Chapter 2: Getting Kristen On Board

Kristen wasn’t answering her cell phone so left her a voicemail to call me as soon as possible. A couple hours dragged on before my phone finally rang and my favorite cousin was on the line.

“Hey Kelly!” I heard in my ear as she greeted me, “Sorry to miss you before, I was a bit, um, distracted.”

I smiled as I held the phone close to my ear. When it came to Kristen, being “distracted” could have meant anything from doing laundry to gang-banging the Local Little League team with the odds being on the latter!

“That’s OK, you may as well take advantage of it while you can. It won’t be long before you’ll have to be careful about your choice of guys though, you naughty little slut!”

Kristen laughed at my poorly disguised reference to her typical choices in boys. Kristen was seventeen but in less than two weeks she’d be eighteen. While the people at the sex parties (where she was now a charter member) were generally twenty one and over, most of the guys she liked to fuck one-on-one were under eighteen and in most cases, quite a bit younger!

Normally I steered clear of Kristen’s toys but last Thanksgiving she convinced me to share one of them with me, a sixteen year old wresting stud. In this case I couldn’t pass up the opportunity (neither did her mother from what I learned later). Besides, he LOOKED like he was at least 18 so I didn’t feel I was doing anything immoral.

Even when she took on “older” men it was guys in their twenties. In fact, other than my dad I hadn’t known Kristen to fuck anyone in their late thirties or older so it was going to be interesting to get her reaction to what I was about to propose.

We chatted for a while about the latest guys we’d each been with. I recounted my recent escort experiences and tried to emphasize that they were all older men and what a turn-on it was for me to listen to them talk to their wives on the phone while they fucked me or to pretend I was the daughter they’d always wanted to violate. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter as I recalled how incredible it was to hear a cheating husband telling his clueless wife that he loved her and missed her while at the same time his swollen cock was pumping in and out of my hungry pussy like a piston.

I imagined his wife sitting home, thinking her loving husband was sitting all alone in some empty hotel room when in reality he was fucking a girl half her age while at the same time professing his love for her and supposedly missing her. Well, if the way he ramming himself in me meant anything, he wasn’t missing her one bit!

Kristen was also interested in the bachelor parties I’d been doing. Although so far I had only done two, each was a totally different experience and something entirely new for me. Although Kristen was a regular at the sex parties in town, they were with other people like her and not a situation where she was the sole source of entertainment for the evening. I could tell from the way she kept asking me questions about how the guys reacted and what they did to me that this was turning her on more than my escorting experiences. I used the opening...