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“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“I’ve just never heard anyone come up with a reason to keep paying me before. Usually they’re trying to figure out a way to stop paying me in the future.”

“Yeah, well most people are stupid and emotional,” I said. “Whereas I’m smart and rational and even-minded.”

“Either that or you’re insane,” Kristina said.

“Yeah, it could be that too,” I said.

I started to laugh. Kristina joined in. And that’s where this little filthy tale ends, with both of us lying on the floor, laughing. Together.

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SEDUCED BY A PORNSTAR (DAY TWO)

First of all, let me just say that today was even better than yesterday, something I hadn’t even dared to dream about. Don’t get me wrong, I was expecting another great day, but I wasn’t thinking it would be all that different than the day before. Maybe a couple different positions, a little bit more chemistry, a little bit less awkwardness on my part, but much the same tone and style and intensity. And that would have been perfectly fine with me. We could have done the exact same thing four days in a row and I would have been completely content. After all, people spend the whole lives having basically the same sex with the same person, and for the most part, they seemed satisfied with that. Certainly four days of sex with a pornstar would be incredible, even if all four days were virtually the same.

But luckily for me Amber had other plans. She wasn’t satisfied with just teaching me the ropes; she wanted to make me an expert in bed. Or so she claimed. Whatever her reasons, I wasn’t going to argue with her. Not after what we did together. It was so far beyond what I had hoped for it was ridiculous. The greatest day ever. The kind of day every kid dreams about and every man wishes he had to look back on.

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You would think that after having sex six times the previous day I’d be worn out. You’d be wrong. Not only was I rearing to go from the moment I woke up this morning, I could barely even contain myself. School seemed even more boring and lame than usual, and I was so distracted that I ditched my final two classes so I get over to Amber’s house that much sooner. I figured I only had 3 more days with her, why waste even a fraction of one of them at school?

She was watching TV when I knocked on the back door. Smiling, she climbed up off the couch and let me in. She was wearing pajama bottoms and an oversized t-shirt. She didn’t have any makeup on and her hair was done back in a ponytail. Not that it mattered. My dick got hard just looking at her.

“A bit early today, aren’t you?” she said.

“School just didn’t seem that important today. Especially when I had a real education waiting for me.”

Amber smiled and closed the door then took my hand and led me towards the couch. “So I take it you didn’t wake up today with any reservations about what happened yesterday?”

“The only thing I woke up with today was morning wood,” I said.

She laughed. “Morning wood? After what we did yesterday?”

I nodded.

“I must admit, that’s pretty impressive.”

“Not as impressive as you are.”

“In this getup?” she said. “Hell, I look like the Wicked Witch of the West.”

“What are you talking about,” I said. “You look hot as hell.”

“Don’t give me that shit,” she said. “Here, sit down and I’ll go put on something a little more sexy.”

She turned and started to walk away but I grabbed her hand. “I’m serious. You look great. Perfect.”

“Really?”

“Would I lie?”

“All men lie,” Amber said. Her tone was harsh but she had a playful little grin on her face. “But there’s one thing that doesn’t.”

“Oh yeah?” I said, pretty sure where this was going but playing along anyway. “And what’s that?”

She reached down and grabbed my cock, which was pushing against the fabric of my jeans with painful insistence.

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