Phone call received at about a quarter past 5, from one of my better clients.
“Would you be willing to come treat one of your favorite clients?”
“What did you have in mind?”
“A quickie blowjob.”
“You want me to come blow you? Now?”
“Yes.”
I normally don’t do 30 minute appointments, or short-notice assignations at all, for that matter. Sometimes, if one is in the right mood, however, exceptions can be made.
“Where are you?”
“At work, getting ready to leave in a few minutes. I want you to meet me at my car.”
“You want me to blow you in your car? In your parking lot?”
“Yes.”
—silence—
“You’re a whore, aren’t you? That’s what whores do, isn’t it?”
“I suppose so. How much is it worth to you?”
He gives me a figure that is less than half my hourly rate for him for a full service appointment. I think, for a half second.
“I’ll be there in about five minutes.”
“I’ll be in my car waiting.”
I drive about five minutes westward on Market Street to a non-descript parking lot next to an unassuming building.
I park my car next to his, against a wall. There are people on their way out of the building, scurrying around, looking for cars, walking to the bus stop, headed home for the day one presumes.
I get out and walk around to the passenger side of his car. I’m wearing sweats, only slightly out of place. His car has tinted windows, and there are no cars near it, so it seems safe. Not that I care.
I open the door and climb in.
“Hey.”
I reach over and unzip his fly, reach into his shorts and pull his cock out, giving him a handjob to get him hard. It only takes a couple of seconds. He adjusts his position so I have better access.
I put my head in his lap, close my lips around his engorged cock and begin bobbing up and down on him. The scent of a cock that has been in a gentleman’s pants all day is much different, much more…musky than one that’s been freshly washed in anticipation of penetrating me.
He’s quite obviously aroused at the proposition of being blown where he might get caught (though in reality, there’s little real chance of that. Wait, does the parking lot have surveillance cameras?). I quickly manage to relax my throat and get all of him in my mouth.
I sense his breathing increase. I’ve trained him not to tell me when he’s about to cum. I tell them I don’t want them to interrupt the stream of consciousness they experience with the buildup of their orgasm by having to remind themselves to tell me they’re cumming. They all have tacit permission to ejaculate in my mouth whenever they see fit, if that’s what they wish to do.
After maybe five minutes of tongue teasing and throat fucking, he cums in my mouth. I catch it all, swallowing it like the good little whore I am before releasing his cock from the grasp of my lips. I go back down on him to clean the residual semen from his appendage, then he tucks himself back into his pants, zips up, and buckles his belt.
“Here you go.” He hands me two crisp, brand new $100 bills.
“Thanks. See you later.”
I get out, get back in my car, and drive the five minutes back to my apartment, the taste of cum lingering in my mouth.
Nothing will make you feel like a whore more than blowing someone in a car, in a public parking lot, and being paid for it.
I sit down at my desk, masturbate myself to an orgasm, then go back to working on the computer.
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Damn. That’s hot.
Wow!!! You might be the perfect woman. It is too bad more women aren’t as in touch with their sexuality in this way. Of course, you might be out of a job, but the world would be a happy place.
It is too bad more women aren’t as in touch with their sexuality in this way
I made the comment on Twitter last night that there’s absolutely nothing I do that any other woman couldn’t do if she chose to.
Mmmm I’ll bet it was worth every penny! There’s something very delicious and very underrated about a quickie blowjob.
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I definitely agree with you on that. I enjoy seeing how fast I can make someone cum that way.
Was the sexual excitement of the experience really worth being underpaid? I know you’re in your first year of escorting (I’ve been doing it for eight years now) and it’s all still very exciting (and of course it’s still exciting for me sometimes, and I’m not one of those women who pretend to be totally sexually detached with clients–I come at work sometimes, sometimes it’s enjoyable and interesting, almost always it’s interesting, though often not necc. in a sexual way) but this could establish a dangerous precedent with this client to undervalue you.
Was the sexual excitement of the experience really worth being underpaid?
$200 for a few minutes worth of work? I don’t see that as underpaid. In fact, for the amount of time I performed, it was likely more than I would’ve made for the same period of time had I spent an hour with him and charged him his regular hourly rate.
his could establish a dangerous precedent with this client to undervalue you.
I wouldn’t allow that to happen. I have a handful of clients with whom I have a unique relationship, such that we can play these kinds of games from time to time (the guy I see many mornings is another good example of this). Had he not been a long time regular A) he wouldn’t have dared do that, and B) I’d have shut him down as soon as he did.
And I’m actually in my second year of escorting, Caty.
I know it doesn’t seem like it’s been that long, though. 
Hey, see my reply to bbw. Didn’t mean to underrate your experience–boy, does the time fly. It seems like I was reading your flying into SF entry just yesterday.
& I hope it’s clear that I just wanted to bring up the pt., not to judge. Being a middle class escort myself, not a high end one, ($225 for the hour, $150 for the half, negotiable for several hours,actually a high rate in the boonies of Western MA, where there is no high end market and the market won’t bear a higher price–plus, even if I could look the part of a high end escort I wouldn’t want to spend all that money on femme-inine accouterments, again, not to judge or from any sour grapey reaction, it’s a personal choice for everyone) I have more volume than you, prob., and don’t get to establish a nuanced dynamic (easier to control) with all of them, so prob. I don’t understand your unique relationship, as you say.
I had the same initial reaction as Caty — under the circumstances, you should’ve tripled your rate and made him run around the parking lot with his pants off to earn the blowjob. Then I remembered that (a) it ain’t none of my business how you conduct yourself, and (b) it’s not all about the money for you, that you love the sex and the adventure and perhaps even some of the clients in some way, and that’s the reason I bother to read what you write. That and the fact that you tell it like it is for you even when someone might think it’s not correct.
BBWm see my response to Caty above.
I didn’t mean to judge her, just to ask. & I’ve certainly done quickies myself sometimes in certain circumstances when it seemed worth it to me.
$125-300 for such things in the past. But b/c sometimes, though it seemed worth it at the time, it made the client more likely to haggle in the future, and my usual response to such things 99% of the time is “I don’t negotiate”, I just wanted to bring the pt up.
As per my e-mail to you, I took no offense to it whatsoever, and understood why you brought it up.
Very hot (as always). I once got a “free” blowjob from an escort friend of mine who stopped by my office on the way from West Palm Beach to Ft. Lauderdale, and didn’t want me to pay her for the blowjob. That was fun! As is the scenario you describe.
Maybe I’m old fashioned, but I was surprised you didn’t flinch or react when he called you a “whore” and expected you to come to him on short notice.
Maybe I’m old fashioned, but I was surprised you didn’t flinch or react when he called you a “whore” and expected you to come to him on short notice.
I’ve referred to myself as a whore on many occasions, and I know he wasn’t using it as a pejorative. I don’t care if my clients call me that (or slut, hooker, etc.) so long as we both know they’re using it as an arousal tool or as a part of sex play.
Great story. I love how matter of fact he is.
It’s her time and her money. She made $200 for under ten minutes worth of work. It took you ten minutes to read this blog…how much money did you make?
And whore (or bitch, for that matter) is only derogatory if you let it be.
I’m guessing that was intended as a reply to Caty’s post (and perhaps bbw’s)?
You are right, though. The amount of money made for the time invested is hardly anything to sneeze at.
Wow, that was hot! I don’t know much about the business end, but it makes for a nice fantasy… mind if I borrow it?
I guess that depends on what you mean by “borrow.”
If you mean use it for your own fantasy purposes, then knock yourself out. Or go do it for real (with someone you trust).
Ahem. I guess I meant ‘borrow’ in terms of using it for my own personal masturbation material… Elements of things I read, my own and other people’s experiences, ideas and images all end up in my fiction, but I stay away from outright copy-cat-ism.
I’m new to this but i tell you that you write the sexiest stories!
Thank you. I think they make for sexy when they describe things that really happen. It’s hard to create something fictional and have it convey that kind of sexiness, IMO.
Wow what a great way to start my day off by reading your blog. Always puts a smile on my face. Also get me hard at work so to speak.Now if I just had $200 buck burning a hole in my jeans, I would know who to call. But than how does someone call you Alexa. Are you still in the Bay Area?
Anyway thanks for the great read.
Murt
But than how does someone call you Alexa. Are you still in the Bay Area?
You can reach me through the “Talk to Me” link at the top of the page if you’d like.
Love it….spoken like a true whore. I get it, I don’t offer half hours either but sometimes I break my own rules. Horny girls do bad things.
Rules were made to be broken, and I don’t mind breaking the occasional one with a client I know and trust.
Interesting how differently everyone works in this job. For me, getting a call (or email) like that would have resulted in the client never seeing me again. Which doesn’t mean I’m not “in touch with my sexuality” as the commenter above put it — ’cause me and my sexuality are BFFs. I don’t allow explicit calls or emails from anyone, ever, because you never know who’s listening in or reading along. Haggling my rates/time minimums? This isn’t a flea market, so don’t even try. (I can’t meet anyone short notice either, but that’s not a rule, just a reality. ;))
Which doesn’t mean I’m not “in touch with my sexuality” as the commenter above put it — ’cause me and my sexuality are BFFs.
Good (and very cogent) point.
You’re right, of course. Each of us manages our relationships with clients differently. I tend toward the PSE orientated experience with many of my clients, and as a part of that, the kind of language he used is acceptable.
And typically I don’t haggle, either. But this client and I have had discussions about our relationship, and I allow a great deal of latitude with my better clients. This is one way I keep them coming back time after time. I do take what I consider to be appropriate precautions, though. Sometimes these just don’t make it into the story line, though, because they only take a second or two and interrupt the flow of the substance of what took place. If that makes sense.
In a non-critical way I find the variety of reactions to this one interesting.
Of course, I find the fantasy incredibly erotic and arousing
But it’s interesting how some of the fellow escorts find this meeting to completely break what they view as the standard rules, whereas others see it as your business and your time… Quite curious to me as an outsider – the observation that there are no hard and fast rules for any job…
But I also find quite interesting and enjoyable the fact that you have not become jaded and bored by your chosen profession – that you are still able to find arousal even by your quick assignations, even if the intended moment is not for you.
Yet another reason I am grateful you give us these glimpses into your life miss, thank you.
But it’s interesting how some of the fellow escorts find this meeting to completely break what they view as the standard rules, whereas others see it as your business and your time
There’s a lot of that that goes on. You want to start a serious disagreement among escorts, bring up the subject of a bareback blowjob and sit back and watch.
I structure my time and client load specifically so I don’t become jaded or burnt out. If I ever get to the point where I go mechanical or lose interest in the interaction or the sexual feel of what I am doing, I’ll quit doing it.
Great blog. Next time you should do a real time play by play on twitter.
I would have completely done it, I can totally see why you did it, its nice to break your rules sometimes & do something really spontaneous plus an unexpected $200 is always a bonus…..
A very hot read………
Lately life has me in a stressed out, workaholic state where there aren’t many things that get my motor running. But this blog did, for whatever reason. Thanks!