It had been a while since the night I hooked up with Lucy, but that didn't mean I wasn't busy, because let's face it, life as a Hollywood escort is every bit as exciting as you'd think it would be.
But I was beginning to adjust into a bit more of a normal life after a while, too, since it began to look like I was through with the celebrity side of things.
It was only a matter of time, though, before things changed, and when one of the biggest pop stars in the world calls you and wants your services, well, that's an offer that no one would be able to pass up.
At least no one with a pulse or anyone who's straight, though I suspect many women wouldn't, either.
Anyway, the point is it was just a normal day, without the thought of any more celebrity hook-ups even entering my mind, when Katy Perry called me up.
Every call I get from a celebrity is one I take with a lot of pride, but to say I was particularly thrilled Katy called me was a huge understatement.
"Hey, is this John? I need a little "assistance" on my video set and was wondering if you make, shall we say, "house calls?"," she asked me, sounding pensive over the phone, which I soon rectified by calling her back.
"Katy, this is John. What can I do for you today? Or maybe TO you?" I asked her, barely able to hold my own excitement over the fact I had her on the phone talking business with her.
"HAHAHAHA. I like your style. No bullshit. You know exactly why I called you in that case. You see, I have a reputation in this town for pleasuring myself on all of my video sets, but today I decided I needed some cock to help get me through the day," she told me, giggling like a school girl when she said the word "cock."
"I'll be happy to handle your request Katy. But trust me. When I get to your set and we start hooking up, finishing your video will be the last thing on your mind," I teased her, already having seemed to have made a connection with her as we said our final goodbyes for the time being, Katy giving me directions to the set before letting me go.
"Let him in. He's harmless," I heard Katy tell the security guard as I arrived at the set, the guy quickly stepping aside as Katy ushered me in.
"I have a first-time video director for this project who seems more interested in sticking his dick inside me than actually creating a good piece of art," Katy whispered to me, clinging to my arm as walked me around the closed-off sound stage.
"Can't really blame him Katy. What man wouldn't want to fuck you?" I told her, getting a good look at her body in the tight black dress she was in and catching my own breath as I took in the sight.
"I'm not as cheap and easy as people make me out to be John..." she whispered to me as we arrived at her trailer, planting a kiss on me as she led me inside.
"...despite the fact we're totally about to fuck in here..." she continued, unable to take her eyes off of me as she eyed the growing bulge in my pants.
"Even with my "job", I never in a million years would have guesses I'd get to have someone like you Katy," I whispered to her as she placed a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door of her trailer and stood to face me, dropping the straps on her dress and revealing her naked body to me.
"I know I can trust you...so do your worst to me..." she teased me as we started making out, Katy leading me over to a chair next her wardrobe closet and sitting me down on it, a pile of my clothes strewn all over the path.
"Well hello there big boy. My name's Katy and I'm going to keep you "up" for a long, long time..." Katy teased me, talking to my dick as she took it in her hands and played with it, stoking it a few times before climbing up into my lap.
"FUCK YES...you made it that way baby. Now you gotta be the one to deal with it..." I told her as she started lifting her hips up and down on my dick, giving me a lap dance that soon led to her pussy lowering itself onto my dick and me starting to fuck her.
