Date: Tue, 10 May 2016 14:43:22 -0400
From: Miranda Sanderson <mirandalezz@gmail.com>
Subject: Lesbian Soccer Mom Prostitute

Lesbian Soccer Mom Prostitute

By Miranda Sanderson

Miranda.sanderson84@gmail.com

This story contains very graphic lesbian sex. It is meant for those 18 and
over. If you are younger than that or would be offended by depictions of
lesbian sex stop reading now.

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first and you do not profit from it. This story is fiction.

Any resemblance between anyone alive or dead is coincidental.

My name is Amanda Carlson. I'm 37 years old, 5'8", 36C, I do Pilates three
times a week so even after having two children (both boys 8 and 11) my body
is toned and my tits are still perky for my age.

I have auburn hair and a few freckles. All in all for my age I can't
complain about how I look. I am a wife, soccer mom, PTA member and am a
lesbian prostitute.

I knew I was a lesbian from a young age but as a lot of girls did I denied
it.

I went out with guys. In college I would "experiment" and I knew the
experiment was what I really wanted but as I said, denial. Dated a couple
of guys in my 20's, got pregnant and married the guy. Tom's a nice guy but
he never really got me off the way I want to. If he wanted a blow job I
would abide though I would think about eating pussy.

Occasionally I would tell my husband I was getting together with the girls
which

 wasn't a real lie because I would sneak off to a lesbian bar about a ½
hour away and pick up a woman. I would have sex with them and then not
sneak off for a couple of months. My husband makes a decent salary; we live
in a nice neighborhood and had friends and barbeques. Suburban lesbian
hell. I had a second child, I didn't nurse very long because my life was so
unfulfilled I started taking anti-depressants. It wasn't post partum
depression it was just total depression. Why don't I just stop this charade
and leave? I'm not about to out myself and possibly destroy my relationship
with my boys.

The bar I went to was starting to get too butch for me (I am femme and
loves femmes) so I decided to try another bar. I went in, started a
conversation with a woman. She was probably under 30, nice D size tits and
long blonde hair. We talked for a while and I made a suggestion we get out
of here. She smiled at me.

"Just so you know my rate is $500 an hour." She smiled again. "Trust me,
I'm worth it."

I was kind of taken aback. "Uh, I wasn't looking for a hooker, just to hook
up."

"Well, sweetie, this is not the place for you. Half the place is hookers
and the other half looking to pick one up."

I walked outside and decided to have a smoke before I got into my car. I
try not to smoke but occasionally I need one. I saw a woman, probably 60ish
approach me. She smiled at me, I smiled back and she said to me "How much?"

It took me a second to process what she meant, Here I was smoking a
cigarette outside a lesbian bar where there seems to be a lot of pros. I
just threw a number out there based on what the hooker inside said. If she
was worth $500 then I'm probably "$200 per hour".

"Okay. Your price is good and I like your look" she said.  I looked her
over. Grey hair, not butch though a bit older than I've been with. Shit,
why the hell not. I was looking to get laid and she was not unattractive
plus she was paying me? How bad could it be?

I followed her in my car to a house 20 minutes away. It was a small house
and there pictures of her with another woman. Probably she had a partner
who died.

 She led me up to her bedroom . "Strip for me, nice and slowly" she
said. She wanted a little show. I had done this little dance for my husband
once but now I was getting to do it with a woman. I slowly lifted my blouse
and unzipped the back of my skirt. I let the skirt drop and took my blouse
off. I walked over to her and straddled her. I unclasped my bra. I let the
straps fall but I held the bra with my breasts covered for a second and let
it drop on her. I then began undressing her; I unzipped the back of her
dress and lifted it off. She was wearing panty hose so I just took the hose
and her panties off at the same time. I unhooked her bra and stood up and
pulled my panties off so my neatly trimmed pussy was near her face.

Without her bra and panty hose her tits sagged a bit and the hose covered a
bit of a stomach but not terrible and I had been horny so just having a
naked woman in bed was getting me moist. She began kissing me, putting her
hands on my tits. I did the same to her. "Any preference?" I said playing
the part.

"I want to eat you" she said. She began rubbing the outside of my pussy and
brought her mouth down. She parted my lips and was not doing a half bad
job. Her tongue moved around and her she put a finger in me, then a second.

She fucked me with her fingers and she licked my clit. My breathing got
heavy I began moaning, I could feel it building inside and probably because
I was so fucking horny I got off pretty quickly; it had over seven months
since the last time I had been with a woman so I was really enjoying
it. She got on top of me. "I like to get the girls off first. I'm going to
sit on your face and you're going to eat me" she said.

Well, I had no problem; I loved when a woman does that. I love licking
upward. She held onto the bedpost and lowered herself down. I grabbed her
ass and began licking her pussy. "Fuck that is good" she said. I like to
think even though I don't get much practice I'm pretty good, I brought my
hands down to part her lips, stuck my tongue up. She was a little wet, nice
that someone her age could get that wet. I ate her pussy, fucked her with
my fingers. She began fidgeting, moaned and after a few minutes she let out
a scream as she came. She came down in a 69 position on me and we got each
other off that way.

"I'm running out of time, can I buy another hour?" she asked. I looked at
the clock.

"You can have another 1/2 hour for $150." I said feeling bold.

"Okay" she said as she kissed me.  She parted my legs and began grinding
against me. She then put a leg over my thigh and pulled herself towards
me. We were both getting off. A few minutes and she came, and then I came.

I looked at her clock."Times up "I said. She handed me $350 as I got
dressed.

"So you do direct calls or only through the bar?" she asked." I'd like your
number."

I didn't want to give her my number I took hers and said I would call her
with my new number. I cleaned up and left, I got into my car and laughed. I
had good sex with an older woman and she paid me! I can chalk that down as
a new one.

A week later I was shopping at Target and noticed they had pre-paid or
burner phones. I thought about it and bought one. A couple of days later I
called her and gave her my number just for the hell of it. She wanted to
know if I could come now. I told her I can only come during the daytime
(while the kids are in school though I didn't tell her that). I also told
her the price I gave her was a first time price and that my regular price
was $300. It didn't seem to bother her. At about noon I got her house. She
welcomed me in. When we got up to the bedroom she grabbed me and began
pawing at me to get my clothes off. She was a little aggressive; I think
she figured if she was paying me she had control, which she did.

We went right into it, no kissing or touching at first, she told me to put
my head on the pillow and then grabbing the bedpost sat on my face. I
tongued upward, grabbing her ass and raising my head to keep licking. I
then moved my hands to her tits. She was moaning "Oh fuck yeah, come on,
earn your money". As my tongue moved up and found her clit as I licked she
began almost suffocating me. Finally she came (and I was able to breathe
again).

She was playing with my pussy and suddenly stuck three fingers in at the
same time. The initial shock of three at one time hurt but she was gentle
then with it and fingered me to an orgasm.

I watched the clock and she hit the two hour mark. "I hope I didn't hurt
you putting three fingers in "she said apologetically. "I just wanted to
have fun." Well my pussy was a bit sore, I got dressed and grabbed up the
$600.

I found I was a bit turned on by the whole prostitute thing but at the same
time I didn't want to just be her personal plaything. I kept up with the
Pilates and added a Jazzercise class. I needed to keep my body in shape. I
took out an ad on Craigslist and was surprised by the response. I went
through the messages. Most struck me as married women who were either in
the closet or wanted to try something new while the kids were in school.

 There were a few I tossed like the woman who wanted to know if I could pee
on her, one into real S&M or if they were butch .There were a few that I
didn't trust. I didn't want to end up in a place with five guys gang
banging me.

I got a call from a woman who wanted to know if I was available for an
evening. She said she wanted two or three hours.  She said she like
lingerie, that I should be wearing a white Merry Widow, stockings and
nothing else under a raincoat. I had already bought some lingerie for
"work" after my first time with the older woman, I figured with my job I
should wear something sexy.I told my husband I was meeting one of my
friends. I didn't want him checking so I made up one. I got to her place. A
woman in her forties was wearing a black Merry Widow. She was very nice
looking though she used a lot of makeup to make herself and her eyes look
dark. "Let me see what I bought" she said in a sneering voice. "I opened
the raincoat. "Oh yeah, you followed my instructions, I might be nice to
you. I won't hurt you my pet. Now come to my feet and act like a cat around
my leg". It was a bit humiliating but a bit of a turn on also.

"Now my little kitten" she said as she stood up. "Get under mommy and lick
my pussy.I raised myself so I was directly under her pussy. I parted her
lips and licked her then suddenly she starting saying things to me, "Get me
off you fucking whore, come on you lesbo slut, you're a dyke cunt so eat
it" she yelled as I ate her out.  She insulted me some more "You fucking
lesbo you can eat pussy better than that, you want to be a whore act like
one."Her juices were dripping, she was definitely getting off. She had a
screaming orgasm and then grabbed me and threw me on the bed. "Just
remember I'm paying so don't fight this."She suddenly tied my arms back so
I was face down. Suddenly I felt something pushing against my pussy. "I
hope you're wet slut" she barked. I felt a sudden push and then I felt a
strap-on entering me. "You liked to be fucked slut, you are a lesbo whore"
she began berating me more as she fucked me. Now I have used vibrators in
the past but and got fucked by a strap-on once before but nothing like the
fury of being fucked with a strap-on by a dominant lesbian. I was turned on
and then she said "an extra $100 if I can fuck your ass." I never have had
anal, my husband tried to put it there once. He got about a ½ inch
before I told him to stop. I let her fuck me there. For some reason being
fucked there by a woman was okay.

"Since you were obedient to me I am going to give you a gift "she said. She
got down and ate me. She wouldn't stop. I had at least three orgasms before
I told her to stop and she ignored me and got me off two more times. I was
buckling and felt the rush, I could barley breathe because my breath had
gotten so heavy. I was moaning and screaming and she just kept
going. Licking my clit, fucking me with her fingers. I finally faked one
because it was too much. By the time I was finished my ass was a little
sore but damn did I get a few good orgasms. I was still a little shaky
while I was leaving. Being a prostitute had become more and more exciting
and for the most part I felt wanted by women and enjoying the sex.

I had a couple of jobs that were a bit kinky. I had one woman who did want
me to touch her. She wanted to masturbate while watching me masturbate with
a vibrator.  She offered me money to film it but I told her if there are
any recording devices I would leave so before we started she pulled a phone
she had set up to record and turned it off.

She had me do a strip tease for her and I began playing with myself. I
slowly moved the vibrator in, she did the same and as she watched me she
started moaning I can get myself off by imagining what being with someone
very sexy. Scarlett Johansson pops up a lot.

 I had another that was really into porn. I have watched porn but when I
see two women going at it I can't help but think I wish that was me in that
film. Anyway she wanted me to finger her and eat her out while she watched
porn. I thought she was going to watch lesbian porn but when she turned on
the porn it was women getting fucked by animals. Dog, horse, a fucking
pig. And fish? It was pretty disgusting but I took a couple of peeks out of
perverse curiosity. She got off the first time while a woman was sucking
off a pig. I had no idea their penises were curly. And how in the fuck did
that woman get the horse dick all the way in? Needless to say when she
called again I passed. The bestiality was a little too much. She even
offered to not watch bestiality but she wanted to watch shemales instead. I
still passed.

One day I got a scary, threatening call. Seems the husband of one of my
customers got wind of this and said he was going to track me down. This was
followed by a guy who got my number from Craigslist and if I wanted to
continue I would have to pay protection I got rid of the ad and the phone.

Before I ditched the phone I took all the messages and called a few back
with my new phone.

I got a call from two women. They had been together 5 years and wanted to
spice things up with a third. One was early 50's, the other closer to my
age. They had some hot stuff on themselves. One wore a garter belt and
stockings with a lace top and the other a bustier and stockings. I had on a
lacy crotchless body stocking. I worked out a price for two and money was
waiting for me. The one in her fifties was blonde and got her hair colored
because it was is bright yellow. The other had auburn hair like mine. The
two of them came up to me. The older one passed me to the younger one. She
kissed me and we put our hands on each other's tits.She was caressing and
began sucking on my tits. I heard a sound and saw the other one watching us
and using a vibrator on herself. We got on the bed and while the older one
used the vibrator I was kissing and sucking the younger one. I licked my
way down her chest to finally end up at her totally shaved pussy and began
eating her out. I parted her lips and ate her. She had a very sensitive
clit because she almost immediately came. She rolled over and took out her
own vibrator as the older one got on top of me; we kissed for a very long
time with her hands on each other's tits. She kissed the nape of my neck
and put a finger in me. I was extremely wet so it went in very easily. She
was fingering me; she wanted to get me off. Suddenly the younger one was at
my pussy and the older one sat on my face. I raised my hands to hold her
and used my tongue moving in and out, I suddenly stopped because I was
about to come."FUCK" I yelled, I was buckling from coming. The older one
after I got her off came down, parted my legs which I put up as she rubbed
against me, I felt her pussy go by mine and the younger one started
fingering both of us. I then scissored the younger one.

We lay on the bed with me in the middle. I kissed the older one for a while
and

then the younger one. Then they changed places and the two of them
snuggled. "Thank you" said the younger one. "Now I feel like we can commit
to each other together."

The older one said "So will you marry me?"

"Of course" said the younger one.

I knew it was time to leave. I was the last hurrah for the two of them.

 There was another message I took from my old phone from a very nervous
woman. "Is this Jane?"  In my Craigslist's ad I called myself Jane "I'd
like, wait I can't do this." She hung up.

A few minutes later she had called back. "Uh,sorry about that. Maybe
sometime." I called her back and got a message, no name, just the number. I
left a message from Jane with my new number.

Five minutes later she called me back. We made a "date". She lived in
Scarsdale which was close but just far enough away. I tried to for the most
part only do north and west Westchester because I didn't want to
accidentally run into one of my clients in Stop& Shop.

As I said, most of my clientele were around my age and in the same
situation. She was about 35 with large boobs and long dark wavy hair (and
some beautiful blue eyes) . She told me she tried a girlfriend but the
girlfriend wanted her to leave her husband so she thought this was a better
idea. I had told her she didn't need to tell me this but she felt compelled
to tell me.  She led me past the master bedroom; and she took me into a
bedroom that must be a guest room. I guess she felt odd about using the bed
she shares with her husband. She took off her clothes; she wore a black
lace crotch less and cup less teddy. I had put on a new outfit which was a
hot black chemise with garters and stockings.

She was very passionate. She ran her hands across my chemise and smiled, "I
like that" she said before pulling me into a deep kiss. She wanted to kiss
and we did for several minutes. Her tongue in my mouth. I began sucking on
her tongue. My tongue went into her mouth, our tongues intertwined. Wow,
she could kiss."God I have missed kissing a woman so much" she said. One
thing for sure, she was an unbelievable kisser. Our tongues curled
around. There was something special about the kiss. I was aroused before we
did anything.

She pulled down my chemise so she could get to my tits. Hers were on
display all D or DD of them. I sucked on hers and moved my hand down. She
was sopping wet. She started moaning from the second I touched her, she was
on fire. I sucked on her tits for a while. I went down on her, she was
practically squirting pussy juice she was so wet. I pulled her lips apart
and began licking her slit and then when I started licking her clit she
went nuts. I then put a finger in her. "FUCK,FUCK,FUCK" she screamed, Her
whole body shook as she came. "Please more" she screamed so I kept eating
her. My face was soaked. When I stopped she was shuttering from the
aftershocks.  "God, I'm still coming a little bit."

She was a bit of an acrobat. I lifted my leg so she could grind against me
and then she spread her legs , I came down and we tribbed (yeah I picked up
all the terminology doing this. I had done it before but didn't know there
was a name for it) our pussies touching and then scissored. Both of us were
coming together. I fell back as I came; she got on top of me and kissed me.

She had booked me for two hours but we kept going that it was more like
three. She ate me twice and very well. I only charged her for two; it was
so fucking good, maybe the most passionate and great sex I've had.

"I never told you my name. It's Leah" she said as she smiled.

After eight months of being a prostitute I decided I was through with it. I
had made some money, I did have some good sex and I figured I'd get out
before something went wrong. I had already had a husband threaten my
life. I had a regular check up so I knew I hadn't picked up anything. I
thought of calling Leah with whom I had the best sex of my life ever and I
liked her, she seemed like a nice person but what was I going to say, hi
remember me the hooker? I'm retired lets fuck.  She was a one time thing. I
went back to my normal life, whatever that was.

As I said, I am a soccer mom in every sense of the word. My now nine year
old was very talented at it. His age group was playing another leagues team
from Scarsdale. I went to watch him to play. I sat with some of the other
mother's of kids on his team and the other teams mothers sat across
field. As I watched my son play I looked at the other mothers. Sitting
across field from me was Leah, Our eyes locked. There was a bathroom in the
park so when they took a break we both walked to the ladies room. When we
were sure no one else was there we looked at each other.

"I tried calling you but the number was disconnected" she said.

"I stopped working. I thought it would be best if I did a clean break" I
said."I thought of calling you but had no idea what to say considering the
last time I was being paid and I felt it would have been awkward."

"Look, the game is getting started again". We had to stop talking when two
other mothers came in. Outside she said "Can we meet for coffee? I'm not
saying we have to have sex again if we don't want to but just a cup of
coffee?" I gave her my real number and real name. She joked that I looked
more like an Amanda than a Jane.

We made a coffee date for the following week. We both commiserated, she had
already given me most of her story I gave her mine. She got a good laugh on
how the woman thought I was a prostitute and that was how I got into
prostitution. Then she told me "My husband is divorcing me. Did I mention I
had a girlfriend at one point?" I nodded. "She called me and wanted to get
back together. When I told her no she contacted my husband and gave him
pictures she had taken of the two of us without my knowing. He was pissed
and we are still working out where our son is going to live, I rented a
townhouse in the same school district so we wouldn't upend him. I'm getting
ready to tell him the why so he doesn't think it's his fault, or my soon to
be ex's fault." I would say I never should have gotten married but then I
wouldn't have my son .who I love so much." She was getting ready to break
into tears.

My eyes welled up. I understood what she meant. I was miserable but the
boys kept me going.

I looked at her beautiful eyes. Why didn't I call her, tell her I was out

of the business and try to see her? She put her hand on mine. The sexual
tension was unreal. I wanted her and I think she wanted me.

We went to her townhouse. We just kind of looked at each other. The last
time we were together I was on the job but the sex had been unreal. Now
there were no obligations, just us wanting each other. She put her arms
around me and kissed me. I remembered that of all the women I kissed she
had been the best. The passion behind it was unreal.  We spent several
minutes just kissing. No touching. Finally she grabbed my hand and we
quickly ran up the steps to the master bedroom; her room not a guest
room. I don't even remember taking off our clothes, they just seemed to
fall off of us. I don't even remember unhooking my bra or her doing it
because we were so caught up. We kept on just kissing. I kissed her neck
she sighed "Oh I've always liked that." This time was so different because
it had just been a job, now we really wanted each other and were learning
what the other one likes. I sucked her large tits, big but no sag; she told
me what she liked when I touched her pussy. I told her. We had our hand in
each other's pussy. I put a finger in her and looked at her as I licked my
finger. I went down on her and found what she likes when my tongue entered
her lips. I could tell just by the look on her face what she liked. Her
breathing got heavier and she let out a scream, I kept going, her body was
buckling "Oh, yeah,ooh ooh I'm coming again". She let out a scream and she
was still feeling it when she grabbed me and kissed me.

"I want to taste you so badly" she said. She went down on me. I was
moaning. She put her hands on my tits as she ate me. I put my hands on hers
and felt it coming "Uh,oh god oh that is so great". She got me off two more
times, one going into the other. We tribbed and then we ate each other
again. I just wanted to feel her. I kissed her and moved my fingers down
her back. "Oh baby, yeah " she said as I rubbed my way down her back and
grabbed her ass.A very nice one I should add. We kissed some more and then
cuddled with each other. We looked into each other's eyes and I kissed her
and I knew where I wanted to be.

We began seeing each other regularly.

I got divorced and after a small waiting time I moved in with her. Both my
kids and hers know about us. My 12 year old is having a bit of a hard time
and for a while even though we have joint custody he stayed with his
father, It took several months bur he began to accept my lifestyle and to
accept Leah. My now 10 year old was okay from the beginning although he and
Leah's son got into a collision playing soccer and we were sure it was not
an accident one or both were acting out. My ex-husband met someone and I
was glad he was happy as I never meant to hurt him.

It's been over two years since my hooking days ended and Leah and I
reconnected. She does funny things like when we have some really hot sex
she puts money on the dresser. When someone asks how we met she looks at
them seriously and says she hired me as a hooker and everyone laughs
because it seems so funny. I no longer feel I needed to hide who I am
because I had her and for the first time in my life I was happy.

Happy enough that a year later we got married.

END

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