Do Anything

 

Jessie Williams had been a father of two daughters, divorced... never saw his kids any more as they had moved away with their bitch of a mother.  His life had spiraled downward ever since.  A life of gambling and strip clubs was all he had left. 

 

He managed to make enough money to not work, but was tired of it all.  He wasn't that old... but felt old.  He spend his money on hotels, strippers, and hookers for the most part...

 

Then he met Monica.  Monica was different... she danced at his favorite club every Friday and Saturday night, so that's when he was there. 

 

They would talk for hours, and Jessie actually found himself liking her more and more each time, as friends. 

 

Monica to felt the same.. felt a closeness to Jessie she had never felt before with other customers whose money she was after.  Jessie always treated her with respect and kindness, and never once ever tried to sleep with her. 

 

She also saw a great sadness, a loneliness that filled Jessie... her friend. 

 

After 2 months of chatting and getting closer to each other, Jessie found himself falling in love with Monica... Monica felt the same... but there was only one problem.

 

"I'm not into guys, Jessie.  Never have been.  I'm so sorry, I love you too.. but I'm just not attracted to you..."

 

"If only there was some way we could be together, Monica, I'd do anything to be with you.  I haven't felt this alive in years...."

 

"Maybe... maybe there is a way... Jessie, you'll do anything?"

 

"Anything...."

 

******

 

Jessie squealed in pleasure as the man pushed her onto all fours, and slid his cock into her always lubricated boi-pussy.  Her clitty was always hard and dripping when men took her... better than she had ever felt.

 

Jessie's head was shoved down to the bed... the man grabbed her arm and she moans... she loves rough sex like this... a man taking her... filling her with their cocks... then pumping deep into her.  She had lost count of how many cocks she had sucked, and didn't care.  They all tasted so good!  And the cum!  She could almost live off of their cum, she swallowed so much.

 

Jessie moaned loudly as her clitty throbbed and squirted her ladyboi cream onto the sheets... it always felt so good each time she came... she discovered she could cum many times... as many times as she wanted.  Which was a lot.

 

She didn't understand how they had changed her from a 6 ft. 3 in. man, into a 5 ft. ladyboi in just a month, but she didn't care now.  She loved draining men of their cum, and they paid her well.  She made more now than she ever had as a man.  And she was doing what she loved!!

 

Fucking and sucking men!

 

 

The man (she didn't care about names) rolled her onto her back, and started pumping into her again... she could tell he was getting close to cumming.. she used her boi-pussy to milk him of his seed.. squeezing and using her muscles to do so.

 

That was all he needed as he grunted loudly, and pumped his thick cum deep into her, causing her to scream in delight, setting off another orgasm in her, her clitty shooting up onto her stomach.

 

The man shoved his cock into Jessie's mouth, and she moans, cleaning it of their juices.

 

"Thanks doll, see you next week..." he says as he dresses, and walks out.

 

Jessie squirms on the bed... her clitty still leaking some... as her hands slowly move to her stomach and she scoops up the cum, and then licks her hands clean.

 

Hopping up from the bed, she quickly cleans up and changes the top sheet.  Won't be long before her next customer comes in, then she can go home to Monica!

 

******

 

Monica watched the latest video from the brothel.  It showed Jessie crying out with joy as her customer came inside her for the 2nd time.

 

"I told you she'd do anything for me..." she said, smiling.

 

"To willingly do this to yourself, he.. well, she must really love you..." the man said.

 

Monica smiles.  She didn't tell the man that she loved Jessie too, even more now that she was a mix of both worlds... their sex life was wondrous.... even if Jessie had cravings that had to be taken care of by whoring herself, she always came home to Monica. 

 

Monica didn't mind it one bit.