I am Jon, in my mid-thirties I moonlight as a high class male prostitute. My clients have told me I am almost nine-inches and thick, something I modestly mention on my website.
A few minutes later I am impressed and turned on as I flick through her pics. Most attractive size 12 brunette, average height, with a sexy smile. She has an all over sun tan, standing topless legs apart, hands on hips, wearing killer heels and dressed in crotchless black leather slacks. Modest, though attractive tits and I do like the way her pubic hair has been waxed. The third pic shows a rear view of her in the same leather slacks without any covering over her magnificent ass.
“Did you like my pics? Can we confirm some arrangements?,” she asks confidently two minutes later.
“How old are those pics?” I reply.
“A few hours, the room service boy took them for me this morning. Poor boy, his hands were shaking. He was most impressed with my body, specially my ass, forty-two inches I told him.”
“Let’s make it four in the afternoon honey, if we hit it off we can have dinner together and make it a real event.”
Sondra is staying on a high floor of a top hotel as I take in the magnificent views after the room service girl lets me in, while I wait for her to make an entrance.
“Miss Sondra told me to give you this so you can change into it for her,” room service tells me as she departs.
The short, small black silk dressing gown does feel good on my naked body though it will not cover me and has no belt leaving my cock exposed.
“Happy birthday Sondra, I am at your service,” I smile instantly aroused as she enters wearing killer heels and an identical small black silk dressing gown to mine with no belt, that is also too small to fasten.
“Thank you honey, I am sex starved, and you are hung, really hung,” she whispers as she strokes my erection, then my balls.
I thrive on challenges so when Sondra tells me, “Thirty minutes, I need a thirty minute fuck honey, longer if you are up to it,” I really am challenged.
Sondra and I are tongue kissing passionately as she slides my gown off and I slide hers off. “I am sex starved, I need a thirty minute fuck honey and you are hung, really hung,” she repeats with her hand on my erection as we tongue kiss.
“Wow, that looks evil, but I like it,” she whispers as she watches me slide on my black rubber cock ring and and clasp it under my balls. “So does your cock it seems.
“How did you know I like the insides of my thighs kissed and licked honey?,” Sondra asks, flat on her back on the bed.
“And my clit honey, how did you know I like a tongue on my clit?
“Now honey, now, give it to me, fill me up, right up to your balls.”
The sex is so good I have lost all track of the time when Sondra’s phone rings and she answers it.
“One of my girlfriends from back home, don’t stop baby,” Sondra tells me. “Glad you asked Alara, my business commitments went well. What am I doing right now? Jon, a ten-year younger, toy boy is fucking me and he is hung, nine-inches and thick, wish you were watching. Say hello to him while he is fucking me.”
“Hi Jon, she is good isn’t she? I have watched her in action. Is it true you are nine-inches and hung? Ask Sondra to leave the phone on, I want to listen in.
“Tell me exactly what he is doing to you Sondra.”
“Fucking me beautifully, he really is nine-inches and hung, rock hard, just magnificent. He is withdrawing his wet erection to edge me, then slowly sliding it all the way back in up to his balls while he licks my nipples, so good, so fucking good.”
I can vaguely hear some type of alarm going off. “That’s thirty minutes honey. I’ve cum three times, now fuck me like this is the very last fuck you will ever have. Though I do want you again after dinner. Are you still there Alara, can you hear us?”
“Yes, I am masturbating while I listen.
We had a long leisurely bath together before dinner while we discussed our turn-ons and fetishes. “Hung men, and hung men masturbating for me and maybe my girlfriends at the same time,” Sondra told me.
“I love a really good, big, dimple free ass,” I confessed. “Your pics in your crotchless, backless leather slacks were such a turn-on for me, specially the back view. And kissing and licking a good, big ass is my favourite fetish.”
“Would you like me to wear my crotchless, backless leather slacks for you while we have dinner honey?,” Sondra teases as I watch her put them on, then her heels.
“Is kissing and licking a good, big ass really your favourite fetish honey?,” she teases as she slowly struts around the room.
“Yes Sondra, you have a very fuckable body, very fuckable, and your ass is absolutely magnificent,” I moan as I ogle her ass cheeks.
“Then use me, act out your favourite fetish honey,” Sondra smiles as she stands with her legs wide apart in front of a wall length mirror.
“Wow, your ass is absolutely magnificent,” I moan as I kneel and enjoy licking and kissing it while I slide an arm between her legs and tease her cunt lips with a fingertip.
“Now, my fetish honey, a hung man masturbating for me, even better you are a thick hung man.
“My second favourite fetish Sondra, masturbating for a ten-year older woman with a fuckable body - and a gorgeous big ass,” I moan as she smears oil all along my erection. “And another person licking and sucking my nipples while I masturbate.”
“You make it sound as though both men and women have licked and sucked your nipples while you masturbate honey?,” Sondra asks as I flaunt my oily erection for her.
“You haven’t answered my question honey, have you had both men and women licking and sucking your nipples while you masturbate?,” Sondra asks in a sexy tone as she licks and sucks my nipples.
“Yes, sometimes both at the same time.”
“Was that exciting for you honey, as exciting for you as what I am doing to you right now while I watch you masturbate for me? Are you looking at my ass in the mirror?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I groan as my body shakes and I blow for her.
