Diary of a High Price Escort Book One - Sex Stories

Diary of a High Price Escort Book One

... into the soft, warm flesh.

His eyes were as big as saucers, and he stared intently at my chest as I moved his prizes up and down on the hot pulsing cock meat.

Stepping up my tease a notch, I pulled back and used deft fingers to undo the clasp that held my breasts firmly in place.

Barry smiled as the lacy material parted, revealing my erect nipples and perfectly round pink areola.

I again cupped both tits and used my thumbs to entice the taut nipples as Barry slid one hand to his cock shaft and slowly stroked himself.

As I leaned forward again, I tucked my chin against my neck and spat between my tits, coating the deep cleavage with moisture.

Barry pressed his cock toward that slippery flesh, and as it nestled there, I pushed my tits together, capturing his throbbing cock.

"Oh, yeah!" Barry exclaimed as I moved my tits up and down, smearing my saliva over his entire shaft and flaring cock head.

Barry again rested his hands on the broad arms of his leather chair, and his eyes were glued to the vision of sensuality kneeling before him.

I began slowly raising and dropping down, using my full breasts and slippery cleavage to pleasure my husband's throbbing cock.

He almost involuntarily began thrusting up as I dropped down, causing the blood-engorged cock head and soft flaring corona to pop out from between my tits.

"You love fucking my tits, don't you, baby?" I asked.

Barry instantly replied. "You know I do, Margaret."

I spoke again. "Are ...

... you gonna fuck my hot MILF pussy too?"

Barry knew of the acronym but had never heard me use it.

"Yes, I'm going to fuck your hot MILF pussy, Margaret," Barry replied.

I released my tits and let him slide through my cleavage, spreading my tits apart with his cock, then grasped its slippery length and slapped the head against one sensitive nipple, then the other, coating them both with warm saliva.

"I wanna be on top, baby," I said as I straightened up and stood.

I especially like being on top. It gives Barry free use of his hands to caress and massage my breasts and taut nipples, and I can cup their fullness and lift them to his lips. Barry's cock fits inside me best when I sit on it and ride him. When I do, his girth spreads me wide open, and the rock-hard shaft rubs over my clit each time I plunge on his fat cock. My orgasms are more intense, and quite frequently, I've climaxed multiple times when we fuck in that position.

Barry closed his legs and grasped his aching cock as I stood and quickly removed my lacy thong.

Moving toward him, I placed one knee on the leather arm of his chair and then slowly moved above his loins, putting the other on the opposite arm.

Barry looked beyond his saliva-coated cock to examine the glistening lips of my pussy. As I began lowering my loins toward his pulsing cock those glistening lips spread apart. The lower I went, the wider the gap between them grew.

His hand guided the head toward its target. My hands were ...