Chapter 7 -A PROFESSIONAL FIRST
(NOTE TO READER: One of my followers suggested that I might start my chapters with a comment about my story. As many have surmised, this is not a story of fiction. My writing reflects real events in my life. As described to one reader, "
As written, the timeline is probably 90% accurate; the dialogues are probably 85% accurate. But the overall story line is 100% accurate. From beginning to end, my story carried on for almost 6 years. The earlier days are actually the most vivid and those are the experiences that I share in my writing." I cannot change who I was. I truly enjoyed the majority of my experiences. The major casualty of my chosen life was the damage that happened between my family and me. My family would eventually discover my activities and banished me from the family. Chinese shame is not something to be challenged. Unfortunately, I have been fully estranged from my family for over ten years.)
Hand in hand we went to the shower. The shower had two opposing shower heads and she turned them both on. The water was instantly warm; something I was not accustomed to. She handed me a shower cap and she put one on as well; there would be no time to dry my hair otherwise. She said, "Let me bathe you." She used body wash and a loofah to clean my body. She was so gentle.
I said, "That feels so nice."
"I have done this for hundreds of men, not usually women."
"Hundreds?" But I realized just as interestingly, there were women too.
She said, "Yes hundreds. I've done it probably a thousand times, but a lot of those are regulars. There have been a lot of one timers never to be seen again. Especially when I work out of the massage houses."
"You like doing it, don't you?"
"Bathing people?"
I said, "No, getting paid to fuck."
She turned me around and looked at me face-to-face and said, "I love it almost every time."
"I think I'm going to like it too."
She said, "I knew you would want to since the very first time we met. Whether you know it or not, you have a look that you can't hide. I have that same look. So does Karen. Let me clean you out; need to make you fresh."
She put body wash into her bare hand and brought it between my legs and started cleaning my pussy.
I said, "That feels so good."
"I know, but I'm doing it to clean you, try to compose yourself."
I said, "I want to clean you too."
I grabbed the body wash and together we washed each other. My fingers slid inside her and hers inside me. It was hard not to get turned on. Mae reached over and grabbed a shower wand from the shower wall. She turned a nozzle and low pressure water started to spray from it. Whether by design or not, it was perfectly shaped to fit inside a pussy, and into my pussy is where Mae put it. It was unusually exhilarating to feel the wand spray inside me. I looked down and could see small blotches of cum hit the shower floor. We really had done a decent job of transferring cum from her to me.
She handed me the wand and I returned the favor. I was amazed as the wand penetrated deep inside her while huge globs of cum hit the floor. She was not wrong when she said that she wanted her pussy to be a reservoir of cum. And, it was quite obvious that I had only scratched the surface when I harvested cum from her as a volume was still deep inside her.
Our bodies were cleaned and she grabbed some towels. Still in the shower she used the first towel to dry me. She got down low and started drying my legs and she rubbed her hands over my patch of pubic hair. She said, "You really need to get rid of that. Guys like smooth pussies. And with a young girl like you they
really
like smooth pussies. I guess I should have asked you first before offering the shave, but I have a feeling you won't mind, especially in exchange for a grand."
I assured her I was okay with it and reached across to touch her smooth pussy. The previous week I had felt slight stubble, but she was baby smooth now. "I like the way your pussy feels. And, I've been smooth before."
We got out of the shower and she grabbed a robe and put it on herself. She did not give one to me. She said, "You don't need a robe. You are going to answer the door just the way you are. You are not going to hide anything from them. They need to see what they're going to get, and they will like it. Now, let's go fix your make-up. You need to look as beautiful as possible. You're already beautiful, just add some accents."
We went to her master bathroom and she pulled out some make up. I picked out some foundation, eyeliner and lipstick and quickly painted my face. Mae suggested some mouthwash and I quickly gargled and swallowed the breath freshener for good measure.
As I leaned into the mirror she stood beside me. Her hand went to my ass and down my crack. I spread my legs slightly and said, "Touch me." As I adjusted my make-up her hand found its way to my pussy. She rubbed my pussy and said, "You are so wet!"
I said, "I'm so excited". And then I thought, "Oh shit, I'm not going to go home tonight. I have to call my parents." She directed me to a phone in her bedroom. She said, "I'll be right back," leaving me alone in the bedroom.
I sat on the edge of the bed and dialed my parents' number.
My mom answered the phone. Mae returned. She had a bottle of Gatorade in her hand. But as soon as Mae realized my mom was on the other end she practically dove onto me. She spread my legs and proceeded to eat my pussy. I wasn't ready for it, but I wouldn't deny Mae either. I told my mom that I was still at Mae's, but I had been drinking. The rule with my parents was it was better to admit that I had been drinking instead of trying to drive home. I told her that Mae was going to be alone that night because her husband had gone to Sacramento. My mom continued to talk but I didn't hear a word she was saying as Mae delighted my clit. Finally, the call ended. I put the phone down and said, "You're evil!"
Mae stopped eating my pussy and climbed off the bed. She reached for the Gatorade and handed it to me. She said, "A slut's best friend. You should drink some of this right after sex. Ok, we didn't just have the kind of sex that you usually have, but we did have sex and your pussy is soaking wet. But if you don't rehydrate after or during sex the first thing to dry up is your pussy. A guy will accept a pussy with gel, but they prefer a pussy that is naturally wet. And if you stay wet naturally, your pussy will never get tired. So drink up before he gets here." I opened the bottle and drank about half the bottle. As I was ready to drink more, the doorbell rang.
Immediately we jumped up. I ran to the bathroom to double check how I looked. My heart was pounding. My blind date had arrived.
Mae said, "Go answer the door, I will strip the other bed. Use that guest room. And have fun!"
We separated from each other and I walked to the front door. I opened the door and stood behind it and peeked my head around the door. I immediately smiled and he smiled back. I said, "Hi, hurry inside!" He walked in and I closed the door behind him. I stood before a total stranger completely naked and I didn't care. He looked to be almost 40. He was about to be not only my first black cock, but he was also to be the second oldest guy that I had ever fucked.
I quickly spun around for him and said, "I hope you like what you see!" He said, "Damn, you're hot." I said, "Let's break the ice quickly, kiss me." He was nearly a foot taller than me and I stood on my tip toes. He brought his mouth down to mine and our mouths opened together. We stood there together like this and then he pushed me up against the wall. When he did, I stopped kissing long enough to say, "Yes!" and our lips locked again.
He grabbed my bare ass and lifted me from the ground and I wrapped my legs around him. He reached under my ass and his fingers hit pay-dirt finding their way to my waiting love hole. His fingers started rubbing my clit and I said, "Oh God, the bedroom." He immediately lowered me to the ground. I grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the waiting love chamber. We went inside and didn't bother closing the door.
Once in the room I realized this room also had mirrors hanging on the walls the same as the first. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of hundred dollar bills. I thought to myself, 'This is really going to happen.' I pointed to the dresser and told him to put it there. I walked over to him and proceeded to unbutton his shirt. He slipped it off. He wasn't buffed, but he wasn't in bad shape either. He stepped out of his shoes and as he did, I pried at his pants to open them. I pulled them down and he stepped out of them, leaving only his boxer shorts. I could already see his cock bulging through them and I pulled them down revealing what I wanted to see, my first black cock.
I took his cock into my hand and I tugged on it. He was not only long, but also very thick. I said, "You're beautiful."
He said, "You really have never fucked for money?"
"No, and I have never been fucked by a black guy."
We climbed onto the bed together. He lay on his back. I knew not only what I had to do, but what I wanted to do. I climbed onto him to sixty-nine and the show started. He pulled my pussy to his mouth and buried his face and as he did I stretched my mouth wide and brought his cock into my mouth. I glanced over at the mirror alongside the bed. I watched myself put this stranger's cock inside my mouth for the first time. I never wanted to suck a cock so badly. I started stroking him fiercely as I sucked his cock. Part of me wanted him to cum inside my mouth, but I knew that might delay the real show.
As he ate me he commented how fresh I tasted. He seemed to like his investment. He kept twirling his tongue all over my pussy and without much effort I enjoyed an orgasm. I felt my pussy walls get flushed as I squirted. He said, "Wow, you're not faking it are you?"
I said, "I can't take it anymore. Fuck me!"
