Unfortunately, I encountered a bit of a bug with the first submission as spotted by one of my fans, so below is the ACTUAL version of Gigolo Ch9. Enjoy!!!
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"Grant?" I heard the next morning. "Grant, wake up."
I opened my eyes to see Claire lying next to me, as naked as she'd fallen asleep after our third fuck last night. "Hey babe, what time is it?"
"Eight. I've gotta shower and get dressed for lectures. Just wanted to let you know where I am, in case you wanted to meet me back here at two when I'm done." She then winked and leaned in for a snog.
I enjoyed her hot lips against mine, putting an arm around her to grab her stunning black ass. "Sounds good. I'll get up with you, get some work done on the house then pick you up."
"Cool. Let me put some clothes out and we're good to go."
I watched her deliberately lay out the sexiest day underwear she could get her hands on and toss me a towel before leading me out of the room and across the corridor to the bathroom. I was horny -- I always was first thing in the morning -- and so was Claire; we were naked under hot steaming water and bathing each other, so sex was imminent.
A five minute shower took fifteen minutes because we lay down in the bath tub under the water and had a sensual yet quick 69er. However, Claire would get to her lectures on time because I dropped her off before moving onto the house. I got out of the car to see a familiar figure by the door.
"Tanya?" I called.
"Hey stranger, been a while since we had some alone time, hasn't it?" she asked, meeting me by the front door for a passionate snog. I let her in and locked us inside.
"Too long. I'm always fucking Hannah, Mickie, or other non-paying hotties."
"Shame. I didn't even fuck you the other night, you practically fucked everyone else."
"I know, I'm sorry," I said, and slid my hands up the back of her skirt. "I'm mostly here to work, but I'm more than willing to make up for lost time."
"Why are you not soliciting?" she asked, responding to my touch by putting her hands to the buttons of my shirt and beginning to undo it.
"Just fancied a break," I answered, grabbing the zip of her skirt and pulling it down. "I've got plenty of cash, plenty of girls to shag me... and lots of work to do."
Her skirt fell to the ground, followed almost immediately by my shirt. I looked at her crotch. "I know, I'm a slut going commando."
"Only the best women go commando, Paula," I grinned before giving her a quick snog. Putting a hand to her naked, shaven expert pussy that was tight through hard physical exercise away from a street corner, I continued. "It's nice to pull some knickers down, one of the best things in the world is stripping a hot woman, but I do just want to fuck you, so I think its best we're..."
"Stop talking," she interrupted, pressing a hot finger against my experienced lips. "More action, please."
I watched her turn around and bend over, leaning against the nearest wall. "More action coming up."
I undid my jeans and yanked them down with my boxers. Tanya sensually looked at me whilst touching her cunt as I threw my shoes and socks away. Now all I wore was the small amount of bling I owned, and I pressed my hard cock up against Tanya's ass and pussy whilst pulling the hem of her top up and over her head. By the time I was undoing her bra clasp with just my left hand (even more impressive given I'm actually right-handed), my cock was straining for a wet lady hole to slip into, and by the time I tossed Tanya's bra away and started groping her great tits, it had found its way into her wet cunt.
"Argh! Oh baby! Fuck yes! Fuck, fuck me you fucking stud!" she yelled so loudly, I was convinced neighbours could hear, but I didn't care. She had slept with over twelve hundred different men, but she was tight, compassionate and absolutely fantastic.
I bent her over slightly more, grabbed her still by her tits and began banging her harder and harder; upping the pace and force until her screams of pleasure reached the optimum pitch and volume, and then just kept it up.
Far from making her a bad lover, being a pro made her better just as it had made me better. Sex is all about giving your sexual partner (or partners) all of your attention and the maximum amount of pleasure possible, and being a hooker is like a more concentrated version of that. If you except the odd client who just wants to please you (i.e. an older woman who never married who just wants to suck your cock to swallow her first cum in years), you spend your time pleasing the other person, and to hell with how you feel.
What this means is that I know all the tricks to lasting during sex, and even though Tanya was absolutely terrific as a lover (as 1200 men and 625 women, with some of them more than once, would make you), and incredibly tight for her age and experience, I could hold on to make her cum once against the wall, put her on the floor and make her cum there, before taking her upstairs to the only bed and making her cum twice more before I pulled out and emptied my balls all over her tits.
"Does your shower still work?" she asked as I wiped myself clean on her pussy lips.
"Yep, there's some towels in there too. Help yourself."
"Not going to join me?" she winked, stepping out of bed and making naked for the doorway.
I was actually planning on getting straight to work, but damn she was so fucking hot I couldn't really turn her down so I could throw out furniture and carpets could I? "I'm right behind you."
And there I stayed; following her into the shower and washing her dirty ass before becoming so hard I could no longer resist the temptation and fucked it.