Mona had become so distracted by her new hobby/lifestyle, after a few months she ended up quitting from work and deciding to focus on how she could make her way through life, at least for now, with sex. She knew her parents wouldn't agree, but they weren't here. Out of sight, out of mind. Saba was also an obstacle, but she had her own life to manage. With their first baby on the way, it provided enough flexibility for Mona to focus on her interests.
She ran through the options in her mind. First their was prostitution. She could make an attempt at becoming a high-class hooker. Mistress to the stars. Surely they made some decent scratch. But how good would the sex be?
She could try porn. Surely there would be a ton of sex with lots of well-endowed men. However, she heard that it wasn't fun when it's in front of a camera. And the director puts all kind of pressure on the actors, requiring all kinds of angles and stuff.
Was there any other way? Maybe she could meet a rich guy, gold-digging if you will, and be his sexy mistress. But that wasn't her goal. Her goal was to spend a lot of time on her back getting railed in her holes by as much anonymous cock as she could find, and that her body would allow.
She decided that the first option was the best one. But rather than focusing on the high class market, she would flip the script. She would create her own market for gangbangs. That's what she wanted after all. Lots of cock. Enough money to maintain her lifestyle. And more cock.
She researched online and found a web designer to help her build her escort service site. They designed it such that on the one hand, it would pass muster as an escort service. But it also made it quite clear that the market was for parties. Escort service for groups of men. Birthday parties, fraternity events, retirement parties, etc. The price would ween out groups that weren't serious. And she would require 50% up front, 50% after. Minimum charge of $2,800, which would cover up to eight men. $350 per extra man. Maximum 20 men. Tips optional.
The webdesigner also set up a way for former clients to anonymously leave feedback for her services. Hopefully this would inspire confidence in the product. To be sure, they visited lots of other sites and tried to take the best from each. They limited the amount of skin that was on the site since they wanted to leave something for the imagination, and again, they wanted it to not appear as a prostitution website per se.
Once they went live, it took a couple of weeks before she got any bites. Fortunately she had a decent amount of money saved up from her days as a pharmacist so the pressure wasn't really on. The first bite was from a man, Pablo, who was trying to setup a party for his brother Miguel who was getting out of prison. The thought occured to her that this might not be the right type of clientele, even if they had the money. Not to mention the issue of STIs.
She didn't say no. But in her return email she indicated she would require the presence of a body guard (which would increase the fee) as well as the use of condoms unless the men involved could show evidence of being disease free. And another term that wasn't advertised was that fee only included one climax per client. He agreed to all the terms.
So, for $3,500, ($350 per man) plus $500 for security, Mona agreed to feature at this get-out-of-jail party. Apparently the man had been in the slammer for 10 years and hadn't hardly seen a female in all that time. Because the clients had all been gang brothers back in their adolescence, the prospect of fucking a chick together sounded like the perfect reunion for the man.
The host had arranged for a room in an upscale suite at a hotel downtown. It was set for 8pm. When Mona arrived, she looked the part. Tight fitting one piece dress which accentuated her breasts, thick make-up to accentuate her whore-appeal, high-heels, and hair done up nice. She was wearing stockings with no undies and no bra.
Her security guard knocked on the door. After a moment, the room got really quiet and a man opened the door. "You must be Lily!" he exclaimed, clearly happy that the whore had actually followed through. (Lily was her escort name.)
"Hi, I'm here for Miguel's party. Where is the lucky guy?" Mona asked enthusiastically.
Pablo escorted "Lily" into the room which turned out to be bigger than she expected. She mused that they certainly pulled out all the stops for their old friend. This was nice. She regretted that she didn't have such as a group that she considered family as Miguel. But she had time to reflect on that later. Now it was showtime.
In the meantime, the security guy talked with Pablo, and Pablo showed him the papers for the men. It was a stack of what must have been blood tests for the men.
"You must be Miguel," she said to the man who seemed the most out of place but clearly was the center of attention. "I'm Lily, and it is pleasure to meet you."
"Hi. My brother said you were hot, but I had no idea," Miguel stuttered out.
"So tell me Miguel, how do you want to get started?" she asked, walking around MIguel who was seated in the center. She slowly sauntered around Miguel, whispering gently these words, and kissing him around the neck and behind the ears. "What do you like?"
She looked over at the security guy and he gave her the thumbs up. The papers must have shown that all the guys were clean to the extent that she cared. She had her shots, so she was more worried about specific STIs that her shots wouldn't cover.
Mona then walked around to Miguel's front. She stood in front of him. She undid a strap on her dress, and it quickly fell to the floor, exposing Mona's completely naked body, leaving only her stockings and heels.
The crowd of men cheered as it was getting spicy up in here quickly. Her curves and breasts lived up to their price she was charging. Everybody was pleasantly surprised.
She did a 360 turn in front of Miguel. "Do you like what you see, Miguel?"
Miguel nodded his head nervously. It was clear it had been a long time since he'd seen a naked woman.
Mona crouched down in front of Miguel's lap. She began to rub his thighs, trying to get him to relax and think about getting his dick out.
Mona was well past needing to get ready. She'd been looking forward to this party for a while. Her pussy was very loose and very moist. She'd also cleaned out her ass and focused her diet such that it would be a clean experience.
She finally was able to pull Miguel's pants down revealing an average sized cock. He was hard as a rock. Mona had him sit on the edge of the chair, spread his thighs, and then she set to sensually working her way to his penis. She kissed the inner thighs, and got closer and closer, until she bumped into his cock.
"Oops!" she let out. "I'm sorry. Let me see what I can do to make up for that."
She kiss the head, looked up at Miguel's face, and then started to tongue around his cock, keeping her eyes locked on his for a few moments. She licked every inch of the cock, and then licked his balls clean, putting them in her mouth with the cock resting on her beautiful face with the garish makeup.
Miguel suddenly came as a ribbon of cum squirted into Mona's ear. She quickly came up and put his cock in her mouth and sucked his cock as he continued to shoot what must have been a two-day load.
"Oh my God, you're so hot! That feels so good! Aaahhh!" he exclaimed.
