Teen slut for hire I don’t just deliver the food

I am also on the menu

Apparently, I was always destined to be a teen slut. When I was growing up my Mom was the lunch lady at the school cafeteria. I was not ashamed, my Mom worked really hard to support me and my sisters. However, when I was 16 I decided I was not going to follow the same path. I was going to make something more of myself. So I became a lunch delivery girl only I was on the menu.

It all began when I was delivering food up to some businessmen in one of the high rise buildings downtown. It was a hot summer day and I was wearing a pair of jean cutoff and a tank top that showed off my teen tits perfectly. Obviously, I noticed that some of the men were ogling me. Suddenly I became aware that I was hot and my shirt was clinging to my young breasts. Awkwardly, I felt self-conscious but I knew I commanded a lot of attention as a teen slut. As I was leaving a man in a tailored suit handed me a $100 tip.

I was not planning on being a whore

Over the next year, I made my plan. First, I would go to work for a catering company which would open a lot more doors for wealthier men. Secondly, I would sell myself along with the food. It was not like I was planning on being a whore I  just wanted to make some extra cash so what harm would some flirting and showing off a little too much hurt?

Soon as I graduated school I landed a job with the company I wanted. Which, was a company that catered to the rich business elite of the city.

My first delivery was just to assess my chances of a warm welcoming. I wore a slim straight cut skirt that came just above my knee. I paired it with a white blouse and a pretty but sensible shoe.

hot and horny eyes were on me

As I stood arranging the food on the table the men and women began filing into the room. Being as our company was a full-service catering company I was to remain quietly by the door and wait on the customers as needed. Refilling the dishes and making sure everything was available instantly. As I stood there watching I realized I was also being watched by several pairs of hot and horny eyes.

Before the end of the day, I had been tipped generously and had been given cards by several of the gentlemen and one of the ladies. They requested that I work some of their private events. However, I was not naive enough to know their proposals were innocent.

I contacted each of the people from the cards and scheduled dates to work their events. My career as a teen slut was just starting.

Want to earn some money?

Arriving at the first man’s home I was given an outfit and a tray and told to mingle among the guest offering hors-d’oeuvres. The gentleman hosting the party made several passes at me throughout the night. After the guests were all gone I stayed to help clean up. I was in the back pantry putting items away when he stumbled in obviously drunk. “Hey sweetheart, wanna earn some extra cash?” “What do you have in mind”, I continued to casually put things on the shelf. I was not going to let him see I was desperate for it.

“Well, why don’t you come out to my study and I will show you?” With that, he stumbled out of the pantry. Walking into his study I shut the doors behind us. I turned and he started fawning all over me touching me everywhere and trying desperately to kiss me.

“Wow, wait a minute,” I said pushing him away. How about you take a seat before you fall down and bring me with you. I led him over to a chair. I am a teen slut but I have a rule. You don’t get to touch me whatsoever. I will give you a little strip tease and you give me $300 agreed? Eagerly, he agreed.

danced slow and touching myself

Moving in front of him I laid my phone on the table. Purposely I moved about the room putting some seductive music on and teasing him by dancing and touching my body. Slowly I unbuttoned my shirt and cupped my breasts through my satin bra.

The shirt fell to the floor as I turned my back to him. I unclasped my bra and let it slide down my arms as well I reached up and pulled the pin from my hair and my long blonde hair fell down my back to my ass. With that, I turned and moved my hands from my tits. The cold air instantly made my nipples harden.

Watching me he was so excited he was already stroking his cock. I just continued to listen to music and tease and touch my body. Hooking my fingers into my skirt I slid it down my long legs and stood to allow him to see my pussy. I moved forward and sat on his thigh to rub my pussy against it. Being a teen slut this made me wet and excited. My panties grew wetter as I continued to ride his thigh.

I laid my panties over his crotch

I reached down and unbuttoned his shirt and spread it open. Leaning into him I whispered in his ear to cum on his belly as I watched. After that, he came instantly squirting hot sticky cum all over his stomach. I stood and removed my wet panties. I laid them gently over his cock. It was the teen slut in me that made me want to do that and he groaned loudly. Easily, I slipped off his lap and put my clothes on and he still sat there spent and relaxed. I kissed his cheek as I slipped the money from the table along with my phone into my hand and walked out of the room.

Consequently, that night led to the beginning of a career that put me through college. I was so successful that I also became a phone sex operator as well. Once I finished college I was the queen of taboo phone sex and in-home private lap dances. Over time, there was so much pleasure from my work that I went on to run my own business that catered to wealthy men’s need for young teen sluts.