First time hooking up with a client [MF]

I know being a stripper means being a whore. Not that I’m new to that though, but today’s the first time I got turned on all by myself. At 6am in the morning at that. I knew I had to do something and so I started by stripping myself naked in front of the mirror, turned on my video camera, and recorded myself. I started fingering myself as soon as the video shutter started. 

I couldn’t help but feel a little naughty as I watched the video playback. My fingers found their way between my thighs, and I started fingering myself as soon as the video shutter started. The thought of all those men watching me was exhilarating. As I finished up, panting and out of breath, my phone buzzed with incoming messages from my favorite customers. Without hesitation, I opened my messages and pushed the ‘send to all’ button. What harm could it do? They were just a bunch of guys who enjoyed watching me dance.

But then one message caught my eye – it was from Ryan, a regular customer who had always been polite but never made any advances towards me. “Wow,” he wrote. “That was amazing. You looked beautiful.”

“Wanna grab some coffee with me?” I replied to his text. I didn’t have anything in mind at that moment except for going out with no panties on, paired with a v-necked crop top shirt, with my cleavage popping out.

Ryan replied with a quick “Sure, let’s meet at the coffee shop down the street in 20 minutes.” I smiled to myself and quickly got dressed in my chosen outfit. As I walked out of my apartment building, I felt the cool breeze hit me and couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious about not wearing any panties. But then again, it was all part of the fun.

I arrived at the coffee shop and saw Ryan sitting in a corner booth. He looked even better than he did in his usual suit and tie – today he was dressed casually in jeans and a t-shirt that hugged his muscles perfectly. As I approached him, pretending to trip over nothing, I made sure to give him a good view of what he was missing by not having me wear any panties.

“Oops,” I said as I bent down to pick up a spoon that had fallen on the ground, making sure to bow so low that he could see everything. When I looked up at him, he was staring right at me with an intense look on his face, jaw clenched tightly. The sexual tension between us was palpable as we ordered our drinks and sat down across from each other. We chatted about small things like work and hobbies but our eyes kept wandering towards each other’s bodies. It wasn’t long before we both knew what we wanted – each other.

“Do you want to get out of here? I just happen to be moving in my newly bought mattress a few blocks from here.” Ryan asked me suddenly, his voice husky with desire.

I nodded my head eagerly and followed him out of the coffee shop, my heart pounding in my chest. I was getting excited for what comes ahead because not even once did he ever touch me. I hope the same thing won’t happen today. And guess what? He was dead serious. When we finally arrived at his house, he unlocked the door and stepped inside. I followed closely behind him, my eyes darting around at all the furniture and decorations. I helped him carry inside his house his new sofa, mattress, and other furniture even though I was not that strong. This guy had good taste – I could tell just from looking around.

But then something unexpected happened – he pulled me into a tight embrace and kissed me deeply on the lips. It was rough and passionate, sending shivers down my spine. “I can’t believe you’re doing this with me,” I whispered against his ear before pulling away slightly. “Doing what?” he asked with a smirk. “You know what I mean,” I replied gruffly as I pulled him towards his bedroom.

He willingly obliged with my actions, feeling a mix of excitement and lust. This was new territory for me. As we entered the room, Ryan pushed me onto his newly bought sofa and his hands roamed over my body, causing goosebumps to rise all over me. Without warning, he flipped us over so that I was on top of him.

I could feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh as I leaned down to kiss him deeply. His hands tangled in my hair as he pulled me closer, grinding his hips against mine.

“You like that?” he growled into my mouth, his breath hot against my skin.

“Yes,” I moaned back, biting down on his lip before kissing down his chest towards his belly button.

As I licked and sucked on his skin, Ryan’s hand moved between us and began to rub himself through his pants. The sound of his moans mixed with mine made everything feel so real – like we were really connecting in this moment.

I fixed myself up after our rough sex, feeling satisfied and exhausted at the same time. As I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair and applying some makeup, I couldn’t help but laugh at myself. What the fuck had I gotten myself into? I swore to God I would never do this again, but something about being with Ryan made me feel alive in a way that nothing else ever had before.

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