48 Hours as a Hooker (2001)

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48 Hours as a Hooker (2001)48 Hours as a Hooker By: Jo Jo ([email protected])Needs must. Suddenly I was landed with a solicitors bill for more than£1000, regarding the sale of me and my ex’s house, to pay up in three days or pay more later. I had no money and no means to pay a loan back. After a few drinks and a sleepless night, I rang Nicole, and explainedmy predicament. Nicole “I can front you the money if you want, but it’s my half of therent, so I need it back by Tuesday, it really has to be back with me then, you understand ? But, not a problem to give you the money today, pleasure ” Me “Will I make that money that fast? For sure?” Nicole “With my contacts you will, but honey are you sure you want to dothis? ” Jo “I can’t pick and choose can I?” Nicole “You can’t but the operator will allocate you to a caller ifyou’re suitable. The more suitable you are the more you get allocated. You want I should ask you some questions now? I could decide for you , but you know, my tastes are a little…er ” Jo “Catholic? Go on then” Nicole ” Okay , straight sex? Yeah, okay – threesome ? Jo “mm……yeah” Nicole “M/M/F and F/F/M ?” Jo ” ……….Yeah” Nicole ” Foursomes? ” Jo “Depends, two couples yeah. Three guys no” Nicole “How about you and one girl?” Jo “um, okay. She might want her money back!” Nicole “Woohoo. Water sports? (Ickyeeeee!)” Jo “No” Nicole “Not the other then……. S/M? Say no, It’s not safe. Anal?” Jo “Say yes” Nicole ” Good girl. Oral , all sorts?” Jo “Oh yeah” Nicole ” Orgy ? Jo ” er…don’t know” Nicole “Dinner?” Jo “Giggle. Yeah” Nicole “Toys and dressing up?” Jo “Yeah” Nicole “Pseudo- medical versions of above?” Jo “Er, can I say negotiable?” Nicole “Negotiable is always good. That’s broadly it. Keep ready,showered and such, and stay by your mobile” Jo “How much will get?” Nicole “£80 – per hour, that is – just to escort, plus expenses.Straight stuff £150, more exotic £100 more, stay the night £500. Carte Blanche £750 per 24 hours. Is that okay?” Jo “God, I suppose. Speak to you later, thanks Nicole” Nicole “That’s okay, baby, happy to be able to help. Hopefully you willhave a little fun too yes? ” Jo “Hmmm. I’ll hear from you soon then” Nicole “I shall call to see how you’re getting on , but the girl whowill give you the work is called Solitaire, yes I know, very corny, her dad was a James Bond fan. She’s from Antigua and she speaks about 10 languages, which is useful. She does have trouble with Indians though” Jo “What can I expect?” Nicole “Well, the unexpected really. A smattering of rich horny teenagers whose fathers give them whoring money, rather then have some young girl get her hands on the family fortune. Rich Greeks, Arabs, Brits, Yanks, um…. the odd armed forces. Businessmen. Beware of conventions by the way. Solitare won’t book for them, but if they mislead her, who knows. Avoid, Leave. ” Jo “Gulp. Okay I shall put some clean knickers on and stand by thephone” ——————————————————————————– 7.15 My mobile rang , I jumped out of my skin. It was my mom “What areyou doing tonight dear, something nice?” “Yes thanks mom, I’m selling my body in desperation” “That’s nice dear” 7.35 the real call came through: I’m so s**tty when it was a femalevoice I thought it was a girl ringing me, of course it was, it was wotsit – Solitaire. What a silly cow. Anyway, the good news is she had a customer for me, she used the word customer, I was half expecting client or (ha) John! She said I was to meet him at a (very very swish) restaurant, The River Cafe. I vaguely wondered If I’d have to pay, but then I remembered I was on expenses, so what the hay. The River Cafe I put my hair up, shaved puss, had a shower, put my best black dresson, with a black g string, no bra with this dress, and high heels, I decided against stockings & sussies and put a big coat on and called a cab. I got a bit nervous on the taxi ride, the driver asking if I was goingto meet my boyfriend, etc. I just said I was meeting friends. I wished I was. I was aching a bit from skiing lessons I’d had in the week, and I waswondering what positions I’d be hoisted into for my money, and for that matter I was hoping not to have a dry slope. I arrived at the restaurant and asked for the name I’d been given, Mr DWinter as I took it down, it turned out to be Mr De Winter, yes I know, as in Rebecca. Twat. His table was reserved but twat was not sat at it, I was led to it. I didn’t get the impression they knew him or he was a regular customer or anything. I sat there for five minutes or so when a man approached me, and hewas damned good looking and I thought ooh, but he was a wine waiter or something and by the way he walked I guess I would have been disappointed. I decided against ordering a pint of lager. It would not have been becoming, a double G&T was mortgaged instead. I had just got my drink when a man approached me from behind, he made me jump. “Hello”, he said “I’m Mr De Winter” and he sat down, he was smiling,and a nice looking bloke, actually. Very clean cut, as it were, expensive suit, and he smelt nice. “Hi I’m Jo…Ann..A” I stumbled. “So your name is Joanne and you’re using the name Joanna? That’ll throwthem off the scent” I giggled “Okay, I’m Joanne, who are you ? ” “Tony, IT, Crawley, divorcee, money, horny…..lonely. Hi… eee” I giggled nervously. “What did you have in mind for this evening?” I asked cautiously “Er, dinner, and maybe a few drinks, and before it’s too late stopoff for a couple of bottles of champagne and some sex toys and then back to my hotel.” I choked on my G&T. “OH… right..” I said. “What’s the matter, you look shocked?” “Um…………….., look there’s something you should perhaps know,Tony. You might like this , you might not” “You’re a man? You know, I may be able to live with that. I havetravelled..” “No …. this is serious. Really? Look, this is my firsttime………. not with a man!” “It’s your first time with a woman! Excellent, I must be a woman then,and never noticed!” “Nooooooooo……………this is my first, um, assignment. I don’t dothis for a living! I’m just really really strapped for cash. Really bad, so I just signed up for this weekend” “Really ? God, you’re not the only one hard up now! Blimey, phew.You are beautiful, by the way.” “Thank you , look I’m a bit nervous as you can imagine, but I’ll beokay when I’ve had a drink!” ~ Guzzly guzzle ~ He ordered up a Kronenbourg for himself and got me another G&T, afterhe’d identified it by smell. It must have been at least a triple, my head swam. We ate a (crap and terribly expensive ) meal and had five drinks. Heasked me about my boyfriends and my sexual history, as it were. I didn’t enquire as to his. He asked me about what was under the dress, and whether I was a real blonde, and did collar and cuffs match. Cheeky bugger. I told him, since he’d be finding out anyway when he went down there, that I was shaved. So there was no collar, or no cuffs. Whicheverway round it is. (Probably depends which way round I am !) He liked the idea of this, and crossed his legs, I assume he was aroused. I was getting a bit also! He asked me if he’d be allowed to go down on me (that’s not how he put it!). I Shushed him, and said yes he was welcome to, within the price. I don’t know why I was shocked. I’m a woman of the world, I had just never had a “Can I do this , can I do that?” conversation during dinner before. I’d had lots of “I’m going to do this and that to you ” conversations and text messages. Dave used to do that, tell me to go and masturbate in the toilet and ring him when I was coming. He then asked me how much it was, or how much I was, I suppose more tothe point. I told him £80 an hour for escort only, £150 for straight sex, £250 for anything else, £500 to stay the night, £750 for 24 hours, all in. “So, ” he dropped his voice “if want your bottom, is that £250 or the£150 plus £250 extra?” I gulped, “£250 total” I replied “once only” “what about you me and another girl?” I wasn’t sure if he was finding out prices, or what I would do “£250 for an hour. You supply the girl!” I said – I wasn’t going to make that easy for him. “So, if I pay the £750 does that cover anything?” “Yes, for 24 hours. But what I won’t do, I won’t do. I retain the right to say no, to anything else, and I will mean no.” “Okay. What won’t you do ?” “Toilet stuff, several men” “Not into that” “Okay, no v******e” “Not into that. If I want a blow job, do you need me to wear a condom ?” “Er, no, I couldn’t suck rubber, I’d gag. I’ll include it in the carte blanche”. “Okay, can I have the £750 then” “Okay” We were both blushing now. It was going to be a long night, but at least I’d be getting the lionsshare of my target in one booking. Now, if I could just keep him amused myself he might forget about outside help. A little later, Tony asked me about my g string and I told him it wasblack, very skimpy with sequins down the front. The next thing he asked me to take it off, and hand it to him under the table. I looked at him amazed. I went to go to the ladies, but he stopped me and told me I had to do it there and then under the table. There was a big slit up my leg in this dress, and I managed to get hold of one side of the g string and hoik it down my leg and by lifting my bum slightly, the other side managed to follow suit. He saw I had it snagged on my heel, and he reached and took them off for me. He discreetly examined the crotch. “You’ve got a wet pussy!” He told me, proudly. I blushed, again. “I’m always a bit like that” I told him, he seemed impressed. “Show me” he said. I stared at him wide eyed “Here?” He motioned me tomove my chair closer, which I did. I had to be careful not to give the other diners an eyeful, I can tell you. “Sorry I didn’t order the clam!” He told me to open the dress at the crotch , which I did, gingerly, and he was able to look down at my bare pussy as he looked into my eyes, (or so it would have seemed to the casual observer). I half expected him to drop his spoon and get under the table ! “God”, he said at last “shall we get out of here before I have to ask you to get under the table an blow me?” “Er. Okay. ” I said, remembering Shampoo and some episode of Se and the City. “We have to get to the sex shop yet, as well” he quipped. “mm” I said, non commitally. They got us a cab which duly dropped us at a posh food & wine store,where Tony bought two chilled bottles of Bolly, and this was right round the corner from a sex shop, I felt this had been researched. With our Bolly we marched toward the shop. “Have you ever been in one of these?” he asked me. I said I had but only abroad. There, they were full of tourists. Here, I think they’re kind of nasty, I associate them with the underworld, rightly or wrongly. I got my toys (vibrator , dildo etc) mail order as I didn’t want to go in one. I guess I felt braver with this Tony, unless they knew him in there, that would be unnerving! We entered, the shop was actually quite nice, no one in there exceptstaff, and it was full of humorous things, furry handcuffs, chocolate willies, and the like. A very beautiful girl was serving. Punky, gorgeous. Tony took my hand and led me straight to the vibrators. I pointed out the one the same as mine. He said it was a bit tame. I asked him what we were shopping for. He said, matter of factly, a big vibrator for me, lots of condoms, some ky jelly and some handcuffs. Maybe some undies. I refused the undies, saying I don’t look good in red plastic. We settled on a big pink vibrator with the rabbit ears clit thing, thisis the nearest I could find a pic of, and we got the furry cuffs and the ky. The vibrator was a size, or two, bigger than I would have chosen, but it’s the one he wanted, and at least we had the ky ;-)! Mind you , I knew what that was for! At least he hadn’t bought anything that was obviously, you know, for lezzy stuff – strap ons double-ended dildoes and the like. It was actually a laugh in there, we’d had a few drinks as I said. So,we approached the counter. Punky was smiling “You two having a party?” she asked. I started watching a porno movie, playing on a screen in the corner. A woman wearing only a cowboy hat and boots, and a gun belt with a vibrator in the holster, was standing by a campfire. She was being er….. licked front and back….., by two similarly undressed women, whilst someone sang “Ring Of Fire” by Johnny Cash in a sort of alt country style. It looked very 70’s, but it was quite horny, considering, because it was like a dream sequence. Meanwhile, Tony was talking to Punky, and I was not party to theconversation. He came over and said it was time to go, after he asked me if I wantedto buy the video or DVD I was watching. I said no. We left the shop, with our purchases, saying bye to punky, and hailed a black cab. Within about ten minutes we were at his (very swish) hotel, and hecollected his keycard from the desk. I did my best to look casual. I’d seen hookers chucked out of hotels before, though I hoped I wasn’t looking like one. We got in the lift. He told me I was gorgeous again. I came up withthe quip “£750 will get you everywhere!” We took our coats off, and before cracking the champagne, and handingme a glass, he went to the room’s safe and got out £750, in cash, and there was a lot left in the envelope. Tony took his jacket off , and loosened his tie, and sat in the chairwith his champagne. I stood between him and the bed, smiling. My stomach was throwingsomersaults at the tension, in reality. “How about I come and sit on your face in that chair, and you eat mypussy?” “fuck” he grabbed his dick (through his trousers) “you’re a naughtygirl” he groaned. I took this as a yes, and he put his glass down as I walked towards him and took my shoes off. I had kept my dress on, by the way, so far. I clambered up onto the chair, my feet flat on the arms, and pulled the dress apart, and parted tuzla escort my knees so my pussy was in his face. He gasped. My little clit was as hard as a diamond, and I was thinking he’d have more to drink there than in his glass. OOh I am a dirty bitch. He grabbed my bottom and pulled me in, his tongue going straight for myclit. I was dripping. I squatted there, holding onto the back of the chair, over his shoulders, for support. I think he made my top 5 oral sexperts, I shall publish that some time! I’d got one hand hanging onto the chair for support, and the other I was using to play with my tits inside my dress, squatting onto his tongue, comforting my nips which were now painfully hard. I wished I’d had an extra hand to lend a hand down there, I wanted to open myself up and place what my ex used to call the fillet onto his tongue. He was doing a good job anyway, and I was getting really hot. I wanted to take the dress off but that would have spoiled the effect for later. He was paying a lot of attention to my bottom at the same time, grabbing my cheeks and parting them. This was having it’s effect, along with what I was doing to myself, and pretty soon I was creaming all over his face. With a lot of grunting and grabbing of his hair I came, somewhat theatrically, rubbing my cunt into his face and squeezing my tits. “Fucking hell, go and bend over the bed” he ordered, I climbed off, butI didn’t do as he said. I stood in front of him and told him to get his kit off, he struggled out of his shirt, and I helped undress him for speed. I told him to take his pants off and sit back in the chair with his legs over the arms. It’s not what he had in mind, but he did as he was told. I got my first look at the goods. Tony had a very nice body and a very nice cock, I have to say, quite long, uncut … not particularly thick though. If it’s a choice of either /or I’d rather have girth, though the reverse does have it’s advantages, it all depends where he wants to stick it! Anyway it was all absolutely straining at the leash, his cock and balls were absolutely dying to come, and absolutely no mileage to be had whatsoever, and no earthly point in trying to have a shag at this point in time. I slowly dropped the dress, getting by breasts out first and thenlowering it ever so gently, showing him my shaved pussy, and turning and bending over to show him my bottom, before slipping it off and laying in the bed. Then, I knelt down between his thighs, and explained, kindly : “You’re too horny to be able to fuck me, you’re not going to last morethan a minute , are you ?. Let me relieve you. How about I suck your cock and you just come all that stuff in my mouth, and I swallow it all for you? Or I can wank you off and make you come all over my tits, what do you think?” I licked my lips at him and cradled his balls in my hand. He was scarlet in the face and he was squirming. “Oh god. I don’t know what to choose. Can I have a bit of everything ?Um…. do you …do you like watching guys have a wank? ” “I love it” I grinned “Are you a good wanker?” he grinned “Of myself, I’m exceptional. I’ll show you too. Of guys I don’t thinkI’m that good, I’d opt for a blow job, if I were you , I’m fabulous at that” “Do you swallow?” “Oh yes. There’s something I like to do, though, I like to keep thecome in my mouth, and then tonguey kiss you. It’s a bit of a shock if you’re not expecting it. That’s very rude isn’t it? Are you up for that? “Ah….. I’m not keen, to be honest. Can I just come all over yourtits?” “Yeah, come on then!!” I answered and began playing with them in frontof him. Holding the nipples and stroking them. I left it to him to wank himself off, I was having fun with myself. One hand dropped between my legs to pound my clitoris, and involuntary groan came from me. Tony had got hold of the base of his cock and was gently wanking from there, avoiding the head. I leaned forward and quickly licked the head for him, he groaned too, I turned my head and went right down to suck his balls for him. They were tight up against his body and hard to get hold of ! He groaned again. “Not too much” he pleaded. I carried on with my own masturbation, Icould feel I wasn’t a million miles of having another orgasm myself. Was I really getting paid for this ? He was getting redder in the face and almost slumping in his chair, and then suddenly “OH … SHIT” his body rocked as the sperm fired from his fist, thefirst thick white glob just kind of fell over his hand but the second jet fired and as he aimed it ,it landed on my breasts, and I rubbed it in going “MMM Yes fucking spunk all over me” and the like. Great fun, his eyeswere like saucers. He cuddled up to by breasts then, all sticky with his come, I held his hand which still had the wallpaper paste-like first bit stuck to it, and I brought it up to my mouth and licked it up, looking him in the eyes as I did so, then I took his half hard cock in to my mouth and sucked up all the dribbles, it was his first shot and he didn’t taste all manky. I guess I had about a tablespoon of his baby batter in my gob, when Iwent in to kiss him. He’d probably forgotten what I’d said earlier about my passion for recycling. I kissed him forcefully and he shoved his tongue into my mouth, all I had to do was open. “Unh!” was all that escaped him as he tasted his jism. He was a goodboy, actually he didn’t get all crazy about it, he just had a good swig of Champagne. By about 11 pm we were getting tired, and he was still recovering, wewatched the adult movie channel for a while, and he handed me the vibrator we had bought. It was a 10 inch, yes a 10 inch, but not hugely thick. We put the batteries in, and it was a bit difficult to get it inside me at first. I got him to go down on me again, (any excuse) and that got me wet enough to accommodate it by squatting down onto it. In the end I was on all fours pushing the vibrator in and out, while the rabbit ears bit did it’s thing for my clitoris. It was a bit intense, it made me feel a bit sick until I got the speed right, but pretty soon I was on my way to come number three. We were both watching this porno, as I said, and it wasn’t much for girls, as usual lots of lesbianism in it, and always the threat of the big anal sex scene. “jo” he said in a little croak of a voice, “can I fuck you now” “Sure”, “Carry on , baby. Give it to me” I stayed bent over, but removed the vibrator, pop! He got condommed upand took me round the waist, and slid into me, up to his balls. I was more than ready for him. He felt good nice steady rhythm , no urgency. I gripped him with my muscles and smiled back over my shoulder at him. Ah. He’d got this cannon of a vibrator , poised right by my arse.”Oh god he’s not going to stick that in there, please god no!” I thought , I needn’t have worried, for the time being. He put the tip up against my hole and turned it on gently, it was subtle and quite pleasant. He carried on shagging me for about twenty minutes or so, then he seemed to be losing his concentration, he was no longer in the zone as it were. “jo” he choked out in a little croak of a voice “I want to…I want yourarse” I froze for a moment. “O……Kay” I said at last. “Plenty of lube, condom, be gentle, don’tgo too far in. do it” I felt him get much harder, and a little bigger in my pussy. He wasreally into it. He slipped out and I stayed in position, masturbating throughout, untilhe came back with the ky, his cool fingers up my arse he liberally daubed me inside and out with the cold gel. I shivered. The next thing was the hard rubbery point of his cock against my arse. Relax, girl, you’ve done this before. The sting came as he pushed into me, then his cock moving, deep inside my bowels. It’s a really weird feeling, girls. Guys. I kept fingering my pussy , which was soaking with my come, and Tony was whimpering behind me. “God this is so rude” he whispered, to himself I think. I giggled. Finally with much effort and grunting he heaved his load deep in myass. I came at almost the same time. I’m sure he thought I was faking it until I shoved my fingers in his mouth! So…… I figured I’d got away quite lightly, I’d had my bum shagged,sure, but all men want to do that, (well they do with me) but what the hell I’d come even when he was doing that. We had breakfast from room service, and ate well, and somewhere amongst the scrambled eggs, it suddenly hit me that he’d booked me for 24 hours, and there were nearly nine to go. What could we do in nine hours? A walk in the park? The Zoo? A little shopping? Rampant lesbianism? ——————————————————————————– Chapter 2 Later into the night, Tony’s enthusiasm began to wilt a bit,so, well, he had Viagra. He had six of them with him. He had one and I had one. Girls – it works for girls. It’s like speed for pussies. Wild, andprobably terribly addictive. I saw the clock as we started the shag, it was 1.10, and when wefinished it was 2.48. We started off doggy style, then him on top, then me on top of him,then me on top turned round with my bum to him, then doggy again (up my bum), then me back on top, Then a really juicy 6 9, (Assume condom changes & on & off , where appropriate, by the way ! ) then standing up from behind with my tits squashed against the (full length) window, curtains open/lights on (windows might have been smoked glass , dunno!!) , then same standing position, up my bum, then back in my pussy, me sitting in the chair, legs over the arms, him kneeling, then me sitting on the desk , Tony standing, watching ourselves in the mirror, he was holding my legs up and I was playing with my nipples looking up at him, just going “FUCK me, FUCK me” and , I don’t know, I lost track, I think we did it in the shower, yeah we did. He came, once only, after this marathon. I’d come 3 times I think. Ihad to work very hard to get him to come, I had to very vigorously wank him into my mouth, with lots of tongue, and with a lot of manhandling of his balls and fingering of his crotch and his bum. He was going “Oh jeesus yes, oh GOD yes”, a lot, as you would, if I did that to you. We got our breath back and quenched our thirsts with Champagne, and withthudding heads, around 4 we fell asleep, in the big bed, separately to start with, then in his sleep he held me really nicely, and I snuggled my bum up to him. We woke after 10, and ordered breakfast from room service. I wasthinking to myself that this hasn’t been too bad, considering, handsomely paid, royally fucked, and nothing too wild has happened. Nothing perverted unless you count the rogering my bottom had received. Which you may do. Men always seem to want to have a go up there, though, they do with me, anyway. Then of course it hit me, he’d paid for 24 hours, and there were overnine left. So, during breakfast Tony said casually, “Jo, later on can I take you shopping?” “Er, yeah I guess, what for?” “Maybe a dress and some sexy undies?” “I have lots, why?” “Well, this afternoon, I want to take you some posh store, like Harrodsor something, and get you some things, I’ll pay, but I want to watch you try them on, and I want to fuck you in the changing rooms, or in a lift , or on the stairs, or wherever we can” “Or in the window?” “Ha ha, Yeah or in the window, are you up for it?” “Yeah, I guess, but if we get arrested or something, you have to paythe fucking fines , okay? ” “Fine…. er fine about fines. I’ve just got a bit of a hard on , justthinking about that actually – look!” he proudly opened his dressing gown. He was half hard and growing at the thought. “Ooh,” I giggled ” do you want me to come and look after that for you?”I wiped my mouth in preparation for swapping my eggy soldier for another little soldier. “Oohh no” he groaned “I’m a bit sore at the moment” “Was I rough ? I didn’t hurt you did I ?” “No, no, you’re like…….honey and velvet, babe. My problem, notyours” Compliment, anyway! “I’m going to have to take a….. back seat till later” he cleared histhroat and paused. His cock went back down a bit, he still had his robe open. “I want to…… I want to watch you with a ………another girl” he said at last. “Oh….” I went as red at this page. “What girl? What do you want me to do ?” “Well, what I’d really like is two girls, one for you to ……. makelove with, and the other to give me a nice blow job while I watch” “That’s (giggle) quite an order. Um. Why don’t you get hold of twolesbians and I’ll give you the blow job while you watch them” “I don’t know any! The one girl I can think of is the girl from the shoplast night” “Oh………you’re going to call her? They won’t be open now, surely?” “I have her mobile number…….. did you like her?” “I thought she was pretty, very pretty. That’s not the same thing asfancying her though”. “Look – the girl who booked you to me said you did girl/girl” “Yeah, I said I would……………….. I didn’t know if it would comeup , of course. …………………I’ve already been paid, I understand that. …………….Have I got to do whatever you ask?” “No, no. You’re a gorgeous girl, and I don’t want to scare you oranything. We’ve both had fun so far haven’t we?” “Yes. Honestly. I have.” “how abooout, if we let her call the shots?” asked Tone “Hmm…… Is she gay? I didn’t think she looked gay.” “I don’t know. If I had to guess, I felt she was more interested in youthan me, but scouts honour, I don’t know” “Were you a scout?” “Not….as such. Were you girl guide” “Yes” “Have you still got the uniform ?” “NO. Buy me one in Harrods. Are you going to ring this girl?” “Yes, I’ll ring her now” I went and took a shower, I didn’t want to witness the conversation, I’dget nervous. By the time I’d thoroughly cleansed everywhere, in expectation of imminent invasion, he’d finished the call. I put the nice fluffy towel dressing gown back on and went back into the room. “Well?” “Yes, she’s coming over. On maltepe escort a mountain bike. She’ll be 30, 40 minutes” “What did you discuss?” “I asked would she like to come party with us” “And she…… did….Can I have …… can we have a drink, orsomething ….some Bucks fizz or whatever?” “Right, you need a stiff drink. Understood. I’ll ring room service” and he did, 2 bottles of champers, and freshly squeezed orange juice arrived shortly afterwards. He’d got dressed in the mean time, jeans and a t shirt. He looked nice in them. At the stroke of 35 minutes after the call the room phone rang , it wasshe, Carol-the-sex-shop. Tony went down and brought her up. There was something going on with me, mostly in my fanny, part fear andpart excitement. Excitement was slightly winning. They entered the room, she was tiny. She must have had “apartments” onor have been standing on a box, at the shop. Now she was in skin-tight cycling shorts, flat shoes and a skimpy top, and an open hoodie. Her blonde hair was sc****d back to go under her helmet. As she came in, she seemed overly animated, and giggly, and talking rubbish about traffic and taxi drivers. “This is Jo, you’ve met of course” said Tony, coolly Carol came over andkissed me on the cheek, she was sweaty and hot. “Can I jump in your shower?” she asked us, Tony said she could, and shedid, and we looked at each other as she sang tunelessly in the en suite. She emerged a few minutes later in Tony’s towelling robe. “Well……………………… er….this is nice… ” she said,uncertainly “………Can I have one of those Bucks FizzeZes?” “Sure” I said, feeling I needed to look after her. My own hands wereshaking as I mixed the drink, though. “Are you nervous?”, I asked her “Yes, of course I’m nervous! Two complete strangers ask me to a hotelroom to party with them? For all I know you might fill me full of [censored] and throw me out of the window!!” “No, no, we’re quite safe, honestly. Listen, come in the bathroom a sec.Just be a minute, okay?” I said to Carol, and to Tony I closed the door “Look he wants to watch us , um …get it on. Is that what you…… hadin mind?” Carol giggled “I’m up for anything, I thought he wanted to take in turnswith us, or us both to blow him, or he or you, or I would be sandwiched between the other two. I really don’t know. What do you want to do?” I stood in silence “I dunno, he’s shagged me rigid last night, he’s abit sore”. “He wants to watch us together, and have a gentle wank, then?” shegrinned “Uh…… yeah. Are you gay…. or…. bi? Or…. straight or what?” Carol rolled her eyes and giggled again “Labels, labels” she saidvaguely. “Do you need a shower?” “No I had one just now”, I said “why?” “Well, I just wanted to see you naked, actually. Can I take yourrobe off?” I was aghast. Just like that? I didn’t take it off, but at her insistence, I undid the belt andopened the robe. I looked away, as she looked at me. After a few moments, I looked down at myself. For a moment I saw myself through her eyes. I felt exposed. She had one hand inside her own robe, toying with a nipple, I think. She was u*********sly licking her lips. She looked up at me. “Christ, what a body” she whispered, “I love it” My hand went down thefront of my body, to my pussy, to cover myself, but I touched myself, more, really. My pussy was wet, and very hot. I was a mass of goose bumps, and the butterflies in my tummy had turned to mothra, and his mates. Carol opened her own robe and showed me her body, she was breathtakingin her way, big, big boobs, on a tiny little Kylie-Minogue frame, but muscly thighs and bum, from the cycling , I guess, or gym, and a bushy little thatch of very curly ginger pubes. Her nipples were really erect, I noticed. Just then the bathroom door opened. Tony peered in. “Come on ! ” he laughed “what you doing?” he gasped at our little showand tell. I felt I should close my robe, but as it was he’d been there, seen it all , sucked it and fucked it, and come all over it so there seemed little point. Carol gathered her robe together, took my hand and led us out. Tony stepped aside. Back in the bedroom Carol asked Tony what he actually wanted. He toldher ! “I want to watch you two, get naked, kiss, and caress each other, and goas far as….as you……..will, or Jo will. I (cough) want you to enjoy it, though, not ..fake it. So… I don’t want to …force you…in any way….” “Okay”, said Carol “I don’t get the impression Jo’s too comfortable withme” I just closed my eyes and nodded slightly. “soo…how about you and me to start with, and Jo can cuddle up to us, on the bed and watch us and join in?” We shovelled down a glass of champagne (down in one) each, and Tony sat in the chair while Carol stripped her robe off. I bit the bullet and took mine off, and sat naked on the bed behind her. Carol was very confident. Within a few minutes she was on her knees, pulling Tony’s jeans off, and his Calvin’s, and taking his cock deep in her mouth. He closed his eyes and groaned. She waved me in to join them. That was okay, I leant on his thigh and watched her working on him, it was cool, actually, she was dead good at it, deep throat and everything. I was relieved she seemed to be familiar with men’s bits! With a pop it came out of her mouth, and she was a little out of breath. She looked at me and indicated I should have a turn. I gently licked him, up and down the shaft and his balls – I knew he was sore. He was moaning gently: “mmmMMMmmm”. “Let’s all go over to the bed” said Carol and took both of us by thehand. She got Tony to lie down, and threw a leg over, and sat down on his face, “Just get me ready” she said, I don’t know if he could hear her through her grasping thighs but he seemed to get the idea “then we can fuck, did you want to fuck me?” she looked down at him. He grasped her hips and ploughed in with his tongue, she squirmed excitedly and her face reddened a little. “Come and give me a munch for a second”, ” she said to me. I was perched on the corner of the bed. Uncertainly, I moved towards Carol and knelt close to her. Her arm came round my shoulders and her face brushed mine, cheek to cheek, just a nuzzle. “Mmm you smell nice”, she said and kissed me gently on the cheek. She gasped suddenly, and looked down at Tony, who seemed to have moved up the bed a little. “Are you making ready the bomb bay, captain?” she said, I thought a bit bizarrely! “He’s licking my arse” she giggled, to me. She began to masturbate gently. “You horny?” she whispered to me. I smiled and nodded. I figured whatthe hell and lay on my side across Tony, with his thighs under my right armpit (make sense?) keeping one hand to play with his cock and the other to play with my pussy. I was dead horny by now, and my pussy was getting extremely wet. Carol was playing with her breasts also. I looked away as I took Tony’s cock into my mouth and sucked him gently. “I want some cock now” said Carol softly, she moved forward off his face, her pussy hoved into view as I opened one eye. There was goo all over her little bushy bush, it looked like a hedge covered in dew in the morning. I slipped Tony’s cock out of my mouth and moved out of the way, to get her a condom. I opened it and handed it to her, she deftly rolled it over his stiffie and with a big exhalation of breath she sat down onto it, with as much difficulty as I had had with ole Svennie. Either she was dead tight, or she just wasn’t used to willies. She was facing away from him, towards me, rocking her hips on him, playing with those big tittles, and smiling, at me. Tony was groaning. “Agh. Fuck, god you’re tight.” He was pulling herlittle arse apart with his thumbs, perhaps trying to ease the squeeze. I was toying with a nipple , idly, watching them fuck. I’d stopped mymasturbation. I decided to replace her on his face, and got astride him, behind her. His tongue snaked out and slipped into my cunt hole. I squatted further down to give him more of a chance of hitting my clit. I played with my own nipples, and hugged my breasts. Carol raised a leg, and turned round on him, to face me. “I want to watch you” she said, licking her lips at me. He grunted in discomfort as she did her swivel. We were now sitting facing each other. If he hadn’t been so tall, we’dhave been virtually touching. She was gently riding his cock, not going too mad, and looking down at my pussy and it’s attending tongue. “mmmMM”. she cooed “How’s she taste?” “Lith vith nun” said Tony in reply, in Elvish, presumably. Of course I was sitting squarely on his mouth, and this enquiry is like the dentist asking you if you’re Blues or Villa while he’s giving you a scale and polish. I raised up a half inch for him. “What was that?” asked Carol again “Like a CUNT” he repeated. I slapped his chest for him. Carol reachedout and ran a finger over his wet chin, quickly popping it in her mouth! Some of it may have been saliva, but some of it was certainly my pussy juices. “Mmmm” she slurped “she tastes pretty good to me!” and grinned at me. I blushed and mostly for my own benefit split my pussy open with my fingers and sat down onto his face again, he slurped his way up the slit to my clit, sending shivers down my spine. I rubbed my fingers together, slippery with my own come and for reasons I cannot explain sucked them myself. Carol grinned from ear to ear, she ran her own fingers around the base of his cock and came up with her fingers shiny with her juice. She offered the fingers to me to suck. I recoiled, and she smiled, and wiped them all over her breasts. The next bit is a bit of a blur. My eyes were half closed and I was on the verge of coming when her arm gently hooked round my neck and her lips were on mine. I gasped, which was to let her tongue into my mouth. I tried to move out of her range but she held me. “It’s okay, it’s okay” she broke off to whisper. I didn’t think it was so okay, but I knew she was at least going to want to kiss me, and if this appeased Tony – to get laid and watch us snog – then fair enough, that’s not so bad, I thought. Soooooo…….. I kissed her back – full tilt as well – with tongues. She was scooping my tits into her hands now, and my breath was coming in rushes. Her little bum was bouncing up and down on his cock, she was hugging me, and kissing my hair now, her breath was ragged in my ear, she gabbed my head to kiss me again, as she came, whispering “Ohh fuck yes” repeatedly. Her tongue filled my mouth as her body trembled, and Tony’s tongue got me there too, right on queue, and we two girls cuddled each other in the throes of our orgasms. Tony hadn’t come though, but he didn’t seem to be too disappointed whenCarol removed her vice-like little pussy from the end of his knob, probably as he could now see what was going on, once I’d climbed off his face. I’d come a lot, his face was covered, he went for the champagne again and poured himself a glassful, and swigged it down. This was the last of it, and he called room service for reinforcements. My head was spinning already, and Carol was very flushed. She went to shower, Tony pulled the condom off his still-hard cock and binned it. When Carol came out of the shower, still nude, I went in. Carol came back in with me, and insisted on washing my back for me, which was quite nice actually. Tony thought something was about to happen, and stood in the doorway watching, but it didn’t. Carol left me to my more private “toilet” and when I went back into thebedroom, Tony was having his cock sucked yet again, by Carol, what a greedy boy. When I came back in, Carol stopped and stood up, in her hand was the pink furry handcuffs purchased from her shop. “Lie on the bed” she said. I looked at Tony, he was sitting in thechair, holding his cock. It must have been red raw by now , but he still insisted on worrying it. He nodded that I should do as Carol asked. He was the boss. If it was mine, I’d have been dangling that dick in the ice bucket. I gulped, lay on the bed, and , predictably Carol came and handcuffed meto the bedstead, my arms above my head. I was lying straight out and very prone, but legs together. She lay next to me for a moment and whispered in my ear: “Just relax, fantasise, and enjoy yourself”. Easier said than done. She lay on the side of me further from him, so she did not hide his viewof me / us. She lay on one elbow and just looked me straight in the eyes. I was trying to tell myself, “she is gorgeous, you shouldn’t mind kissing her”. It wasn’t really cutting through my nervousness. ——————————————————————————– Rant You boys who watch too much adult channel – you probably think thatthe moment two straight women are left together we jump on each other. That every time we get pissed with our mates we start snogging. We do appreciate the beauty of other women, but this is not the same as having the desire to strap on a dildo and roger them. It is not the same thing at all. Do you fancy your mate you play football with? NO. When you see him naked in the shower do you want to suck his cock? No, I don’t think so. But….If you do please get in touch, because I’d like to watch. Thank you. (true) ——————————————————————————– Back to business: She leant in and asked “Can I have a kiss?” I thought, “I’m tied up,what the hell can I do about it?” but, you know, I’m a customer focussed kinda girl, I didn’t want Tony to be short changed, as it were. I closed my eyes and moved my head slightly towards her, I felt her breath on me, heavy and aroused, as her lips met mine. She kissed gently, all lips , no tongue, all around my mouth on my lips, she caressed my hair and nibbled my ear. Then my neck, the cow, I didn’t stand a chance, it could be a cat nuzzling it, and it would drive me wild. She realised this, I think, from my shivers, and started to lick and nibble my kartal escort neck. My thighs were involuntarily rubbing together. She brought her mouth back up, and continued to stroke my neck with her fingers as she kissed me on the lips again. Her tongue came back to lick my lips, I flinched but she held my head. I know I’d let her kiss me just now , but there was a man connected to us, then, and this was kind of different. She withdrew her tongue and her hand came up to cup my breast, shepulled the nipple gently. I held my breath. He tongue came back again, and licked my lips and round my mouth. She gathered my bobs up and pressed them together so the nipples were closer. She broke off from the kiss, and went for my nipple, taking each into her mouth and lovingly sucking it. She took each gently between her teeth and pulled. I gasped again. She moved down to kiss and stroke my belly, she was coming from above, not below, she went nowhere near my pussy. She came back up to my breasts and massaged them both in her tiny little hands, taking the nipples between her thumbs and fingers. She bloody knew what she was doing. She’d been practising on her own or someone else’s. Then she gathered her own breasts up in her hands and smothered mine with hers, getting sort of half on top of me. There was a large groan from the chair. Tony was enjoying the show. Carol came in and kissed me again, she was getting more urgent, Ithought, and she was not faking it for Tony, she meant it. She was virtually on top of me now, she moved down to suck my tits again, I gasped. She looked up at me, and moved down below them , moving her body down mine, she kissed my belly, and licked my navel again, I could hear her breathing getting heavier. When she arrived at my pussy she passed it by, kissing my closed thighs down closer to my knees, then she was kissing my knees, which I realised were ticklish. I was on tenterhooks. Her little hands grasped my knees and began to pull them apart. I held them shut. “Open them” she hissed. I looked at Tony, appealingly. He was sitting red faced, still very gently squeezing the head of hiscock. He just mouthed “Go on” I held my breath for what seemed like an eternity, and gave in to whatwas inevitably going to happen to me. I not only opened them, but I then had them hoisted almost over my head! I’m supple, but I wasn’t staying in that position. I ended up with my legs just well apart and my knees raised, and Carol holding my thighs apart, kissing my belly, and down to my thighs, passing my pussy by again. My head was raised, watching her, trying to second guess what she wasgoing to do. She moved back up my belly to suck my nipples again, they were like bullets now. They didn’t seem to care who was nibbling them, but in my head I did! Then Carol said, breaking off from her torturing of my nips, “Look, Jo,sometimes we all say no when we mean yes, and yes when we mean no, cos we’re women! We need a code word. I’m going to say Alberquerque, because I was listening to Prefab Sprout on the way over. If you really genuinely want me to stop altogether and leave you alone – or Tony – just say Alberquerque” I felt a weight on the bed and sure enough Tony had either joined usor had come for a closer look. He was kneeling by my head. I would have liked a kiss but he wanted his cock sucked. Yes. Again. As I had no free hands he was kind enough to move back and forwards, repeatedly for me, dangling his balls in my mouth where I sucked each one and licked them, then running his shaft back along my tongue (nice, actually) and then popping the head into my mouth where I sucked on it. He was leaking pre come and not tasting too fresh but I welcomed the distraction from what was going on down below. She popped back up for a moment and sucked the head whilst I simultaneously tongued his balls. Then she was gone, back down my body. She was hovering between my thighs now, I looked up at Tony. “Go on………………. eat her pussy” he whispered, I froze. My hipsbucked. The nearest thing I can equate it to is awaiting the touch of the cold steel when you’re having a smear. Girls, you’ll know what I mean. It’s an “It’s inevitable , let’s get it over with” kind of feeling, alongside the feeling that you’re not allowed to resist or stop them. ——————————————————————————– Ok, get your cocks out boys, it gets rude now. You might want to getyour vibrators out, girls, as well. ——————————————————————————– The first thing I felt was the gentlest little kiss, right on my pubicbone, where my pubes would have been. I could sense her smelling me down there, and her face just a few inches from my pussy. I heard her take a deep breath and then he tongue just touched the hood of my clit, I shivered. A kiss was planted right on my pussy lips and her lower lip was against the very bottom of my pussy, right by the opening. Her tongue flicked into my peehole, and I shivered, she held my hips still. Her tongue must have stretched to it’s limit as she licked inside my pussy, my hips bucked wildly and involuntarily, but as before she held me down. She started to lick up and down the lips, still not going for my clit. I could feel how wet I was getting, I didn’t want to but I was. She’d slipped a finger inside me. It almost slipped right back out again, I was so juicy. “Kiss me”, I pleaded to Tony, he lay down beside me and gave mebeautiful kisses whilst she ate my pussy, his tongue filled my mouth, and I sucked on it as he played with my nipples. His hand strayed down to my clit to masturbate me, and suddenly he stopped, and sat up slightly. “JESUS, Jo, this is the wettest fanny I’ve ever seen! There’s a pool about half an inch deep on the duvet ” and there was. “Where’s that vibrator” mumbled Carol from down below, she spotted itin a chair. She scuttled over to it and was back and buzzing before I could get my breath. Once again the big head of this thing was being pressed against the opening of my pussy, but this time I wasn’t in control. She’d got it on about half speed, it’s internal “wriggle” was on, and it was squirming it’s way inside like an eel. She fed about seven inches of it inside me , and worked it gently in and out of me, she was better with it than I am, but then again she did sell the things! It was rattling my insides far more than when I was using it on myself, and the little rabbit ears thing was trained on my clit and was vibrating like hell. There was a little phrase going through my head “there is no way this is going to make me come………. there is no way this is going to make me come………. there is no way this is going to make me come”. This was a girl trying to fuck me with a huge vibrator, and “there is no way this is going to make me come”. Tony was still snogging me, brilliant snog I have to say. Carol asked me if I could turn over, did I have enough slack in the’cuffs? She wanted me on my knees with my bum in the air. Get the picture? My arms together on the pillow in front of me, still cuffed, my head on my arms, and my bum in the air. Tony moved in front of me and knelt upright, his cock between my tits, he held them together and began to gently fuck my cleavage as he watched Carol go to work on my bum. Her tongue was snaking it’s way down my lower back, and down between my cheeks, I was shivering at it. “God, you’ve got a gorgeous arse” cooed Carol, gently parting my bum forme. The vibrator had slipped out of me, and was on the bed. “Have you been fucking her bottom, Tony? I bet you have!” Tony grunted he had. “There is no way this is going to make me come” She picked the vibrator up again and worked it into my pussy once more,she upped it’s speed a little, and it was really rattling my insides. She’d god the little rabbits ears back on my clittie – hood, and she was working my clit with her fingers underneath me, and then her tongue slivered into my bum crease, again, and down to my ass where she stuck he tongue right in, most guys had only licked the hole, she was sticking the point of her tongue right in there, and really stiffening her tongue so it forced it’s way in. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire. I felt on the point of fainting. This was a three way attack, not even counting the guy fucking my tits. “There is no way this is going to make me come” I said to myself. WhatI was actually saying out loud was “Oh fuck, oh fuck” as I was gently biting Tony’s belly and lower chest, suddenly I felt him buck and the little lick of fire between my tits as he shot his load in there, not that he had much left to give. It was pure clear semen, I slipped his cock into my mouth and he came a tiny second lot onto my tongue. He was moaning like he was about to expire. “There is no way this is going to make me come” SUDDENLY Fuck Like a clap of thunder in my pelvis. My whole body rocked, I was justscreaming “Oh fucking hell, oh fucking hell”. Carol was now virtually underneath me, sticking a finger up my arse, still using the vibrator on me, inside, and replacing the lickle rabbit ears with her own tongue on my clit, Tony had got my breasts in his hands, working on my hard nipples , massaging the come into my tits. My legs trembled and an orgasm arrived like a tube train, (but without the gust of wind) crashing over me, probably the biggest one I’ve ever ever had, except one in Prague, maybe. I virtually collapsed into their arms. Carol arrived for kisses. I didn’t stop her, I just kissed her. After some cuddly moments Carol was up again “Come on, one of you is going to have to fuck me, I’m gagging, afterthat”, she said airily, and lay down expectantly. “I can’t do it again” groaned Tony, “I’m finished”. I was still getting my breath back. Carol went and rummaged in herbackpack, emerging with a big black rubber strapadicktome. A strap on dido. You know the sort of thing. She looked at me expectantly. “Come on stand up” she said. I got unsteadily to my feet. She slipped the leather straps round mywaist. They were cold , I shivered. Then there seemed to be a lot of buckles and things to adjust. Happily she knew what she was doing with it, of course. When she’d finished she stepped back to admire her handiwork. She grinned at me. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked a state actually, hair all over the place, red face, lipstick everywhere, I looked like I’d just been ..well, I had. Sideways. I held my new weapon and posed in the mirror with it. I had quite afeeling of power! I stood and wanked it at myself in the mirror, grinning. It was and black, purely functional I guessed, no balls or moving parts, just a big dido for a girl to fuck another girl with. And this is of course, what Carol wanted. She was back on the bed, legs in the air, expectant. “God, that would look nice with stockings and suspenders” remarkedTony, of my outfit. “I don’t have any with me” I said, still holding the cock of this thing”Well, time we went out shopping then” he said Carol looked sooooooo disappointed, but cheered up as Tony said he’dbuy us something each. We went to Harrods, in the end, I was wearing some of Tony’s jeansrolled up and a t shirt of his. I looked a right state. We had brunch at a brasserie, consisting of much wine and a croissant. Then, we went straight to the lingerie department, and the La Senza franchise. Oddly there was next to no one about. Too dear, I guess. I picked up some gorgeous undies and asked Tony if I could have them, this was all matching stuff, bra, suspender belt, thong, and some silk stockings. I took then into the changing room, and Carol followed me in . They were big and kind of communal, with cubicles off. We stayed in the communal area. Carol stripped off quickly – the lot. I was a bit more reluctant, I’d got nothing on underneath the jeans and t shirt. Then I was naked too, and I put the thong on first, then the suspenders – under the sides of the thong for some reason (it’s an option, chaps), then the stockings, then the bra, then my shoes. I admired myself in the mirror. Apart from the fact I looked pissed and like I’d just been fucked several times, I looked great. Carol was trying her stuff on behind me , er.well..than I of course caught a glimpse of her in the mirror. She was standing there, starkers, wearing the strap on. Yeah. Really, in la Senza, Harrods. 0 “Hold the pole” she said. It was an order. I sighed and held the pole.She came up behind me and pulled the thong down my legs and off, and went down and tongued my pussy through my bum cheeks. “I’ve changed my mind” she suddenly said, and unbuckled that baby. And…yes she did no more than buckle it onto me. And got down on thefloor, and yes, she got herself all wet and juicy, and no I would not go down on her, though she asked, no pleaded! I jumped out of my skin as the door opened, but it was Tony sneaking in. He’d had to call the franchise off his mobile to lure her away. Carol was n her back, legs up, I was kneeling between her legs. “Come on, don’t hang about- fuck her!” he urged. Carol seized the end ofthe thing and fed in into her bloody tight little fanny, Jeesus it was a squeeze, but soon my arse was going 19 to the dozen, I’d never been in this position before!! It was pretty wild. Tony took my bra off and was getting us to squeeze our tits together. Now, there’s now way I’m converting, but it was kind of fun, and I shall keep an open mind in the future. Winding up , we went back to the hotel and got out bits & pieces, Igot to keep the La Senza, and not the strap on, and I got dosh off Tony. The next “case” was a 20 year old virgin, whose fellow-rich- k** mateshad clubbed together to get him laid, as he was a virgin. Yeah! He was nice, too, shy but nice. I shagged him and I blew him, and he was well happy. I did his mates for free. Third “case” was an American businessman married to a gentile Japanesewoman who would not blow him, so that’s all he wanted, a blow job, he was old, fat, but clean, and quick, and paid generously and oddly enough the missus was keen to watch. I thought they had Geisha training? Anyway, that was my weekend, as a Ho !

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