Megan At the Sex Shop: Part 3 Megan's strip club education.

Based on posts by p Sullivan 2 22 22, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Megan

woke up. The first thing she realized was that her hand was between her

legs, her fingers softly rubbing her clit. The second thing she

realized was that she was very wet. And the third thing she realized was

that she still had dry cum all over her body. The images from yesterday

flashed in her mind. José fingers in her ass, the glory hole, all those

cocks. She could still remember the taste of all that cum. She wet her

lips and moved her tongue around her mouth, reminiscing of when it was

full of cock. The memories were turning her on. All those men desiring

her, lusting over her. They needed her. They wanted her. She made all

those cocks hard with her body, with her wet lips. Megan's nipples

hardened and she could feel herself getting more wet. She desperately

wanted to keep playing but José and Lauren were very specific that sluts

needed to stay horny. Frustrated, Megan pulled her hand away from her

cunt. She went about her morning routine of showering, brushing her

teeth, doing her nails and makeup.

She

stood naked in front of her closet and thought about what she wanted to

wear. This would be her 4th day at work. The days have been

progressively getting more and more wild, and she knew she was addicted.

She loved it. She loved the attention, and the lust, and how it made

her feel. She knew she had to have more.

Megan

critically assessed her closet. There was no longer any doubt. This was

a stripper's closet. Megan selected a sleeveless, pink lace mini dress.

It was the type of dress that strippers wore in between their pole

routines when they walk around the club trying to entice men to pay for a

private dance. This dress is usually worn with panties, but Lauren was

so critical last time. Megan decided that it was better not to risk

getting criticized again, so she decided to wear the lace dress with no

panties and no bra. Megan rationalized that so many people have already

seen her naked, it didn't really matter. And, her regular panties are so

small, that it was basically the same as not wearing any, anyways. She

paired the dress with a pair of high heel stripper heels.

Megan

was in the hallway of her apartment building, waiting for the elevator.

She was on her way to work. Steve, her next-door neighbor, was leaving

at the same time.

"Hey Megan....holy shit. Damn. What are you wearing?"

Megan just smiled. "Do you like it? I just bought it. I have to wear sexy outfits for work."

"I love it. You look unbelievable." responded Steve.

"Thank you."

"What kind of work do you do? Like stripper or escort." Steve asked.

"It was a fair question given how she was dressed" thought Megan to herself.

"No, I work in the adult toy store, the adult emporium" explained Megan.

"Yeah. ok. That's cool. But do you also like work hourly. Can I pay you?" asked Steve fumbling with the words.

"What do you mean. Pay for what?"

"I

mean. The way you are dressed. Aren't you an escort and that story

about the adult store is just like a cover story. If you tell me how

much you charge? I can totally pay."

"You want to have sex with me and pay for it" asked Megan her tone a mix of shock and surprise.

"Oh, sorry. I don't know how this works. I've never hired an escort before. Do you have like a menu with prices?" asked Steve.

Megan

felt like she should be furious to be mistaken for a hooker. She wasn't

a hooker or a prostitute or a stripper or a whore or whatever other

name they go by. She felt like she should be angry and tell Steve to go

fuck himself.

Instead,

she found herself playing along. "I don't have a menu. But what would

you like to do, and how much would you pay for me?"

Megan

couldn't believe it. She was actually discussing a price for herself.

She was actually going to put a price on how much each of her holes was

worth. She could feel her cunt getting wet, her cheeks flush, her

nipples hardening.

Steve

thought about it, looking Megan up and down, checking out the

merchandise. "How do I know what I am paying for. What if your cunt is

like really used and loose."

Megan

felt indignant. "My cunt is not loose. It's the best cunt you've ever

seen. It's so tight and always wet. Look. " Megan pulled the front of

her dress up, exposing her cunt to Steve. She then used her fingers to

spread her cunt lips open, showing Steve how wet and tight she was.

Steve stood there for a few moments staring at Megan's cunt.

"Yeah,

you win. Your cunt is really nice" responded Steve, and then after

thinking for another second continued. "But, what about your ass. What

if I want to fuck you in the ass, and your ass is not nice. "

"Oh

yeah" responded Megan. "Watch this". Her dress was already around her

waist. She turned around, bent at her waist, spread her legs, and then

used her arms to spread her ass cheeks, showing her asshole and gaping

cunt to Steve. Megan crammed her head back to see Steve's reaction.

Steve

just stared at her perfect ass and cunt. After a few moments, he

recovered. "Ok, fine, they are both amazing, but what about your tits."