"Is it an extra £50 to take this jimmy off babe," the punter, whose name I'd forgotten, asked as he pounded my pussy from behind, doggy style, in the cheap hotel I worked in.
"Yes, baby, money up front, though," I moaned seductively, reaching behind and holding open my holes.
"Let me get my wallet," he said, pulling out of me. I could feel the slimy condom hanging out of my cunt. My punter graciously pulled it out and threw it on the floor. It was already off then. These guys will try anything to get bareback. All they have to do is pay the extra. I held my pose and watched him rummaging in his pockets.
"Did you say another £75 for anal as well?" My punter said, counting his money.
"Yes, darling, it's worth it. I'm clean and tight," I said, wiggling my ass. My eyes were fixed on the cash. A girl gotta sell herself.
My punter stared at my beautiful round ass, waiting for him.
"Do bareback and anal for an extra £100, and we've got a deal. I'll just cum on your tits," he said, licking his lips and admiring how great I looked bent over.
"Okay," I said, taking the money and quickly counting it. I stuffed it in my handbag next to the bed. He was pulling my hips back into the middle of the bed and spitting on his dick as I clipped my bag shut.
I reached around and stuck my finger up my ass, pulling my hole open ready. The punter pulled my hand out of the way and exhaled loudly behind me as he popped, deliciously bare, inside my asshole.
Appreciative sounds escaped my lips as I thought of the extra £100. I was skint.
~XXX~
After another half hour of bareback anal sex in every position I knew, I limped back into the reception, my arse was killing me, and my thong was too tight. I wiggled uncomfortably as the elastic shot up my butt crack again.
I looked into the bar through the glass door. It was getting pretty busy, and I could see many potential punters in the crowd. There was a huge warehouse down the road and the hotel filled the rooms with tradesmen.
I hadn't got enough cash for the rent on my loser boyfriend Lee's flat yet, I needed another £150, so I decided to see if I could service another punter as the hotel was so busy.
I was on my own at a bar. The barman gave me a lemonade. He knew my usual. I was Available for work. I sat with my long blonde curls in a bun after the last guy had fucked me in my room upstairs. I pulled my hair loose and shook my head. My curves were displayed in my tight black mini-dress. My big 34DD breasts pushed up in my red strapless bra, advertising my services. I never needed to try too hard in the hotel.
"Hi," said a funny accent behind me. I spun around, and a tall, dark-haired man stood behind me. He was wearing a smart shirt and trousers, a five o'clock shadow spread on his jaw.
"Hi," I said, smiling.
"Can I buy you a drink? I noticed you on the way up the stairs earlier," the guy said.
The barman watched us, and I nodded to let him know I needed my room again.
He told me his name was Nasir, and he was here for a maintenance call-out at the warehouse. He was a lot older than me. He was in his late forties, but he looked younger. He made me laugh, telling silly jokes, and he didn't rush me upstairs.
"I have been so bored here till I met you. We have to be back on-site at 7 am. I need to go to my bed," Nas said.
"I like going to bed nice and early," I said, licking my lips. I leaned on the table, pushing up my boobs.
"Oh, do you. That sounds like fun," Nas said.
"I've got my own room here darling," I purred and stroked his leg. He didn't pull away. Sparks were flying between us. We'd had a few too many drinks, and I felt horny again. None of the punters had made me climax properly.
"And are there visitors allowed in your room? Visitors who might pay?" Nas asked as he gently pushed my thighs apart and slid his hand up near my red panties.
I smiled innocently at him, fluttering my thick black lashes. I needed the rent, and trade was trade. Nas was hot for me. I liked him. I liked him a lot. He was acting like a gentleman, and giving me a load of smooth chat.
"If I like a guy, I might invite him back to my room, and if he left £250 on my bedside table, I'd be very grateful," I said, leaning forward and pulling Nas's hand closer to the crease between my legs.
"Write your room number on this, leave, and I'll follow in five minutes," Nas said, passing me a napkin and a pen from his top pocket. He removed his hand from my leg as the barman walked over.
I wrote my room number on the napkin and passed it to Nas. I stared into his eyes, and I felt a connection. My nipples tingled, and I hoped he meant it.
"Your rooms ready Jez," the barman whispered as he picked up our glasses.
~XXX~
I went into my room and quickly checked myself in the mirror. I threw my dress on the chair. I pulled my boobs up in my red strapless bra, so my nipples pepped above the top. My slim waist and wide hips were tanned and stood out against my little red thong.
I licked my finger and slipped my hand down my panties. I massaged my clit with my middle finger and gentle slid it inside. I liked to be a little bit open and turned on in case Nas dived straight in. My pussy pulsed slightly as I moved my finger inside I was hoping Nas would knock on my door.
It's never guaranteed.
~XXX~
A couple of minutes later there was a soft knock at my door. Nas was stood there and as soon as I opened the door he quickly dashed in and shut it behind him.
It's quite usual for guys to kiss me as soon as we are alone, but I felt sparks fly with Nas. My pussy tingled as soon as I saw his eyes bulge at the sight of my body in just red lingerie.
"Do you always let strange men into your room?" He said, pulling my nipples out of my bra.
"If they bring me a present I like," I said, my hand rubbed the front of Nas's trouser and I felt a bulging hard dick.
"Here is the present you like the most," Nas said pulling a massive roll of notes out of his pocket. My thighs felt wet as my pussy got juicy doe him to use.
"I like this present just as much," I giggled holding out my hand.
