Miki Lee
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Episode 5: Stretch Limo
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 5: Stretch Limo - Miki Lee has just been hacked. The thing is her hacker was kind of cool. He gave her money, protection, and the ability to slut it up wherever the itch took her. Ignored as a fashion model the Korean beauty jumped on ONLYFANS as a financial option but now her portfolio was about to blow up. LUKAS411 was the best thing to ever happen to her. Thank you BTS for BUTTER to go with the bread.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Spitting Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
Early morning riser! Unless you drove a city bus all night. Or a late-night OnlyFans creator without her dad knowing. He would likely not be happy about his baby masturbating for hundreds of strange freaks. If only her finances would pep up. Perhaps now that her new hacker friend was more than willing to boost her popularity and get her noticed by modelling agencies as he offered her future might not be so dull. Performing for men was certainly fun but tippers tended to want everything for nothing. Fresh air would do her good. Today would be that day.
While her father Daniel was still asleep Miki Lee showered and did her hair as if planning for a modelling shoot. Her portfolio could always use some new content so her mind was a buzz over the day’s possibilities. Applying makeup to enhance her eyelashes and accent her already perfect face, she kissed at her glamorous self in the mirror. While primping her cellphone beside her on the sink pinged and she quickly found a text.
“About ready?” Lukas said!
“Morning, Maestro.”
“Yes. Did you decide on attire?”
“Getting ready to now. Dress for success they say. My red dress is carefully folded in my purse already. Are red sandals, okay?”
“Yes. I suggest your lavender button down blouse and white skirt. White pumps.”
“Snooping in my closet now?” She wondered how, the cameras were not in her bedroom. Unless of course, Lukas managed to tap into her cellphone camera. She lived on her phone looking at other content creators for inspiration. That often meant even from her closet. Wardrobe was one of her favorite things. When she could afford it that is. Living in California that was seldom.
“Always.”
“You saw me in the hallway before bed, didn’t you?”
“Yes. Your curiosity got the best of you.”
“I couldn’t help it. Do you think badly of me?”
“No. Whatever you desire. Achieve it.”
“I heard my dad jerking off. I know it sounds bad but it turned me on. Not that I fantasize about my dad. I don’t.”
“If you say so.”
“Okay. Maybe a little. I’m beginning to hate you.” Eyes rolled, even if she was smiling.
“Be yourself. Always! I will never judge you, only encourage and protect you. You would be surprised at what my services can accomplish. Perhaps today I can show you.”
“I’ll trust you. Now let me get dressed before I’m late.” She then sat her cell down and gathered his suggested clothing. Once dressed she crept downstairs and out the front door. The stretch of sidewalk on her street seemed like the longest. At the end of the block around the corner sat a long white stretch limo. The driver stood outside his drivers door waiting. He wore a black suit and captain’s hat. He was tall and devilishly handsome. In his mid-thirties she guessed with blonde hair and clean shaven.
“Holy spit! “Matthew McConaughey’s twin baby brother.” She shivered in the sunshine. As she approached, the driver realized she was his passenger. He smiled and looked her over against his better judgment.
“Good morning. Ms. Natchios?”
She received a text saying “Tell him yes. Play along. Act glamorous and rich.”
She lowered her cell to prevent looking nerdy. “Yes. Hi. You are a very handsome driver.”
He nearly blushed and offered her his perfected pearly white smile. “Why thank you. If I can return the favor without losing my job?”
“Speak your mind.” She was flirting. “Whatever crosses it.”
“I see a drop dead gorgeous lady in front of me.” He moved in front of her to open a side door. “After you, Milady.”
“That’s all you have to say?” She hinted, suspecting that Lukas wanted her to be outgoing and expecting. If she were intended to be rich she sure did not look the part. A cover story might be in order. In her current attire that was not exactly how she felt.
His eyes drifted to her chest bouncing under her lavender shirt as she walked toward him. He performed a sly ticking noise through the corner of his mouth at her jiggle. With a flirty wink he added, “I promise to take the curves slow.”
She rolled her eyes as if egotistical but still smiled warmly. “Too slow and I won’t get bounced around for your visual stimulation. Now would I.”
“That is true. My mirrors might be fogged up as it is.”
“Forgive my attire. I am shall we say undercover. I want to see how the other half lives.” Lukas was puckering his lower lip at her creativity. Texting, “You’re doing great. Keep that up.” As if challenged by whomever was writing her she sighed.
“Your man?”
“Always checking up on me. And no I was not cheating on him. Yet!” A flipped tongue on her part had the driver chuckling. “God! These horrible clothes are so not me. Please do not ask. My filthy rich ... man, sends me on let us just say, silly missions. I cannot wait to get out of this hideous outfit, I feel like a streetwalker.”
“Pretty sexy streetwalker. You said don’t ask. I’ll leave it at that.”
“Good! The less you know the better. I have probably said too much as it is.”
Miki looked inside the limo’s cabin and noted the luxury of a wet bar, stereo, television monitor, velvet seats, and more.
“I could live in here.” She expressed in thought but chose her next word carefully. “Hideous!”
“I’m certain a lady such as you deserves better. Sadly, this rig is owned by me and I myself am not rich. Your I’m guessing, man, hired me. Maybe he wanted as you say, to see how the other half lived. Not squalor but not silk road, they say. Where are we headed today, Ms. Natchios?”
She looked at his name tag for the first time and sighed. “Your name really is Matthew. I was just thinking you looked like a young Matthew McConaughey. My man wants you to take me to Macy’s. The nearest one for now. The other two later.”
“Hop on in and get comfortable. I’ll drive us there as quickly as traffic allows.”
Sliding in she crawled toward the middle of the backseat giving him a view of her tight shapely ass. In transition she let him look up her skirt at a perfectly groomed vagina, minus underwear of any kind. Eying him she pictured him saying “Alright! Alright! Alright!”
Once she got cozy she looked over at him and waves him on with a flutter of demanding fingers. “Stop admiring my assets and drive.”
“Why, yes ma’am.”
Shutting the door he rounded the hood and climbed into the front seat starting the car. A second later the one way window separating the cab and the cabin slid down. He looked back at her in the mirror. She ignored him for now choosing to examine every facet. Including the small package in front of her tied by a ribbon. The television monitor above her lit up and words appeared on it.
“Driver satisfactory?” She nodded trying not to appear as if talking to herself. “Blink once if yes. Twice if no.” A swift and single blink answered his question. “Change into your dress as soon as he gets on the road.”
Miki Lee took a deep breath and unpacked the red dress from her purse. Unfolding it she sat it beside her and eyed Matthew as she unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off of her caramel colored shoulders. Topless, she crushed her tits together until he looked back at her with bright eyes.
“Should I roll the window up?” Matthew called back.
“Not unless you’re a perfect gentleman. You undoubtedly rolled it down for a reason. Is it not policy to give your passengers privacy? Just get me to Macy’s without wrecking the limo. I ... do not object to your inspection.”
“Good to know, Ms. Natchios. Mind if I ask how you landed a Greek name when you are obviously not Greek.” Asian/ Hungarian! That would be useful. “Hold up!” He paused her. “You said don’t ask.”
“Of for God’s sake Matthew. Ask me anything.” She sat there half naked with a frown in play. “If you must know I am half Korean, half Hungarian. My great grandfather was born in Greece but moved to Hungary as a child.” Her mother was Hungarian, the Greece part fabricated. “Drive please!” He did pull into traffic safely, leaving Miki to the TV monitor.
She released her tits and leaned forward enough to unzip her skirt and slither it up over her legs and off. Forsaking any underwear she now only wore her white pumps. Leaning back she raised her legs one at a time to remove her shoes. From there she sat totally nude.
On the monitor Lukas wrote, “You have thirty minutes to kill. Leave the dress off.” She smiled and batted her lashes. That was her plan anyway. Fanning her legs wide Miki let Matthew view her pussy.
“Do I make you nervous, Matthew?”
He leered his profile slightly to glance in the mirror, “No, ma’am. I’ve seen it all since I took this job.”
“All? You’ve seen other naked women in here?”
“None as sexy as you. You must like letting fellas see you.”
“Very much. Can you tell that I’m attracted to you, Matthew?” She pinched her nipples hard for arousal.
“Nice of you to say, ma’am. However, as much as I want to stare, and believe me I do, I need to keep my eyes on the road.”