Chapter 5: Earning a Living
My gorgeous young face smiled for the selfie I preparing to take, nothing too complicated. Just a simple shot of me near the small babbling brook in park while I wore nothing but a tiny g-string thong, a garter belt with straps connected to my thigh high PVC black boots and an undersized leather top with multiple cutouts that barely did anything to cover my ample tits and thick nipples.
I moaned and giggled at what a delicious and naughty little slut I had become over the last two weeks. I had posted several provocative pics online, showing off my ample and firm jugs, my plump rump, and my beautiful face. I enjoyed the attention that I was garnering from admiring men and women alike. It was thrilling to think that people found me so incredibly attractive and desirable.
The messages ranged from compliments to flirtatious invitations to join them for intimate rendezvous. Of course I would answer them, after I was able to confirm their cock size and how hot they were of course. Then I would be all over them as they took me out to various places all over town, fancy dinners, upscale clubs, high class galas.
Personally my favorite ones were they invited me to go out to strip clubs, sex clubs or even porn shops. They were the types that didn't care to mess around and preferred to go straight to the point. Of course I would jump at the chance to fulfill their requests. Nothing was more fulfilling than dancing on stage at a strip club and grinding against a patron while wearing a sheer bodysuit that revealed my massive tits and rock solid nips.
Or perhaps stripping down to my panties and heels at a sex club while I pleasured myself with toys right in front of a huge crowd of people. Sometimes I would get daring and invite strangers to join me in my acts of depravity. I've found that men especially enjoy the thrill of voyeurism and exhibitionism. I remember this one time at a seedy motel when I had a group of guys watching me from the hallway as I performed a live porn show.
I was dressed in a skimpy lingerie, my massive tits and round ass were practically bursting out of it. I danced provocatively, inviting them to watch my performance. I gyrated my hips, thrusting my pelvis forward and arching my back, displaying my ample assets. My heavy breasts swayed hypnotically to the beat of the music, drawing their eyes like magnets.
I knew that I had their complete attention, and I used my feminine wiles to reel them in even further. I could sense their eagerness to witness something truly extraordinary, and I was determined to deliver. But the best...oh fuck my absolute favorite was three nights ago when some handsome and young 32 year old stud said he was gonna wine and dine me, y'know...blah blah blah.
Instead he walked me to his department store he owned and had me stand in front of his empty glass window. I was totally confused but went with until I realized he had set up a bed and several cameras nearby to film us. I tell you, I couldn't get undressed fast enough as he moved forward to cup and caress my hefty girls.
I groaned, my nipples erect and pointed like sharp little darts. He kissed them gently, and then harder, sucking them firmly as I writhed against him. His hands moved downwards, teasing my sweet spot. My breathing was erratic, my heart hammering against my chest. He pulled my panties down, spreading my legs wide open and plunging his tongue into my wet slit.
I turned and pressed my massive mams against the glass windows as a small crowd started to form. He lapped and licked my hot steamy cunt and even teased my tight little asshole as I moaned and grinded my body against the glass while I ran my fingers through my thick and heavy hair. I squirmed and cried out, my pussy dripping wet with anticipation. His mouth and fingers worked magic on me, driving me wild with desire.
I begged and pleaded for him to enter me, to fill me up with his throbbing cock. He chuckled softly, his voice deep and rich.
"Not yet, baby," he murmured, "we're putting on a show for our audience."
His words struck a chord within me, igniting a fire in my veins. I nodded eagerly, my heart pounding with renewed fervor. I turned around as pressed my full and tight ass against the glass, my gushing cunt on display as the rowdy crowd catcalled me and cheered us on. He grabbed my tits and kissed me deeply even as he reached down to finger my dripping puss.
I was so fucking horny and excited that I was making out with him in public. The crowd was growing thicker and louder, and we soaked in the spectacle. People were recording us with their phones, capturing every passionate gesture and lewd act. I could see the hungry looks in their eyes, and it fueled my insatiable appetite for sexual exploration.
"Are you ready to show them what a dirty little slut you are?" he asked, his voice husky and full of lust.
"Yes, Daddy," I replied, using the term affectionately as I ground my ass against his erection. "Your sexy little 18 year old teenie slut is ready for her thick, hard shot!" I teased with a cute and high pitched giggle.
He pulled me over and laying back had it so I was riding on top of him as I looked down at his handsome face. I one swift motion, her entered my tight cunt and began pumping into me hard and fast. The crowd roared in approval, egging us on as we moved together like dancers in sync. Our bodies glistened with sweat, and our breaths came in ragged gasps. Every thrust drove deeper, filling me with a delicious sensation that threatened to consume me.
"Fuck me, Daddy," I moaned, my voice hoarse with lust. "Harder, please."
He obliged, grabbing my hips and pulling me down towards him, impaling me on his throbbing cock. Every thrust sent sparks of pleasure shooting through me, causing me to moan and scream with delight. I couldn't believe how amazing it felt to be taken so roughly, so passionately.
"That's it, baby," he growled, his voice deep and rough. "Take it all, just like the filthy slut you are."
His words ignited something within me, something primal and unbridled. I bucked and writhed against him, my pussy gripping his member tightly. My eyes locked onto his, and I saw the same hunger burning in them. We were both consumed by an insatiable desire for each other, and I knew that tonight would be unforgettable. Despite the crowd gathering outside, we were oblivious to their presence, completely absorbed in our passionate encounter.
"You look so fucking sexy, baby," he whispered, his voice husky and seductive. "I want to make you feel good."
His words sent a jolt of electricity through me, and I knew that I was ready to surrender myself to him. I leaned down, kissing him deeply as my heart raced with anticipation. I quickly broke the kiss and leaned back like some kind of contortionist as my head touched just above my ass and my long silky hair spread out beneath me.
I could see all the people cheering us on and I gave the seductive little wink and blew them a kiss as the yelled louder and I bent forward again to focus back at the task at hand. I moaned and groaned as I sat on his lap, bouncing up and down on his thick dick. His hands were still squeezing my boobs, kneading them roughly as I rode him faster and faster. The friction between our bodies was incredible, and I could feel the waves of pleasure washing over me.
My eyes closed instinctively, and I focused on the feeling of his throbbing cock inside me. I began to bounce faster, desperate for release. Each movement sent shocks of pleasure radiating through my body, making me moan louder and louder. My heart pounded in my chest, and my breathing became ragged and uneven.
"You feel so good, baby," he murmured, his voice deep and seductive. "So tight and wet."
"I know daddy....I'm ooohhhh.....so hot for you...unnghhhh." I moaned as I swiveled my hips like a belly dancer trying to get even more of his meat deeper into me.
It was working too because he was groaning louder and louder and his cock was growing thicker and harder inside me. The feeling of being stretched tighter and tighter, coupled with the raw power of his pulsating cock, made me cum again and again, each orgasm more intense than the last.
"God, Alyssa," he panted, his thrusts growing more frantic. "You're so fucking tight and hot."
"And you're so fucking big and hard, daddy," I sighed, my voice husky. "I'm just your little cum slut bitch daddy! Perfect for you to fill me with your yummy and tasty cum!" I giggled with such innocence and eagerness.
He answered my cute and sexy urgings on as he grunted loudly and unleashed a massive torrent of cum into waiting and greedy snatch. I screamed as I felt his sticky seed spewing into me, filling me up as it spurted and gushed and flowed onto my inner walls. I tried to hold on as much as possible, not wanting any drop to escape me. I was a willing and obedient little cum slut whore for my loving client...er, daddy and I loved it.
After I recovered enough I scooted down and sucked him off, cleaning up his cock as I got down onto my knees at the end of the bed, taking his hard cock between my massive pillowy tits. I smirked at him and started to slide my boobs up and down his shaft, making sure that his cock head was poking out from under my soft boob valley.
The sight alone made me start to leak cum out of my tight hole, making a small puddle underneath me. I kept moving my tits up and down, giving him a tit job while I looked up at him with a naughty grin plastered on my lips.
"I hope you're enjoying this daddy," I cooed, my voice sounding a bit raspier now that I was starting to catch my breath. "All the boys love when I fuck their hard dicks with my titties!" I giggled, my huge tits wobbling slightly with each squeeze of my cleavage. "What do you say, daddy? Are you ready to cum again?"
He watched me work, his eyes locked on my cleavage and the glistening beads of sweat that trickled down my chest. His cock throbbed in my grasp, twitching with anticipation. In response, I squeezed my boobs harder, applying more pressure. I wanted to give him the ultimate tit job.
"Mmm… yes, baby," he responded, his voice strained and hoarse. "I want to cum all over those gorgeous tits."
His words only intensified my need to satisfy him. I increased the speed of my movements, pressing my massive mams against his throbbing member even harder. I could feel his cock head swelling and pulsating beneath my soft tit flesh, and my pussy clenched in response. I wanted more. I craved for his cum to coat my tits and even drip down onto my stomach.
"Do you like that, daddy?" I asked, my voice playful and seductive. "Does seeing your cock sliding between my boobs turn you on all over again?"
He nodded, his eyes glued to my busty chest. "Oh yeah, baby…" he muttered, his voice quivering with desire. "This is so fucking hot."
"Good," I cooed, smiling broadly. "Because I'm about to make you cum all over these perky melons!"
With that, I picked up the pace, moving my massive mams up and down his stiff rod even faster. I could hear the wet slurping sounds as my tits enveloped his cock head, and I knew that this was exactly what he wanted. I looked up at him, meeting his gaze directly. His eyes were filled with lust and desire, and I couldn't help but smile in response.
"Alyssa," he whispered, his voice strained and hoarse. "I want to cum all over your tits."
I nodded, my smile widening. "Then cum for me, daddy," I told him, my voice husky and seductive. "Cum all over my perfect tits and leave your mark on me." I said as I leaned down and licked the head of his cock playfully.
His eyes burned with lust, and he groaned loudly. I felt his cock start to explode as it sprayed another massive load of his steamy jizz. I giggled and moaned as I came from the fact that he had just coated my tits and face with his hot seed. He moaned and collapsed back further on the bed even as the crowd outside gave us one last roar.
I stood up and licked the sweet sticky reward from my perfect tits and also from my soft and feminine cheeks. I could see a few guys practically salivating as I winked at them and made sure to show them I was swallowing every drop down with a big smile on my face. I looked over at my lover, and I saw that he was still lying on the bed, watching me intently.
His eyes were filled with awe and admiration, and I couldn't help but feel a warm rush of pride wash over me. I'd done it. I'd shown this crowd what a true slut could accomplish. He approached me hesitantly, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Alyssa," he breathed, his voice quavering slightly. "You are absolutely stunning. I...I think I'm spent!" He reached out, his fingers brushing along my cheek gently.
"Oh daddy...it's okay! I had a great time and your cum was simply delectable!" I said with a soft coo and I emphasized by licking my fingers clean. "It's time for me to go, but I want you to know that you can always call me for a nice fuck!" I said as I shot a quick selfie of us as he squeezed my tits and I held his massive cock in my tiny hand.
I cleaned up and after getting dressed and blowing him a sexy and sweet kiss I was out the door to great my adoring public. They were so happy to see me, especially when I flashed my big tits and wiggled my big ass at them. Some of the braver ones were able to snap photos with me as I made my way to where I was going. I hopped into my brand new car and was amazed at how quiet and comfortable it was.
I had been saving up for a long time to buy this particular model but never thought I'd actually have the money to afford it. But thanks to my new lifestyle, I had plenty of cash to throw around.
My newfound popularity and lucrative career had brought me a steady stream of income, allowing me to indulge in my deepest desires. And oh, how I indulged! I purchased luxurious items, expensive cars, and lavish homes without batting an eye. The freedom to spend my earnings however I pleased was intoxicating, and I reveled in it. Here I was now 18 again and I was worth what some major CEOs make in a year, or in my case, a few weeks.
So here I am now, a small crowd once again forming as they watch me take my sexy selfies and hope that I might take one of them home to bed tonight. I wish I could but I was scheduled to meet the head of a famous porn studio and I could hardly pass the opportunity to take my talents to the big screen. Well, whatever somebody watches it on nowadays. All I really wanted was the knowledge that millions were watching me and lusting for my sexy and sultry body.
I giggled once more as I realized just strong and powerful my inner slut truly was when I read that book. There really was a sex crazed slut inside of me waiting to burst out. I just wish I could remember where that darn book had disappeared to, like it had vanished into thin air or something even crazier. Oh well, I had better things to worry about as horny little future starlet.
Meanwhile across town, a young man in his early 20's walked into the mysterious book store that seemed to appear just the other night. He was a bit of quiet loner, handsome, but not really an ace with the ladies and he was desperately lonely for companionship.
"Can I help ye!" an old and ancient voice called out from behind a towering collection of dusty bookshelves.
The young man shivered slightly at the creaky sound echoing throughout the otherwise silent bookstore. He turned to see an man, older than it time itself it seemed, dressed in a strange bath robe of some kind as he moved slowly towards him.
"Yes! Uh, hello!" he stammered nervously, his voice trembling slightly. "I was hoping to find a book that might help me improve my social skills."
"Ah, a brave soul seeking enlightenment!" the aged voice echoed back with a hint of amusement. "Come closer, young one, and let thy fate unfold within these hallowed walls."
The young man hesitated for a moment before cautiously approaching the source of the voice. As he drew nearer, he noticed a small alcove carved into the stacks, revealing a collection almost arcane looking books. Each one seemed strange and aged then seemed to lead up to even more modern books. In fact, one even caught his eye. It was a strange pink colored one and seemed to look almost like a self help guide.
"Ho, ho! It seems the feller has something that's caught his eye!" the old man chuckled cryptically, as if he knew the very thing that had drawn the young man in. "Come closer, young one, and let thy fate unravel within these sacred pages."
The young man hesitated, curiosity piqued. His gaze lingered on the peculiar pink book nestled among the eclectic mix of volumes. With a steadying breath, he carefully reached out and gingerly lifted the book from the shelf.
"Wise choice, dear traveler," the old man spoke, his voice a soothing whisper. "And for you...it will cost not a penny or dime! Now begone! Gone to your fate and a life of dreams and happiness!" he cackled as he seemed to almost disappear into the back of the store.
The young man hurried out of the store, not even noticing that it vanished into nothing behind as he rounded a corner to look the book in his hands. With a trembling hand and quivering lip he read off the title of the book in disbelief.
"Releasing Your Inner Slut?", He murmured aloud, reading the title of the book for the first time.
He frowned, his initial excitement fading slightly as he wondered if he had made a mistake. He simply shrugged and opened the cover to flip through the pages. As he did so, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the book seemed to be a guide or self-help manual for embracing one's inner sex drive and desires. He was intrigued and decided to give it a chance.
"Perhaps this book could help him expand his boundaries in regards to dating and explore new sensations?", he thought to himself even as the strange magic began to take affect on his body and mind.