My Cousin is a Prostitute

I found out my cousin was hooking out of some cheap, seedy motel room in a really bad part of town and decided to go down and confront her about it. We weren’t close but she was my Aunt’s daughter and I couldn’t believe this was happening within our family! It was actually scandalous!

The room she was pushing out of was located above a sex shop, the red neon lights blinking triple xxx’s across my face as I crossed the street and the closer I got, the more
I could feel my cock getting harder in my pants! It was unexpected but I couldn’t help it!

My cousin was a plump 5’6″ with big natural d’s and a really cute face. I always found her attractive but she was my cousin! It’s impossible not to see those big tits but I had always tried to be a gentleman. But when I start imagining her sweet face in this filthy hotel, sucking off the kind of guys who would pay her to spread her thighs… I just get hard!

Down the hall I see a man leaving one of the rooms. He’s in his forties, overweight and balding and is sweating profusely as he passes me. I wonder how much he had paid her, what did she let him do to her?

I knock.

“Just a sec!” I recognize her voice.

“Hold up the money to the peephole!”

I do, making sure she couldn’t see my face. The door unlocks and I let myself in.

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She still hadn’t gotten a good look at me yet as we entered her room. There were no sheets on the stained mattress she led me to. I forget for a moment why I came here and all I can see is my cousin’s ass in front of me.

She was wearing a cheap neon pink, spandex mini halter and it barely even covered her big fat asscheeks, both of which hang out the bottom. I had never seen anything so slutty and cheap before in person. Not even any past girlfriends I’d had would degrade themselves for me in that kind of get up in private, let alone in a cheap hotel for strangers.

The floor was littered with bits of clothing, other outfits, panties, some dirty toys, a bottle of lube and a frightening number of used condoms! Beside the bare mattress was a TV table with a mirror, razor, a glass pipe and several small plastic baggies that were sure to have drugs in them. She poured out a small amount of white powder onto the mirror, dipped a finger in and rubbed it onto her gums. I couldn’t believe she was doing drugs in front of someone she hadn’t even seen the face of, but it also afforded me the chance to rearrange my rapidly growing hard on in my pants before it was too obvious.

My imagination was rampant as I watched a gob of cum run down the inside of her shiny inner thigh when she said, “Put the money on the table and come over here and tell me what you want me to do…”

She turned and saw it was me. I tried to close my mouth and stop thinking about her sticky twat and taking it for a ride.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” she was almost laughing at me.

“You’re asking ME?” I replied.

She thrust her strong chin into the air. “I’m making some money, so what?”

I didn’t hold back my disgust. “You’re a hooker! A whore! How much cock do you fuck in a day? I just saw your last John leaving! Why are doing this to our family?”

Trying some brutal honesty for shock value she hit me with, “Money and drugs. And I’m really, really good at it.” She was almost proud.

I slapped her hard across the face.

She smiled defiantly as she had provoked the reaction out of me that she wanted and then turned around and snorted a bump. Now that she had turned around, all I could see were her big melons pushing that spandex halter to its breaking point! It was low cut, I was hard and she could see me glaring at her obvious whore cleavage.

“Don’t get all judgmental on me!” She must have seen me staring like an idiot but she continued, “Just be real, I’m young and my body gets men hard and I wanna use what I got while I still got it.