The phone in my hand felt heavy, like it was made of lead. My heart raced as I dialed the number for the escort agency, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps. I had been thinking about this for weeks, months even. The idea of being used, of being dominated by a group of women, had consumed my every waking thought. And now, here I was, about to make my fantasy a reality.
"Hello, may I help you?" The voice on the other end of the line was sultry, seductive. It sent shivers down my spine.
"Yes," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'd like to request a... a special service."
The woman on the other end of the line laughed, a low, husky chuckle that made my pussy clench with desire. "Oh, you are a naughty one, aren't you? Tell me, what is it that you're looking for?"
I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the embarrassment that was about to come. "I want an all-girl gangbang," I blurted out, my face flushing with heat.
The woman on the other end of the line was silent for a moment, then she laughed again. "Well, aren't you a bold one. I think we can accommodate your request, but I have a few questions first."
She asked explicit questions, about my preferences, my limits. I answered honestly, my voice shaking with excitement. I told her about my love of oral sex, of the way I delighted in the taste of other women's arousal. I told her about my experience, about how I considered myself a "cunt connoisseur."
She was impressed, I could hear it in her voice. "I think you'll fit in just fine," she said. "But I have to warn you, the women will have you perform tasks throughout the day, some more public than others. Are you ready for that?"
I nodded, even though she couldn't see me. "Yes," I said, my voice stronger now. "I'm ready."
She gave me the address and the time, and I thanked her before hanging up. I couldn't believe it was really happening. I was actually going to go through with this.
I stripped off my clothes, my mind racing with dirty thoughts. I imagined the women who would be using my body, their hands and mouths on my skin. I touched myself, my fingers sliding easily over my wet pussy. I couldn't wait to feel their touch.
I showered, making sure every inch of my skin was clean and soft. I wanted to be the perfect plaything for the women. I dressed in a simple outfit, knowing it would be quickly removed once I met the women. I couldn't help but smile at the thought.
I left my home, my heart pounding with excitement. I was really doing this. I was going to be used and fucked by a group of women for 24 hours. I couldn't believe it.
I arrived at the address, my hands shaking as I knocked on the door. It opened, revealing a stunning woman with a confident smile. I felt my pussy clench with desire as I realized this was just the beginning. I was in for the ride of my life.
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