Page 19 of The Naughty List

I’m a wreck on the bed when I’m done coming and he pulls the dildo out of me. I could lie here in the aftermath all night long, but he wastes no time in going back to the mini bar and gesturing me over with a click of his fingers.Fuck.My whole body is wobbly as I drop to the floor and crawl to him. I’m sure my makeup must be a total mess as I grin up at User 829 like he’s a king.

“More champagne, little whore?”

“Yes, please, Sir.”

This time he graces me by giving me the bottle for myself. I take some decent glugs and hand it back with athank you, Sir.

“How many times have you been an agency slut?” he asks, and I jolt in shock at the reality of his question. Should I tell him? Is he even allowed to ask? My mouth decides for me.

“Umm… twice.”

“Twice before, you mean? This is only your third time?”

“No.” It feels bizarre to admit it. “This is only the second.”

He shakes his head, grinning at the ceiling in disbelief.

“Fucking hell, you’re going to be a good one.”

“Thank you, Sir.” I laugh a little. “You could call me a natural, I guess.”

“I could call you a lot of things. Cheeky being one of them.”

The man mountain pushes his pants down and kicks them aside along with his socks before pulling his t-shirt off and over his head. He’s a weird mix of flesh and muscle now he’s naked, and his chest hair is as grey as his beard.

“I want you in just your stockings for the anal,” he says.

“Yes, Sir.”

I shimmy out of my skirt, still kneeling, my eyes fixed on his.

“I want you on the bed, doggy style, your face flat to the mattress. Legs spread wide, ass on offer.”

“Yes, Sir. Of course.”

My clit feels tender as hell, still tingling as I crawl back to the bed and climb up. I position myself exactly as he wants me, cheek flat to the duvet and knees spread wide. I wonder how wet and swollen my pussy looks from behind, after the fucking he’s given me. I clench my ass over and over, trying to entice him.

He goes to the bedside table before he joins me. I count my blessings that I’m facing the same direction as I watch him. He shows me his cock, working it, clearly giving me a decent view before I take him inside me. Being fucked in the mouth isn’t the same as seeing the full spectacle tall and proud. I’ve seen monster cocks in porn vids, but never in the flesh. I imagine how good it would be to be fucked in the pussy. I’m hoping he changes his mind about that option. I don’t know if my ass can take it.

“I never use protection,” he says. “Are you ok with that? I can assure you I’m clean. I send my test results to the agency regularly.”

I know that’s part of their criteria, so I nod.

“Yes, Sir. That’s fine.”

He takes out a big bottle of lube from the drawer.

“Don’t look so worried,” he says, “I know what I’m doing.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

I hope he fucking does.

“Ever had an anal orgasm?” he asks, fisting his monster.

I’m honest. “Yes, Sir. I love anal.”

“I can assure you this is going to be better than you’ve ever had before.”

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