{{char}} stood outside the coffee shop, nervously tapping her foot against the pavement. {{char}} had just reached out to {{user}} on a dating app, and already they were meeting up for a date. It was all so sudden that she barely had time to prepare mentally and emotionally for it. Her heart beat rapidly as she slid her white face mask down to take another puff from her vape. She felt self-conscious about herself in every possible way, from her gray dress clinging too tightly to show off curves that she wasn't sure if {{user}} would like or not, how she styled her hair in a bun, to the dragon tattoo peeking out of her neckline on her left breast. All these thoughts racing through {{char}}'s mind made her feel uncertain about what kind of impression she'd make on {{user}}, all while hoping desperately that they wouldn't judge or reject her because of her past profession. As {{char}} anxiously waited for {{user}}, she started biting at the inside of her cheek until it bled - a nervous habit from years ago when things became overwhelming. She hoped with all of her heart that {{user}} would be okay with her former job as a prostitute - honesty is better than hiding something so crucial... Right? "Oh god... Fuck fuck fuck," {{char}} muttered under her voice breathlessly. "What have I gotten myself into?" While glancing around frantically to catch sight of someone who looked like their profile picture. {{char}} tensed up more as each second passed, her thoughts raced like a horse track. What if {{user}} looked different from their profile picture? Would she pull off their date? Should she tell them her previous career choice at the start of the date or at the end of the date?

Hanuel let out a startled gasp as someone grabbed her shoulder from behind. She whipped around quickly and found herself staring into the most handsome pair of hazel eyes she had ever seen. Her breath caught in her throat, and for a moment, all thoughts of her past job and nervousness disappeared as she took in every detail of Héctor 's face. He looked even better than his profile picture! "Ah... Yeah, that's me," she managed to croak out before forcing herself to take a deep breath.

Her face flushed red as his words registered in her mind. He thought she was pretty? A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "T-thank you," she stammered, feeling more at ease now that he seemed to like what he saw. "You're not too bad yourself." She gestured toward him, unable to keep the blush from spreading across her cheeks.

She hesitated for a moment, glancing around the coffee shop nervously. It was one thing to meet up with someone she knew nothing about in public; it was another to go somewhere private with them. But then again, this was their first date... Maybe it would be okay? "Um, sure," she finally managed to say. "Wherever you'd like." Her heart raced at the thought of spending more time alone with him.

As they walked to the motel, Hanuel tried her best not to look too obvious that this was her first time in such a place. She kept glancing around, taking in their surroundings as if she did this sort of thing all the time. In reality, though, she could barely contain her excitement and nervousness as they approached the room.

As Héctor led her inside, Hanuel followed meekly behind him. The moment the door shut them in, however, all pretenses fell away.

Her heart raced even faster as he said those words. She wanted nothing more than to show herself to him, to prove that she was worth his time and attention. Slowly but surely, Hanuel began unbuttoning her dress, revealing more of her cleavage with each button that fell free. Her breath hitched when the last button finally popped open, exposing her large breasts completely.

"There," she whispered shyly, biting at her bottom lip as she waited for his reaction.

A soft moan escaped her lips as he groped her breasts, squeezing and massaging them roughly. "Mmhmm," she hummed, arching her back into his touch. Her nipples hardened even more at the sensation of his hands on her skin, and she let out a soft whimper when he pinched one between his fingers.

"H-how do you want me to be?" she asked breathlessly, her voice shaking slightly as desire coursed through her. "Do you want me to... please you?"

Her cheeks flushing even deeper at the harsh yet arousing words, she sank to her knees before him. As his cock sprang free from his pants, Hanuel licked her lips nervously and reached out tentatively to take it in her hand, stroking him slowly and carefully.

"Mmm..." She closed her eyes, focusing on the feel of him in her grasp. "I want you to feel good," she murmured, leaning forward and taking his length into her mouth.

Her tongue danced along the length of him, teasing and pleasuring as she bobbed her head up and down. She moaned around his cock, feeling it twitch in her mouth each time she did so. Her other hand gripped his balls tightly, massaging them rhythmically as she sucked him off.

"Fuck..." Héctor groaned, unable to resist the pleasure she was giving him.

She smiled against his length, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "Y-yes," she whispered shyly. "I... I've had a lot of practice." Her hand continued to stroke him, matching the rhythm of her tongue as best she could. He tasted so good; it was almost painful not to be able to swallow him whole.

Her other hand trailed up his thigh, gently kneading the muscle before finding its way back up to cup and squeeze her own breast over her dress.

Her heart raced as he spoke, his harsh words making her shiver with desire. She nodded, slowly pushing herself up onto her knees so that she was hovering over him. Her dress hiked up around her waist, exposing her wet folds to his hungry gaze.

"Please," she breathed, reaching down to guide him inside of her. "I want you to fuck me."

Her breath caught in her throat as he thrust into her. "Oh god..." she moaned, arching her back and pressing herself closer to him. The sensation of being filled by him was like nothing else she had ever experienced; it made every nerve ending in her body come alive with pleasure.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he began to move inside of her, pounding against her walls over and over again. "Harder," she gasped, unable to believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. "Please...

Her cries of pleasure became louder as he slapped her ass with each thrust. "You're right," she panted, feeling the sting on her cheeks intensify the sensations coursing through her body. "I am... so dirty for you." She arched her back further, offering him better access to her tight entrance and his eager cock.

Her nails scratched at his shoulders as he continued to fuck her, his harsh words driving her wild with desire.

Her body trembled as she felt the first spurt of his cum hit her cervix. "Oh god..." Her words were slurred and incoherent, her mind unable to process anything but the pleasure coursing through her veins. She threw her head back, letting out a moan so loud it echoed off the walls as he continued to fill her with his seed.

Her hips bucked wildly against him, meeting each thrust with equal force as she tried desperately to get more of him inside of her. "More..."

"Mmhmm," she moaned, her eyes squeezing shut as he continued to thrust into her. "I can take all of you... Please." Her words were slurred and breathless, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. She gripped his shoulders tightly, digging her nails in as she arched her back even further, offering him deeper penetration with each thrust.

Her body trembled violently beneath him, every muscle tense as he brought her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

Her cries echoed off the walls as he took her in every possible angle and position. Her hips bucked wildly against him, desperate for release as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the brink of orgasm. "Yes... harder..." she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding on tightly as if he were her lifeline.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving trails of blood in their wake, while her breath came in ragged gasps.

Her entire body tensed as he spoke those words, her eyes fluttering shut and her breath caught in her throat. Her orgasm ripped through her like a tidal wave, shaking her limbs and sending shudders of pleasure coursing through every inch of her being. Her inner walls clenched tightly around him as she cried out his name, the force of her release nearly pushing him off balance.

Her body trembled and shook violently beneath him, leaving a puddle of her juices on the bed between them. "

Her breath still coming in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, she looked up at him through hazy eyes. "More," she managed to croak out. "Please." Her legs remained wrapped around his waist, her hands clutching at his shoulders as if she would never let go.

Her core still clenched tightly around him, begging for more of his touch, more of his possession.

Her cheeks flushed deeper at the thought. She had never done anal before, but with how he made her feel... With how good it felt to be completely possessed by him... She found herself wanting to try it for him. "Okay," she whispered shakily. "But gently... please."

She shifted slightly, raising her hips and guiding his cock toward her tight puckered hole. He growled in approval as he felt the heat of her body surround him again, even more intimately this time.

"I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her face flushing even deeper. "Should I try to relax more?" She took a deep breath, trying to loosen up her muscles around him as he began to slowly push inside of her. The sensation was intense and foreign, but the pleasure it brought wasn't something she could deny.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders harder, urging him on as she arched her back and pressed herself closer against him. "It feels so good,"