Hotel

The faint sound of buzzing filled Stephanie’s ears. She swatted near her head, eyes still closed. She didn’t want to wake from the wonderful dream she was just having with a man named Alejandro.

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.

It was early in the morning when I got an email from a man named Connor, a business executive who was coming to London for a few days and wanted a Busty escorts on his arm.

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.

It was interesting to make nice conversation with a beautiful woman that I had just spent 2 hours making love to and I didn’t think she realized who I was! Yes, this lovely lady is a beautiful blonde Wembley escort and is the respectable wife of an acquaintance of mine both of whom I just happened to run into at this cocktail party.

"CindySpice, you are an amazing woman."

Hello London! That was my motto for three beautiful nights and two and a half days. They say that what happens in London stays in London, how true that is. At least it is for me.

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.

I walked out of the elevator and I walked straight pass his secretary. I smile and nod and she nods back. Mr. Edwards was a regular of mine. We would usually meet at a hotel but on rare occasions such as these we meet at his office.

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.

As usual we arrive on time. We fluffed each other’s hair and adjusted clothing to make sure that we were perfect before we knocked on the hotel door. We escorts take good care of each other just as we take good care of our clients.

Twenty five and a virgin was not working for me. I had been to the almost there but realizing that it wouldn’t work out. I am very traditional but my hormones were getting the better of me. I needed a release and I needed it soon.

As I stepped into the restaurant I gave them the names of the persons I was to meet. I followed the gentleman to a very secluded table at the corner of the restaurant. My clients were already there and I smiled as I approached them. The gentleman left and we were alone.

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.

I looked out the balcony. The view was gorgeous. It looked over the city and even though it was very early in the morning there were still a few cars on the road. The breeze blew and I shivered I wrapped my arms around my body.