Chapter 1: Why I Love Being an Escort

I’ve been having sex since I was fourteen but until recently it was with someone I knew or in a situation where I chose who I had sex with. This past year in school has been the toughest so far in terms of my sexual needs. My freshman year at least paired me with Brenda, a wonderful roomie who introduced me to the beauty of girl-girl sex with someone not related to me. This year I once again have a very sweet roomie with just one difference - she’s saving herself for marriage. Needless to say we don’t sleep together let alone share my double dildo that Brenda and I put to such good use.

After a wonderful Christmas break I felt my heart sink as I realized that all I was destined to spend the next few months with just my fingers and imagination. I started thinking about what other options I had. The club scene is non- existent around here and even if it were available, I couldn’t do anything this close to school. I had lots of offers from guys I chat with but no matter how tempting some of them were I wasn’t about to give in and take that kind of risk. The one idea thing that kept coming up was some sort of an escort job. I don’t mean being like one of those web whores that tease you on the Internet all the time, but rather working for a respectable and legitimate agency.

I checked out several in Columbus and eventually decided to give one a try. This agency claimed to check out their clients and choose the ones that they think are best for me (I insisted on only older married guys from out of state). Since the guys pay the agency directly, I didn’t have to fool with money or worry about getting arrested as a prostitute although I could keep any tips. While it is expected that I be friendly and outgoing - including putting up with some minor groping, sex is definitely NOT mandatory and completely up to me.

Indeed, so far as the company is concerned, sex is not part of any deal but that doesn’t fool anyone. The agency sends a prepaid cab to pick me up and then another to take me back home. In addition to the single escorts, I also agreed to do bachelor parties, which actually sounded like a lot of fun. I love an audience, especially when I am having sex, so these parties sounded like a perfect match for me.

Soon after I signed the papers (including the income tax forms!) I went to my first bachelor party. There were ten guys including the groom and before it was over they had all fucked me at least once, even the married ones.

A couple of weeks later I went on my first escort. This was actually more nerve-wracking for me beforehand than the party since it would be one-on-one with a total stranger. I mean, talk about the ultimate blind date! In the end it went great. Greg was 44 and had a daughter my age he fantasized about having sex with. He said I actually bore a resemblance to her which is why he chose me. I spent the night pretending to be his daughter and he fucked his daughter several times - or at least as close as he was ever going to get to.

The next two escorts came quickly; both were the following weekend. John was probably one of the most erotic dates I had ever been on. He spent half the evening on the phone with his wife. It was incredible to be fucked while he was telling his wife how much he loved her and missed her!

The next night Bill didn’t want to go to his hotel room since his family was staying with him. It was like a night back in high school! He took me to a restaurant and groped me in the booth. From there we saw a movie and I sucked him off in the theater. It had been ages since I had done that and I felt fourteen again! Finally we fucked in the hotel parking lot right outside his room on the first floor. We could actually see his family coming in and out of the room while he was screwing me!

It was couple of weeks before another guy took me out. Dan was a middle aged husband who had never cheated on his wife before. He was on a guilt trip the entire evening and in a way it actually turned me on to be sexy enough to make him want to overcome his fear and doubts and be with me for the evening.

Three weeks later, most of the delay thanks to a great spring break, I had my second bachelor party. It was smaller, only 6 guys this time, but wilder than the first. I loved it and if nothing else I want to do more parties in the future.