O: So, what's your name?

Ida: Ida Dewme.

O: Is that your real name?

Ida: Of course not. I just got into adult videos and that's the name they suggested I use.

O: So, you are now a porn star.

Ida: Not exactly a star. Last week was my first role, and I was one of the girls in a gangbang

O: How did it go?

Ida: Pretty well, I think. The producer has me with a better role in her next film.

O: A woman producer. How nice.

Ida: Yes. She is really lots of fun and easy going.

O: What's the name of the video you just finished?

Ida: "College Girls in Heat." It was kind of funny because us girls were ready to fuck, but two of the guys couldn't keep it up. They took those ED pills, and we had to wait an extra hour before doing the scene.

O: How many girls were in the scene with you?

Ida: Three of us. They all had been in porn videos before, and were the same girls at the casting call with me. They said it was normal for male actors to need a little extra time before they could perform. It's always problematical with the guys.

O: You've been an escort for a long time before vids. How long have you been an escort?

Ida: I wouldn't say a long time, nearly four years.

O: Okay, and you're how old?

Ida: I just turned twenty.

O: Well, Ida, you are absolutely gorgeous. You remind me of Duchess Kate only you have much more to offer on top.

Ida: Thanks and they are all natural.

O: Wonderful. Let's talk about how you got started as an escort. When did you first have sex?

Ida: It's really a long story, and I think your readers will be interested in it.

O: We have the time. Go on.

Ida: I really should start with my mom because she was instrumental in getting me into the business. She had me when she was sixteen. One of the football players in high school knocked her up. She doesn't know which one because this was before DNA tests were available. From what I understand, she and her best friend were at a party after a game and had too much to drink. They were both gang banged. My mom got pregnant. Her friend was lucky and left with only a What did your mom do when she found out she was pregnant with you?

Ida: She wanted an abortion, but her parents are strict Catholics and wouldn't allow it. After I was born, we lived with them until I was six. They pretty much raised me until I was in second grade. My mom was out a lot. She worked as a waitress and lots of times she didn't come home at night.

O: Why was that?

Ida: I can't say for sure. We could surmise that she was shackin' up with some guy. I mean, my mom is nice looking with a great body. Who wouldn't want to fuck her. She likes the attention, and she likes sex.

O: You take after her then.

Ida: I guess you could say that.

O: You said your grandparents raised you until second grade.

Ida: Yes, that's right. That's when they threw us both out. My grandma found out she was screwing the restaurant owner and said, "I don't want a slut like you living in my house." So that was the end of it.

O: Where did you go?

Ida: The restaurant owner had a trailer home he rented to us for small favors. You get my point, right? We got by on welfare and the tips my mom made at the restaurant. Anyway, I was the trailer trash kid at school.

O: How long did that last?

Ida: Until the owner's wife found out about Mom and him. It was okay because my mom had been fooling around with a guy by the name of Blondie. It was funny because Blondie was practically bald and twice as old as Mom. Anyway, we moved in with him when I was nine or ten.

O: This is all interesting, Ida, but our readers are interested in sex, particularly in your sex life.

Ida: I know. I'm getting to that.

O: Go on then.

Ida: I'm gonna jump ahead and skip over some interesting parties my mom and Blondie had at the house. The thing is, Blondie had a heart attack when I was fifteen and died. He left the house to my mom.

O: Wow! That was a shock.

Ida: My mom didn't seem too upset at the time. She had other men helping with her needs, so to speak.

O: Yes, I see what you mean.

Ida: As I said, I'm fast forwarding to just after my sixteenth birthday. I was watching TV one night. Mom and a new "friend" were having a great time in the bedroom. I could tell by their voices that they weren't exactly having an intellectual conversation. After it grew quiet, this guy walks out of the bedroom to get a beer in the kitchen, and he walked right in front of me stark naked. It was the first time I had seen a man's erection. It stood out from between his legs like a dagger. It both scared me and made me so horny. I could feel myself getting wet. The only thing I could do was run to my bedroom and masturbate like crazy.

O: Had you done that before, masturbate, that is.

Ida: A little but this time I pushed my fingers inside my pussy to find out what it would feel like to have that cock inside me.

O: Well, how did it feel?

Ida: It felt really nice. That's when I decided I needed to have sex with a guy and feel the real thing. I didn't have to wait long.

O: Why is that?

Ida: I told my mom about what happened. You know, the guy going for a beer with his hard-on? His name was Walter, and Walter had been asking about me. He said I was hot. One thing led to another. Mom said it was okay with her if he fucked me as long as it was okay with me. Of course it was okay with me since I had to find out what real sex was like. She had the doctor prescribe birth control pills for me, so I was safe when it happened.

O: So he was your first.

Ida: That's right. One night when Walter was visiting, Mom said she had to go out for something at the store. That's when Walter took away more than my clothes.

O: How was it?

Ida: It was good, but not as good as it is now. I'm more experienced now and more confident.

O: So you weren't shy about doing it. I mean are you typically self-conscious?

Ida: Of course, not. I was really horny and couldn't wait to feel some guy in my twat. It didn't matter who it was.

That night, Walter had his tongue on my clit giving me chills up and down my spine like I had never felt before. He told me I needed to shave my pussy for the next time. So the next morning I did what he said. I was as bald as Blondie!

O: Was there a next time with Walter?

Ida: Sure. He had me more than my mom.

O: So you were saying he gave you some thrills before you actually fucked him.

Ida: Yes, it was great. Then he had me on my knees, opened his robe and showed me how to suck his cock. I really didn't know what I was doing. Walter said the harder I make him, the better I'd like having him in my pussy. Of course, I took him at his word and sucked even harder. He told me how to use my tongue to lick up and down his shaft and especially the tip. He fucked my mouth for a long time. I wasn't able to deep throat back then, although I'm pretty good at it now.

Walter really did get hard. It's funny. I was really proud of myself seeing how hard I made him, but I didn't expect that he would get so thick and long. That's when I got afraid it wouldn't fit. He was even bigger than when I saw him walk past me going to the kitchen for a beer.

He was nice about it when he first penetrated past my pussy lips. Mom must have told him this would be my first time because Walter told me to relax and enjoy the moment. I closed my eyes and opened my legs letting him know I wanted him inside me. I could feel him slowly poke into me. I remember this as if it were yesterday.

Walter wasn't all the way in at first, so I was a little disappointed. I thought that's all there was to fucking a man. He was just testing the waters. When he realized how much I wanted it, he pushed all the way in, buried inside me to the hilt. Soon he was ramming into me relentlessly. I then realized how a stiff hard cock was so much better than my fingers. I loved it.

I was so wet by then that his strong rapid strokes slid easily in and out of my tight pussy. I could tell when he was ready to cum by his grunts. They were just like I had heard coming from my mother's bedroom the month before.

I didn't cum that first time, but he sure did. The sensation of having him pour his juices inside me was heavenly. I felt so much like a woman instead of a girl. I had no idea before that night how wonderful it was to feel a pulsing dick ejaculating in my virgin cunt.

O: You like sex, right?

Ida: Like I said, I love it.

O: We still haven't gotten to the point where you became an escort.

Ida: I'm getting to that. You wanted to hear about me losing my virginity.

O: Right.

Ida: I was still in high school when the escort thing happened. But, I was a woman now after having my cherry popped and wanted to quit school, like my mom. She wouldn't let me, and said I had to graduate. I said, fine, only now I wanted some space to do what I wanted. One of the things I wanted was to have sex. If it was good enough for her, she would have to agree it was good enough for me.

O: So that was the arrangement, like a trade-off between you and your mother.

Ida: Of course. She would have her freedom, and I could screw whomever I wanted as long as I stayed in school.

O: Did you stay in school?

Ida: Yep. Not only that, I graduated early with a 3.78 GPA. In fact, I had several scholarship offers at state schools.

O: You mean colleges here in California.

Ida: Yes, that's right. I didn't go because of a better opportunity that I couldn't refuse. The thing is, Walter had already told me I was the best fuck he ever had. He even said he didn't need Viagra when screwing me, although he used it with my mother. He was sure I'd make a lot of money as an escort.

O: Tell us about that.

Ida: Sure. It turned out that Walter wasn't just another guy fucking Mom and me. He was a part owner of a Nevada brothel a couple of hours from our town. Mom had been working there on weekends when she told me she and Walter needed a getaway. Most weekends were getaway weekends.

Walter told my mom and me that there was a huge demand for fresh teen pussy, and I should seriously think about being a "date for a rate," as he put it. It was okay with Mom. Neither of them wanted me to work in the brothel. They could be charged with all sorts of crimes such as underage drinking and maybe drugs. So, they set me up locally as a teenage escort.

O: Was that okay with you?

Ida: Of course it was. What girl doesn't want great sex and get paid for it.

O: Has it been great sex?

Ida: Sometimes. You know, every day isn't sunny.

O: Tell us about your first client.

Ida: Okay. Walter wanted to ease me into the profession, and said I could only have two clients each week while I was still in high school. The deal was that his cut would be 50% until I graduated, then 25% afterward. Walter set my fees, so I didn't have to think much about the finances. Some people might call him my pimp. I think of him as my agent, like in sports. He did the computer blog and set up the dates and locations. I really didn't have to worry about anything except showing up.

The thing is, considering those restrictions, it motivated me to try and graduate early. Like I said, school was easy for me, so I took a couple of extra courses and graduated at seventeen.

O: About your first client, how did that work out?

Ida: It worked out okay. He was a nice older rather pathetic man in his mid fifties. He had lost his wife to cancer, and said he hadn't had sex for a year. Walter set us up in a very nice hotel in Vegas. Walter said he wanted me to be a high class hooker, not like my mom, whom he suggested was a common whore. That startled me and Walter noticed. "Yes, your mother has done some work for me in Vegas. I want your first experience as an escort to be, the best," as he put it.

I wore typical teenage clothes, denim cutoffs, a tight fitting t-shirt, and no underwear. But of course, I wasn't going out to a movie. Walter booked us in one of the better hotel rooms but not the penthouse. Walter drove me to the hotel.

O: Where did you meet your first john?

Ida: We met downstairs in the buffet restaurant. The three of us had dinner together. That was nice of Walter because it made me feel more comfortable with a stranger. Around eight that evening, the man took me upstairs to the room. He seemed more nervous than me. He laughed every time he said something, a nervous laugh. I tried to be professional and be a good listener. I really didn't know how to get down to business. Finally, he got up enough nerve to kiss me. It was the first time I had kissed anyone that old.

O: How was the kiss?

Ida: Kind of ordinary, almost a peck. I unbuttoned his shirt while he helped me out of my t-shirt. He was hairy all over his chest and that sort of surprised me. He reminded me of a gorilla. Anyway, he sucked on my nipples. You should know that it gets them really stiff and perky. It also sends some really nice tingles between my legs.

That's when he told me to get naked because he wanted to see my body. So, I stripped and slowly turned letting him see my ass and pussy. Next he stood up and dropped his pants leaving a slight bulge in his briefs.

He said to sit on the couch and spread my legs. I did as he asked. For a long time, he sucked my clit and finger fucked me.

I figured that was all he wanted. Eventually, he stood up and took out his cock from the opening in his shorts. Without a word, he presented a semi-erect penis to my mouth. It didn't take long after I started blowing him that he got really hard and came in my mouth. He said in a rather rough voice for me to swallow it. I had no problem with that.

O: So that was your first customer.

Ida: Yes, but he wasn't finished. We laid in bed for at least an hour, maybe two, with him downing shots of whiskey every so often. All of a sudden he turned me over and had me on all fours. Without as much as a whisper, he slapped my butt and pushed his cock into my pussy, fucking me like he was a twenty year old. His strokes were powerful and deep. His strong arms pulled me on top of him, so I could ride him cowgirl pinching my nipples the whole time. I wasn't sure it was professional to have orgasms, but I came three or four times before he blasted into my cunt. Oh, how great it felt when that warm jizz creamed my insides.

Before he left, the man gave me a tip of a hundred dollars and said not to tell Walter.

I took a shower at that point and when I got out, Walter was there in bed waiting for me. We fucked for the rest of the night. Walter said come clients want to do anal, and it was good for my pocketbook. He introduced me to anal that night.

O: You seem to be the kind of girl that is adventurous. Was your first anal something you were willing to try again?

Ida: It was okay. I was really sore the next day. In the last year, I've gotten used to it. I like it now especially since lots of guys want to do anal. I guess their wives are against it.

O: What you've said sounds like your first night as an escort went well.

Ida: It was and apparently the man enjoyed it too. I've serviced him a half dozen more times since then. We role play now. It makes it a lot more fun for both of us. I call him "papa" and he calls me his little girl. To make it real, I squeal with delight each time he cums. He loves the little girl voice.

O: Let me ask you about a not so terrific incident.

Ida: Oh, that's easy. That was the time a guy came in the room with whips and chains. I didn't mind being handcuffed or even when he put the spreader bar on my ankles. However, I'm not into pain. A little spanking is okay. The nipple clamps were borderline painful but the whips were too much.

O: Did he abuse you or try to torture you?

Ida: I think he might have tried. Walter and I have a secret signal where if he doesn't get a click from me on his cell phone within the first hour, he knows something is wrong. I always have my smart phone with me to give him an automatic message. That night he got in the room just in time. I loved it when Walter made him pay up before throwing him out.

O: Any other firsts you can tell us about?

Ida: Of course. There are always firsts in this business.

O: Okay, that's understandable. What made this one memorable?

Ida: I was called to an upscale condo in the suburbs. A married couple wanted to engage in a three-some. Walter wasn't around at the time. He knew the couple and assured me it would be safe. That was true. They were a lovely couple in their forties. Making it nicer, they had money and were very kind and generous.

After some polite conversation and several glasses of wine, we all went upstairs to the master bedroom. Meredith, Stan's wife, slipped into an erotic outfit with a half cut bra and suspender belt with an open thong. It left nothing to the imagination. Stan changed into what looked like a g-string with a cup for his balls and a sleeve for his cock. Over that he wore an elegant robe and sat on a chair as if he was ready to watch a movie. Meredith sat on the bed and said, "Let's have some fun," motioning me to join her. I was still fully dressed and felt so out of place. Okay, I wore no bra or panties but I was fully covered. Meredith said, "Do you mind if we put on a show for Stan while he watches?"

What could I say? It's just that I had never been with a woman before. She said she absolutely loves undressing other women especially one as sexy as me. So, that's what she did, slowly and erotically. Each step was a masterpiece. The whole procedure made me terribly hot, so when it was time to have sex with her, my head was spinning.

She kept purring compliments about my succulent lips; my gorgeous breasts; my beautiful pink nipples; my tight ass, and my soft swollen pussy. Meredith told me how happy she was that I was shaved. She loved the look of shaved pussies especially in a girl as young as I was.

When I was fully nude, she went down on me. Meredith was the first woman or girl to lick my pussy and suck my clit. She knew what a girl wants, and she did it extremely well. I found myself having multiple mini-orgasms followed by a large climax when she began to finger fuck me.

Meredith left me for a few minutes to give her husband a deep kiss and asked, "Dear, do you like what you see? Is this what you had in mind for your birthday?" He just smiled and nodded, "yes."

When she returned to the bed, she opened her legs to invite me in. I knew what to do. I just did what any girl would enjoy. I could smell the pungent odor of her sex and when I gently spread her pussy lips, it was obvious her juices were flowing freely. She had a plump clit that had already peeked out of it's hood as if to say, "Suck me like a lollipop."

Although I was only seventeen at the time, it seemed that I had a natural ability to satisfy the woman. It was by instinct that I got her so aroused that orgasms came quickly and often.

O: Did her husband, Stan, just sit there and watch the whole time?

Ida: Yes, for awhile. When he decided to join us, the cock sleeve on his g-string had filled out like an inflated balloon. He was much much larger than when I first say him. Apparently the material is elastic and can accommodate a man's cock as it rises to a full erection. Believe me when I say he had a full erection. He really could fill out that garment.

O: Excuse me for interrupting, but it sounds like Stan was really hung and turning you on.

Ida: Yes, of course. Just sitting here talking about it turns me on. Keep in mind I was already wet from playing with Meredith. Stan and his thong just heightened my horniness, if there is such a word.

O: Who did he fuck first?

Ida: It wasn't quite like that. First, he asked me to peal off his thong revealing a beautifully shaped cock. Can a woman say a cock is beautiful? I think so. He was fully shaved. His balls were tight and as large as a baseball. I couldn't resist touching them, almost as if I was feeling them to see if they were real. At that, he took the back of my head and gently eased it to his cock. It took me no time to have him down my throat.

Meredith wasn't idle. She rubbed and sucked my tits as I gave Stan the best blowjob I could manage. It was at a time when I was just getting good at doing deep throat. He had my head in his hands pulling me back and forth on his stiff rod in the rhythm he desired. All of a sudden, Meredith yelled as if in desperation, "Fuck the bitch, Stan. Fuck her! I want to see you fuck the daylights out of that tight twat." It seemed so unlike Meredith.

I wouldn't say he was rough, but forceful, when he turned me on my back and plowed into me. God, that was heaven. From the start, we could hear the squishing sounds of my wet pussy as he rammed into me over and over again. I would have liked to have him last forever. There had been too much foreplay for that to happen. He let loose with a torrent of cum coating the walls of my vagina. You are a man and can't know the wonderful feeling of that warm creamy fluid being injected inside you. I'll tell you that it's better than a warm hug on a cold wintry night.

O: What was Meredith doing when Stan and you were having a fucking good time?

Ida: She was having a buzzing good time with her vibrator. She had gone to the chair where Stan had been watching us. She had each leg propped up on opposite armrests and pleasured herself with the toy.

O: Did you stay the night?

Ida: Almost. I got home at just before daybreak. Before I left, we did a kind of DP where Meredith had put on a strap-on and fucked my pussy while Stan did me anal. I guess you could say that was another first.

O: Tell us about another one of your firsts.

Ida: Yes, well that was at a university. I better not name the school because they could get into big trouble. I was hired along with several other girls to service high school basketball players the university was recruiting. The boys were there with their dads. All we had to do was make them happy. Each of us did a strip and a lap dance, then we took the boys, and sometimes their fathers, for sex. I did three of four guys. The reason it was a first is because this was my first black cock. Even though most of the boys were my age, they were really well endowed. I mean some of them were hung like a stallion. It was pretty obvious that I wasn't their first fuck. One kid said he had three girlfriends, but I was the best fuck of them all.

O: What else can you tell us about being a teenage escort?

Ida: Well, by the time I was eighteen, I was out of school and doing orgy parties and business conferences. I also had a list of repeat customers so that clientele kept me busy. Meredith and Stan invited me to their place several more times. Once it was with another couple making it a five-some. I was making really good money and most of it was tax free. I was pretty confident and decided that Walter was taking too much of my earnings. I really didn't need an agent. I knew the ropes and how to take care of myself. So at nineteen, last year, we parted company.

O: That's when you got into the porn business?

Ida: You mean the adult film industry?

O: Yes

Ida: It was almost by accident. I was in L.A. on a business trip and saw a newspaper ad looking for models for the adult films. They were holding interviews in the hotel at which I was staying. I met with a man and a woman who took a few quick digitals of me and asked a bunch of questions.

O: What kind of questions?

Ida: Mostly what you would expect. First they verified my age, then asked if I liked sex. Duh! They wanted to know what sex acts I was willing to perform like DP, anal, bondage and having sex with a woman. They said they would be in touch. Naomi, the producer, called the next day and said they liked me. So I was invited to a casting call later in the week. As I mentioned earlier, the producer is really nice so I trusted her. I had a couple more clients coming into town that week, so it was easy for me to stick Have you done videos before?

Ida: Of course. It isn't unusual for one of my clients to take out his smart phone to show off his dick drilling my pussy. There are lots of the my videos scattered on the Internet. It's just they are amateur clips. Now it's the real thing, professional, lots of fun and much more money.

O: How did the casting call go?

Ida: Well, I was really surprised. There were two other girls waiting in the office. I was the last one called. Each girl was in the studio for about a half hour before the next girl went in. I would ask each one when they left what it was like. They gave me a frown and said, "The usual." Apparently, they and been there and done that. When I was called, I felt like being asked in the doctor's office. There was a sofa and lots of camera equipment. Naomi was there, a camera crew of three, and me.

The first thing they asked is for me to stand in front of a backdrop and slowly remove my clothes. Each time I took something off, the camera man took a ton of pictures from different angles. Eventually, I was nude. Naomi asked me to sit on the sofa and explained what would be next. I was to engage in several short sex acts starting with a blowjob, fucking in three different positions, and finally anal. She asked if I had a problem with any of that. I said it would be okay.

I was introduced to one of the camera crew who was doubling as a porn actor. Later, I learned that each camera man is also an actor. It saves the studio lots of money that way. The girls before me had done their casting with the other two men in the room, so the guy with me was fresh. Naomi introduced us, and it was time for filming.

We really didn't take much time getting started. I think the guy's name was Richard, and his tongue was between my legs in a flash. Richard knew what he was doing and got me wet and horny almost from the start. Someone said, "Cut," and we moved on. I gave him a short blowjob, then they sat me on the armrests with my legs straddling over the side. This left my legs wide open for Richard to plunge into my cunt. Several 'cuts' later after cowgirl and doggie, Richard prepared me for anal. He had a slightly curved dick that gave me an entirely different feeling. Finally he exploded and filled my bottom with a half dozen shots of cum. The camera man zoomed in for a close-up showing the creamy fluid flowing out of my ass.

That was it for the audition. Naomi thanked me and again. She said she would get in touch. She called the day before Thanksgiving, and said she had a small role for me in a new movie. The rest you already know.

O: Well, Ida, this has been great. You're an absolutely irresistible girl. We appreciate you taking the time to be a part of this interview.

Ida: Thank you for having me. I enjoyed being here.