A fantasy, a piece of fiction, my first...
Whilst I couldn't deny it was clear that I was a nymphomaniac, or at least a sex addict. Maybe just an out of control exhibitionist, or just a bit of a slut! Either way, I had an itch I was struggling to scratch. Boyfriends and one-night stands were not doing it for me, I was only interested in having sex with older men, much older men.
And it was the spontaneous, unexpected sex opportunities that really interested me. Those moments where you just go for it, particularly with a stranger, those were the opportunities I was craving, daily. Sometimes: many times in a day.
So I decided that it would be great to have a day filled with sex adventures with strangers. But how on earth would I arrange that?
The idea came to me that if I was an escort, I would be having sex with strangers all day. But a hell of a lot of risk came with that.
Did I want to take money for sex? Not really, but I might need to, to ensure it would be authentic, for both parties. So I looked into it.
It was clear that here in the UK, many escorts plied their trade by using a website called Adultwork. Here you can list your location, services, prices and contact details. You can also add photos, which of course are very important, and describe yourself.
I read many profiles to look for some inspiration and the feeling I got was how none of this was really what I was looking for. Until, I stumbled upon a profile that was interesting. The profile uncovered a woman who was married, but unhappy in her home life for a number of reasons. She needed sex and loved meeting new people, particularly men. She feels happy giving men what they are missing in their life while also fulfilling her sexual needs. She enjoyed the money too, which gave her an added freedom element.
So I tried to write a profile piece, which described both what I wanted and what I was hoping to provide.
It went a little like this: Come and spend a short time with a sex addicted nymphomaniac. My speciality is oral sex, so come to me if you want the best blowjob you've ever had. I will give you a slow, sensual toe curling blow job and swallow your cum. Whether I suck your cum out of you as you sit back and relax, or whether you prefer to jerk your cum into my open mouth, I am ready to fulfil yours and my oral desires. This is an oral only offer, for men over 50 only, it is also a short time offer, come get it while it lasts... Contact me on the email or mobile number below. I'd love to taste you...
I put the profile up with three or four photos of me without showing too much of my body and of course with my face hidden.
I added only two price options, one for 15 minutes and one for 30 minutes. Short, quick, horny sessions, was what I was looking for.
I first had to apply to the website to prove I was real and provide a phone number that they could call me back on. I was very nervous to provide all of this and deliberated over a couple of days. I then decided to not go forward with my plan.
A couple of days later I was horny again and dug out my notes and decided to go for it.
I was accepted as a member after a couple of days and all I had to do was make my profile live.
Would I get any emails, would people call me?
Before I did I had another wobble. What if I had 10 calls? How and when would I meet them? Would I really invite people to my apartment?
At the time, I was renting an apartment in Reading and was planning on moving out and back to the West Country in the coming months. So a morning and afternoon of debauchery with comings and goings would probably have little in the way of ongoing repurcussions.
So after some toing and froing, I decided to go for it.
I would start on a Tuesday morning and plan a day of sex. I would make appointments from 9am, I always woke up horny, then on the hour until 6pm if needs be.
I put the profile live on Monday afternoon.
The phone rang constantly and the emails came in.
I had arranged to meet with men from 9am through to 4pm on Tuesday, all by Monday evening. The phone conversations and emails had a similar ring to them, most men wanted more than just oral sex so I had to be fairly strict that I was going to be dressed, there would be no other sex, they could not touch me and I wasn't going to be stripping or touching myself in any way. A few dropped out and of course I expected the odd 'no show' as they call them in the game!
So I woke up in the morning, nervous and dangerously horny. I was up just after 5. I watched some porn to get my juices flowing (literally) and put myself in the right frame of mind to suck and swallow cum from strangers all day.
It was while I was fantasizing and watching porn to get me in the mood that my horniness moved up a notch. The excitement of what was coming and how I had gone this far was really exciting me. But then I had an idea that was taking me out of control. I would dress very sexily for my appointments. I might even consider not taking their money, after all this is as much for me as it is for them. But let's wait and see...
At 8.55 I was waiting for my first appointment, more nervous then I had ever been. I had no idea who was turning up, no pictures, no description, nothing. I had to purely think of it as a cock that was coming to see me and I was going to suck it dry.
That the first appointment didn't show up was not the start I needed. Another hour to wait, this meant more nerves and more doubt. I reconsidered my clothing. The idea of a dressing gown with sexy underwear underneath seemed a little risky, So, I went for a white t-shirt and black leggings. A white thong with matching bra completed the look.
So just before 10 and after a phone call to confirm my address, my first appointment arrived.
He was a small man in his 60's, he nervously came in and I asked him to sit on the sofa. I sat between his legs and gently stroked his crotch. A little small talk and he passed his money to me. I put it on the coffee table behind us.
I could feel his cock stiffen and he told me how beautiful I was and that I shouldn't be doing this! I reassured him that I loved meeting older men and wanted to please him it would please me too. His cock got hard and I pulled it free from his pants and took him in my mouth. He was clean and fresh, ready for my mouth.
I closed my eyes and gently sucked him, stroking his balls and allowing him to lift himself and free himself from his restriction. I started to moan in pleasure and very soon he warned me he was about to cum. I continued to suck and stroke and within 30 seconds his cum was oozing into my mouth. I sucked slowly until he was emptied, then I swallowed and smiled at him. He pulled his trousers up and thanked me and went to leave. Before he left, I gave him his money back.
"You're my first, it's on me, I enjoyed it." I said.
"Are you sure?" he asked. He happily left, satisfied and richer than he expected!
I made myself a coffee and got ready for my next visitor. I hoped he was similar, I loved visitor number 1, just my type.
At just before 10 the phone beeped and the text message came in for me to clarify my address, which I responded to and visitor number 2 arrived on time.
He was much taller and a little younger, with long hair and a leather jacket and quite a good physique. He complemented me on my look and asked me where I wanted him.
"Take a seat on the sofa," I said, "I'll settle down in between here." and I sat in between his legs.
