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It was a beautiful night. I decided to have a drink at an out door pub and then take a stroll through town, window shopping, unwinding from the week and checking out the eye candy out on a Friday night.
I happened passed a swanky restaurant just as a limo was pulling up. The door opened and the most spectacular male specimen I have ever seen emerged. He exuded masculinity. I could smell the musk of his sexuality and my body involuntarily responded instantly.
I could feel the moistness building between my legs, my nipples became rigid. Our eyes met ant the electricity was undeniable.
For just an instant I thought I might have a chance, but just as quickly I realized that we were worlds apart. He was obviously of money and means and I was just a phone sex operator,  a cum slut phone sex whore out for a walk.
We passed like ships in the night and even though all my senses were alive with desire I put it out of my mind,
I hadn’t walked a half a block when the limo pulled up next to the sidewalk and the driver got out approaching me.
“Excuse me miss” he said as he came closer”Master Charles is having a dinner party tomorrow evening and would like to request your company for the affair”
I was more then shocked. “You must have the wrong person” I said politely.
“No Miss, I am certain that you are the young lady with the eyes of a temptress that Master pointed out before his dinner engagement this evening. It is a formal affair and should you accept his invitation, I have been instructed to take you shopping for proper attire. The Master said to spare no expense and to see you had anything you desire in preparation for tomorrow’s event. Additionally I am to obtain the address for a location that I may retrieve you at 6pm tomorrow evening and provide transportation to and from the event.”
I couldn’t believe my good fortune. I was in the right place at the right time for sure. I was sure that he was some rich play boy just looking for a whore for the night, but I sure didn’t care. The way he looked at me just in that brief moment on the street made my skin crawl, my pussy wet and made me want to give myself to him completely, no matter what he might want.
Ever heard that saying, “Be careful what you wish for?”
Yeah well little did I know.
I got in the limo and allowed the driver, who I found out later is named Bob, to drive me shopping.
We went to a place that I would never dream of going because I can’t afford it and I bought the sexiest black dress I could find with matching shoes and a cute little clutch. He took me home so that he had the address for the next night.
I couldn’t sleep for thinking about the evening to come. I fucked myself deep into the night thinking about what it would be like to be with him.
Finally the time came and the limo pulled up. When we arrived at his home I was in awe. It was a sprawling horse ranch nestled in the mountains.
I was greeted at the door by a butler with champagne. I felt so out of my element and then there he was.
He took me by the elbow and led me outside. He wanted to show me the grounds.
We entered the barn and he showed me all his prized stallions. At the end of the stalls was a huge clear egg shaped thing that looked almost like a bed. With a hole at the base and what appeared to be a reservoir underneath,
This, he explained was why he invited me. It was his invention. A bed I could lay in with out fear of injury. I would lie in it and one of his beautiful, majestic stallions would mount it. The hole would allow him access, and yet I would have control. Ultimately I would be covered in his seed, floating in it, basking in it. Penetration was my choice.
He would pay me handsomely for this. One hundred thousand dollars and of course I was welcome to enjoy the evening and all his estate had to offer.
Of course I took him up on his offer. A cum slut never turns down cum.
It was a fantastic evening.

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