Lucy's First Incall

Lucy was nervous. This was going to be her first incall assignment as a professional escort girl. She was pleased to be having a change from outcalls - at least she could get to do the job she loved in the comfort of her own flat.

The client had asked her to be wearing her school uniform. Mandy at the escort agency said this was a quite common request made to incall escorts - nearly as common as being asked to work with a bisexual partner. So Lucy did up the buttons on her tight, fitted shirt. She hadn't worn in for four years, since she was at school, in fact. And her breasts - which had always been well-developed - had swelled and grown even more since then.

She was just doing up her tie when the buzzer rang. She rushed to the door. The man standing outside was tall and good-looking, in early middle age.

'Hi,' she said. I'm Lucy. And you - you are?'

'You can call me sir,' said the man.

Lucy had heard from the other escorts that incall appointments were the best because you were on familiar territory - even if you weren't into domination, you were in control. But now Lucy felt she had no choice but to be submissive. The man put his hand around her wrist and firmly guided her into the flat. It was almost as if he had been there before. Lucy realized that he might have been - another escort girl had used it for incalls before her.

They reached the bedroom. The man sat on the edge of the bed.

'I'll teach you to be a bad girl,' he said. 'Kindly bend over my lap.'

Lucy had heard about spanking, but she'd never actually been spanked herself. 'Yes Sir,' she replied, and obediently bent over the man's lap. She still didn't know his name. She felt him run his hand up the back of her thigh. When it reached her schoolgirl skirt it kept going, hitching the material around her waist and exposing her bottom. Like a lot of escort girls, Lucy didn't believe in knickers. For a moment the palm of the man's hand moved over her smooth, tight buttocks. Then it lifted off. Moments later it landed on them again with a smack. Lucy gave an involuntary yelp. The sensation wasn't painful, exactly - just a little shocking. She was supposed to be an escort girl - a sassy girl about town, a professional. And here she was being treated like a little girl again. She felt a dampness begin to spread between her legs.

'Right, young lady,' said the man. 'Now that you've been punished, it's time to see if you've learnt anything. Time, I think, for a test.'

'What would you like me to do, Sir?'

'Hm. I think we'll assess your oral skills.'

Although she'd enjoyed being spanked, Lucy was glad she was back on professional escort territory - OWO. She obediently knelt down. The man remained seated on the edge of the bed, doing nothing but gazing at her sternly.

'Don't you think you should be more appropriately dressed?'

'Yes, Sir.' Lucy undid the buttons of her tight shirt, and, one by one, popped her full, heavy breasts out of her lacy bra.

'That's better,' said the man. 'You may continue.'

Lucy was beginning to think she rather liked incall appointments. The light spanking had been fun - though she wasn't sure she'd be into any heavier BDSM. She left that to other escorts. She undid his belt and pulled it off, then unzipped the trousers of his suit. His cock sprang out right away - it was long, and rock hard. She worked her left hand underneath his balls and massaged them lightly. With the other hand she rolled back his foreskin, and begin to play one of her long fingernails round the tip of his cock.

'Is that good, Sir?'

'Excellent. Continue.'

Gently, she moved her head down and kissed the end of his cock - it was salty, and she felt it swell and grow harder as she pressed her lips to it. She ran her tongue around the exposed glans a couple of times, then took the whole shaft straight back in her mouth. One of the things that made her such a good escort was her OWO skills. She enjoyed giving head, and had long ago perfected the knack of getting a cock all the way back so it was touching the back of her throat. She also offered CIM, and loved the warm spurt of cum deep down in her mouth.

This particular session of OWO was going well. 'Sir' groaned as the tip of his cock touched the back of Lucy's throat, and groaned some more as she used the tips of her front teeth to rake down the shaft of his cock right by the base. He lay back on the bed. Now Lucy was in control - the way an incall appointment should work! She climbed on top of him, and, keeping his cock in her mouth, turn her body round so that his head was between her legs. She ground her pussy down on to his face, and felt him push his tongue inside her. He didn't mess around with her clit - he pushed his tongue in as far as it would go. Sir must have had the longest tongue in the world. It felt like a huge, muscular cock had been pushed inside her and was squirming around. Suppressing a gasp as her G-spot was stimulated, Lucy redoubled her efforts on Sir's cock. She was looking forward to the moment of CIM.

It wasn't long coming. With a groan, Sir orgasmed. Lucy's mouth filled with so much hot, salty cum that she had trouble swallowing it all back. But, being the profession escort she was, her OWO skills didn't let her down. She struggled, but she swallowed the whole load.

She withdrew Sir's still-hard cock from her mouth and licked her lips. The incalls business was beginning to appeal to her.