Lexi The LA Slut Ch. 5
Lexi ends month one with a (blow) bang!
With my fourth week on the job coming up, I had everything in order with my divorce and decided it was time to move on. So that Sunday (my third) I decide to look for my next landing spot. I really liked bartending but I was ready to get a legit job, with a real W2 and move on from the more seedy Hollywood scene. I had no idea where to go but thought I wanted a high-end place where tips would be better and the clientele a bit more sophisticated. I initially thought of Beverly Hills and Rodeo drive. So I went out to Rodeo on my day off and realized this wasn't going to work. While Rodeo and places like the Beverly Hotel were high-end, there was no way I could afford living there and I still didn't have transportation. So it was a pretty wasted day.
I went back to my hotel and was thinking about moving to NY. Nobody needs a car in the city and there are many expensive places to work, plus it's easy to be anonymous. But I loved LA. I know that's a cliché but it was true. LA was my vibe, I wanted to stay.
Then I realized I was having another bimbo moment, and it struck me, LA has a downtown, why not check that out? So that week, during the day I would go into the city to see what was happening. Turns out, LA downtown is vibrant and there are plenty of pricy hotels and bars. I spent the next couple days checking them out and applying for bartending jobs.
My favorite slut story of that exercise was for a place that turned out had no openings. But the HR dude was hot, I think they give HR jobs to pretty people and he was no exception. He had me fill out an application then advised that he would file it and keep me in mind because there were no openings. Those are code words for 'see you later, loser'.
So I said, 'Do you want a blowjob?'
I wasn't positive he was straight, he was so buff and perfect, he looked gay. But he smiled and said, 'If you blow me, I can't hire you.'
I replied, 'You aren't hiring me anyway, let's give it a go.'
So I did the deed. He had a nice cock and I enjoyed getting my fix of cock in my mouth (not to mention cum), so it was nice. But I was still without a job.
By Thursday I was worried, but I just when I figured it wasn't going to happen, I landed a job at a nice place. Not my first choice but a top shelf bar where I could start the next week. As I have already mentioned, they even gave me a place to stay for the first month. So by Friday I was set for my next step.
On Friday, I told my boss that this was my last week. I didn't feel compelled to give 2 week notice since I was working illegally anyway. He knew my working there was short-lived and didn't even seem surprised. In fact, he was expecting it.
'Yea, well it was a good run. I'll never forget it and I really appreciate your work. I hope you'll come visit sometime.'
I appreciated his grace in that moment. We used each other and came to a very satisfactory conclusion. Either of us could have felt wronged, but instead we both realized we needed each other for a month and both got something out of it. It actually was one of the best break-ups of my life.
I worked that night and he had his way with me at closing. I was an eager participant. He knew this was the last hurrah so he took advantage and I was more than willing to be his whore.
But my last night, Saturday, was going to be special. I wore almost nothing to work. A cut off tank with no bra and sliced down into my cleavage. A micro lycra skirt with no underwear. What the fuck, this was the climax of my first month and I was going out in style. I was as animated as ever during the night and Boss was an active viewer. I flashed everything I had, intentionally and unintentionally as the night went on. The guys were loving it, as was the boss.
At closing time, my boss was so fricking ready I knew I had to cool his jets to elongate his pleasure. He grabbed me from behind when we entered the office.
'Hold on, I have something special for you.' I said.
He let me go and I turned to him. 'Sit in your chair', I requested.
He sat down and I got on my knees in front of him as he undid his pants and pulled out his member. I took him into my mouth and started a nice slow blowjob to get him aroused without taking him too far. Once I had him rock hard, he started to push my head down, but I pulled off and looked up at him.
'Do you like the way I suck your cock?'
Of course I knew that answer, I just wanted to talk dirty.
'You fucking slut. You know the answer.'
'How about I ride that beautiful cock? Would you like that?'
'Get on it whore, it's your last chance.'
I smiled as I got up and climbed on to ride him. I pulled off my top and reached down to guide him into me. I did a nice slow ride and he was able to get his mouthful and hands-full of my tits. This was perhaps the last time he'd ever fuck and fondle a hot babe like me (Ok, that's self-centered, but it's most likely true) so I wanted this to be his best experience. He came so fast many nights I wanted to take him close then back off so he could savor the moment. Once he came, it was over, I knew that.
I rode him nice and slow while he had his way with my babs. He loved controlling me, whether shoving himself into me from behind or shoving his cock down my throat, so I knew where we had to finish. I just kept riding until I felt him getting close. Once he had that look and I felt him tense, I pulled off and dropped to my knees.
'Give it to me.' I begged.
He stood up and shoved his cock into my mouth. I took him in until I couldn't swallow any more, I was at his base. He grabbed my head with both hands and started a vigorous face fuck. I willingly took him in and waited for the climax. He didn't disappoint, blasting a massive load into my throat and mouth, with multiple throbs and ejaculations.
'Eat my cum, cunt.'
So I gladly swallowed on command. I think his degrading talk was over the top but it was his last chance to have a whore like me obey him. I was a good little slut.
When he was done, he thanked me and said he'd miss me. Yea, I guess! Well, I was happy we had a happy ending and he was pleased. I left knowing I had just finished my first month in better shape than I started and was well into my slut life.
One thing I would miss is the regulars. They were into me. They called me Sexy Lexi and I was totally into that. I loved the attention and the flirting. I'll miss that crowd but it was time to move on.
The next day was my day off and I didn't start work until Tuesday. I worked Tuesday through Saturday (only 5 days a week, hurray!) at my new place. I had a really nice experience with the boss the previous night but all week I had been looking for new work and had no hook ups (well, sans the HR blowjob). Regardless, I was super horny.
I decide that this was my last night at the hotel so what the fuck? If I brought in guys to fuck me, what did I care, I was out of there the next day. Plus, I had no reason to not contact guys from the bar, they weren't customers anymore. I thought about how I wanted to end this chapter of my slut life and pulled up the internet to get ideas. I googled 'nasty slut porn' and viewed a few videos. The third one was a blowbang. Sure, this was contrived for video but I wondered if I could be that slut for a night. Could I get a bunch of guys to cum all over me and use me like the whore I had become?
With that thought, I pulled out the cards and numbers that guys had given me at the bar. I figured I could round up someone to fill my fantasy. I called the first one on the pile.
'HI, this is Lexi, I'm the bartender at (name of bar). You gave me your number. How you doing?'
'Hold on.'
