I’ve been running this little side hustle for about eight months now, and let me tell you, my new foster daughter Emani has become my best earner. Even though she’s a teenager, she still has that baby-faced, innocent look that drives men crazy.
It started when I caught her sneaking a boy into her room. Instead of getting angry, I saw an opportunity. I told her, “If you’re going to suck off some snot nosed brat, you might as well get paid for it.” She was hesitant at first, but when I showed her the cash from my first client, she came around.
Now, I handle all her bookings through a private app. Men pay two hundred for half an hour, three-fifty for the full hour. I take seventy percent, give her the rest. Fair split since I’m providing the room, protection, and steady clients.
Tonight’s going particularly well. One of our more generous regulars is at the door, ready for his 9 o’clock appointment. I let him in, took the payment upfront, then knocked on Emani’s door. She was already in her little pink nightie, hair brushed, lips glossy. “You ready for him, baby?” I ask and she nods her approval so I let him in, closing the door on my way out.
I pull up the livestream on my tablet, the hidden camera in Emani’s room already rolling. Patrick, our regular, stands at the foot of her bed while she kneels on the mattress in that pink nightie. He unzips, and she leans forward without hesitation, wrapping her lips around his cock and taking him deep. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks, saliva dripping down her chin onto the lace trim of her nightie.
I watch her gag when he pushes too far, but she recovers quick, stroking the base with one hand while her tongue works the head. He grabs her hair, fucking her mouth until spit runs down her throat. When he pulls out, Emani turns around, pulls the nightie up over her head, and spreads her knees. He doesn’t waste time. He lines up and sinks his cock into her pussy in one thrust. She’s gripping the sheets and pushing back to meet each stroke just like I taught her, while he pounds her hard.
Then he switches up and starts fucking her in long strokes, pulling almost all the way out before shoving back in. Her moans get louder, more desperate, her face is twisted like she’s in pain and maybe she is. Patrick’s cock is massive, but I always had fun fucking it.
He flips her onto her back, spreads her legs wide, and drives back in. He must be ready to cum because he starts fucking her faster. I can hear the sound of skin slapping skin echoing through the hallway.
When he finally grunts and pulls out, he strokes himself twice and shoots thick ropes across her stomach and little titties. Emani lies there panting, cum sliding down her skin. She glances toward the camera for a split second. She knows I’m watching so she doesn’t disappoint. She scoops some of his load onto her finger and sucks it clean. I cut the feed when he starts getting dressed and pull up the booking site already thinking about the next client.
