Subject:     My Third Escort Job - Bill Does Me In Public
Story Codes: MF oral exhib adultery
Diary Date:  February 26, 2005
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

One thing I learned quick about escorting  every time is different.   Not 
that I'm complaining!  Bill had a fantasy about having sex in public which 
his wife wouldn't fulfill so he turned to someone who didn't mind at all  
me!

Table of Contents 
   Chapter 1  My Escorting Resume
   Chapter 2  Client #3
   Chapter 3  Dinner With Bill 
   Chapter 4  After Dinner Sex


Chapter 1  My Escorting Resume
===============================

In my diary entries about my first bachelor party and two escorting jobs I 
explained in detail how and why I got into the escort business.  Briefly, I 
attend a very strict religious university and during the second semester of 
my sophomore year I was becoming depressed from the lack of sex to the point 
where is was beginning to affect my schoolwork.  Given the small size of the 
community and the nature of our campus, doing anyone at school to the extent 
I needed it was not an option so I looked into a few escorting agencies to 
see what they had to offer.

Eventually I signed up with the one that seemed to be the best and soon 
started out my new "career" with a crazy bachelor party and then moved into 
personal escorting (alright, maybe a fancy name for being a whore but I 
wasn't streetwalking).  The first two time with "customers" went so well that 
I would have done them for free to be honest.  I had established a rather 
narrow profile with my agency of men I was willing to escort which limited my 
opportunities quite a bit but nothing I can't live without.  I only wanted to 
fuck married men around forty or older, preferable from out of state with a 
family.

Now I am sure you're wondering why I wanted someone like this instead of some 
young stud who could fuck my brains out all night.  If I was at a party maybe 
that would be who I would be drawn to.  In this case I was escorting so I 
wanted to be more careful.  My experiences with older guys have shown me that 
they generally appreciate me more and treat me better than the young guys who 
just want another notch in their belt.

As for wanting them to be married, I hoped that this would help to ensure 
discretion on their part plus it turns me on something fierce knowing a man 
wants me bad enough to risk his marriage just to have me for a few hours.  
The out of state requirement is so they won't try contacting me afterwards 
even though they have no idea who I really am other than what I tell them.

Finally, I also established a strict rule of only one date per guy  no 
repeats under any circumstances.  I was only doing this for fun and I wanted 
variety.  I also didn't want there to be even a remote chance that some poor 
guy would think I actually cared about him and think we were forming any type 
of "relationship".

My first "job" was a bachelor party which turned out to be one of the most 
exciting events of my life.  It's hard to express the thrill I got from 
having ten guys horny lusting for me, all of them wanting me in the worst 
way, including the groom.  Well I can tell you that it was a tremendous ego 
booster!  I wound up doing more than just stripping  a LOT more.

Mike was my first escort.  He had looked handsome in his profile picture and 
had written a clever and entertaining introduction.  He was from Chicago but 
what caught my eye was that he had always been married to the same woman, 
like my dad.  It turned out that he even had a daughter my age and a hidden 
desire to have sex with her so I became his "daughter" for the evening.  The 
success of that night was enough to convince me to continue on with my escort 
career.

My second escort was John who was 45.  He had been married to his wife for 
ten years yet had four children, three by previous marriages and a fifteen 
year old boy with his current wife (not a typo, the son was fifteen and John 
had been married ten years after having been divorced for one year  you do 
the math).  He wasn't the poster child for marital stability, that was for 
sure!  What drew me to him and agree to meet was his witty profile.  

John met me at a GameWorks after which we went to his room in a nearby 
Hilton.  What made it really hot for me though was he talked to his wife on 
the phone almost the entire time he fucked me and she never had a clue what 
her husband was doing.  I came so hard when he told her how much he missed 
and loved her when at the same time his cock was filling my cunt with cum!


Chapter 2  Client #3
=====================

My current escort was suppose to be another married 38 year old man named 
Bill.  In Bill's profile he said that his wife was totally shy about sex 
while deep down he had always harbored a fantasy about public sex, one which 
he knew she would never fulfill for him.  This was his first escort 
experience and all he wanted was to live out his fantasy.  He claimed that he 
really loved his wife Betty and had a great family but until he lived out 
this fantasy his life would never be complete.  The agency contacted me when 
they got his account, realizing it was right up my alley and I immediately 
agreed to take him.  He sounded perfect, at least on paper...

Saturday afternoon I started to prepare by picking out an outfit to wear.  
Knowing what he wanted to do I figured I had better wear something accessible 
and easy to get on and off so tight jeans were definitely out!  In a way I 
was reminded of my high school days when I would make out with guys in their 
cars.  If I knew I was going to fool around I made sure to wear something 
that was easy to work with in the cramped quarters.  Tonight could very well 
be much like those days so I knew exactly what I wanted to wear - a slutty 
skirt and loose blouse.

I picked out a short denim skirt which left little to the imagination 
together with a sleeveless blouse which I left unbuttoned and simply tied up 
to make it into a halter top.  I had a nice set of black strap heels with 
three-inch heels that showed off my legs and ass nicely.  I toyed with the 
idea of not wearing any panties but ended up choosing a white satin thong.  
They were a bit cheap but if things went as I planned I wouldn't be wearing 
them back home so why give up an expensive pair?

Looking in the mirror I debated my makeup.  Usually I wear only the minimum 
and go for the innocent young teen look.  I debated whether Bill would rather 
go for the subtle look and then shock people when they realized what we were 
doing or if he would want to show me off to other people letting them think I 
was a just whore out with him for the night.  Somehow I thought he would be 
the type to want a trophy girl that he could show off and make the other guys 
jealous so I decided to go for the slutty whore look.  Some dark eye shadow 
with more heavy blush than normal gave me the sultry look I wanted.  I let my 
hair hang down to frame my face and doused myself with perfume.

Thankfully my roomie was out for the weekend visiting her parents.  If Karen 
had walked in and seen my like this I think she would have turned me in to 
the morality goons at school!  As it was when it was time to go out to the 
taxi I took advantage of the cold weather to put on a long coat which helped 
me get through the dorm lobby without drawing attention.


Chapter 3  Dinner With Bill
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After a 45 minute ride the taxi dropped me off at the pre-arranged meeting 
place  a Japanese steak house on the north side of the city.  During the 
trip I tried to figure out why he had chosen this location as it seemed 
rather unusual for such a date.  Although I had never been to this particular 
restaurant I knew the type and there wasn't a great deal of privacy.  There 
was a fine line between playing around in public and getting arrested for 
indecency!  

When I got out of the taxi I looked around and saw a guy approaching me and 
waving to me.  I had a general idea of what Bill looked like from his profile 
but it was immediately obvious that if this was him then someone had been 
embellishing things a bit  more than just a bit actually.  My guess was the 
"real" Bill was about ten years older and forty pounds heavier than the guy 
described in the profile.  He wasn't ugly but certainly no spring chicken and 
not 38 by any means!

"Kelly?" he inquired with a broad smile as he approached.  Well, how many 
other twenty year-old girls got dropped off here by taxi?  Odds were good I 
was who he was waiting for!  I just stood there and stared at him without 
saying a word.  Frankly, I was waiting for an explanation and wanted him to 
know right off the bat that I wasn't pleased with the deception.

His face sort of drooped and I could tell that he was getting the message 
loud and clear.  "Sorry, I guess you're upset with me.  Look... if you want 
to call this off I understand."

I turned up the side of my mouth to try and give a decision-making look.  
"C'mon; let's go inside where it's warm so we can talk." 

He opened the door for me like a gentleman should and we entered the lobby 
area where he checked on his dinner reservation and found we had about a 
twenty minute wait.  The place was packed and I was pleased to notice that I 
was getting some pretty good looks from most of the guys there  especially a 
few of the husbands.

I wanted to laugh when I saw one harried wife trying to corral three little 
brats when she must have caught her straying husband staring at my ass 
because she gave him a stiff elbow in the side.  She whispered something in 
his ear and he quickly turned away.  Then she looked back over at me with a 
clear "stay away from my husband" look which thrilled me more than she could 
have imagined.  I really wasn't interested in her husband but now I would 
have loved to catch him on the way to the restroom, just to prove I could 
have him if I wanted.  Oh well, let her have him.

Bill didn't want to just stand around so we went over to the bar area and 
were lucky to catch a couple just leaving so we grabbed their seats at a 
small table to wait.  A waitress stopped by and I asked for a Diet Coke while 
he ordered a Japanese beer.  He turned from the waitress when she left and 
finally we had a moment to ourselves.  Bill started to talk to me with a 
sheepish look on his face.

"OK, so I used a picture of me when I was younger and I lied about my age and 
a few personal things.  Bottom line, are we still on for tonight?" he asked.

This was great!  I really didn't mind the way he looked but now I was in 
control of the situation from the very start so I was going to milk it for 
all I could.  I sipped my drink and replied, "Well, what else have you lied 
about?  You said this was your first time but is this something you do 
regularly?  Damn, are you even married?  Tell me, how do I trust anything you 
say now?"

He sort of grimaced and I couldn't help but wonder if I had gone a bit too 
far with the bitchy tone.  After all, he WAS a paying client and if he 
dropped me then I could be held responsible for his fee and I couldn't afford 
that!  Besides, technically I was not under any obligation to have sex with 
him.  My agency made no agreements regarding anything other than dinner and a 
night on the town.  Anything beyond that was totally between the client and 
me.  If I was in this just for the money I would have probably resigned 
myself to dinner and called it a night.  In my case however I was here 
because I wanted the sex just as much if not more than he did.  To go home 
with an empty pussy would kill me!

"Sorry," I said in a more conciliatory tone, "That was mean of me.  Why don't 
you promise to just tell me the truth from now on and let's try starting over 
again."

Bill looked relieved but based on the results of my previous escorts I knew 
there was one more matter to settle before we went any further.  Better to 
get it over now than to worry about it later.

"Umm, Bill, about tonight," I said softly, "You realize you only paid the 
agency for me to have dinner with you, right?  If you would like to tip me 
though I'm sure you'll be happy with everything."

Fortunately Bill appeared to have been expecting this because he nodded and 
reached into his coat pocket to draw out an envelope which he gave me.  I 
sneaked a look inside and saw five crisp $100 dollar bills.  I folded it in 
half and then slipped it into my purse.  Well, the deal was struck and it was 
up to me deliver so I looked up and smiled at him.

"Why thank you Bill, I appreciate this very much.  Mmmmmmm, you're a generous 
man."

We chatted about everyday things, the weather and other small talk until the 
hostess came to say our table was ready.  She led us to a large table at the 
very back of the room where six other people were seated, directing Bill and 
me to the empty chairs on one side.  Next to us around the corner was an 
older couple that looked to be in their sixties while the remaining seats 
were taken up by a family with two kids that looked to be ten and twelve or 
so plus one cute boy in a high chair.

I was pleased to see that both husbands were taking a good long look at me as 
I sat down.  I almost giggled as for the second time already that night a 
wife elbowed her husband and whispered something in his ear.  It was the 
older couple and he quickly stopped looking my way but I had a feeling he 
would be stealing a glimpse whenever he could.  

Bill looked proud as a peacock although the truth of the matter was the 
others must have realized I was a hired date  I mean why else would I be 
with him, especially dressed the way I was?  With me hanging on to his arm 
and his hand on my ass as we approached the table I don't think anyone 
thought I was his daughter, that was for sure!

My parents have always enjoyed Japanese steakhouses so I was familiar with 
the routine.  I ordered shrimp and chicken while Bill asked for filet mignon 
and shrimp.  Knowing that Bill hadn't tipped me to be a good socializer I 
decided to do my best to give him his money's worth.  The waitress brought 
out hot towels to clean up with and I used mine to pat down my neck and 
chest, closing my eyes and breathing out as I reached just a little lower 
than necessary into my blouse.  My blouse spread apart as a result and I left 
it that way as I handed back my towel to the waitress.  Bill looked over at 
me but his eyes were fixed on my breasts, not my eyes.  I knew he was getting 
a good eyeful of my boobs and I hoped he liked what he saw.

Meanwhile the soup came and while we were bending over to eat it I slipped my 
left hand over to Bill's lap and pressed firmly down on his crotch.  Bill 
must have had some thoughts already going through his mind because he 
definitely had an erection going on!  I looked at him and smiled as my hand 
slowly kneaded his crotch.  Bill's face turned a bit red and I knew it wasn't 
from the hot soup!

When the salad came out I kept my hand on him, massaging his cock through his 
thin dress pants.  Everyone else was eating and not paying much attention to 
us but I knew Bill must have felt like all eyes were on him.  The cute little  
waitress had to have noticed what I was doing from her vantage point but she 
was discreet and just gave me a demur smile when she picked up my bowl and 
plate.  Well, Bill hadn't seen nothin' yet as they say and I had to admit 
that I was getting turned on a bit myself as I felt his cock hardening in my 
hand, right there with all the people around us!

The chef eventually arrived with a tray containing our food and he checked to 
make sure he had why everyone had ordered.  As he started cooking the meal 
and people's attention was fixed on the show he was giving us, I got bolder 
with Bill, unzipping his pants slowly with my fingers.  It wasn't very easy 
and at one point he had to bring his hand under the table to cinch up his 
pants so I could pull the zipper down more easily.  He was sitting up close 
to the table so nobody could see what was going on below his waist but it was 
still a thrill knowing that other people were sitting right here next to us 
as I reached into his open zipper and felt his cotton underwear which was all 
that was now between me and his cock.

Soon my hand made its way past this final barrier I felt the warmth and 
smoothness of his shaft and I held onto it like a firm sausage.  I milked his 
cock, using mostly my wrist while trying not to move my arm too much so 
people wouldn't wonder what was going on.  As I ate my meal, I never let go 
of Bill's cock the whole time.  The waitress came by several times to refill 
drinks and I knew she saw what was going on but she was as discreet as ever 
and never missed a beat.  The next time she came by she placed an extra 
napkin next to me.  I looked up at her and she smiled.  I had a good idea why 
she thought I would be needing an extra napkin!

Without a lot of motion on my part I wasn't sure if I could get Bill to cum 
but I underestimated his horniness.  Before we had finished our main courses 
I could feel his cock swelling even more and he was having a noticeably 
harder time concentrating on his eating.  Suddenly he came and I could feel 
his hot cum squirting all over my hand.  He shot several big loads and my 
hand was covered with his slimy semen.  Mission accomplished, I brought my 
hand back into my lap and used the extra napkin to wipe the cum from my hand.  
I folded it carefully so the cum filled portion wasn't showing and placed it 
on the edge of the table.  The waitress must have been right behind me as 
almost immediately she picked it and looked at me with just a hint more of a 
smile than before.  There was something about the look she gave me that I 
couldn't quite place but then the chef finished everyone started clapping.  
He had put on a good performance but in a way I thought they should have been 
clapping for me in recognition of the great hand job I had just given Bill!

Bill used the distraction to slip his cock back into his shorts and zip up 
his pants.  He had deflating rapidly and the bulge in his pants wouldn't be 
noticeable for much longer.  The rest of the meal would give him plenty of 
time to recuperate.  At least I hoped so as I didn't plan for this being the 
only time he came tonight!

Amazingly nobody else seemed to have a clue what was going on at our end of 
the table.  The couple next to us had been ignoring us since the wife poked 
her husband for staring at me.  The parents were too preoccupied with their 
kids.  As for the kids, they were much too young to even suspect what I had 
been doing maybe someday when they got older it might dawn on them what that 
girl in the restaurant was really doing!  The soft drinks were having an 
effect on me and I had to pee so I whispered to Bill that I needed to visit 
the little girl's room.  I excused myself and headed to the restrooms.

The women's restroom was empty when I walked in so I quickly peed and went to 
the sink to wash my hands.  Looking in the mirror, I touched up my makeup and 
combed my hair just a bit.  I was about to leave when the door opened and who 
should walk in but our waitress!  I saw she had something in her hand and to 
my surprise it was a wadded up napkin and in an instant I knew which one it 
was.

She was short, even for me and must have weighed less than eighty pounds 
dripping wet.  She looked so young and I wondered if she was even 18 yet.  I 
said hello just to be friendly but she didn't say a word.  She gave me a sexy 
smile and unfolded the napkin, showing me the cum-soaked portion where I had 
wiped Bill's sperm off my hands onto it.  Then to my total shock she put the 
wet spot up to her face and started rubbing her face with it, smearing his 
cum enough to visibly wet her cheeks with it!  God she looked hot!

I just stood there, watching this tiny girl looking incredibly erotic with 
her now cum-smeared face.  For one of the few times in my life I knew what it 
felt like to have another person in control of a sexual situation with me as 
I just stood there frozen, not knowing what to do next.  Fortunately she was 
in charge and she stepped forward to kiss me.  I felt her wet cheeks against 
mine, knowing it was Bill's cum that I was feeling.  I started to lick her 
face, lapping the cum from her.  I licked it all off, savoring the flavor of 
his cum while enjoying the smooth soft skin of her face against my tongue.

As it turned out, that was all we did.  She took a towel from the sink and 
dried her face off.  Then she smiled at me and turned, leaving the room 
without ever having said a single word!  I just stood there, my pussy 
throbbing from the pure sexuality of the moment.  It was almost too much and 
I stood there for a moment wondering if it had really happened to if somehow 
I had drifted off and just imagined the whole thing.  Three other women 
barged in just then and broke my concentration.  I quickly left and returned 
to our table.

Everyone else had gone and Bill asked if I was alright since I had been gone 
for over ten minutes.  I reassured him that I was perfectly fine and he 
started to say something about our missing waitress when she suddenly 
appeared with his credit card receipt.  She didn't look at me and acted as if 
nothing had happened!  I couldn't help but wonder who she was and what we 
might have done under different circumstances as she was most certainly an 
extremely sensual girl!  Bill signed the credit card invoice and I told him 
to leave a good tip for the waitress!  If he only know why!


Chapter 4  After Dinner Sex
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We left the restaurant and made our way across the parking lot to his car.  
The lights in the lot were poor and with it being dark I knew it would be 
difficult for anyone to see us inside the darkened car.  As he started to put 
in the keys to start the engine I turned in the passenger seat to face him.

"Bill, I'm not ready to leave yet.  Do you want to fuck me right here?"

Bill looked around at all the people in the lot and I couldn't help but think 
it was a bit funny.  He had probably fantasized many times about having sex 
in public, imagining all the grandiose performances he would make but now 
that that he was faced with the real thing he wasn't so confident.  Well, 
needless to say I had no such inhibitions so it was now up to me to get 
things rolling.  As I lifted my skirt I smiled at myself thinking that nobody 
could ever accuse me of being shy!  I deftly pulled my thong down and around 
my ankles and handed it to him.

"Here, a souvenir for you." I said with a grin.  "Now don't you dare go 
washing them!"

Bill held them up to his nose, taking in a big whiff from the crotch area 
which was still damp from my time spent in the women's restroom.  I have to 
admit that as much as I enjoy tasting my own pussy and licking others, I have 
really never understood the fascination with smelling underwear.  I recognize 
that such an interest exists and make use of it such as I did in this case 
but even so, what's the big deal?  It's like sniffing a napkin after someone 
wipes their mouth so you can smell the steak they just ate.  Without the 
meat, what good is the smell?  Oh well, Bill sure seemed to appreciate my 
thong.

"Oh my god you smell so good!" he murmured.

Well, why don't you get a taste of the real thing?" I said seductively as I 
turned in the seat and spread my legs apart for him to give him an 
unobstructed view of my warm pussy.

"OH GOD!" he exclaimed, "You have no fucking idea how much your cunt looks 
just like the way I had dreamed it would."

I smiled and replied back, "Then get down and start licking if you want it so 
bad.  C'mon, let me know if it tastes as good as it looks."

I knew from years of experience that I did taste just as good as I looked and 
Bill certainly didn't need any more encouragement.  He leaned over the center 
console to put his head between my open legs.  His tongue touched me and I 
felt myself involuntarily jump as it nailed my clit.  He couldn't see 
anything and with the windows closed you couldn't hear much of what was going 
on but I could see a woman getting into the car next to us.  She was about to 
get in the passenger side of her car when she noticed something going on in 
the car next to her.  The windows had a slight fog to them but I am sure she 
could see what was happening from the way her eyes opened wide as saucers and 
her mouth dropped open.  I was about to say something to Bill when she 
quickly turned away and slammed the door behind her as she rushed to get into 
the car.  Bill heard the car start and pull away and he started to lift his 
head from my crotch.

"Don't worry," I reassured him, pushing his head back into my crotch, "They 
are leaving.  Besides, she only saw a little." 

Bill looked up at me with his own eyes wide open this time.  I laughed at 
this response saying, "Well, you wanted public sex so now you should be 
happy.  Shell probably talk all week about seeing two people having oral sex 
in a parking lot."

I reached behind me and lowered the passenger seat back.  It was electric and 
laid almost flat when it was all the way back.  I lifted his head up and 
scooted myself around until I was laying flat on my back.  I looked over at 
him and gave him the universal "come hither" motion with my index finger.

"Get over here Bill and fuck me," I said as I teased him by pulling my skirt 
all the way up and playing with my pussy.  "Hmmmmmm, I bet Betty never made 
you an offer like that!"

"Fuck no!" he exclaimed, "she won't even do it unless we are in the bedroom 
with the door closed and lights out.  But what is someone pulls in next to 
us?"

He unbuckled his pants and it was hilarious watching him struggle to pull 
them off in the confines of the car.  As for worrying about someone pulling 
in next to us, I was more worried that someone would NOT!

"Well, do you want to fuck me or not?" I demanded.  

He nodded like a loyal puppy dog.  

"Then get your ass on top of me and get going!  Fuck me dammit, I need a cock 
in me."

My language was getting a bit nastier as I was starting to better understand 
Bill.  He wanted to do all these nasty things but he didn't have the nerve to 
initiate anything.  I started to wonder if the real problem at home was with 
him, not his wife.  A tingle ran through me as I realized what a dominant 
position I was in.  How far would he go if I pushed him?

Bill had his pants off now and was bare ass with his shirt and black socks 
still on.  It was about as unsexy a sight as I had ever seen and my pussy was 
not responding the way it needed to.  Under the circumstances I was just 
going to have to concentrate on his cock, not his body.  I have found over 
the years that I can suck about any cock so long as the guys is clean  and 
pretty much have!  Even though I would have sucked him, normally I would 
never have allowed someone like Bill to fuck me but what could I say, he had 
paid me and now I had to deliver.  Hopefully once he started fucking me it 
would be better.  Mmmmmmm, nothing makes me forget the rest of the world like 
the feel of a cock penetrating my pussy!

Bill finally managed to work his way over and get on top of me.  I could feel 
his stiff cock pressing on my lower stomach just below my belly button.  I 
reached down to grab it and tried to direct it to my pussy hole.

"C'mon Bill, stick it in me.  Fuck me like you've never fucked your wife."

Bill was struggling too much to keep his balance to say much but he 
understood what I wanted.  He maneuvered himself into place and I could feel 
the head of his hard cock pushing my lips apart, trying to violate me.  I 
lifted my hips upward and he pushed down to meet me and my legs felt like 
they were going to split in half as his cock spread my pussy apart.  
Fortunately my pussy wasn't as discriminating as I was and it was wet enough 
for him to enter me easily.

God it felt incredible!  The feel of a cock as it first penetrates me is 
always wonderful, a sensation I will never grow tired of.  All thoughts about 
how he looked or dressed immediately cleared from my mind and all I could 
think about was this warm hard monster that was invading my body, trying to 
force its way into my tight pussy.

"Deeper Bill," I begged, "Fuck me deeper."

Bill gasped as his hips swung to drive his dick deeper in my hole.  I could 
feel myself being filled with his cock until finally his crotch met mine, 
signaling that he was in me all the way.  

Finally he broke his silence saying "Oh my god Kelly, your cunt is so fucking 
tight!  Damn I've forgotten how tight a young pussy feels!"

By now the windows were fogged up totally and I heard more than saw the car 
pull in next to us.  It must have been a family because I heard a mom yelling 
at some kids to be careful in the parking lot.  It was almost surreal to have 
this old guy fucking me with them just a few feet away.  They must not have 
been able to see anything because I didn't hear any comments.  Bill was too 
involved with fucking me like a teenage boy in heat to even notice!

I put my feet up on the dash as he pressed forward with his feet pushing 
against the floor of the car.  It was just a good old-fashioned fucking, 
driving himself in and out of me rhythmically.  It was almost like I was a 
plastic doll for him to masturbate with more than anything else and my mind 
started to wander.  I found myself wondering who the real culprit was at his 
home when it came to their sexual problems.  Bill wasn't exactly the most 
imaginative guy to fuck me, that's for sure!  Oh well, I figured I may was 
well make the best of it.  After all, I WAS being fucked so there had to be 
something good about it!

"Oh yea Bill, fuck me... fuck me harder Bill... Oh that feels so good Bill," 
I cried out, trying to encourage him so he would cum and get this over with.

I played with my clit as he banged me, trying to work myself into an orgasm 
so I wouldn't have to fake one.  On the one hand I wished he would cum but on 
the other it gave me the time I needed to make myself cum first and I felt 
myself filled with the tingling sensation that always precedes an orgasm.  
Sure enough, my pussy gushed cum over his cock as it felt like an explosion 
between my legs which rapidly surged all through me from the tips of my toes 
to the last hair on my head.

"Oh god...," I moaned, not having to fake anything this time as I felt the 
sensual feelings cascade through me.  

My pussy latched onto his cock and he grunted as he tried to keep fucking me 
even though my cunt was gripping him tightly.

"Yea baby, cum for me," he said, "Oh fuck, now I'm cumming too!"

I was still in the middle of my first orgasm when I felt him push himself up 
into me as far as he could and then explode, releasing a ball of heat deep 
inside of me.  My orgasm had been dwindling but the feeling of him shooting 
his hot sperm deep inside of me turned it around in its tracks and I was back 
at the summit again.

"Cum in me Bill, give it all to me," I whispered hoarsely.  "Fill me with 
your cum!"

A final thrust ended the series of cum shots and he collapsed onto me, his 
arms barely holding his full weight off of me.  My pussy was so sensitive I 
could feel his cock throbbing in me, slowly getting smaller.  Every few 
moments he would sort of jerk spasmodically and his cock would move in me, 
sending another little burst of pleasure through me.

Bill was breathing heavily and for a moment I wondered if he was going to 
have a heart attack while he was on top of me.  Fortunately we dodged that 
bullet and finally he got off and I felt the last remaining bit of his cock 
pull out from me.  He somehow made his way back into the driver's seat and 
once again I was treated to a comedy show as he struggled to get dressed.  As 
for me, I just laid there on my back rubbing my pussy slowly with one finger, 
making little circles around my swollen clit, sending shivers through me as 
my clit begged for more attention.

"Oh fuck Kelly, that was incredible!" he gasped, exhausted not only from 
fucking me but also from his efforts to get dressed in such close quarters.  
"Kelly, thank you so much for an incredible evening!"

At first I thought he was just joking.  We had only been together a couple of 
hours so far and it sounded like he was calling it a night!  Well, I wasn't 
going to argue or try to dissuade him.  Although the night wasn't a total 
bust I wasn't anxious to stretch it out any longer than necessary.  I had 
thought that when we were done that maybe he would want to have sex in a few 
more public places.  Id expected that we would go to the mall where I could 
show off for some young teenagers while he watched.  One of my ideas was to 
go to a dressing room at Sears and have him fuck me there.  I knew from 
experience that there were lots of places I could flash him and some even 
where I could suck him without people being able to see us very easily but 
with that hint of danger always present making it fun.

Oh well, if he was happy then I was too so I pulled out my cell phone and 
dialed my taxi.  The driver sounded surprised I was done so early and said it 
would take him a few minutes to get back.  I played with myself some more for 
Bill to watch as I waited for my cab.  It dawned on me that other than 
stripping off my panties I had not even had to get undressed.  In fact, my 
halter had not even been untied and he had never once touched my boobs.  I 
guess Bill was not a tit man!

We didn't say anything for the next few minutes and then my taxi showed up.  
I reached over and kissed him on the cheeks  we had not even kissed once the 
entire night!  I have heard that hookers don't like to kiss and so I guess he 
figured that since I was a whore that he shouldn't kiss me.  I don't really 
consider myself a whore although tonight I had indeed sold my body and fucked 
someone I wouldn't have except that he had paid me.  I only took his money 
because he expected to pay me.

"Goodnight Bill," I said with a smile.  "I hope I did better than Betty."

"Goodnight to you Kelly," he replied.  "I'll never forget you... Youre 
everything Betty is not!  God I wish I had married a girl like you!"

With that I pulled down my skirt over my bare ass and got out of the car and 
into the waiting taxi.  The driver knew where to take me so he immediately 
took off and left Bill behind in his car.  I imagined I must have smelled 
pretty heavily with our sex but the driver didn't notice or else he was very 
discrete.

On the way home I found that I was now horny as hell.  Even thought I had 
orgasmed with Bill, it was really more my doing than his and I really needed 
more to satisfy the sexual urges that had been building up in me.  I looked 
up and the driver was concentrating on the busy highway so I lifted my skirt 
and started to masturbate in the back seat.  The driver was black and I had 
never had a black man before so for the rest of the way home I fingered my 
pussy imagining him fucking me in the back seat of his cab.  I came several 
times during the 45 minute ride home, the last being just as we made the turn 
into the campus.

Pulling up in front of my dorm, he opened the door for me and I got out, 
still quite flushed from my back seat activities.  He was cool though and 
just smiled at me, never making any indication of what he had to know I was 
doing all the way home although he HAD to have heard me moaning and his cab 
smelled strongly of pussy cum.

Back in my empty room, I quickly undressed and plopped in bed.  With Karen 
out for the weekend I wasn't going to bother with pajamas or anything so I 
was able to sleep nude for the first time in ages.  Even with all the 
masturbating on the way home I still wanted some more so I spent another hour 
or so doing myself, thinking of the evening I had just experienced.  Looking 
back it may not have been one of my wildest dates but it was OK overall.  

I learned one thing though  always check out the guy before you meet with 
him to be sure he is really what he appears to be!

THE END 
