Shauna was nervous. She had played up her escorting experience with Samantha because they needed the money so badly, and figuring there were many women vying for the single position Sam had available, she thought that bragging about her experience would give her a leg up on the competition.
"Sam, if you hire me, you can put me to work immediately. I've sold myself many times over to all kinds of men, young, old, white, black, sexy, and out of shape. I can make them all cum hard. I love it when a man loses his cool and blasts a load inside me."
"It sounds like you're experienced. Do you want to hit the ground running? There is a gangbang scheduled in a few days. It's one of my regulars who is holding a bachelor party for his nephew and about twelve or thirteen of his friends. It's going to be a no-holes-barred event, pun intended," Sam laughed. "A gangbang like that is hard on a girl, but you can make one hell of a lot of money for a single evening."
"Really? Fourteen or fifteen guys? What do they expect of me?" Shauna was both excited and a bit apprehensive. Fifteen guys is a lot of fucking and sucking.
"They expect everything. They are all new to the escort service, so even though they had an initial STD test from our registered nurse, that doesn't clear them to go bareback. They will all use condoms for vaginal and anal sex. They do expect you to give them bareback blow jobs. His uncle Jeffery, however, will completely bareback you because he's one of our regulars. So yeah, you're expected to perform as wild as you can. Lots of swallowing cum, multiple guys at the same time, anal. The wilder, the better. This is what we call an 'unlimited' gangbang. The guys get to have as many chances with you as they want to, up to three times each. Only about half of the guys go for that many times though, because most guys can't get it up a third time within a few hours if you are doing it right. In any case, for this show, there is a four-hour time limit. Do you think you have the stamina to deliver?"
"Yeah, Sam. A lucrative gangbang? There's no time like now to make money. I'm an experienced whore. I love taking on multiple guys. If it's a gangbang you're selling to these guys, I'm your gal." She said it with nervous excitement.
"Girl, you already have the job; don't feel like you have to prove anything to me."
"I admit I'm a bit nervous, having not been escorting for seven years. But I've done a dozen-man gangbang before; I can handle it."
"OK, Shauna, if you're sure, I'll call Taylor and tell her she has the night off."
Shauna had a look of concern on her face. "I don't want to steal business from another girl, Sam."
"Don't worry about Taylor. She will understand. Like I told you earlier, we work together as sisters to provide our clients maximum pleasure, not in competition with each other. Samantha's Escort Service turns down more clients than we service, because of our reputation as the best courtesans anywhere. Just provide the best service you can for every client. When you go out as an SES girl, you are representing all of your sisters and the reputation of the service itself."
Shauna smiled, realizing she was going to get her brains screwed out. She hadn't had hard, pounding sex in over a year since her husband was injured. It was like going from zero to one hundred miles an hour in an instant.
Shauna had her carry bag, with multiple pairs of panties and thongs, two sets of lingerie, lots of lube, and four dozen condoms in two different sizes. As she walked up to the huge home in an upscale neighborhood, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door. She could hear laughter and music inside. A man in his early 50s answered.
"You must be London," the man said, excitement in his voice as he stared at the tall, sexy, light-skinned black woman standing in front of him.
She flashed her brilliant smile and replied, "Yes I am. Jeffery?"
He smiled and reached out to shake her hand. "That's me. Wow! DJ was right; you are a gorgeous woman. She promised me I'd be impressed, and she didn't let me down, that's for sure! I told her I needed a perfect "ten" who was young. I love Taylor, but she is too old for these guys, to be honest. But you, my god! What are you, twenty-two?"
"You're kind, Jeffery, I'm twenty-eight."
" Fucking Sam!
She did it again! She found another woman who looks younger than her real age. Don't just stand there. Please, come in. Let me take your bag."
London was wearing a classy, well-fitting bodycon dress with a low-cut top to show off her massive cleavage and the sexy, light-brown skin of her arms and shoulders. The dress hugged every curve of her body, showing her shapely hips, flat stomach, and tight waist. She stepped into the living room and gave Jeffery a twirl to show off the goods. She slowly slid one hand down the side of her dress over her hip while she flipped her hip to one side in a sexy "look at this!" pose. Samantha's longtime client looked at her, and his eyes bugged out.
"Holy fuck! You've got an incredible body! I could stare at your beautiful face for hours! You're perfect!"
"Thanks, Jeffery," London purred. "Is there someplace where I can change and get ready?"
"Sure, let me lead you to a guest bedroom. There's a full bathroom there, as well. Use it as your own, nobody will be able to access it when you are entertaining. I'll keep it locked. Come around this way, and the boys won't see you. When you're ready, just walk out and surprise them. To talk about business for a second, I have a credit card on file with Samantha and expect it to be charged $20,000 as I agreed to with DJ. Of course, that doesn't include tips from the boys. After looking at you, all I can say is to expect a lot of tips."
Shauna did a quick calculation in her head. Samantha said the rate the client was charged was $2,000 an hour. "
Twenty thousand? For four hours? Shit! That's incredible!
