Chrissy Costanza (prostitution)

John got a call from his client, Chrissy Costanza. It wasn't unusual as her manager, but her request was.

"Can you come downtown, on Jefferson street, in the alley next to the tattoo shop." She asked.

So, John went there, wondering what was going on and hoping to not have to clean some result of career destroying actions. But his hopes were crushed as he found her half naked with the dirtiest tattoos he had ever seen.

"Whore" "I suck for cheap" "pay me to use me" every one of them was a catastrophe.

"What the fuck happened?" He asked.

"I fucked up with the tattoo girl husband... and I ended up like this when she threw me out. No idea how I got those tats."

"... And how much is it for a blowjob?"

"Five bucks."

John was shocked he said that, and even more shocked she answered.

"Shit, I'm sorry, I don't know why I said that." He apologized.

"It's ok, I don't know either why I answered. But you want me to suck your dick or not?"

John pulled his wallet out of his pocket and gave her a bill.

"What the fuck is going on?" He said, shocked how he felt natural to pay the whore... his client... no, he was the client...

"I don't know!" She told him, taking the bill. "But do you want us to take a room or do I suck you behind this dumpster?"

"Listen, I'm not... I'm not..." John started to say before forgetting what he wanted to tell her. "Do you think I'm going to fuck you in a dirty alley?"

"To fuck me, it's twenty bucks, tho."

"Sure! The blowjob is for the way there."

Chrissy followed him to his car and sat next to him. As he drove back home, she opened his fly and leaned down to suck his cock as he drove in town. The young whore wasn't great at her job, but she was cheap, after all. John wondered why he didn't take an escort, he had the money for it, but after all, something quick and cheap is good too.

Back to his mansion, his cock was all wet but not yet ready to come. Maybe it was a bad decision.

"Stop it, you're terrible at this."

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm doing my best."

"Well, you need practice. You look good, but you need some work... Why don't you let me help you find clients that will give you that experience you need."

Showing a big smile, she said joyfully. "That would be great, mister!"

"Ok, then, come with me, I'll make some calls."

Following him, he gave her two bills of ten and made her lay on his office. As he fucked her pussy, he called some friends.

"I have a little whore here. She's new in the job and need some practice. I'm sure you can help her with that. What do you think? She's cheap, don't worry!"

Chrissy Costanza, changed her name under the advice of John, calling herself Crystal Love. She trained under a lot of his friend, getting better at making a man enjoy all her holes. Passed down through a lot of famous names, she really felt special as she increased her rates while often staying for a day or two in luxurious mansions. Sometimes, she dreamed to be more than that, like a famous singer living in one of these houses. But she knew she was just a whore, getting paid to be fucked and discarded, and it was ok too.