Futa Escort

By Jamie Dunlap

Star’s convinced her career as an escort is now over after growing a girlcock but Jennifer is about to change to her mind!

After a sexy night with a client, Star wakes up discovers she has a futa cock! Not sure what to do and terrified her career as an escort is over, she tries to pretend it doesn’t exist until a meeting with her next clients goes completely sideways. She calls her handler at the Agency, Jennifer, and sends her pictures of her new monster cock, who tells her that she’s going to come and visit in a few days and help Star out. Star’s always had a massive crush on Jennifer, even though she’s only ever spoke to her on the phone. Will something happen finally happen between them or is that just an unrealized fantasy?

10,700 words of hot interracial futa girl-on-girl action with masturbating, cumming, oral, and vaginal sex.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jamie Dunlap
• Release date: Sep 22, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005329846

Jamie Dunlap

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Book preview

1

Waking Up Futa

Iawoke in the room, trying to remember who it was that I let bring me here and fuck me last night. There was no-one in the bed next to me, and the clock at the side of the bed told me it was just after 6:30 am. A hangover lingered in my head and body, and my mouth was dry.

My client last night had been Mister S, one of my regulars. As an escort of Asian descent — and a fucking hot one at that — I was always in demand, which meant that people like Mister S paid plenty of money for my company and any additional perks that came during that time. He was a local congressman, with a lot of power and connections, but a wife at home who wouldn’t put out for him. A man like that, a man with power, needed some way to slake his cravings — which is where I came into the picture.

Images of the previous evening popped into my head. As usual, he had me picked up in a private vehicle which drove me out here to the country club to meet with him. The country club, besides being exclusive and very expensive, offered a side service of absolute discretion. Many powerful members of their club brought the mistresses, girlfriends, boyfriends, and escorts like myself to it, secure in knowing that what happened at the club stayed at the club. For escorts like me, it offered a safe place to conduct my business, and pick up new business. The glorious thing about being an escort is that most men didn’t mind sharing me, and I didn’t mind being shared, especially in the bedroom.

After dinner, Mister S and I had several drinks at the bar where he schmoozed and I talked to two other girls from the Agency — which had secured exclusive rights to operate in the club. After that he and came toour regular suite, and fucked like rabbits. He was feeling extra kinky last night, which meant that we got to play with some toys I kept in my client needs’ case. After both of us cumming several times, we’d fallen asleep for a few hours before waking up and spending another hour lazily licking, sucking, and fucking. As usual with Mister S, he was up early in the morning, having showered, returning to his wife and the world that knew him as nothing but perfect and virtuous.

There was a note next to the clock, written in his handsome script.

Thanks for last night. You’re amazing. I sent you through a little something extra. Keep next weekend open for me. You really are a Star.

I smiled at his wordplay.

A fallen one, perhaps.

Unlocking my phone, I checked the agency app that they had us install on our phones for communication, accounting, and our safety. It showed a transaction submitted this morning that included a hefty additional tip, three times what he regularly gave me. The Agency would take fifteen percent of that, but that still left me with a lot remaining, enough to buy that new outfit I’d had my eye on. It also showed that my client for this evening had confirmed the appointment,