Diary of a High Price Escort Book One - Sex Stories

Diary of a High Price Escort Book One

... and that taut flesh massages the flaring corona and shaft each time he thrusts inside me.

As I slowly stroked him through the fabric of his undershorts, his cock responded like always, swelling and hardening to a full erection.

I released my grip and slipped one hand under the material. His erection was complete; I circled his cock with my soft fingers and stroked him several times, skin to throbbing skin.

"That feels so nice, Margaret," Barry whispered.

I love feeling his cock pulsing in my hand and wanted to massage his balls with my other hand, watching him twitch as my skillful fingers pleasured his cock.

"Lift a little, Barry," I suggested.

Barry did so, and I slipped his underwear off his hips, pulling them along his thighs until I gathered his slacks and peeled both garments down to his ankles.

I slipped his loafers off, and he lifted his feet so I could brush his clothes to the side.

"God, you're so sexy!" Barry said as I slowly ran the tips of my fingernails up his legs and along the inside of his thighs.

Goosebumps instantly rose on his naked flesh. I looked up into his eyes, knowing he'd be watching my every move.

I used my nails to tease the flesh covering his balls which, as usual, were pulled taut on either side of his erect cock. Barely touching the pulsing shaft, I spider-walked my nails along its length until I reached the bulging cock head.

Barry's eyes were glued to mine, with his erect cock the only thing in our line of ...

... sight.

I love stroking his hard-on, watching his expression change as my soft fingers and palms move over the head across the wide corona and down the shaft to his balls.

One hand cupped those cum filled balls while the other moved expertly up and down the length of his swollen cock. "That feels so good, Margaret," Barry said.

But I knew what felt even better and what Barry always waited for as I teased his cock with my hands. What he loves most is for me to lean forward and capture his swollen cock between my tits and then dry hump him with their soft, firm flesh.

As I slowly stroked him with my hands, I smiled and asked. "You want this hard cock between my tits, don't you, baby?"

Barry nodded yes and moved his hands from the chair's arms to my shoulders, gently pulling me toward him.

I released his cock and slid my hands to cup both full tits, my thumbs gently massaging my erect nipples through the lacy fabric. Barry pulled a little firmer on my shoulders.

I smiled at him knowing he couldn't wait to feel his cock slip between the twin orbs of pleasure that he'd paid nearly five grand for.

Leaning forward even more, I ended his wait, pressing his pulsing cock between my tits and into the soft, warm tight cleavage. His cock surged its underside sliding over the lacy clasp that still held my bra tightly in place.

I slowly began dry humping his cock, letting it slide across the crack between my tits, and every couple of times I rose, I'd press him deeper ...