Lucy knew the moment she saw the encrypted message that tonight would be different. The sender didn’t need to say much — just a time, a location, and the words:
“You’re booked. Bring nothing but heels and clean sheets.”
The address was familiar — the penthouse suite of a private luxury hotel in South Kensington, a discreet haven for London’s rich and reckless. Something she learned many years ago the best London escorts are always punctual. She arrived at 9:45 p.m., her black trench coat clinging to her curves. Underneath, her body was bare. Not even panties.
Security opened the private lift, no questions asked.
The doors parted onto a room soaked in moody lighting and expensive sin. Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, sipping neat whiskey and wearing nothing but arrogance, were the men:
All four had booked her before — individually. Fucked her on her own and with other girls as duo escorts in a threesome in lavish dressing rooms and private trailers. But tonight, they wanted her together for the ultimate moresome. And Lucy? She was already wet at the thought.
“Strip,” Reece said, voice smooth as bassline.
Lucy untied her belt slowly, theatrically. Her coat slid off, revealing her naked body — supple, toned, glowing under the low light. Her nipples were hard, her thighs slightly parted, already on display like art at a private auction.
“Well,” Darren grinned, “I think it’s time we gave our girl a proper welcome.”
Matteo approached first, brushing his fingers along her jaw before kissing her deeply. Behind her, Callum’s hands were already on her hips, kneading her bare ass as he pressed his thick cock against her back. Reece watched, stroking himself slowly, his tattoos dancing under the light.
Lucy was spun around, lifted onto the glass dining table like a prized feast. Matteo knelt between her legs without a word, tongue diving into her pussy with obscene hunger. His mouth moved with the skill of a man who lived for worship. She gasped as he alternated between slow, sensual licks and rapid flicks across her clit.
Reece stood beside her head. “Open your mouth, babe.”
The perfect submissive London escort she obeyed the command of her clients.
His cock slid between her lips, thick and veiny, and Lucy moaned as Matteo’s tongue and Reece’s shaft created a delicious overload of sensation.
Darren leaned over her, teasing her nipples with his tongue while Callum filmed the entire thing on his phone. “For private use,” he murmured, “unless you want to go viral.”
Lucy giggled around Reece’s cock, then choked slightly as he gripped her hair and thrust deeper. She loved the intensity — the way she was their toy, their prize, their shared indulgence.
Then the real fucking began.
They positioned her doggy style on the couch, Darren gripping her throat from behind as he slammed into her soaked pussy. Her moans filled the room, raw and unfiltered. Reece kneeled in front of her, shoving his cock back into her throat as she gagged willingly, her eyes rolling with lust.
Callum came behind her, replacing Darren and fucking her with the kind of force that echoed off marble floors. Darren slapped her arse, watching it ripple, then bent down to whisper, “You’re taking us so well, baby. But I want to feel that throat again.”
They rotated, switching positions like a perfectly choreographed symphony of lust. Matteo lifted her onto his lap, bouncing her on his cock while Reece fingered her ass from behind. She gasped — overwhelmed, overstimulated, and loving every filthy second.
“You horny escort slut do you want all of us at once?” Reece asked.
Lucy nodded, biting her lip. “I want you to use every hole.”
That was their cue.
Darren lay down on the bed. Lucy straddled him, his cock sliding inside her drenched pussy with ease. Matteo stood behind her and pressed into her tight ass, slowly, carefully — and then fully.
The stretch made her cry out, her head falling back in ecstasy she loved anal sex, she was now in heaven.
Reece moved to her mouth. Callum, not wanting to be left out, fed her fingers to suck. Her body was completely full — all three holes used, her pleasure devouring every moment.
They fucked her in rhythm. Deep, punishing strokes in her ass. Thrusts in her cunt that made the headboard slam against the wall. Her lips stretched around Reece’s shaft while her hands clawed at Matteo’s thighs.
She came the first time without warning — a long, guttural scream as her orgasm tore through her like lightning. But they didn’t stop.
They kept fucking her.
Again.
And again.
Until she was dizzy, hair wild, thighs quivering, mascara smudged from tears of pleasure.
When they finally let go, it was a torrent. One by one, they painted her body with their cum — across her tits, her mouth, her stomach, her ass. Callum jerked himself over her cheek. Darren shot into her mouth and she swallowed greedily. Matteo and Reece sprayed across her chest in synchrony.
She lay there, used and worshipped, dripping with the evidence of every man’s release.
No one spoke for a moment.
Then Lucy laughed — that deep, slutty laugh she reserved for nights like this.
“Next time,” she whispered, wiping cum from her lips, “I expect dinner first.”
Matteo grinned. “Next time, you’ll be the main course.”
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