Fucking

There are times when I get a call that it is a little out of the blue; my profile does say that I am willing to do kinky things but not very many people seem to take me up on that offer so when I finally hear that someone is interested in it I am always willing to jump on the chance.

Spending my Wednesday evening with my favourite Stratford escort Stacy Adams made me unable to think of anything else.

I fumbled around for a few seconds until I finally found the bra hooks, but unclasping them took just as much time as locating them, probably even longer.

I had never been so close to a girl as sensual as Natasha, but now, I would have this raunchy Stratford escort all to myself for sixty whole minutes. I would get to enjoy her company, and her undivided attention would be on me the whole time.

"Wоuld уоu... dо you think уоu соuld?" The expression оn hеr fасе ѕhоwеd that ѕhе knеw еxасtlу what I wаѕ thinking, whаt I wаѕ asking, whаt I was trying to аѕk. Hеr fасе rеddеnеd a little аnd thе slight smile оn her fасе lооkеd a littlе forced.

It all ѕtаrtеd оnе evening whеn I was surfing thе web. Wеll OK, ѕеаrсhing rаthеr thаn surfing, I wаѕ lооking аt pictures, and mоviеѕ оf уоung girlѕ, 18, 19, mауbе a littlе older, nothing tоо weird. I wаѕ lооking to fееd my fаntаѕу fоr уоung girls with older guys, guys my age, mid 40's.

He was nice. Easy to talk to, not at all boastful and seemingly more interested in me than in talking about himself.

The drive from one of London's top restaurants in Mayfair to the apartment in Cheshunt into which I had recently moved can take anywhere from an hour during the day to around fifteen minutes in the early hours of the morning.

John was relentless in his ramming of my cunt and I felt myself begin to climax and as it washed over me in wave after wave of pleasure he shot his spunk into me with several powerful spurts which I felt hit my cervix.

It all began when Steve, my husband of fifteen years came home and told me that he had been made redundant from his job with a big software company in Holborn.

Rushing around the house, we were making sure everything was locked and we had all the things we needed for the weekend.

I am sitting in a lovely hotel room, just off the M1 near Watford. With me is the lovely Arisa (not her real name) who has proceeded to suck my cock just enough to the point where you could check my pulse by just watching my member throb. Yes, she's that good. Or maybe I'm that horny.

Things were already heated. Bras and panties were flying all over the place. Jessie got wet as I ground against her seductively. My cock was already firm and ready for action. I allowed my cock to cradle in the crease of her pussy before entering her slowly.

This year I decided to take a vacation. Now many people decide on their vacation location based on hotel rates, sites in the city or even the food that is served. I picked my vacation location based on the escorts that were there.

Dinner at my family’s house turned out better than expected Jessica aka my escort for the night aka my girlfriend, did a great job at winning over my family.

Many people think that escorts are only for men but that’s not the case. Women enjoy having their fantasies played out just as much as men or even more. This is where we, the escorts, come into play.

The company that I work for usually sends me on business trips every three to four months. While I enjoy the pay and it’s all the other perks that come with it sometimes at night it gets a bit lonely.

I look through the window and I see the island that we just left. The light turned on indicating that it was ok for us to unbuckle our seatbelts. We were one our way to Vegas. I was on a private jet with fifteen, horny men who were ready to have a weekend of fun.

As a woman you would hope that the person who did the most romantic thing for you would be your boyfriend or better yet your husband, right? Wrong! The clients of escorts have put many husbands to shame over the past few years that I have been working with the escorts company, and tonight was no different.

I lost my Father when I was quite young, he and my Mother were already estranged as I learnt from an early age my Mother had an insatiable sexual appetite.

I started walking along the side of the A6 just North of Luton trying to thumb a lift, it was a rare boiling hot day when a van stopped for me, I was so grateful to escape the heat.