Meet a male escort near by the Champs-Élysées

Meet a male escort near by the Champs-Élysées

Meet a male escort near by the Champs-Élysées

Suddenly, I received an email from Elizabeth who wanted to meet a male escort at her hotel near by the Champs-Elysées. Below her message was her Facebook link, and when I clicked it, I was taken to a listing of stories. Just glancing at the story descriptions and titles, I saw that she had written everything ranging from group sex to mature sluts.

But before I got started reading her erotic stories, I explored her Facebook page further and found her profile with her own thread in the album section. My heart was racing. I was possibly one click away from seeing her naked for the first time in my life, and that decision wasn’t a hard decision to make.

I opened her thread and was greeted with picture after picture of her nude body, with her face left out of each image. She struck various poses around her bedroom and around the house. She looked slender and delicate, with a soft tone to her. Her upper body looked thin, with her ribs and collar bone visibly protruding, but her hips and thighs had its womanly curves to them. Her breasts were average sized and they sagged a bit, with light pink nipples on full display. And her pubic hairs were neatly trimmed.

I couldn’t get over how gorgeous she looked. After taking in the nude images of her body, I turned my attention back to her stories. I lost track of time flipping through page after page of her beautifully crafted writings.

When I headed upstairs to meet her in a hotel bedroom, I saw Elizabeth at the door, looking prim & proper. She was wearing a long silk blouse with a matching robe on.

My eyes never left her reflection as I stood behind her and held her. My arms wrapped around her waist, just under her breasts, and I squeezed my arms tightly.

As a gentleman, I held her even tighter, letting her feel my growing erection against her rear end.

She didn’t react as my hands moved up to gently squeeze her breasts through her blouse. But it was her eyes that gave away her feelings. They became filled with lust and desire.

As I continued fondling her breast with one hand, I reached beneath her blouse with my other hand rubbed her secret garden through her panties. She still didn’t say a word or try to react, but I took her body’s heart rate and breathing as a sign that she wanted me to continue, so I slipped my hand inside her panties to feel her naked crotch. She was dripping wet.

I obliged, releasing my hands from her body parts and using them to casually pull her robe off her shoulders so that they could fall to the floor. Her face still showed no real reaction as she stood in front of the mirror to watch herself with me behind her. My fingers then moved to the thin straps of her blouse, which hung on her shoulders, and I pulled those off of her as well. Once her blouse fell to the floor, she stood topless. Her panties didn’t remain there long either as she pulled them down herself to reveal her nakedness to me.

My heart nearly skipped a beat from hearing her give herself to me completely. I grabbed her again, this time even tighter, and planted kisses on her bare shoulder and back. I could have turned her around and kissed her mouth and nipples, but that’s not what either of us wanted at the moment. I wanted her to see herself in the mirror as I used her for my sexual gratification. And she had also expressed the same desire in her story to see herself being ravished this way.

Soft breathing escaped her lips when I started kissing her labia. And her breathing became even heavier when I stuck my tongue out and began licking her vaginal lips and tasting her fluids. She tasted and felt wonderful on my mouth, but hearing her moan so openly was what really gave me pleasure. After giving her a few more licks, my throbbing cock couldn’t take it any longer and I desperately needed to ravish her as she had asked.

I stood up and quickly stripped off all of my clothes as fast as I could, with her looking at my nude body in the mirror. I then guided my cock towards her secret garden, and I was able to slid right in because of how soaking wet she had become with my saliva and her bodily fluids. She felt tight and warm. And the moment I went all the way inside her, I saw her face instantly grimace in the mirror from my penetration.

Her words of encouragement drove me wild and I really started going at it. With every thrust I gave, she made different faces which I saw in the mirror. I was incredibly aroused by the sight of her sagging breasts waving back and forth from me fucking her in her bent over position. Hearing her panting and moaning also fueled my arousal, along with the slapping noises our bodies were making together as I ravished her sexually. Soon, all of that took it’s toll on me.

I squeezed her hips as tight as I could and thrusted the way my hormones had been aching for. Stream after stream of cum shot itself inside her vaginal canal, inseminating itself in her womb. It felt like I was about to collapse from incredibly pleasure I was feeling.

She and I lounged in front of the warm fire place after we had sex together. We were both still completely naked. I was sitting on the carpet with my back against the couch, and Elizabeth laid across the floor with her head on my lap.

I began rubbing my fingers through her hair. She lifted her head slightly and gave me a soft kiss on my leg. With her head still on my lap, she looked up at me and smiled. “She likes to joke about how it’s only a matter of time before you and I engage in a little fun.

She then got on all fours and positioned her face towards my crotch and gently kissed the head of my flaccid penis. The first kiss was just her lips pressing itself on me, but the second time, she kissed it harder and more forcefully, causing an immediate reaction on my part.

Her mouth turned its attention back towards my growing erection and planted several more kisses. She brought her hand towards my groin and used her delicate fingers to lift my hard cock, and gave the head of my hard bone a big wet kiss from her puckered lips.

She stuck her tongue out and ran it against the full length of my shaft, tasting her own dried fluids after I had been in her moments earlier. I became even more erect as I felt her tongue bathe me. She licked me up and down, side to side, before swirling her tongue around my head and briefly taking me inside her mouth to suck.

Just as I was in the middle of enjoying her oral pleasure, she pulled her mouth away and got up to kneel over me, with us face-to-face.

I held my saliva covered cock upwards as she asked. She then reached down with her two hands and spread her cheeks apart, leaving her anus wide open for me as she lowered herself. And as soon as the tip of my cock touched her most intimate of areas, she spread the ring of her anus even further so that my head could enter her rectum, which had to struggle it’s way in.

I watched her bite her lower lip while she continued lowering her body on to me, with my cock pushing its way inside her rectal area that felt as tight as a grip of a hand. It was clear that her body was struggling to get used to something foreign going up that tiny little hole in this unnatural act; but it was equally clear by the look on her face that she was enjoying this experience as much as I was.

Her hands clasped around the back of my neck, and with her rectal area loosening up to my hard cock inside of her, she was able to gyrate her hips even more forcefully. She closed her eyes as the pleasure we shared intensified, and her lips began to quiver.

She didn’t have to ask twice and I began furiously rubbing her clitoris with my thumb. And that only served to reinvigorate her as she used even more energy to lift her body up and down on my cock. It wasn’t long until I saw the same look on her face as before, where her eyes squeezed shut and her face twisted with pleasure- she was having another orgasm.

My thumb was relentless in playing with her secret garden as she was enjoying my cock up her. She reached down and also brought one of her own fingers to her secret garden, so that both of us were pleasing her sensitive area together. Her back suddenly arched and her mouth widened, and a stream of clear fluids rushed out from inside her. She was squirting.

She let out a loud scream and even more fluids sprayed itself onto my body and onto the floor. That was more than enough to send me over the edge as well to my inevitable second orgasm inside of her body.

When it was over and the both of us had orgasmed, she collapsed right on top of me, completely exhausted.

***

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Do you know the deepest, darkest sexual fantasies of women?

Do you know the deepest, darkest sexual fantasies of women? Sex, fantasies, of course, are a normal part of life. In our minds, we can engage in risky behaviors without consequences and deliver our inner monster without being judge.

But there are women who are not sufficiently stimulated by erotic dreams, they want more, they want to live intense moments with a man they do not know and will convince them to reveal their sexual desires more taboos.

Men can walk down the street and imagine sleeping with every girl they see, but for women this fantasy is much more illegal. While men can behave like animals in heat, women are supposed to be chaste and pure. But they do not not always want to be.

“In restaurants, I always have a fantasy of a quickie in the toilet with the waiter,” said Sasha, 29 “I like the idea of spontaneity combined with the idea that it’s someone I never see never again. This is the freedom to be as dirty as I want. ”

The fantasy of sex with a stranger is rarely a tender love. In an instant, a woman throws a glance at a passerby, she envisions a virile and quick sex moment, no names exchanged, squeezing him against a wall in an alley. Theoretically, this is the perfect scenario: a fast unattached, and do not worry if it misbehaves orgasm.

While many women like to take control in bed, others are attracted by the idea of being made completely powerless. “I envision a guy tying me and taking advantage of me,” says Laura, 25 “This is not a violent thing; I have no desire to have a man but I want his strength on me.

This is succumbing to pleasure. “In fact, the total submission is one of the most common female fantasies.” Many women are raised to believe that sex is bad, so enjoying it can cause a lot of guilt, “says Drew Ramsey, Ph.D. psychiatrist at the Medical Center of the University of Columbia.
“In such a way it’s not something that the woman is doing, but something that she is forced to do.”

Erica, 26, likes to imagine a man tying and even using a headband. “I like the idea that he is using my body for his pleasure,” she said. “I imagine being helpless and unable to move, then he comes out of my mouth and rubbed my breasts and any where else . ”

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I called a male companion to come to my room

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I called a male companion to come to my room after a dinner in Paris, I was a bundle of nerves. I stared at him, his height and breadth filling my doorway as he leaned with one shoulder against the frame. I wanted a male escort experience to feel like a woman taken by a real man.

I watched him obsessively, unable to keep my gaze from wandering him. My male escort was everything masculine, powerful and help me, I was dreaming hot. My heart started to thump from a potent mixture of fear and lust. My male escort looked me up and down.

My gigolo guided me onto a chair, arranging me so that I was straddling him with my knees on either side of his thighs, holding me in place with one hand at my waist.

My male escort slipped his other hand between my parted legs to test my wetness. I sat frozen as he brushed his fingertips through my soaking curls and slipped them between the slick lips of my pussy, seeking out my engorged clit.

My gigolo gazed into my eyes as he worked two fingers up and down either side of the sensitive flesh, and my eyelids drifted closed from the wonderful sensation.

Then he lightly pinched the tip, where every movement of his exploring digits was intensified, amplified, and I cried out, my head falling back. My male escort soothed me again with gentle stroking, the slow rhythm promising so much more to come.

My gigolo continued his evocative massage of my intimate flesh. I leaned forward with my hands on his shoulders and pressed my lips eagerly to his. It was a sweet moment then his mouth moved against mine and I opened, inviting him inside. James was gentle but firm, confident, his velvet tongue sweeping in to brush against mine and explore me. The combined potency of his taste and the assertive way he filled my mouth sent my senses into a whirling hurricane of erotic pleasure.

I tried to capture his sleek tongue, wanting to suck on it and draw out more of his essence. My gigolo let me have my way for a moment then set out to sample the tastes and textures of my palate, the soft skin of my inner cheeks and the sensitive, almost ticklish surfaces just inside my mouth. My gigolo sucked, probed and stroked, first deeply then less so, withdrawing to lick and nibble provocatively while I gasped and breathed in his breath, drowning in the flavors of him.

Then he shifted his head, sealing our lips together at a different angle, and plunged into my mouth again, leaving no part untouched, unclaimed. All the while he kept up the leisurely manipulation of my clit, his clever fingers never faltering.
It was overwhelming, the sheer intimacy of his mouth devouring mine so passionately and his fingers exploring me so elementally.
My gigolo drew back, panting, and waited for me to drag my heavy eyelids open and meet his burning stare. Then, ever so slowly, he sank a long finger into my cunt.

I nodded helplessly. My male escort had both hands between my legs now, spreading my labia wide with one so that my clit protruded defenselessly, utterly exposed to his exploration. My gigolo dipped his fingers in and out of my channel, spreading my juices all over me, until I was a slick mass of sensitive skin under his touch.

I hold up my breasts and offer him my nipples. I cup the heavy flesh and lean toward him, shuffling my knees farther onto the chair to get closer to his mouth. His lips closed over the sensitive tip and a burst of pleasure traveled through my body to my pussy.

My gigolo drew my responsive nipple deep into his mouth where he rubbed it with the flat of his tongue before flicking it rapidly then rubbing it again. I arched my back, pushing my boob to his lips, wordlessly begging for more, and was rewarded by his greedy sucking. Then he let the nipple pop out the corner of his mouth.

My male escort engulfed the other nipple in his mouth, leaving me to play with the one that was already wet and exquisitely sensitive from his ministrations. I rolled it and pulled it, and he watched while he gripped the other nerve-laden nub between his teeth and tormented it with his tongue.

My body was shaking with huge tremors, racked by impending orgasm, when I felt him enter my channel with two fingers, one from his left hand and one from his right. My gigolo slid them deep, hooked them against my slippery internal walls and stretched me open. I cried out and bucked against his fingers but his grip stayed firm.

My male escort slipped my breast from his lips. James added another finger from each hand, stretching me beyond anything I’d ever experienced before. I whimpered and clutched at his chest, feeling the unforgiving hardness of his body, wanting it.

My gigolo withdrew his fingers, shifted me back a little, and rubbed my glistening juices onto his cock. Then he held it upright, away from his body. James saw me measuring it with my eyes.

My male escort really was huge. I tamped down a sudden flash of nerves and lifted up one leg, putting my foot on the seat of the chair next to his thigh so I could position myself over his dick. James helped me fit the bulbous head against my opening and I paused for a moment, gathering my courage, feeling him pulsing against me.

My gigolo made no move, leaving it to me to lower myself onto his fearsome length. His eyes were fixed on the point of our juncture and his face was flushed with passion along his prominent cheekbones.

I removed my foot and put my knee back down so I was straddling him again, and that small change pushed the blunt tip of his cock through the tight, clenching muscles that guarded my entrance.

My gigolo was in—just barely, but definitely within my body. I gasped at the way he stretched me and froze for a moment, trying to adjust to the feeling of him. He’d prepared me well and I felt my walls ease around him.

I lowered myself in increments, acutely aware of his ingress parting my channel, forging deep into the tender tissues beyond the reach of any fingers. It was a spectacular moment of intimacy, of taking and being taken, of voluptuous pleasure-pain.

I think we both wanted it to last forever, so intense was the gratification, but at last he was seated in me to the hilt and I was overwhelmed with an almost unbearable feeling of fullness and tightness.

I could hardly will myself to move but he took over, lifting me, his brawny arms bulging, until he could move his hips beneath me and slide in and out, each stroke leaving me breathless.

My gigolo set up a slow rhythm, much too slow, clearly determined to enjoy my body to the utmost, smiling while I begged and whimpered for release. I was half out of my mind with the need to come and I ran my hands over my own body, squeezing my breasts, then tried to rub my clit.

I glared at him and he swiveled his hips, probing new and sensitive places deep within my body. James slid lower in the chair and parted his legs more, driving my thighs farther apart. My gigolo was looking past me on the right again and I knew he was watching our reflections in the mirror. I glanced back and shivered. I could see where we were joined, his thick cock plunging in and out of me, and, higher, my ass cheeks were spread and my tightly puckered hole was clearly visible.

As I watched he transferred his hands from my waist to my ass, pulling my cheeks even farther apart and probing at my dark side with his middle finger. The sight of his big, tanned hands on my white butt and his long finger rubbing over my back hole was extremely erotic and I watched in mesmerized fascination as he spread juices from my pussy over the ruched opening.

My reasoning mind was so overwhelmed with sensation and arousal that by the time I realized what he was going to do, it was too late. The tip of the little vibrator was already burrowing into my ass. It was going where no man had gone before.

I leaned forward and buried my face in his neck as he worked it in slowly, pausing often to smear my juices on it. My male escort stopped thrusting into my cunt, leaving his cock wedged deep inside me as he inexorably manipulated the uncompromising plastic length of the vibrator into my ass.

I sank my teeth into his neck as the pain intensified from a twinge to a burn but he kept going until only the base was visible. Then he pumped his hips under me again. I bit him a second time, overwhelmed by the intense sensation of the double penetration.

My gigolo thrust frantically and brought his left hand around to rub my clit with his thumb. James worked my nub intently. And I came, the orgasm bursting out of me, great spasms of clenching and releasing, waves of unprecedented intensity.

At some point during the cataclysm he withdrew the vibrator from my dark hole, which triggered a second, more acute climax. I took him with me over the edge and felt him coming me in the condom as his body jerked and strained beneath mine.

When it was finally over I collapsed on top of him, utterly limp and exhausted, aftershocks still rocking me deep inside. We lay like that for a long time, his softened cock still within my body. Thank James for such magical male experience.

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Naked companionship for ladies, the male escort walked back into the bedroom where Kate still lay, her blond hair spread over the pillow. She looked at him as he approached, her expression wary, a mixture of sadness and desire in her eyes.

The gigolo sat down on the bed beside her and reached out a hand to touch her cheek. Her eyes were shiny, brimming with moisture. She turned fully on her back, watching him beneath her lashes. He could see her indecision, and he didn’t want to give her a chance to change her mind.

He stood beside the bed and trailed his fingers over her breasts, stroked her puckered nipples then caressed his way over her soft belly.

“Spread your legs,” he said.

Madam hesitated just a moment before relaxing her legs, allowing her thighs to part, giving him a tantalizing view of her pussy. Silky blond curls guarded her tender pink flesh.

“Touch yourself,” he said huskily. “Open yourself for me.”

Her right hand glided slowly down her stomach until it hovered over the soft mound. After a brief pause, her fingers slid into the folds, spreading until he could see the opening to her horny pussy and her swollen cherry.

Her middle finger stroked once then twice over the quivering bud. She moaned softly and closed her eyes. God, she was sexy. Head thrown back, hair streaming over the sheets, her lips parted as a sigh escaped them.

The companioship for ladies crawled onto the bed, positioning himself at her feet. He bent down and pressed his lips to the inside of her ankle. Gently grasping her slender leg in his hand, he kissed a path upward, licking and nibbling.

When he reached the juncture of her thighs, he scooted down to her other foot and began again, giving this leg the same tender treatment.

Her breath caught when he nipped the inside of her thigh. His lips hovered over her pussy, and he smiled as he felt her hold herself in anticipation.

James moved instead to her belly and blazed a wet trail up her taut abdomen to the swells of her breasts.

“Oh…” The gasp escaped her lips as he sucked her nipple between his teeth.

Her hand left her pussy, and she dug her fingers into his hair, holding him to her breast.

He tugged himself away and moved his body up until his face hovered over hers. He kissed her, wanting to taste her, wanting to capture her sweet sounds into his mouth. He wanted to absorb every inch of her, make her forget everything but the fact that he was here with her.

Kate broke away with a ragged breath. She sucked in mouthfuls of air before James captured her mouth once again. He moved with urgency. He touched her, kissed her like no one had ever done it before.

Hot, wild, she wanted to crawl right out of her skin. Restless and aching, she could no longer remain still, no longer allow him control.

She pushed at him, rolling him off her. He looked at her with bewildered eyes as she rose over him, letting her hair spill onto his chest.

Placing both her hands on his shoulders, she lowered her head and consumed his lips in a hungry, carnal kiss. Too long had she gone without the close physical intimacy she craved, and now she wasn’t content to lie back and allow him to call the shots.

When she pulled away to gasp for breath, she saw the surprise in his eyes, but she also saw something else. Want. Need. Curiosity. Desire.

A smile curved her lips. A wicked smile she hoped.

The lady straddled his body of companionship for ladies, shoving his arms upward. He arched one brow but allowed her to dictate his movements. When his hands were above his head, she trailed her fingers down the undersides of his arms until she reached his broad chest.

My partner shifted her body until she cradled his cock between her legs. Hard, thick, it brushed against her wetness, and she rubbed up and down, loving the electric currents that raced through her body every time her cherry nudged the head of his hard bone.

She leaned forward and nipped at his neck. Lightly at first, then she sank her teeth into the corded muscle behind his ear. He groaned and shifted underneath her. He started to lower his arms, but she sat up and put both hands on his chest in protest.

The beauty put a finger over his lips as he had done hers earlier. She reached between them with her other hand and grasped his swollen cock. With a twist of her hips, she positioned him at her entrance and slid down, engulfing him.

She trembled, shaking with the force of her desire. She groaned aloud while James devoured her breasts. A flutter started low in her abdomen and raced upward until tension coalesced in her chest and expanded into her throat. Her mouth went dry. She was having the best climax of her life with the magician of pleasure.

***

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The mouth of her male escort was sweet, silken heat.

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The mouth of her male escort was sweet, silken heat. It seared his senses, fired a passion she swore she’d never felt before. She opened his mouth over hers, driving his tongue between her full lips, and entered paradise.

The door at her back was unforgiving, allowing him to feel every soft inch of her body as he pressed her into it. Firm, ripe breasts, nipples spiking into his chest. Womanly hips and belly, just the way he liked them. The hollow of her thighs nestled his sweetly, allowing him slight access to the center of her body. The only thing he couldn’t feel, he grabbed with both hands—a high, full ass that yielded to his touch just enough for a firm, perfect grip. She felt faultless, fitting him like a missing puzzle piece, and her kiss tasted of heat and hunger and a desperate need to match his own.

They explored the evening stubble covering his cheeks and chin, rubbed against the sharp prickles of hair marching down his throat, then drove upward to sink into the sides of his hair and grip tight as he nibbled the tip of her tongue. Panting breaths filled the space between them as they devoured each other, need mounting with every exhale. The need for more. A need he couldn’t deny.

Hands shaking with the sheer force of his desire, my escort toy eased along the curve of her ass, his heart kicking at the lack of panty lines, then smoothed around to her nipped-in waist and up the soft contours of her rib cage. Losing the press of her body against his chest just about killed him, but her breasts waited, beckoning, and he needed his hands on them.

Then her lips were against his, her breath moist as she whispered into his mouth, He hooked his fingers in the low neckline of her dress and pulled, taking the lace of her bra with them. He could feel the rapid pounding of her heart but kept his gaze locked with hers.

In seconds her breasts were on display for him, and he dropped desperate eyes to see her. Beautiful, creamy mounds with hard pink nipples stretched toward him. This hot gentleman traced the blue veins mapping the route to those delectable tips, circling each sensitive nub before moving along another line, then back again.

The last harness on his control broke in that moment. There was no going slow, no patience, no thought left. Only fast. Hard. Now. That was all he knew. Her breast in his mouth, he sent one hand seeking under the hem of her stretchy skirt. When he encountered skin, he popped off her nipple to curse soundly before taking the swollen peak lightly between his teeth and searching out the apex of her thighs.

Moist heat coated the lace at her crotch as he moved it aside. She lifted a knee to ride his hip, giving him better access, and he immediately drove two fingers straight in. She bucked against him, her channel spasming around his fingers, locking him inside as her pleasure detonated like an out-of-control rocket.

The feel of her orgasm sparked emotion deep in his chest that the gigolo knew better than to acknowledge. Instead he rubbed her sweet button lightly with his thumb, setting her off again. She was tight, tighter than he’d expected, and he had to work to thrust his fingers far enough inside to stroke the rough surface of her G-spot. She gasped, almost choking, her shock apparent. He swallowed the sound with a desperate kiss, wringing every nuance of pleasure from her body before releasing her mouth.

As she trembled against him, lost in the afterglow, The man jerked desperately at the zipper of his pants, smearing her cream over the material in the process. In record time, he put a condom. He adjusted her leg higher on his thigh, bent his knees, and thrust home.

Instead he rocked them from side to side, easing the constriction surrounding him. The wet heat of her earlier release teased his sheathed bar as he nibbled and sucked the muscle along the side of her neck. Gradually her grip changed to needy clutching as he slid his mouth down to her breast, licking one softening nipple until it stood sharp and proud once more before taking it between his lips and torturing her with pleasure.

Not until her body vibrated with hunger did he begin to thrust, and the feel of her so tight around him, arching into him, grinding her secret flower against his pelvic bone, sent him over the edge in thirty seconds flat. Not near soon enough. Or long enough. He angled his hips, the broad head of his still-hard shaft dragging along her G-spot, and with one more press on her secret garden, she exploded, this time around his ultra sensitive stick, amazing him when she pulled him with her once more into the abyss.

***

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Dear Unknown Lovely sexy Lady,

Before you get deep into reading this erotic and very horny letter; I have a raging hard on just writing it. No doubt my come will be flowing into my hand by the time I have finished writing, just thinking of what you will be doing to yourself whilst reading it.

It all started when I dreamt that we were out at our favorite restaurant for Valentine’s Night. You looked stunning in your new red low cut mini dress. With your perfectly sized breasts held in place by the new uplifting corset you bought. Your large nipples were already pushing the soft material of the corset out through your dress. That told everyone that looked at you that you were already very horny. The thought of what you looked like under that dress gave me a hard on all though dinner. There were other couples eating all looking lustily at each other. All of them in the knowledge that once dinner was over they were going to have some great sex when they got home; if they got that far.

We sat there talking and teasing with sexy talk, your bright blue eyes shining back at me full of lust and desire. It was wonderful to see that sensuous almost slutty look. So teasing, yet so wanting. Then you took off your high heel stiletto and started to rub your foot up my leg to my balls. Rubbing them gently at first and gradually pushing them harder and harder. I never thought that I could get so turned on. My own damp patch was building up with the amount of precome that I was oozing out.

Eventually we finished dinner and got up to leave. We held hands walking back to the car. But before getting in I pushed you up against the car door and kissed you hard. You drove your tongue into my mouth where we exchanged fluids. I sucked on your tongue like it was your clit. You could not wait any more. You unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out. You slid one of your legs up so that your knee was level with my waist and grabbed hold of my cock and started rubbing the tip of it against your clit. To say that you were wet is an understatement our joint fluids mixing to make a smooth silky slippery surface.

Your juices were running down the inside of your gorgeous thighs soaking the tops of your stockings. With the tip of my cock flicking against your clit you could not take it any longer and let out an almighty scream as an orgasm hit you. Your whole body shuddered. Your knees collapsing from under you; such was the intensity of the orgasm. I wanted to fuck you there and then. But I wanted to eat your wet pussy even more. That required a little more time and comfort. I opened the car door and lifted you up into your seat. Feeling your wet thighs as I did so, it was a wonderful feeling, my hands sliding all over your thighs. All that juice on my hands. I brought them to my lips and licked them dry.

Concentrating on the drive home was impossible. You sat there with your legs spread wide open dress pulled up to your waist flicking your clit with your fingernail. The scent of your pussy juice filled the car. The smell was awesome. When you inserted first one finger then two and finally three fingers deep into your pussy whilst still stroking your clit, I nearly crashed the car! As we neared home your body started to shake and I knew you were about to have yet another orgasm. You exploded, screaming, panting.

Driving your knees together as your orgasm peaked, holding your fingers tight inside your pussy. As I pulled into the driveway you parted your legs and pulled out your fingers. Putting them in your mouth and licking the juices off them. You turned to face me and bent over to kiss me. What a great feeling that was to taste your love juice on your lips and tongue. Ohhh and the smell of your sex just blew me away.

Not wanting to waste any more time we got out of the car ran inside the house. Immediately, I spun you around and started to kiss you passionately. Driving my tongue once again deep into your mouth. My hand moved down your dress gripping hold of your ass cheeks, sliding the dress up higher exposing them to the palm of my hand.

As I slid a finger down the cleft your ass cheeks I could feel it was very moist. It was wet from your juices that had been flowing out of your swollen pussy all night long. Continuing to kiss you I tilted you forward towards me and I inserted the tip of a finger into your ass hole. Where I gently caressed you just inside your tight hole, made easier with the wetness from your pussy. You loved it. You started begging me to push it deeper into your ass. But I said not yet. I led you to the dining room. Turned you around and pulled your arms up high and lifted off your dress over your shoulders.

You were wearing only pair of high heels a bra, garter belt and stockings and nothing else. I led you by the hand and bent you over the dining room table; so that your ass and pussy lips were staring right back at me. I took in that wonderful sight and stepped forward stroking my rock hard dick against your pussy lips. As I leaned forward

I started kiss the back of your neck. Then, with my tongue, I started to lick your shoulders, moving slowly to your armpits and down your side, licking your skin all the time. Gently moving across to your spine where I traced it with my tongue all the way down to the top of your bum cleavage. All the while my dick was rubbing you up and down between your ass and pussy.

I turned you over so that your back was lying on the table and your legs were hanging free, spread wide apart displaying just that wisp of hair that you keep at the top of your pubic mound. I moved up your body and started kissing those sensuous lips. As I was kissing you so my rigid cock was stroking your clit, our juices mingling together to make a slippery channel of sex. From kissing you I slowly moved down your body. Kissing your neck, tits and pinching your nipples with my lips. I got to your belly button and licked all around it.

Then down over your pubic mound and firmly planted my lips on top of your gorgeous rock hard, gagging to be licked clit, whereupon I did just that. I licked it, sucked on it just the way you like it. My hand moved to your pussy hole and I inserted first one finger then two. Gently rubbing the insides of your front pussy wall as I sucked on your clit, whilst with my other hand I started to tickle your bum hole, still soaking wet from my tongue and the juices flowing out of your pussy.

As you came down from the orgasm, I kissed you driving my tongue into you where your tongue met mine. You devoured that taste of your orgasm juices. You had wrapped your legs around me your high heels digging into my bum cheeks and I had my dick resting just on the outside of your saturated pussy lips, teasing you. There it stayed for a couple of minut

es just gently nudging your entrance. Once you had fully recovered from the orgasm. I thought “I’m going to give her another one” and once again attacked your clit. But this time much softer, with gentle circles, looping around your clit with my tongue. You did not stop me, but had another good orgasm; pushing my head away as the sensitivity of your clit got beyond bearable. Whilst you were still enjoying that one I got up and thrust my dripping hard cock right into your gaping and very ready pussy hole.

Your pussy muscles gripped like a vice holding it there all the way in. As your orgasm relaxed I started to move in and out of you slowly, slowly, all the while enjoying watching your face expressing the pleasure that you were receiving. As I built up a rhythm with my dick sliding easily sliding in and out of your pussy, we both started to lose control; I started to hammer home my dick harder and harder. All the while both of us were panting and shouting out loud saying how fucking great this was. Eventually I exploded deep inside of you.

Spurt after spurt hitting your cervix. It flowed out by the sides of my dick. Mixing with your fluids and dripping down onto the floor. Both of us sharing an orgasm. I collapsed on top of you. Both of us exhausted from a fantastic session of dirty horny sex. What you did next was awesome. You slide me off you so that my dick flopped out of your pussy.

You stood up and spread your legs and bent forward slightly. The next thing I saw was my come and your fluids dropping down out of your pussy in a stream of white stickiness down onto the floor. After you had squeezed your pussy muscles to expel all the come juice you got down on the floor and licked up every drop of it. Pulling me down on to the floor you planted your lips onto mine so that I too could taste our communal fluids. You spit some of them into my mouth and I swallowed it. You had already swallowed most of it yourself!

We went up stairs and climbed into bed snuggling up close totally exhausted after an amazing sex session.

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The kiss of my escort boy is both passionate and ferocious. He’s completely devouring me, yet setting my body on fire with lust. He pulls back slightly, his full and soft lips kissing my own. His tongue darts out and glides over my swollen bottom lip.

I don’t wait for his response. I turn and quickly maneuver through the dark house until I get to my room. As soon as I cross the threshold, I feel James lift my shirt up. I raise my arms in an attempt to help him get it off. The shirt falls to the floor in a whisper.

I feel him move against my back, his large hands gently moving over my hips, across my stomach, and then he cups my breasts. I moan loudly as he squeezes them in his hands, an electric spark shooting to my core. My head drops back against his chest, and his mouth finds my neck.

One of his hands begins trailing my stomach, progressing further and further down, until his hand rubs my pussy from the outside of my pants. I wonder briefly if he can feel the wetness through them.

He swiftly turns me around, and backs me up until my legs hit the side of the bed. I sit down and scoot back, waiting for his next move. He’s still completely dressed, and I’m topless, my breasts moving up and down with each breath I take.

The gentleman pulls the bottom of his shirt up and over his head in one quick motion. I gape at him. He is beautiful. His large erection is pushing against his pants, and the outline leaves very little to the imagination.

He stalks forward, pushing me gently back until I’m lying down. My pants are suddenly yanked off and tossed next to my shirt. I’m left wearing only my purple thong. After kicking off his shoes and climbing on the bed, he hovers over my body, his lips an inch away from mine.

Closing my eyes as he continues massaging my clit, taking me to a land of euphoria. He brings his hand back up and cups my breast. I watch as his mouth covers my nipple, his tongue twirling around the hardened bud. He lifts his face and looks me in the eyes.

Biting down on my lip and groan in anticipation. James kisses my chest before moving down to my stomach. When he reaches the skin below my belly button, his tongue slides out and he makes a trail all the way to the top of my panties. My breath hitches and I wait for him to go lower.

I feel him slowly slide my panties down my legs, never taking his eyes off of me. He runs his large hands up my legs to the inside of my thighs, gently spreading them apart. I moan as I throw my head back.

Gasping as soon as I feel his warm tongue on my pussy. I hear him grunt as he continues licking the length of me. His lips cover my clit and he sucks gently before lightly flicking his tongue back and forth over it.

I grip the covers in my hands and try to keep from squeezing him in between my legs. All of a sudden I feel his tongue dip inside of my opening. I cry out.

The gigolo continues to fuck me with his perfect tongue while his finger rubs my clit, bringing me to the brink of an orgasm. When he stops, I whine in frustration. James quickly shuts me up when he begins to consume me.

He licks, sucks, kisses, and penetrates my pussy with his godly tongue until I’m squirming around on the bed. My hands are gripping his head, making sure he doesn’t move away. He slips two fingers inside of my soaking wet pussy and only a minute later, I’m experiencing the most amazing orgasm I’ve ever had in my life. I yell out his name.

He moves to his knees, straddling my legs, and I instantly reach up and pull him towards me. My lips crash into his, and I taste myself on him. I suck his tongue into my mouth and his hands go to the back of my head, pulling me closer.

James pulls away, but only to remove the rest of his clothes. He drops a gold condom wrapper on the bed next to me. I wait impatiently as he puts the condom over his impressive, thick length. He finally situates himself between my legs, his eyes meet mine and then he thrusts in.

My pussy stretches around his dick as he continues his long thrusts in and out. He moves back to his knees, grabs my waist and lifts me up until I’m riding him.

I feel like I can feel him in my stomach, and it takes a while before I can move comfortably. I hold onto the hard ridges of his shoulders while I rock back and forth, and up and down.

After a while he lays me back down and turns me over. With his hands on my hips, he pulls my ass in the air and pushes his thick cock back inside. My hands fist the pillow and I bite down on the corner of it.

His right hand comes around and starts rubbing perfect circles over my swollen clit. The combination of his fingers touching me, and his cock hitting the perfect spot, I come again. Hard.

James thrusts harder and faster, squeezing my ass in his hands. I feel him stiffen slightly. He roars out in pleasure as he comes. I feel his cock throbbing inside of me. When he pulls out, my body collapses onto the covers. I hear him chuckle before he smacks my ass lightly with his hand. I curl into him, my head lying on his chest, and then sleep welcomes me

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My male escort let me walk pass him. We go through a long corridor, which serves many rooms, some with glass doors. I am impressed with so much space. James meets my gaze.

This huge and splendid apartment, is also wonderful like James … I feel in an advertisement for a luxury perfume! Arrival on the balcony, I gasped. It offers an incredible view of Paris.

We enter the room, James offered me to settle into the couch, and then welled in the kitchen. James returned with a tray of Italian antipasti, and sits next to me. James serves me an Italian sparkling wine.

I’m intimidated by this gentleman who invited me to dinner. I watch him sitting next to me in this huge couch. James is so cute with his slightly open white shirt.

We remain silent for seconds. James looks at my lips with relish. This look troubles me. James puts his face near mine. I feel his breath a few inches from my mouth. James stops a bit in his movement. This erotic tension is unbearable!

Then James puts his lips against mine. A long french kiss, languid, sensual, which makes me shiver. James slid his hand behind my neck and so keeps me with a lot of strength and softness at a time. If he make love as well as he kiss …

I feel melt under his kisses. I feel his hands gently unhook my blouse. His look says a lot about the night we’ll have … I close my eyes, and do not move.

My lover makes me look a little further back, his hands coming to drag my shirt on my shoulders, and his mouth away from my chest. His lips so soft, rest on my breasts, just above my bra.

His tongue interferes under the fabric, I sigh. It’s so good. I take his head in my hands, and then press a bit against my breasts. I caress his beautiful hair. His hands roam my back, James unhooks my bra. I find myself topless, thank you to his mouth. This is the first time that sensual kisses gave to me such effect.

My gigolo looks up to me, I plunge into his dark eyes, and smiled. That smile means: continue, your touch turn me on. James forcefully grabs my hips and made me switch a little further back.

His hands now unbutton my jeans. A button, two buttons, three … James slides the jeans, puts his mouth against my belly and gently down to my panties. I can not control anything. I shudder and feel pleasure from his mouth a few inches from my sex. James approaches more and more my crotch, to please with little kisses.

I am confused and excited at the same time. My cheeks are becoming red as his tongue approach my secret garden. I also feel that my panties gets a bit wet. My body and mind are in unison, connected to this man who kisses me. James stops.

I raise my head and see him watching with intensity and desire my panties, wet from his kisses and my excitement. Then James greedily plunges his face between my thighs, my panties aside with his hand and starts to taste me, lick me, kiss me.

My God, how good it is … Never a man did it with such passion … My legs begin to tremble under the pleasure, I sigh becoming stronger. I also hear his sigh. James will make me come if he continues. Does he want me to come, like this? His lips, his tongue, his mouth against my sex again and again. It’s more powerful, I feel that my heart will explode. I’m like in a daze, as if nothing existed around us, There are only our bodies, and desire. His hands grip my hips, I grab his wrists, and hold them tight. I feel the climax is coming.

I’m coming, James will make me come …

“James , I will … James …”

I can not finish my sentence, I cry with pleasure. A cry as a complaint. The enjoyment through my whole body shaking. James puts his face against my stomach, my hands caress his neck.

“You’re very pretty, when you come, Danielle,” he said with his beautiful deep voice.

Emotion brings tears to my eyes. James looks up to me, I turn my head. I do not want him to see me so excited, it’s ridiculous …

After a few minutes of silence, during which I feel floating out of time, out of space, I reconnect to reality: I am half naked, while he is still fully clothed! I really wanted to see and feel his naked body against mine. James sits down on the couch, I approach to unbutton his shirt already slightly open. Then his jeans, slowly … I put kisses on his chest, as James did with me just now. James has a firm body, and extremely soft. Breathing deeply his manly scent, I feel excited again.

My hands caress his chest while I kiss increasingly close to his open jeans. My mouth is approaching his shorts, I feel his hard bone, very strong, in his jeans. I would like to take off his clothes, take his penis in my mouth, give him as much pleasure as he gave me just now. But shyness, I hesitate to do so …

While my hands go down to open a little more his jeans, James takes me gently by the shoulders. I give up his iron bar to get close to his lips. I sit against him, my sex naked against his body. James holds my hips, we kiss with fervor and strength. As if our lives depended on it. My whole body is just chilling.

I immerse my gaze in his. His beautiful dark eyes turn me on. His hands gently caress my naked booty while I move slightly against him. This man makes me mad with desire.

My escort boy takes me by the waist and lifts me with both a lot of strength and delicacy, to knock me on the back, on her couch. While I’m lying naked, I look at him taking off his jeans and underwear. James approached me slowly. All of a sudden I feel nervous again. As if it was the first time I made love. I have not had a lot of partners, but I am not a virgin either. And yet, to feel closer to me, naked and beautiful, I feel like a teenager.

He approaches his mouth from my breasts and my nipples gently nibbles. I sigh, it’s so good. All my nervousness vanished, I am only a desiring body. I want to feel it in me, I want him to make love, right now, right away.

He walks away a few seconds to get a condom and put it on his penis, then back again on my mouth and on my nipples, hardened by my excitement. James slips between my legs, and gently penetrates me. Our bodies merge. I feel his sex, long and hard, making long back and forth in me. My legs around him.

For long minutes, James is taking me, going slowly, then faster. James kisses me on the lips, in the neck. I get drunk of its smell. It’s so good … James gently grabbed my waist, I sit back on him, but this time feeling his member in me. I wave, I arch my back, I embrace him. My secret garden scorching slides on his own, we are in unison … James holds me by the waist, and accompanies the movements of my pelvis. I feel I’m going to come again.

I move more quickly on him. James grabbed my breasts. I feel the enjoyment from his cock to invade my body, I arch my back and screams of pleasure. James also is coming.

Seconds of intense happiness … I seek refuge in the hollow of his shoulder, and we remain long, panting, sweating our bodies against each other. I wish this moment last forever.

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Oh James, you look so handsome, having dressed for me this evening, taking pride in selecting the perfect outfit to accompany your natural beauty. Your skin is so smooth, and I run the back of my fingers down your cheek to your chin, your eyes twinkling above your nose as your seductive lips slowly spread into a smile at my touch.

I lean in for a kiss and can smell the cologne on your skin, so soft for such a masculine man, such broad shoulders and strong arms that I know can manipulate me to the most sinful of predicaments.

The heat of your kiss warms me, as do your fingers along my bare thighs, seeking my center, confirming that I have been desperate to have you for the past hour as we sat making idle chitchat and being respectable in public. There is not much respectable about us behind closed doors.

You tug my jacket off, getting locks of my long blond hair caught in the process, exposing my throat. You take advantage and lean in, devouring me with your lips, your teeth gently nipping at my neck, my ears, eliciting moans of bliss. You flick the button to my little cardigan, roughly shoving it off my shoulders, pull my camisole down, and squeeze my breasts together, biting my now-hard nipples through my bra. Wanting more flesh, we fight each other to expose my skin, then I need yours, and I begin undoing the buttons covering your chest.

I continue my journey south, relieving your beautiful manhood of the constraints of your trousers, dropping to my knees to engulf you in the hot wetness of my mouth. I am so desperate to taste you, feel you, that I try to swallow every bit of you that I can, taking you to the depths of my throat. I remain there for a moment, feeling your pulse with my own, beating as one: mutual desire. I slowly withdraw, feeling your thickness between my lips, savoring the sensation as I use the tip of my tongue to caress the underside of your beautiful hard bone.

I reach your thick head and swirl around and around, gently probing for any sweet precome, and my ministrations are generously rewarded with a drop of the juice we both savor so much. I slide my hands around to your glutes, spreading my palms across your cheeks and squeezing, loving the feel of your ass in my hands. I gently pull your cheeks apart, slide one hand in, and tickle your rosebud and taint with my finger and am rewarded with a moan from you and a slight trembling in your knees.

You pull me up abruptly, unzipping my skirt and pushing me over the easy chair behind me. My legs are splayed, and I am at your mercy. You know this as you dive into my bare center, hitting my secret garden right away, but only to tease for a bit before licking lower, between my lips, gently tugging with your teeth, sucking my nectar. You return to my secret garden, alternately licking, flicking, and gently biting, adding your thick fingers to my slick opening as you ravage me.

I am soon writhing on the chair, not sure if I am trying to have you or get away from such exquisite pleasure, but soon enough I cry out.
“Oh, James, oh, I’m coming, Baby, don’t stop!” I buck against your hand, your lips, as wave after wave rushes through me, and every muscle in my body contracts. You continue to suckle me as the intensity of my orgasm ebbs, your gaze locked onto mine as your fingers find mine and intertwine.

You climb up my body, biting a hard nipple in a way that tells me you are in no mood for cuddling but need release. Your kisses deepen, and you lean forward, cupping my breasts, so that now you are flush with me as you slide in and out in smooth, well-aimed movements that hit all the right spots.

You pull back and guide me to a chair, seating me and pulling me so my ass is barely on the edge, as am I at this point. You slide your iron-hard rod into me for a moment; my eyes start to roll into the back of my head, but you have so much more in store for me.

I feel the heat of you at my backdoor, and my legs splay just a bit more to grant access. You begin to push, and I feel the crown sliding in, that initial ease before the inevitable pop when the head completely violates my most decadent space.

Is there any more delicious feeling? You pull my ankles up as you simultaneously slide deeper into my ass, then, with one final thrust, you are buried balls-deep. You know how much I love it when you wait there a moment, driving me absolutely mad with desire.

I reach up and pinch your already hard nipples, gently tugging as you slam into my ass, holding my ankles up and apart, taking my ass so completely. Your thrusts are wild, deep, and strong as you fill me in the way only you know that I love. I am pinned against the back of the deck chair, barely able to meet your thrusts, but I clench my ass, gripping you, trying to keep you as deep inside me as possible, feeling every bit of you as you hammer in and out of my tight ass.

I find myself crying out in ecstasy as I come and come, feel you growing even more rigid in my ass, slamming into me, then pausing, only to thrust one final time before releasing my ankles as your body grows rigid with your final thrust.

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