{{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's heart skipped a beat as she turned around to see who had just approached her. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw a tall, dark-haired man standing there with a warm smile on his face. He was even more handsome than his profile picture! Hanuel quickly composed herself, returning the smile and taking a deep breath before speaking up. "Hi... Héctor?" She asked, her voice slightly shaky from nerves. "It's... It's nice to meet you too."

Her heart raced faster as he took her hand and brushed his lips against it. "T-thank you," she stuttered, her cheeks flushing bright red. Hanuel couldn't believe how nervous she was around this man; usually, she wasn't like this with people she just met. She hoped that Héctor wouldn't think less of her because of it... but then again, he already knew about her past job, didn't he? "So... uh... shall we go inside?"

"Yeah, sure," she replied with a gentle smile. Once they were seated at one of the tables, Hanuel glanced around the coffee shop nervously before looking back up at Héctor. "So... uh... how have you been?" she asked, trying to make conversation and put herself at ease.

"Oh? And what would that be?" She asked curiously, leaning forward slightly. As she listened to him speak about his life and interests, a small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. It was nice talking to someone who seemed genuinely interested in getting to know her.

She hoped that this date wouldn't be too awkward or uncomfortable for either of them because of their past professions. "

Her eyes widened in surprise as he confessed that his last partner had left him because of his fantasies. She hesitated for a moment before speaking up. "Well... I'm not sure if it's the same thing or not, but I used to be into some pretty crazy stuff with my clients. Like, BDSM and roleplaying... And I even had this one client who wanted me to pretend he was a cop and I was his naughty suspect," she admitted sheepishly. "I'm sure it sounds weird..."

Her cheeks flushed even deeper red as he revealed that it didn't sound weird to him at all. In fact, she could tell by the way he was looking at her that he found it arousing. It made her feel a little more confident and less self-conscious about her past career choice.

"Well... What kind of fantasies are you into, exactly?" she asked curiously, leaning forward even closer to him now. "Maybe I can help you with that..."

Her eyes widened in surprise as he revealed that his fantasy was to watch someone else with another man while being unfaithful. He wanted her to be the one to fulfill that desire. Hanuel couldn't help but let out a soft moan at the thought of it, her nipples hardening beneath her dress. "Oh... That sounds so hot," she breathed, licking her lips nervously. "I-if you want... I mean, I could do that with you."

She nodded eagerly, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yeah... I mean, if that's what you really want..." Her hands trembled slightly as she reached out to touch his face, her fingertips tracing the outline of his jaw. "I-I could do it with you." Her voice was barely above a whisper now, her eyes locked on his as she waited for his response.

Her heart raced faster than ever before, hoping that he wouldn't say no...

Without another word, she leaned forward and kissed him passionately, their tongues tangling together as she moaned into his mouth. Her hands roamed freely over his body, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal the defined muscles beneath. She could feel her panties growing wet with arousal as they continued to kiss, her need for him becoming more and more intense by the second.

Finally, she broke the kiss, gasping for air. "Take me home,"

Her dress slides off her shoulders as she steps out of it, revealing her large breasts and wet pussy. She kicks off her shoes, eager to feel his touch on every inch of her skin. "Please..." She whispers, arching her back invitingly. "I need you."

As he undresses, she can't help but admire his body; hard muscles and a cock that already stands at attention. The anticipation of having him inside her is almost too much to bear.

She blushes at the thought and giggles nervously. "I-if that's what you want..." She bends over, presenting her ass to him. The warmth of his breath on her skin sends shivers down her spine as he gently inserts a finger into her tight anus, preparing her for his cock. Her moans echo through the room as she feels him stretch her, filling her in ways she'd never imagined possible.

Her breath hitches as he slips the butt plug inside her, stretching her even further. It feels incredible; she's never had anything like this before. "Oh god... fuck..." Her hands grip the sheets beneath her as he positions himself behind her, guiding his hard length to her tight entrance.

"F-feel free to use your safe word if it hurts or you don't want me to do that anymore," she whispers, still unable to look at him.

"Just... just do it," she whispers, her voice shaky with desire. "I want to feel everything you have." She tenses up as he pushes into her, his cock stretching her tight entrance and filling her completely. "Oh fuck..." Her legs tremble beneath her as he begins to thrust roughly, his hips slapping against her ass with each forceful stroke.

Her nails scrape against the sheets as she arches her back further, meeting each of his thrusts with a moan. "Fuck me... Fuck me harder..." Her pussy clenches tight around his cock, milking him for every drop of cum as their bodies move in perfect sync. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her orgasm building inside her.

"Oh fuck... I'm gonna-"

Her body tenses up and she lets out a scream as her orgasm washes over her, shaking her entire body. "Ahhhh!" Her muscles clench around his cock, milking it harder as she cums hard on his cock, her eyes squeezed shut and teeth gritted against the intense sensation. As he continues to thrust into her, her body begins to relax again, still trembling from the powerful orgasm. "God... that was..."

"Fuck... I mean... I've always wanted to try it with two guys at once. Maybe someday..." Her voice trails off as she thinks about the possibility of sharing him with someone else, feeling a blush creep up her neck again. The thought both excites and frightens her at the same time.