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
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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
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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 it 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.
Greg 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 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 lying 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