We all have our kinks, and one of mine - beside being a complete slut-bottom! - is that sometimes I think it's totally hot to be up for rent...

Normally my ass is up for grabs for free, of course, and I'm grateful for each and every cock and load I take, but sometimes I activate a profile I keep just for this purpose and sees if anybody wants to rent my ass. It doesn't happen often; perhaps once or twice a year, so it's not exactly as if the money makes any difference in the greater scheme of things - but it just turns me on to be a whore!

Last Friday I activated that profile again... Seeking customers of all ages, shapes and sizes, as long as they were tops!

I spent the afternoon getting ready - shaved and groomed in all the right places and so on - and by 6pm I had my first couple of interested clients. One was clearly just out for some hot messaging as wank material - fine by me; no chip off my shoulder for that, and it definitely got me in the mood for getting ploughed for money! The other, though, was genuinely interested, so at 8pm I was knocking on his door wearing sweatpants and a T-shirt as requested.

Load #1:

He was perhaps in his early-to-mid sixties, and perfectly decent looking. Like a well-kept sort of Daddy-type... I could go for a bit of that! He was fully dressed, and as soon as he had closed the door behind me he started feeling me up. Eventually a hand slid down the back of my sweatpants, and he let a finger slide down my smooth crack until he reached the tight little hole. I winced as he forced in dry and he seemed to like that... We stood like that for a bit, him fingering me dry and me trying to take it, but eventually he withdrew his hand, pulled me to the bedroom and asked me to get on hands and knees on the bed with my head towards the edge of the bed.

He unzipped and pulled his semi-hard cock out. It is always hard to tell how big a semi is going to get, but it already had a good thickness and instinctively I opened my mouth, ready to suck it. Instead, though, he pushed the finger that had been in my ass inside my mouth and told me to get it wet, and then another finger. I did my best to cover them with spit, my eyes turned up at him as he fingered my mouth...

"Did you bring poppers?", he asked - and when I nodded he told me to get myself doped up and ready, so I got the bottle out of my pocket and took a few deep hits and obeyed when he told me to pull my sweatpants down to my knees and stick my ass in the air. His two fingers forced their way up my ass while his cock slid into my open mouth. He clearly didn't want to get sucked, but fucked my mouth until he was completely hard, then he moved on to the bed behind me and rammed it in in one thrust, making me moan in part-pain, part-pleasure. A few more hits of poppers took care of the pain side of things and pretty soon I was enjoying this hard, deep fuck. His cock was perhaps 6-7" in its hard state, so he could easily go balls-deep in me, which is the way I prefer it anyway!

He didn't last very long, though; perhaps 5-10 minutes and then I could feel the rhythm getting faster and he started moaning until he finally stayed buried in my ass while he shot his load in me. I was still moaning from the fuck when he pulled out, threw a few notes on my back and told me to get out.

Load #2:

When I was back in my car I checked the app for messages, and I was in luck, because there was a guy who wanted a quick, anonymous fuck at a motorway rest stop that was not much of a detour on my way home, so we agreed to meet there. He would be waiting for me just inside the bushes by the picnic tables... By then it was beginning to darken so it would be quite discrete. Into the bushes I went, and I saw a figure a bit ahead and went up to him. He told me to follow him a bit further, and when we got to a fence he told me to drop my trousers and bend over, leaning on a fence post. He dropped his trousers as well, and in no time he was working his cock up my ass. Good thing I already had a load in me to lube it up!

He was completely hard from the beginning (but not huge; I'd say no more than 5-6 inches as a guestimate), and within minutes he dumped his load in me, pulled out and handed me the money - then he was gone. The whole thing can't have lasted more than 5 minutes!

Load #3 and 4:

I got back home, messaging a bit back and forth with a few men who either wanted to meet some other time or just were basic time wasters (again, I don't really mind time wasters if I am horny and have nothing better to do, so it's all good!), but I did at least arrange to be in touch with a couple of potentials on the Saturday to see if something should be arranged. There's a LOT of waiting involved in this sort thing...

Then suddenly there was a man who was very direct about when and what he was looking for - always a good sign. I think the thing that sealed the deal was that I was already loaded up, so I got his address and got on my way! He was a perfectly handsome man in his forties, so he could probably get laid for free any time he wanted - tops are always in short supply, right? - but like me he had a fetish for rent sex, so who was I to argue with that...

He had asked me to arrive in jeans and T-shirt with a jockstrap under my jeans, and to take a good hit of poppers before ringing his doorbell. Damn, my head was spinning with poppers and lust when I pressed that button! He had been quite explicit about wanting me to be a cock- and cum-hungry whore, so the second I was inside I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my jeans and T-shirt, begging him to fuck my wet, loaded hole! He didn't just take my word for it, but rammed two fingers inside me to feel if I was really as wet and ready as I claimed... And then he had me lick the fingers clean before pulling me into the sitting room, where he got naked and sat down on the couch with his legs spread in that way men do when they expect you to get on your knees and suck their cock...

So that's what I did, but he grabbed my hair and pulled my head off his cock and ordered me to sit down on it! Well, who needs foreplay anyway, right? So I sat on it... Oh, boy! It was a goood cock... Perfect! My wet hole swallowed his cock to the base in one go, and then I begged him to fuck me deep and hard. No such luck, though; he told me that since he was paying I'd have to do the work, so I started riding his cock...

He seemed to get off on talking dirty, because he kept calling me a whore and similar while telling me to work harder. I was bouncing up and down on his cock, trying desperately to clench my wet hole around his cock to do the best possible job servicing him... Every so often he'd order me to take more poppers, which only made it harder to ride him as my legs were getting weak in the knees, so eventually he ordered me face-down on the floor, sat down with a leg either side of me and started fucking me as hard as humanly possible! Imagine an 8" jackhammer in your ass... This seemed to work a LOT better for him, because pretty soon he was moaning and breathing harder - so I begged him to keep fucking me, fill me with his cock and give me his load!

And I got it, so when he got up I started getting up, too - but was firmly told to stay where I was and make sure not to leak a drop of his cum!

He told me he was dissatisfied that I hadn't managed to ride his cock until he came, so if I wanted my money I'd have to do better - and then he went to a small cabinet and got out a dildo that he handed to me and told me to fuck myself for him. Well, I was horny and my hole was wet and open, so why not? I started fucking myself with the dildo while he sat back on the couch and watched me. Another few big hits of poppers really got me going, and before I knew it I was fucking myself almost as hard as he had fucked me...

I could hear the slapping of him jerking off behind me to the show, and that turned me on even more and again I started begging him to fuck me, ramming the dildo in deep with every syllable... I had the feeling that's what he wanted me to say - and either way it was what I was feeling at the time! But only just before he came did he pull out the dildo and ram his cock inside me, unloading with the very first thrust. I began fucking myself on his cock, milking every last drop out of it as it began softening in me, and eventually he pulled out and began getting dressed. I got dressed, got paid and got on my way home...

And went to bed, quite pleased with my evening's "work"...

On the Saturday morning I was still wet - I love waking up with a wet hole! I might do it again soon - or just have a slutty evening for free. :-D