Chapter 9
Miranda
I reserve Fridays and Saturdays for my escorting taking Sundays and Monday’s off. But here I am called in tonight. One of the girls called in sick and the management begged me to fill in for her. They sweetened the deal by saying they would not charge me the normal stage fee that I normally pay.
I will dance three sets tonight, fuck a couple men in the private rooms and call it a night. I can use the extra cash to splurge and buy a hideously expensive hand bag I have had my eye on and the matching fuck me pump shoes.
Honestly, I love being in front of the bright lights stripping naked and arousing the men in the club. It feels marvelous to be so desired. To be sexually propositioned nightly. I love the hunger on the faces of the men I fuck in the back room.
The fact that I pull in twenty five hundred dollars a night is icing on the cake coupled with the ten grand I make on the weekends. That earns me 650K per year now that I am established.
I am thinking that at the end of this year, I will give up the stripping and backroom sex and just do escorting four nights a week. At 10K per week, I would earn about 520K per year
I could retire rich at 40 years old and never work again unless I want to. I have to admit that I love escorting. The attention the men give me is beyond anything else I have ever experienced. It feels heavenly to be so desired and completely devoured by their lust for me.
I am dressed in a black miniskirt with black thigh high stockings with black platform fuck me pump shoes. My top is a brown leather half vest that is wide open in front. I will turn heads as I make my way into the club from my Mersedes 550SL.
Jack
With the Gentlemen’s club only three blocks away, I decide to walk to the club. That way if I have a little too much to drink, I can simply walk home. Or if I am tanked, I can take a taxi.
There is a stunning young black women dancing around the pole up on the stage. She has a body that men used to refer to as “built like a brick shithouse.”
When she stoops down and spreads her knees, I swear that she has the pinkest gash I have ever seen. I feel my dick wiggle a little as I gaze at her nakedness. I have never been with a black woman before. I wonder if tonight might be a first.
Five minutes after she left the stage, she came into room wearing a teal colored baby doll nighty that is transparent. My eyes drank in her nakedness as she approached. “Buy a girl a drink, handsome?” she purred sexily.
“Anything you want,” I answered. “OH? We’d have to go to a back room for me to get anything I want,” she cooed seductively.
“I don’t have any cash on me,” I stammered surprised that this woman wants to take me to the back rooms that Angel told me about. “That’s okay baby, we have a card reader in the back and I am thinking that I want to do you for free,” she said.
Fuck! How could I turn down an offer like that? This woman is stunning. She could be the centerfold for any skin magazine. “Shall we get drinks first?” I ask stupidly. “No baby, I want you inside of me as quick as possible.” She answered. Now I know for sure…she plans to fuck me.
Wow, this will be almost as memorable as my first time with Angel. Not only with this black woman be my first woman of color to fuck me, she will be only the second woman I have fucked in my 25 years of life that isn’t a porn star.
“My name is Jack,” I blurted out as the young woman led me to a private room. “My stage name is Trixy,” she responded. “Nice to meet you Trixy,” I said as she directed me into a room.
The room was about 20 foot square with minimal furniture. A queen size bed and a night stand with a bowl of condoms on it and a bottle of some sort of lubricant.
“How many women have you fucked in the last month?” Trixy asked as she began to remove her sexy nightie. “One. I have only had one woman in my life since my first time 5 years ago,” I confided. “Good, we will ignore the condoms. I want to feel your cock spitting cum into my womb,” she told me.
Quickly I stripped naked and crawled onto the bed. Trixy took a few moments to suck on my cock to be sure it was fully erect. By the time she mounted my cock, I was as hard as iron. “Oh my gawd your cock feels good,” Trixy moaned gutturally as she began pounding up and down on my sex pole.
I raised my head to hungrily suck on her lovely chocolate brown breasts. I am amazed by how tight her pussy feels. I guess all that dancing tightens up her stomach and vaginal muscles.
It was about five minutes later that her head fell back and she jerked into an orgasm. Quickly, I rolled her onto her back. Draped her legs over my shoulders and began to piston into her saucy pussy savagely.
“Fuck me Jack, Fuck me Jack, Fuuuuuuuck me,” Trixy bellowed as I powered into her like a crazy man. My entire body vibrated as I pumped volley after volley of thick jizz deep into her gloriously pink pussy. “Oh my gawd no one has ever fucked me like that,” she panted while she was sucking in air.
“You are only the second woman I have ever been with and I wanted to remember it always,” I told her. “That’s so sweet,” Trixy told me. “I will cherish being your second,” she added. I still don’t count doing porn as real sex.
As I was leaving the club, I passed a woman coming into the club.
Every cell of my being felt like I knew this woman.
That she looked like someone I knew but can’t quite remember at this time.
For a moment, I almost thought I saw some recognition in her eyes as she passed.
But she just moved into the club and I left.