

“You are, are you?” Beau replied with a wicked grin. And then he was kissing her passionately and peeling her shirt up. “Watching you this morning, fucking your pussy with the dildo while I fucked your ass, was the single hottest thing I’ve ever seen. It made me want to see how many cocks you could take!”

Vanessa and her professor part 6 [20sF/30sM][con][anal][fiction][fantasy]

Vanessa woke up to the feeling of a warm hard chest against her back. Beau’s arm was thrown over her waist, his hand cupping her breast. His cock was semi-hard against her ass. She could tell by his breathing he was still asleep. Slowly, she slid out from under his arm, shivering in the cool air. Since all her clothes had been removed downstairs, and her thong had been torn and thrown into some far corner, Vanessa picked up one of Beau’s shirts that was draped over the back of a chair. She quietly made her way downstairs.

Unlocking her phone she saw a series of texts from Abby.

A-steph said you didn’t come home last night. Did you leave with your professor?

A-is everything okay?

A-vanessa, no one’s heard from you since 11 pm last night. If you don’t let me know you are alive in the next 10 minutes I’m going to panic.

V-im fine.

A-are you with….him?

V-i plead the 5th

A-you slut!! OMG wait until I tell steph. We need ALLLLLLL the deets. I mean you don’t have to be all kiss and tell, but outline and major plot points.

Vanessa and her professor part 5 [20sF/30sM][con][fiction][fantasy]

I had to make a new account. >_< but here’s the continuations of my Vanessa and her professor story.

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Vanessa was out on a double date. NOT with Beau. Her roommate Abby had been chatting up this guy all semester. He finally agreed to a date but Abby was shy and hated solo first dates. And since their other 2 roommates had boyfriends, Vanessa found herself as the chosen one. The semester ended in two weeks, not including finals week. Vanessa could think of quite a few things she’d rather be doing and yet here she was. Her mood was not improved by the fact that Beau had not strayed from their Monday/Wednesday arrangement during the holiday week. Even when she strongly emphasized she would be at her apartment, ALONE, on Monday as she left. She woke up in the middle of the night in a panic that he was married. She never saw a ring. No pictures in his office. No anecdotes or off hand mentions of a wife or family in class. She spent most of Tuesday scouring all social media to see if she’d missed anything. By Wednesday morning she’d convinced herself he was single. But she chatted about Thanksgiving on Wednesday and he mentioned going to have dinner with his mom, dad, and sister. This week had been the same Monday/Wednesday meetings and Vanessa was anxious.