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Authors: J. A Melville, Bianca Eberle
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direction? Hell, I had no idea. I’d never done anything like this before, but if I’d known there were male escorts, gigolos, call them whatever the hell you want to call them, that looked like these two, I’d have done this a long time ago.
Of course, Dante’s uncanny similarities, to the man from the club, might be what made him more attractive to me, but I didn’t really think so. This man oozed sex appeal from his pores. He gave off enough pheromones, that someone should be bottling him.
All I knew, was this evening was off to a great start, and suddenly, spending four and a half thousand dollars for two hours of their time, didn’t seem like much of an expense.
“It’s really nice to meet you.” I said, blushing at my words. They seemed so inadequate, when used on men that were the sexiest things I’d ever seen. “I’ve never…I…I don’t know what to do. I…I’ve…I’ve never done this before.” Worried that they might misinterpret my words, I thought I’d better clarify them. “I mean, I’ve never paid for sex before.”
“Do you need to have a glass of wine cara? Would that help you relax?” Dante’s voice drew my attention to him.
“I’ve already had a couple of glasses, and I don’t want to overdo it. Just, please, tell me what to do.”
Alex threw an arm around my shoulders. “Why don’t you take us, to where you want to act out your fantasy sugar? You do have a fantasy don’t you, or do you just want sex from men, who know what they’re doing?”
This close to Alex, and I could smell the gorgeous scent of his aftershave, coming off him. Although I was more drawn to Dante, there was no denying; Alex was one incredibly sexy man.
“Umm, yes to all of the above?” I squeaked, and Alex let out a loud belly laugh.
“I like you sweetheart. You lead us to where you want us, and we’ll take care of you Grace.”
“What is your deepest, darkest fantasy?” I turned to that voice again, when he spoke to me.
I looked up at him, finding his expression so intense, I couldn’t maintain eye contact, and dropped my head, blushing.
“I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have two men fuck me.” I whispered.
Something flared briefly in Dante’s eyes. It was like a flash of heat or so I thought, but that couldn’t be right. He was a stud, paid to service women. Did they even get aroused for the act of sex any more, or was it just a job?
To cover the confusing emotions coursing through me, I began to walk to my bedroom, hearing the soft fall of their footsteps behind me. For two huge, muscled men, they were surprisingly light and graceful, on their feet.
When I got to my bedroom and walked inside, it was slightly disconcerting having them in with me. They took up a lot of space, despite my bedroom being large.
“You ever had anal sex before sugar?” Alex asked, as he looked around my room. Before I could answer him, he reached for the hem of his t-shirt, and pulled it over his head.
Suddenly confronted by the great wall of his deeply tanned chest, threw me a bit, and I couldn’t answer his question. I simply stood, mouth opening and closing, probably looking like a fish out of water. Surely these men had to be used to women turning into gibbering, drooling, brainless morons in front of them? That much sex appeal, so close, was like a brain drain. They literally sucked any signs of intelligence from a woman, and left her unable to do anything more than gasp, gape and drool.
Finally I managed to get some brain to mouth co-ordination. “No, I haven’t.” I squeezed the words out. “I’ve never had anal sex, but I’m hoping you will be able to make it good for me.”
Dante said nothing. He merely ran a finger gently down my cheek, which caused my heart to flutter, alarmingly in my chest.
Alex was more vocal about it. “Don’t you worry girl, we’ll make sure that sweet little ass of yours gets broken in gently. We’ll give you a night you’ll never
Of course, Dante’s uncanny similarities, to the man from the club, might be what made him more attractive to me, but I didn’t really think so. This man oozed sex appeal from his pores. He gave off enough pheromones, that someone should be bottling him.
All I knew, was this evening was off to a great start, and suddenly, spending four and a half thousand dollars for two hours of their time, didn’t seem like much of an expense.
“It’s really nice to meet you.” I said, blushing at my words. They seemed so inadequate, when used on men that were the sexiest things I’d ever seen. “I’ve never…I…I don’t know what to do. I…I’ve…I’ve never done this before.” Worried that they might misinterpret my words, I thought I’d better clarify them. “I mean, I’ve never paid for sex before.”
“Do you need to have a glass of wine cara? Would that help you relax?” Dante’s voice drew my attention to him.
“I’ve already had a couple of glasses, and I don’t want to overdo it. Just, please, tell me what to do.”
Alex threw an arm around my shoulders. “Why don’t you take us, to where you want to act out your fantasy sugar? You do have a fantasy don’t you, or do you just want sex from men, who know what they’re doing?”
This close to Alex, and I could smell the gorgeous scent of his aftershave, coming off him. Although I was more drawn to Dante, there was no denying; Alex was one incredibly sexy man.
“Umm, yes to all of the above?” I squeaked, and Alex let out a loud belly laugh.
“I like you sweetheart. You lead us to where you want us, and we’ll take care of you Grace.”
“What is your deepest, darkest fantasy?” I turned to that voice again, when he spoke to me.
I looked up at him, finding his expression so intense, I couldn’t maintain eye contact, and dropped my head, blushing.
“I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have two men fuck me.” I whispered.
Something flared briefly in Dante’s eyes. It was like a flash of heat or so I thought, but that couldn’t be right. He was a stud, paid to service women. Did they even get aroused for the act of sex any more, or was it just a job?
To cover the confusing emotions coursing through me, I began to walk to my bedroom, hearing the soft fall of their footsteps behind me. For two huge, muscled men, they were surprisingly light and graceful, on their feet.
When I got to my bedroom and walked inside, it was slightly disconcerting having them in with me. They took up a lot of space, despite my bedroom being large.
“You ever had anal sex before sugar?” Alex asked, as he looked around my room. Before I could answer him, he reached for the hem of his t-shirt, and pulled it over his head.
Suddenly confronted by the great wall of his deeply tanned chest, threw me a bit, and I couldn’t answer his question. I simply stood, mouth opening and closing, probably looking like a fish out of water. Surely these men had to be used to women turning into gibbering, drooling, brainless morons in front of them? That much sex appeal, so close, was like a brain drain. They literally sucked any signs of intelligence from a woman, and left her unable to do anything more than gasp, gape and drool.
Finally I managed to get some brain to mouth co-ordination. “No, I haven’t.” I squeezed the words out. “I’ve never had anal sex, but I’m hoping you will be able to make it good for me.”
Dante said nothing. He merely ran a finger gently down my cheek, which caused my heart to flutter, alarmingly in my chest.
Alex was more vocal about it. “Don’t you worry girl, we’ll make sure that sweet little ass of yours gets broken in gently. We’ll give you a night you’ll never
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