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Christina
I followRick to his room. It is a premium room, lucky number 77, in the East Tower overlooking the Bellagio fountains that dance in choreographed moves like a thousand cocks coming in synchronicity. A pornographic ballet. It is one hell of a modern room with an electric blue couch, a white chaise lounge, and a queen-sized bed with oversized pillows and gold duvet.
Rick takes his wallet from his back pocket, opens the fold, and counts out 10 $100 bills. He kicks off his boots and puts the money on the dresser for me to see. We look at each other, look at the money, and then look back at each other again. An awkward silence hangs in the air like two clumsy giraffes embraced in a dance.
It dawns on me that I am supposed to be the professional in this situation and I need to take charge. It is my job to seduce him, and not the other way around. I take a few sultry steps toward him, swinging my hips, and flipping my blonde hair over one shoulder. I place my hands on the man's chest, rubbing up and down and then in small circles until I reach his shirt buttons, undoing the top ones slowly. I tug at his collar. I run my fingers through his hair and behind hisears.
It feels robotic with the man standing there, giving no hint of emotion. Am I doing the right thing? The last time I had sex, it was with my stepson, David, and it was passionate. My body heats up just thinking about how David touched me, and I don’t feel any guilt or shame. Not about fucking my stepson, and not about taking money to fuck this stranger, Rick. I let the new heat flushing my skin course through my veins and push me forward to seducing Rick even better.
I lean into Rick’s neck, giving it a few nibbles, moving my lips and tongue a bit higher until I reach his ear, gently sucking on one lobe. I continue to stroke his chest and then his inner thighs.
Rick excitedly reaches for my breasts. He rolls one nipple between his fingers, almost too hard and I brace myself, but then he grabs a full breast, massaging it like his life depends on it. I find myself melting into his embrace as erotic flashbacks of David touching me play out in the back of mymind.
I begin to loosen up and let my instincts take over and my fantasies of David pull me under. I rhythmically rub Rick’s cock beneath his pants, and I can feel it swell and harden under my touch. I undo hisbelt.
"How do you want it, baby?" I purr into hisear.
Rick can barely answer manages to stammer out, "I want you on top, riding me with your pussy wrapped around my cock and squeezingit.”
I like a man who knows what he wants. While he is old enough to be my father, I can’t help but let my thoughts of David arouse me and enjoy that a man finds me attractive.
When Rick’s hands start to undress me, I don’t resist. He slowly unzips the back of my green dress. I can almost hear the teeth of the zipper unlocking one by one, because Rick’s movements are so slow and methodical. He begins by slipping my dress off of my shoulders, then peeling the gown to my waist, and past my hips until it falls to the floor. He then reaches for my black lace bra, unhooking the back in one movement. Once he removes the bra, my breasts spill out. No matter how old I might feel, I am proud of my breasts. They are big but not too big, round, firm, and full. Rick leans into my breasts with his mouth, carefully sucking each nipple and rolling them between his fingers until they’re taut and hard, aching to be touched more. He gives them an extra squeeze before sliding his hands down my sides, across my hips, and onto my inner thighs.
As his hands creep closer to my pussy, I remember the condom.
"You do have a condom, right?" I ask, keeping my voice seductive. "We need to put thaton."
Rick finishes unhooking his belt and slides his pants down to his knees in an eager rush, his hard cock stabbing out of his boxers.
"It's next to the alarm clock," he replies. "Raspberry flavored."
I haven’t encountered flavored condoms since the freebies I received at Planned Parenthood as a teenager. It almost makes me laugh. But killing two birds with one stone, I grab the condom, rip open the package and place it in my mouth. I walk toward Rick on my knees with my mouth slightly ajar, hoping he likes this little display I’m giving him. I think for $1000 he deserves more than the condom being thrown at him to use, and I’m kind of thrilled to be doing something so wrong.
I yank down his boxers, lower my mouth to his cock, and position the condom on the tip of his cock, throbbing now with need. Slowly, I unroll the latex, partly with my lips, and then by applying more pressure with my tongue, down the shaft. Once fully unrolled, I started to suck, tugging on the skin of his balls, massaging them between my fingers, grabbing his shaft and lowering my mouth in methodical motions.
Rick reaches for the back of my head and forces me deeper down his shaft until Rick is so hard and so deep in my mouth that I can barely hold back my gag reflex. I pull my head off his cock and look up at him, stroking my inner thighs and giving him my best fuck-me eyes. I don’t want to actually suck his cock right now, flavored condom ornot.
"I want to be inside of you so bad," he whimpers.
"I want you in me," I reply, keeping his gaze as I slowly remove my black lace thong, the final barrier.
"Get on top of me," Rick says. He reclines back on the electric blue couch. "Sit on mylap.”
I walk over to Rick with a coy saunter. Lifting one heel over him, I mount him, lowering my mouth first to bite his shoulder, his neck, and his lower lip. Finally, I lowered my pussy over his cock, allowing him to enterme.
He grasps my hips, grunting and thrusting as he rams his cock intome.
"You're so fucking sexy," he moans. He grabs my hair, yanking it with each thrust. I grab my breasts, squeezing them together and throwing my head back for dramatic flair.
Faster, faster, faster, Rick thrusts, and after a few quick bursts he stopped. His body relaxes into the couch, his hands dropped to his sides. "Fuck, that wasgood."
I didn't come. How could I? The man didn't last long enough and this is a job. Sex with a stranger no less. But the sheer depravity of what I had done sent a thrill of pleasure up my spine. I had been desirable enough for someone to want to pay me $1000 so that I could treat him coldly, fuck him, use his bathroom, and then leave.
I feel Rick get soft inside of me and while I don’t mind that the fucking is over, I still feel unsatisfied, and not just because I didn’t come. I dismount Rick and look around the luxurious hotel room – the height of decadence in the modern world. And here I am, a stepmother and I used to be a wife – reveling in my pure animalistic sexuality and thinking about the man I shouldn’t fuck, and want to more than anything. Accepting money from another man to sleep with him while I think about my stepson David. All to satisfy my greed for material possessions.
I can feel my pussy begin to tingle as I think about how naughty and dirty I am being. At how I am acknowledging the sinful nature of the crimes that I am committing. It is starting to get me excited to the point that I need to do something about it. I know that I have to take matters into my own hands. Rick got what he paid for, and he’s done. The one that I want isn’t Rick, anyway.
