Jemma The Spit Whore
This is the true story of what happened to me with regards to an escort booking I undertook. It is 100% true and there is a film on my website that shows EVERYTHING in this story is authentic.
This guy in his 30’s had been contacting me for weeks with the intention of setting up a meeting with me. This isn’t uncommon, and although sometimes it is a waste of time, with this one, I knew it would end up in a meet.
The guy kept saying he was a pervert, and he would be too severe for me. This I obviously strongly contested, as I have often advertised my self as ‘the girl who does not say no’. I kept digging to try to get to the bottom of what it was he wanted.
He clearly wanted me as a mature schoolgirl, a teenager. With this in mind, I sent him photos of me as Jemma (My teeny slut persona) and he said she looked ‘perfect’.
Like I say, after several weeks, he finally told me that he wanted Jemma to be his neighbour, and that he wanted to spit in her face. Not just a bit of spit (as is quite common), but for him to completely cover my face in thick phlegm, before then wanking off over it.
I actually thought it was a sexy request.
I love being used, and to be spat on, really makes me feel depraved. To be covered in it would be wonderful!
We duly made a date and I arrived on time.
I changed into Jemma and he gave his approval of my slutty looks. At this point the business was done.
We talked through the ‘script’ where he would tell me I wasn’t going to school, and I was to come into his lounge and smoke in front of him, before he would instruct me to my knees, mouth open.
We carried out the first part, and I was sat opposite him smoking on his sofa, and I felt absolutely fantastic. I was so hard!
He instructed me to my knees and this I did.
The first spit was warm and this was quickly followed by a second and a third. I was wanking so hard as this was happening to me, and I knew I was about to cum.
I heard him empty his lungs and felt thick green phlegm fly into my eye. It was one of the most depraved feelings I have ever had.
I had soon cum, but his pleasure continued.
My face was drenched in his phlegm and spit. My eyes, cheeks and hair all covered. The whole evolution lasted some 10 minutes.
As a final degradation he asked me to pen my mouth and he then duly shot a mass of mess in the back of my throat that made me wretch.
I posed for some pictures with my face absolutely splattered in his spit an then he started to throat fuck me.
Soon he was spunking his load into my mouth and over my face.
I felt absolutely at one with myself as having lowered myself to his depths of depravity, and having served him so well.
As I cleaned up, we spoke of doing a ‘spit bukakke’ involving LOTS of filthy minded men.
I just said ‘arrange it and I’ll be there’ |
