Hi! My name is Heather. My friends call me Heat or triple H, one of my friends who was going to acupuncture school started that one because of the triple burner meridian... or something? Lol, I don’t know, but I do like the way it sounds!
I moved to Beverly Hills from Sacramento when I was 18. I’ve always wanted to live here! I like the nightlife, I like to party and meet people and most of all I really want to be an actress or a model. I’m already 20 years old and in Hollywood years I guess that means I’m getting old so I’m just trying to make the best of things, going to auditions, and going to the gym to keep my body fit and trim and of course partying, or…networking, I should say.
…I will act as his personal secretary and serve coffee…
I live in a guesthouse that I found after answering an ad on Craigslist. I always wanted to live in Beverly Hills! The owner of the property was looking for a live-in personal assistant and I like the fact that I have my own little house behind the main estate. The owner is a plastic surgeon (yay, boobs!) and executive producer for TV and Film. In exchange for the guesthouse, I do things like personal shopping, and daily housework since he doesn’t keep a live-in maid anymore. It’s easy stuff since he isn’t home much because of work or travel. Mostly I do dishes, some ironing and sometimes I’ll cook meals for us. If he has guests over for a party or a meeting at his home office then I will act as his personal secretary and serve coffee, or keep the hors d’oeuvres circulating or play bartender.
He’s been a good boss and even showed me some things about sex as a commodity…at least by Hollywood standards.
He asked if I might like to do some extra things around the house to earn cash…
The first time he propositioned me was late at night after he came in from his offices. I had gotten in a bit before him and was in the kitchen cleaning when I decided to make myself a Grey Goose martini…I felt a bit guilty when he came in and saw me in his liquor cabinet, but he smiled and asked if I’d mind making him one as well. I was more than happy to, and to make up even more for my misstep, I asked if he’d like me to rub his shoulders. He agreed and as I started to knead and grind on his shoulders he put his hands on mine and asked if I was dating anyone. I told him no because there is so much I want to do that I can’t see myself being with one person right now. He asked if I might like to do some extra things around the house to earn cash in addition to the free rent. Of course I would! The work that I get acting and modeling doesn’t pay that much, yet, so any time I can make extra cash I jump at it.
He asked me to have a seat and patted the couch next to him, then looked me over and told me how beautiful I am. That I’m “a real stunner.” I joked and said, “Well, my friends don’t call me triple H for nothing!”
He smiled at my remark and went on to say that I have a great touch and asked if I’d ever given a sensual massage. I blushed at this and told him that no, I hadn’t. He asked if I would like to and told me he would pay me $150 for one, if I was good he would want me to do them several times a week, and if I was really good he might even pay me more.
To be perfectly honest, I was a bit taken aback, but he isn’t a bad looking man and he seemed really sincere. I figured the worst that could happen is he wouldn’t like it. But other than that I figured it would be easy money.
So, I agreed and we grabbed our drinks and I followed him upstairs to his bedroom. He immediately stripped naked and said I should do the same. I quickly sipped the rest of my martini so I could have some courage serum pumping through me! Then, I took off my clothes and stood there while he lay face down on the bed.
I wasn’t sure what to do until he looked over at me and said, “Haven’t you ever given a massage to a boyfriend? Just climb on my back... it’s okay. I promise.” So, I climbed on his back and straddled him between my legs and just started rubbing his back up and down.
He grabbed my hips and lifted me onto my hands and knees and continued thrusting.
I guess my nervousness was making me go too fast because he stopped me and said, “Hmmm... it seems like you need the massage more than me! Here, you lay down.” I climbed off of him and lay face down and he began to rub my back, commenting on how silky and smooth my skin felt. Then he worked his way down to my ass and I felt his fingers slide in and out between my legs. I was wet and I couldn’t help it. It felt really good! Then he was on top of me, whispering in my ear, “If you want to go further than massage tonight, I will pay you double.” Well, it didn’t make sense to me to say no to something that felt this good. After nodding my head I immediately felt him enter me. He grabbed my hips and lifted me onto my hands and knees and continued thrusting. I heard him cry out and felt him pull out, then he rolled me onto my back and spurted his hot sticky cum all over my face and tits before collapsing next to me, heaving deep breaths.
He told me that I was wonderful and asked me to grab his wallet out of his jacket pocket. I got up, still with his cum all over me, got his wallet and handed it to him. He pulled out three crisp $100 bills and a $50 bill saying he wanted me to buy something special to wear for him the next time we did this. I thanked him, told him good night and gathered my clothes then went back to the guesthouse, stunned by how easy it was to make that much money!
Since then, we’ve been meeting up two or three times a week for our massages, except that we’ve never actually done a massage, we just have sex. I know he tells his friends about me, too, because a few times a week when he isn’t home, one of them will knock on the door of the guesthouse and ask if I’m interested in doing some special entertaining. I never say no, the money is too good and it’s a lot of fun. All of them want different things and certain things I ask for more money to do. I have a few men that give me a monthly stipend just to ensure that I’ll be available to them if they want me to come over, or go out to dinner or even if they just want to call and talk to me for awhile. I’ve learned so many things about what turns men on and what turns me on. Part of me feels like maybe this is what I was meant to do. Is that strange?
I guess now triple H can stand for Hollywood Hooker Heather, lol.
…slowly lick the entire shaft while I’m on my knees looking up in his eyes.
Some of the things I’ve learned is I can be very dominate, as clearly I am already inherently submissive. I love sucking cock and all the different ways to do it that are exciting for a man. I like to hear him moan if I suck hard on the tip or slowly lick the entire shaft while I’m on my knees looking up in his eyes. Anal sex had been something I only did with myself and one of my toys, so it’s fun to do it with men and they pay a lot for it, too! I also like watching porn with guys and seeing the different things that get them off while we masturbate together. I have guys that like to see me after I’ve been freshly fucked so they can worship the scent between my legs. One guy likes me to kick his balls and tease him for having a little dick, another one likes to spend at least an hour licking and sucking my pussy and telling me how sweet I taste. I also enjoy being treated like the submissive that I am and being “forced” to choke on cock and eat asshole, it really turns me on to feel filthy and used like that!
I hope I’ve shared enough with you about me to keep your interest, and can’t wait to tell you more about my naughty life! Call me anytime.
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