The appointment came through as a duo booking — a man and a woman, requesting Mika for a private three-hour session.
The request notes were brief but intriguing:
"We're a couple. She's curious. I'm respectful. We want an experience, not just a session. We want to worship her. Together."
Mika's body tingled reading it. This wasn't novelty or performance — it was desire, carefully shaped. Someone had thought this through.
The suite they booked was a high-end corner room: warm-toned, with a sunken bed, mirrored walls, and a couch in front of a softly glowing fireplace. Mika wore what the woman requested: black thigh-high stockings, a sheer robe, and nothing underneath.
She knocked once.
The door opened.
Hannah was late twenties, curvy, with dark curls falling over her shoulders and green eyes that studied Mika with open, nervous hunger.
Eli, her partner, was tall, warm-eyed, mid-thirties, with a steady calm that matched Hannah's coiled anticipation. He kissed Mika's cheek like a gentleman. Hannah hugged her instead, pressing close, skin already flushed.
"I've never done anything like this," Hannah admitted softly. "But I've… wanted to."
Mika smiled. "You're safe with me."
Hannah leaned in again — this time to kiss her. A soft, uncertain brush of lips. Mika responded gently, deepening the kiss, tilting her head, guiding Hannah's tongue to dance with hers. Her hands slid around Hannah's waist, pulling her in, feeling her body relax.
Eli watched silently, aroused and reverent.
Clothes fell away like petals.
Mika helped undress Hannah first — slowly, sensually. She slipped her hands under the woman's blouse, kissed down her chest, unhooked her bra with practiced grace. Hannah's breasts were full and flushed. Her nipples hardened instantly under Mika's tongue.
"Oh… God…" Hannah gasped.
Eli exhaled behind them, sitting at the edge of the bed, already hard under his slacks.
Mika kissed her way down Hannah's stomach, kneeling, eyes locked with hers. She gently guided her to sit on the edge of the bed, then parted her thighs.
"May I taste you?" Mika whispered.
Hannah nodded breathlessly.
Mika's tongue met Hannah's pussy in one slow, deliberate stroke.
She licked softly, letting her feel every motion — the teasing flicks, the wet pressure, the gentle suction. Hannah moaned, legs trembling.
Eli watched with parted lips, stroking himself slowly through his pants.
Mika slid her hands under Hannah's thighs, anchoring her in place, licking faster now. Her tongue circled Hannah's clit, then flicked it with increasing intensity. When she sucked gently — firm but tender — Hannah's back arched off the bed.
"Oh fuck—don't stop—please don't—"
Mika slipped two fingers inside her, curling them upward. Hannah came hard — legs shaking, breath gone, pussy soaking Mika's mouth and hand.
When Mika rose, Eli was already naked.
She kissed him, tasting Hannah on her lips.
He kissed back hungrily.
"Lie down," Mika said to him.
He did.
Mika mounted him slowly, guiding his thick cock inside her inch by inch. He groaned deeply as she sank down, taking him to the base.
Hannah watched — naked, wide-eyed, flushed.
"Come here," Mika said, reaching for her.
Hannah knelt behind Mika on the bed, kissing her shoulder, her neck, then her mouth. Their tongues tangled as Mika began to ride Eli, slow and deep, letting every stroke ripple through her.
Eli's hands gripped her hips. Mika moaned into Hannah's mouth.
Then Hannah lowered herself, mouth finding Mika's breast, sucking gently as Mika bounced on Eli's cock. The pleasure spiraled.
"Oh my God…" Mika gasped.
Eli thrust up into her. Mika clenched. Hannah kissed her again.
"I want to taste you," Hannah whispered. "Both of you."
They repositioned — Eli on his back, Mika straddling his face now, while Hannah took his cock into her mouth.
It was an erotic symphony.
Mika's knees trembled as Eli's tongue worked her clit — fast, firm, hungry. Beneath her, she could feel the vibration of his moans as Hannah deep-throated him.
Mika reached down to guide Hannah's head, watching the wet stretch of her lips around Eli's cock.
"Just like that…" Mika moaned. "God, you're so good…"
When Mika came on Eli's tongue, she cried out, loud and raw — hips grinding against his face, thighs clamping.
Hannah was still sucking him when Mika shifted down beside her.
Together, they brought him to the edge — Mika licking his balls while Hannah rode his cock now, panting, bouncing faster, her breasts swaying, her moans getting louder—
Eli grabbed her waist.
"I'm going to come—!"
"Inside me," Hannah gasped.
He did.
With a desperate groan, he pulsed deep inside her, clenching her hips, holding her in place.
Hannah collapsed onto Mika's chest, giggling breathlessly.
"That was… the hottest thing I've ever done."
Mika smiled, stroking her hair. "You were perfect."
Eli chuckled. "She was. But so were you."
They lay together after — all three tangled under the sheets, skin to skin, mouths occasionally kissing.
No clock. No rush.
Just soft fingers, slow kisses, and warmth shared in every possible way.