Straight Female / 27
Escort Confession
I escorted on and off for a few years back in 2013-2015. Some of the things I liked was the money of course, some of the sex was amazing, some of the things that I saw was very interesting, I actually made a few decent friends and that's about it.
The bad. Fear. The initial fear that the guy was a cop who was going to arrest me and ruin my life. The constant fear my family and friends would find out. The fear the hotel staff would confront me or call the police. The fear of catching something. And the fear a client would hurt me. Most of the guys I saw were just nice older guys who were either lonely or just looking for a sexual experience with a young girl. But there was always the chance you'd run into the wrong guy.
I tried to limit clients to guys over 35 because they wouldn't rip you off and they connected with me. A few guys tho scared me. I didn't offer anal. Not my thing. I wouldn't see guys who dwelled on it on the phone because I knew it would be a problem but two different guys didn't bring in up until we were in bed. Once kept trying to eat my asshole and finger it and I had to be a bitch about it. He got really angry and made a fist and I thought he was going to hurt me. Instead he fucked me as hard as he could while calling me a whore and a bitch. He slapped my ass and twisted my nipples to hurt me but didn't force himself on me or punch me or anything like that. He stormed out after he finished. That sucked.
The second guy was worse. He never got angry, his attitude was that he's paying so he can get what he wants and he wanted anal. He got me on my stomach and fucked me from behind which I typically really enjoy but then he started playing with my asshole and getting it wet. I told him not too but he kept trying again, sliding his finger in then two until I had to push his hand away but he went right back. Over and over I was getting angry but then he stiffened pressing me down and pulled his dick out and pushed it against my asshole and it started to go in. Hurt like fuck and I screamed at him to stop. He could have r**ed me he was very strong and was holding me in place but he said come on I'm paying and me yelling please stop finally got him to snap out of it. He got off, called me a c**t, got dressed and left grabbing his donation on the way out. I was just glad he left. Again a bad experience.
Other problems were easily handled. A lot of guys would lose their erection when they were inside me and get upset but I got used to that. Just let em lay back, relax, use your mouth and hand really slowly and once it's hard just softly and slowly tease the head until he's rock hard then either yank the load out of the guy or keep going slowly until he just loses it and cums. Most of the time, a quick yank does the trick.
Sometimes they were more comfortable with me just laying my head on their chest and watching as the used their hand to get hard then massaged their balls as they finished jerking off. The first few times this happened I thought it was weird but I did like watching.
Some fun stuff. I excepted a date with a black guy who was out going and very funny. He started making me laugh as soon as he was in the room and wasn't self conscious at all like most guys. He was the funnest sex I ever had, picking me up and bouncing me on his dick, fucking me on the table, having me suck him, getting me to masturbate, and after he came, he ate me out, and then fucked me again. Three times in an hour. He was a joy.
A few regulars were wonderful men I always enjoyed their company they liked to chat, and kiss, and one loved to snuggle. They wanted to make love not just fuck. They were nice.
A few guys wanted me to fuck them with strap-ons, some piss on them. These were hard no's from me.
One regular was interesting. He liked my body specifically my abs. I was very fit and had tight defined abs and he love them. He was married and wasn't interested in sex tho. He wanted me to lay back on the bed with him over me. He would jerk off while I masturbated. He would finger me, rub my pussy and run his hand over my tits but mostly my abs. He would always cum on my abs. I enjoyed watching guys make themselves cum by then so it was easy money for me. I ended up seeing him about a dozen times. He liked to see me after a wax. Id let him feel my smooth pussy which would get him started and then I'd play with my clit while he did his thing. After a few times, I stopped play acting and started to make myself cum on those occasions I was up for it.
So I drifted into the real world, no more escorting, no STIs, no serial killers, no arrests or anything horrible. Good money and some memories good and bad. There's always that little fear I'll run into a guy who recognizes me but it hasn't happened. I'm engaged and hope to be a good wife. If anyone ever asks, it wasn't me!
The bad. Fear. The initial fear that the guy was a cop who was going to arrest me and ruin my life. The constant fear my family and friends would find out. The fear the hotel staff would confront me or call the police. The fear of catching something. And the fear a client would hurt me. Most of the guys I saw were just nice older guys who were either lonely or just looking for a sexual experience with a young girl. But there was always the chance you'd run into the wrong guy.
I tried to limit clients to guys over 35 because they wouldn't rip you off and they connected with me. A few guys tho scared me. I didn't offer anal. Not my thing. I wouldn't see guys who dwelled on it on the phone because I knew it would be a problem but two different guys didn't bring in up until we were in bed. Once kept trying to eat my asshole and finger it and I had to be a bitch about it. He got really angry and made a fist and I thought he was going to hurt me. Instead he fucked me as hard as he could while calling me a whore and a bitch. He slapped my ass and twisted my nipples to hurt me but didn't force himself on me or punch me or anything like that. He stormed out after he finished. That sucked.
The second guy was worse. He never got angry, his attitude was that he's paying so he can get what he wants and he wanted anal. He got me on my stomach and fucked me from behind which I typically really enjoy but then he started playing with my asshole and getting it wet. I told him not too but he kept trying again, sliding his finger in then two until I had to push his hand away but he went right back. Over and over I was getting angry but then he stiffened pressing me down and pulled his dick out and pushed it against my asshole and it started to go in. Hurt like fuck and I screamed at him to stop. He could have r**ed me he was very strong and was holding me in place but he said come on I'm paying and me yelling please stop finally got him to snap out of it. He got off, called me a c**t, got dressed and left grabbing his donation on the way out. I was just glad he left. Again a bad experience.
Other problems were easily handled. A lot of guys would lose their erection when they were inside me and get upset but I got used to that. Just let em lay back, relax, use your mouth and hand really slowly and once it's hard just softly and slowly tease the head until he's rock hard then either yank the load out of the guy or keep going slowly until he just loses it and cums. Most of the time, a quick yank does the trick.
Sometimes they were more comfortable with me just laying my head on their chest and watching as the used their hand to get hard then massaged their balls as they finished jerking off. The first few times this happened I thought it was weird but I did like watching.
Some fun stuff. I excepted a date with a black guy who was out going and very funny. He started making me laugh as soon as he was in the room and wasn't self conscious at all like most guys. He was the funnest sex I ever had, picking me up and bouncing me on his dick, fucking me on the table, having me suck him, getting me to masturbate, and after he came, he ate me out, and then fucked me again. Three times in an hour. He was a joy.
A few regulars were wonderful men I always enjoyed their company they liked to chat, and kiss, and one loved to snuggle. They wanted to make love not just fuck. They were nice.
A few guys wanted me to fuck them with strap-ons, some piss on them. These were hard no's from me.
One regular was interesting. He liked my body specifically my abs. I was very fit and had tight defined abs and he love them. He was married and wasn't interested in sex tho. He wanted me to lay back on the bed with him over me. He would jerk off while I masturbated. He would finger me, rub my pussy and run his hand over my tits but mostly my abs. He would always cum on my abs. I enjoyed watching guys make themselves cum by then so it was easy money for me. I ended up seeing him about a dozen times. He liked to see me after a wax. Id let him feel my smooth pussy which would get him started and then I'd play with my clit while he did his thing. After a few times, I stopped play acting and started to make myself cum on those occasions I was up for it.
So I drifted into the real world, no more escorting, no STIs, no serial killers, no arrests or anything horrible. Good money and some memories good and bad. There's always that little fear I'll run into a guy who recognizes me but it hasn't happened. I'm engaged and hope to be a good wife. If anyone ever asks, it wasn't me!
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