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

Robyn had hit on a good idea with the jewelry and she knew it. I could see her smiles from across the room as I played my part in entertaining her guests.

These women were usually in their 20’s and 30’s and either single or recently married young women. At this age, women are usually quite conservative in their sexuality and have been accustomed to being pursued. Most women don’t discover their innate erotic desires until their late 30’s and 40’s, so it was always a challenge to find the ‘erotic triggers’ for these groups.

Robyn and I would often meet to discuss varying ideas to ensure the entertainment would be suitable for these groups. I would often suggest an idea that I had discovered from many of the friendly ladies at Patty’s parties. Although Patty’s groups mainly consisted of middle-aged women, there were always a good percentage of young women who provided great ideas for some of the popular tricks I could use at Robyn’s events.

One form of entertainment that seemed to please all age groups was surprisingly, linedancing. The popular concept of linedancing as a repetitive, slow and boring dance was quickly shattered when I took groups of women through a routine set to a popular rock song of the era.

I’d dress in my leather cowboy chaps, cowboy hat and bandana.

As part of the entertainment, I’d appear firing imitation guns to get everyone’s attention and then do the linedance in full with my ‘guns’ dangling as I danced. It always got a great reception at every party.

After the partygoers had seen how ‘modern’ the moves were, I’d invite them all to line up in front of me and I’d take them through a basic routine and mirror all moves so that I could face everyone as I taught the dance. This also, added much mirth to the instructional steps as my ‘pistol and ammo’ bounced in tune with each step.

At the end of the evening, I’d do my trademark linedance routine to finish with both guns blazing as I shot my ‘groin gun’ at my audience.

Everyone saw linedancing from a totally different perspective after my routine.

So, with our combined ideas Robyn and I always managed to produce a great show for her parties.

Once a group of women realized I was having as much fun as them and offered them carte blanche permission to explore any fantasy with my body during Robyn’s more intimate parties, it was amazing how liberated and erotically extreme women would become.

I had developed a performance routine at all parties to entertain women, not just with my body, but with my sense of humour. I had learnt from Patty how much more sexually liberated women become when we are laughing, both at each other and their normally unexploited and outrageous sexual energy.

Sexual hunger is the one factor all humans have in common and by demonstrating my own uninhibited eroticism and establishing a safe space for them to release their own sexual desires with me, the party really moved into top gear.

My admiration for women in general grew from these parties, as no one ever treated me with disrespect or abused my intimate open-invitation offers. I believe that Toni’s early training of me as a naïve young man and then my ‘hypnotic’ stripping performances, followed by my experience of sexually educating young women at the convent college instilled in me a basic confidence with my body. This comfort at utilizing my nakedness to educate and entertain females, young and old, gave me the assurance to share this fun and at the same time be ‘one’ with women.

I’d often experience ‘out-of-body’ sensations at many of these parties. I could feel myself performing and relishing the joyful faces gathered around me and at the same time be amongst these same women, laughing, lusting, pointing and joking amongst them, at the outrageous, happy, horny performer.

Similar to Patty’s talents at encouraging women to ‘let go’, Robyn has a similar technique with her guests. As the managing director and owner of the business, she held a powerful influence over these groups of women. As she let her hair down, so did they! She would encouraged everyone to take as much liberty with my body as their fantasies allowed and I joined her enthusiastic encouragement by often taking a guest by her hands and sharing an erotic comment or two as she became VERY familiar with my body.

Cock sucking, not surprisingly with the attraction of my sparkling jewelry, was always popular. I’d often have two or three women gathering to take their turn to fill their mouths full of as much of my cock as they could swallow. There were always at least one or two alpha females at every party who took pride in taking every last inch of my cock down their throats, to a chorus of cheers and erotic comments. Plus, there were always many different ‘condiments’ used to add some tang to my man-meat. Champagne was always popular, but occasionally some honey or whipped cream would be slathered over the tip of my cock to ‘make the medicine go down’.

The one performance I was always called upon to perform was my ‘hothead’ ejaculation. This trick was usually the number one request I’d get when booking a party with Patty or on my own. The party host or the special guest was usually signaled out to receive the shower of cum or to have the ‘honour’ of directing my cock in the direction of her choice, usually at her bridesmaids or close friends.

At Robyn’s weekend events, I’d do this performance once or twice a day, depending on the schedule of entertainment she had programmed. Robyn usually offered the position of ‘ejaculation assistant’ to her most prized guest.

Over these weekend events, it became normal practice for me to fuck a couple of women every day as well as perform the many simulated sex scenes and explosive ejaculation highlight for guests during my evening performances. In addition, I’d be booked for a minimum of three to four yoni massage sessions, one or two of which would require ‘full service’ and count in that daily fucking tally.

I had complete control over my arousal and never blew my wad until required, so never had any problem completing my ‘assignments’.

During my whole whoring career I never underestimated that tender moment for each woman as she prepared herself emotionally and fully exposed her most prized possession in her nervous hope of exquisite pleasure.

I believe my sensitivity toward each woman in these situations, partly explained why my escort appointments included so many regular clients.

Although I’d like to boast that I always satisfied EVERY client, it wouldn’t be true. Some women were unable to climax in these circumstances and I understood the many and varied reasons for these personal issues. Sometimes, the physicality of my cock and her cunt just didn’t match. Overweight women were sometimes difficult to satisfy. Their size and lack of flexibility made positioning of my cock to their sensitive areas almost impossible for a vaginal orgasm, but they could usually manage a clitoral climax. However, I always had a 100 percent success rate for multiple vaginal and clitoral orgasms for every client during yoni massage sessions.

Although these weekends were always an exhausting orgy of sex for me, they were an amazing amount of fun and I always looked forward to them. I met a myriad array of personalities and had some extraordinary conversations with many of these women. However, I’d also always need a few days of ‘rest and recuperation’ afterwards.

Robyn and I gradually formed a very close friendship. There was an ‘understanding’ between us that this was a business arrangement, as well as a sexual friendship, but would never develop into anything deeper. She valued my sexual capabilities but when she became aware of my Doctorate qualifications, she was totally surprised. She had never had recourse to enquire about my academic qualifications… after all what could a Doctorate in Pure Mathematics offer her and her clients?