International Escort Chapter 3

 Selena Gomez, International Escort

Chapter 3

by Noopster.

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They walked into a sumptuous bedroom that looked straight out of a fairy tale. Even Selena, who before falling from grace had experienced most of the ultimate luxuries that money could buy, was impressed by the overwhelming grandiosity of it all. The walls were covered in fine art and gold adornments, the floors in centuries-old Persian rugs and the bed, with its extravagant curtains, fine silk sheets and dozens of pillows was a small palace unto itself. Abdul began to undress with the same stoic attitude with which he seemed to approach everything, while Thalia, still holding Selena's hand, led the high-priced escort to the bathroom, where she helped her out of her dress.

"Could you tell me what's going on?" The American whore asked, breaking the silence as she stepped into the warm and bubbly water of the bath tub.

"I'm still not sure what I'm doing here, I mean, if this your wedding night then..."

"You are here to teach me."

"Teach you what?"

"How to serve my husband."

"Serve him? You mean..."

"How to pleasure him."

"Oh... okay. Wait, so this is gonna be like a threesome?"

The Arab woman nodded silently and began to carefully wash Selena's body with a sponge.

"And you're okay with doing that on your wedding night?"

"What I want does not matter."

"Yes it does! You can just say no and--"

"I cannot. I am here to serve my husband, same as you."

Selena sighed softly. As weird as the moment was, her body couldn't help but react to Thalia's soft touch around her breasts. The Arab woman felt Selena squirm a little under her hand and suddenly stopped.

"Is-- is this okay?"

Pulling the sponge back to her supple breasts, the young Latina replied, "No, yeah, I mean... that feels very good."

The bride pulled back again. Her expression betraying considerable distress. "You are clean now, my husband waits for us."

"Uh, yes, of course," Selena responded, quickly washing off the soap while Thalia picked up the discarded dress and folded it neatly before placing it on a small table next to the sink.

The newlywed then helped Selena out of the tub and dried off her tight but curvy body with a towel. Noticing the intrigued way in which she kept staring at her breasts, Selena inquired, "Hey, Thalia, I hope you don't mind me asking but... Have you been with a woman before?"

"No. No woman... no man."

"Wait, are you a virgin?"

She nodded and the profound fear in her beautiful hazel eyes was so sweet and disarming. Selena wrapped her arms around her, a rare moment of intimacy on a night where public humiliation had been the theme for both of them.

"I know you're nervous, I'm nervous too," the American whore said, "but it's going to be okay." Then, she kissed her softly on the lips and in their embrace she felt comforted too.

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"You look very beautiful," Abdul said after watching his new wife step out of the bathroom with one of the most expensive whores in the world.

"Shrukran," they both sheepishly said.

Selena's naked body glistened with the tiny droplets of water still clinging to her bronzed-colored skin and her long, dark and wet hair draped over her delicate shoulders. She started walking towards him, her perky breasts jiggling deliciously with every step and a slight smile drawn on her lips. The first thing she did was get down on her knees and grab his cock, already semi-hard just from the sight of her hot little body in all of its exposed glory. Starting to slowly stroke him, Selena turned to the bride and asked her to join them.

"Your husband has a thick cock," she smiled, helping the nervous wife to wrap her small fingers around it. "Kiss it before you suck it, like this." Selena's lips traveled up and down Abdul's shaft, covering it up and down with quick little wet kisses until it hardened completely in her grasp. Her smile became bigger too and she proceeded to tease the mushroom head with a couple of longer, more tongue-heavy kisses while she instructed the Arab virgin. "You see? It's almost like you're kissing him but instead of his mouth it's his cock. You start slowly, you tease it and play with it a little bit and then you put in your mouth like this," she said right before guiding the thick piece of meat inside.

A loud sigh of pleasure escaped from Abdul and Selena looked up at him, "Mmmmnn..." she moaned with his cock poking out from under her left cheek. Kneeling down besides her, Thalia stared without blinking in complete awe of the way Selena's whole head bobbed up and down her husband's member, swallowing his length with relative ease before coming back up time and time again.

"How do you do that?"

"What?" Selena asked, wiping the spit from her chin.

"How do you swallow all of it?"

"Oh, hahaha! You just have to relax your jaw and your tongue and just let it slide down your throat." Even as she answered she kept busy by stroking the slippery meat in her tiny hand, "It takes time to get used to it but feels great once you get good at it."

"Oh, I see"

"Don't worry, you don't have to go that far tonight. Just get as much as you can in your mouth and then massage it with your tongue."

Selena casually offered her Abdul's cock as if it was a lollipop and let out a short giggle when the new bride wrapped her dark lips around it. "Here, let's take this off," she said, pulling off the woman's hijab and unleashing a long and luscious cascade of black hair over her back. "Iff thff okff?" Thalia asked with a mouthful of dick, her gorgeous hazel eyes looking for Selena's approval even more than her own husband's. "Yes, you're doing great, sweetie," the former pop star encouraged her while tenderly stroking her head and pulling strands of dark hair out of her face. She couldn't get over how beautiful and sexy Thalia looked with her hair down and soon found herself playing with the Arab woman's juicy breasts and getting more and more turned on by the experience of being in a threesome with a newly wed couple.

"Now, a lot of men enjoy having their balls licked," she said, interrupting Thalia to show her the proper technique. She held Abdul's cock high above her head and slid her tongue right under the middle of his scrotum, "You can also jerk him off while you do it, they loooove that" she indicated, her delicate hand turning into a blur up and down the man's shaft. This demonstration turned out to be too good for the groom, who suddenly turned into a twitching and squirming mess and exploded with a loud and prolonged grunt. A rich stream of hot cum began to flow out of his spit-covered cock and descending onto Selena's forehead. The cute whore giggled like a school girl and continued to stroke him while he bathed her with his seed and the heavy cream flowed down her nose and around her lips, dangling briefly from her chin before landing on the rug, right in between her golden thighs. For a moment it seemed like he would never stop cumming and Selena's hand did not stop moving until it had squeezed every last drop out. "Wow! I mean... shrukran!" she exclaimed, still giggling as she wiped cum off of her eyelashes.

"I told you he'd love it."

Thalia's eyes had widened and her mouth was agape. "What? Oh... right. You'd never seem cum before, right? Here, try it." She scooped some of the jizz still clinging to her chin and offered it on her finger. Thalia hesitantly allowed the digit into her mouth and swallowed the thick blob of goo. "Not bad, right?" The bride nodded but still adopted a mystified expression that Selena found profoundly endearing. The slutty Latina chuckled and carefully fed herself whatever was left of Abdul's cum on her face, "I've had so much cum on me that it might as well be yogurt or whipped cream at this point," she laughed with a belly still full of strawberries and the semen of dozens and dozens of strangers.

Noticing her husband's dick had gone back to being soft, the inexperienced woman inquired, "So is it over?"

"Of course not, silly!" Selena laughed, "This is your wedding night, you have to have sex with your husband!"

"This was not sex?"

"Nope, it's just part of it. Let me show you how to get your man ready again."

The 26-year-old whore got on the bed, where the Sheikh's son was laying down now, still trying to catch his breath. She climbed on top of him, making sure to straddle him with her soft thighs. "You're not too tired, right?" she said very softly before she started kissing him and Abdul wasted no time in putting his hands on her. The whore his father had gotten him was so stunningly pretty. Her lips were like soft, wet pillows and felt almost as good on his face as they did on his dick; her breasts were so incredibly soft and the way her pointy nipples dragged along his chest gave him shivers right away. But most of all, it was her warm cunt lips grinding up and down his member, leaving a trail of wetness and desire from his balls and up to the very tip of his semi-erect cock.

Selena kept kissing him and moving her hips, massaging him with her labia until she started feeling it poking around her taint. "Mmmm, I think he's ready," she smiled to Thalia before reaching back and guiding him between her dripping walls. "Ahh! He feels so good inside of me!" she exclaimed, leaning back and speeding up the movement of her hips, "Oh it's so thick... you're gonna love how good it feels, Thalia!"

The uncertain bride laid down on the bed next to them and began to play with herself as she continued to watch closely how her husband fucked a prostitute she'd seen on billboards and advertisements many times during her travels abroad. Selena kept looking at her instead of the man she was fucking, even as the force of Abdul's thrusts increased causing her petite form to jump after each push. But then, just as he made her cry out in pleasure by digging his fingers into the supple flesh of her ass cheeks and going balls deep into her cunt, she began to fear that he might be close to finishing again.

"Wait, wait," she said, forcing herself to do her duty despite the fact she was enjoying Abdul's cock so much. She lifted her hips, her juicy thighs trembling as he slid out of her. "It's your wife's turn, okay?"

Thalia's face turned white almost immediately, but when Selena approached her and began to kiss her neck and caress her breasts she began to relax. Thalia had never been with a woman before or even considered what it could be like, both her religion and her upbringing had taught her that any form of homosexuality was sinful and offensive to Allah, but being touched by that gorgeous american woman felt so good, so right. Even if she was a whore, how could someone that beautiful and kind have anything to do with sin? Even with her face covered in sweat and still glossy with the remnants of Abdul's cum, there was a sultry but angelic quality to it that Thalia found bewitchingly seductive but also profoundly reassuring.

Kneeling on the bed with her cute ass raised up in the air and two fingers deep in Thalia's wet pussy, Selena said to Abdul, "I think she's ready" He wasn't in a patient mood. Grabbing his bride by the hips he flipped her on her stomach. Thalia yelped but Selena told her it would be okay, "Don't worry, this way feels good too." Once she was on all fours, Selena helped by spreading Thalia's dark cunt lips wide open, then she grabbed Abdul and helped the tip of his cock to the entrance of his bride's uncorrupted pussy. "Shhh, don't be scared, you're gonna love it," she said in the virgin's ear, lovingly stroking and caressing her back as he began to push it in. Thalia buried her head in a pillow and her pink hole slowly disappeared from view. She let out a high-pitched whimper and then a sigh of relief once she felt a man inside of her for the first time. "Your husband's cock is so fat, can you feel it stretching you from the inside?" "Uh-huh," Thalia moaned as he began to push in and out. A thin streak of red appeared around Abdul's shaft but was soon concealed by his bride's creamy discharge, which Selena made sure to get a taste of even though no one told her to.

The former pop star was so turned on by the sight of that gorgeous and exotic woman losing her virginity that she couldn't take being on the sidelines. She positioned herself in front of the couple, her back resting against the headboard and spread her legs open, sliding her hips down until her finely shaved pussy was just an inch or two from the Arab woman's head. "Taste me," she pleaded, lifting Thalia's chin so she could see her. Thalia hesitated again. Her mouth and her eyes were wide open; strands of shiny black hair covering half of her face which was frozen with a bewildered expression of angst and pleasure while the rest of her body shook and jiggled with every powerful thrust.

"Taste me," Selena repeated, pleading this time. Her voice had changed, lost its confidence, turned into a whimper of pure wanting.

And Thalia wanted to, but couldn't make herself go at it. Her thoughts were scattered and her body fired up. Memories of 19 years of strict religious upbringing rushing through her mind. "This is bad, this is wrong," the voice of everything she'd been taught cried in the back of her head. But there she was, that beautiful and tender American whore, offering herself; breathing fast, biting her lip, her perfect tits rising and falling along with her heaving chest. How could she, how could anyone, refuse?

And then, as if it had a mind of its own, Thalia's tongue eventually slipped from her mouth and found Selena's wetness. "Ahhh..." the horny Latina gasped, melting among the golden satin pillows. Under Selena's guiding hand, Thalia licked her up and down, exploring the tiny goosebumps around the whore's labia with her curious tongue.

It had been many months since Selena had had someone go down on her. All of her clients were men and not one of them had ever even attempted to pleasure her in that way. "Listen, you fucking cunt, I pay you to blow me, I don't give a fuck about what you like," one of her steady clients had scolded her once, when in the heat of passion she'd suggested it to him. "Get it right, you dumb bitch, you're here to suck my dick until I get tired of you. Now shut the fuck up and spread your asshole before you make me more angry." Despite his harsh words she knew he was right and had never brought it up again to anyone else, but that didn't make her miss it any less; especially when it coincided with the tenderness only a woman's touch was capable of.

While the bride continued to kiss and lap at her juicy slit, Selena closed her eyes and imagined it was Taylor's pretty face between her thighs. Taylor's lips kissing around her labia, Taylor's tongue flicking against her swollen little clit and Taylor's hands keeping her thighs wide open even when the sudden bursts of pleasure sent her hips into a frenzy. Her fingers dug firmly into the Arab woman's hair, holding her face in place as she wailed and moaned and ground her spasming cunt against that untrained but eager mouth until she came loud and hard, spraying cunt juice over Thalia's surprised face.

"OH FUCK!" Selena cried out, playing with her clit until her legs stopped shaking. Still reeling from her amazing orgasm, she jumped back up and begged Abdul to pull out of his wife so she could get a taste of her on his cock. "Mmmnnn..." the dirty whore moaned, savoring Thalia's pussy juice all over her husband's member. She grabbed it and led it back into the woman's hole, impatiently waiting for a few seconds of hard pounding before pulling it back out and getting her mouth and tongue all over it again. She did this a few times until her mouth replaced his wife's cunt as the main hole Abdul seemed to be interested in. Soon, Abdul was thrusting rapidly into Selena's throat, "GAWK GAWK GAWK GAWK GAWK!" fucking her whore mouth with the same intensity as he'd done with his innocent wife. In absolute awe, Thalia watched the slutty brunette take every inch of meat her husband had right into her throat until even he became fatigued. The American whore coughed a few times while a long and sticky strand of spit drooled down onto the mattress, right next to where Thalia now laid with her husband squatting over her. The bride's mouth opened wide but no sound came out of it. Above her, Abdul's body shook and it became obvious to Selena that he was now ejaculating into his wife. 'It's strange being on this side, not being the one he's doing it to', Selena thought, almost lamenting that she was not the one getting filled with cum.

Once he had finished, the husband sighed and unmounted his wife. He fell on the bed next to her and closed his eyes, exhausted. Selena smiled warmly, congratulating herself on a job well done. "It feels funny, doesn't it?" she said, observing that Thalia seemed eager to feel around her pink hole now caked with white.

Abdul had started snoring, signifying that her job was done. Selena could've left right then and there but when her Slutlena persona took over it was hard to wrestle control back from her and soon she replaced the bride's curious fingers with her own. "I want to show you one more thing," she said before her tongue started to lap up the cum from Thalia's freshly-fucked hole. Selena's fingers dug out as much of the viscous substance as was possible and took it to her mouth, where she swished it around between her cheeks until it mixed with her saliva. She smiled at Thalia's look of confusion as she crawled up her sweaty, voluptuous body to meet her gaze and a few drops of white escaped out of the corner's of her mouth. Then, she opened her mouth to kiss her and Abdul's jizz came pouring out. The two women shared the sloppiest of kisses, licking and caressing each other adoringly with bubbles of cum forming between their fevered lips and trails of the sinful mix of semen and saliva and pussy juice running down their chins and necks.

When it was over the two women rested for a long time on a wet spot of their own making. With their legs still intertwined and the sweat on their skin slowly evaporating, Selena lovingly stroked Thalia's hair and she in return kissed the escort's chest and slowly licked what little specs of semen that still remained across her two globes in a tender gesture of gratefulness and sincere affection. "I should go now," Selena whispered after she started feeling drowsy. Thalia held her hand, "Can't you stay?"

"I can't. I don't think your husband wants to wake up next to a whore like me on his first day a married man."

"You are more than that," the Arab woman said.

"Not to your husband," she replied, "Or his father, who paid for me. Or his brother, who I have to meet tomorrow night."

"Safir?" the bride asked with evident concern.

"Yeah."

"Oh..."

"What?"

"Safir is not like my husband."

"What do you mean?"

"Safir is... not a good man. Please, be careful."

"You don't have to worry about me. Good men, bad men... they all want the same thing from me anyway. I can't even tell the difference anymore."

"Your name is Selena, yes?"

"Heh, yeah, I guess no one really introduced us, huh?"

"Selena, before you go..."

"Yeah?"

"Just-- ...thank you."

The disgraced pop star sat on the bed and chuckled. "I think you might be the first person that's said that to me since I started doing this." A single tear ran down her cheek before she wiped it away with the back of her hand. Thalia got up to hug her but she was already on her way to the bathroom, where her cum-stained dress awaited near the sink. She slipped into the dirty garment, gave Thalia one last kiss on the lips and left the room before her tumultuous emotions could get the best of her.

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Her room was as lonely as every other one she had stayed in for the last few months. Thinking about Taylor and how much she missed her kept her from falling asleep. She decided to write her a letter instead.

To Be Continued...