At this time, I’d been working as a model in Mexico City for about 3 years with the same agency. They usually had me do ecommerce shoots for products sold online. It wasn't anything very exciting, but I liked working with them; The shoots were local, so even on longer days, I’d still end up being able get home in time to sleep in my own bed.

But on this occasion, they had asked me if I’d do a job out of town. It was in a nearby city, Queretaro, at an event's centre hosting a big graduation. They were looking for girls to act as concierge for the night. The agency provided a minibus for us to get there, so we were taken straight to the venue that night.

They had told us to dress in “formal black”, which didn’t mean a lot to me. However, I’m pretty sure they didn’t expect me to show up in fishnet tights with no panties, but it made me feel sexy. Most of the other girls were dressed more conservatively, but they were polite enough to not say anything.

The evening went as expected. Telling drunk rich people that it was impossible to find their coat if they'd lost their ticket, “the restrooms are that way", and “parking is the other”. Those were the extent of my responsibilities, which I thought was easy enough.

At 2am, our job was done, and the agency bus dropped me and the other girls off at our respective Airbnb’s around the city. I had to walk up and down the street a few times until I found mine, tucked behind another house. I used the lockbox with the code provided to me, opened a small gate at the end of the gravel driveway which led up to the front door. All the lights were off when I entered, and I left it that way. I was ready for bed and the streetlights provided enough illumination to find my way up the stairs.

I threw my bag on the bed, kicked off my heels, and grabbed my mug and tea. I went back downstairs with the goal of making a cup of tea before bed. However, this time I noticed something I hadn’t seen when I walked in. In the streetlight that was filtering in through the window, I could make out someone sitting on the sofa. I froze in my steps until I heard his soft voice, “Hey there, you’re Ashy right?”. I hesitantly replied “I am.” I tried to sound confident. His response was quick, “I’m Greg, this is my place.” It’s not unusual for me to be asked to share a place with another model, but I’m pretty sure I hadn’t been told I’d be sharing my Airbnb with the owner. To me, it appeared that Greg had rented out his bedroom and was living on the couch. He obviously needed some extra cash.

After our brief greeting in the darkness, I quickly turned the corner into the kitchen and tried to forget the encounter. I made some hot water and added it to the tea in my mug, and then decided to quickly head back upstairs to my room. When I stepped back into the hall, I noticed Greg had left the couch and was standing near the front door, staring at me nervously through wide apologetic looking eyes, almost cowering. It’s as if he’d never seen a beautiful girl before.

Taking in his appearance in better lighting, he looked to be 20 years older than me, quite overweight, balding, and wearing thick glasses. He was dressed in a button up shirt and dress trousers that were wrinkled showing he had been sleeping in them. All told, he was quite unattractive and unstylish.

I gave him a half smile and nod of acknowledgement trying to act confident again. I started up the stairs to the room, but to my alarm, I heard his steps following me up the staircase. I reassured myself that he must just need to use the bathroom, so I continued into my room. Once inside I chanced a look back over my shoulder. I saw him trembling in the doorway staring at me like he had downstairs.

But my internal reaction wasn't as I may have expected it to be. When I saw this little old man, nervously cowering in my wake, I thought that maybe I should do something nice for him. It was then that I wondered how it would feel to be in bed with someone so much rounder and balder than my traditional partners. Someone so unattractive had me thinking of how grateful someone like that would be to have a night with a model.

Before I had another thought, I sat on the end of the bed and opened my legs wide to show him that I had no panties covering my naked, tight, little brown pussy. I gave him a stare that beckoned him forward. His mouth dropped open, but after the shock faded away, he leapt towards the bed. I expected him to try to kiss me, but to my surprise, he just fell to his knees and pushed his head between my legs. That’s when I felt his large tongue vigorously start to lap at my pussy, through the fishnets I was still wearing. His fat tongue was just barely able to make it through the gaps in my tights and into my soft and quickly soaking hole.

I don’t know if it was the novelty or absurdity of the situation, probably both, but I felt a wave flow through me and I knew I was about to cum. I pulled his chubby face into me as the heat rushed through my head. My back arched and I let out a huge groan of pleasure. My pussy streamed juice into his awaiting mouth. He just kept going, lapping up my cream as if his little fat life depended on it. It felt wild and intense.

Once the wave subsided, I looked down at his fat little cheeks dripping in my pussy juice. He gazed up at me with the glee of someone who'd just won the lottery, and after that orgasm, I wasn’t going to deny him anything. I flipped over onto my stomach, pulled my tight little black dress up passed my tight ass, and looked back at him with the same beckoning look in my eyes, inviting him to take me right then and there.

I don’t think it was possible for someone to rip their pants down faster. He stood their behind me with his tiny cock. The fat from his stomach almost obscuring it from view. He was already leaking with precum and looked ready to burst.

He didn’t waste any time, and was immediately over the top of me on the bed. I could feel the bed creaking under his tremendous weight. That’s when I felt him throw his cock inside of me. Between my wetness, and his small cock size, it slid right in with no resistance. While I was on my stomach, he held me firmly in place with a hand against the small of my back. He was fucking me surprisingly fast and hard, his pelvis slamming into my tight ass with each thrust. It felt like I was getting drilling, and it felt so good!

I could feel him tiring himself out, and to my surprise, he still hadn’t cum inside me yet. Fearing that he may have a heart attack, I pushed him off me with a hand on his chest. He stood there, red-faced and sweating, confused and scared that it all might be over.

Instead of stopping there, I came again to the edge of the bed and dropped to my knees. His eyes shot open in disbelief when he realized what was happening. I just nodded to him and opened my pretty mouth. But instead of just sliding in, he used both of his hand on the back of my head to slam his small cock into my mouth. He was almost suffocating me, but I knew it wouldn’t last long. I circled my tongue ring around the tip of his dick and after only a few seconds, I could feel it pulsing between my lips as he pumped what felt like a gallon of cum into my mouth. I surprised myself when I swallowed every drop without choking. I pushed him out of my mouth and just laughed.

I couldn’t believe I’d just let this fat unattractive man inside my pussy and mouth. I blushed to myself as I took his hand and led him to bed. I smiled as I considered the possibility of doing it again the following morning.