Becky went upstairs and took a quick shower, really enjoying scrubbing her big breasts, having a quick masturbation session before quickly drying off and getting dressed.
She slid on a G-string before grabbing a pair of daisy dukes, sliding them over her massive bubble butt. She decided to remain braless, figuring it would be a nice surprise for her “date.” Instead, she simply grabbed a white crop trop and stretched it over her massive chest. Then, she grabbed a pair of fishnets and a pair of stiletto boots, sliding them on and heading out.
Margaret was sitting in her recliner chair, having managed to turn on the TV without “pornifying” it further. She was nodding off, and Becky could see her cock tenting through the blanket she was wrapped up in. “Bye, mom.” Becky whispered. Margaret simply grunted and turned over, and Becky figured it’d be best to leave her be.
Becky grabbed her phone and headed out, heading the six or so blocks to her bootycall’s house.
“She was cute. And she’s got a great rack.” Becky thought to herself, licking her lips as she arrived at her “date’s” apartment building.
She rang the doorbell. “Annabel?” She asked, in her breathy, sexy voice.
“Oh, come on in!” The girl on the other end of the intercom said, unlocking the door.
Becky quickly headed up, adjusting her cleavage to show more of her bountiful chest.
As she reached the apartment, she found that same cute blonde girl from her messages, completely naked. Annabel was relatively average looking, especially compared to Becky. She had dirty blonde hair, emerald eyes, and freckles. Her chest was a nice, round D cup, with average nipples. She obviously worked out, but she wasn’t a gym rat. She had average hips and a nice rear. Her pussy was completely shaved, and Becky could tell she was dripping wet.
Becky knew the type; so horny and eager to fuck that they skipped the usual introductions and foreplay, immediately going to kissing and groping.
“Well, hello there~” Becky said sensually, taking off her top.
“Hi! Ohmygod I’ve been so nervous… I don’t usually do this but you were so hot and I love your hair and your tits are so nice and-“ Annabel started, but Becky stopped her with a kiss.
As her new memories told her, she was a pro at this sort of thing, kissing Annabel deeply and gripping her tit with one hand and the back of her neck with the other. Annabel was happily reciprocating the love, gripping the Asian girl’s massive bubble butt and working her way up to her impressive breasts.
The two made out for what seemed like hours, Becky eventually getting her boots, shorts, and G-string off. Becky pushed Annabel onto the latter’s bed, continuing their sloppy make out session, but adjusting Annabel’s legs so she could start scissoring her.
Annabel moaned louder and louder as Becky kept going, eventually breaking their kiss and causing Annabel’s moans to turn to shouts of pleasure.
Annabel came after a bit, and as the orgasm rocked her body, Becky collapsed next to her.
“That was so… I feel so… I’m…” Annabel panted out.
“I’m guessing it was good for you, too? You’ve got a sweet ass.” Becky said, a lot more relaxed than Annabel.
“Yeah… it… yeah. How do you have so much… stamina?” Annabel finally said.
“Oh boy. Um… well, usually I don’t get this far with hookups, no offense, but I’m actually a cam girl. Kinda comes with the business.” Becky said, fully prepared to be thrown out.
“You are?” Annabel said, her eyes a bit wide.
“Uh oh, here it comes.” Becky thought to herself.
“Yes, I am.” Becky said.
“That’s so… so hot, oh my God.” Annabel moaned out.
“Really?” Becky asked.
“Well, duh. I kind of knew you were doing something with how skilled you are, but doing it for a living… I’m jealous…” Annabel said, finally catching her breath.
“Oh well. Yeah. It’s fun, sometimes. I only work with women so that makes it easier. I’m surprised, though, most girls kick me out after I tell them that.” Becky said.
“Are you kidding? I watch so much porn I’d be a hypocrite to kick you out. Besides, you’re… I really like you. I mean, I think I do, we just hooked up and I don’t wanna get attached if you don’t want to. But I had fun.” Annabel said.
Becky leaned over and kissed her. “That’s the hottest thing anyone’s ever said to me. Full disclosure, I don’t usually do monogamy, but I’d fuck you again. You were a good lay. Or maybe we can get coffee, or something.” Becky said, hopping out of bed.
“Yeah, I’d… I’d like that.” Annabel said, looking both excited and a bit disappointed.
“Cool. You’ve got my number. I’ll see you later?” Becky asked, pulling up her G-String and denim shorts.
“Yeah! I’ll see you soon. Text me, alright?” Annabel said.
“For sure!” Becky said, already out the door, having grabbed her phone, tank top, and boots in record time.
Becky felt a bit bad, rushing out of Annabel’s like that, but she knew it’d be difficult if she got attached. Becky walked back, the sun now lower, and it just a bit cooler outside, making her nipples harden through her crop top.
“Mmm, something about her… she was cute. I’ll call her in a couple days. Or maybe text her some racy pics tonight. I wanna see her again, if she will.” Becky said to herself, walking along the street, ready to get home.