I tell you these things while we are in bed. My hands are stimulating and teasing and loving your everywhere, on every little spot of your body. In the seconds am not talking my tongue is doing the same. It can go like this for example:

We meet Kane in a bar in Bratislava. He’s Afro-American. His skin color is this really dark, shiny kind of black. He’s very tall. Used to play American football in college. Majored in American literature. Not exactly a solid foundation to rake in the big bucks, but he is fabulously wealthy. He founded some fitness chain in his home state of Georgia. At first he ran one tiny gym in Augusta, his home town. When I say fabulously wealthy am thinking in the 500 million dollar range.

We start chatting because we heard he was from America. I know Georgia because of the American Civil War. There was a vital production center of gun powder in Augusta. It breaks the ice to surprise someone with some very obscure fact about that person’s home town. The three of us really hit it off.

It’s obvious from the start that he is blown away by your looks. At first he is apologetic about it. He turns to me for example and says: ‘My brother, I sincerely hope you will not take offense, but your lady here is absolutely stunning. That’s one fiiiiiiiiiine piece of brown sugar you got right here.’

‘She is’, I say. I smile at you and add: ‘Am glad someone else tells her, ‘cause when I say it she doesn’t want to believe it.’

Kane likes to cut to the chase. After giving you – and me in the process – a ton of compliments he puts one hand on my shoulder and one hand on your shoulder. His hands are so big they are bigger than yours.

‘Ok, listen y’all, am gonna say it. Name your price for one night. The two of you work it out. Am dead serious about this. I know am shocking the living day lights out of you guys, but think about it. Work it out amongst yourselves, y’all. Am gonna get us a refill and I will let you think about it. She and me. One night. Name your price.’

We both can’t believe what’s just happened. He sounded bloody serious.

Just to test what is really going on we agree to ask one million dollars. We’re sure he will pass on that anyway.

He’s back with our cocktails. Strawberry mules. Sweet. The alcohol hits you when it’s already too late.

‘One million dollars? For that price I want her for a month. All to myself.’

‘What do you want for half that money’, you ask.

‘500,000 bucks… Well, two weeks then. But you have to fly back with me to Augusta.’

‘No way’, you say.

‘What is the most you will do? How much time?’

‘This is an insaaane proposal. This goes completely against my morals.’

‘One night is too much?’

‘Ok, so just out of curiosity how much for like two hours? And am asking this strictly out of curiosity.’

‘Two hours? Hmm. That’s easy math. Two hours would cost something like 2,700 dollars. Which is about six times more than an escort gets in Bratislava for the entire night.’

‘2,700 is a total steal. It’s practically an insult. She’s not one of those escorts.’

‘Look, not gonna lie. I have wanted her bad from the moment you two walked in here. Gonna give you my best offer. But… No more haggling, no more bargaining, no more babbling. 250,000 dollars. That’s a shit ton of cash. For two hours of alone time with her. You’d be insane to turn that down.’

I look at you and you have that very specific twinkle in your eyes and your nose tilts slightly upwards when you want to do something, but are scared to allow yourself to do it.

‘Take the offer, babe. That’s an extra apartment in Bratislava right there.’ I snap my fingers. ‘For two hours. And we could be having a threesome with him for free right this minute.’

‘Won’t it be hard for you?’

‘The hardest two hours of my life.’

‘Then am not going to do it.’

‘No, no, no. That is not how we roll. I know you’ll make it as easy to cope with as possible. I know you are veeery tempted to say yes. Just go with it. You and I both encourage each other to spread our wings. As long as we always fly back to each other.’

‘I would go to you the second it’s over.’

‘I know you will.’

And you do.

It’s past midnight when you arrive.

Am already in bed. Listening to Nirvana songs on repeat and drunk. Trying to not think about what’s been happening. Focusing on extreme war scenes. Brutal stuff I know happened for real, so I would not picture you with Mr. Shiny Ebony. It only works for like 40 percent, but it takes the edge off.

I can already tell by the look on your face that you enjoyed it. More than I hoped you would, to be honest.

‘How much do you want to know?’

‘You don’t want to take a shower?’

‘I took a shower at the hotel.’

‘With him?’

‘No.’

‘Ok, let’s not waste time. What did you do?’

‘Everything…’

‘That hurts…’

‘You know I don’t lie.’

We are snuggling. Your head is on my chest. Am breathing in your scent to numb myself.

‘Was it big?’

‘Yes.’

‘How big?’

‘By far the biggest dick I have ever seen. Bordering on the monstrous. I struggled getting my mouth around it.’

‘You sucked him off?’

‘Yes… Am bad. Am a very bad girl. The worst one.’

‘That’s how it started? You started by sucking him off?’

‘Yes. Basically we went through the typical routine of a standard porn clip.’

‘Blowjob. Fuck pussy. Fuck asshole. Come on your face?’

‘Yes, except that he came four times…’

‘Did it hurt?’

‘Yes. At times very much. At other times it hurt, but in a very good way. But yeah, it hurt. It still hurts actually. It will hurt more tomorrow, I think.’

‘He stretched you all the way open?’

‘Yes. I thought he would rip something. With my butt I wasn’t sure if he was ever going to get it in.’

‘Did he put it all the way in.’

‘Yes. He was basically all the fucking way in me for the whole two hours. There. I said it. It’s terrible right? This must be destroying you inside. What the hell have I done?’

‘Did he lick you?’

‘No.’

‘No, really not. For that kind of money I think he wanted to use every second to focus on his pleasure.’

‘Did you have an orgasm?’

‘One. To my surprise when he was in my butt and really fucking me so fast I thought I was going to die.’

‘He made you cum just by fucking your ass?’

‘Yes. Very odd sensation, I must say. You can get me there too. Don’t worry about that.’

‘Is there something I should worry about?’

‘No. Except that a tiny tiny tiny part of me is wondering if I could make this into a career and become motherfucking rich.’

‘So he didn’t lick your pussy?’

‘No.’

‘Can I lick you?’

‘I thought you’d never ask. But please, don’t use too much pressure. I am really very sore. My pussy hurts. My ass as well.’

‘I will be very gentle.’

‘Can you describe it all again, please. While am licking you?’

‘You want me to? With all details about his super massive black dick destroying my pussy and my ass?’

‘Yes.’

‘That’s fucking hot. Why do you always turn me on so much? Nobody makes me as horny as you do. Nobody has that power.’

‘But you really enjoyed him fucking you tonight, didn’t you?’

‘I did, I did. I love seeing 250,000 dollars coming in on my bank account as well.’

‘You received it?’

‘Yes, he was true to his word, he sent half of the money before I arrived and half of it almost immediately afterwards.’

I start licking you. Even on my tongue I can feel how sore your pussy is.

‘So you want me to go into all the details again?’

‘Yes, please. Don’t skip anything.’

‘Not even the parts that could make you very jealous?’

‘Skip nothing.’

‘Lick me good then, lick me the best way only you can, cause this shit is making me crazy horny.’

‘I know. So start.’

You tell the whole experience from A to Z and I lick you for hours.

You come four times.

You sleep till way past noon the next day and I let you.

In reality we only pretend the whole thing happened the way it did, but all the kissing, caressing and licking is very real.

It makes you so horny you rub your dripping pussy all over my face with an unhinged abandon that’s quite something even for our standards.

I just fucking love giving you the kind of taboo pleasure every woman craves, but is – sadly – too afraid to ask for.

Seeing you happy, trance-like exhausted from vigorous satisfaction is the best feeling in the world.