First Time Escort by S.E. Law
5
Lucy
Iscan the keycard and the door lock lights up green, granting me access. Only this time, I’m not at my dorm room. Not even close.
Instead, I’m opening up the door to Shane’s hotel room at the Hotel Indigo. Butterflies cause a frenzy in my stomach as I enter the should-be off-limits room. This is totally taboo and yet, I get the feeling I will be staying a while.
The room is far nicer than I expected. I know Shane is filthy rich, but for some reason I still expected a run-of-the-mill hotel room. Yet, this room is anything but mundane.
In fact, this room is more than a room. Instead, it’s practically a house. I could probably fit more than seven of my dorm rooms in here! Not to mention there’s a magnificent view of Manhattan with sparkling lights, with little cars crawling below as people rush like ants minding their own business. The excitement of the city pulses even through the glass panes.
“Wow,” I breathe, turning to shoot him a shy smile. “You got a suite!”
“Yes, I upgraded,” Shane says from behind me, his dark form huge and looming in the foyer. I shiver a bit but force myself to relax. This is Uncle Shane. Everything’s going to be okay.
I wander to the windows, taking it all in. Yes, the view is absolutely fantastic. Just behind me is a kitchenette complete with sink island, cupboard, and a small, yet fully stocked bar. To the right is a living room boasting a luxurious leather couch and a flat screen TV, and beyond that a door that likely leads to a guest bedroom. To the left is the master suite, and through the crack in the door, I glimpse a massive circular bed draped in blue damask. This is definitely an ultra-luxurious get-up.
But why did he book a suite with a second bedroom? I begin to wonder if Shane has invited me up here for intimacy, or if he simply felt obligated to watch over me after drinking so much. I am his best friend’s daughter after all, and the guest bedroom is safer than a cab ride home.
I shake off my confusion, reminding myself that he did mention he was paying five thousand dollars for this extra time. He was clearly insinuating something more than a good night’s sleep. Actions speak louder than words after all.
I begin to feel slightly nervous. I have never done this before, and surely Shane has a lot of experience. Oh God. I want to impress him, but how? I try to remind myself that this isn’t just some random guy. This is Uncle Shane, and I know for a fact that he won’t pressure me into anything I’m not ready to do.
Even still, I can’t shake this nervousness.
Luckily, I don’t have much time to think. Shane calmly walks towards me, loosening his tie as he does so, and even that small gesture has me longing for more. He’s utterly gorgeous and masterful, even with the tiniest gestures.
I sit, dazed, on the couch and he moves to take the seat next to me before cupping my chin in his hands. He looks deep into my eyes and smiles, and suddenly, all my nerves about tonight, and all of my crazy racing thoughts, suddenly wash away. I feel oddly safe sitting before the alpha male like this. He hasn’t said a word, and yet I know everything is going to be wonderful.
He strokes the hair away from my eyes, carefully tucking it behind one ear. I feel a surge of emotion. I want him so badly and there’s a wetness between my thighs as proof. He smiles, still being gentle with me.
“I’ve been watching you over the last few years, Lucy. You’ve been growing up into a beautiful young woman,” he begins. I had no idea he ever even thought of me in that way before tonight. “But I think we can make this good together, don’t you?”
I nod wordlessly. Oh my god, this is really happening. My throat swells in expectation and I watch as he peels his dress shoes off, pressing the heel of his right shoe off with the toe of his left, and vice versa. Then he turns back to me.
“You have become an incredibly beautiful woman, Lucy. And to be frank, I’d like a taste. Does that sound good to you?” The words fill the room around us. Suddenly the idea of giving him a taste is all I can see, hear, and feel.
My heart skips two beats. Never in a million years would I expect to hear those words come out of Uncle Shane’s mouth. And yet, never in a million years would I trade this moment for any other. I’m so aroused that I can’t even get myself to speak. I simply nod my assent, my eyes wide and wanting.
He slides across the couch and then, leaning in, softly places a single kiss on my lips. His mouth tastes delicious and I moan slightly as he pulls away.
“Is this what you want?” he asks as if he already knows the answer. I’m sure it’s written all over my face, but I nod my assent once more. I admire how respectful he’s being, and even feel a bit emboldened. This time, I lean in and kiss him, firmly pulling on his bottom lip with mine.
This causes the possessiveness in him to rise to the fore. I feel his body tense against mine and his grip on the back of my neck tightens. He roughly exhales as he briefly pulls back, giving me the chance to see his enlarged pupils. He dives for my neck, pulling my shawl off as he does, and I drop my head back as he nibbles at my collar bone.
“God Lucy,” he rasps against my skin. “You’re so beautiful.”
I feel obligated to stop him, and to tell him my big secret. But what if he hates me after he hears? What if he stops altogether, and we never consummate this act? It might be wrong, but I can’t risk that, so I decide to wait until afterwards, when it will be water under the bridge.
I begin undoing the buttons on his shirt, one by one. The fabric parts and reveals Shane’s muscled chest, making me moan with need. Honestly, the more I see, the more I find I need him. The bronzed skin being bared makes my mouth water, and I let out another small moan of desire.
He chuckles, although it sounds slightly breathless.
“Like what you see, honey?”
I nod wordlessly and get his shirt halfway undone before giving into temptation. For reasons I can’t explain, I am driven to run my tongue up the sunken line between his pecs, until I meet his collar bone. His breath catches and his heart thumps double-time beneath that bronzed skin. I smile slightly, aware of my effect on him and then lift my head slightly to kiss his neck. But he catches me off guard when he slides an arm beneath me, picking me up like a caveman carrying his prize.
“Oh!” I yelp slightly. “Where are we going?”
His eyes darken.
“The bedroom, yes?” he growls, already in motion.
My insides melt, and I nod wordlessly while sliding my arms around those strong shoulders. The room whirls around me as I contemplate whether this is reality or a daydream, but then I’m being tossed on the bed, and in a moment, Shane’s dark form is right on top of me.
It feels wonderful to be cushioning his massive body. He slides between my thighs like he belongs there and we kiss for a long moment more before he sits up, shifting one knee up and over to meet his other so that he is kneeling next to me on the mattress. He finishes taking off his shirt without ever taking his eyes off my curvy form and then whispers, teasingly, “You should do the same, darling.”
My arms begin to feel a bit numb as I realize this is really about to happen. I slowly slide the straps of my dress off my shoulders. Oh my god, oh my god, I’m going to be naked in front of my dad’s best friend within seconds. I try to hide my nervous gulps of air as I lift my hips up off of the mattress in an attempt to shimmy the dress down past my hips, but the fabric gets stuck and Shane smiles at me.
“Let me help you,” he growls while wrapping his fingers around the sides of my dress. I feel his warm hands pressing in, and then he slowly pulls downward, revealing my nude body inch by inch. As he reaches my hips, his fingers slip underneath my pink lace thong and pull it down simultaneously with the silky maroon outfit.
The man’s eyes flare as he takes in my lush, nude form. I’m wearing nothing but my high heels, my breasts and pussy bared to his gaze, and I swear he almost stops breathing, those blue eyes fixed on me.
“Shit baby, when did you get so beautiful?” he rasps. I mewl a bit, arching my back as if in offering.
“It’s for you, Uncle Shane,” I murmur. “All for you.”
But then his expression grows dark.
“Tell me what you want,” he demands in a rough voice. “I need to hear it.”
But then, like an idiot, the words slip out before I can stop myself.
“I want you to take my virginity,” I mewl, my pussy aching for him. “Please, Uncle Shane.”
He goes completely still, his face expressionless. I can see the whirlwind of his thoughts. On the one hand, the alpha male is shocked. He certainly didn’t expect an escort to be a virgin, even if I’m his friend’s daughter. On the other hand, he wants it. He’s intrigued. Let’s face it, men love women who’ve never been touched before. There is something about being the first man inside of a woman’s body, and being the first person to grant her sexual pleasure. And I know that as much as this statement should make him back off, it really makes him want me more.
Emotions war on his face, but Shane is an honorable man, so he does the right thing. He pulls back.
“Luce… Lucy. I had no idea. We don’t have to do this. We can just hang out, maybe kiss a little if you’re comfortable. I enjoy your company without all of this. You don’t have to do this.”
I appreciate that he is being respectful, but I want this, and there’s no way I’m going to let him go now. I push up onto my elbows, looking deep into those blue eyes.
“Shane, my body has never yearned for someone in the way that I want you in this moment. Please, take my virginity. I want to get as close to you as I possibly can. I need to feel you filling up every inch of space inside of me. I need you.” Emotions continue to war on his face, but I see how his eyes trail over my big breasts down to the softness of my pussy. The lips are already glistening slightly, and to help him make his decision, I spread my legs a bit, showing him the deep pink within.
“Please,” I breathe again, my hands sliding down to hold my folds open. “Put it in. I need you.”
In a flash, desire wins out. Shane’s on me, gripping my upper thighs, his thumb and forefingers outlining the crease of my bum at the very top of both legs. He squeezes his hands tightly, causing me to let out a soft whimper, and then abruptly pushes my legs open. His hands move to meet mine, pinning them down on either side of my head. Slowly and purposefully, he nudges the tip of that hardness against my opening.
“Are you ready, sweetheart?” he rasps, looking into my eyes. “It’ll hurt a bit at first, but I promise it gets better.”
I bite my lip and moan slightly, tilting my hips up to meet him.
“Yes, I want it,” I breathe.
With a low growl, he slides his shaft inside of me. He pushes in just the tip, stopping to check my reaction. When he sees how much I like it, he continues to slowly thrust forward. Halfway in, he pauses again.
“Is this okay, Lucy? Oh god, you feel good. You’re so tight.”
He drops his forehead to mine, dancing his hips in circles over mine. Ecstasy shoots through my whole being, and my cunt feels stretched and full, yet so pleasurable. My clit is pulsating and swelling as I surrender myself over to the sensations.
“Yes, I want this,” I gasp. “Please, more. You feel so good inside of me,” I moan.
He smiles, letting out a harsh chuckle.
“You haven’t even had the full taste yet,” he teases. He then plunges himself fully inside of me, angling his chest away from mine in order to get a fuller view of my body as he does. I let out a sharp scream because I didn’t realize there was so much of him left to go. How big is he? Oh god!
My eyes open wide, and my pussy clenches on the hardness inside. I feel my body give way to him, and then recompress to hug him tight. As I squeeze around his large, erect cock he lets out a deep, fierce groan. He pulls back slightly, and then plunges forward once more.
Dropping his lips to the pillow beside me, he takes my ear lobe into his mouth. I feel his tongue drag across the tip of my earring as he speaks.
“Is this good for you? Tell me what I can do to make you feel good, baby,” he rasps.
“Own me. Control me. Make me yours,” I pant. What am I saying? I don’t know where the words even came from. They just sputtered out, but I’m glad they did because they throw Shane into overdrive.
Sitting back on his heels, he pulls his shaft out from inside of me. He slips one hand beneath my legs until he meets the small of my back and then uses it to flip me over face down. He grabs onto me with his thumb and forefingers at the base of my ass once more, only this time instead of pushing out, he pushes up, lifting my ass into the air. The A/C breezes across my pussy and thighs, and I’ve never felt so exposed before.
But before I can think, he thrusts himself deep inside with a whole new intensity this time. His left hand wraps around my hips, his fingers teasing my clit, causing me to mewl and pant as my hands grip the sheets. But there’s only one man in charge.
His right hand caresses the nape of my neck, and he pins me in place for a moment.
“Call me Daddy,” he rasps. “Now.”
I press my face into the sheets, unable to reply as he pounds fiercely, thrusting me forward with each deep penetration.
“Now,” he commands again.
“Daddy!” I cry out. “Oh god, yes Daddy!”
With that, Shane’s hand runs roughly from my neck, down the line of my back all the way to the base of my spine. His hand slaps onto my right ass cheek, gripping so intensely that I can feel the heat growing rapidly beneath his fingertips.
I feel an overwhelming surge of energy and violently bite the pillow below me in an attempt to let go. But Shane will have no part of this. He wants to make this sensation grow even stronger in me.
He leans over and begins sucking on my side, all the while still pummeling my tender pussy. Goosebumps crawl over my body and I feel my tits grow hard just before his hand makes its way up to squeeze a nipple. His left hand remains, titillating my clit, and I cry out with ecstasy.
“Oooooh, Daddy, yes!”
The pressure inside builds, and just as I explode, Shane pulls out and begins to pump warm liquid down the small of my back. He roars mightily, spraying my back and bottom with his come as I pulse and shiver, my pussy clenching with delight. The feeling of his semen dripping between my legs causes me to quiver as my hips fall out of his grip and back down to the mattress once more.
“Oohhhh!” I wail, momentarily unable to see as my vision goes dark. “Fuck!”
He growls again, still spraying me with his sperm. But after it’s done, I feel him collapse on the bed next to me, that massive form hard and panting with exertion. Strangely, his hand is gentle as he tucks a curl behind me ear.
“Lucy, you’re amazing,” he whispers, looking deep into my eyes. And with that, my heart swoops and then falls as I smile at this man who means so much to me.
