One Trick Penny – Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

One Trick Penny – Chapter 2

Home Service We waited until Friday night for Penny’s debut. At 7 PM, Dave sent me a text message or more accurately Penny got the text. My cell phone pinged and I got a message that read, “Penny, straight lay - $200?” I texted back, “Sorry, min 250 without oral. 300 gets U head to start. Am TOTALLY worth it.” It took a few minutes before he texted back, “K – get here by 8. Wife out then.” I told Dave, “A friend needs me to help pick out hand towels. I’ll be back in a couple of hours,” and I was out the door before he had a chance to said goodbye. I’d rented a nearby cheap hotel room for the weekend earlier in the day and had all of my clothing and supplies already waiting. I spent the next half-hour getting ready. I drive back to my “clients” house and rang the bell. I introduced myself when Dave answered the door, “Hi, I’m Penny, your date for the night.” The look on Dave’s face was priceless when he saw me. His jaw hung open, and he stammered something about me coming inside. I had on the red leather mini complete with shimmery stockings with a dark seam in back. I had no bra and the tight satin blouse my erect nipples left very little to the imagination as to the suppleness of my breasts. My eyes were accentuated with a dark smoky eye shadow and heavy mascara that gave me an aura of intrigue. In the heels and tiny skirt, my legs seemed to go on forever. “The agency insists that I’m paid up front, sir.” My voice was low and sensual. I put out my hand with the palm up. ...

... Dave’s hand was trembling as he passed me three hundred-dollar bills. We chatted briefly just as if we were two complete strangers in the prelude of intimacy, but my customer seemed nervous. I wondered if this was his first time with a high end whore. I made a mental note to ask later. Even though it had been just ten-minutes, I found myself wanting to get down to business. It wasn’t as if I needed to rush off to my next John; this was the only punch in my dance card for the evening. Somehow, I just seemed to go with the territory. I was relieved when he took me by the hand and kissed me before leading me toward the bedroom. “Sorry, I guess we’re not supposed to kiss,” he said awkwardly. “It’s alright, sir. I’m with an elite service. It’s included in the package.” “You can call me Dave.” I had him sit on the bed and began to unzip his pants. “Very well, Dave it is. I want you to tell me if you think you're about to cum. I want you to enjoy the entire experience.” I tugged at his pants and then removed his shorts. He smiled with that slight sense of arrogance he usually had when it came to sex. Dave was a true swordsman in the sack, but I had a few new maneuvers I’d been rehearsing. I knelt and placed my head between his legs. I looked up to see him surveying every curve of my legs. His cock was throbbing in my hands; actually quivering with excitement. I kissed the circumcised head of his shaft and began to circle the tip of it with my tongue. I traversed it numerous times, ...