Ariel's Secret Life

Ariel and Mario continued to fuck and play with each other until the early hours of the morning. Some of the things they did included Mario spreading Ariel’s legs wide and eating her out, Ariel sucking his cock until it was rock hard again, then climbing on him and riding him and Mario dripping champagne all over her body and licking it off. One of Ariel’s favourite things they did all evening was when Mario picked her up and held her against the window as he fucked her.

At around two in the morning, the two of them heard knocks at the door followed by the voices of Mario’s friends. They must have returned to the hotel from the strip club they had gone to and were trying to see if Mario was still up.

“Mario,” one of them called from behind the door. “Are you up?”

Unfortunately, Mario was unable to answer because at that moment, Ariel was sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread and Mario’s face in between them, licking and sucking on her wet cunt.

As the knocking continued, Ariel covered her mouth, attempting to quiet her moaning.

“Mario?” the voice at the door asked again.

Ariel looked from the door to Mario, wondering if he would go answer it, but his tongue showed her no signs of stopping or slowing down. The knocks didn’t even seem to faze him from his task. He continued sucking on her clit making her moan deeply into her hand.

“He must be asleep,” another one said.

“Pretty sure he was going to get an escort for the night,” Ariel heard from the door. “She must have worn him out.”

“He missed out,” a third voice said. “I can’t count how many titties I had in my face tonight.”

Ariel couldn’t help but laugh into her hand, but finally the voices faded and were gone.

At around four in the morning, after a slow round of sex in missionary position, Ariel and Mario finally fell asleep.

Ariel woke only a few hours later feeling well rested despite being up so late. All the sex and orgasms must have really worn her out. It also felt nice to sleep on a decent mattress, already dreading going back to the one in her apartment.

‘Maybe,’ she thought to herself as she rolled out of Mario’s arms, going to use the bathroom, ‘that’ll be the first thing I save up for with the money I’m earning at this job.’

After using the bathroom and cleaning herself up a little, Ariel went back into the room to wake Mario up so she could head out. Luckily, when she went back in the main room, Mario was awake, sitting up in the bed and looking through notifications on his phone. Looking up, he smiled watching Ariel walk naked through the room.

“Last night was amazing,” he told her, putting his phone down and getting up from the bed. He was also still naked and Ariel was greeted with the sight of his gorgeous 8 inch morning wood. He walked towards her and embraced her, pulling her naked body against his and leaning his head down to kiss her softly. “I hope you had fun too,” he asked her when he pulled out of the kiss.

“I did,” Ariel answered honestly, smiling.

Mario kissed the top of her forehead, then slowly released her. “Let me get you your payment so you can go,” he said, walking towards the closet in the room.

While he did that, Ariel found her shoes, panties, dress and purse and began dressing herself. From behind her, she heard the beeps of the hotel room safe.

Once she was fully dressed, she turned around and saw Mario waiting, holding a hand full of cash out for her. She took it and put it in her bag without counting it.

“Can I ask for you again?” Mario asked her. “I would love to take you out again and spend another incredible evening with you.”

“I would love that too,” Ariel responded.

Mario offered to have his driver come and pick her up, but Ariel knew if she showed up outside her apartment complex in a limo or any fancy vehicle, she’d get jumped real quick. So she thanked him, but decided an UBER would be better.

While she waited for the elevator to arrive on her floor, she decided to count the money she had earned. $900 she counted, quickly hiding it back in her purse when she heard footsteps of some tourists approaching her.

Stepping inside the elevator, she did some quick math. Her rent was $1000 and her student loans were $450 a month. If she was able to book an overnight like this on the weekends plus maybe one or two easy bookings during the week, she would have no problem covering her all her bills plus have quite a bit each month to put away into savings. She’d also be able to take some nights off to study and do school work or even go out and have a social life.

Earlier today, she thought buying a new mattress would be the first thing she’d spurge on, but when her UBER passed a billboard for a brand new apartment complex being built only a few miles from the University, her thoughts suddenly started to change.

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The next day at school, Ariel was sitting on one of the outside tables reading one of her textbooks and going over the notes she had taken in class a few days ago. She was waiting for Henry to join her so they could head to class together.

She was in her own head, not paying attention to her surroundings, when someone approached the table and snatched a small stack of papers Ariel had on top of her books. Ariel looked up and saw Kelly standing at her table, holding the papers.

“Oh my God,” Kelly said, laughing. “What is this?”

Ariel had arrived early at school this morning with the plan to use the school’s library to do some research on apartment condos that she would be able to afford now with her new income. She found a few options she really liked that were all close to the University as well as the strip. She printed out floor plans, lists of amenities and rent prices to show Henry.

Those were the papers Kelly currently had in her perfectly manicured hands.

“There’s no way your trashy ass could afford any of these places,” Kelly laughed as she looked through each listing. “These are for people with class,” she told Ariel, looking her up and down. “You definitely don’t belong.”

“Could I have my papers back, please?” Ariel asked Kelly, calmly.

“Lura, Evora, Tides,” Kelly listed the different complexes as she went through them. She chuckled, then placed them back on the table in front of Ariel, leaning in so she was face-to-face with Ariel. “Good luck, Ariel. You will never get out of your disgusting trailer trash of a home and into any of these places.”

As she turned away from the table, she flicked her hand, causing the documents to fly off the table top to the ground. Then she walked away, linking arms with her group of girlfriends as she went.

Ariel rolled her eyes and bent down to pick everything up. A moment later, Henry’s hands appeared, helping her pick everything up.

“Does she think this is still high school or something?” Henry asked.

“Who knows,” Ariel replied, taking the stack of papers and putting them back on the table.

“What’s all this?” Henry asked, pointing to the documents in Ariel’s hands, as he joined her at the table.

“Well,” Ariel said, handing them to him. “I did some math yesterday. If I can do an overnight on the weekends, plus a couple quick jobs during the week, within a few months, I should have enough saved up that I can move,” she explained, smiling the whole time. “These were some options I found that are close to both school and the strip.”

Henry flipped through everything. “These are all really nice,” he commented. “A lot of the girls I work with live in these apartments. They are clean and really safe.”

“There’s also this one,” Ariel told Henry, pulling another one from her notebook. “This one is my favourite building, but they only have two bedroom units left.”

Henry took it and looked over all the pictures. “It’s super nice, Ariel. What’s wrong with a two-bedroom?” he asked, lowering it to look at her. “You could have a whole room for your work clothes.”

“I don’t need something so big,” Ariel explained. To be honest, she had never lived in anything bigger than 700 square feet and the thought of having something more than 1500 square feet on her own, freaked her out. “I was thinking, we could get a place together.”

Henry put the papers down and looked at her. “Really?”

She shrugged. “Why not? I mean, only if you want to.”

“Of course I want to,” Henry said, smiling at his friend. “That would be so much fun and perfect timing too. The lease on my current place is up in two months. As long as it’s not Sunshine Apartment Complex,” referencing the build Ariel still currently lived in.

“No, we’re burning that place to the ground as soon as I’m out,” she joked.

The two friends looked over the multiple listings Ariel had printed out for a little while longer until they had to head to class. Then they packed all their things up and walked inside the school together.

As they walked, they agreed on their favourite places and decided to make appointments to go view them on the weekend. If there was something they really liked, Henry said he had enough saved up that they could put down a deposit.

Sitting in their biology class, both Ariel and Henry could help but stare at their professor. Dr. Arrson was still sitting at the desk at the front of class as students still had five more minutes before class officially began. He was reading from an open book and he had the sleeves of his button up rolled up so his muscled and tattooed arms were on display for the whole class.

“Fuck,” Henry commented. “He is so sexy.”

“Tell me about it,” Ariel said.

“What do you think the chances are of him being queer?” Henry asked.

Ariel shrugged. “I mean, there’s a better chance of that than him hooking up with a student.”

Henry sighed, still staring at the gorgeous professor.

“At least biology is never boring with eye candy like that,” Henry said, opening his textbook.

As Dr. Arrson stood up from his desk to begin class, Ariel couldn’t help biting her lip as she imagined what it would be like to get fucked by this man.