ログイン"What the fuck was THAT?" she thought, nearly jumping up but catching herself so she didn't ruin the moment.Tony caught his breath before it escaped. Holy shit. In the back of his mind, he remembered she said she would touch him eventually but in the four minutes or so this had been going on, he'd forgotten about it completely and it caught him off guard.With every utterance of "Panama," Cassie rubbed her body on top of Tony's thigh. She could feel the heat rising from his chest and he could feel the heat of her ass on his leg.Cassie was still fully clothed and her jeans were a bit rough on Tony's thigh but he didn't care. Not one bit. Cassie grinded on him for less than 15 seconds in all but it felt like an eternity for both of them.It was hot. It was dirty. It was exciting.As the second verse began, Cassie stood up and moved forward three feet. Tony hated to see her go but it would be worth it for whatever was next.Keeping her hips moving from side to side, Cassie once again l
"Can we wait a second?" Tony said."Why?""I just need a second to breathe," he replied, taking a deep breath."Let me know when you're ready," she said.Tony closed his eyes and took short, rapid, deep breaths. It took about 20 seconds before he was in the head space for what was about to happen and, even then, he didn't quite believe it."Hang on," Cassie said.She walked through the hotel room quickly, making sure the blinds were all shut and no one could see in. It's bad enough she's about to do this. She didn't want an audience. An audience of more than one anyway.On her walk, Cassie made sure to shut all the lights in the kitchen and bathroom. She couldn't control the way this room looked and couldn't shut off all the lights to make it "feel" like a strip club but this was close enough for a couple of songs."You good?" she asked Tony one last time."Yeah." he said. From where Tony was sitting, he could see his cousin with her back to him. She looked nervous. He couldn't blame
It's such a sexy thought. One he specifically sought out more times than he could count. Black lingerie is, thankfully, super common in porn.As he pictured his cousin in that black bra, his mind turned to what was underneath it for the first time. He never intended to but he'd be lying if he said he hadn't thought of Cassie naked before tonight. He's a red blooded man and he's known her long enough to see the way she transformed when she hit puberty. You couldn't stop those thoughts from popping in every now and again, especially not when you're a horn-dog teenager.Save for the occasional glance at stray cleavage at a family function or holiday party, though, Tony never intentionally allowed his mind to wonder onto dirty thoughts of his cousin for too long and he was always quick to focus on something else. He just didn't think of family like that. Until tonight."How do I look?" Cassie asked, the answer far more important to her self confidence than either of them knew."You look a
Fully dressed in the lingerie Tony asked for, she looked like a porn star. A hot one. And even with the extra layer of clothes she put over said lingerie, to make the striptease more exciting, she knew she was a knockout. There's a reason she can charge $1,200 for an hour of her time and men like her cousin were willing to pay it.He paid for this. What a weird thought.Cassie took a long look at herself and worked up the nerve to proceed.She tried to picture what it was about her body that made even her cousin -- her own cousin -- want to fuck her. At 5' 6'' Cassie was slightly taller than most of the girl she knew. She proudly rocked her 38-24-36 frame, knowing they were measurements most women would kill for.Tonight, she was closer to five-nine, counting her red, double-strapped shoes. And the best part was, once she toss
"I can do that," she said. "I can give you a striptease and a lap dance.""You want to strip for me?" Tony said, his brain still not processing this as real. "Me? Your cousin?""Shit," Cassie said, defeated. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. Just forget it. I don't know-""Don't know what?""I don't know why I said that," she said, feeling her face turn bright red. "I just, I was in my car and I was getting ready to leave and I felt bad.""You felt bad?""I felt bad," she continued. "Just, look, this isn't what either of us wanted but I wasn't kidding earlier. I like doing this and I like making people feel good. I don't like ... I don't like this.""Well neither do I," Tony said. "This is pretty much the most embarrassing moment of my life."His words stung her more than he realized."Yeah, me too," she said.Great. Another uncomfortable silence.Tony spoke first."What do you mean you'll strip for me?"The
"Fuck you," Cassie said, laughing. "Yeah. Make fun of the escort. How original. I'm not trying to be Julia Roberts or whatever. I'm not ridiculous. I know what this is and why I'm doing it. I get paid to have sex for a living and it might not be 'normal' or whatever but I help people.""Uh huh," Tony said."Seriously," she said. "I have clients I've seen for YEARS who treat me incredibly well and tell me every time I see them that I'm the only thing they look forward to."As Cassie spoke, Tony couldn't help but notice she really sounded convincing. She was either an incredible actress or she really did believe these things about sex work."It's not just about the sex," she said. "It's about making a connection. It's about being able to be vulnerable with someone. It's about having fun.""By fucking," Tony said."Well, yeah," Cassie replied."If you love your job so much, why do you charge for it?" Tony asked, genuinely interested in w
For the next three years, I swore off dating. I worked twelve-hour days, went to recovery meetings every day, and continued with therapy. In other words, I forgot about myself and kept busy distracting myself from thinking about anything else.Things changed once my sister moved out of state for co
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