That wasn't the only reason why I found myself drawn towards agreeing to Saskia's outrageous suggestion. That afternoon I had been a complete sexual virgin, but now I had tasted my first cock and, I had to admit in my darkest thoughts, I wanted more. The feel and taste of it in my hand and on my lips were so good, I could still feel the thrill throbbing through my body. I guess I didn't consider myself to be gay, certainly I knew that I had been turned on by Saskia's sexy feminine body, her big breasts and curves, her full, sexy lips. However, it was the cock that drew me the most. There was a part of me that knew, even then, that even if it wasn't a woman waving the cock at me that I would long for it.
I definitely didn't want to reveal these feelings to my friends. Their masculinity already felt perhaps a little threatened after the pleasure they had obviously gained from fucking the hot shemale in the arse. They were just looking for someone to put down, to make themselves feel more straight and manly. I wanted to give them as little opportunity for this as possible after my admitting to sucking shemale cock. However, as they pushed me more into it, it became easier and easier to accept until, finally, it didn't seem at all strange to be turning to Saskia and telling her I was quite happy to become a whore like her to raise the money.
Saskia was only too happy to hear this. She told the guy to bring in no more clients until she let him know otherwise. Then, she grabbed me by the hand and pulled me away from my friends, taking me back upstairs to the room that had first opened my eyes to the joyous potential of sex and sexuality beyond my simple teenage fantasies. My mind was in a complete whirl, I could hardly think straight and was perfectly happy to entrust my tender body to this whore I had just met.
She commanded me to strip and I did, casting my jeans and shirt aside. Then she took me through into an adjoining room, which turned out to be the bathroom. She shoved me into the shower until I washed all the sweat and cum from my body and then commanded me to shave my body hair. I was eighteen and yet I was still just covered with little more than downy fluff. Nevertheless, I set about removing it until my body was soft and silky smooth. Already I felt more like a woman and it felt good.
