TUESDAY TEASE
Introducing Tuesday Tease.
This is part of the show, Ladies and Gents, where Ambient Magic puts
out a new sexy video every Tuesday. That's right.... Every Tuesday!! And
you lucky viewers get to see a Free trailer of it. You heard me.... for
FREE.
Today the #TuesdayTease is gonna be a little different. Here is an example of the erotic stories that i write. I made a video of me reading this and then getting naughty but its exclusive for the guy that ordered so i cant show it. But without further ado.... "The Client"
"The Client"
I suppose that I
shouldn't ask for much. Being what I am,
you don't exactly get to pick who your clients are. If you wanna eat, you have to take all kinds: small ones, big ones, ones that are so weird
you won't even have a description available.
But, I want to tell you about the one client who, at first appearance,
didn't seem like much, but who turned out to be one of the best I've ever had.
And
being one of the highest paid girls in the city, when I tell you I've seen them
all, you better believe me when I say that this guy caught even me off guard.
* * *
It
started out basic enough. I got a text
from the escort company saying a simple code that, at passing glance, my mother
wouldn't understand if she happened to pick up my phone, but I would.
"830, LBH217, D:BL, SM"
Sighing
heavily, I mentally translated that code.
It was a pretty standard meeting:
8:30 pm at the Lantern Bell Hotel, room 217. I was to wear a black lace dress and meet a
single male in that room. I woundered to
myself what he would be like, but really, I could never be sure. Did he smoke?
I hated smokers. Did he want
anal? Not that I mind anal, but some assholes think that means that they don't
have to lube up or anything. I mean,
yea, I'm a whore, but come on! A little
courtesy goes a long way to making me want to pleasure you more, but a sore
asshole just makes me want to get it over with.
That
thought pushed me to the idea that maybe he wanted some crazy S&M
shit. Or worse, he could try some of
that water sports insanity. He'd better
not. Says so on my website, "no
water sports/feces." He'd fucking
better not want that.
Standing
in front of my mirror, I selected my most appealing attire. A black, lacy short dress, as requested. The laciness of it was almost see thru, and
if one stared long enough, they could see the lingerie I had on underneath: a black corset pushed my supple tits up into
the spotlight where they belong, and the length of it went all the way down to
the silky lace panties I selected, the ones with the thong that fit perfectly
into my ass. I added a garter belt and
some super sheer stockings to add a little class. Maybe the John didn't want class, but it made
me feel sexy, so that's what I chose.
The sexier I feel, the sexier the work....
The rest is too sexy to show on here. Want something like this? Get it here
