Nicky's Biggest Fan

[TPG]

Nicky's Biggest Fan
with Nicky Whelan
The Pornographer
(MF, mast, rim)


This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!


Growing up on the eastern suburbs of Sydney, I was a local handyman and part time lifeguard who lived a pretty humble existence. At just 31, I owned and operated a small business, getting most of my work through word of mouth. You could say I enjoyed a fairly honest and mundane existence, but that all changed the day I met Conrad.

Conrad Wade was a very successful and influential business man who made a name for himself in the entertainment industry here in Australia. Fortunately for me I was hired by him to do some medial job on his estate, which later developed into a huge lucrative contract for me.

It had only been a few short days when I first noticed the numerous amount of women frequenting his palatial mansion every day. Curious, I decided to ask him about it and he went on to explain that aside from his successful satellite company, he had previous dabbled in the media industry as a talent scout and agent.

Sharing a beer one afternoon, I couldn't believe some of the stories he told me. He had apparently had a very colorful career.

It was during this conversation that I announced that I was almost done with his project, and noticing my strong work ethic, he was apparently pleased with my work and wanted to thank me personally for doing such a fine job.

"So, I have a surprise for you." he said while handing me a bank cheque for almost ninety thousand dollars!

To my delight it seemed Conrad had remembered a previous conversation we had shared in which we discussed a few of the celebrities he had known over the years, and knowing the way I felt about one local celebrity in particular, he had apparently arranged a date with her.

I was absolutely gob smacked.

"No way. Are you serious?"

"Think of it as an early birthday present." he grinned, knowing that it was my 32nd birthday over the weekend.

With that I watched as he picked up his cell and made a telephone call, and after a minute insisted I talk to her. To my stunned excitement, I was shocked to hear the voice of model-turned-television personality, Nicky Whelan.

"Hello?" a sexy female voice answered.

"Um, hi. This is Matt. I'm a friend of Conrad's, I mean, Mr. Wade. And I'm a huge fan of yours."

Nicky simply giggled at my nervousness.

"Oh great, a friend of Conrad's is a friend of mine." she replied.

I could practically see her gorgeous smile through the phone.

"Well Matt, I'm uh, currently busy at the moment. I'm at the gym actually. Can I get back to you?"

"Sure! Working hard on that hot body of yours I bet." I replied a little too eagerly, causing her to giggle again.

I sounded like a total idiot, and noted the embarrassed expression on Conrad's face. I was mortified.

"Actually, I think I better go before I make a complete and total dick of myself. I'm sorry." I told her.

Nicky giggled sweetly and told me not to worry.

"That's fine. Look, can I call you back later?"

"Sure."

I then gave her my number and passed the phone back to Conrad, who spoke with her briefly and then hung up. Meanwhile I was so elated I couldn't barely stop grinning.

It was then he told me that there was a lot I didn't know about Nicky and that I should keep an open mind. At the time I didn't really know what that was referring to but I would later learn exactly what this meant.

Conrad then asked me how far I wanted to go with her on our first date. I chuckled and told him as far as possible and he then grinned told me he could arrange that. I was shocked for a second time when I then watched him reach into his jacket pocket and hand me a large wad of cash—which looked to be at least four or five thousand dollars in cash.

Two things immediately struck me: First, I couldn't believe that he actually walked around with that much money on him, and secondly, why was he giving it to me?

I presumed he was giving me a little for the work I had done around the house, but he then told me it was purely for our date. I couldn't believe it when I counted it out and discovered that it was almost three and a half thousand dollars.

Conrad went on to explain that Nicky was a very rare and materialistic type of girl, and that not a lot of guys could keep up with her physically or financially. He said that the amount that I held in my hand would probably just cover dinner as the rest would go towards paying Nicky for her time.

I stood dumbfounded for a moment and laughed, expecting him to tell me that he was just kidding, but instead he was dead serious. What did that mean? I knew most celebrities were probably busy but... it then hit me. I finally worked out what he was trying to say.

"Wait a minute, are you telling me Nicky's a prostitute?"

"No, of course not," he smirked. "She's an escort. There's a huge difference."

"There is?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"You'd be surprised how many of them do it these days."

"Holy shit," I exclaimed. "Who would have thought?"

"Yes well that exactly the point." he added. "Not many people know about this sort of thing, and the ones who do, have an understanding. You get me?"

"Of course." I nodded.

A few minutes later I left the mansion and was headed home in the afternoon traffic, and soon found myself stuck on the Gore freeway, just when my cell phone suddenly rang.

Truth be known I half expected it to be one of the guys calling to arrange something for the weekend, seeing as it was a beautiful balmy Friday evening. But low and behold it was actually Nicky Whelan.

Hearing her voice I was so startled and nervous I almost dropped the phone and had an accident.

"So you're a friend of Conrad's?" she affirmed, "Funny, cause he's never mentioned you till today."

"Uh yeah, he said he thought it was a great idea if we got together."

"Really? Hmm, I bet he did." she remarked. "So, what did you have in mind?"

"Well, Mr. Wade has apparently arranged everything and has already made reservations at that exclusive restaurant at the Sheridan on the Park? So I guess all we have to do is just show up and enjoy ourselves."

"I guess so." she smiled. "OK, sounds great! I'll meet you there."

"OK, so I guess I'll meet you there around 8pm?"

"Done. I'll see you in a few hours. Bye."

We hung up with each other and I was so excited and anxious to get home I was actually pulled over for speeding. Still, I was that elated I didn't even care, and for a minute or two I was afraid the police officer was going to test me for drugs or alcohol as I was so jubilant.

Just for laughs, I told him I had a date with Nicky Whelan and after he looked at me dumbfounded, I explained to him who she was and of course, he didn't believe me—and simply handed me my ticket.

As 8pm finally rolled around I showed up right on time for my date—my date with Nicky Whelan!

With a fresh wad of cash and my celebrity date arriving soon, I felt untouchable, like I was the king of the world. There I inquired about my table and took a seat, and impatiently waited for her.

As expected, Nicky was fashionably late and so I waited all of about 20 minutes before I began to grow concerned.

Finally the manager arrived and told me there was a call for me on the phone. I immediately thought the worst and imagined Nicky had probably backed out or changed her mind at the very last minute. I braced myself for the bad news and was surprised when I then heard a male's voice on the other end of the line.

"Mr. Smith? I have a message for you from a Miss Whelan?"

"Yes?" I replied despondently, expecting to hear that she would not be coming.

"She has instructed me to inform you that she will be waiting for you upstairs in her suite."

"Suite?" I repeated.

"Yes, the presidential suite upstairs sir. All you need to do is leave the restaurant and turn to your left, come up to the foyer and retrieve the key from me here at the front desk."

"OK, thanks buddy." I said before I hung up the phone and cursed myself.

How stupid of me, I thought. Nicky was an absolute gorgeous creature who was accustom to a totally different way of life, I imagined. She probably expected me to be a gentleman and escort her down to dinner. God I could be rude.

With that in mind I grabbed some flowers from the lobby, and told the restaurant manager to keep the table warm before I stepped up to the front reception desk where I was then handed the key—which consisted of a credit card style data card.

"That'll be level 15, suite 1501." The concierge explained.

I grabbed the key and caught the elevator up to the penthouse suite.

To say I was nervous would be the understatement of the century. I was extremely anxious and continually checked myself in the mirror. Reaching the floor, I stepped out and went in search of the room—which wasn't hard considering there were only two Presidential suites on the entire floor.

Finding the door I knocked loudly, and after not hearing a reply, I hesitantly slid the card through the security seal and was granted access.

*BEEP!* The door sounded and unlocked, as I tentatively stepped in and looked around.

Inside I caught a lump in my throat as I admired the extravagance, and realized just what I could hear in the distance—the shower was running, and Nicky Whelan was apparently inside.

"Jesus." I softly said to myself, viewing the incredibly lavish apartment.

I was more nervous and excited than I had been in years.

"Hello? Anyone home?" I announced from the living room, slowly creeping my way toward the shower.

"Oh, hey!" I heard a female voice answer from the bedroom.

"Glad you made it. Just make yourself at home. I'll be out in a minute."

"No worries, take your time." I told her, as I walked over to the large window in the living room area.

I looked out the window to enjoy the view—an unspoiled and panoramic view of the Sydney Harbor by night.

I would have probably admired it more under different circumstances but I just couldn't stop thinking—thoughts of Nicky Whelan alone, naked, and wet in the shower in the very next room. I took off my jacket and tried to relax. I was way too tense. I walked over to the bar and poured myself a glass of Jack Daniels.

I drank and smiled to myself as I pondered my surroundings. I still couldn't believe this was actually happening, that I was actually up here alone with her. Suddenly, a dreadful thought crossed my mind. What if it wasn't Nicky Whelan in the next room?

It sounded like her, but what if there was some sort of mix up and it was actually just another girl whose name was also Nicky, or just happened to look like her. I was slowly convincing myself that there had to be a catch. That maybe Conrad had made a mistake.

There had to be a logical explanation to my sudden good fortune. This was all just too good to be true. As I stood there contemplating this, I heard the shower stop and my nervousness now sky rocketed into the stratosphere. I was so anxious in fact that I actually considered leaving!

Trying to busy my mind, I stepped out onto the balcony for a moment to get some fresh air. After all it was a warm summer evening, and the city was just beginning to come alive. There I watched as a series of cabs arrived into the CBD, filled with teenagers, secretaries, groups upon groups of bar and club goers.

Just then, I was suddenly startled out of my reverie when I heard a soft feminine voice from behind me.

"You must be Matt?"

I turned around and nearly dropped my glass.

Standing there in just a skimpy little white satin bathrobe was Nicky Whelan. She wore hardly any make up and her long platinum blonde hair was tied up and off her face and delicate shoulders, showing off her long elegant neck and feminine collar bone.

The silk robe she wore was pulled tightly around her, extenuating her small hips, long lean legs and large full breasts. To my delight her nipples seemed to have a mind of their own, and could clearly be seen from underneath the thin material.

They looked like two small pencil erasers, and they seemed to strain tautly against the silk fabric, begging for attention. I almost wanted to reach out and instantly touch them, tweak them, suck them to life.

"Wow." I let out, stepping back inside. "Conrad wasn't kidding. You really look incredible."

"Thank you." she blushed, as I then reached over to the bar and handed her the flowers I had purchased downstairs.

"Oh my god, how sweet! I'm not even dressed yet."

Her bright blue eyes and sexy smile lit up the entire room as she stepped forward to shake my hand.

My hands were sweating, and she clearly noticed but politely ignored it. I was still stunned by her beauty, and to see her clad in just a low cut bathrobe. I wasn't sure but I was fairly certain there was absolutely nothing underneath. The notion alone gave me an instant erection.

The robe encased her large breasts wonderfully, mashing them together and causing them to look double the size I had always imagined them to be. The sexy little outfit finished just above her knee, causing her smooth tanned legs to be on full display while her feet were temporarily incased in a pair of matching colored tacky fluffy heels.

I stood there for an extra moment taking it all in. She could see from the expression on my face just what effect she was having on me. She grinned and casually walked over to pour herself a glass of champagne.

As she turned around, my heart skipped a beat as I openly ogled her tight round ass and athletically toned legs. Sensing me stare she just continued to smile and seemed to love every minute of it.

This girl was sensational.

"So, you're friends with Conrad are you? How is he lately, I haven't seen him in a few weeks?"

I noticed she mentioned the word "seen him" and guessed at what she was talking about.

"He's good." I replied, all the while trying my hardest not to stare at her stunning body.

"So, are you going to get dressed or..." I started to explain. "I told them to hold our table downstairs."

Nicky grabbed a glass of champagne and with a seductive grin, slowly walked back over towards me and leaning over, sweetly whispered into my ear.

"What's your rush, Matt? We've got all night."

I almost exploded in my pants.

I then watched in awe as she casually moved by me and onto the balcony. Considering how high up we were I stood in stunned silence as I watched her stand out on the cool breezy patio, the front of her bathrobe flapping freely in the wind, and granting me a side shot of her legs and thighs and even the bottom of her bare ass. I gulped and then followed her out. We then gently tapped our glasses in celebration and drank, admiring the view.

"God I love the city—especially at night." she admitted. "You know Friday is my most favorite day of the week."

I nodded and noticed in the cool summer breeze that her nipples had somehow got harder and thicker—if that was even possible. I was amazed by this display and couldn't help but stare. Catching me look, she briefly glanced down and then looked back up at me with a grin.

"How about we head back inside?" she smiled.

I followed her in as she then pulled the curtains shut, and before I had time to ask her what she had in mind, she turned to face me and suddenly seemed serious.

"So where do you want to do this?" she asked. "I'm assuming Conrad explained how this works—what the rates and stuff are?"

I was so shocked I just stood there nodding like an idiot, not even paying attention to what she was saying.

"You know you're a very lucky man." she explained as she leaned in closer—almost kissing me.

"I don't usually agree to see new clients so promptly—but seeing as you're good friends with Conrad…"

It was then Nicky took a step0 back and casually opened up her robe to me.

For a moment I thought I was imagining things, that my highly aroused mind was playing tricks on me. But I quickly discovered that just as I had hoped earlier, she was for the most part entirely naked underneath the garment—being completely topless and clad in just peach colored thong.

"I mean, don't get me wrong," Nicky went on. "Conrad is a very generous guy, but I've never known him to offer to cover a full night's expense."

"Really?" I replied, still astounded at her magnificent body.

Nicky stood right in front of me half naked and then reached down to casually unbuckle my belt. It was then she started to drop to her knees, and I started to panic.

"Wait a minute. What are you doing?"

"What's it look like I'm doing, silly? We're going to have some fun. You like to have fun don't you? You like to party, right?"

I continued to objected and ask her questions but she just kept cutting me off—babbling on about this and that whilst unbuckling my pants.

"Now you do know the rules, right?" she stated. "There is no kissing or any intimate shit like that. There is only straight sex, and that doesn't include any fetishes, oral, biting, slapping, and so on... okay birthday boy?"

"Um… OK?"

"Now, you're only getting my company tonight, and sex, understand?" she explained. "And we only do what I am comfortable in doing."

"Wait, what?"

"Sorry honey, I don't make the rules." she cooed from beneath me. "That's just the way it has to be. I don't make them, I just follow them."

Ignoring my confusion she continued.

"Now I know what you're thinking, but believe me when I tell you I will make it up to you in other areas, trust me."

"No, I mean..." I tried to explain before she cut me off again.

"Believe me when I tell you, it's the best three thousand dollars you'll ever spend."

"Look, stop!" I protested. "Stop right now!"

Nicky paused for just a moment—my belt and zipper undone and my shirt pulled out and half unbuttoned. I just wanted her to stop for a moment so I could ask her a few questions. Bemused, her beautiful face and incredible eyes looked up at me, and losing my train of thought, I could only manage to think of the first think on the tip of my tongue.

"What about dinner?" I stammered.

Nicky ignored me and immediately went back to undressing me, pulling my pants down my legs and stripping my shirt off.

"What about desert?" I added, not realizing I had said it out loud.

Nicky suddenly stopped what she was doing, and looking up at me with the most incredibly sexy expression on her face replied.

"Matt, fuck dessert!"

She then proceeded to strip me down to my boxers as I downed my glass and tried to accept the sudden and dramatic turn of events.

"Well so much for foreplay then." I laughed to myself.

"There, feel better?" she said as she tossed my shoes, pants, and shirt across the room.

I now stood there in just my boxers as she immediately noticed my obscene erection.

"Well someone's hungry alright." she giggled getting up.

"So what'll be?" she asked bluntly. "Do you want to do it in here, or in the bedroom?"

I couldn't think straight—it was all happening so fast.

Without thinking I ultimately answered, "The bedroom."

"And the bedroom it is." Nicky said.

With that she stepped towards the bedroom but not before peeling her bathrobe completely off her body—leaving her standing there in just her tiny thong. Turning back towards me, she then placed her hands over her breasts, and concealing her nipples with her hands, she smiled sexily.

"So are you coming or what?"

When I finally got my legs to work and walked over to the room, Nicky had already dimmed the lights and was on the bed. I looked inside and was amazed to see her lying there up against the head board and with her legs spread slightly. It was a scene right out of a fantastic wet dream. She looked so sexy lying there with her breasts completely exposed.

"So Matt," she smirked cheekily, "Do you like to watch?"

I told her I did, and without any further ado I watched in disbelief as she parted her legs a little further and gently ran her well manicured fingertips up her smooth inner thighs and over her thong.

Resting her hand just below her belly button, she teasingly brushed her fingers across her pussy, finding and kneading her tight slit through the thin material.

Keeping constant eye contact with me she then brought her fingers up to her mouth and licked, applying a generous amount of saliva to them before placing them back on her panties and leaving a wet mark on them.

"Hmm, you do huh?" she breathed. "Well then watch me."

Leaving a small wet mark on her underwear, Nicky closed her eyes in pleasured herself.

I watched intently as she rubbed her way up to the top of her panties before sliding inside to bury her hand underneath. The sight of her underwear being stretched and pulled by her occupying hand was incredible.

She didn't waste any time in masturbating and was quickly fingering herself inside them. Turning her head to the side in delight, Nicky then pleasured her honey pot further, giving out a low and steady moan as she did.

"Mm… I'm so wet right now." she cooed sweetly.

At that precise moment I was so hard I thought I was going to pass out.

Tweaking a nipple with one hand, she continued to pleasure herself with the other and soon began to pick up the pace, plunging and pumping two fingers in and out of her incredible snatch. Wanting to see more I then suggested she take off her panties but she simply ignored me—too preoccupied in her own pleasure.

A minute later she stopped what she was doing, and while feasting on her juice coated fingers, she peeled her panties down her legs. To my delight her pussy was completely shaved clean and she had fashioned a tiny wisp of light brown hair just above her clit. He lips were taut, thin, moist and pink, and I could just make out her tiny protruding clit.

"Holy shit" I let out.

Nicky ran a single finger up the length of her hairless slit before reaching up to taste and lick it clean. It was probably the most pristine pussy I had ever seen.

"Hmm, so I guess you do like to watch." she smirked as she admired my hard on.

I stood there in awe, watching intently as she touched, caressed and played with herself. She then began to lightly tap and caress her seemingly sensitive clit.

"Take it out. I want to see it. I want to see you stroke it for me." she cooed.

Without hesitating I reached down and pulled out my throbbing member. Stroking my cock, I quickened my pace which only caused her to moan louder.

"Mmmmpphhh yes, stroke it for me. Yeah I like that." she moaned from the bed.

"Uuhhh oh. I'm gonna cum Matt. Don't stop. I'm gonna cum!" she panted sweetly.

I too felt myself approaching my orgasm when Nicky suddenly stopped. She then leaned up on her elbows, her legs still spread obscenely wide and declared.

"So are you going to come here and fuck me, or what?"

I practically leapt at her, positioning myself directly over and between her open legs.

"Now remember," she reminded me. "No funny business. Just straight sex, nothing more."

I nodded as she then reached over to the side table and retrieved a condom.

Gripping my cock she then rolled it over my throbbing manhood and then directed me towards her sweet, moist, pink hole. Inching forward, I carefully pressed the tip of my rod against her searing tight lips before sinking into her and filled her with half my thick length.

"Mm okay, now come on." she urged. "Fuck me baby."

While I paced myself, Nicky seemed to do whatever she could to try and make me come.

She reached down and licked each breast, tweaking her perfect pink nipples for my entertainment while encouraging me and talking dirt to me the entire time.

"Oh yeah, fuck me Matt. Fuck my tight little pussy." she cooed. "You like that? Show me how you want to fuck me!"

"Jesus Christ." I explained as I tried my best to hold off.

"Go on, do it. Unnghh yeah. Make me cum baby, give it to me! Deeper, faster, you bastard!"

I began to pick up the pace, ramming her harder, faster, deeper. Nicky's voice and tone now began to crack under the pressure—she was actually starting to really get off on this.

"Oh. Oh God. Oh my God, Matt. That's it baby, you're gonna make me… Oh fuck! You're gonna make me cum!!"

I now unleashed everything I had on her—fucking and banging her roughly against the mattress. She screamed for me to make her come and a minute later, come she did.

"Nnnghhh fuuuuck!" she shrieked loudly.

Seeing and hearing her squirm and moan loudly underneath me, I was swept up in the moment and wanted to please her even more, in every way.

"Oh fuck Nicky. I wanna eat your fucking cunt!" I panted. "I want to eat your hot little cunt baby! Yeah? You like that?"

"Mmm n—nooo... ooohhh just fuck me! Just keep fucking me baby! I need to get fucked!!" she groaned, still riding her orgasm.

I was getting more excited by the second.

Pounding into her with long deep thrusts, I could feel the wetness that was building inside her. With her eyes shut firmly, without warning, I then leapt off of her and in one quick motion moved to lay between her spread legs—diving down to plant my face into her searing snatch.

"Mm—noooo! Stop! What are you doing?" she protested as I immediately licked and slurped at her tight pink folds.

"Wait! Stooo—oooohhh nnghh ohh god." she gave out.

I quickly found her clit and worked on it vigorously, but she still squirmed and twisted around, resisting me and trying to get me to stop. With nothing to lose, I abruptly swept my long wet tongue across the length of her glistening slit and licked my way down to her butthole, startling her.

"Jesus! oohhh."

There I briefly ran the tip of my tongue across her rosebud and seemed to find her Achilles heel.

Nicky trashed her hips wildly to this action, and shrieked out in ecstasy. While she had initially attempted to pull on my hair, she now seemed to be pushing me into her harder as I eagerly ate out her ass. Glancing up, I now noticed she was rubbing her clit while I aggressively tongue fucked her asshole.

"Nnrghhh god! Fuck yes. Lick it! Just like that, yeah… urrghhh!"

I eagerly ate her out before I then moved up to keenly thrust nearly my whole face, from my chin to my nose deep into her sodden wet snatch—chugging down a mouth full of her juices. To my delight, this action caused her to lose all control and she came hard. So hard in fact that I could actually feel her insides constrict and her walls flood.

Just as she climaxed, I then quickly jumped up to my knees and forcefully pushed my cock back inside her cunt, desperate to feel her hot new moistness.

"Oh god! Fuck!" she yelped out as she tossed her head from side to side.

Still climaxing, she couldn't put up a fight and again I began to bang her tight little cunny with all my might.

Taking her by her hips this time, I threw her around on the bed a little before positioning her on her side and going to town on her again. I wanted to fuck the living shit out of her and right now, I was.

Nicky Whelan was now light headed and looking as though she was in a sexual daze. Spooning her from behind, I then fucked her incredible tight body for another few minutes, and couldn't hold off any longer.

Holding her in place by her long smooth legs, I moved her around a little more trying to fuck her in as many positions as I possibly could think of. Looking down it was now I realized I had been fucking her without my condom. It had apparently come off in all the commotion.

Realizing I was fucking her without any restriction only excited me more, and without thinking I pulled out at the very last possible moment, gripped my fat cock by its base, and squeezed and unloaded a mammoth load all over her chest, neck, head, and hair.

I was more shocked then she was since I had never cum like that in my entire life. Trembling uncontrollably for a few seconds I collapsed beside her on the bed. Calming down after a minute or two, I looked over beside me and there was Nicky, sweating profusely and literally covered in my cum. She wasn't impressed.

Still breathing a little heavy from her own orgasms, she looked down at her own body in disgust, collecting pools of cum off her neck and body and flicking it to the floor beside the bed. Still feeling euphoric from my monster climax, I laughed.

"Hey just leave it. You'll only make more of a mess."

"Shut up!" she snapped, clearly upset with me, and herself for letting things go so far.

"What the hell did I tell you about the rules?"

I couldn't help but snicker.

"Rules? What the fuck?"

Laughing to her face, for a moment I thought I may have crossed the line but to my surprise she looked back down at the mess I had made and seeing there was no hope in cleaning herself up she soon began to laugh.

"My God, look at me!" she chuckled. "I'm a fucking mess!"

I rolled over to face her.

"Look, I'm really sorry. I honestly didn't mean to do all that."

"Yeah-yeah, I know. I've heard it all before."

"Yeah I bet, but what about the part when I went down on you? Didn't you enjoy that?"

"Yeah, of course I did." she reluctantly admitted. "Couldn't you tell?"

"Definitely," I laughed.

"What the hell was that anyway? You're just lucky Mister. You're lucky I really enjoyed it."

I then watched as she made her way across the dimly lit room and into the bathroom, and a moment later I heard the shower.

Laying there in bliss, I looked down and was surprised to find myself still half erect. I assumed hearing Nicky in the shower really riled me up. A wicked thought then crossed my mind, and with that, I got up and gave myself a few quick strokes before I quietly walked into the bathroom to find Nicky in the shower.

This time she had let her long blonde hair down and wet, and stood washing it thoroughly and cleaning the mess I had made in it.

Admiring her for a few extra moments, I had to agree that she had the most amazingly ass I had ever seen. I was fascinated by it. Aroused, I quietly snuck up behind her and entered the shower space.

"Matt! What are you doing?"

"C'mon Nicky, don't be like that. I need a shower too you know."

I pushed in behind her, casually rubbing my erection against her bare buttocks, and before she had time to complain I began to generously lather her body.

I started from the back of her neck to the small of her back, where she had two exquisite little dimples just above her ass which I couldn't stop playing with. She obviously loved the massage and attention I was giving her because she didn't complain after that.

"You bastard," she beamed. "Why can't I say no to you? God that feels so good."

I softly caressed her incredible body, running the suds and soap all around her smooth hips and firm tummy, and making my way back up her soft body, I brushed over her chest and gently cupped and groped her amazing round breasts.

"Now-now, don't start that again. You shouldn't even be in here to begin with." she giggled.

"Oh really?"

"Yes, really! You know, this is all going to cost you extra."

Before she even had time to finish her sentence, I quickly dropped to me knees and without warning, shoved my face in between her ass cheeks and began to eat her out once again.

Nicky whined and protested for all of about two seconds but didn't move out of position. Snaking my tongue over her tight bud, she then happily bent right over and opened her stance for me, granting me full access and more than I needed to expertly service her.

"Oh yes!" she moaned. "You do that so well."

Crouching on my knees behind her, I fastidiously licked her ass and pussy while I stroked my cock with one hand.

Nicky now had her hands up on the wall in front of her to steady herself. Remembering her weak spot, I stuck my tongue as deep as I possibly could inside her asshole and flicked over her clit with my thumb.

It only took a matter of moments before she began to moan out in pleasure and began to shudder in bliss once again.

"Oh shit! Fuck! Oh Jesus! Don't stop. I'm gonna cum again!!!"

This was her third time, and by no means any less powerful. Losing control of her body and her legs, she almost buckled under the pressure before reluctantly turning around and stopping me.

"Please, Matt. Stop, I can't take much more of that."

She then switched off the shower, grabbed a towel and headed back into the bedroom, leaving me there on the floor of the shower—the taste of her pussy still fresh on my tongue.

Still aroused but mostly frustrated and annoyed, I too grabbed a towel and walked into the room to find Nicky getting dressed. She was already clad in her panties and was just in the process of slipping on a matching lace bra.

I couldn't believe it, she looked even more incredible dressed in her underwear then she did out of them.

"So this is what I missed out on seeing, huh?" I said, regarding her sexy ensemble.

"Well regardless, I had a great time." she said as she looked for the rest of her sexy attire.

"What? Are we finished here are we?"

"Well, yeah? Besides, I'm meeting a few of my friends downstairs in the lobby and I'm already late."

I was getting horny as hell watching her dress—her erect nipples clearly protruding through her sheer bra. Aroused, I walked up behind her as I stroked my cock.

"Matt, stop it. Come on, didn't you have enough?"

"Yeah, but there's just one more thing I want you to do before you go."

Seeing the expression on my face, she knew exactly what I had in mind. I wanted a blowjob.

"Oh no, sorry!" she protested. "You've got the wrong girl. I don't do that sort of thing."

"Besides, I'm already dressed and..."

Rubbing my cock against her hip, I begged her.

"C'mon Nicky? You're an absolute doll."

"Look, I've never done that for any other client. Why should I start now? What makes you so special?"

"Well you probably never had any other client go down on you either, but I did. And you liked it didn't you? You said it yourself."

Nicky thought for a moment as I pleaded.

"Look, I'll pay you extra if you like. Anything you want! Just wrap those fucking amazing lips around my cock one time, baby!"

Nicky stared at me considering the offer. Finally after a few moments of silence she spoke.

"OK. I'll consider it but, wait... I'm still not sure if I'd feel comfortable enough. I rarely do it for my real boyfriends let alone someone I just met!"

"C'mon, name your price?" I pressed. "Go on, do it!"

"OK. Just off the top of my head, I'd say I'd probably consider doing it for an extra... two thousand bucks?"

Now while two thousand dollars might have sounded steep, the way she looked, felt, and smelt at that exact moment in time—from where I was standing it was the bargain of the century. After all I had been handed a ninety thousand dollar cheque earlier that morning, and if even half of that was going to go towards my time with Nicky Whelan, then so be it.

"Yeah okay, deal!" I replied, and without warning while I moved to go grab the money, Nicky grabbed me by the arm, and dropped to her knees in front of me—a mischievous grin washed over her face.

Watching her I smirked.

"Oh OK. That was quick?"

"Like I said, I like you." she smiled.

At that moment she reached up and pulled away my towel to give her uninterrupted access to it.

Licking her full lips she reached out and stroked it briefly before tentatively kissing the head gently and opening wide to take all of it into her warm mouth. I sighed as her lips felt velvety soft and her hot wet tongue almost immediately swirled around inside as she expertly licked and slithered the underside of my throbbing cock.

"Oh fuck. God damn!" I let out involuntarily, holding onto and playing with her long wet hair.

This girl was an absolutely amazing cock sucker, and I cursed myself for not taking advantage of it sooner. Seeing how aroused I already was, Nicky decided to take advantage of it and suddenly began to eagerly bob her head up and down—trying her best to make me cum.

"Oh fuck Nicky! You're gonna make me come doing that!" I moaned loudly. "Oh for fuck sake!"

Replacing her mouth with her hand for a split moment she breathed.

"Oh yeah baby, come for me! Come all over my tits!"

"Holy fuck!! AAAARRGHH!!" I yelled out as I then suddenly and unintentionally erupted inside her hot talented mouth.

To my surprise, I had come almost as much as I had earlier, only this time it was inside her warm mouth and down the back of her throat.

Panicking, Nicky immediately gagged and her eyes shot open as she quickly attempted to pull away which then caused me to blow the remainder of my hot gooey load all over her shocked face. My load hit and landed all over her beautiful face, on her chin, mouth, and even across the bridge of her nose.

"Urrrggghhhh!" she whimpered loudly, choking and coughing for a brief moment.

"You son of a bitch! Happy?" she protested. "I hope it was worth it?"

I smirked proudly down at her.

"Fuck yeah! That was fucking incredible. You were amazing!"

"FUCK!" she exclaimed getting up. "I'm going to be tasting you all week now."

Nicky then went back into the bathroom to clean up as I went over to place the money on the dresser before going over to lay back down on the bed, extremely pleased with myself.

A few minutes later Nicky finally reemerged, and getting redressed, reapplied her makeup and walked around the suite looking like a million dollars.

"Well, I'll be off then." she quipped.

She was still a little peeved about our last encounter but still let out a tiny grin. I nodded in the direction of the dresser and she went over and enthusiastically grabbed and counted the cash.

"Thank you." She smiled.

"Well you definitely earned it. This was an incredible night. Thank you."

Not expecting me to compliment her, she immediately went shy.

"Aw, that's sweet. Thanks Matty. I really did have fun. Hey, if you ever get lonesome again give Conrad a call and he'll know how to get in contact with me again."

She then bent over and kissed me on the cheek before leaving the suite.

I watched in disbelief and admiration as one of the sexiest women I had ever seen causally strolled away and out the door. Staring at her incredible round ass, I still couldn't believe I had her. The moment she left, I reached for the phone and rang Conrad, wanting to thank him.

Conrad answered his phone and immediately asked me how it went and then asked if there was anyone else I might be interested in meeting. I wasn't going to take him up on his new offer, but not wanting to waste the opportunity or insult him, I told him I'd have to think about it.

It was then he passed the phone and I heard a delightful young voice. It was apparently 25-year-old singer song writer Sophie Monk.

"Hey Matt, how are you doing tonight? Conrad's been telling me a lot about you..."

"Oh really?"

"I think we should get together sometime soon, maybe have lunch or something?"

"Uh, yeah, that'd be fantastic!" I replied.

I couldn't believe my luck (again).

I had only finishing fucking Nicky Whelan a few minutes earlier and already there was the possibility of meeting up with Sophie Monk.

"Okay, talk to you soon sweetie, ciao!" Sophie said, before handing the phone back to Conrad.

I was so elated and shocked I could barely express myself.

"Fuck-n-hell! What are you trying to do to me Conrad?"

Conrad laughed and said he was just extremely happy with me and wanted to make sure I was happy.

"Please, please give her my number!" I chuckled.

Conrad just laughed and happily replied, "I'll see what I can do?"