Michael Alan - From Virgin to He-Whore - The Butterfly Effect

Her client was accompanied by his de facto partner. She was very attractive but at least 20 years younger than him.

After dinner we caught a taxi back to her hotel and I assumed that was to be the end of the evening. However, she said she’d like to extend the booking and asked me up to her apartment.

When I entered her room, her mood changed dramatically. Gone was the firm exterior and suddenly the gooey soft interior was running free.

She complimented me on my demeanor at dinner and was impressed by my worldly-wisdom and said I’d helped satisfy all her business needs. She asked me if I’d now be willing to satisfy her ‘other’ needs?

As a male escort, she knew her question to me was rhetorical!

She didn’t wait for my answer – my smile did that!

She started undressing me, peeling off my tie, coat and shirt. I then took off my shoes and then as she raised her arms I peeled her dress over her head. I then moved behind her and undid her bra and slid her panties down to her ankles, she kicked off her shoes and panties with the same movement and stood there naked before me. She then moved toward me and undid my belt and the fly on my trousers and slid them and my jocks down to the floor together.

My cock was already semi-erect as it bounced free from my jocks as she removed them. She smiled broadly at the sight of my cock and grabbed it with both hands pulling me close to her and pressing her breasts against my chest.

Her expensive perfume filled my nostrils and her flesh felt like satin against mine. As our bodies melted together, she pressed her lips against mine and gave me a kiss that tingled my spine. This kind of intimacy always got my juices flowing and I could feel my cock filling with blood, expanding and edging upwards against her tummy. She eased her grip on my cock and placed both hands around my balls and pressed her body even tighter against mine.

“Will you fuck me know?” she whispered in my ear.

Again, the question was rhetorical!

I took her hand and we walked to the bedroom. She dimmed the lights and turned on some soft music with a remote control next to her bed. She then smiled at me as she laid down on the bed and opened herself to me.

As she was preparing the ambiance in the room, I’d slipped on a condom. I moved onto the bed and starting kissing and applying passionate oral kindness to every inch of her cunt.

She responded instinctively and immediately to this adoring attention and began to sigh and moan with feminine concord.

I continued my adoration to her charming yoni and began an internal massage on her g-spot.

She became still and I could tell she was concentrating every ounce of her being to absorb the exquisite attention she was receiving. I continued her yoni massage, utilizing my oral and tactile skills. Gradually her hips began a slow rhythmic dance, which intensified and quickened in synchronicity with my attention to her yoni.

I knew from her vaginal responses when she was about to orgasm and with my hand still massaging her g-spot I moved up and kissed her passionately on her lips.

She came in a rush and let out that deep, innate, orgasmic female groan that would always engulfed my every sense.

While she continued to pulse, I slid my cock into her warm cunt and remained still inside her as her wave of bliss continued. As her ‘waves’ widened, I began to slowly pulsate the hood of my cock against her g-spot and tenderly massaged her clitoris with my thumb.

She began to weep as her bliss reignited. Her nipples became fully erect and her face flushed.

I continued fucking her till I could feel her energy gradually subside and then again laid still inside her.

As she slowly opened her eyes I kissed her forehead, then her eyelids and then softly kissed her on the lips.

She began to beam with a beautiful smile filling her face and thanked me, twice.

“That was amazing, Michael!”

I laid on top of her with my weight on my elbows and we stayed like this for some time, till she became fully aware. I then slowly eased my cock from inside her and laid next to her.

By now it was nearing midnight and I had a busy day ahead, with two escort jobs and some training for a half marathon event I was entering, so made my apologies. She paid me handsomely and assured me she would be making contact again.

I saw Preea almost every second night for the remainder of the two weeks she was in Brisbane and we became very good friends. I have always been attracted to intelligent women and although I knew there would never be a relationship between us, I was highly attracted to her and enjoyed every moment I spent with her.

We stayed in contact for a few years after that but gradually contact stopped as we both moved into other relationships.

I felt Patty’s business options were limited but they did generate plenty of easy sex work. So, I decided that if she was happy to use me on the occasions I was available then I’d continue with her. It was obvious that Robyn’s business proposal needed the highest priority and her business bookings would obviously coordinate with my membership of the ‘collective’. I suspected they wouldn’t be that frequent so I could still operate my own business easily as I could decide whether to accept a booking given Robyn’s promise of a two -week window.

The only other decision was whether to continue working for Channel 7. I now had the potential to make more than enough income purely from my erotic activities. However, nothing was ‘set in stone’, so I decided to wait six months and decide then.

One thing was certain…. I had no time for a social life!

Charli rang me the following day and said her friend’s maiden name was Sue Thompson and she would love to catch up. I immediately recognized Sue’s name. Although not one of my maths students at the college, I had remembered her as one of the boarders at the college who Janice had involved in our extra-curricular sessions. Sue had returned a few times for the special sessions Janice arranged for a select few girls and that’s why she stood out in my memory.

I told Charli that I had lunch free, if it was convenient and it was agreed we’d meet at a cafe that day.

When I saw Sue, I immediately recognized her face. She hadn’t changed much, just more developed and very shapely. It seemed Sue was divorced and had taken up modeling on the Gold Coast and occasionally worked for Charli. Sue immediately wrapped her arms around me, as if we were long lost lovers and kissed me square on the lips with a lingering kiss. I was a little stunned as in my eyes she was still my student.

Within a half hour of chat, my perceptions of Sue had changed totally. I no longer saw her as a teenage girl, but recognized the very mature adult woman she now was.

She asked me whether I was aware that every girl in the college wanted to fuck me? “You were the subject of many midnight wet-dreams, Michael, did you realise that?” I smiled and deferred comment. I had been aware that girls were keen on me. They were too young and sexually unsophisticated to feign pretenses and it was patently obvious. But I hadn’t realized that these fantasies were so intense.

“I returned to your special sex ed classes many times hoping that during your erection lessons, you might have chosen one of us, and in particular me, to share your amazing tool.” Her laughing admission made both Charli and I laugh too.

I sensed that Sue wasn’t aware of the ‘sexual commune’ that had brought Charli and myself together. As the girls were about to leave to return to work, Sue asked if I’d like to join her for dinner at her place that night, “To reminisce.” She casually added, “Would you like to come too Charli?” Charli thanked her but declined, which I could see was a relief for Sue.