Maria and I were in the shower again, and as we soaped each other up, I had a sudden idea. I wasn’t sure how she’d react, so I asked her to get down on her knees in front of me. Her back was to the water spray, and she was looking at my hanging cock….
Weeks blurred into a rhythmic cycle, each day a flurry of anonymous encounters, yet never truly overwhelming. My average clientele hovered between ten and fifteen men daily, with predictable surges during the lunch hour and another wave just after five, as they sought a swift release before returning to their step-wives. I’d grown accustomed to…
The global pandemic had truly upended everything, particularly for my generation. Turning eighteen should have marked a thrilling new chapter of freedom and late-night adventures with friends. Instead, it delivered enforced isolation, a suffocating quiet, and the gnawing frustration of missed experiences. To compound my woes, I’d lost my part-time job, yet the monthly payments…