As Sarah made her way back to her apartment, she held on to the rich director’s business card like her life depended on it. It was essentially her golden ticket. She just had kinky sex with a famous director with a foot fetish and had been given the chance of a lifetime. The chance to become a high end escort catering to the rich and famous.
She couldn’t sleep that night. She just sat in bed staring at his business card. Her phone rang off the hook with her regular customers looking to book appointments, wondering where Sarah was. But she couldn’t be bothered with such trivial things right now. Even though she made hundreds of dollars an hour from her regular crowd, there were far more important things at stake now.
Not wanting to seem too needy or desperate, Sarah waited 3 days until she finally called his number. Not surprisingly, he never answered the phone himself. A male with a deep voice answered and said “Hello. Did you receive one of his special cards?”
“Yes.” She replied. “One minute then.” The deep voice said. 30 seconds later her returned and gave her an address. She knew where it was. The rich area on the outskirts of Los Angeles. She had so many questions to ask, but before she could get two words out, the man hung up.
“What did this mean?” she thought to herself. Was she just supposed to show up there? What time? What should she wear? She was so confused, and now even more anxious than she was before. After much thought, she decided she was going to take an Uber there and just see what happens.
She spent hours getting herself ready. Manicure and pedicure. Hair styled. New stockings and sexy underwear. Expensive perfume and clothes. And finally an organic coffee enema to make sure her asshole was primed and ready to service her new found clients. She went the full nine yards to make sure she looked her best. When her driver pulled up to the address, she could see rows upon rows of exotic looking cars. The type of cars she had only seen before on TV and in magazines, with names so long she couldn’t even pronounce them.
She approached the front door and could see the security cameras following her every move. Outside the door stood a security guard. A giant of a man with a massive revolver slung under his left arm. “Do you have a card?” He asked. She handed him the card the famous director had given her. “Right this way” he said as he motioned her inside the house.
The pulsating dance music was almost deafening once she was inside. Her jaw immediately hit the floor as her eyes panned across the spacious room. It was a literal who’s who of the rich and famous. She was in utter amazement. And surrounding all these rich and famous people where sexy women in all states of undress. Some of them were on their knees sucking cock. Others were bent over tables getting fucked in the ass. She could have swore she even seen a former president on the floor in a 69 position, eating pussy like there was no tomorrow.
Across the room she seen him, the famous director that had made this all possible for her. He waved for her to come over, as he took another woman’s toes out of his mouth. “I’ve been waiting for you.” He said, as he grabbed her by the pussy.
Sarah was speechless, but she knew she had finally made her dreams come true. All her hard work had finally paid off. As he guided her across the room he whispered, “I told these guys about your footjobs. They are going to love you.”
He brought her into a room with a group of actors she recognized from his latest blockbuster movie. One of them began rubbing his cock through his skin-tight jeans as he shouted with glee “Is this the one you’ve been telling us about?”
“Yes” he replied. He gave Sarah a kiss on the cheek and said “Go to work.”
Sarah knew what to do. She lied down on her back and took off her shoes and stockings. The famous actors formed a line in front of her, all of them dropping their trousers exposing their hard, throbbing cocks. One by one they took turns with her feet. Some of them would fuck her soles for a while, then shove their cocks in her wet pussy to finish themselves off. She was full of celebrity cum and she couldn’t believe what was happening to her. It was so surreal. These were people she had grown up watching in movies and on TV for years. Now her pussy was overflowing with their jizz. You can see group sex videos like this at prostitutemovies.com.
She kept them busy for almost an hour with her soft soles and wet pussy. She hadn’t noticed, but as each man left, they were leaving something in a bowl at the entrance to the room. When the last remaining man had expelled his last drop of cum and left the room, the director came back in. “Great job honey.” He said. “I knew you wouldn’t disappoint.”
He grabbed the bowl and handed it to Sarah. It was full of cheques and cash. One of them had even left a prepaid credit card. She was so happy she couldn’t contain herself. She burst into tears of joy. There had to be over one hundred thousand dollars in there!
“So, same time next week?” the director asked. “Oh, I wouldn’t miss it for the world!” Sarah replied. Her dream was complete. She had come from the trailer park, sucked dirty truck stop cock to make her way to Los Angeles, and sucked even more cock until luck finally turned her way. She was now a high end escort to the stars. And she couldn’t be happier.
