Mine to keep
Pairing: Mike Weiss x SexWorker!Reader
Summary: Your crushing student debt and the fact that you were completely alone forced you into selling the last thing you had… Your body. And to the first “client” your pimp sold you to might not be much inclined to follow the rules and neither were you.
Warnings: Sex work!, cursing, smut, dirty talk, use of drugs, angst, mentios of drugaddiction, Mike Wiss discovers he has a inocence kink, size kink (our boy is BIG), oral sex (m receiving, cum eating), talk about money in exchange for sex, petnames, might miss some warnings… This is… porn, pure PURE porn hahaha
I must say reader is very new at this... sex working thing haha
Wordcount: 3 k
MINORS DNI +18
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This is for the amazing @geminixevans-stan ´s Aphrodite’s Manor challenge!
Here you were… on the first “date” with your first client… Oh c’mon who were you trying to fool? Your crushing student debt and the fact that you were completely alone forced you into selling the last thing you had… Your body
You had no choice but become a “woman of the night”, it wasn’t hard to find a “pimp”, apparently, your naive looks and your innocent appearance made you desirable. Even so, you did your make up strongly, Smokey eyes, red nails, heavy foundation, fake eyelashes, everything to feel more… not like yourself.
Soon the aching in your feet in your 9 inch heels was the last thing on your mind when you found yourself in front of the door of the sleazy motel you were supposed to meet your first “client”
They had assured you he was nice, soft even, not a creep
“A good one to get started” your new friend Chanel had said with a reassuring smile
He was a lawyer apparently
You knocked on the door twice, almost praying he wasn’t there, and he didn’t hear you, oh but he did hear you quite alright, soon the door opened, revealing a tall, muslar, shirtless man.
He was breathtakingly handsome, manly features, yet soft, piercing blue eyes, and big… huge… intimidatingly so, his arms, torso and thighs, hidden by his suit, were all thick as logs. He was comically only wearing his tie, no shirt, and his suspenders
Your stupor was cut short when you raise your eyes to look at his face, and he was smiling knowingly
“Hello gorgeous” he purred, his deep, husky voice made your knees buckle, and your heels threatened to drop you to the floor
“Hello” you managed to say. He stood off the door frame so you could enter the badly illuminated bedroom
You got into the room, that consisted in only a bed, two nightstands, a door you’d only assume leads to the bathroom and a small wardrobe, a table with two chairs, and as you were going to demand him to put the money over the table, you found out it was already there, three hundred dollar bills, all wrinkled up.
Should this be so easy?
“So… what are the ground rules… no kissing?” He asked, mocking you, you knew he had hired hook- I mean… companions before so you didn’t know what was the question about, perhaps he did saw right through you, he saw how nervous you where
“You can kiss me if you like Sir” wrong, you had to show strengh and be assertive, so you don’t get manhandled and roughly fucked by creeps with the weirdest kinks who think that they can do whatever the hell they want to you only because they paid
“You are not your typical little hooker, are you?” he purred, you just shook your head, your heavy earrings dangling against your neck, you tried to work up to this moment, but couldn’t
He sat himself on the edge of the bed, looking at you expectantly, and suddenly, when he caressed his own thighs with big hands you knew what he wanted
“Sir, would you like for me to…?”
“Suck my cock” he completed for you, spreading his thighs, inviting you to get between them, and you did. The rough carpet scratched your knees when they hit the floor. Even though, despite the situation you were in, despite everything, you found yourself weirdly aroused, you caressed his clothed thighs with your hands on your way up, making a big deal out of it, leaning in to give him a great view of your chest. Your fingers traced along the groin of his suit pants, your breathing hitching in your throat when you could feel and see his erection through his pants, he was BIG, and thick, “Don’t be shy sweetheart” he encouraged, while your finger reached the button of his suit slacks, and with a single movement, they came undone, it did surprise you when you realized he wasn't wearing any underwear, his thick shaft barely covered by the fabric.
You took him out and discovered what you already knew, you couldn't wrap your hand around it, thick as a can of coke, and long, his red tip already shiny with precum, he was veiny, and suddenly it had you wondering how he would feel inside you
“It’s big” you didn't want to sound like a porn actress, but you couldn't help it. He just chuckled, he seemed smitten with you, as he caressed your cheek with his big hand. You couldn't wait any longer, and as you massaged him with your hand, you licked his tip, savoring his salty taste, soon your lips were around the mushroom shaped head and that's when you heard his grunt. you sucked on it, his hands moving dangerously to the back of your head. You adventured into taking more of him into your mouth, you quickly couldn’t handle it, choking on his cock, but that only motivated him
“Fuck that’s the stuff” he growled, when he snaped his hips towards your mouth, fucking your face slowly, almost gently, “Look at me with those doe eyes while you do it” he demanded, and you, blinking away the tears from the lack of oxygen, obeyed, looking at him trough your fake big lashes, as you kept licking while he was in your mouth, head bobbing up and down. He grabbed your hair to keep you in place as he moved his hips
“Fuck look at those doe eyes of yours, shit” he grunted, his thrust began to become sloppy, your gurgling and gagging sounds drove more insane as you tried not to choke, and suddenly, he released you. You took a long breath as you fell on your heels, you own saliva mixed with his precum falling down the sides of your mouth and on your chin
You cleaned it up with your fingers, and without breaking eye contact you licked them digits clean, drawing a smile from him
“You are something else, uh?” a feeling of pride warmed your chest, and you didn't even know why. But any positive thoughts flew out the window, when he took from his pocket a syringe. Your breath got caught in your throat when you knew exactly what that meant, “Do you want some, sweetcheeks?”
“No Sir, thank you” you answered, trying not to show how terrified you were, not only of the needle in his hand, but also, of being trapped in a motel room with a drugged, 300 pound man, made of pure muscle who just paid for you to fuck him. You grabbed his hand and he automatically tensed, lookin at you with caution.
You carefully shook your head, and gently enveloped his hand with yours
“Why don’t you focus on me, handsome?” the words sounded like velvet in your mouth, you were really trying to seduce him into letting go of that drug, whatever it was? And you almost cheered when he smiled and threw it away
“Oh, ok then” he purred, “Is that how it’s gonna be?” you just smiled, and let yourself go when you straddled him
“Strip” he demanded, and you complied, taking the dress you were wearing and taking it out from your body. He grunted when he saw you only in your underwear and fishnets you were wearing, “Please leave those on” he begged, his eyes were no longer blue, as they were almost black because of his pupils being so enlarged. You just nodded, coming to him to kiss him wildly. He was so handsome, so sexy, so thick.
He grabbed you and turn so you laid on the bed, you opened your legs to open to him
“Is there anything that is off limits?” yes millions of things, but right now, you couldn’t care less, he could tie you up and lock you up in a basement and you wouldn’t complain, so you just shook your head, as you seemed hypnotized by him. He smiled in a way that made your knees buckle, opening yourself up more for him.
“There is supposed to be…” you purred, trying to get back control of the situation, “But I might make an exception for you…”
“Is that right?” his hands caressed your knees as he looked down at you. Huger in his eyes. his suspenders still in place, his pants opened, his cock stood proudly, still glistening with your spit and red angry at its tip, you wanted him inside you so badly.
“You want me to ride you?” he leaned in still between your legs
“Call me Sir” he demanded
“Let me ride you Sir” you seated on the bed, your face inches away from his. where he smiled widely
“No” he said firmly, gently pushing you back until you were lid on the bed. he roughly grabbed you by your hips, lifting you up inche from the mattress until you were lined up with his huge cock, “If you need to stop just tell me” he said, winking at you, as his fingers found your entrance, and give superficial strokes to test how wet you were, turns out you were VERY, wet for him. Without more warming up, he grabbed his shaft with one of his hands leading it to your entrance. Playing with his tip between your folds, using your arousal to lubricate himself, you thought he was never going to fuck you, so you started grinding your hips desperat for more of him.
He only smiled wickedly, finally breaching you with his bulbous tip
You whimpered at the stretch, but once he kept going, splitting you open, you moaned, drawing your head back as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. When he was halfway in and he noticed you were fucking enoying it so much, he speared on in one thrust until he was fully seated inside you and your hips were flushed against. You screeched something that didn’t even sound human when you felt his tip kissing your cervix
“Shit!” you cursed
“Fuck you are tight!” he moaned, grabbing your hips, keeping you still against him. He looked for your eyes, feeling strong gaze in you you opened your eyes to meet him
“Please” you begged, moving your hips in a sharp movement
“I thought I was supposed to beg for you,” he mocked. He leaned in until he kissed you, and you returned the kiss, letting him explore your mouth with his tongue and you did the same. He retracted for you, and thrust into you again drawing another moan from you. Your eyes connected again and your mouth fell slack as he started to pound into you roughly, but slowly. So sensual you felt you melt in the mattress
“Sir” you begged, but you weren’t quite sure what you were begging for, your hands ended up in his hair, scratching his head, asking for him to lean in more into you, and he did, kissing you again and then abandoned your lips to start crawling to your jaw, nibbling at the skin he found.
“You want me to fuck you harder?” he asked, and you just nodded, but that wasn’t enough for him. He encased your throat with his big hand as he seated back to his heels. “Beg me for it,” he demanded, stealing his movements
“Sir please fuck me harder” you weren’t even pleasing him like you were supossed to, you wanted him to fuck you into the mattres until you couldn’t even remember your own name.
“Now that you are begging so nicely” still choking you he rammed into you like a man possessed. You wanted to grab something but you didn’t have him in your grasp, so your fists closed in the sheets underneath you, threatening to rip them apart
He fucked into you so hard you thought all the other people on the motel were going to complain, because of how loud you were screaming the impending orgasm. The knot that was tightening with each thrust of his thick cock inside you. He grunted on top of you, snapping your hips. The sound of skin to skin slapping was filthy, sinful
“I think I’m gonna…” you squaled your climax when he graced your g spot repeatedly, doing purposely once he knew he found it
“That’s it” he moaned, squeezing your throat lightly, “Fuck!” he cursed, managing with all of his strength to pull out of you, still rock hard, “I don’t want it to end yet” he moaned. gasping for air, his hands still on your hips.
“Shit” you whined, “You can… cum in my mouth or wherever, you like” you breathed out. He only smiled
“I’m nowhere near done little one” he purred, making you moaned wantonly
“You want me to get on my knees for you?” you asked, your index finger got caught between your teeth in a nervous gesture as you felt completely vulnerable to him, still all naked under him. your nipples hurt from how pebbled they were for him.
“Fuck no” he finally lowered your hips as he laid himself on top of you, kissing you tenderly, “I want to see that face, when you are fucking yourself in my cock baby” Your blushed face wouldn’t stop you from sorrounding his hips with your legs, leaning to him you managed to turn him over, straddling him. He was a big man and you knew he let you turn him, but still he smiled, surprised at your sudden movement
You grabbed his cock in your hands, pumping him, feeling your juices still in him. you moved on top of his thighs, riding them, not getting enough friction but you knew he was enjoying it, looking at you with lost blown pupils. grabbing your thigh roughly
“Careful you wouldn’t want to leave bruises,” you didn’t mean to sound so bitter but you did. You pimp was going to check you out at the end, so if you were sporting bruises apparently that was cause to take a percentage more of your pay. He tapped your hips softly to drag you back to reality. and you did, returning a smile to your face as you squeezed his cock more roughly, but that seemed to please him as his eyes rolled in his skull.
“But I can leave some nice marks on you, can I?” you asked innocently. leaning in to work on his neck, it didn’t take you long to found that special spot that made him bukle his hips into your hand when you nipped at it
“Anything you want, baby” he moaned. you lined your entrance with his cock, dancing on top of him, teasing your pussy lips with the tip. He grabbed your hips with need, he wanted to control your tempo, and you let him.
He helped you sink down into him, slowly, feeling his cock graze all the god spots inside of you some of them you didn’t even know they existed
“Fuck!” you cursed at the same time.
The squelching sound that your juicy count made when being stretched by his thick cock was so filthy it belonged in a porno, perhaps that’s were you were headed next, but as long as Mike was the one to fuck you you didn’t mind having cameras capturing this moment.
“You are a fucking goddess” he moaned under you, his hand groped your bouncing tits and you put your hands over his, as you snapped you hips feeling you graze your insides, rearranging your guts.
You wondered fleetingly if all your clients were going to be this way, you started to wonder if you were ever going to see him again. And the possibility that you wouldn’t… didn’t appeal to you at all, you did want to see him again. You wanted to see him all fucking days
Your climax sneaked up on you and it gripped you hard, making your eyes roll to the back of your head for the second time. Clamping down so hard on him you think he was never going to be able to pull off
“Squeeze me baby” he whined like a prayer, “Fuck just like that” you didn’t stop bouncing on top of him, you felt hiss dick twitching inside of you, his thighs shaked and his breathing as much as his thrusts became erratic. You know what that meant…
You got off of him and he whined pitifully at this, wanting for explanations before you sanked your knees to the mattress and fell to devour his cock, you swallowed him whole, one of his hands squeezing the base of him and the other caressing his chest. You gagged and bobbed your head up and down, waiting so desperately to taste him, and you did. Grabbing your head, beginning and whispering your name, he cummed in your mouth, his thick spend shoot down your throat, making you choke, but you didn’t relent as you licked him clean
“Shit, baby” he purred
You couldn´t help but fell into the bed like a sack of potatoes, tired and lax, that was, without question, the best sex you ever had. You panted, trying to regain your breath, and you realized that your “client” was in the same page, trying to regain his breath
“How much?” he asked, you just looked at him, puzzled
“Uh?” you mumbled
“How much to keep you?” he continued, “Forever?” you frowned, not understanding what he meant
“What do you mean?”
“For me to get you, exclusively, I got some friends…” you got scared all of a sudden, and it might have reflected on your face. “Don’t be afraid sweetheart, they are very goods friends, lawyers, suit and tie”
“And what would that be like?” you whispered
“You cheer up our meetings, just us three and you”
“And who are those?”
“My office partners, Andy Barber and Scott Huffman,'' you seemed to think about it… “You’d be our little…”
“Prostitute?” you asked, bitterly
“I was thinking more of an escort” he smiled, winking, “Our companion, our sugar baby”
“30 thousand a month, and only you three” you just say, obviously joking
“Deal” he just purrs, earning a gasp from you, “And now…. How about three more hours?”
post chapter notes: This took forever.... But now I just want to write some kinky chapter 2 with those two guests. I hope you all enjoyed it
