The Secret Diaries of 'roleplayescort'. No. 1. M/f

[roleplayescort]

Hi guys. Thought I'd maybe start writing a series of stories that are in line with how I like to 'play' in the chatrooms.
This first story is really to test the water, see what you think. I'm keen to know whether people would like longer or more explicit stories. Or if you think it isn't the sort of thing suited to the site, that's fine too.
Feel free to message me ideas or themes for future stories.
Please leave a comment!

Amy - 24

I get the call from the agency.

Finally, after well over a week without more than an 1/2 hour quickie, I get an overnight Client! My share of the fee is 1500 and has come at a much needed time!

As I sit at my dressing table, in my black lace underwear, applying my make-up and straightening my hair, I think about what the guy might be like. I hope he's one of those soft ones that keeps asking if I'm ok etc, like we are on a date and I'm his real girlfriend. I hope he wines and dines me. The sex is inevitable, but if I can hop into doggy and let him cum quickly before he falls sound asleep il be happy. Easy money!

In my little black dress and heels, I make my way down the driveway of the large detached house. My auburn hair long to my shoulders. I reach the door and knock - hoping for a semi attractive guy.

The door swings open, standing holding a bottle of beer is a man in his late fifties, overweight, unshaven , grubby clothing.

'Hi, I'm Amy! Nice to meet you'. I say, as enthusiastically as my disappointment will allow.

'You the hooker? Come in'. He said, before turning and walking away.

Charming!

I follow him, closing the door behind me. 'Its a big house you've got here!'

'Inherited it a month or two back. Along with a load of cash. After years of living in a bedsit with nothing more than a few dirty magazines to wank over, i thought I'd treat myself. Hence you're here'

I force a smile as he slumps into the middle of the sofa.

'Will we be going out for a meal, some drinks maybe?' I ask.

'No. I'm not going to waste a second of my time. I'm not paying you to sit in a restaurant. I'm paying for pleasure'

My stomach turns at his sinister giggle

'Come on then you little tart. Let the dog see the rabbit!'

'What?'

'Dress off. Lets see what you're like under there.'

Reluctantly I peel my dress down and off, placing it over the back of a chair. Leaving me standing before this grim man, displaying my toned body in just my underwear and heels.

'Now come sit on my knee. Let me tell you what I have in mind..'

As I sit on his lap I feel his crotch bulging against my bottom. His hands quick to stroke my thighs. As he runs his tongue up the side of my face, I smell his bad breath.. Eeeww!

'I intend to make full use of you. I want to get my money's worth. I hope you like acting like a dirty little tramp...'

That sinister giggle really eating into me as I sit and listen to him listing the things he has planned. Whispering in my ear as he fondles and gropes me. Telling me how he's going to make me kneel and lick his balls and between his bum cheeks. Telling me he wants to cum over my 'slut face', then sit my in the bath so he can piss on me to wash it off...

The vile man finishes his list by saying 'now.. Tell Daddy that you're a naughty little girl and you need your bottom smacking...'

My heart sinks...

[sindancer]

A bit of a turnoff i'm afraid

[nswitch0987]

It was an interesting start.

[gentleman1051a]

You must have the idea that men are all Neanderthals...even hookers get more respect than this. Try being a lady escort...and be discriminating about your clientele. Or, sign up with an agency that DOES screen its clients.

[annieadenoid]

Well written. I will watch for the next installment. As for the kink, not my thing. I am hoping this was simply a very successful attempt at portraying a complete pig and not what actually happens in the next chapter...