Champagne Mula

Champagne Mula | Luxury Companion in Kansas City | EOA KC

Champagne Mula: Kansas City’s Premier Luxury Companion



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Profile

Age: 22
Height: 5’1”
Race: Black and White
Skin Tone: Caramel
Body Type: Curvy, Chubby
Bust: DDD
Hair: Dark Brown, Straight or Curly
Eye Color: Deep Brown
Foot Size: 7.5
Tattoos: Rose Vine (Lower Back), Crescent Moon (Calf), Heart (Forearm)
Piercings: Tongue, Nose (Diamond Stud), Ears (Silver Hoops)

Champagne Mula in red lace for Bio section

Bio

Physical Description

I’m Champagne Mula, a 22-year-old luxury companion in Kansas City, verified by EOA KC. My Black and White heritage gives my caramel skin a glow that begs for your touch. At 5’1”, I’m curvy and chubby—my DDD bust strains against fabric, and my juicy backside is a masterpiece, especially in doggy style, my favorite way to drive you wild.

My dark brown hair switches between sleek, straight strands brushing my shoulders and bouncy curls that dance with every step. My deep brown eyes promise sin, and my tongue piercing is made for teasing unforgettable spots.

My tattoos—a rose vine across my lower back, a crescent moon on my calf, and a heart on my forearm—pulse with my wild side. Silver hoops dangle from my ears, a diamond stud sparkles on my nose, and my tongue piercing clicks when I’m ready to play.


Champagne Mula showcasing tattoos in Bio section

Personality & Kinks

My size 7.5 feet crave worship—kiss them, and I’ll melt. I live to please; your moans make my heart race. As a switch, I’ll tie you up or surrender to your control, depending on the vibe. Fetish and BDSM are my playground, especially with a paypig showering me in cash—my ultimate kink.

I’m bi, craving a sweaty FMF threesome, and my wildest fantasy is rolling on a pile of dollar bills, the paper sticking to my skin as I scream. I’m open to anal if the fit’s right, and I squirt like a fountain—clit play sets me off, and I can go multiple rounds without stopping.

My record? A 14-hour marathon that left us grinning. Bad hygiene or attitudes kill my vibe, but treat me like a queen, and I’ll take you to another world. From starry-sky quickies to buzzing butt plugs, I make fantasies real. For the right price, I’d star in a film or dive into a group scene—just name it.

I’m STD-free, certified by EOA KC and Heff of KC in Manscaping, Lingerie Home Cleaning, Lingerie Home Cooking, Strippergram, and EOA Massages (Nuru, Tantric, Lingam, Yoni).




Champagne Mula in lingerie for Rates section


Rates

Craving Champagne Mula, Kansas City’s premier luxury companion? EOA KC’s verified star offers exclusive incall experiences from $100 for 10 minutes to $320 for a 60-minute outcall.

  (816) 999-1463  |   [email protected] 

Incall Services

Each session is for one pop or until your purchased time is up!

ServiceDurationRate
Bj10 Min$100
Bj15 Min$130
Bj30 Min$180
Bj60 Min$240
Qv1515 Min$150
QV2020 Min$170
HHR30 Min$220
Fh6060 Min$270
                                                                                   

Etiquette

I’m Champagne Mula, EOA KC’s top luxury companion in Kansas City. I don’t tolerate nonsense. Want a night with me? Follow my rules, or you’re out.

Rules

  1. Respect My Limits: My boundaries are firm. Ask upfront or check my site. Push me, and you’re done.
    Example: No anal unless I say so.
  2. Don’t Smell: Shower, brush your teeth, clean clothes. Smell bad, and we’re over before we start.
    Example: Use my shower if you think you might need it.
  3. Be On Time: Exactly on time, not early, not late. Delayed? Call ASAP, or you’re out.
    Example: 8:00 PM means 8:00 PM sharp.
  4. Spill Kinks Early: Tell me your fantasies when booking. Mid-session surprises? Hell no.
    Example: Want BDSM? Say it upfront.
  5. Cash Up Front: Exact amount, envelope, ready. No haggling—I’m worth it.
    Example: $270 means $270, crisp.
  6. Keep It Private: Don’t blab about our time. Loose lips get you blacklisted.
    Example: No bragging on Discord.
  7. Don’t Linger: Paid time only. Want more? Pay. Creeping? You’re out.
    Example: 30 minutes means 30.
  8. Safety First: Condoms where I say, ID if I ask. Dodge this, and you’re done.
    Example: BBBJ? My call.
  9. Good Vibes Only: Be flirty, not a downer. Bad attitude? I’m done.
    Example: Compliment me, don’t whine.
  10. Tip Like a King: I’m a goddess—10-20% cash or gifts. Skimp, and you’re forgettable.
    Example: $270 session? Add $27-54.

Follow my rules, and I’ll make your night unforgettable. Mess up, and you’re out. Ready?







Outcall Services

You must order and pay for my Uber to and from your location.

ServiceDurationRate
Bj10 Min$150
Bj15 Min$180
Bj30 Min$230
Bj60 Min$290
Qv1515 Min$200
QV2020 Min$220
HHR30 Min$270
Fh6060 Min$320


Champagne Mula with toys for Virtual section





Virtual Experiences

Me and my toys

ServiceDurationRate
Videosext5 Min$30
Videosext10 Min$40
Videosext15 Min$50
Videosext20 Min$60
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Contact

Reach Out

Ready to book Champagne Mula, Kansas City’s elite luxury companion? Call or email EOA KC for an unforgettable session.

  (816) 999-1463  |   [email protected] 

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Story

Setting the Scene

The penthouse smelled of jasmine and amber, the air thick with anticipation. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, Kansas City’s neon skyline pulsed—electric pinks, blues, and purples painting the room in a feverish glow. I, Champagne Mula, EOA KC’s luxury companion, lounged on a black velvet chaise, my 5’1” frame draped in a crimson lace bodysuit that clung to my chubby curves.

The sheer fabric hugged my DDD bust, dark outlines teasing through the Qslace, my nipples hard as pebbles.

MqSy round, heavy backside sank into the plush velvet, the rose vine tattoo on my lower back begging to be traced. My dark brown curls, swept into a messy bun, spilled tendrils that tickled my neck, and my tongue piercing clicked as I sipped champagne, the bubbles sharp and sweet on my tongue.


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The Encounter Begins

My phone buzzed, lighting up with a notification—Marcus, my favorite paypig, had wired $15,000 for a few hours of my time. The thought of his cash—and his hungry eyes—sent a warm pulse through me, my skin tingling under the lace. I was ready, the thrill of making him quiver fueling my desire.

The door clicked open, and there he was: tall, chiseled, in a tailored charcoal suit. His cologne—sandalwood, bergamot, and leather—wrapped around me, and I inhaled deeply, my brown eyes glinting as my diamond stud caught the neon light. “Well, Marcus,” I purred, my voice dripping with seduction, “you’re ready to make this night sing.”


The Heat Intensifies

I slid off the chaise, my chunky hips swaying, the lace riding up to reveal my curves, the heart tattoo on my forearm pulsing. My bare feet sank into the plush carpet, my silver hoops swaying. I pushed him onto the king-sized bed, licking my lips, my thighs pressing against his hips as I straddled him, my weight sinking into him.

“I’m here to make you lose it,” I whispered, my breath hot against his ear, my tongue piercing grazing his lobe, sending a shiver through him. His hands reached for me, but I pinned his wrists above his head, my glossy red nails digging in. “Not yet,” I teased, my switch energy flaring—I was in control tonight.


The Climax

I slid down his body, my nails trailing over his shirt, buttons popping as I tore it open, exposing his taut chest, his musk mixing with cologne. His trousers hit the floor, revealing a thick, eager pulse that twitched under my gaze, already glistening.

“Ten inches is my record,” I said, licking my lips, my piercing glinting as I hovered over him, “but this will feel so good.” I took him slow and wet, my lips stretching, the piercing teasing as I worked him deep.

His groans were raw, vibrating through me, making my pulse quicken. I worked him, spit trailing, my eyes locked on his as he gripped the sheets, knuckles white.

“Bed,” I growled, crawling up to give him the view he’d paid for. I arched my back, my curves high—doggy style was my throne, and I owned it.

The rose vine tattoo bloomed as I moved, the lace barely covering my heat, my scent mingling with the jasmine. I claimed my pleasure, the sound echoing, my skin jiggling under my palm.

My fingers found my sweet spot, circling fast, the wet rhythm blending with his drive.

My release hit like a wave, soaking us, my voice raw, echoing off the ceilings. The musky scent filled the air. “Keep going,” I panted, my body trembling but insatiable.

He flipped me onto my back, spreading my legs, the moon tattoo on my thigh flexing as I hooked him closer. “Taste me,” I urged, breathless. He tore the bodysuit, revealing my pink gem, its sparkle a filthy secret.

His lips explored, hot and wet, the pressure pushing me over the edge.

Another wave hit, my moans shaking, as we moved for hours, the city’s lights painting our skin—pink across my cheeks, blue across my curves.

My tongue pierced teased his skin between rounds, cool against his heat. I lost count of my peaks—each wetter, the air thick with passion and champagne.

It wasn’t my 14-hour record, but it was close, my body trembling, the lace bodysuit shredded on the floor.

“Send more,” I panted, dreaming of cash sticking to my skin, another peak rising.

When we collapsed, my curls sweaty, my nose stud glinting, his taste lingered. I traced my heart tattoo on his chest with a red nail, leaning in.

“Next time, bring a girl,” I whispered, my FMF fantasy burning. “I’ll make you both alive.” Champagne Mula, Kansas City’s luxury dream, is more than a name—it’s a wildfire.




Champagne Mula post-climax in Story section