Mrs. Mary J Stevens

Mrs Mary J Stevens Part 2

We now find the heroine of our story at "Fresher's Week" at her university. She had settled in to her room in her Hall of Residence and was getting to know the other new girls and some of those in their second and third years. As is always the case, a considerable amount of alcohol was involved in fresher's week and one evening at a drunken session in the Students Union, Mary was telling the girls that her parents' divorce had meant she would now have to pay her own way through her three year course. She needed a job. One of the drunks she was with leant forward and whispered in her ear that she had been in the same situation, but had signed on at an escort agency. Quite a few girls were paying for their education by "horizontal dancing" three or four times a week. It worked well for the students as they could work their appointments around lectures and tutoring sessions, and the money was good. To Mary this suggestion was heaven sent. She liked all the advantages set out by her drunk friend, with the addition that the job would satisfy her craving for regular sex. The following morning she rang the number given to her by her friend.

The escort agency was seedy in the extreme. Mary was asked to go to an address in a rundown part of town which turned out to be a small Victorian terraced house occupied by a scruffy fat chain smoking hag with a battery of mobile phones spread around her. This was a bit of a shock to Mary who had grown up in a big house with everything she wanted at her fingertips. The Hag told her she would be expected to fuck the punters, and although she might be called an escort she was in fact a whore. Nobody ever escorted anybody anywhere. She would have to call in when she was available and stay close to a phone.

When a punter called, The Hag would tell him who was available, and a short bio of each girl. If he chose her The Hag would phone her and give her the address and time to be there along with the time she was booked for and the fee. She was to provide her own condoms, lube and transport. She was to collect the fee in cash on arrival and do what was expected. Once she finished she was to swing by The Hags address and give her half as a finder's fee. The Hag made a point of telling her that if she didn't pass over the 50% she could expect a visit from her enforcer, and that would not end well. The fee worked out at £100 per hour, so Mary would get £50 of that for an hours shagging. She was going to pay her own expenses out of that so maybe she might clear £40 each time. She was going to have to shag about 10 punters a week to keep her head above water. Well, it was better than flipping burgers or pulling pints in some pub, so she signed up.

It took a couple of weeks until Mary became settled with her studies and was happy with her schedule before she phoned up to sign on. She had a small second hand car and a street atlas (no sat nav back then) a tube of lube and a dozen condoms in her handbag. She had bought some sexy underwear and a couple of tight tops and short skirts, some pairs of black stockings and matching suspender belts. She sat in her room in her hall, dressed in her slut gear and waited. To fill the time she studied and prepared for the following weeks tutorial.

It only took 90 minutes before her phone rang. The Hag gave her a name, address and told her it was one hour for £100 and she had better remember to pass over The Hag's share. All of a sudden Mary was having second thoughts and was frightened of what might happen. At the same time she had that feeling in her gut and pussy that she always felt before good sex. She knew she was going to do it.

The John lived in a 3 bed semi in a council estate. He was at least her father's age, overweight, and stank of cigarettes and stale beer. He handed over the £100 and she checked it before putting it in her purse. He told her to strip, which she did while he did the same. She stripped off top, skirt, bra and panties but kept on her suspenders stockings and shoes. He got naked except for his socks. Still in his lounge downstairs he turned her round and bent her over the arm of a chair. She had unwrapped a condom she played with his cock to get him hard enough and unrolled it on to him before he bent her over the chair.

With no foreplay at all he shoved his cock into her, pumped her for a couple of minutes and without warning filled the condom. He pulled out and told her to follow him upstairs. He flushed the used condom down the toilet and took her into his bedroom. She had noticed his wedding ring and female clothes in the bedroom. She half expected some furious screaming woman to storm in and throw her, still naked, into the street. It didn't happen. What did was her punter mauled her tits and fingered her pussy and then insisted she suck him hard again.

Always use a condom was the rule, so Mary unrolled the second one onto his semi hard cock and started to suck. The taste of the spermicide lubrication on the latex sheath was not at all pleasing, although she learned to tolerate it in time. It took a few minutes for him to get hard, then he put her on hands and knees and fucked her doggie style. It took him a lot longer to come the second time. After a while he changed around so he was on the bed and he told her to mount him. She climbed on him and slid onto his cock and spent a few minutes bouncing up and down while he mauled her tits again. He groaned and came a second time and she climbed off him. He was spent so she went downstairs, dressed and left. Her first paid fuck was over in 50 minutes. He had not made her cum and although she loved sex, this was very one sided and she felt totally unfulfilled. She told herself that what she needed was a good fuck.

Back in her car she drove over to pay The Hag her share and was asked if she was up for another gig. The Hag had a punter on one of here mobile phones. Mary said "Why not" and inside a few minutes was off to sample her second cock of the day. The second punter was better as he didn't smoke of smell of stale beer. He still didn't bother with her other than using her body to satisfy his own needs, so she left after an hour still not having orgasmed herself.

Hardly had she left punter number 2 when The Hag called asking if she wanted another. She said yes. He was a businessman staying at a downtown hotel. Mary was told to use a side door to avoid the reception desk and security staff, and was given his room number. She went in via the side door and fire stairs to get to the room and knocked.

After a few seconds a man in his 30's dressed in a bath robe opened the door and took her in. He was more of what she was expecting. He offered her a drink from the mini bar. She settled for a coke as she was driving. He paid the fee, she checked it and put it into her purse. He then half undressed her taking off her top, her bra and her panties. He told her that was all he needed to get to what he wanted. He played with her tits. More gently than the first two clients had, sucking her nipples and tonging each of them in turn. He played with her pussy flicking her clit with his thumb while fingering her. All the while she played with his cock to get it had. When he was ready she rolled on the condom and sucked it for a few minutes before he rolled her onto her back and took her. He was much more considerate and she actually achieved a small orgasm, the first one that day. All in all she had a good time and overran his hour by 15 minutes in gratitude. He gave her a £10 tip and said he would ask for her next time he was in town. She left on a high, gave The Hag her share and signed off for the day.

Her first day as a whore had taken 3 hours of her time, plus travelling to and from. Overall it was four and a half hours from leaving her room to walking back in. She had used half her stock of condoms and none of the lube. She guessed she had used half a gallon of petrol. She was studying economics and accounting so she sat down to do the maths. She has brought home £150 and a ten pound tip. She ignored the tips as they couldn't be relied on. Overall, after expenses she was about £140 better off. She decided to put 20% of what she made aside into her "slut fund" that would pay for her working clothes and condoms, lube and travel expense. The rest went into her everyday living account.

She "worked" for 2 more days that week, taking on a total of 5 more men and earning another £250 in all. After her deposit into her slut fund, she had more than enough to live on that week and fund a night out over the weekend.

That set the pattern for her first year at Uni. She managed to buy an assortment of slutty dresses and underwear, and a French maid and a schoolgirl outfit. The latter was particularly popular as she was not yet 21 years old and could easily pass for a much younger girl. She met some of the other girls working for The Hag. Several were Uni students and two were in the same hall of residence as she was. Between them they started to swap experiences and learn how to be a good whore. How to squeeze a little more money from the punters, how to get them to come quickly, and how to get out of there as soon as they could. They soon understood that this was nothing more than a job, they would get very little sexual pleasure out of it and the whole point was to make the customer happy and leave with as much of his money as you could coax out of him. Mary still wanted more but understood that where she was now and what she was doing there was little chance of that.

That's how it went for her first year. Once she took her end of year exams she did her accounts and found she had made a reasonable profit after taking all her living costs and Uni fees into account. If her second year went just as well she might be able to reduce her whoring by half. Then she met Jim.

Jim was a third year Engineering student. He was also studying management as a second string to his bow. They dated a few times and met in the bar of the Student's Union a few nights a week. They were getting on well but then Mary made a big mistake. She was sitting in the bar with Jim when the Hag rang. Jane had done a job early that afternoon and forgotten to sign off for the night. Now the Hag had set her up for a job and she couldn't back out. She made an excuse to Jim and rushed off to change into her slut wear and get to the appointment. It turned out to be the businessman again in the same hotel but a different room. She liked him as he had been gentle and considerate the last time.

So he was this time as well. She actually enjoyed the sex with him. He had a fair sized cock and knew how to use it. She wondered why he was paying for escorts but then he was at least 10 years older, and she was only just short of her 21st birthday. Maybe he had a fetish for young girls? She told him she had a schoolgirl outfit and for an extra £20 she would role play for him next time. He went for it hook line and sinker. She still gave him an extra 15 minutes but this time he gave her a £20 tip and the promise to see her again. She decided to take a chance and gave him her private number to ring her direct and bypass the agency. If The Hag found out she would be fired and none of the other agencies in town would touch her. She might end up flipping burgers or pulling pints after all.

She got back to the bar shortly before closing time to have a stiff drink to settle her down after the excitement of the last couple of hours. Jim was sitting where she had left him nursing another pint of larger. She joined him. He asked her outright what that was all about and what was so important that she had to rush off without even a goodbye? She felt she had to tell him, even if it meant their relationship was over almost before it had begun. She told him that she was working for an escort agency to pay her way through Uni and had been thrown a last minute job. She couldn't turn it down and had no choice but to go. She expected him to call her something rude and get up to leave. Instead he took a long suck at his beer looked at her and said "Is that all? Why didn't you say so? He knew full well that some of the girls fucked their way through Uni and he was open minded enough to be accepting of it. He had even considered signing on as a male escort, but was told there was little call for it, and those women that wanted one were generally ugly old spinsters and middle aged fat women whose husbands had deserted them for some younger girl. He decided to find other work instead and now did 20 hours a week at a small engineering works machining, welding and sometimes helping in the CAD office.

Mary was not expecting his reply at all and was half out of her chair to leave the expected vitriol when he pulled her back down. "Good for you girl "He told her. Jim wasn't bothered what she did and in some ways admired her for her nerve and self-confidence. Their relationship grew after that night. A week later he was in her bed for the first time. She was still on the pill, using her clients condoms as extra insurance against STD's rather than prevention of pregnancy. She told Jim her whoring was just a job. He was very different. He wouldn't have to wear a condom and they would make love and not just fuck. When they did it, Jim took it slow and made sure he gave her as much enjoyment as she gave him. She orgasmed during foreplay and twice more when he took her the first time. She hadn't felt like this since the early days with Ali. She needed more of him and she was determined to get it.

Over their remaining time at Uni they agreed that she would continue whoring and he would continue at the small engineering work. When they were together they lived a different life, her slut life was not mentioned and never discussed. Once or twice The Hag phoned while they were together. He accepted her changing into her slut clothes and disappearing to be fucked for an hour or so by some unknown and unnamed prick. A few times the businessman called and she put on her schoolgirl kit and went off to his hotel room. She had thrown away the routine schoolgirl outfit she bought from the sex shop and instead bought a real school uniform from shops in town. A plain white cotton bra and white knickers topped off the effect along with black flat shoes and white socks. With a long coat over all this and a school beret in the pocket she walked up to his room the first time she wore it, put on the beret, took off the coat and knocked on his door. He opened the door and almost came on the spot, dragging her into his room and kicking the door shut behind her. He fucked her like a wild thing that night and she stayed for 2 hours before he was done. She went home £200 richer with another £50 tip. A few more clients like him and she could give up working for The Hag.

During her last year Mary and two other of her fellow Uni sluts decided to start their own agency. They would take turns on the phones to work round their tutorials and lectures and split the take 30% for the agency and 70% for the girl. They put out some advertising and some of The Hags cliental moved over to stay with their favourite girl. It worked fairly well once they ironed out the wrinkles and Mary found that she whored less and earned more. Mary, an accountant and economics student looked after the finances, her co- conspirator who was studying marketing looked after advertising and front of house. Jim tipped in now and then with techniques for management.

Two of their best girls were studying Sports and Exercise Science. They were well built, strong and sexy and very popular. Things were going well, well for a while anyway. They discovered the hard way that The Hag was not going to sit back and let the Uni girls steal her business. The girls started to get spoof calls sending them to addresses that either didn't exist, or which belonged to ordinary people who were more than surprised when a sexy young girl arrived on their doorstep expecting an hour in their bed. Twice, the girl was met by a thug who threatened to rough her up if she kept working for the Uni girls. In the end the Uni Girls Agency became more trouble than it was worth so they shut down. The girls went to work for other agencies and some even went back to The Hag. Mary had earned enough by now to quit main line whoring. She still kept up a few private clients such as the Businessman and some others, but there was no more signing on and off and taking only half of what she earned. Jim was happy to see the reduction in her prostitution activities. Instead she devoted herself to studying for her final exams and her dissertation.