The Trick

A search for new thrills leads to a secret life.

I believe life is all about having fun, chasing thrills, and doing things that get your heart pumping. You’re not supposed to sit back and wait for something to happen. You’re supposed to make things happen otherwise it won’t happen at all.

Sometimes the things you chase lead to good things, sometimes they don’t. The important thing is that you do them, because if you don’t you’re just going to be asking yourself “What if?” for the rest of your life.

Do you agree?

This adventure started because of my friend Amber. We were doing our regular tradition of smoking up in her car before heading into In ‘N’ Out Burger. As she passed me her one-hitter, she said, “You’ll never guess what I did last night?”

“Got laid,” I said laughing.

“Yeah,” she said while a coy smile spread across her face. “But this one was special.”

“What made this one special?” I asked.

“He paid me $500 or as he called it five roses,” she said laughing. “And that made me feel really special.”

“Bullshit,” I shouted as I took another hit.

“Absolutely true,” she said.

“Why the fuck would you do something like that?” I asked.

“To see if I could,” she exclaimed. “Honestly, I was home from work and I was bored out of my fucking mind. I was just fucking around online and I ended up on Backpage looking through the hooker ads. And I thought to myself I’m prettier than most of these girls. So I opened an account, wrote an ad, posted some pics, and waited to see what would happen.”

“I can’t believe you’d put your phone number out there like that,” I said in a scolding manner.

“Used my Google number,” she said.

“Smart,” I said sarcastically while rolling my eyes.

“The calls started almost instantly,” she said. “Most of them were gross. Guys telling me what they wanted to do to me, probably while jerking off. Some of them were men inquiring about my rate or if I was GFE, then hanging up. A few were from men who were genuinely interested in spending time with me.”

“How did you choose which one to see?” I asked.

“That was easy,” she said laughing, “I picked the one who was staying in the nicest hotel. After we arranged the date I went to his room, he gave me money, we then fucked for an hour, and then I left. Way more profitable than a random hook-up from a guy I’d meet on Tinder or Bumble.”

“Was he gross?” I asked.

“He was fatter than guys I’d normally go home with,” she said. “But I’ll give him one thing.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“He knew how to eat pussy,” she said smiling.

“I don’t know if I ever could ever do something like that,” I said with a slight judgmental tone.

“You’re such a bitch,” she screamed. “You’re already a whore, the only thing is you’ve never been paid for it.”

“Not true,” I said. “I told you about the guy who left me $300 the next morning.”

“That doesn’t count,” she said.

“Why wouldn’t it?” I asked.

“Because you didn’t fuck him for the cash,” she exclaimed. “It was just a nice bonus.”

“Were you scared?” I asked trying to change the subject.

“Yeah,” she said. “My heart was beating a million miles a minute as I drove to his hotel. I didn’t know what was going to happen. Was I going to get killed? Was I going to get arrested? Was I going to chicken out as soon as the guy opened the door? I have to admit the thrill was a real turn on.”

“Was he nice?” I asked.

“He was so sweet,” she said. “He treated me like a princess. He kept on telling me over and over how pretty I was. He took my self-esteem to the next level.”

“Does Andy know you did that?” I asked laughing.

“God no,” she said. “If he knew half the things I did he’d want his ring back.”

“I have no idea why you’re marrying him,” I asked as I started to get out of the car.

“That’s easy,” she said. “He’s rich and travels a lot for work, which means I get to have my cake and eat it too.”

“You’re a bitch,” I said as we walked into the restaurant.

“And a whore,” she said laughing.

Several hours later I was back home, sitting on my couch swiping left and right on Tinder. Pretty quickly I matched with a really cute guy from Scottsdale. I then wrote him a message. And as I was waiting for him to respond I started looking at Backpage.

Most of the girls on there were kind of disgusting. However, I kind of got turned on thinking about the guys who were probably jerking off as they studied each ad hoping to find the right girl who’d bring their fantasies to life. I lifted up my skirt, pushed my panties to the right, and start playing with my clit while imagining guys jerking off to my pics on there, and knowing for the right price they could do more than that.

After cumming, I checked to see if the cute boy from Tinder messaged me back. He didn’t. I then once again opened Backpage and started thinking about what Amber experienced, and how it kind of turned me on. It was at that moment I decided I was going to throw caution to the wind and experience the thrill of selling myself too.

The first thing I needed to do was to think of a stage name. There was no way I was going to call myself Ami. It would’ve been a little too weird to have someone who was paying me for sex to know my real name. So after brainstorming for nearly a half hour, I settled on Dani. It was close enough to Ami that I would probably still answer to it.

The second thing I needed to do was craft an ad, which I did. This was what it said:

“Spoiled blonde princess looking to spoil you.

Hi guys, it’s Naughty Dani, the girl you’ve been looking for.

My parents cut me off and told me I needed to get a job. I often heard you should do what you love. And this is what I love doing. So if you’re looking to spend time with a beautiful 22-year-old princess who’ll treat you like a king. Give me a call at XXX-XXX-XXXX and together we’ll have an unforgettable time.

5’4

110lbs

34B-22-30”

After I wrote that I put five roses under the text, added some pics, and then posted the ad.

I kept refreshing the page until my ad appeared. It took about five minutes for my phone to start ringing. The first call was just heavy breathing. The second call was from a man who asked if my rate could be cheaper. The third call was from some saying that they were praying for my immortal soul. The fourth call was from Matt.

“Hello,” I said as I answered the phone.

“Is Dani there?” the voice on the other end asked.

“This is her,” I said, “Who is this?”

“Matt,” he responded. “I was wondering if you wanted to spend some time together this evening?”

“What time were you thinking?” I asked.

“Can you do seven?” he asked.

“I can,” I said. “Where are you?”

“I’m at the Tempe Mission Palms,” he said.

“Are you here on business?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said.

“What do you do?” I asked.

“I’m in commercial real estate,” he said.

“Where are you from?” I asked.

“Sandusky Ohio,” he said. “Ever hear of it?”

“Of course I heard of it,” I thought to myself. My parents are from Michigan, and whenever we visited up there during the summer we’d drive down to Cedar Point so my dad could get his roller coaster fix. But Matt didn’t need to know that so I answered, “No.”

“Why would you,” he said laughing. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” I said.

“Do you kiss?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said.

“Good,” he replied. “Can you wear a short skirt?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“Good,” he said. “I can’t wait to meet you.”

“Likewise,” I replied.

Before we said our goodbye’s he gave me his room number. I then looked at the clock and noticed I had a few hours to prepare for our “Date.”

I then went upstairs to my room and looked through my closet for the sexiest yet sluttiest outfit I owned. To be honest that wasn’t easy. Let’s just say I had too many options. After finally deciding on two possible contenders I went to take a shower. I’m not going to lie but I made myself cum three times thinking about what might happen after Matt and I met.

After the shower, I put on my make-up, did my hair, put on a tight, short black dress, and called an Uber. As the car pulled up my driveway I called Matt and told him I was on my way. I was nervous as hell as we drove toward the hotel. At every traffic light, we hit I was ready to jump out of the car and run back home. But I didn’t.

As I got out of the car and walked through the lobby I wondered if the people who worked there knew why I was there. The concierge gave a weird look as I passed her on my way to the elevator. I patiently waited for its doors to open, while hoping no other people got onto it with me. That wouldn’t be the case. A large family joined me as the doors opened. I then silently prayed that they weren’t going to the fourth floor as well.

As I hit the button for the 4th floor, the mom of the large family said, “Looks like we’re all going to the same place.”

I just smiled at her as I had my internal heart attack. Luckily as the elevator doors opened they went down the opposite end of the hall as I walked towards room 416.

A few seconds later I stood in front of the door and lightly knocked. I then heard someone walk to the door on the other end. I then saw a very handsome bald, well-built man open the door.

“Matt?” I said with a smile as I walked into the room.

“Hello Dani,” he said as he closed the door behind me. “You look even more beautiful than you do in your pictures.”

I blushed as I said, “You’re hot.”

I wasn’t lying about that, he was hot. He was about six foot, and maybe two-hundred pounds. He was also dressed really nice. He was wearing a white button shirt, black tie, and black pants. He looked as if he was ready for a night out on the town.

“Thank you,” he said as we walked toward the couches in his suite. As I sat down he asked, “Do you want something to drink?”

“Just water,” I answered.

He then returned with two bottled waters, one for me and one for him. As joined me on the couch he asked, “Do you mind if we just sit here and talk for a few?”

“Sure,” I replied.

“I’m just going to say that you were the prettiest girl on Backpage,” he said. “I have to ask why do you do this?”

“My parents cut me off,” I said with a wink and a smile. “Why do you do this, you could get any woman you want?”

He then lifted up his left hand and pointed to a wedding ring as he said, “I got the woman I want, she just doesn’t give me what I need.”

“I’m sorry,” I said as I started caressing his leg.

“Don’t be,” he said. “I love my wife, she’s my best friend. She just doesn’t want to have sex on a regular basis. So when I travel I occasionally see escorts. That way there’s no game. I get what I want and you get what you want.”

He then reached into his left pants pocket, pulled out five one hundred dollar bills, and placed them in my hand.

“Thank you,” I said as I counted the money and placed it in my purse.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said as he leaned in for a kiss.

As our tongues swirled in each other’s mouths I couldn’t help but notice how good his breath smelled. There’s something about fresh breath that’s a big turn on. I can’t explain why, but the minty aroma that sprung from his mouth got me going.

After several minutes of making out, he said, “Now I want you to stand-up”.

As I did that he lifted up skirt, and lightly spanked my ass. He did that several times before saying, “Slide your panties off.”

“Here you go,” I said as I picked them off the floor and handed it to him.

He then started sniffing them. Between his first and second breath, he whispered, “Your cunt smells great.”

I then proceeded to take off my skirt and shoes then placing them on the couch and floor before sitting back down. As my butt hit the cushion I spread my legs and started playing with my perfectly trimmed pussy.

“If you like how it smells, you’ll love how it tastes,” I said as I rubbed my cunt at a furiously fast pace.

He jumped off his end of the couch and crawled toward me. When he got next to me, he positioned himself between my legs and started licking every inch of my hot, wet pussy.

“You do taste delicious,” he said with a smile right before he started lightly biting and kissing my clit.

“”Oh God,” I screamed as he his mouth brought me to orgasm.

“You like that?” he asked.

“Don’t stop,” I screamed as I pushed his head back into my twat.

Several minutes later his mouth brought me to another orgasm. I desperately wanted him to pleasure me some more, but instead, he stood up and said, “Don’t be selfish give Matt something he wants.”

I got onto my knees, unzipped his pants, lowered his boxers, and freed his long thick cock.

“Do you like it?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said.

“Give it a kiss,” he said.

I did as he asked and kissed the tip.

“Now let’s see if you can get all 7.1 inches in your mouth,” he ordered.

I then opened my mouth as he slid every inch into it.

“Good girl,” he said. “I see you know how to use what the good lord gave you.”

“Do you want to see what else I can do?” I asked as I looked up at him.

“Yes baby,” he said as I spit on his cock and started stroking it.

I then lifted up his shaft and proceeded to lick and kiss his balls. My hand then lowered his shaft, once again spit on it, before moving it in and out of my mouth.

“Kiss it some more,” he ordered after taking it out of my mouth and slapping my face with it.

Once I kissed its tip before he shoved it in my mouth. He held the back of my head as I gagged on his junk. As he did that I felt his body shake, and a load of cum exploded out of him and shot down my throat. He then released me from his hold and staggered back to the couch.

“You’re wonderful baby,” he said. “Can I ask you something?”

“Yes,” I said.

“Can I cum more than once?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said as I got up from the floor and joined him on the couch.

I grabbed his limp cock as our tongues once again played in each other’s mouths.

Once his cock started springing back to life I got up from the couch and walked to the chair on the other side of the room. I climbed onto it, sat backwards, got onto my knees and stuck my ass in his direction. He slid off the couch, got on all fours and crawled to me. He then stuck three fingers up my cunt and started thrusting them in and out of it.

My squeals of pleasure filled the room. He then took his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue, which he alternated every few seconds between my cunt and asshole.

After several minutes and several more orgasms he took his tongue out of my pussy and asked, “I think I’m ready for the main event, do you have a condom?”

“Just fuck me,” I demanded.

He stood up, picked me up off the chair, threw me over his shoulder, carried me to the bed, and threw me onto it. He then spread my legs and inserted his cock. I intently watched as he started fucking me. Sweat started falling from his forehead and landing on my stomach as he increased the speed of his thrusts.

After several minutes in this position, he said, “I want to fuck you doggy style.”

I got on all fours as he once again slid his penis into my pussy. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back to let me know that he was in full control. When he let go he placed his hands on my hard ass. Every few seconds he spanked it, and every hit was harder than the last. I was going crazy. I was demanding that he fuck me faster. Yet he wasn’t listening to what I wanted. He was going at a slower more leisurely pace. I could tell that he wanted to keep fucking me for as long as possible. That he wanted to savor every minute.

“I want to suck your dick,” I moaned.

He took his cock out of cunt and stood up on the bed. I got onto my knees and engulfed his large swollen member with my mouth. As pre-cum started dripping onto my tongue he took his dick out, leaned down grabbed me by my arms and pulled me into the standing position. As we stood across from each other he looked into my eyes and said, “You’re so beautiful,” before leaning for a kiss.

He then grabbed me by the ass and moved me closer to him. For several long minutes, our bodies were pressed against each other as our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. Then his tongue broke free from mine, and his mouth moved down to kiss my chin, then my neck and then my breasts. He first paid attention to my right breast, and then my left. He sucked each nipple until they were fully erect. He then moved down to my stomach, and finally my pussy.

“Lay on your back,” I said.

He stroked his cock as I lowered my pussy onto his face. I then leaned down to devour his cock. For several minutes our mouths pleasured each other’s privates. As my ass gyrated on his face he started begging me to resume fucking him.

I slid my body off his face and down to his cock. I bounced up, turned around to face him as I lowered myself onto it. As he started pounding me he used his right hand to move my hair out of my eyes. I then leaned down to kiss him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said as he increased the tempo of his thrusts.

“So are you,” I squealed as I came. “When you’re ready to cum, you can cum inside me.”

“I’d rather cum on your face,” he said as he continued furiously fucking me.

“Mmmmm,” I moaned.

By the look on his face, I could tell he was nearing that point. So I jumped off his cock, got on the floor and onto my knees. He then got off the bed and started stroking his cock. His body shook as he shot a rather large load out of it. His cum landed on my tits, my face and the floor. He collapsed onto the chair as I scooped up his treat from my body, and tasted every drop. I then joined him on the chair and cuddled with him for a few minutes. Before he could ask if we could go again I asked if I could use his shower.

“Yes,” he said.

I grabbed my dress, and purse and walked into the bathroom. I then climbed into the shower, made sure I didn’t get my hair wet, as I cleaned the sin of our illicit rendezvous off my body. A couple minutes later I got out of the shower, dried myself off, put my dress back on, and walked back into the room. Where he had my panties in one hand, and my shoes in the other.

As I took the shoes from his hands I kissed him on the cheek as I said, “You can keep the panties as a souvenir.”

“Really?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said with a smile.

I then sat back on the couch so I could easily slide my pumps back on. As I did that Matt asked, “I come here every couple of months, would you mind if I saved your number and maybe called you again?”

“That would be fun,” I said as I stood back up.

“Awesome,” he chimed as I walked to the door.

Before I opened it I gave him a kiss on the lips and then said, “I had lots of fun.”

“Me too,” he said as I walked out of the room.

As I walked down the hallway I was giddy. The adrenaline rush was intense. I mean I knew what was going to happen, but I didn’t know it was going to be so much fun. I loved the idea that I had no idea who was going to be behind the door. And I found that to be really hot.

Instead of taking the elevator I walked down the stairs toward the lobby. When I walked through the exit I noticed the cute boy from Tinder finally messaged me back. Just as I was about to reply there was an incoming call from a number I didn’t recognize. I then hit accept and said, “Hello.”

“Is this Dani?” the voice on the other end asked.

“Yes,” I replied.

“I was just curious if you might be available tonight?” he asked.

Before I could answer I asked myself what would be more fun, meeting the guy from Tinder or performing another trick?

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