Chapter 8

I didn’t tell Lisa or any of the girls at work where I’d been on the previous afternoon. Master Thomas had told me not to, but I wanted to keep it to myself anyway, I was hoping for more sessions like that, and not only for the money.

I did however try to quiz Lisa about the Sunday working for her husband but there was nothing that she could say other than that Isla and I would be naked most of the time and that we would be trying a number of toys. I hoped that one of them would be a Sybian and that lots of people would be watching me.

What I did notice at work was that sales of the leotards were going well and I wondered if the uni gym would have more girls there flashing their bits.

That evening I got a phone call from Isla telling me that she knew about a party on the Friday night and did I want to go with her.

“Hell yes.” I replied, and she gave me details of where to meet her.

I asked her how her butt was and she told me that it was still quite red but she was sat on a normal chair right then so it wasn’t bothering her that much. She told me that Master Thomas has phoned her to check that she was okay and to ask if she was good for another session the following week. She’d asked if it was another spanking or a sleeping session at a hotel. He hadn’t been able to confirm anything at that stage be he told her that he’d be in touch as soon as he had anything concrete.

No sooner than I’d terminated my call with Isla than I too got a call from Master Thomas. He asked me if I was okay then asked me if I was up for another session. I asked the same questions as Isla had and I got the same answer. Then he asked me if I would reconsider my decision about escorting a man to to some sort of official function. I again told him that I wasn’t very good at social chit-chat but he assured me that that wouldn’t be a problem. I then asked him for more details and he told me that if I agreed, when he had a liaison in mind for me, he would send me to a bespoke dress shop a couple of days before the function for the staff there to make an appropriate dress for me.

On the night of the function a car would pick me up and take me to the function where I would meet the man in a side room. Assuming that we both agreed I would then escort him to the event,

Then he told me that I shouldn’t worry about the ‘social chit-chat’ as I had called it because it would be mainly people complementing me on my looks.

“What about after the event?” I asked.

“Well that is up to the 2 of you but it is usual for the escort to go back to the client’s hotel room with him.”

“You mean he would expect to fuck me.?”

“Yes, how could any man possibly not want to fuck you my dear.” Master Thomas replied.

I smiled to myself at that comment then asked Master Thomas about money, how much could I expect to earn. He told me that because of my age and looks it would be a 4 figure sum.

I asked Master Thomas to ask me again when he had some specifics in mind.

After the phone call my magic wand got busy as I started to think about being at some posh event wearing just a skimpy dress and heels with lots of middle-aged men lusting after my body. Those thoughts didn’t last long as the magic wand made me think about my clit.

When I got dressed on the Friday morning I decided to wear my Ohmibod to my classes. Well one session was in the classroom and the other session that day was in the university’s lecture hall. I’m sure that a number of people must have noticed the purplish antenna hanging down below my short skirt on my way to my first class but the first person to say anything was one of the other students in my class when he passed me a note during a short break saying,

“Is that what I think it is between you legs?”

I smiled and noded my head then slotted his note into my books.

The desks were arranged in a horseshoe and I was on one of the sides. As they were tables and not actual desks there were no modesty boards so everyone on the other side would be able to see up my skirt if they looked. This wasn’t the first time with the tables in that configuration and I never bothered to cross my legs hoping to catch someone looking at my bare pussy.

When the session resumed the same student was blatantly looking up my skirt so I spread my knees to let him see where the antenna disappeared into my vagina.

The rest of the lesson wasn’t that boring.

My second and last session of the day was in the university’s lecture hall. This is big, probably able to seat over a thousand students and is designed with each row of seats higher than the one in front. As I went in I looked for, and found a group of guys sat together with vacant seats on the row behind them which is where I went and sat.

When I sat down my knees were just behind and inbetween 2 of the guys. As I’d approached the seat one of the guys had seen me and he smiled at me. I noticd his eyes checking me out as I got close to him but he turned back to talk to one of his mates.

After I’d been sat for about a minute or so one of the guys immediately in front of me turned his head and started to say hello to me but he paused half way through and I saw that he was looking up my short skirt and had obviously seen the antenna and my pussy because my knees were anything but together.

He continued saying hello and started hitting on me but he seemed unable to concentrate on what he was saying. Me, of course, I kept my knees where they were and didn’t try to put anything on my lap, although something was appearing on my pussy as my jucies started to leak out of me.

The guy gave up and turned back to face the stage but I saw him nudge the guy next to him and poing back to me. Seconds later the second guy’s head turned and he started talking to me, well trying to, I wasn’t very responsive.

All through the lecture those 2 guys, and the ones on either side of them, kept turning their heads to look up my skirt. I just gnored them as they looked and immediately the lecture finushed I was up and away before any of them realised.

That evening I watched the other video. It didn’t have anyhthng new on it but it did make me so horny that I had to use my Hitachi to bring myself off a couple of times as I watched it.

Later that evening I met Isla at the agreed place on the way to the party that she’d told me about. As I walked up to her I saw her pull up her skirt so that I coulld see her slit. Mine already being on display because I felt confident enough to leave my room like that. We hugged and told each other that we loved the other’s outfit even though I’d seen hers before.

The party was at a house in the same street as one that we’d been to before and as we entered the front door I heard on half pissed guy shout,

“THE STRIPPERS ARE HERE GUY.”

Neithe Isla, sorry, now Kat, nor I corrected him, instead we asked him where the booze was. We did the same trick with the vodka although I didn’t think that most of the guys would have noticed if we didn’t have a drink in our hands.

When we went back into the living area a different guy also shouted that the strippers had arrived. I looked at Kat and she looked at me. We grinned and nodded our heads and I said to the loudmouthed guy,

“So where’s the birthday boy and where do you want us to strip?” I asked.

“We only ordered 1 stripper and you’re a couple of hours early.” The loudmouth said.

“It’s B.O.G.O.F. day I replied.

“What?”

“Buy One, Get One Free, the boss decided that he needed a bit of a promotion to increase sales.”

“Oh, well I’m not complaining. LUKE, GET YOUR SORRY ASS OVER HERE.”

Seconds later this reasonable looking guy appeared and Loudmouth said,

“Luke. It’s your lucky day, they’ve got a 2 for 1 offer so you get to see 2 girls strip.”

“What, these 2 girls are strippers? The last one that I saw was twice the age of these 2.”

“EVERYONE,” Loudmouth shouted earning his knickname, “CLEAR THIS CORNER, THE STRIPPERS NEED SOMEWHERE TO WORK ON LUKE.”

We watched as the corner of the room cleared and I noticed that it was all guys that made up the perimeter line, not that I was complaing, nor at the number of phones that were in the guys hands, I looked at Kat and saw that she was smilig so I knew that she was okay with what was about to happen.

“Put on some decent music.” I ordered.

Someone did and Kat and I moved to the clear area and started slow dancing. It wasn’t just dancing it was caressing each other’s bodies as well. We were making out with each other as we slowly removed the other’s clothes. We fingered each other then 69’d much to the delight of our audience. We only stopped when we’d both cum. I know that my orgasm wasn’t faked and I doubt that Kat’s as well.

When we got to our feet I said,

“Where’s the birthday boy? Luke isn’t it?” I asked as he stepped forward.

“So how old are you Luke?” I asked.

“Nineteen.”

“So we’ve got to let 19 guys fuck us.” I replied.

“Bloody hell,” Loudmouth said.

“Well the boss told said that it’s part of the sales promotion, one cock for each year of the lucky boy’s age.”

“I’m really happy that we weren’t sent to an old people home.” Kat added.

Loudmouth laughed a little as we turned to Luke and Kat and I slowly undressed him.

Not the biggest cock that I’ve seen but it was a long way from being the smallest. It was Kat that went down on his cock first and I guess that she stopped after a couple of minutes to avoid him cumming, not that she would have minded getting a mouth and throat full of his cum, I’m sure that she just wanted to prolong the build-up.

I took over sucking his balls and cock and I was pleased that he was bald down there. Meanwhile Kat was kissing him and caressing the rest of his body.

The inevitable happened and as he started shooting his load into my mouth I withdrew and let the rest land on my face and chest. I lay down and told Luke to rub hs cum all over my tits. As he was doing that I heard a male voice say that it would make my baby tits grow.

That done we got Luke on his back and Kat and took turns sucking his cock back to life and lowering our pussies onto his face. Once his cock was rock hard again I squat over him with my pussy tantalisingly close to his cock.

“Shall I?” I loundly asked.

Luke couldn’t answer because his face was full of Kat’s pussy but the audience answered for Luke and just about eveyone in the room heard the loud groan that escaped from his mouth round Kity’s pussy.

Once I’d got a pussy full of cum I stood up and said,

“Your turn Kat,” and we swapped places.

It took longer for Kat to get him hard again but when she did she too mounted him and rode him until he orgasmed again. Kat looked like she came at the same time.

When it was over Kat and I stood up and helped Luke get to his feet as I said,

“Poor Luke needs a hand, I gues that he’s never had a three-some before.” This got a bit of a laugh and I turned my head to face Kat and saw that she was grinning.

“You okay?” I asked.

Kat nodded her head so I loudly said,

“Okay everyone, the specials continue, who else would like to fuck us?”

Both Kat and I were nearly knocked to the ground as at least a dozen guys moved forward and started groping us. Even though those hands were nice I shouted,

“BACK-OFF GUYS, THERE’S PLENTY OF TIME FOR ALL OF YOU.”

The hands stopped groping and they stepped back a little. I looked at Kat and mouthed ‘doggy’ and when Kat started going down on her hands and knees so did I. Spreading my knees I said,

“Who’s first then.”

Within seconds I had a cock in my pussy and 1 in my mouth. I could just about see 2 more cocks in my peripheral vision so I reached up with my hands and started wanking them.

The next 30 minutes, or maybe longer, saw me get fucked by at least a dozen guys, me cumming 3 times. I’d had at least a dozen cocks in my mouth and throat, 3 of which left a deposit in my stomach, and I’d wanked goodness know how many more cocks.

It was amazing, I’d loved every second of it but I was knackered. When all the guys who wanted to had used either Kat or me, or both of us, we were left alone and both Kat and I turned and just sat on the floor.

Loudmouth appeared with a couple of glasses in his hands and gave us each one. I downed mine in one, discovered that it whas whiskey and started coughing. I don’t like whisky.

The music stared again, although I never noticed that it had stopped, and Kat and I finally got to our feet.

“Thank you ladies,” Loudmouth said, “I’ll be booking strippers from your place again.”

“Thanks for the drinks, we needed those.” Kat said.

“Stay and party with us.” Loudmouth suggested. “Sounds nice be we have another job to go to.” I said, “have you seen our clothes?”

Loudmouth found our clothes and we got dressed and left.

As we walked out of the front door we saw a girl who looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties arriving. She was wearing clothes that were as skimpy as ours were. I smiled at her and we kept walking. On our way home we talked about what we’d done and we decided that being fake strippers was a great idea and we planned to do that again.