My Cousin My Escort
My life was always quite ordinary. Despite some minor bumps and bruises, I mostly lived a comfortable upper-middle class existence. I had been dating around without any real commitment to any of the people I had met, and I was living my life as I wanted too.
But all of that changed the day my hot, naughty cousin showed up at my door.
I hadn’t seen my cousin in years. We had grown close when we were children, sharing secrets and spending entire days playing in the park. But as we grew older and our lives took us different directions, we had lost touch and hadn’t seen each other in years.
I had heard rumors about her life, about her adventures in the world of escorting and prostitution. I wasn’t sure if it was true or not, but when I opened my door and saw her standing before me, there was something about the way she held herself that told me it was all true.
She had changed in the years since we had seen each other. Gone was the innocent little girl I had once known. In her place was someone much more confident; someone who seemed to know exactly who she was and what she wanted. And when she wrapped her arms around me and told me she wanted me, I found that I wanted her too.
We spent hours talking, catching up on all the years we had been apart. I told her all about my meaningless relationships, and she told me about the wild escapades she had gone on. And then when the conversation finally wound down, she asked me something that surprised me.
“I want you,” she said. “Will you be my escort for the night?”
I couldn’t believe my ears. Did she really want me to be her escort? Did she really want to pay me to fulfill her fantasies? I wasn’t sure if I should say yes or not, but something inside me said it was the right thing to do.
“Okay,” I said. “Let’s do it.”
And with that, we were off. We drove to the hotel she had booked for the night, and the moment we stepped inside, I could feel the excitement in the air. We had a whole night ahead of us to explore each other in ways we had never dreamed of.
The first thing she wanted to do was take a shower. “Let’s get clean before we get down and dirty,” she said. And I agreed. We stripped off our clothes and got in the shower together, exploring each other’s bodies as the water ran over us. We kissed and touched and caressed each other, and I could feel the heat building up inside me.
When we were done, we moved on to the bed. We were both so hot and horny, our excitement palpable. We explored every inch of each other’s bodies, taking time to savor each and every moment. We kissed and licked and sucked and teased each other, pushing each other higher and higher with every touch.
Soon, the intensity was too much, and we both exploded in a glorious orgasm. We lay there, spent and satisfied, and I knew I had found something special in my cousin. We had shared an experience like no other, and I was sure this was only the beginning.
We stayed in that hotel room for the rest of the night, exploring each other’s bodies in a way I had never experienced before. We laughed and teased and teased some more, and I found myself drawn to her in a way I had never felt with anyone else.
We had both changed over the years. We were no longer just cousins – we were lovers, too. And I knew that no matter how far apart our lives might take us, I would never forget this incredible night.
