Just One more Time? | Addicted to a Whore

This is a blogpost which I can not post on Jessica’s SLA Media blog. You will read later on why.

Should you tell your girlfriend, that you see a certain prostitute? For sex that is. Regularly.

It doesn’t sound a like a good idea, if you ask me. But let’s start from the beginning. This is what happened.

I got a regular. He booked me at least once per week and was really crazy about sex with me. I knew he g´had a girlfriend too, but hey, thats none of my business and I think it’s kinda hot anyway to be his side-girl for sex.

Yes, I am that sort of bitch.

He even had two identical skyboxes at the time. One for the girlfriend and one for sex with whores. Just to make sure she doesn’t enter by accident in a compromising situation.

Then he made that one mistake.

He showed his girlfriend my blog. On there was a long story about how we met and about several sex encounters with me. Encounters he paid me for.

Spoiler: She was not amused.

Despite of that, he booked me again. This turned me on even more. This turned into a very hot and passionate session. I even did climax on this

A few days later I met him again. He asked me for a favour. Nothing sexual at first. He was looking at some properties. The idea is to get a place for them they can call their home in Second Life.

He wanted advise about prices, locations and to show me some places he found. He wanted my opinion about those places.

Yes, I know.

Sounds weird to go house hunting with the escort girl he is fucking next to his girlfriend. Trust me doing it is equally weird.

The places he showed me where pretty upscale. Good locations, luxury residential areas, around 8.000 L$ rent per month. Not bad.

At the second property I jokingly said: “Hey, don’t spend all your budget or you can’t afford your favorite whore anymore.”

“I need to talk to you about this anyway.” He said.

“I can’t see you for that anymore. I made a pact with my girlfriend last night, that we don’t have sex with others anymore unless it’s something we are both involved in.”

Ok, that didn’t come much as a surprise. Had to happen eventually.

He offered to pay me as an real estate consultant instead. Fair enough.

We kept jumping around different properties, including some parcels at blake sea. A well known sailing area. The reason being is that she apparently likes code style houses and at blake there are some regions themed like that.

I know he was drinking whilst travelling around Second Life with me.

He was a bit tipsy already, when we went back to the first property and sat down on the terrace.

“You look so damn sexy, Jess.”

“Would it count as sex if I was just licking you out and you make me cum with your expert tongue?”

I laughed and said:

“It is called oral sex, and yes that does actually count, especially when I do it!”.

“Just one more time Jess Babe, I want you just one more time and then we leave it.”

I agreed. Of Course.

Tped to the SLA Media apartment, where I received him in sexy underwear in the kitchen and without hesitation started to work his cock.

Just One More Time | Sex on The Kitchen Table.

My last 1.500 L$ from this customer?

Maybe.

One Week Later | Home Sweet Home

Those of you who know me a little probably guessed it: The story didn’t really end there.

He found a property. A little house, fully furnished, located on the central lake of the Nautilus continent. Very pretty and affordable.

He invited me over to have a look at it.

I came dressed in my new black mini dress. Sexy but not too provocative. I knew this was a bit dangerous grounds as his girlfriend could actually walk into the house any given time. They share the place.

He showed me around the house. He didn’t seem to be much concerned about getting caught with me visiting him again.

The last room the tour took me to was the bathroom, equipped with an “it’s not mine” shower.

Nice.

Without inhibitions I undressed and stepped into the shower. Smiling cheekily. He didn’t hesitate and followed me suit.

“Hey, what if your girlfriend walks in and sees us naked in your shower?” I asked giggling a bit.

He didn’t respond to that. Instead he started touching me, caressing my skin, my ass, my boobs, finallly kissing me.

Me:“And what happened to just one more time?”

Him: “ I haven’t seen her since more than three days, she probably dumped me.”

I doubted that very much. It is totally normal that somebody does not log into SL for a couple of days. People do have a real life.

He insisted, became very persistent. I saw his cock growing whilst he was touching me. He wanted me again. Obviously.

“Come let’s go to the bedroom”, I whispered in his ear.

We didn’t, instead he took me to the living room and pulled me on this rug right in the middle of the room.

The front of the room was a glass front, the lights were on and it was night outside. If she would come to the house all of the sudden, she would see us from a distance already. no way to escape on time.

This was exciting. My regular readers know that sex with guys with partners always turned me on. Even better: In their house, on their floor, on their rug and presented on a silver plate.

Shameless, inhibited and determined I started sucking and wanking him eagerly, feeling his cock getting harder and harder in my hand and mouth.

Finally he took me right there and then, fucking the daylight out of me until he finally did cum in me hard.

Paid me afterwards as usual. I am sure this wasn’t a case of just one more time either.

Here is how it went:

One Week Later | The Quickie

“She is out for about 10 minutes, doing something in the kitchen in real.”
He said in IM, after me teasing him a little.

This weekend he would have not been able to see me again, because his girlfriend was online and apparently they were spending some time together.

Until that moment.

I was laying on my favorite bed at Caroline’s penthouse. Naked. Just chatting away with him. Was funny that he was cuddling with his partner and at the same time chatting with his favorite whore.

Exactly my sense of humor.

“Can you cum in less than 10 minutes?” I saw myself typing and thought: “You are such a bitch Jess.”

Second Later he stood in the room. Immediately opened his pants, released his already hard cock and joined me on the bed. he didn’t even bother to undress and took me straight away.

Very hot, I must say!

I did make him cum within these 10 minutes. He left quickly after that, just in time before his girlfriend logged in again.

1.000 L$ in less than 10 minutes.

Nice

One Week Later | The Glory Hole

In the meantime he invited me to use the moore in front of his house. Great! I live on a small sailing yacht now right in front of his home. Not sure how he explains this one to his girlfriend.

I was sitting on the deck the other day looking over the sea thinking about going sailing. But then I saw him from a distance – home alone – in his house.

Ok, time for a job, I thought and dressed myself in the lingerie he likes most.I knew he would not be able to resist, seeing me like this.

I walked up the stairs, opened the terrace door and sneaked into the house. I met him halfway to the kitchen.

“Oh you are here already, I was about to call you.”

I smiled.

He continued:

“But Jess, we can not meet here it is far too dangerous, she could walk in anytime. Why don’t we meet at a neutral place, maybe one of those locations you mentioned on your blog.”

He wanted me again. Obviously.

First he suggested the destination “Public Disgrace”. Hence I knew he was after something a bit dirty or raunchy today.

I suggested:

“Come lets do something different today I know a really naughty and dirty place where I can take care of your needs.”

So we did and a teleport later we were at “Balls to the Walls”. I wrote about that place in my second life sex destinations post. A very special glory hole place.

In the back of that place is a bathroom. A very special bathroom. I enter one of the toilet cabins and sat down and invited him to go into the one next to me.

He understood what was this all about. Open his pants, taking his already hard cock out and sticked it through that hole between the cabins.

I took very well care of him, with my hand, my mouth and finally having him fuck me through that hole. Just using my pussy, nothing else.

“Jess, this is so hot. I will cum in you fast today.”

He did. And paid me well again.

One Week Later | Getting Fucked Bound on a Cruz

This time he showed me a new place. A BDSM style place. All furniture at this location is (Restrained Life Viewer (RLV) enabled. This is not really my cup of tea, normally.

But hey, he who pays calls the shots.

He forced me to that crus in one of the rooms. Yes, you can do that when the victim has RLV enabled too.

I was hanging there bound and helpless, unable to move or use a menu. He could do whatever he wanted to do, and so he did. He used me until he finally did cum in me.

He obviously did enjoy this very much.
So did I, when I collected another 1.500 L$.

The Very Next Day | Playing With Fire

I did not expect him to see again me today. My plan was giving Cafe CumCum yet another try. Those who read my stories know I did an internship there once.

The deal is, during my shift I have to be available to all guest. For sex that is. Obviously hoping to get tips after satisfying their desires.

It does not always work that way. There are many guests who just come for a free fuck. That’s ok. At least I have a chance to meet guys who might become regulars later on.

I did put on my waitress uniform and stood on the counter waiting for clients to show up. Guess who showed up. Btw, the waitresses are not allowed to wear panties during tehir shift at Cafe CumCum. Just in case somebody needs a real quick fuck.

Guess who showed up. Yep!

“Jess, I would love to have you again, but my Jess budget is all spend already.”
Interesting though, he puts a budget aside to fuck me once a week. That pretty much finishes the “just one more time” thing, doesn’t it.

However.

He wanted to take me to his place. That really intrigued me. The very high risk that his girlfriend walks in and catches us was very arousing.

Did I mention I am that sort of bitch?

“We normally don’t do home delivery at Cafe CumCum and you said you are out of budget anyway.”

He answered:

“Come on you can do one free fuck for me at my home. If I wanted you now here and now at Cafe CumCum you would have to do that anyway. I am going home now, let me know if you are in for it.”

I was in for it.

The thought of fucking him in their bed and anytime could get caught was so hot.

I teleported into his home.

He walked me straight to his bedroom, showing me the picture of his girlfriend at the wall. A very pretty girl indeed.

Something weird happen then. A stranger walked into the house. Obviously got lost wandering around. We did chat a little with him.

Actually he was a good looking guy. I gave him my card and told him, that I am a sex worker before he wandered off again.

He asked about my rates. I am sure I will see him again.

Finally we were alone. Me all excited about this naughty plan of a high risk fuck. I didn’t hesitate to undress, laying on their bed. He didn’t waste time either, undressed and joined me for a really hot fuck.

In order to spice things up a little, I used a sex voice hud just before I climaxed (Yes, I did this time). Anyone entering the parcel (i.e. his girlfriend) would hear me moan like crazy.

Judge yourself:

One Week Later | Becoming a Naughty Routine

It’s getting a weekly sex date. Maybe I should upgrade him some kind of flatrate. Something like 10.000 L$ monthly upfront and he can fuck as often as he want. What do you think?

By the time he got himself a Linden Home in addition to his home on the Nautilus continent.

What for?

He acquired a slave girl. The home is to have a place with her. There she can please him without the risk of getting caught by his girlfriend.

Does it mean he won’t need my services anymore, owning a willing girl who lives to please? Not at all. This week we went to Caroline’s penthouse.

He was indeed horny again and went straight to business.