Renting My Body Out Nikki Garland II (Ea) (Patreon)

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It was late in the night, and I was getting drunk with a bunch of guys at the beach. I was also getting pretty chummy with a guy named Damian, who was doing his best to butter me up and get me into bed with him.

Little did he know he was falling into my trap, as I was the one who wanted to sleep with him. As the two of us continued to get wasted, we went from flirting with each other to rubbing against each other, then to making out.

One of his friends passed out and the rest went to run on the beach in the dark, so it was the perfect time for us to sneak away and head into a bedroom. We held hands as we stumbled through the house giggling like children.

We then found a bedroom, which I wasn’t sure was even the bedroom I was using, but I didn’t care and neither did Damian. We locked the door, and Damian grabbed the straps to my swimsuit and helped me out of it.

I then leaned down and pulled his swim trunks down. His cock came flopping out like it was spring-loaded and nearly knocked me out. He apologized, but we both just laughed about it and went over to the bed.

I sat crisscrossed, with my hands in my lap and with my arms pressing against my breasts to make them more desirable, and overall I’m guessing I looked charming and irresistible to Damian, as he couldn't take his eyes off me while trying to get his condom off.

He managed to focus enough to get it on his cock, which meant our fun time was about to begin. He climbed onto the bed in front of me and started to kiss me and fondle my breasts. Both of which felt quite nice.

While he played with my breasts I figured I’d help get him going and I started to jerk his dick. I apparently did it quite well as he pulled his mouth away from mine and yelled that what I was doing was as good as when he did it.

Perhaps that’s because I know what it’s like to have a dick, and may have some insider knowledge on the best ways to make them happy, although most of that knowledge, funny enough, came from my time as a woman and not a man.

Once his cock was as hard as it could be I fell onto my back and spread my legs apart, signaling to him I was ready to take it. He scooted forward and repositioned so he could insert himself. He placed his tip on the opening of my vagina, then leaned down and held my arms down.

He was drunk and slurring his words, but still was able to make sure I wanted to do this. I nodded and prepared myself. I was more than used to getting fucked as a woman by now, and the feeling of having a cock inside me instead of attached to me.

This was different though, perhaps it was Nikki’s amazingly thick and easily aroused body, or perhaps it was because this was the first time it was my choice to be a woman, it was my choice to sleep with this guy, and how we were doing it was my choice.

It wasn’t some pervert's choice how I got to experience this pleasure, and that made it a hundred times better. He pushed his tip into my vagina spreading it apart and filling my insides inch by inch with his cock.

I let out a bit of a yelp that quickly changed to a moan once he hit this body's sweet spot. Damian moved his hands from holding down my arms to holding onto my waist as he began to pump his cock.

The two of us were drunken fools moaning like crazy, it was a good thing it was a private beach house I rented as no one was close enough to hear us, other than Damian’s friends that is, but they were as drunk as us, so it wasn’t a big deal.

After about twenty minutes of him pounding me, he got too tired, so we flipped around so that he was laying flat on the bed and I was on top of him working his cock. I place my hands on his abs and use it to help myself bounce up and down on his cock.

With his hands free he needed to find something to do with them, so he started playing with my ass, then he ran them down my waist, but ultimately like I’d expect from any boob-loving guy, he ended up grabbing fists full of my massive bouncing breasts.

He squeezed their fatty tissue, ran his fingers over my large pointy nipples, and even pulled on them a bit. Each thing was better than the last, but that was likely the beer’s doing. After about ten minutes he let go and asked me to lean down close to him.

I decided to do so. I stopped bouncing on him and leaned down. When I did, he lifted his head, shoved it deep into my cleavage, and started to motorboat them. I let out a small chuckle but decided to help him out by holding his head up while he did it.

Well, that seemed to be what he needed to finish, as I felt the tip of the condom he was wearing expand, almost like a bubble was blown in it. I pulled his cock out and let him sit up. I figured we were done since he had cummed, but he stopped me and asked me if I had finished.

I nodded but told him it was alright, I could always do it another time, but this was still really fun. He wasn't having it and had me get back on the bed. I had no idea what he was doing since his cock was getting more flaccid by the second.

He knew what he was doing, and I realized I’d forgotten men have more than one way to make a girl orgasm, as long as they knew what they were doing, and like I said, he knew what he was doing, even in his drunk state.

He climbed onto the bed, this time with his head right by my vagina. He licked his lips a bit, which was mildly creepy, but I forgot all about that when his long thick tongue made its way through. I must say he worked magic with his tongue.

Honestly, I wish I knew how to do what he did, as it was super impressive. He used his tongue like it was a key, and my orgasm was what he unlocked, and in less than a minute. I blasted his face with cum, and thought he’d be made, but he busted out laughing.

Because of that, I laughed as well. He then climbed up in the bed with me and wrapped his arms around me. The two of us quickly passed out after that. I woke up the next morning and could hear Damian in the living room with his friends.

I hit the shower real quick, dried off, and threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top before going out to greet them. As expected from a bunch of guys who drank too much, they were all hung over and moving around slowly.

Some of them had gone out to get some breakfast and coffee, and had gotten plenty and insisted I take some since I was graciously hosting them. We all ate together and continued our good times from the night before.

Damian and his friends backed up all their stuff and loaded it into their cars, then we all hung out on the beach for an hour before they had to leave since their vacation time was up. Before he left, Damian gave me one last kiss and a card with his number in it.

I waved them goodbye and headed back into my rental to relax since I was also hungover and more than a bit sore. I lay on the couch and watched some television, the whole time though, I thought about the number he gave me.

It could never work between us, as this isn't my body and I’m normally a guy, but he was really cool and I’d hate to ghost him, perhaps at some point I’ll message him and tell him everything, and hope he doesn’t get mad or freak out. Until then, I’m going to enjoy the rest of my vacation, and after that I’ll get right back into my work, renting my body out.