“Hey baby… you look’n for a good time?” Kimberly asked as the random guy walked by.
It was ridiculous, she had a PhD in psychology, a successful practice, and several awards, yet here she was on the street selling her body.
Her body was ridiculous as well. Huge implants in her chest, her lips pumped up with fillers, and months spent at the gym losing weight.
“How much?” the man stopped and ask, his eyes looking over her body that was on display.
She shimmied forward and reached out to stroke his arm, “A hundred bucks for a bj…” she stated as she licked her lips, “Two hundred for my cunny…” she continued and then turned around and gave her ass a shake, “Three for all three.”
The man reached out and grabbed her ass firmly and she cooed a little and let him.
When he let go she turned around and smiled.
“How about $150 for a bj and a titty fuck?” he asked.
Her whole body shivered and she nodded in agreement, “Sure baby, that sounds great!”
She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the door, then pressed the buzzer. A moment later the door opened with a click and a voice came over the speaker, “Room 4” it said.
She pulled him inside into a hallway with numbered room on each side until they came to the one mark 4. Moments later they were on the bed, her fingers quickly getting his dick out and her lips wrapped around it.
The pleasure was amazing, far greater than she could every have imagined, but she knew it wasn’t real. Or at least wasn’t of her own choice.
How could she have known her patient wasn’t delusional? Going on about how he could alter reality with just his thoughts, how the power was driving his crazy, how every woman he met ended up being some low class, silicone stuffed, cheap whore within an hour?
She could still remember her tits expanding, her body warping, her libido expanding, as they talked. True to his word, by the end of their session she was offering to fuck him for money, which he happily took advantage of.
She popped off the man’s cock and moved forward a bit, wrapping her tits around it and pressed them together.
“Come on baby, I want that cum all over my big fat fake titties…” she said, giving him the sluttiest look she could muster.
It wasn’t long before his cum hit her chin and then dripped down onto her tits. An orgasm crashed over her and she savoured every single moment of it.
She cleaned him up and bit and then he pulled his pants up as they both stood up.
“Thanks baby, that was great.” she said with a smile, holding her hand out suggestively.
Then man fidgeted a bit but then pulled out several bills and put them in her hand, she smiled and lead him over to the door and let him walk down the hallway himself. When the door closed behind him she went over to the dresser and pulled out some wipes and cleaned herself up.
When she was finished, she grabbed her purse and stuffed the bills into it, a frown crossing her lips for a moment.
It still haunted her, that first time she’d fucked for money. Not the act itself, but the fact that he’d left her there, on the floor of her own practice, high on the after affects of multiple orgasms… and hadn’t paid her.
She looked down inside her purse, the large stack of bills bringing a smile back to her lips, then she closed it and head back out onto the street.
There would be lots more bills filling her purse before the end of the day and she was excited for each and every one of them.
