The easy money – Part 1

Hello everyone, my name is Nakiya and I am 23 years old. I am a thin, petite, fair girl with measurements of 30B-28-30 and long, dark red hair. This is my first time sharing a detailed story, so please bear with me!

This story happened around 2 years ago. I was living with my flatmate in Mumbai, who also happened to be my boyfriend of 3 years. In October 2023, we broke up. He was the person with whom I had lost my virginity when I was 20 years old.

We used to have sex frequently, and in a way, we both became addicted to it. During those years, I had become proficient at giving blowjobs and could make him cum within 30 seconds. He also had great stamina, which always left my pussy craving for more.

Anyway, after the breakup, I moved out of the house and found a place for myself near my college. But as you may know, living in Mumbai is a costly affair, and I was continuously struggling to pay my bills.

Amidst all this, I was also missing the frequent sex, and fingering myself was not satisfying enough. I went out on a couple of dates, but those guys were either weird or too full of themselves (not my type)!

One Saturday, my college friend, Simran, visited my place, and we were drinking some wine and talking. She asked me how I was holding up, and I burst into tears and had a breakdown.

I told her, “Simran, it’s so difficult to be here. I don’t have enough money, and being lonely doesn’t help.”

“Ohh, babe, don’t worry! Everything will be alright. Why don’t you look for a part-time job?” replied Simran.

Simran was consoling me, and I calmed down a bit. After a while, she told me she had an idea but asked me to promise that I wouldn’t disclose it to anyone.

I was all ears and curious to know, so I said okay.

“So, Nakiya, as you know, my boyfriend Sid runs this management company and conducts a lot of events. One discreet part of their events is also getting ‘models’ for some VIP guests like CEOs, CFOs, and some politicians. You know what I mean?”

I was initially confused.

“Wait, I don’t understand. What’s so discreet about it? What are these events?”

“Calm down, I will explain everything,” replied Simran.

She then started explaining to me that in some of the events, these high-profile VIPs look for some hot young models to be with them and keep them happy.

“So Sid also helps in managing these models. Nakiya, you are young and very attractive. I can ask Sid if he has something for you. You just need to make an appearance at events and pose with these people. That way, you can make some easy money as well!”

It looked like a genuine offer, and since I was short on cash, I agreed and thanked Simran. A couple of days later, I was taking my afternoon nap when my phone rang. It was Sid. My heartbeat raced.

I picked up the call, and Sid said there was a private event happening at a big businessman’s house and asked if I could be available to make an appearance. He said I would get 15K for 2 hours, and I instantly agreed. He asked me to be at the venue at 10 pm.

The party was lavish. Many politicians and businessmen were there. I was made to chill and pose with many men in their forties. Amidst all that chaos, my eyes met with a tall, muscular guy in a blue suit across the room. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties.

Our eyes met, and he didn’t take his off me. He came closer to me and introduced himself.

“Hey Beautiful, I am Aaron. This is my father’s party. And you are?”

“Hi Aaron, I am Nakiya. I umm… umm… got invited by a friend,” I replied.

He said, “Ahh, I see now,” with a smirk on his face.

I had a feeling he knew why I was there. I was a little embarrassed. He asked me for a drink, and I agreed. We were at the bar, standing close to each other and talking. Tensions were growing high and could be easily cut with a knife.

He came close to me and whispered in my ear, “How much for fucking me right now?”

I was shocked and angry. I moved away, and he came behind me and grabbed my arm.

I said, “Who the fuck do you think I am? I am not a fucking whore to sleep around. I am leaving.”

He didn’t say anything; he just had a devilish smile on his face and said, “I will give you 30K.”

I got angry and pushed him away strongly. A few people were staring at us. He shrugged it off and raised his voice, saying, “I will give you 50K if you come to my room in 10 minutes,” and left.

All eyes were on me. I was feeling very humiliated and started walking towards the exit. That’s when I realized the amount he mentioned — “50K!! Fuck, that’s gonna take care of my problems for at least 3 months… umm, maybe I should go! No Nakiya, you are not a slut… but the money is good, and nobody would come to know.”

I kept thinking. My thoughts were confusing me. I finally gave in and sneaked up to his room.

I knocked, and he opened the door, wearing just a towel tied around his waist. At that moment, I realized how fit his body was. He was well-built and had a sexy body.

He said, “I knew everything has a price. Now come in, don’t be shy, and take off your clothes,” while pouring a drink.

He sat on his bed, sipping on his whiskey, while I took off my clothes slowly. The dress and heels were the first to go, and I was standing there in a blue lacy lingerie that complemented my dark body and red hair.

He called me towards him, and he grabbed my hair and started kissing me. Our tongues fought with each other, and he slowly caressed my entire body. Ohhh God!!! It felt so good to have a man’s touch after so many months.

My body was reacting to it and started giving in. He took off my bra and started sucking my boobs. His one hand was pinching my right nipple, and the other hand was fondling my left boob, all while he was kissing my neck.

After a couple of minutes, he pushed me on the floor and commanded me to get on my knees. I knew what was coming and happily obliged.

I was on my knees. My hands were around his waist, taking off his towel. As soon as the towel dropped, I was awestruck. His big 6″ cock slapped me right on my face. I had never seen a dick so big and thick.

I took it in my hand and started jacking it off. When he was completely hard, I realized it was almost a 7.5″ big cock, and my pussy started leaking. I licked the tip of his dick, and the taste of pre-cum unleashed the devil inside me.

I started sucking him off, and with each thrust, he pushed his dick deep inside my mouth. Good for me, after all these years, I didn’t have any gag reflexes.

“Hhmmmm.. gwapphhh gwaphh” slurping sounds echoed in the room. After 20 minutes of sucking him, he showed no signs of cumming. My mouth was paining.

“Ahh Aaron, my mouth hurts! Fuck me please now. I want you inside me.. c’mon, fuck me.”

He pushed me on the bed, and I was on all fours. He brought his dick near my pussy entrance, and it was so wet that his entire cock slid inside without pressure. I was still tight, and it pained a bit, but he was fucking me from behind, and the pain gradually got lost in the pleasure.

“Ahh fuck me. It feels sooo good… ahhh ahhhh ahhhh… mmmmm yess, like that!” I was moaning with each thrust.

He grabbed my hair from behind and said, “Looks like you are having fun now. You fucking slut. You lost all your morals instantly and are just a whore like anyone else.”

I was in tears hearing that, but still said, “Yes, I am a whore. I am your whore! Fuck me like one, please… ram me hard… make me cum.”

He kept on fucking me like that for another 40 minutes in various positions without cumming. I had cum already 3 times and was exhausted.

He then stopped, got up, and asked me to kneel near the bed. I followed his instructions. He took out a bundle of cash from the bedside table and threw the money at me.

He said, “Now suck me like you mean it and make me cum in your mouth.”

Since I had already fucked him, I wanted the money, so I started sucking him. He laughed and took his phone and started recording it. I felt a bit humiliated, but still continued.

After 5 minutes, his balls tightened up, and he groaned, “Ughhh, I am cumming… keep going, don’t stop, don’t stop!!”

With a final thrust, he held my face deep into his cock and emptied his balls inside my mouth. He didn’t let go, and the only option for me was to swallow. Some of it dripped on my tits and body, and I swallowed the rest. My mouth still had some cum dripping, and I was down on my knees over a buttload of cash.

He took a picture of it and said, “Picture Perfect Slut!”

He went to take a shower. I quickly gathered my clothes and the cash and rushed out of his room!

“Pheww, that was intense, but I am never doing it again,” I thought to myself.

Was it reality? Or did my life have something else lined up for me?

Read more in the upcoming parts. I hope you guys liked this.

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