Subject: My Third Escort Job - Bill Does Me In Public (MF, oral, exhib)
Diary Date: February 26, 2005
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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!!!WARNING!!!!
This file is a work of fiction containing sexually explicit material which may
include depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as
incest and adultery. It is not intended to implicate any person or action by
them or me, nor advocate such practices. If you can't separate fantasy from
reality, get professional help - FAST!
The material is distributed as "For Adults Only" and possession by a minor is
strictly forbidden. If you are not legally empowered to be in possession of
this material, do not read it and delete it immediately.
This work is copyrighted �2011 to the author. It may be posted with the
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Although I wrote this to stand on its own as much as possible, it might help to
understand things better if you read my previous diary entries at
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kelly85/. The "About Me" directory also has a
lot more information about me as well if you're interested.
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
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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
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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 3 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. Mmmmmm, 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 10 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. She will 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. "Hmmmmm, 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. Mmmmmm,
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. I had 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�..You are
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