“If we do this, I’m going to treat you like any other customer,” Cassie said. “It’s $1,200 for the extra hour and you only get one pop.”
“One pop?” Tony asked, a little confused.
“Yeah, one pop,” she repeated. “You only get to cum once.”
“Ahh,”
“I’ll start with a hand job,” she said, sounding like a waitress taking a customer’s order. “We’ll set a five minute timer. If you can last, and I don’t think you will, I’ll suck your dick.”
Holy fuck. She said it.
“I’m warning you now,” she said. “If you cum before I tell you to, we’re done. Period.”
“How long do I have to hold out for?” Tony wondered aloud, unsure if he could hold off.
“As long as I want you to,” Cassie said.
“And then I get to fuck you?” he asked.
“If you somehow manage not to cum—and that won’t be easy—we can fuck,” she said.
Tony’s heart was pounding. He’d waited all night to hear her say that.
“Do we have a deal?” she asked.
“One condition,” Tony said.
“Name it,” she replied.
“I get to touch whatever I want.”
It was a simple request Cassie really didn’t really mind. She loved the feel of her cousin’s strong hands playing with her tits and her ass so far and she yearned to feel his fingers inside of her pussy. Still, she wanted Tony to have to work for what he wanted, to have to fight the urge to cum the entire time they did this. Letting him touch her might be a distraction.
A good distraction but a distraction none the less.
She touched herself again. She was already so wet. Still, the thought of replacing her fingers with Tony’s was something she simply couldn’t resist.
“Fine,” she said. “But I want the money now.”
“You’ve got it,” he said, grabbing his phone. A few clicks of a button later, the transaction was official. Cassie watched her phone and checked for confirmation of the deposit. Once it came, she smiled.
“This is going to be fun,” she thought.
It would be the best money Tony ever spent.
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Tony always hated this part of escort porn.
In the videos he watched, typically the woman would enter a hotel room and chat with the client for a little while before going to the bathroom for her money, getting dressed in sexy clothing and immediately getting down to business.
It always struck him as incredibly fake. Real life was never that smooth and in a real escort situation, he imagined, it would probably be a lot more awkward. He was right.
Neither Tony nor Cassie were ready to make the first move to take this encounter to the next level and they each waited for the other to act.
“So …,” Tony said. “You’re the expert. How do we do this?”
“How do we fuck?” Cassie asked with a sly grin. “I thought you’d done that before.”
“You know what I mean,” he replied.
“Shut up and kiss me,” Cassie said, breaking the confusion.
Tony was happy to oblige.
Sitting straight up in his chair with his cousin still resting on her knees, Tony took his right hand, placed it behind Cassie’s head and pulled her in close.
The two locked lips and he could feel her chest beating on top of his.
Their first kiss wasn’t passionate so much as it was inquisitive, a metaphorical sparring match as each tried to figure the other out.