I meet a nice looking black guy named Jocko during the New Year's Eve swingers' party. Since my girlfriend and I were too drunk to drive home, he drove us back to his place to sleep it off. I was too tired from enjoying lots of guys and instantly crashed but Sandy had fun with Jocko. The next day he asked if we would like to go to a football party on the 18th. Sandy couldn't make it because of other obligations. I asked what type of party was it. He laughed and told me that he would give me $500 to go as his escort.
How did he know that I dabbled in escorting from time to time? I'm guessing that I said too much at the New Year's Eve party. He mentioned that it was just for going to the party and anything else I decided to do would be extra. Being hungover and not really getting it, I agreed to accompany him. We went for breakfast and he drove us back to my car still parked at the party site. As we were leaving, he took my arm and pulled me toward him for a kiss. Oh and it was a very yummy passionate one too.
Laughing he said, "I wanted to leave you with something to remember me by. I'll be thinking about our date for the next two weeks."
I smiled and sensually answered, "If you kiss like that, I'll be also thinking about our date."
The weeks passed with a few texts from Jocko asking if I was still going. I answered I was and looking forward to it. Actually I was looking forward to the money since I had some Christmas bills to pay off my credit cards. Finally the day came and I left early to drive the 90 minutes down to San Diego. I got to Jocko's house around 11 am.
When I came to his door and rang the bell, he quickly answered it and said, "Hi gorgeous."
He hugged and kissed me and said, "You're looking beautiful but you didn't dress sexy like I asked."
He seemed a little disappointed when he saw my blue jeans with a sheer white lace top, bra underneath and a black jacket over the top. He had asked me to wear a short skirt or a dress like I wore at the New Year's Eve party.
"I would have but it's just to cold today. If it will make you happy I could take my bra off though." I told him while giggling as we stood there in his living room.
"I guess that will just have to do." He said with a smile on his face.
He took my hand walked me out of the house and opened the door to his black Cadillac Escalade. Once inside, I removed my bra and asked for my money. He handed me an envelope which had 5 hundreds, just like he promised. I smiled leaned over kissed his cheek and thanked him. He just smiled back, like he knew something that I didn't know.
The place was about 30 minutes away and up some hill to this large gated house. Lighting a joint, he gave it to me to smoke on the way over. When arrived, he buzzed the intercom and told him his name.
A voice on the other side answered. "It's about time Bro. Did you bring the package you promised?"
He laughed and answered, "Yeah! She's right next to me."
After we parked, he helped me out because I was high from that joint. Holding his arm tightly, I giggled and thought, "Oh My! I should not have smoked that whole thing. Wow! That was potent stuff. I hope no one notices."
I don't know if he knew, but pot has always made me very happy and extremely horny. I rarely smoke the stuff anymore but I was anxious about the party with black people and thought it would help.
When we walked in this large entry, all I heard coming from the other room were a lot of guys cheering with some saying, "It looks like Seattle is done for!"
With another yelling back, "It's not over until it's over."
The room had a huge TV, couches, and a bar area. I looked around at a lot of guys, mostly black, seated drinking beers and yelling at the TV as well as each other.
Some of the guys turned to look at us, as Jocko blurted, "So who's winning."
The answer came back Green Bay. Then Jocko said, "Bros this is Kathryn. She's here as your entertainment to all those who want to partake."
Holding Jocko's arm tightly, I was shocked by his comment, but for some reason didn't care. I did notice that I was the only girl there. Oh My God! It suddenly made sense to me about being an escort. I was at the party to have sex with all of them. That's why he insisted on me smoking a joint. Oh My God!
So I turned to Jocko and whispered, "What are you saying? You want me to strip for all of them? What did you bring me here for?"
He laughed and answered, "Well not exactly Kathryn! I think the word you are looking for is fuck not strip. Why else would I bring a hot horny girl like you to a party of all guys? I saw how much you liked getting fucked on New Year's Eve, so I thought why you shouldn't do the same with my bros. But this time you'll be getting paid for it too and not just opening those gorgeous legs for nothing. Is there a problem?"
When a commercial started playing on the TV, the guys turned to look at me. Some guys made nasty comments that made me feel uneasy, but I also became aroused when others commented on my beauty and being the hottest girl that Jocko ever brought to the party. What was I to do?
Jocko must have sensed my apprehension because he whispered, "It will be alright Kathryn. I know once you get started you love it, just like you did before. I even bet you'll have so many orgasms that you'll thank me later."
Just as he finished his pep talk, some of the guys came up to me and introduced themselves, while telling me how beautiful and hot I was. Then they asked how much.
Before I could answer, Jocko blurted out, "Two hundred a pop guys and she's well worth it. I've seen her in action and she just loves fucking."