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When I went to college at the tender age of 18, I expected a life of
drinking, non-stop partying and, of course, an endless stream of willing
female company. And for the first 6 months that is exactly what I got -
until my student loan ran out, at which point I realised that I still had
another 18 long months to support myself financially.
My parents weren't in a position to help me out so I had to come up with a
scheme - and fast!
One night, I found myself sitting in the student bar staring dolefully
into my half-empty pint glass when I was inetrrupted by a familiar voice.
"What's up Nick ? Sitting with your mates I see!"
It was Jeff, a friend of mine - we had met up in Physics and hit it off
from the start as we shared the same sense of humour and a taste for women
and alcohol.
"I'm up shit creek," I moaned, "my student loan is gone and I still have
to get through the next 18 months."
"So get a job, moron," Jeff helpfully suggested.
The thought of washing dishes in a grotty restaurant made me want to puke,
and most of the other jobs open to students were just slave labour by a
different name. Besides, I was kind of averse to any sort of hard work -it
made me break out in a cold sweat.
I shared my thoughts with Jeff and he started laughing.
"What's so funny ?" I asked dejectedly.
"You," said Jeff, "you have no imagination. There are other kinds of jobs
out there for the likes of us," he added.
"What kind of jobs?" I enquired.
"Jobs which don't require much effort my friend," he replied.
Jeff went on to explain that he had just been introduced to a company
called "Moonlight Introductions" - an escort agency which, amongst other
things, provided male company to lonely older women. Not just any male
company, but young student-type male company.
I was more than interested - after all, what could be better than screwing
loads of women and getting paid for it - my kind of job!
Jeff explained how it worked and that I would get anywhere from ?25 to
?100 a time depending on what the women wanted. Some just wanted a no-
frills sex session whereas others expected to be escorted to dinner or the
theatre first.
Jeff gave me a slip of paper with a scribbled phone number on it.
"Here, give Bruno a call," offered Jeff, "he owns Mooonlight Intros"
"Tell him I sent you but make sure you don't mess him about," warned Jeff,
"he doesn't take kindly to people wasting his time."
I was too busy daydreaming to dwell on Jeff's guarded warning about Bruno
though.
At this point, I need to mention that one of the reasons for my success
with women was my pretty-boy looks and slim figure which seemed to attract
the girls more than my more masculine friends. I also had long, blonde
hair which I wore in a ponytail, a style which students seem to get away
with these days.
But none of this crossed my mind when I called Bruno at the agency the
following day.
Bruno had a gruff voice and Jeff's warning flashed across my mind, albeit
briefly. I was asked a few questions including if I had any sexual limits.
"Absolutely none," I boastfully exclaimed, "Point me towards your clients
and I'll make sure they are satisfied!"
"Really....." Bruno snorted.
He asked me my height, weight and whether I was muscly or "weedy" as he
put it. I had to admit that I was "weedy" but that women found me
"pretty." I'm still not sure why I used that foppish word.
Bruno didn't sound impressed and curtailed my interview by growling that
he had nothing for me at the moment and that I should check back in a
week's time.
I kicked myself for not conducting myself better and realised that I had
probably been a little arrogant. I vowed to redeem myself the following
week.
The week dragged slowly by as I could only afford a few pints in the
student bar each day and I had also realised that the girls were no longer
interested now that my money had run out. I had been quite stupid and
naive really.
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The following week I called Bruno again. He started to tell me that there
was still nothing for me but I interrupted him. "Come on Bruno, "I said,
"you must have something, anything - I'm really desperate for some cash !"
"How desperate?" asked Bruno, obviously annoyed at being interrupted by a
mere teenager.
"REALLY desperate," I whined.
"Well there is one client available but only because my special girl isn't
around at the moment, you could take that if you really need the money,"
offered Bruno. "But if you muck this up then I'll cut out your heart and
feed it to my dogs," he threatened.
"What do you mean - special girl?" I asked, "I'm not a girl!"
"If you want ?200 cash in hand then you'll have to be a girl for a night,"
said Bruno, "you said you were a pretty boy, so you should have no
problem."
"But I'm not gay!" I protested.
"You don't have to have sex with the clients," said Bruno, "I'm not
running a brothel, you know!" Bruno's voice began to rise and I could
sense him getting angrier with me.
"Look," he continued in a kinder tone, "come round to the agency at 6pm on
Friday night and I'll have my receptionist sort you out - yes or no?"
I really needed the money and ?200 would keep me in beer and girls for
weeks. And nobody needed to find out after all. I had already convinced
myself to take the job without realising it.
Jeff's warning not to cross Bruno rang in my ears and I began to realise
that I was really attached to my bodyparts and didn't want to end up as
dog food. But, I needed the money so I agreed to meet his client.
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Friday night came round before I knew it and I found myself ringing the
buzzer to the Moonlight Introductions agency door which was located in a
seedier part of town. Bruno might have said it wasn't a brothel but it
could easily have been mistaken for one !
"Who is it?" a female voice purred.
"It's Nick, I was told to ask for ......" But my voice was cut short as a
clunk indicated that the door had been buzzed open.
I wandered into the dimly lit corridor and was met by a tall, stunning
brunette who introduced herself as Kim; I assumed she was the
receptionist. She had long curly hair which rested on her delicate
shoulders and was wearing seamed stockings beneath a skintight black silk
mini-skirt. Her white blouse was unbuttoned to reveal a heaving bosom that
just had to measure a 42DD or more. I felt the stirrings of an
erection.....
Kim led the way into a back room which contained a dressing table covered
in an assortment of cosmetics, a wardrobe bursting with clothing and a
wide mirror.
The realisation of what I had agreed to suddenly kicked me in the stomach
and I began to panic.
"Ok, take your clothes off," said Kim, making me even more uncomfortable,
if that was at all possible.
I gawped back at her open-mouthed, "But...Bruno never said...." I started
before being interrupted by Kim once again.
"Look, either you do what I say or I'll call Bruno and tell him that he's
got a time-waster on his hands," said Kim impatiently. "Bruno doesn't like
timewasters," she finished.
Jeff's warning loomed into my head again and I soon found myself disrobed
in front of Kim.
She glanced at my semi-aroused penis and smirked. "Excited at being
dressed up are we?" teased Kim.
"No, I'm only doing this for the money - and I'm not gay!!" I protested.
But Kim just ignored me. She started by covering my body in a white paste
and then sent me to the shower to wash it off. To my alarm, all my body
hair, apart from a small pubic triangle, also disappeared down the
plughole with the residue.
"Hurry up," Kim demanded, "we haven't got all night."
I quickly towelled myself dry and sat at the chair that Kim pushed towards
me, my skin tingling yet strangely refreshed. She started to pluck my
eyebrows ignoring my squeals of protest. Next, foundation, mascara, eye-
shadow and a dusky pink lipstick were applied to my face. I glanced into
the mirror and for the second time felt the stirrings of an erection but
this time it wasn't Kim that was causing it. It was the sight of a pretty
blonde staring back that caused the commotion !
Kim released my hair from it's ponytail and brushed it straight. She took
a piar of scissors and shaped my blonde hair into a bob which just touched
my shoulders.
A pair of false nails and pink varnish were added to complete the look.
I couldn't believe the transformation - I actually looked like a girl from
the neck upwards anyway!
"Time to get dressed now," said Kim. She laid out some clothes on the
floor for me to put on.
A black, silk corset and matching black stockings and a pair of lacey
panties to start with. Then a black silk pencil skirt and a pink bustier
top to go over my sexy underwear. Finally a pair of 4 inch black patent
leather stilettoes were added to the pile.
Kim helped me into the corset, adding a pair of 36C false breasts to pad
out the cups.
The transformation was stunning ! I looked every inch a sexy girl - and
even though I had never known that this kind of thing existed, I was
extremely excited and aroused.
I spent the next 15 minutes practising how to walk (or should I say
hobble) in the high heels. The tight skirt ensured that I minced along
with my arse swaying from side to side.
"Ok," said Kim, "you're ready to meet Mr Marcus now."
That brought me back down to earth again. Kim must have noticed the
worried look on my face. She explained that Mr Marcus was very nice, a
personal friend of Bruno, and that he wouldn't make me do anything I
didn't want to. Although if I did offer any extras then I would be
handsomely rewarded.
I decided that I wouldn't be offering any extras - no matter what was on
offer !
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Kim drove me across town to a luxury apartment complex and dropped me off.
"I'll pick you up when you're done - just give me a call - penthouse
suite!" she shouted as the car disappeared around the corner.
I was left holding a piece of paper with Kim's number on it which I
stuffed inside the clutch purse that went with my outfit.
I pressed the buzzer to the penthouse suite and waited. "Come on up," said
a voice and the entrance door swung open.
I clipped across the marble tiles toward the lift, my heart racing - what
the hell had I let myself in for! I kept thinking about the money - I'm
not gay, this is just a job - nobody will ever know I convinced myself.
I'll just tell Jeff that I had a date with a gorgeous girl if he asks.
The lift door opened and I stepped into the penthouse suite. It was softly
lit and revealed a table full of food items and bottles of wine. Next to
it stood a huge black man wearing a white tuxedo which contrasted with his
ebony skin. He was very handsome and I found myself smiling coyly at him.
"Hello, I'm Marcus, you must be Nicky," he said.
I thought about correcting his pronunciation of my name but decided that
as I looked so feminine, I should at least act feminine. After all, it
would be paying my wages.
My mind raced ahead again - we'll have dinner, make small talk and then
I'll make my excuses and leave I decided.
Marcus was every inch the charmer though. He complimented my good looks
and I found myself thanking him as any other woman would. He poured me a
glass of white wine and we made small talk.
Marcus was a self-made multi-millionaire - involved in the arms trade. He
didn't have time to go out and meet "girls" so used Bruno's agency to
supply him.
"I must say," he said, "Bruno has outdone himself this time - you are
gorgeous."
I smiled again and thanked Marcus for his kind words.
After a few more glasses of wine I found myself sat next to Marcus on a
large red leather couch. His thigh was pressed against mine and I was sure
he could feel the suspender clasp beneath my tight skirt digging into him.
I was shocked to find his hand had snaked it's way around the back of my
shoulders and was now gently stroking the left side of my neck. But I
didn't move away .....
The combination of the sexy silk underwear and tight corset with the wine
had taken away my inhibitions and for the third time I felt the stirrings
of an erection.
Marcus whispered into my ear, "I'd like you to stay the night Nicky" as
his other hand began to stroke and squeeze my leg.
"I'm not really a girl!" I blurted out, unsure how to handle this latest
dilemma.
Marcus looked at me and said, "You are tonight." I caught my reflection in
the glass coffee table and had to agree.
"I'll compensate you well if you stay over" he added.
Again, my head was in turmoil. I'd never had sex with a man before and the
prospect of having a cock in my arse scared me to death. But, I made a
split-second decision that my conscience would let me suck him off if I
had to as that wasn't as bad as being penetrated. Already, my morals were
beginning to ebb away.
"Ok," I murmured, and before I knew it we were in the bedroom of the
apartment.
I reached the edge of the bed and turned just as Marcus pulled me to him
and placed his lips on mine, his tongue invading my mouth. I was surprised
but at the same time turned on - a lot.
He unhooked my skirt, lowered the zipper and let it slide to the floor,
the cool air caressed my stocking-clad legs and pantied arse. Next, my
bustier was unzipped and removed.
Marcus pushed his crotch into mine and I knew what he wanted.
I sunk to my knees and unzipped his trousers to reveal his huge, black
cock - it must have been at least 10 inches in length and I could hardly
fit my hand around it's girth. I began to regret my decision to suck him
off - this was not going to be easy.
Globules of pre-cumm had gathered around his slit. Plucking up all the
courage I could, I slowly wrapped my pink lips around his shaft. My tongue
swirled around the tip, greedily swallowing the pre-cum - it tasted salty
but not as terrible as I had imagined. I began to bob up and down
swallowing as much of his hardening cock as possible. Marcus began to pump
my mouth, his strong hands holding the back of my head. My cheeks ached
and I gagged as he fucked my throat. My fingers dug into his arse cheeks
which spurred him on and before I knew it his cock unloaded wave after
wave of hot spunk into my mouth. I instinctively tried to swallow but
there was too much and it oozed down the sides of my mouth dripping onto
my chin. His cock spasmed as the last drops emptied into me. I kept on
sucking and licking until his cock was clean and glidtened with my saliva.
"Wow!" he exclaimed, "that was the best blowjob I've ever had."
I had never sucked a man's cock before and took this as a compliment. I
suddenly realised that I enjoyed being a woman and the taste of cock was
something I could definitely get used to.
I sat back on the edge of the bed, my legs all wobbly.
Marcus surprised me and pushed me backwards. He knelt between my silky
legs and took my semi-hard penis in his mouth, sucking and licking. As I
was about to cum he wrapped his hand around my member and jerked me off
over my tummy and corset. He took his finger and scooped up my cum and
placed it in my mouth - I greedily licked his fingers clean. My own cum
wasn't much different in taste but was more runny.
Marcus took the last fingerful of my cum and probed my brown hole. I began
to pull away - this wasn't on the menu - but his other hand pulled me back
by my ankles. I gave in too easily - my first date and I was already
acting like a whore.
My legs were bent up, and I held them back while Marcus eased his thick
finger into my virgin hole. My high heels pointed toward the ceiling and
my heart was pumping so quickly I thought I would burst.
His finger opened me up and I felt myself relax - the feeling was very
nice as he slid in and out, lubricated by my own juices. I felt my hole
getting stretched further as he introduced another finger and continued to
finger-fuck me. I moaned like a woman and pushed my hips towards him.
"You like that don't you Nicky," he breathed.
"Ooooh yes, that feels so good," I murmured.
Marcus removed his fingers and stood up - I knew what was coming (excuse
the pun). He gripped his big black beast and pushed against my hole - I
could feel my arse stretching, wider and wider. It began to hurt and I
cried out as his cockhead sunk into my backdoor. He rested whilst the pain
subsided, then began to push deeper. I felt so full of cock and my stomach
churned. Soon Marcus was pumping in and out of me and I was moaning like a
real slut. His balls slapped against my arse cheeks as I was fucked. He
pumped quicker and harder, and he was now pushing my legs back as far as
they would go so that he could penetrate me as far as possible.
I could feel my own cock, rock hard against my tummy as I was violated.
This was the best sex I had ever experienced.
Marcus increased the speed and force of his strokes and pummelled my arse
relentlessly.
Marcus began to grunt loudly and I felt his muscles twitch before one last
violent push and he unloaded his sticky semen into my arse. He withdrew
slowly and I felt his cum dribble down my arse cheeks onto the bed.
We were both exhausted and my hole felt quite sore.
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When we had both recovered, I got dressed and we shared a final glass of
wine and small talk before I called Kim to collect me.
As I was leaving, Marcus handed me an envelope and thanked me for a
wonderful evening. I thanked him for the same and hobbled down the
corridoor.
My arse was still aching as I sat in the back of the car. Kim smiled at me
- she must have guessed what had happened.
Back at the agency Kim helped me out of my female attire pausing to take
note of my slack ringpiece which still hadn't recovered from the arse-
fucking it had received. Outwardly, apart from my plucked eyebrows, nobody
could tell that until an hour ago I had been a dirty transvestite slut.
I looked into the envelope and saw a wad of ?50 notes - ?500 in total ! I
was stunned - and I had enjoyed it !
I looked at Kim and she explained that there were plenty of clients like
Mr Marcus and that Bruno would be in touch.
Kim took out ?50 for the agency and let me keep the rest.
I went back to my digs feeling very pleased with myself - and much richer
than I imagined. Although I don't think I'll be spending it on women
anymore - I now have a taste for something entirely different.
PART 2 to follow Nicky gets invited to Mr Marcus' birthday party and
discovers a secret about Jeff and Kim.
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