Mistakes Were Made Chapter Four: Another Bimbo

Thomas’s new career path is going better than expected. He is also surprised at the other benefits.

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It had been seven months since I decided to be a male sex worker, and I had to admit that I loved it. Looking back now, I couldn’t believe how stupid I was to wake up and do the nine-to-five rat race.

“Fuck me!” Candy yelled as I pushed her face down in front of the camera by my pillow.

My cock was balls deep in her ass, with a camera showing my dick going in and out of her tight hole.

“Fuck yes!” I cheered as I held another camera to show Candy’s perfectly shaped fake ass bouncing against me.

Both of our followers loved seeing all the angles of Candy being fucked by a big black cock.

Sex sold, and it made me more in one week than a whole month or more at my previous job. All I did was fuck other sex workers like Candy and Rebecca.

Some of my followers had linked me to other models or site members that I should get in touch with so we could collaborate on some videos.

Since being with Candy, Rebecca, and Leanne, my plate has been filled. However, Leanne didn’t want any of our adventures to be taped or photographed, which was fine with me.

‘Cum in her fake ass!’ I read some of the comments on our live-stream video

‘Yeah, filled that white bitch with black cum!’

‘Show the gape!’

‘I bet she could take two normal sized dicks in that ass now!’

These were the usual comments I got when I fucked Candy. I knew Candy was faking all of her loud moans and the screams she was making.

I wasn’t even fucking her that hard.

I wanted the video to last a bit longer.

Although it seemed like easy work, just fuck some dumb bimbo slut and video it, and put it online. It was much more complicated than it appeared.

“Right fucking there!” I said as I held Candy’s slim hips, I pushed deep inside her ass, and came.

‘Look at all that cum leaking out!’

‘Anal cream pie at its finest!’

I put the camera up close to Candy’s ass as she pushed my cum out. The followers loved it. I knew our tips for this video would be through the roof.

I turned off the camera and sat down at the edge of the bed.

“Next time I want to be on top,” Candy said as she took the towel from the floor and headed for the bathroom.

“Sure thing,” I answered as I pulled up my sweatpants and headed for the computer.

Some of our followers and fans thought that Candy and I were an item or that we were living together, as well as many other things.

The truth was, Candy was more like a coworker, a colleague, nothing more, nothing less. We worked in the same field, and we helped each other out now and then.