A real life story
A Real Life Story
A Real Life Story
My new boy friend has been encouraging me to be more bolder about telling my real life stories and experiences, so I am republishing this story. I still am very protective of my privacy - so I am writing this as an autobiographical fiction story.
This is a story about me and my best friend Lil. We became close friends in middle school. We went to high school and college together and we remain close friends today. We shared similar experiences. Her mom and my family were very close friends. . and our lives are intertwined.
Most of this story is true, but I have made some changes to protect identities. I embellished some things to make some of the story more interesting. So it is part real and part fiction – I am not telling you which is which. Also this story is more biographical than it is overtly sexual.
Growing up
When my mother was 18 she gave birth to my sister Dana. Mom married my sister’s father. Six year later I was born but we do not know who my father was. You see my sister’s father left the family about a year before I was born. I am told that he was addicted to cocaine and he did not work much. And he left us with some debts. We were dirt poor. Mom never got her high school diploma so she could not get a job that paid her well enough to keep an apartment in New York and raise two girls. So she did what she could only do – she rented her body for money – she was a prostitute.
This was not a new profession for our family. My grandmother had been a prostitute in France. So in some way it is in our genes. My mom, sister and aunts all have well endowed bodies. They are very attractive and beautiful. I am too but I did not get the genes for large breasts (another reason why I wont share photos)
Mom was 24 when I was born. She taught my sister and I to love all the gifts of creation – the earth, fire, air, water and spirit. Mom and my aunts areWiccan’s and we were raised to participate in some of the rituals. Mom believed in the Wicca Reed “If it harm none, do as thou will”. This is her guiding path. I have since left practicing the Craft to pursue another avenue of the LHP but that is another story.
Mom loved everything sexual. She was a very free person and shared her love of sex with me and Dana. She was not inhibited from teaching us about all things feminine, including sex. I knew about reproduction from and early age. We were also taught how to dress and look attractive. She also taught us about hygiene and protection from diseases and birth control. We knew that sex was healthy and pleasurable. Sex was not to be hidden or secretive. We were created sexual beings and created to enjoy all its pleasures. It’s not that she gave us classes – we just knew from her lifestyle and my aunts.
I developed at a very early age. My breasts started to bud at 8 and I had my first menstruation at 10. We celebrated my puberty with a Wiccan coming of age ritual.
Growing up I was very active sexually. I was making out with boys in fifth grade and letting them “round the bases” by the end of sixth grade! I lost my virginity when I was 12 in the seventh grade. Although I was not the first in my class!. He was a 16 year old junior in high school. I even tried bondage and other sexual kinks at this time - nothing was off limits.
I shared all my experiences with my mom and sister and of course Lil my best friend. We had no secrets. She was pleased that I was enjoying life and my body and she reminded me of the appropriate cautions – as well as advice.
She also taught us that masturbation is a pleasurable experience. Mom had a large collection of vibrators, dildos, cuffs, restraints and sexy clothes. When she realized that we had found her “stash” she bought my sister and I our first vibrators. And she showed us how to use them. Lil and I had found her mom's 'stash" and my mom let her know what was going on. I think that bit of honesty opened up a very close friendship for them.
Some of my friends have said that they felt a sense of guilt after they has masturbated. I know I never had the feeling, and wondered why some of my friends felt that way.
Mom's Career
Mom began working as a call girl for a escort service. But after a few years she started her own escort service. Her sister helped her run it. When there were not enough “models” available, Mom or my aunt would take the call. Most of the calls were at hotels in New York but a few were in private residences. However on rare occasions the client would have an in-call at our home. So a few times a month a man would come to the apartment and mom and he would have sex in her bedroom. We were kept out of sight from the John’s. Sometimes my aunt would babysit us but there were times that we stayed in the house. We could not help to over hear what was going on in the bed room and sometimes we would watch through the doorway. I liked watching her work and I learned a few “tricks”. I of course told her that I had watched her – she was not pleased since I may have freaked the “John”, but she never really scolded me.
Now I don’t want to leave the impression that our home life was like living in a brothel or a Nevada bordello. Mom did not flaunt her profession. Our homes were furnished tastefully – with what she could afford. We did not walk around wearing stilettos and garter belts all day. No not at all. Mom dressed simply but elegantly and she bought us similar type of clothes. She was a very loving single parent, trying to raise her kids as best as she could.
She opened the agency for a few reasons and one of them was so that she could spend more time with us. She was at soccer games and school plays, she helped with homework and tucked us in at night when she was home. Some may say that our home life was a form of child abuse – nothing could be further from the truth. As I said, mom knew that sex was a gift and that we are sexual persons. She embraced her sexuality and taught us to do the same.
The Agency
As we got older, the escort service was getting busier. My mom had enough saved money to buy a house in a good suburban area of NY.
My sister would help with answering the calls or contacting the “models” and drivers. I helped a little to with contacting the models and some background checks.
LIl too also earned some extra money, by helping out. Lil' needed the extra money to buy things. Her parents got divorced and her mom struggled with paying bills. I found out later that mom was helping them to keep their house.
When a political convention came to New York the period around that time was a very busy one for the escort service. Some days it was so busy that there were not enough “models” available for the calls. Both my mom and aunt were taking calls themselves. My sister had turned 20 and was in college. She asked mom if she could work for her. Mom agreed because she knew if she said no – my sister may go to work for another agency. Lil's mom also helped out. So the 4 of them and all the other girls were very busy during this time and lots of money was rolling in.
Some of her special clients would still come the new house on occasion. One summer day, when I was 16 and I was going into my junior year at the new high school, was the day I became a prostitute.
Becoming a Prostitute
My mom and Dana were out of the house. I was home alone. The doorbell rang and it was one of my Mom’s clients. He was in his 50’s it seemed – not athletic but not paunchy either. I recognized him but he did not recognize me. I invited him into the house and he sat down in our living room. I offered him a cool drink. I went to the kitchen and frantically tried reaching my mom, sister and aunt. They were not picking up the pages or the text messages. When I came back, I told him that Jules (my mom’s escort name) was not at home. He seemed agitated. I told him to wait a few minutes while I tried to reach her. I went to my room and tried contacting them again but still no answer.I called Lil and told her about the situation. She encouraged me to "take him as a client".
I did not want mom to loose this client, so I changed my clothes into something a little more revealing. I went back to the living room and took the clients hand. I told him that Jules "apologizes for being late" and that she had asked me to entertain him. Even though I was 16, I had a look and mannerism of a more mature young woman and I was very sexually experienced.
He agreed to my offer and we went to my Mom’s bedroom. I asked him to undress as I went into her bathroom. I had seen her do this before. While I was in the bathroom I was very nervous. I took a few deep breaths and said to myself “you can do this – it’s for mom”. When I went back to the bedroom he had undressed himself and was sitting on the bed. I saw that he had placed money on the night table.
I slipped off my blouse and took off my panties. I was trying not to look nervous hoping that I would not make many mistakes. I smiled at him and then slowly and seductively knelt down in front of him. I could see him getting aroused. I took his cock in my hand and massaged it a few times and then started to give him a blow job. He was holding my head and I heard him moan with pleasure. This aroused me!
After a few minutes I laid him down on the bed. I mounted his stiff cock and started to fuck him. He was fondling my breasts and caressing my body. I could tell he was really enjoying himself. I was no longer nervous! I felt I was doing the right thing. He came rather fast, and I faked an orgasm. In less than a half hour it was all finished. I went to the bathroom and came back with a warm wash cloth and towel. I cleaned and dried him off as I had seen my mom do with others.
He was very pleased with my service and wanted to know if he could make an appointment with me again. I told him that he should work through Jules. After he left the house I checked the night table and saw that he had left $300. I was really excited. I had earned money, saved a client for my mom and pleased the man as well. I really liked being a prostitute and wanted to do it again.
I called Lil and she came over right away. She said "tell me everything!" So I did not leave out any detail. We were both giddy with excitement.Working in the "back office" and knowing that our parents were professional call girls made the experience like an inevitable breakthrough. We wondered if mom would let us work as models.
When my mom came home, I told her all about it and how I tried to reach everyone. She was really angry, not at me but at herself for forgetting about an appointment. She gave me a big hug and kiss and thanked me for taking the initiative to help. But she told me that Lil and I could not work in the business. Even though we was mature enough, I was legally underage and we could get into a lot of trouble. She also wanted me to finish college and then decide on a career. This was one of the last times she permitted in-calls at our house.
Although I was not permitted to work as a “model” I did help my aunt and mom with the “bookkeeping” work, which was all in code. This is how I earned spending money in high school. Lil continued to help out as well.
I also enjoyed my sex life with the boys and a few girls at school. I had my mothers’ passion for sex.
My Career
When I turned 17 I really wanted to work for my mom. Her business was doing very well. I got to know several of the girls working for her and the drivers. I was a senior in high school and had been accepted at several colleges and had enrolled at a college that was very close to our home.
I was telling her all the reasons why she should let me work. I was at a legal age (well it was still illegal but it was a class 3 felony not a class 1 any longer) I reminded her of our family history and the Wican reed. And Dana was also on my side.
Mom finally agreed, so that summer, after graduation I began my new job as a call girl.
Lil's mom did not like the idea at first. But Lil got a job at a topless club when she turned 18 which is the legal limit in some ares of NY.They needed the money to pay for tuition. Lil was a great performer and made good money. (I even danced once and a while) After her freshman year, her mom finally accepted the idea of being a model, since in some ways it is safer.
The Life
I really loved the life. There is great deal excitement to it – not knowing who you will meet or what the circumstances are.
My sister and I worked exclusively for Mom (most models work for several agencies). She had some co-op deals with other agencies but everything flowed through Jules. I had lots of great experiences and some scary ones too!! I made lots of money, paid for college, bought nice things and saved a great deal.
Whoever was paying for my service, I gave them the best I had for the time we had. Whether it was an athletic and well hung investment banker or politician or as short chubby sales man from Nowhere, North Dakota, with a tiny penis. I treated each client like they were the only person in the world. I was also one of the few girls who kissed a John on the lips.
But the business was changing. It was getting to be more expensive to operate an agency with all the palms that held there hands out (i.e. protection, cops, concierges, bell boys, advertising, health check ups, and on and on).
Also we had been hearing from the girls who also worked for other agencies that there had been some kidnappings of escorts. Girls were disappearing. Eastern Europeans were taking the girls and enslaving them in the Middle East and Asia. There were rumors that the girls were put in snuff movies. And due to the crack down on the Mafia in NY they were not protecting us as they used to.
So with this happening Mom decided to close the agency. We let the ads run out and closed the web sites. We spent a few months saying good bye to our good clients and after that Mom retired. She had earned it.
I worked for about 10 years. After that I got a good paying job in NY and only occasionally escorted.
Well that’s our story.
When my mother was 18 she gave birth to my sister Dana. Mom married my sister’s father. Six year later I was born but we do not know who my father was. You see my sister’s father left the family about a year before I was born. I am told that he was addicted to cocaine and he did not work much. And he left us with some debts. We were dirt poor. Mom never got her high school diploma so she could not get a job that paid her well enough to keep an apartment in New York and raise two girls. So she did what she could only do – she rented her body for money – she was a prostitute.
This was not a new profession for our family. My grandmother had been a prostitute in France. So in some way it is in our genes. My mom, sister and aunts all have well endowed bodies. They are very attractive and beautiful. I am too but I did not get the genes for large breasts (another reason why I wont share photos)
Mom was 24 when I was born. She taught my sister and I to love all the gifts of creation – the earth, fire, air, water and spirit. Mom and my aunts areWiccan’s and we were raised to participate in some of the rituals. Mom believed in the Wicca Reed “If it harm none, do as thou will”. This is her guiding path. I have since left practicing the Craft to pursue another avenue of the LHP but that is another story.
Mom loved everything sexual. She was a very free person and shared her love of sex with me and Dana. She was not inhibited from teaching us about all things feminine, including sex. I knew about reproduction from and early age. We were also taught how to dress and look attractive. She also taught us about hygiene and protection from diseases and birth control. We knew that sex was healthy and pleasurable. Sex was not to be hidden or secretive. We were created sexual beings and created to enjoy all its pleasures. It’s not that she gave us classes – we just knew from her lifestyle and my aunts.
I developed at a very early age. My breasts started to bud at 8 and I had my first menstruation at 10. We celebrated my puberty with a Wiccan coming of age ritual.
Growing up I was very active sexually. I was making out with boys in fifth grade and letting them “round the bases” by the end of sixth grade! I lost my virginity when I was 12 in the seventh grade. Although I was not the first in my class!. He was a 16 year old junior in high school. I even tried bondage and other sexual kinks at this time - nothing was off limits.
I shared all my experiences with my mom and sister and of course Lil my best friend. We had no secrets. She was pleased that I was enjoying life and my body and she reminded me of the appropriate cautions – as well as advice.
She also taught us that masturbation is a pleasurable experience. Mom had a large collection of vibrators, dildos, cuffs, restraints and sexy clothes. When she realized that we had found her “stash” she bought my sister and I our first vibrators. And she showed us how to use them. Lil and I had found her mom's 'stash" and my mom let her know what was going on. I think that bit of honesty opened up a very close friendship for them.
Some of my friends have said that they felt a sense of guilt after they has masturbated. I know I never had the feeling, and wondered why some of my friends felt that way.
Mom's Career
Mom began working as a call girl for a escort service. But after a few years she started her own escort service. Her sister helped her run it. When there were not enough “models” available, Mom or my aunt would take the call. Most of the calls were at hotels in New York but a few were in private residences. However on rare occasions the client would have an in-call at our home. So a few times a month a man would come to the apartment and mom and he would have sex in her bedroom. We were kept out of sight from the John’s. Sometimes my aunt would babysit us but there were times that we stayed in the house. We could not help to over hear what was going on in the bed room and sometimes we would watch through the doorway. I liked watching her work and I learned a few “tricks”. I of course told her that I had watched her – she was not pleased since I may have freaked the “John”, but she never really scolded me.
Now I don’t want to leave the impression that our home life was like living in a brothel or a Nevada bordello. Mom did not flaunt her profession. Our homes were furnished tastefully – with what she could afford. We did not walk around wearing stilettos and garter belts all day. No not at all. Mom dressed simply but elegantly and she bought us similar type of clothes. She was a very loving single parent, trying to raise her kids as best as she could.
She opened the agency for a few reasons and one of them was so that she could spend more time with us. She was at soccer games and school plays, she helped with homework and tucked us in at night when she was home. Some may say that our home life was a form of child abuse – nothing could be further from the truth. As I said, mom knew that sex was a gift and that we are sexual persons. She embraced her sexuality and taught us to do the same.
The Agency
As we got older, the escort service was getting busier. My mom had enough saved money to buy a house in a good suburban area of NY.
My sister would help with answering the calls or contacting the “models” and drivers. I helped a little to with contacting the models and some background checks.
LIl too also earned some extra money, by helping out. Lil' needed the extra money to buy things. Her parents got divorced and her mom struggled with paying bills. I found out later that mom was helping them to keep their house.
When a political convention came to New York the period around that time was a very busy one for the escort service. Some days it was so busy that there were not enough “models” available for the calls. Both my mom and aunt were taking calls themselves. My sister had turned 20 and was in college. She asked mom if she could work for her. Mom agreed because she knew if she said no – my sister may go to work for another agency. Lil's mom also helped out. So the 4 of them and all the other girls were very busy during this time and lots of money was rolling in.
Some of her special clients would still come the new house on occasion. One summer day, when I was 16 and I was going into my junior year at the new high school, was the day I became a prostitute.
Becoming a Prostitute
My mom and Dana were out of the house. I was home alone. The doorbell rang and it was one of my Mom’s clients. He was in his 50’s it seemed – not athletic but not paunchy either. I recognized him but he did not recognize me. I invited him into the house and he sat down in our living room. I offered him a cool drink. I went to the kitchen and frantically tried reaching my mom, sister and aunt. They were not picking up the pages or the text messages. When I came back, I told him that Jules (my mom’s escort name) was not at home. He seemed agitated. I told him to wait a few minutes while I tried to reach her. I went to my room and tried contacting them again but still no answer.I called Lil and told her about the situation. She encouraged me to "take him as a client".
I did not want mom to loose this client, so I changed my clothes into something a little more revealing. I went back to the living room and took the clients hand. I told him that Jules "apologizes for being late" and that she had asked me to entertain him. Even though I was 16, I had a look and mannerism of a more mature young woman and I was very sexually experienced.
He agreed to my offer and we went to my Mom’s bedroom. I asked him to undress as I went into her bathroom. I had seen her do this before. While I was in the bathroom I was very nervous. I took a few deep breaths and said to myself “you can do this – it’s for mom”. When I went back to the bedroom he had undressed himself and was sitting on the bed. I saw that he had placed money on the night table.
I slipped off my blouse and took off my panties. I was trying not to look nervous hoping that I would not make many mistakes. I smiled at him and then slowly and seductively knelt down in front of him. I could see him getting aroused. I took his cock in my hand and massaged it a few times and then started to give him a blow job. He was holding my head and I heard him moan with pleasure. This aroused me!
After a few minutes I laid him down on the bed. I mounted his stiff cock and started to fuck him. He was fondling my breasts and caressing my body. I could tell he was really enjoying himself. I was no longer nervous! I felt I was doing the right thing. He came rather fast, and I faked an orgasm. In less than a half hour it was all finished. I went to the bathroom and came back with a warm wash cloth and towel. I cleaned and dried him off as I had seen my mom do with others.
He was very pleased with my service and wanted to know if he could make an appointment with me again. I told him that he should work through Jules. After he left the house I checked the night table and saw that he had left $300. I was really excited. I had earned money, saved a client for my mom and pleased the man as well. I really liked being a prostitute and wanted to do it again.
I called Lil and she came over right away. She said "tell me everything!" So I did not leave out any detail. We were both giddy with excitement.Working in the "back office" and knowing that our parents were professional call girls made the experience like an inevitable breakthrough. We wondered if mom would let us work as models.
When my mom came home, I told her all about it and how I tried to reach everyone. She was really angry, not at me but at herself for forgetting about an appointment. She gave me a big hug and kiss and thanked me for taking the initiative to help. But she told me that Lil and I could not work in the business. Even though we was mature enough, I was legally underage and we could get into a lot of trouble. She also wanted me to finish college and then decide on a career. This was one of the last times she permitted in-calls at our house.
Although I was not permitted to work as a “model” I did help my aunt and mom with the “bookkeeping” work, which was all in code. This is how I earned spending money in high school. Lil continued to help out as well.
I also enjoyed my sex life with the boys and a few girls at school. I had my mothers’ passion for sex.
My Career
When I turned 17 I really wanted to work for my mom. Her business was doing very well. I got to know several of the girls working for her and the drivers. I was a senior in high school and had been accepted at several colleges and had enrolled at a college that was very close to our home.
I was telling her all the reasons why she should let me work. I was at a legal age (well it was still illegal but it was a class 3 felony not a class 1 any longer) I reminded her of our family history and the Wican reed. And Dana was also on my side.
Mom finally agreed, so that summer, after graduation I began my new job as a call girl.
Lil's mom did not like the idea at first. But Lil got a job at a topless club when she turned 18 which is the legal limit in some ares of NY.They needed the money to pay for tuition. Lil was a great performer and made good money. (I even danced once and a while) After her freshman year, her mom finally accepted the idea of being a model, since in some ways it is safer.
The Life
I really loved the life. There is great deal excitement to it – not knowing who you will meet or what the circumstances are.
My sister and I worked exclusively for Mom (most models work for several agencies). She had some co-op deals with other agencies but everything flowed through Jules. I had lots of great experiences and some scary ones too!! I made lots of money, paid for college, bought nice things and saved a great deal.
Whoever was paying for my service, I gave them the best I had for the time we had. Whether it was an athletic and well hung investment banker or politician or as short chubby sales man from Nowhere, North Dakota, with a tiny penis. I treated each client like they were the only person in the world. I was also one of the few girls who kissed a John on the lips.
But the business was changing. It was getting to be more expensive to operate an agency with all the palms that held there hands out (i.e. protection, cops, concierges, bell boys, advertising, health check ups, and on and on).
Also we had been hearing from the girls who also worked for other agencies that there had been some kidnappings of escorts. Girls were disappearing. Eastern Europeans were taking the girls and enslaving them in the Middle East and Asia. There were rumors that the girls were put in snuff movies. And due to the crack down on the Mafia in NY they were not protecting us as they used to.
So with this happening Mom decided to close the agency. We let the ads run out and closed the web sites. We spent a few months saying good bye to our good clients and after that Mom retired. She had earned it.
I worked for about 10 years. After that I got a good paying job in NY and only occasionally escorted.
Well that’s our story.
