My name is Elizabeth, professional name Liza and I am twenty four. I suppose you could call me a professional wanker. That's not what I put on my tax returns, that says "Model", but playing with myself pays better than anything else that I do.
I can clearly remember the first time that I made myself come, my friends had talked about little else, how good it felt. Some who had actually been fucked, said that masturbation was many times better. With what I know now, they were probably right. Once I had done it, I couldn't stop and I have become very skilfull. I have never been in a long-term relationship, six months is about average for me, but even when I am in a relationship, I masturbate several times a day.
I prefer to use my fingers, I have a good selection of toys, but still prefer fingers. I suppose it's double pleasure, I like to touch and I like to be touched, so both my fingers and my clit get pleasure from the act. A vibrator is not enough to get me off, it's okay to start with, but I need a firmer touch to finish the job. Nor do I like the sound that a vibrator makes, though some modern ones are very quiet. I do however like a small one up my arse sometimes, the vibrations seen to do more good there, so a combination of a vibe in my arse and my own fingers on my clit does the job nicely.
I also have a dildo, I have owned several, but now just the one. A big one. Really big. I call him Big Ben because he rings my bell. The reason for Ben is that I occasionally like to feel stretched, almost to the the point of pain. Ben is over three inches thick, think wine bottle thick. Yes, I have tried wine bottles and yes, I can. But I don't enjoy the cold hard feel. Using Ben takes a lot of preparation. He's not very long, I don't need it long, but I like it thick. I have yet to meet a man who can match Ben, if he exists, get in touch! But one of my photographer clients comes close, more about him later.
So that's me. I enjoy being fucked, but I also enjoy wanking. Of course, neither comes close to oral. A tongue on my clit does it for me every time. I can fully understand why a man likes to have his cock sucked and I am more than happy to oblige, but the trade off is his mouth on my cunt. Usually before he shoots his bolt. I sometimes wonder if men and women are the same species, I like to be fucked immediately after I come, once a man has ejaculated he is unable to fuck.
So why professional? It started years ago. I was always short of money, so when I was approached by a member of a camera club to do a portrait session, for which I would receive a fee, I jumped at it. Needless to say, it led to more sessions, topless then nude. They had women members as well as men, so I felt safe and I had discovered my exhibitionist side. Word soon spread to other clubs in the area and the bookings came regularly. Some of the photographers were very good and their photo's became my first model portfolio.
Then came the requests for private sessions. Up until then, everything had been in their clubroom. Private sessions paid much more, but they expected more; lingerie sessions, open leg sessions and finally, shots with me playing with myself, mainly fingers but also dildoes. I had given up my job by then to concentrate on my new career, and was being hired by professional 'Togs'.
They tended to be younger and fitter and sessions usually ended up with me getting fucked. I wanted it, I didn't charge extra, a good fucking was a bonus.
Getting back to my well-endowed friend. His name is Tom. He is one of my original camera club snappers. We have done many sessions together, but only recently one to one. He is now in his sixties. During a particularly raunchy session, his trousers seemed to be under great stress from his cock, which I had certainly noticed previously. It is not unusual for photographers to get a hard on during a shoot. On this occasion, feeling more than a bit horny myself, I said;
"Would that be more comfortable out than in?"
Suddenly, there were three of us in the room, me, him and Big Ben's little brother. I gasped as it sprang free. Certainly the biggest I had ever seen. I have since measured it, seven inches long and over two inches thick. Not a match for Ben of course, but this was the real thing. I had to have it. Funnily enough, his camera is a Nikon, his Canon is in his pants.
We went up to his bedroom and I had the fuck of my young life. It didn't hurt me, but it left a lasting impression. He has fucked me many times since, not only does it stretch me, but Tom can fuck for ages without coming. Age and experience, there is no substitute. And the things he can do with his tongue has me screaming. After that first time, he always fucks me bareback. I always go equipped to a shoot, with condoms and lube in my little black bag, but fitting one onto his monster was almost impossible and it split inside me anyway.
He doesn't fuck anyone else, so if there is risk, it is all his. I prefer bareback anyway, fucking with a condom is like putting ice in champagne. I like to think that I can feel Tom's spunk pumping into me. Probably not, but not only does Tom possess a whopper that can stay hard for hours, he also produces enough spunk for two, every time. I like to wank him off, or watch him finish himself off, just to see it spurt, preferably onto my tits.
I don't charge him for the modelling sessions, his monster cock and abundant spunk is my payment. I also like to suck him off, but I can't get it past my teeth, he has to make do with lips and tongue. Nor have I had him in my arse, one day perhaps. He claims that his late wife could do both. Years of practice perhaps?
The downside is that unlike some of my younger, fitter lovers, Tom's cannon is strictly one shot. But he doesn't annoint me with the precious stuff until I'm begging for it, unable to come any more myself. I've never actually counted my orgasms, but they are powerful and plentiful, a session with him has me limping and unable to take another cock for at least two days.
It's a wonderful life.
