Sex for Hire? Ariel’s Escort Desire: Part One

I have always had this personal secret fantasy of being an escort. I love sex and who doesn’t love money? When I first started doing Phone Sex a few weeks ago, I was talking to a male friend about it and he misunderstood what exactly I was doing. He offered me cash on the spot for sex. Extra for a couple kinkier things he wanted to do. I can’t lie, I was tempted, the thought of getting paid for sex was exciting.

I’m not going to tell you how much he offered me. I’m curious what you think I’m worth?

My brain’s instant reaction was to take offense, but my naughty bits had a different idea. I was so wet thinking about getting paid for sex. I’m not even particularly attracted to him and I was still Suzie on the Spot, ready and raring to go! Don’t get me wrong he’s a handsome man, just not my type. The thought of fucking him for money though, he immediately became so much more attractive! It’s crazy how many things actually affect your attraction to someone. I reluctantly declined, but it had my mind racing. I wanted to do it so bad.

We kept hanging out, joking around about it, no big deal or anything. It kept popping back in my head though. Having a few drinks and hanging out I got more flirtatious, especially because I’m so wet I’m worried I’m going to leave a spot. I’m thinking so much about is offer for paid sex that I can’t even focus. I want to crawl between his legs and pull him out and slide him out sucking him till he’s hard… or maybe he’ll already be hard. 

He noticed I’m not really paying attention and squirming quite a bit. Stopping he apologizes, asking if he made me uncomfortable with his proposition. Embarrassed, I feel bad. I don’t want him to think I’m upset. I decide to just be honest. I’ve known him a long time, so I tell him, “no, actually, the thought of getting paid for sex has me extremely turned on. I can’t stop thinking about it, and I’m so wet. I’m just having a hard time focusing.” It’s obvious he’s surprised. Then I happen to notice a jump in his pants. 

I realize there’s no way he hasn’t noticed I’ve been staring at his cock this entire time. 

He knows I’ve seen it and being quite a bit ballsy for him he slides over next to me and sets his hand on my leg, I gasp. The second the warmth of his hand meets my inner thigh I can feel a gush between my legs. Looking up at him I tell him, well hell, now I really made a mess. He lays his hand over my neck and the side of my face, my head falls back and I moan lightly. Leaning down he whispers in my ear. 

“So is the amount I mentioned earlier sufficient, or will you require more? Because I intend on ravaging you.”

If you like this check out my blog about my First time with my Mr.

You can also check out my audio blog for this to hear it with all the sexy details!

 
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