It's official...

Yes, ladies and especially gentlemen, it's official, I'm a whore. I was just paid for sex.

I feel like I should feel bad about what I just did, like society says I should feel ashamed, but I don't, I just made the easiest couple of hundred bucks of my life. I feel pretty damn good! (Well a tad sore)

I Google mapped his address so I could find it easily and left early. I pulled my car into a side street just around the corner from his house and saw a cop car sitting up the street. Fuck, is this a sting? Do they even do that in Australia? I can't tell if thats some guys head or just the seat. What am I going to do? This probably isn't advisable but I'll just get the money after.

I wasn't as nervous as I thought I'd be, and since I was early I stood just a few houses down and stretched and psyched myself up. Come one Lacey, your hot and guys would kill to have you, your confident and sexy and enthusiastic. Just go for it, this guy wants you so bad he's paying for you!
I felt marginally better so I walked to his door and knocked.

He doesn't look like to photo he sent me, he looks so much younger, why would he send me that picture? Oh crap, that was the other guy i was emailing...and I just replied to the wrong person, I hope he doesn't cancel tonight...


Karl made me feel much more comfortable, he was professional, he didn't want to stand around and chat he just wanted to do it. Professionalism always eases my nerves, he knew exactly what he wanted so I didn't have to guess.

"To be honest, this is my first booking and I'm a but nervous"

"Really, well thats okay, would you like a drink?"

Within the next few minutes we were hooking up on his bed and the clothes started to come off. Sure he pinched my nipples a little hard sometimes and I felt like he was trying to eat my face but somehow it didn't bother me in the slightest. I thought I'd feel grossed out kissing some strange man, but I was fine, this was just business. He was clean and very polite, I've never been with an uncircumcised man before but I've decided I like it. He kissed me all over and then started fingering me while i rubbed his short but thick cock.

I met this man 10 minutes ago and I have his pre-cum all over my hand, hmmm, I don't give a fuck.


He was ready to get in me so I grabbed a condom and tossed it to him whilst I squeezed some lube out on my hand and rubbed it on my pussy in front of him. He fucks like a jack rabbit, but I actually kinda like that sometimes. He shuddered and came and laid on top of me for a minute whilst still in me so I moved my hips a little, he was still just as hard. Viagra. He rolled off and grabbed some tissues to clean himself up and I offered him a massage so he could recharge. I'm not into the whole 'You can only cum once' thing, he paid for an hour so he can cum as many times as he likes.

I sat on top of him to start the massage. Shit he has the hairiest ass I've ever seen! Hairs actually collecting in his crack. Why don't I feel repulsed? If it were some guy who picked me up I totally would...


He started stroking me leg after 15 minutes (he conveniently had a clock on his beside table) and we went don't on me much longer this time and we fucked again. We talked for a few minutes after and then the hour was up. No cops came in to bust me and I feel pretty good.

When I got home I had so many emails, I couldn't reply fast enough, they just kept on coming in as I was writing them. There's no way I could do this many clients, so I screened a bunch out and made a few more appointments. I will definitely have to buy another pack of condoms (or several) and more lube, cause everybody knows a hooker needs lots of lube in her purse.

So long, I have more emails to reply to and this post went on way longer than I thought it would, plus I need to shower before my next appointment...