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Posting Date 2010-01-17 16:18:24
Author Roboclop
Title Desperate times
Category paid for sex or got paid to have sex
Where it happend North Shields
Age then 17
Age now 59
Gender MALE
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Story Length 1297
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After the nerve wracking experience of meeting the girls from the youth club ( Close Shave ) I needed to cool off a little . I had even stopped wanking regularly . I was sharing a room with a guy and I didn’t want him to hear my nocturnal self abuse . This seemed to have a strange side effect . I woke every morning with a raging erection . It caused me a problem as I had to wait till my roommate had got up and dressed each day before I got out of bed . I needed a good wank or better still a damn good Shag . There was limited opportunity to meet girls at the college as the seagoing apprentices didn’t mix with the shore based ones . The girls hung around with guys they knew from school , there were several night clubs but I was struggling there to find a sex partner . I suspected that needs were showing on my face and I was getting too eager . I was getting what seems to be well know as Blue Balls . I was discussing this with a colleague in similar circumstances and he had a bright idea . Let’s go to North Shields on the ferry , he said .

We had to work out how to beat the curfew , Simple we will tell the major that we are going home o a Friday Night and Come back early Saturday , The ferry stopped at around midnight so it worked . We had just been paid so knew that we could blow our months drinking money on a one night of pleasure . All fixed up and after college Friday we caught the ferry across the Tyne .

The ferry boat was coal fired steam driven and made a clunking sound as the engine thumped turning the propeller all the way across the river . The ferry was to the river side of the market place you walked past the” Ferry Tavern “ along an ancient link span bridge . The ferry took about ten cars at a time , The tall funnel carrying plumes of smoke away from the tiny wheelhouse as the S.S. Northumbrian plied its trade with its two sisters across the murky river . The twenty minute journey landing stage to landing stage took you through a time warp as you seemed to go twenty years backwards when you disembarked in the less modern North Shields .

The first pub on the Quay was the “ Northumberland Arms “ it was better known the world over as the Jungle . This pub was on three floors and had an element of notoriety . The public bar was at ground floor level , there was a basement night club and a first floor disco . To shorten the really boring part of this story we hadn’t a clue how to spot what we were looking for . There were plenty of girls in there who looked a bit cheap , heavy make- up disguising skin imperfections . Short skirts , fishnet stockings , but most seemed to be fixed up with seamen from the dry dock next door along the new quay road .
I realised years later when approached by a girl in a bar in London , these girls can spot who has the money and who is wasting their time with greater accuracy than a hungry fox finding a chicken . We were the problem , We got fifteen pounds a month wages and these girls were seeing seafarers wit ten times that wage for their months work .
After midnight we gave up an opposite the huge pub was a 24 hour cafe , one of the few I had ever seen . We sat down with two coffees thinking that we would end up with a lot of coffee before the five thirty , first ferry back to our beds .

A girl smoking an American “Lucky Strike “ cigarette sat at the next table . Hi guys missed the ferry she asked . No having a bad night out I replied . Oh ? she asked , why is that . I laughed , and explained that a lack of sex had caused an exploration into the world of paid sex . It was her turn to laugh , how much did you expect to pay , she asked . I explained that five pounds seemed reasonable , and she explained that ten to twenty pounds was the going rate . I , like an idiot asked how a girl like her knew ? . She knew !¬.
She had served three guys and made six months of my wages in three hours , I was red faced , at my inexperience . I bought the second round of coffees at somewhere around two AM , John was slumped across the table fast asleep . I was thinking that I would drop to sleep in the hostel lounge as we were not permitted to go back to our rooms between nine AM and noon , that is when the cleaners passed by with a vacuum cleaner . She was waiting for the first bus home to Whitley Bay after her successful night . We were chatting about the world in general and how she had started in this oldest of profession . She was a single girl , made pregnant and abandoned by a local boyfriend who ran away on discovering his impending fatherhood . She had the state benefits , but they just gave her the essentials , after her dad slung her out because of the shame , she had rebuilt her life had a flat and a home for her baby son and herself .

A younger sister babysat her child on a Friday night , when her mum and dad thought she was working as a barmaid at a late club . Her life was sorted , regular checks , compulsory condoms , she had screwed herself with pregnancy before . As we finished the coffee we were getting on really well . If I did free samples , I would take you outside and do you myself she laughed . Ah ! I’ll take pity on you she said , come here , and she walked towards the Ladies toilets , I followed like an eager lapdog . I’m not fucking or sucking you for free she said , and you haven’t enough to pay me , but I like you so you can have a free wank . get it out then , she ordered . Nervously I undocked my cock and pulled it through my flies . She expertly took me into a cubicle and sat on a toilet . I stood in front and she started to stroke me .

After a few minutes she decided that my response time wasn’t good enough and lifted the red woollen ribbed jumper . Her tits were in a half cup bra that showed her nipples off without losing the support . I touched the inviting nipples and my cock took on an extra stiffness . That’s better she said and within a few seconds she cupped and massaged my balls for what seemed a really short time , but the technique caused a blast from my cock against the cubicle wall . Good boy she said . and wiped her cum covered hands on the toilet roll . Zip up and you can get me another coffee . As I returned to the table she smiled and sat with me and the fast asleep John . We woke him an hour later to get ready to catch the ferry . As we left the cafe , she shouted as we left the door , bye , she said , best fuck of the night you ! she added . John as we started our walk said , I just heard that she said you and her had ???? . Yes John we did I said . But we have no money for that ! he announced . I know John I was so good she gave me my money back . Funny how rumours spread , by Monday lunch time everyone knew , and my interest in girls was reawakened , so was the new availability of girls , but that is another story .


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