The night I was an escort [FMF]

When I first got out of college I was broke af. I was living in Los Angeles in an old house in Venice with five roommates trying my best to find a job. I’d probably had 20 job interviews with zero luck. The savings I’d set aside from HS and College to do exactly what I was doing was getting pretty thin. I had about two months left before I had to get paid or move back home or beg someone for money.

One of the girls I lived with, Britney, worked on a movie studio lot as a guide while she was trying to make it into acting more seriously. She’d been in a few commercials and one of those criminal TV shows where she literally played a murder victim – most of her time on screen was laying on a table at a morgue while the stars talked about how she was killed next to her, it was kind of funny but cool too. She looked like an anorexic Chloe Grace Moretz, but more blonde and with a southern accent.

Anyways, we were up late talking about her work and she told me she had to go make a visit, and it was like 1 am. I asked her wtf and she told me she does private modeling on the side to make money. When I questioned her more she admitted it was escorting and she was getting paid to sleep with some guys she met online and she wouldn’t be able to afford rent otherwise. I just kind of wow’d at it and she left.

Two weeks later I was complaining about money and told her I had to stay home from our weekly trip out for drinks and dinner as roommates and she told me that she had an opportunity with an older guy who wanted a threesome with two girls and was willing to pay well for it. She said he wasn’t gross or anything, just a lonely guy that she met up with once a week and he’d been asking about a threesome because he never had one before.

I said there was no way a few times, she didn’t push, then a week later I was feeling even more broke and said I was into it. She set everything up and that Saturday night we got dressed up and told everyone we were going to a club. She said he loves the slutty club look, so I wore a super sheer backless mini dress she loaned me that had the sides cut out. It was mesh enough it was almost see through. And she wore a black mini skirt that looked painted on.

When we got to his house in the Palisades he had music playing and was already half drunk. He had cocaine laid out on a table, which I was a big fan of back then and we started to party. He was an out of shape guy in his late 50s who is an executive at a movie studio and never had time or a desire to get married, so I guess he did this instead. We talked for a while about work and he asked what I do, stuff like that.

Britney and him were dancing like they were dating, which she saw him every week so I could see that. They danced and kissed and I stood nearby and drank feeling a bit edgy from the coke, but also starting to feel a bit sexy too. It was a warm night and he had all the windows open, so it felt nice in the house. He pulled at Britney’s dress as they danced and she pulled the whole thing off over her head and dropped it on the floor. She was only wearing a black thong under it, and it was the first time I saw her little tits with her big puffy nipples.

He suddenly said, let’s go upstairs, so we followed. As he went up the stairs he took off his polo shirt and playfully threw it at us. His entire chest and back were covered in very old asian looking tattoos that were so faded you could barely tell what they were, also both of his nipples were pierced with little hoops.

His bedroom was massive, at least 900 square feet, big enough it had a sitting room with a sofa and a desk nearby. He had a full TV and a giant bathroom and tub. Britney tugged at his shorts, unbuttoning them and pulling them down. He was totally commando underneath and had a smaller than average size penis, it was half hard and maybe five inches, but fairly thick for the size. His tattoos ended at his belt line.

“I don’t want to be the only one naked,” he whined.

Britney turned to me, smiled and helped me wiggle out of my dress. She started kissing my neck and pulling my underwear down. Then full on making out with me. I played along and we kissed deeply, holding each other tightly.

When we broke, he was already on the bed propped on a pillow watching us. He waved for me to join him. I got to the end of the bed and did a sexy crawl up towards him, locking eyes on him, he looked at my blankly, drunk and probably high.

When I got to him, I took his half hard dick in my hand and began stroking it slowly. He smelled like suntan lotion and his dick was a little greasy feeling and tan. He told me to put it in my mouth. So I did. His cock tasted like a pina colada and I felt it growing in my mouth.

Britney appeared next to me, and she took a turn, taking his now hard dick in her mouth. I looked up and he was smiling with his head back.

“What do you want, baby?” Britney asked.

He looked down, thinking for a second. “I want her to ride me while you sit on my face.”

So, he laid flat, and I straddled him, sliding his dick, slick with spit, slowly into my pussy. Britney had assured me he was clean, so I wasn’t too worried about that. His thick cock filled me up in a great way. I ground my pussy hard down against him as she straddled his face.

We looked at each other awkwardly for a minute, and I was unsure what to do with my hands, so I reached out and grabbed her hips. She smiled and grabbed one of my breasts and said they were really nice, probably realizing this was the first time we’d seen each other naked.

He motioned for us to move, and he bent me over, and stood on the side of the bed. My feet were flat on the floor, spread wide and he stood between my legs and slid himself inside of me. He grabbed my ass hard and dug inside of me, fucking me hard. Britney slid down and at his motioning put her pussy right in my face. Her totally hairless pussy tasted a little like body lotion. She wasn’t really wet, so I spit and licked, and used my fingers until she was wetter, and she looked down at me like I was performing surgery.

He leaned over and I could feel his belly on my back, he nibbled at my earlobe and he started to ask a question, then he suddenly tensed up, groaned, and grabbed my hips hard and came inside of me. His drawn out orgasm caused his whole body to shake, and he pushed my face against the bed.

Then, he pulled out quickly, and walked to the bathroom where he wiped his dick on a towel. I turned and sat next to Britney who smiled politely at me. Without saying anything he pulled on his shorts, and Britney was getting dressed, so I followed too and pulled my underwear over my cum dripping pussy hoping I could pop into a bathroom soon. As I was pulling my dress on, he handed Britney a stack of money and said thanks, then shut himself in the bathroom.

It all ended so quickly I was a bit shocked. We walked outside and stood around awkwardly waiting for a taxi to come. On the ride home, she just said it was fun and handed me $500. We didn’t really talk about it much again after that.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aak60w/the_night_i_was_an_escort_fmf