This is a fictional tale of Selena Gomez visiting London and came about due to being pimped out to have sex with celebrities.
These celebrities either had partners or were single, and no one was ever getting any sex.
My job, if I accepted, was to work my magic. It's a tough life, but someone must do it!
Selena Gomez with Dua Lipa and her assistant in London
"Ping" -- my phone had a message and it read: "How do you feel about Americans? I got something special if you do."
I was used to receiving messages every other week from my trusted source, who kept hooking me up with women, who you couldn't believe needed me. They were all good-looking women but were either in a loveless relationship, or they were between men. Either way, the benefit to me, was to meet, get to know (if this part was needed), and satisfy them.
I replied, "I love special, where they are from doesn't matter. Tell me more?"
"Ping" -- "I can't give you the name, but this is gold star standard. Be free Friday night in central London. I will message 7.30pm on Friday with the exact location."
My anticipation for this was high and I needed to get through a couple of days before Friday to think about who could it be? Generally, I'd been asked to satisfy 40-year-old or even 50-year-old celebrities to date. The age was irrelevant, as they were all first-class to look at, and extremely fuckable.
On Friday, I had opted to dress smart, chinos, shirt & jacket look. I was looking good, and I wanted to be, as I had no idea who I was going to see.
"Ping" -- my phone received a message just before 7.30pm. It said to go to one of the posh hotels in the city, sit in reception and wait for Hannah. Be there at 8pm.
The location was a grand old hotel in London. A smart one and a very expensive one is what I was thinking. It was no more than a 15-minute walk away and set off to meet my special date. I was excited, but still had no idea who it could be.
Walking through the doors, I received a nod and a good evening from the doorman and in I went. My instructions were to take a seat on a sofa near the lifts and someone would meet me.
Looking around the hotel lobby, there were very few people around, apart from a few other men sitting on their own. It seemed a bit odd, but maybe this is the place where women pick up men. I didn't know, it wasn't the circle I was used to, but in recent months I appeared to be getting into it.
Just after 8pm, I was approached by a not too shabby looking lady. Short brunette, lean body and a voice which was most definitely American.
"Howdy, I recognise your face from pictures, would you like to follow me," was said to me.
The thing was, she also said this to 3 other men in the lobby. More concerning though, was the fact she had a picture of me. All my meetups to date were through a referral from the very fuckable British girl band member from Girls Aloud, Kimberley Walsh. She knew people and hadn't let me down so far.
We all followed the American brunette to the lift. We all got in together, there was plenty of space, and the button was pressed for the suites on the top floor. No words were spoken by the men, but Hannah was revving us up and saying things like you are so lucky to be here, you are going to have a great night, etc. I was apprehensive; I had no plans for an orgy with other men. Orgy with women, with me being the only man, I could handle!
Once out of the lift we went to one of the plush suites on the floor. It was an unbelievable room, and you could see rooms off rooms. I'd never seen anything like it and this hotel was at another level.
Hannah asked us to take a seat when we went into a dining room area. We were treating it as a conference room, but most definitely existed as a private dining room from someone.
Hannah spoke, "Thank you for turning up tonight. There were meant to be more of you, but this makes it better for you. I'm unsure what your contacts told you, but the fact is you are here for Selena and her crew."
"Sorry, Selena. Selena who?" one of the other men asked.
"Oh wow, you don't know anything it appears!"
Looking around the room we were all nodding, not having a clue.
"Well, I don't think you will be disappointed, but the adorable. Or adorable to me, Selena Gomez has been in town for the last 2 nights. We all fly onto Europe tomorrow, but my orders were to get some hunky guys to come and entertain her dancers, her support act and maybe herself."
"SELENA GOMEZ. We're here to fuck Selena Gomez," was shouted excitingly by one chap.
Hannah spoke, "Well yes, and no to that. I did say you are here for the dancers. I'm unsure if Selena will want any of you, but she will let us know if she does."
With that I heard the noise of women, they had entered the room and were giggly and excited. I think I counted about 10. To be fair to them, every single one of them was good looking, and it was blatantly clear from watching a couple of the other lads they may have been here before. They seemed to crack on and know exactly what they needed to do.
A couple of the women came up to me, a cute blonde and a cute redhead. Both were hot, but both were about aged 20. I'm not saying I wasn't aroused, but this wasn't what I was expecting, or wanted.
I said hi to the girls and I wasn't rude, but I got the attention of Hannah, I needed to get out of here. It would be more women for the men if I left. For me though, I didn't want to be there.
Hannah spoke, "Howdy, do you want me. It's always the girls who seem to get the best men first, but I would love to if you're keen?"
I replied, "Hi Hannah. A lovely offer, but whatever I was told before I came here, has not panned out as I would expect. These girls are hot, I must be mad, but I shouldn't be here. I don't want to be rude, but I think I should go."
"Oh no. You must be the one. I'm so sorry. My mistake completely. Please follow me." Hannah said.
I was led out of the room, soon to be an orgy room, as girls were now whipping off their tops and men trousers were being removed to speed up the action!
Hannah spoke, "Please, please accept my apologies. Please take a seat here and I will get Selena for you."
I was left for about 5 minutes. In that time, I could hear plenty of groaning and moaning coming from the room I left. Am I mad? What was I thinking when I left 10 beautiful girls?
Hannah returned and spoke, "Please follow me, and please accept my apologies again."
I followed Hannah's sexy little butt to a far room. The door was opened for me by Hannah, but she didn't enter. She wished me a good time and said goodbye.
Walking into the room even more apprehension was coming, but I can't deny a little bit of excitement.
I'm assuming I'm meeting Selena Gomez. Now, over recent years, I was aware of Selena, but to be honest she's still a whole lot younger than me. I'd be used to 40+, and even 50+-year-old women in recent months. When I got the message that morning, it was clear this might be special, but not someone beautiful and young.
"Hi, come on in. Make yourself comfortable, we've been looking forward to seeing you," was said by a female voice, but this was a British voice, not an American one.
"British guy is here. Oh yes, this is spiffing stuff," was said with laughter by an American impersonating a British person.
OMG. I'm looking straight ahead and sat down on a sofa is Selena Gomez. I recognised her stunning eyes and perfectly crafted face and lips. But next to her, is a pop star who I'd only recently been made aware of, Dua Lipa.
I said, "Hello. How are you tonight?"
Selena spoke, "I love the voice. And yes, Dua he is fit. I knew my contact wouldn't let me down. Come and sit down next to me, let me get a better look off you."
