I continue the tale of how I, at twenty-three years old, became a gigolo, male escort, ‘social companion’, or whatever term you prefer.

I fell into this work completely by accident. My girlfriend at the time, Sheryl, had gotten rather tipsy at a party of her very wealthy aunt. Unbeknownst to me, Sheryl had told her aunt’s very attractive friend Allison all about the one thing that separated me from most men. The one thing that would one day make me perhaps one of the most sought-after gigolos by wealthy women of a certain age in all of London.

Sheryl had told Allison that I had the biggest cock she had ever seen. It was true that the Lord had blessed me in that department. Fully erect it was just over eight and a half inches long, over two inches wide, with a girth (or circumference) of almost six inches, and with a big bulbous head. Unwittingly, Sheryl had told the last woman in the world she should have drunkenly admitted this to, as it would ultimately lead me astray.

Later, Allison propositioned me down in the wine cellar. She asked me to meet her at a swanky central London hotel and ‘fuck her brains out with that huge young cock’.  The following week I spent two hours getting sucked and fucked by this busty, wealthy, married MILF. It was a life-changing moment.

From then on, I met her once a week, for a two-hour appointment, at £500 an hour plus tip. Later, Allison also arranged for me to meet up with a friend of hers, Beth. I had given Beth a massage service, which eventually led to sex.

This meeting with Beth then led me to another incredible opportunity…

Beth had asked for another appointment the following week. But this time there was no pretence of a massage service, it was straight into bed to fuck all afternoon. Another big smile on her face and mine, another two thousand quid in cash in my pocket, and my balls feeling totally drained again as I sat on the train back home.

Over the next month or so, I would see Allison every Friday afternoon for a two-hour session in whichever of London’s very top hotels she chose that week. Every fortnight or so I would meet Beth, again in a top London hotel, usually on a Monday or Tuesday afternoon, and give her all the hard, thick, young cock she could handle.

I discovered Beth and her husband ran a business that catered to the needs of the super-wealthy. It seemed to be mostly travel-related. They arranged private jets, bespoke vacations, unique tours of parts of museums or other establishments usually closed to the public, anything that the billionaire set wanted.

“Well, I have this client, she’s very wealthy of course,” Beth told me in bed once, “I arrange all her travel needs. She’s American. She comes to London fairly regularly.”

Beth said this client had asked her privately if she knew of any available ‘young and hung’ guys, and Beth had of course thought of me. I said if Beth took a one-off ‘introduction fee’ I would be okay with it, but I certainly didn’t want a ‘pimp’. Then it would be down to Beth’s client to call me, and she could book me herself in the normal way I was used to.

The next day I got a text from Beth’s client. I knew it was her as Beth had given me her number. Her name was Ava. We had a fairly lengthy back-and-forth conversation over text messages.

Ava was forty-two years old, originally from the mid-west, but now lived in California with her husband of ten years. They had no children. She travelled quite a lot because of her business and was in London for a few days, as she was every month or so.

Ava told me she was looking for a ‘no-strings’ arrangement with a younger guy, and the solution that Beth had come up with seemed ideal. She said she had never paid for sex before, but was certainly not against the idea, as long as she was getting exactly what she wanted.

When I asked her what it was she was looking for, her message back to me was no-nonsense and to the point.

‘I want a young guy, handsome, with a nice athletic body. He has to have a big, thick fucking cock, and know how to use it. Is that you?’

Wow, she was direct! I told her I was exactly what she was looking for, and sent her a photo of my face. I sent another of my body from the neck down, wearing tight boxer trunks showing off my firm ass, and showing my athletic, fairly muscular chest and arms. I sent a final one showing a close-up of my tight boxer shorts when I had a full erection, where Ava would be able to see the obvious outline and size of my erect cock.

Ava obviously liked what she saw, as she immediately booked an appointment with me, and I met up with her the next day in a suite at a top London hotel.

Ava was gorgeous, slim, and busty. She absolutely adored my young, thick cock, and I had a great time making her very happy again and again all afternoon. She wasn’t shy at all, very upfront, and knew exactly what she wanted.

I instantly liked her. She was a good tipper too.

I saw her every time she visited London for the next couple of months, and we both always enjoyed ourselves immensely. She was a very sexy lady.

On my fourth appointment with Ava, in bed after sex, she made a very interesting request. She wanted me to help her fulfil one of her all-time fantasies. Ava wanted to be fucked by two ‘young, hung studs’. She also had another requirement.

“He’s gotta be black,” Ava continued, “I always wanted to be double-teamed by a black guy and a white guy.”

“Really? Anything else?” I chuckled.

“Yeah, he’s gotta be good looking, and have a nice body. You know like yours, slim and athletic.” Ava grinned, massaging my chest muscles, “And he’s gotta be young. Like, not more than twenty-five.”

“I see,” I replied.

“And obviously, he’s gotta have the goods downstairs, you know what I mean?” Ava giggled, “I mean he’s gotta have a nice big, thick cock. You might not be able to find someone as big as you, but you know, he’s gotta be way bigger than the average guy.”

Ava then threw me a bone to encourage me to make her fantasy a reality. Firstly, she explained she would pay ‘the other guy’ the same rate she paid me, which was five hundred pounds an hour, for a two-hour session. Ava would also give me a ‘finder’s fee’ of five thousand pounds to arrange it all. Lastly, she said she would tip both myself and the other guy ‘very generously’ if everything went well.

For a while after I struggled to think of anyone who could help me make Ava’s dreams come true. But after a week I suddenly remembered Cal. He was the boyfriend of a colleague from my old job. He was black, fairly handsome, with an athletic build, so he fit the bill.

I called Cal up, and after some awkwardness from myself, admitted I had become a gigolo for some very wealthy women. He was intrigued, asking me many, many questions, before I got round to telling him what I wanted him for. After I told him how much he’d be getting paid, and sent him a photo of Ava, Cal said he was definitely up for it.

One last thing I couldn’t be sure about was did Cal ‘measure up’ to Ava’s requirements. After a little convincing, Cal sent me a photo of his erect cock. It was very impressive and certainly seemed fit for purpose. I sent it on to Ava, and she was very happy to agree to another appointment.

The next week I arrived at Claridge’s hotel early and checked into the suite. I messaged Cal and told him the room number, and he said he was already on his way and would arrive soon. I had a shower and then got dressed. I always dressed smartly when I had an appointment, the ladies seemed to appreciate it, even though they were always undressing me out of it fairly quickly.

However, this time I wore smart-casual clothing, as it was what Ava had requested. I wore some smart jeans with a white polo shirt. Cal then arrived, and I briefly showed him around the suite. He had done as I requested and brought some smart-casual clothes to change into.

Cal got dressed into his smart jeans and shirt. It wasn’t quite as nice as mine, but it was adequate. We then sat on the sofa and chatted for awhile, and awaited our guest. Cal seemed a little nervous, but I supposed that I had felt the same the first time I had been paid as a gigolo with Allison.

I tried to allay any fears he might have, but to be honest, I was a little nervous myself. I was completely comfortable being with Ava, but I had never had a threesome before. I had never been naked in the same room as another man, let alone having an erection in front of another man.

I just hoped that our nerves would not get the better of us. I wanted to make Ava happy, plus she was paying me a lot of money to make this happen, and for it to all go to plan.

I got a message from Ava, saying she had arrived at the hotel and was on her way up to the suite. Cal and I got up from the sofa, and I went to the door to wait for her. A moment later, there was a knock at the door. I opened it, and Ava immediately stepped in.

“Hi gorgeous,” Ava beamed, throwing her arms around me, and giving me a big kiss on the lips.

I kissed her back, placing my hands on her hips. Ava wore a tight black skirt that went down to just above her knees, with a fairly tight white blouse, showing off her ample curves up top. She wore a little black jacket over the blouse, and also carried a medium sized bag. It was a reasonably conservative look, but I had to remember she did not want to attract attention when walking through the lobby downstairs.

I also noticed her hair had returned to her natural brunette colour. When I last saw her she still had her dyed blonde look.

“I’m so excited,” she whispered in my ear, squeezing my cock through my trousers, “Come on then darlin’. Introduce me to your friend.”

I closed the door behind her, locking it.

“Ava, this is Cal…” I began, but Ava was already rushing over to him, dumping her bag on the sofa.

“Hi Cal, I’m Ava,” she grinned, throwing her arms around him and kissing him on the lips too, “So nice to meet you.”

Ava giggled, her arms still around his neck.

“Nice to meet you too, ma’am,” Cal mumbled.

“Ma’am? Oh Cal, don’t call me that. Makes me feel old!” Ava giggled, “It’s Ava, just Ava.”

“I’m sorry. Ava. Very nice to meet you,” Cal replied, trying to recover from his faux pa.

He glanced at me for a moment, and I nodded toward Ava.

“Ava, I just have to say, you look amazing,” Cal said, smiling.

I had reminded Cal to pay Ava a compliment as soon as he met her, to smooth things over.

“Oh, thank you, honey,” Ava replied, grinning, and kissed him again, “Are you nervous?”

Cal shook his head, smiling sheepishly.

“Oh darlin’, there’s no need to be nervous. We’re gonna have lots of fun,” Ava giggled, her hands wandering over his chest and arms, “Is it because you have a girlfriend? Jack told me about her.”

Cal grinned again, but still looked unsure of himself.

“Don’t worry, darlin’, no one knows we’re here or what we’re up to. Your girlfriend’s never going to find out about this. It’s our little secret, ain’t that right Jack?” Ava grinned, glancing over at me, her hands still on Cal’s chest.

“She’s right, Stacy’s never gonna find out about any of this, Cal,” I told him.

“Stacy, is it? Let me ask you something Cal, have you ever been with an older woman?” Ava teased, putting his hands on her hips.

“Ah, no, not really,” Cal admitted.

“Well, trust me, honey, I’m gonna make sure you forget all about Stacy for the rest of the afternoon,” Ava beamed, kissing him again.

Ava signalled with her hand for me to come closer. I stood behind her as she kissed Cal, as I rubbed my hand across her ass. Ava turned to kiss me, as Cal’s hand moved to grope her left ass cheek, mine moved to grope her right.

Ava went back and forth, kissing me, then Cal. Her right hand moved to grip my ever-hardening cock through my jeans, giving it a squeeze. I noticed her left hand was doing the same to Cal.

“Oh, this is gonna be so much fun!” Ava beamed, putting her hands on our chests, “Now if you’ll excuse me for a minute. Where’s the bathroom at?”

“It’s just around the corner down the hallway, on the left,” I told her.

Ava left our embrace, and picked up her bag from the sofa.

“Alright, you guys strip off, and I’ll be back in two shakes of a lamb’s tail,” she smiled and headed off to the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Cal looked at me, grinning.

“so what do you think?” I asked him, pulling off my shirt.

“I mean, she’s gorgeous,” Cal replied, sitting down to remove his shoes.

“Make sure you keep telling her that then. Remember we’re here to make her feel good,” I reminded him.

I wanted to make sure he understood that firstly we were both there to service Ava, not the other way around.

“But you told me she wanted us to be like…” Cal began.

“No that’s later,” I interrupted him, “First, we let her take the lead. Let her relax and enjoy herself. Only later will we change it up, that’s what she wants.”

Ava had given me pretty specific instructions on what she wanted to happen, and how she wanted us to treat her. I had been over it with Cal before, but I think perhaps his nerves had gotten the better of him, which was understandable.

We continued to undress, until we both stood there in just our boxer shorts.

“Should we…” Cal began to ask.

“No,” I again interrupted, “Let her take them off.”

We sat on the sofa, and there was an awkward silence for a moment. I guess we were both thinking that we were going to have to be naked in front of each other soon.

“Don’t worry, once we get going we’ll probably forget about being naked in front of each other,” I told him confidently.

Cal nodded, and laughed a little nervously. I couldn’t help but notice the bulge that had formed in his boxer shorts. Perhaps Cal had noticed mine. Ava had warmed us up with all the kissing.

Thankfully, a moment later, I heard the bathroom door open. I then heard the click-clack sound of Ava’s high heels on the tiled floor.

“You guys ready for me?” Ava called out, giggling.

Ava then appeared around the corner from the hallway.

“Oh my god!” Cal exclaimed, making Ava giggle again.

To me, she looked the perfect embodiment of ‘sex-on-legs’. Ava wore a very skimpy lingerie item the likes of which I had not seen before. It was black and sparkly, and rather like a bikini, if the bikini briefs strings were attached to the bikini top. She also wore black hold-up stockings and sexy little black high-heeled shoes.

Ava also wore a sparkly choker around her neck, with matching hoop earrings.

“So, whattya you guys think?” Ava grinned.

She turned around slowly, so we could both get a good look at her amazing body. Ava’s huge tits looked amazing, as there was plenty of cleavage, side-boob, and under-boob on display. The bikini-briefs turned into just a string in the rear, so her entire stunning ass was on show. She looked incredible.

I stood up and applauded her. Cal jumped up and joined in, grinning.

“Ah, thank you, guys,” Ava giggled, “You’re very sweet.”

“You look amazing, Ava,” I told her, as she approached me, arms outstretched.

She hugged and kissed me, then moved over to do the same to Cal.

“You look so sexy, Ava,” Cal told her.

“Yeah, you like this little outfit, do you Cal?” Ava grinned up at him, then glanced toward me, “I bought it especially for the both of you.”

“It’s wonderful,” I told her, as she snogged Cal.

“Easy access to all areas,” Ava giggled as she moved Cal’s hands from her hips to her ass, then looked over to me again, “Jack, don’t stay all the way over there, come and join in the fun.”

Ava giggled, as I stood behind her, rubbing my aching cock against her ass, through my shorts. I was almost at ‘full power’ already.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” Ava murmured.

I reached around, and pulled aside her sparkly bikini top, revealing her amazing, big, full 34EE breasts.

“Oh fuck!” Cal gasped, as Ava giggled, moving his hands from her hips to her boobs.

“You like them, Cal?” Ava grinned up at him.

Cal simply nodded, grinning. As I continued to rub myself up against Ava’s ass, Cal groped and played with her huge tits.

“I bet Stacy doesn’t have tits like these, right?” Ava whispered, chuckling.

Cal shook his head, still grinning from ear to ear.

We stood like this for a minute or so more, with Ava going from snogging Cal, to turning over her shoulder to kiss me.

“Well, this is lovely, boys,” Ava grinned, “But you know what I really want to see, Cal?”

“What?” Cal answered, smiling.

“Some fucking big, hard cock,” Ava whispered, grinning, “Now, come here, Jack.”

Ava turned toward me, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of my boxers, and slowly pulled them down. My now rock-hard cock jumped out to greet her.

“Oh Jack, you never disappoint me,” Ava grinned, her hand sliding up and down my shaft, then looking up at Cal, “I just love Jack’s cock, Cal. It always makes me so happy, you know? When it’s buried deep in my pussy?”

Ava giggled, and Cal grinned. I noticed he checked out my dick, but did not look me in the eye afterwards. Ava dropped to her knees onto the plush carpeted floor in front of us.

“Now, let’s see what Cal has for me, shall we?” Ava smiled, looking up at him.

Ava slowly pulled down Cal’s shorts. His big black cock sprung out, and Ava’s left hand immediately moved to grip it.

“Oh fuck, yes!” Ava gasped, grinning up at Cal, “Oh honey, your cock is gorgeous. It’s so lovely and big. And so thick too.”

I was glad to see that Ava was happy with the size of Cal’s dick. It meant I had fulfilled my part of the deal, and bought her a young, handsome black guy with a big cock.

Honestly, I was also happy to see that Cal was big, but just not quite as big as me. Mine was just a smidge over eight and a half inches, whereas Cal’s looked perhaps eight inches long at best. Mine was about two inches thick, Cal’s looked like it was maybe one and three-quarter inches thick.

It was certainly very big, and Ava looked delighted as her left hand slowly slid up and down its shaft. But secretly I was pleased that I was the bigger guy. Ava was a real ‘size queen’, and the danger in introducing her to another young guy with a big dick was that she might be tempted to replace me with Cal. Thankfully I now knew that seemed unlikely.

Ava reached for my cock with her right hand and began stroking it.

“Oh yeah, this is what I’ve been thinking about all day,” Ava giggled, a smile across her face a mile wide, “Two gorgeous hung studs all for me!”

Cal and I both looked down on her, grinning, as she lovingly stroked both our cocks at once.

“Mmm, come a little closer, guys,” Ava told us.

As we complied, Ava took the head of my cock in her mouth. She sucked and slurped on the head, before attempting to get her lips as far down my shaft as she could. As her head bobbed back and forth, her left hand still slid up and down Cal’s cock.

“Ah, fuck, yeah!” Ava gasped as she came up for air, glancing at Cal, “I love sucking Jack’s huge cock!”

She kissed the head of my dick, then turned toward Cal.

“Now I’m gonna love sucking your cock too, Cal,” Ava grinned up at him.

She took him in her mouth, now noisily slurping and sucking on a big black cock instead of a white one. Again, Ava tried to get her lips as far down Cal’s shaft as she could.

“Oh yeah,” Cal panted, giving out a long exhale.

Ava’s right hand stroked my dick as she sucked Cal. It was quite a turn-on to watch this busty, white, married MILF sucking on a huge black cock.

I had previously been worried about being able to get a hard-on in front of another guy. It seemed a silly concern now, Ava was sexy-as-fuck. She could make any guy get an immediate stiffy, no matter what the situation.

Over the next few minutes, Ava switched back and forth between us, sucking white cock, then black. She was clearly enjoying herself immensely.

Ava moved to put both hands on Cal’s ass.

“Oh my god, you’ve got such a fucking gorgeous butt,” she told Cal, looking up at him, “I wanna sink my teeth into it.”

Cal grinned as he fed his dick into her mouth again. Ava groped his ass cheeks with both hands, encouraging him. He took Ava’s head in his hands and began thrusting in and out of her mouth. He pushed his cock deeper until Ava began to gag, and then backed off immediately.

“No sweetie, it’s okay,” Ava grinned up at Cal, “I love it when a guy is big enough to make me gag!”

Cal chuckled as he pushed his cock back in between Ava’s open, willing lips. She was soon gagging again as Cal continued to fuck her mouth. Ava also made lots of wet slurping and slobbering sounds as Cal’s big black cock slid between her lips. Saliva began to flow from her lips and down her chin.

Finally, Ava came up for air with a big grin, and turned toward me.

“Okay, Jack’s turn now,” she giggled.

I took Ava’s head in my hands, as hers moved to cup my buttocks. I pushed my cock into her mouth and began thrusting away. Once again, Ava slurped and gagged as I fucked her mouth. It felt wonderful, and I could tell Ava was enjoying herself as she lustfully locked eyes with me.

I noticed Cal was stroking his cock as he watched Ava and me. I took that as a good sign that he wasn’t weirded out by having another erect cock in the room, or that he was having to share Ava with me. His early nerves seemed to have disappeared.

Eventually, I let Ava up for air, and she patted her hands on the sofa.

“Okay, boys. Come and sit here for me,” Ava instructed.

We did as we were told. Ava encouraged us to shuffle along so that Cal and I sat right next to each other. Ava stayed on her knees in front of us, shuffling forward to be that much closer. Her right tit pressed up on my right thigh, her left tit on Cal’s left thigh.

“Now I wanna see you both stroking yourselves,” Ava beamed.

Again we did as we were asked. I slowly stroked my cock for her, as Cal did the same.

“Oh god, that’s so fucking hot!” Ava said excitedly, “Two gorgeous young guys beating their huge thick cocks just for me. Come here, lover.”

Ava leaned forward and kissed me, then Cal. Her hands reached for our cocks, as she took over stroking duties. After she kissed Cal, I put my hand on top of her head and pushed it down toward my cock. Ava giggled as the head slipped back in between her lips again.

Ava slurped and sucked again, as her right hand teased my balls, and her left hand continued to stroke Cal’s cock. Eventually, I let her up for air again.

“Ah, kiss my balls,” I asked her, “Please?”

Ava nodded and began licking and sucking on my testicles. She looked up at Cal and grinned.

“I just love sucking on a big cock, Cal,” Ava teased, giggling.

 I then pushed my cock back into her mouth and had her suck me some more.

After a minute more of her slobbering over my dick, she came up for air again.

“Oh Jack, pass me over to Cal, honey,” Ava whispered, winking up at me.

I continued to hold Ava’s head in my hands and moved it over toward Cal. I then pushed her head down toward his waiting cock.

“Ah fuck, yesss…” Ava moaned before Cal’s dick filled her mouth.

Cal’s hands then took control of her head, so that I could let go. Cal then moved her head up and down, so that Ava’s lips and tongue slid up and down his shaft.

“Ah, fucking lovely,” Cal panted, clearly enjoying having total control over Ava’s mouth.

Cal kept Ava’s mouth sliding up and down his shaft for awhile, as she slobbered and gagged. All through this, Ava kept her right hand slowly stroking my cock. After a couple of minutes, Cal finally let her up, and immediately pushed her head over toward me.

Ava got just a moment to take one breath before my cock was forced into her wet and willing mouth again. I took control of her head and enjoyed the incredible sensation of this gorgeous busty MILF’s lips and tongue sliding up and down my shaft.

For the next ten minutes or so, Cal and I passed Ava back and forth between us. She happily let us control her mouth and ‘force’ her to suck us.

“Oh god, I fucking love this!” Ava gasped in a momentary break to catch her breath as she was passed between us before more cock was pushed back into her mouth.

As she sucked one of us, the other was feeling up her tits, or reaching forward to grope and slap her ass.

Finally, Ava sat back up on her knees, smiling at both of us. She had saliva smeared all over her lips and was dripping off her chin onto her boobs.

“Oh, that’s made me nice and wet. That was so much fun,” Ava grinned, “Did you like it, Cal?”

Cal nodded, grinning.

“Yeah? I bet Stacy doesn’t let you do that to her, right?” Ava giggled.

“Er, no. Definitely not!” Cal replied, chuckling.

“You like having a married woman suck your dick?” she asked, smirking, her hands back stroking two large cocks again.

“Oh! You… you’re married?” Cal asked, looking genuinely surprised.

“Yes honey, Jack didn’t tell you?” Ava said, looking at me quizzically for a moment.

“Ah, no. He didn’t mention that,” Cal replied.

“Well, sweetie, it’s true. That’s my wedding ring rubbing up against your gorgeous young, big black cock right now,” Ava giggled, blowing him a kiss.

Cal looked down to see Ava’s left hand, her wedding ring on her fourth finger sliding up and down his cock.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Cal panted, smiling at Ava.

“Yeah? You like that, huh Cal?” Ava giggled, still stroking his cock, “You like the feeling of my wedding ring on your dick?”

“Oh god, yeah,” Cal replied, grinning.

“Yeah, of course you do. You’re just like Jack,” Ava continued, “You like knowing my husband has no idea what I’m up to right now, what you’re both gonna be doing to his wife’s body later, right? Does it make you even harder, Cal?”

Cal nodded, as Ava giggled, kissing him.

“But don’t worry, honey. My husband’s never gonna find out about this, and neither will your Stacy,” Ava whispered as she kissed Cal again, “It’ll just be a lovely, lovely memory for the three of us.”

Ava moved to kiss me, giving me a cheeky wink, before returning to snog Cal.

“Yeah, you can look back on today and think about that time you and your friend fucked a busty American married MILF together,” Ava grinned, kissing Cal again, “And I can think about that time I got fucked by two gorgeous young studs with lovely huge, thick cocks.”

Cal glanced over at me and grinned, then returned to snogging Ava. Her hands were still lovingly stroking our cocks.

“Ooh Cal, you boys have got me all worked up,” Ava sighed, “I think my pussy needs some attention now.”

“Yeah? Do you want me to kiss it?” Cal asked, smiling.

“Mmm, what a nice offer, sweetie,” Ava giggled, “But no, right now I want to take a ride on that lovely big black cock of yours.”

Ava grinned, kissing Cal, and then me. She stood up, and turned around, to then sit in our laps.

“Untie me, boys,” Ava instructed, looking over her shoulder at us, grinning.

Cal and I pulled the strings tied at the back of her neck, that held up her bikini top. Ava then stood up again to step out of the connected bottom section. She grinned as she turned around to reveal her perfectly waxed pussy, with just a small neatly trimmed landing strip above.

Cal grinned, looking up at her. She looked amazing, now wearing just her black hold-up stockings, high heels, and that sparkly choker around her neck.

Ava then climbed onto the sofa, sitting in Cal’s lap, facing him. He quickly got his hands on her lovely big tits.

“Jack, I hope you don’t mind, but I really gotta fuck Cal first,” Ava grinned at me, blowing me a cheeky kiss, “Now boys, are you okay ditching the condoms today? I just really wanna feel every inch of you both.”

“It’s alright with me,” Cal replied, grinning from ear to ear as he groped Ava’s amazing boobs.

I nodded at Ava in agreement. I almost always used condoms when ‘entertaining’ a client. But this was a very special occasion for Ava, and I wanted to make her happy.

Ava grinned at me, blowing me another kiss.

“Come here, baby,” Ava panted, her thighs parting, as she held Cal’s cock, and lowered herself onto it.

She slowly slid down Cal’s shaft, as her thighs parted even wider. Ava’s eyes lit up.

“Oh fuck!” she gasped.

Ava finally slid to the base of Cal’s cock, and then began slowly bouncing up and down his shaft. Cal buried his face in Ava’s tits, his hands groping her ass. I continued to slowly stroke my cock, keeping it hard for Ava. I reached over and slapped her ass when Cal’s hands had wandered back to give her boobs some attention.

“Oh, yesss!” Ava giggled, turning to me as I slapped her ass again, “Don’t worry, I’ll get to you just as soon as I can.”

Ava looked as sexy as fuck, now energetically bouncing up and down on Cal’s thick black cock. Cal began thrusting up into her, increasing her pleasure.

“Oh fuck, I love it!” Ava cried.

I loved watching Ava fuck Cal. She looked gorgeous, a huge smile on her face, as she bounced up and down on a thick black cock. I loved knowing that Cal and I would always have this memory of Ava, but her husband never could.

Ava slowed down and kissed Cal.

“Okay baby, let me fuck Jack now,” she told Cal.

Ava quickly moved to sit astride me, taking my rampant hard cock in her hand, and slowly sliding it into her pussy. Soon she was bouncing up and down on my cock, and it felt wonderful. I buried my face in her lovely tits and sucked on them for all I was worth. Ava panted and moaned in my ear as she slid herself up and down my dick.

I looked over to Cal, who seemed to be enjoying the show, cock in hand and grinning from ear to ear.

“Mmmm, Jack,” Ava moaned as she fucked me.

Having bedded her several times before, I could tell she was close. I began thrusting up into her. Her moans and whimpers got louder and louder. Ava closed her eyes.

“Oh fuck, yes!” Ava cried.

A few more urgent bounces up and down in my lap, and she finally screamed in delight as she orgasmed. I was glad it had been me who had given her the first one of the day. I imagined there would be many more to come.

“Oh, my lovely boys,” Ava sighed, kissing me, then leaning over to kiss Cal, “I love having two big cocks to play with.”

The three of us laughed. Cal put his hands around Ava’s waist and began to pull her out of my lap.

“Oh, okay!” Ava giggled, as she was pulled by Cal back into his lap.

Cal held his cock in his hand as Ava lowered herself onto it, and she was soon happily bouncing up and down once again.

For the next ten minutes or so, Ava thoroughly enjoyed riding our cocks. She would bounce up and down on one before either myself or Cal would reach over to haul Ava over to their lap, and have her fuck us some more. Ava clearly loved two young men fighting over who got to fuck her.

“Oh god, I love being passed between the two of you,” Ava sighed, grinning from ear to ear, as I pulled her back from Cal to fuck me, “Makes me feel like a slutty cheerleader in the locker room after the big game.”

After a few more minutes bouncing on my cock, Ava stopped and sat in my lap, kissing me.

“I’m so fucking wet,” Ava moaned in my ear, “Why don’t the both of you take me to bed and do what you do best.”

I turned to Cal and gave him a nod. It was a signal I had told him I would give at some point, once I’d been given my signal from Ava.

Ava had told me when planning this appointment that she wanted to start out slow and comfortable, and make Cal and I feel comfortable too. She said she wanted to suck us and fuck us on the sofa. She wanted us to behave like gentlemen, and she wanted to be in control.

But then she wanted it all to change. She wanted both of us to fuck her, and that we were to behave in a ‘less than gentlemanly’ manner.

Cal got up from the sofa, as Ava got up from my lap. Cal then slapped Ava on the ass, telling her to stand up on the sofa.

“Okay, sure,” Ava said rather submissively, and did as she was told.

I stood and held Ava’s hand to steady her, as she wobbled in her heels standing on the sofa.

Cal then bent down slightly, putting an arm around her waist. He then pulled Ava up onto his left shoulder in a fireman’s lift. Ava screamed in delight. Her ass was on his shoulder, her stockinged legs in front, with her head over his back.

“Oh god! I love this part!” Ava grinned up at me.

I had used this exact move on Ava before, as I had done with Beth and Allison too. They had all loved it.

I figured it was a little like a caveman picking up the woman of his choice and carrying her back to his cave. Women certainly responded well to it. They could feel that I was strong and capable, which made them wet. Perhaps what made them even wetter was the knowledge they were being carried to bed to be fucked by a big, thick, hard young cock.

It’s why I had told Cal beforehand that when I gave him the signal, he was to pick Ava up in exactly this manner. I had also told him that from this point on we were to treat Ava rather differently.

“Come on mate,” Cal said to me, as he started to make his way down the short hallway toward the bedroom, “Let’s fuck this busty little slut just like she deserves.”

“Oh fuck, yes!” Ava replied, grinning at me like a Cheshire cat, as I followed them down the hallway, slapping her on the ass.

In the bedroom, Cal dropped Ava onto the bed and then manhandled her so that she was on her hands and knees. I made her shuffle across so that she was positioned across the corner of the foot of the large queen-sized bed. It meant Cal and I could stand on the floor either in front of or behind Ava up on the bed.

I had made sure to book the suite here that had disabled access, as it meant the bed was able to be raised or lowered, which helped elderly or infirmed guests get in and out of bed. However, for our purposes, it meant we could adjust the height of Ava, so that she lined up with our cocks. It was these little details that rich women like Ava expected from me. I wanted to make sure she had a great time and that she felt she had gotten good value for her money.

I went and stood behind Ava, as Cal moved to stand in front of her. I picked up the remote and lowered the bed slightly until I was happy with Ava’s height.

“Oh yeah,” I sighed, as I began rubbing my cock over her ass and pussy lips, “Let’s fuck this busty MILF slut!”

“Yeah, come here,” Cal said, stepping up in front of Ava, his thick black cock in hand, “Fuckin’ lovely little American slapper.”

Cal quickly forced his cock into Ava’s open, willing mouth. I pushed my cock into her wet and willing pussy. Ava moaned in pleasure as I did so, but the sound was muffled due to her mouth being full. I began slowly thrusting in and out of her.

In addition to the adjustable bed, I had thought of something else to increase Ava’s pleasure. The suite came with a double standing mirror, which had been positioned in the small dressing room next to the bathroom. When I had arrived earlier, I had moved it into the bedroom.

It now stood to the left of the foot of the bed, with one-half of the double mirror to the left of Ava. The other half of the double mirror was just slightly behind Cal, facing me, but still to the left of us.

It meant Ava could look with her eyes to the left, and in the first mirror see herself sucking Cal’s cock. If she looked into the second mirror she could see Cal’s ass cheeks as he pumped away, and further up in the same mirror could see me pumping away behind her.

It gave Ava an almost three-hundred-and-sixty-degree view of what we were doing to her lovely body. As I continued to fuck her, as she slobbered on Cal’s fat dick, I noticed from time to time her eyes dart to the mirrors to check out the view. It had obviously been a good decision to set it up like this. Ava seemed to be enjoying seeing herself getting screwed like this.

Cal briefly let Ava up for air, slapping his thick cock on her face.

“Oh fuck, yes!” Ava gasped, as she looked up at me through the reflection in the mirror, “Oh fuck me, Jack! Fuck m…”

Cal forced his cock back into her mouth, cutting her off. Cal began fucking her mouth, holding her head in his hands, thrusting in and out. All we heard from Ava for the next few minutes was muffled moans and whimpers, slurping and slobbering, and occasionally gagging sounds.

I slapped her ass now and again, just a little harder than I usually did, as I continued to fuck her. A muffled whimper was all I heard every time I slapped her ass.

“What would your husband think if he could see you right now, huh?” I sneered as I pumped away inside her.

“Yeah, fuckin’ little cheating slut,” Cal snorted.

This was what Ava had requested from me. She wanted to be spit-roasted by the two of us, whilst we treated her rather roughly and called her every dirty name under the sun.

“Oh, I fucking love it!” Ava cried, as Cal finally let her up for air again, as he beat his meat across her face, “You know this is every woman’s fantasy – getting fucked by two young gorgeous studs with big thick cocks. Every woman has fantasised about it at some point.”

Cal pushed his ball sack up to Ava’s mouth, his cock resting across her nose and forehead.

“Suck on them balls, slut,” Cal told her.

Ava happily did what she was told. The positioning of the double mirrors was good for me too, as it meant I too could see exactly what Ava was up to down the other end. She looked amazing in just her stockings, high heels, and choker, with a huge thick black cock across her face.

“Oh, boys! I’m the filling in a black-and-white cock sandwich,” Ava mumbled in between mouthfuls of Cal’s balls, “Oh yeah, fill me up.”

Cal immediately pushed his cock back into Ava’s mouth, holding her head in his hands and forcing her to suck him. I continued pounding away at her pussy, gripping her hips tightly. I knew it meant Ava would feel like she couldn’t move or resist us, as I held her from behind, and Cal did the same in front.

I knew this was what Ava wanted, to feel like she had no control. To feel like two young bad boys were using her body for their own pleasure.

It seemed to be working, as Ava was clearly very much enjoying herself. Her muffled moans and groans were getting louder. She was wet as fuck, and loving every thrust, every stroke of my thick young cock.

I increased the speed of my thrusting, sensing Ava was getting close. Cal grinned at me, he could sense it too. He kept her head tightly gripped in his hands, as did I with her hips. He began pumping his cock in and out of her mouth faster, as I fucked her more urgently too.

It wasn’t long before Ava’s muffled moans turned to muffled screams, as she finally climaxed for the second time.

Cal kept his cock in her mouth for a moment longer, as she looked up at him, begging with her eyes for a break.

“Damn, this slut loves cock,” Cal grinned, “Damn if she don’t.”

“She sure does,” I replied, slapping her ass, “If only her husband knew just how much cock she gets through when she’s away.”

Cal finally pulled out of Ava’s mouth, as I pulled out of her pussy.

“Oh Jack, I fucking love your cock!” Ava panted, looking over her shoulder at me, then turning back to Cal, “I need more.”

“Of course you do,” Cal grinned.

“Cal, for the rest of the afternoon, your cock’s home is in my mouth or in my pussy,” Ava explained, smirking, stroking his dick, “It can only be removed from one as long as it is immediately inserted into the other. We need to keep your cock nice and wet and warm.”

Ava giggled, as Cal moved to stand behind her, and I moved around to stand in front.

“Hello baby…” Ava began, as she looked up at me, but I interrupted her by pushing my thick cock still wet from her orgasm into her mouth.

“You talk too much,” I told her as I held her head in my hands and began thrusting back and forth between her luscious full lips.

“Don’t she though?” Cal agreed as she pushed his cock into her wet and waiting pussy.

Ava was soon once again enjoying the sensation of two young hung men thrusting in and out of her from both ends. Cal pounded away at her pussy, whilst I fairly roughly fucked her mouth. She slurped and slobbered as my thick cock slid back and forth between her lips. Saliva ran from her lips, down her chin, and dripped onto the bedsheet.

I shifted position, keeping one hand tightly controlling her head, whilst my other hand groped her huge tits swinging back and forth beneath her.

“I told you I’d found us a nice busty little tart, didn’t I?” I said to Cal, grinning, as I continued to firmly hold Ava’s head and fuck her mouth.

“Yeah, mate. Fuckin’ lovely little whore,” Cal panted, as he gripped her hips tightly, and pumped away inside her.

All of this talk, and calling Ava dirty names was just for show of course. It was what Ava had wanted from us. From the sound of her muffled moans and wails, it certainly seemed to be having the desired effect. She was loving being treated like this.

“Fucking lovely tits and ass,” I told her, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth, making her gag.

“If only her husband knew what a total fucking slutty little whore his wife really is!” Cal chuckled

I finally let Ava up for air.

“Oh fuck!” Ava gasped, as I began slapping the head of my dick all over her face.

Ava looked up at me. The best way to describe her expression was ‘cockstruck’. She was in ecstasy.

“Oh Cal, I fucking love that big black cock!” Ava cried out, “Oh don’t stop! Fuck me like a dirty hooker! Don’t fucking stop!”

I continued slapping my cock over Ava’s face. I didn’t put my dick back in her mouth yet, wanting to hear her moaning and whimpering as Cal fucked her. It seemed she was getting pretty close.

“Hmmm, oh fuck!” Ava screamed as she finally climaxed.

I then immediately pushed my cock back between her lips and began making her suck me once more, as Cal continued to hump away at the other end.

This is what Ava wanted. She had told me she wanted to be fucked ‘mercilessly and endlessly’. I was trying to make sure she got exactly wanted, that she got her money’s worth. I was also very much enjoying myself.

For the next thirty minutes or so Cal and I fucked Ava ‘mercilessly’, as requested. We swapped around from her mouth to her pussy, and back again. She adored every second of it. She seemed to love being the centre of attention of her two young, hung lovers, and all the dirty names we called her as we fucked her.

“She’s such a fuckin’ nympho whore,” Cal said as he returned to fucking Ava’s pussy once again.

“Yeah, Ava here is the very definition of the village bike,” I replied, smiling down at her, “Everyone’s had a ride. And everyone fucking loved it!”

At that, Ava gave out a very long groan, muffled of course by my cock back in her mouth once again. I noticed a single tear run from the side of her left eye down her face, running her mascara. She had climaxed once again. I decided to let her up for air and let go of her head, thinking she might be done.

“Oh fuck!” Ava whimpered, her face falling to the bed, her running mascara staining the crisp white sheets.

She was panting and looked exhausted.

“Are you okay, Ava?” I asked.

“Oh yeah,” she nodded, looking up at me, managing a smile, “Oh, thank you boys. But I think I’m done. I can’t take anymore.”

Ava giggled, still panting, trying to catch her breath. Cal pulled out and put a concerned hand on her shoulder. Ava swung her legs out onto the floor, and we held her hands to steady her as she stood up. She kissed me, and then Cal.

“Oh, thank you, boys,” she told us, kissing us both again, “Thank you so much. That was without doubt the best fuck I ever had.”

“Yeah? You liked it?” Cal asked, kissing her back, as we both began groping her tits and ass.

“Fuck yeah! I just adored the feeling of the two of you inside me at the same time,” Ava panted, getting her breath back now, “And I loved two men using my body for their own pleasure. It just heightened my own, you know?”

“Is that right?” I asked, nibbling on her ear.

“Oh yeah, and I loved being called a fucking whore and all that stuff?” Ava continued, grinning, “It made me so wet!”

“Yeah, we noticed,” I chuckled, as Ava and Cal joined in, “So you had a good time?”

“Oh yes baby,” Ava grinned, kissing me, “You boys made me come so many fucking times. I can’t even remember how many! I lost count.”

Ava giggled, and her hands moved to grip two thick, hard, aching young cocks.

“Now, one final request,” Ava whispered, as she slowly sunk to her knees between us, grinning up at the both of us.

“What’s that?” Cal asked.

“Come all over me, silly,” Ava giggled.

Cal stood to Ava’s left, and I on her right. She noisily sucked on Cal’s thick black cock, before switching to sucking my thick white cock. Back and forth she went, giving us both her best noisy, sloppy blowjob.

Ava had a huge smile on her face. Her eyes sparkled, just like her choker and matching earrings did. Her pussy had been well and truly fucked, and she was entertaining two handsome, young hung studs. She was in heaven.

I noticed her eyes darted to the mirror in front of us from time to time. She was checking out how she looked sucking off two hung young studs, and obviously liked what she saw.

She continued to expertly suck us. Her thumbs ran across our balls as she blew us. Her other hand expertly jerked the other guy whilst she sucked. She quickly switched back and forth and gave loads of eye contact to whichever guy she was sucking at the time.

I could tell I wouldn’t last much longer. The only question was would I last longer than Cal, who also seemed to be getting close. He began panting and moaning. Ava could tell her efforts were about to reap their rewards.

“All over my face and tits boys,” she instructed, “Understand?”

This lady knew exactly what she wanted. We both nodded, as Ava sucked and slobbered over my cock before returning to Cal once again. He was very close now, moaning louder.

“Oh fuck, yeah,” Cal groaned.

Ava immediately pulled Cal’s thick black cock from her mouth and began slapping it across her face.

“That’s it darlin’, empty those aching balls all over me,” Ava purred, grinning up at Cal.

Cal moaned again, grabbed his cock, and managed to stroke it just twice before he erupted. The first shot of spunk hit Ava’s left cheek hard enough that I actually heard a ‘splat’ sound. Shots two and three hit her nose and forehead.

Ava giggled as Cal’s fourth and fifth stream of sperm landed on her neck and tits. Cal gave out the longest groan as Ava took the head of his cock in her mouth, sucking out the last few drops.

“Thank you, baby,” she said, looking up at Cal lovingly, a twinkle in her eye.

Ava then turned to me, grabbing my throbbing cock. The sight of Ava taking a facial from a big black cock had brought me almost to the edge.

“Come on then, Jack. Gimme what I’ve paid for,” she teased, “I want to see myself drenched in cum!”

Ava began expertly sucking me once again, but this volcano was closer to eruption than perhaps she thought. After just a few seconds I began to pull out. She looked up at me, her mouth opening up.

Before she could speak, my floodgates finally opened. My first spurt of spunk shot straight into her mouth, the second hit her lips and chin. Ava grinned up at me, as I remembered what she really wanted, and aimed spurts three and four at her face. They splashed across her right cheek, nose and forehead.

I attempted to aim my last remaining spunk at her tits and managed to land most of it there, with some landing on the carpeted floor.

“Oh, good boy,” Ava grinned.

She then sucked out the last few drops I had left, then turned to look at her own reflection in the mirror. She opened her mouth and let the spunk I had shot in there dribble out across her lips, down her chin, and drip onto her boobs. She rubbed the deposits from both Cal and I into her tits as she enjoyed the view.

“Oh yeah. I look like such a fuckin’ whore!” Ava exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

She stared at herself like this for a while, enjoying the moment. Cal and I said nothing, not wanting to spoil it. Finally, she looked up at us, grabbing our still throbbing cocks in each hand, and turning back to look at herself in the mirror.

“Yep, I’m definitely a fucking big-dick whore,” Ava giggled to herself, then looking up at Cal and I, “You know this is so many women’s fantasy. I’m so lucky to have gotten to do this. Thank you, boys.”

Ava then blew Cal and me a kiss from her spunk-covered lips. We then helped her up to her feet, and she headed toward the bathroom.

“I’m gonna go get cleaned up,” Ava said, then turned toward us grinning, “I may be some time!”

I heard her laugh as the bathroom door closed. Cal and I looked at each other for a moment, then grinned madly. Cal collapsed back on the bed.

“Dude, that was incredible!” Cal gasped, massaging his face in his hands.

“Yeah it was great,” I agreed, sitting on the side of the bed.

“She’s amazing, isn’t she?” Cal grinned, “I mean, what a woman!”

“I told you she was fun,” I replied, smiling.

I quickly went and grabbed my boxer shorts from the lounge and put them back on, and Cal followed suit. Now that the sex was over, it suddenly seemed weird again that we were two grown men with our cocks out.

We sat back on the sofa and chatted about what had just happened, waiting for Ava to finish in the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes passed, and Ava finally reappeared. She had showered and dressed. She had also redone her hair and make-up. She looked amazing.

“There’s my boys!” Ava grinned and came over to embrace us both.

She kissed me, and then Cal. Her hands slipped into our shorts for another grope of both our cocks.

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist!” Ava giggled, kissing us both again.

“Don’t apologise,” I joked, as Cal chuckled.

“Mmm, I could happily get back on my knees and suck you both off again,” Ava said, grinning, “But I really do have to go. Thank you so much, boys. It was wonderful.”

Ava turned to me and pulled an envelope from her handbag, handing it to me.

“I think we overran just a little, so I’ve paid you both for three hours,” Ava smiled, kissing me again.

She then turned to Cal, handing him another envelope.

“And I’ve left you both a big tip too,” Ava told us, smiling.

“Oh, thank you so much,” Cal beamed.

“Well Cal, it was so nice to meet you, honey,” Ava smirked, her hands finding their way back into his shorts for a final feel, “And don’t worry, that girlfriend of yours will never find out I’ve been enjoying your gorgeous big black dick all afternoon. Take care, baby.”

She then gave him a long, wet snog before finally letting go of his cock and turning back to me.

“Jack, will you walk me out?” Ava asked, taking my arm, and leading me toward the door. She turned briefly to blow Cal a final kiss.

I opened the door for her, but she closed it again, perhaps not wanting to be seen saying our goodbyes by anyone passing by in the corridor outside.

“Jack, thank you so much honey,” Ava whispered in my ear, as her hands reached into my shorts to grip my cock, “This was so great.”

“Oh, you’re very welcome Ava,” I replied, as she kissed me.

Ava’s eyes darted to Cal to check he wasn’t watching and then slipped me another envelope.

“That’s what we agreed on for you arranging all this,” Ava grinned, still whispering, “Thank you so much, Jack. I had the time of my life. I hope you boys enjoyed yourselves too.”

“Oh god, yes. It was amazing,” I told her, kissing her back.

“Okay, good. But don’t worry, you’re still my favourite,” Ava replied, kissing me one final time, “I’ll see you again when I’m back in London next month. Just me and you, okay sweetie?”

I nodded, grinning, as she finally let go of my cock.

“Bye honey, take care,” Ava grinned and disappeared out into the corridor.

I closed the door behind her and headed back to the lounge area. I kept my two envelopes from Ava tight in my hand so it hopefully to Cal it looked like just one. I grabbed my clothes and headed to the bathroom.

“I’m gonna take a shower,” I told Cal.

“You know she’s given me three thousand quid!” Cal beamed, counting his money.

“Not bad for a few hours work, is it?” I replied as I closed the bathroom door.

“Work? That wasn’t no work, bruv!” I heard Cal say, chuckling to himself.

I opened the first envelope from Ava. Indeed Cal was right. Ava had paid me for three hours ‘work’, as we had, just barely, gone over the two-hour agreed appointment. At five hundred an hour, that made fifteen hundred pounds.

On top of that, Ava had given me a fifteen hundred pound tip. It was extremely generous of her and perhaps was meant to show just how much she had enjoyed herself.

I then opened the second envelope. It took a while to count it. It was the five thousand pounds Ava had originally offered me to arrange all of this for her.

I was stunned. I was gonna be walking home with eight thousand quid in my pocket. All for having the time of my life teaming up with Cal to fuck a gorgeous, sexy, American married busty MILF.

I was certainly enjoying life and this new line of work, and seemed to be moving up in the world with it. But my next new client would be another game-changer…

TO BE CONTINUED.