Straight Gigolo Paris – France

Straight Gigolo Paris - France

Straight Gigolo Paris – France

Her Straight Gigolo Paris – France, lowered his head again and gave her left breast the same sort of attention, lavishing kisses on it, sucking the nipple, rolling his tongue around it as she lifted her hips again and again against him, unable to stop herself.

Her arousal was potent, sharp in its intensity. She felt everything he did to her all over her body. It was nervousness, of course, and the adrenaline rush that came with a brand-new partner after being with only one man in two years.

Her male escort rose up off her body, knelt over her hips and unzipped his pants. He lowered them and his black boxer briefs to his thighs. With one hand he stroked himself over her.

When he started to raise his pants up again—more teasing—she reached out and grabbed his wrists. James took her naked breasts in both of his hands and held them, squeezing them lightly and massaging them.

She couldn’t quite believe it. This was James from Paris, France ? The James, gigolo for demanding ladies of the city of love. He asked her to take her clothes off. Her male escort wanted to see her body. She was being to be the happiest woman on earth tonight. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen a man do in her life—pull down his pants to show her his hard french cock.

Her male escort was big enough to impress her, and he’d known it. She stretched out on her back again. James stood up off the bed but only long enough to finishing undressing. Pants off. Boxer briefs off. Wearing nothing but the slightest smile, he crawled back over her, took her wrists in his hands and pushed them over her head onto the bed.

She lay there, panting, aroused, scared in all the best ways to be scared, the ways people courted danger by skydiving and having sex with near-strangers. But this felt safe, too, safe as a roller coaster. Controlled fear.

James wasn’t a real stranger even if he seemed like it when he acted like this. She’d known him since she found his web site and read all the story of this male escort in Paris.

Her male escort cupped the back of her neck to lift her so he could unhook her bra and remove it completely. It ended up with his clothes on the floor. James unbuttoned the top button of her dress and he paused for a split second as if waiting for her to object.

She had no objections. None. Instead of raising an objection, she raised her hips, allowing him to slide her dress down her legs and off her.

When he started to peel her underwear off, she knew it was going to happen and she was happy about it. She wanted this. No fear, no nervousness, no guilt. Only pleasure. As it should be.

James pressed a kiss onto her stomach. She dug her hands in his hair—such soft hair—and sighed as his lips left a burning trail from hip to hip and then down and down a little more.

The gigolo for ladies kissed her upper thighs. He pushed her legs open. In one impressively smooth movement, James turned around, straddled her shoulders and dropped his head between her legs.

She lifted her head and took his cock into her mouth as he ran his tongue lightly up and down the seam of her vulva. Moaning, she opened her legs even wider for him and took more of him into her mouth.

She gripped the back of his thighs and found them hard as steel in her hands. And he was hard as steel between her lips. The only thing soft was the kiss he placed on her clit. A gentle kiss followed by a lick and another lick.

Her male escort spread her wider with his fingertips and licked her deeper inside. It felt so good she moaned, and since James’s cock was deep in her mouth he moaned, too. More of a groan than a moan. Whatever it was, James was pretty sure she’d never heard a man make a sound that sexy and sensual.

As she sucked him, she ran her hands up and down the backs of his legs, grabbing his ass a few times to playfully distract him and to drag him down closer to her. Her male escort got the hint and started pushing his hips in and out, fucking her mouth.

Her gigolo didn’t go too hard or too fast, didn’t choke her with his cock, which she appreciated. He was careful even as he went down on her, taking his time, teasing her with kisses and making her work for more by spreading wider for him and pulling her knees up to her chest.

He caressed her wet open body with his fingertips. She could feel it as he massaged her inner labia, opening them up, and circling her secret garden over and over again.

Her gigolo pushed one finger into her and her hips came off the bed in embarrassing eagerness for more. He pushed in a second finger and licked her clitoris again.

James climbed off her and stretched out along the side of her body. He fondled her breasts, shaking his head the whole time. He slid between her legs again and opened her up for him.

Once more he pushed two fingers inside of her, easing them in and out and around the warm, wet interior of her body as he licked her and sucked her and kissed her and finger-fucked her. She was awash in pleasure, in that sort of soft liquid pleasure that suffuses the stomach and back and hips all at once and makes the thighs tense and quiver and fingers clutch at the sheets. That sort of pleasure.

She was going to come and soon and hard and on his mouth. James’s head fell back and her shoulders came off the bed again. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and she dug her heels into the mattress as James brought her to the pinnacle of pleasure and left her there as he slowed down, eased up the pressure to draw it out a little longer…a little longer…

Her gigolo stopped licking her and just used his fingers inside her. She’d been close to coming and now the urge faded, but only slightly. He hadn’t been kidding about wanting to drag the sex out as long as possible. He brought her almost to coming again and she could have screamed and would have if it didn’t feel so good getting there and back again.

He wrapped his lips around her clitoris and sucked it and licked it as once more he brought her to the edge of climaxing. She lifted her head off the bed and watched him as he kissed her. His eyes were closed and he looked intent on his work and yet…sublime. This was not a man who went down on her begrudgingly or only to get a blow job out of her. This was a man who loved doing what he was doing and it showed.

With both hands, James spread her wet folds open and with the flat of his tongue lapped at her clitoris in long slow licks that turned into short fast licks until she was frozen on the bed, paralyzed but with the sharpest, most intense sensation of pleasure she could remember feeling in all her life.

And it went on and on, waves of it hitting her like ocean waves. Not gently, but hard, knocking her under, slamming the breath out of her. Her hips bucked and her vagina contracted on James’s fingers. She did scream his name when an amazing orgasm blow her mind totally as she reached cloud nine.

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Now Dear Ladies, would you like to live your fantasy in total discretion and safety. Express all your desires and immerse yourself in the pleasure of a sensual experience with me in mutual respect with protection. To consume without moderation…

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10 signs that you need sex

10 signs that you need sex
Despite many medical visits, you have not found words to explain your distress?

What if you had not looked in the right place and everything was very simple?

Whether you are single or a couple, the lack of sex is easily identified and reveals many things. Here are the 10 signs that prove you are concerned.

And here’s the solution to your need for pleasure.

1) You are in a bad mood

When we make love, we release endorphins, hormones of well-being, in large quantities. Result, as at the end of a sports session, we are relieved of all tensions and boosted moral level.

Conversely, when you miss sex, you are easily irritable and anxious. We take the head for nothing and we look for the little beast with his entourage.

You must have heard “you should give yourself some legs in the air, it would relax you a little! ” Everything is explained…

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2) You have physical pain

Sex is like sport. It allows you to relax and release muscle tension. But when it starts to take a long time we have not made love, we feel it physically!

We have a bad neck, back, lack of energy … In short, nothing goes. To compensate, play sports with a gentleman escort boy like me to release endorphins. You will feel better!

3) You suffer from insomnia

During orgasm, we release a maximum of oxytocin and endorphins, hormones of well-being. Result: we sleep like a baby right after.

If you suffer from insomnia, it is because you do not have the calming effect of these hormones. You know what you have to do to benefit from this natural sleeping aid!

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4) You only think about it

A word, an advertisement, a gesture, a look … You see sexual connotations everywhere. During the day, you find yourself thinking about sex. At night, you have very hot erotic dreams.

Besides, you love watching pornographic movies to stimulate our imagination and accentuate your orgasms. As for sex toys, nothing replaces a man who takes you in his arms and possesses you manly.

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5) You have gained weight

When we make love, all our muscles are solicited. Those of the pelvis, thighs, buttocks, belly. Result: we burn a maximum of calories and we get muscle.

If you have grown since you are less sexually active then you have not changed your eating habits, you have your explanation!

An evening of pleasure to lose immediately several kilos without being hungry after.

6) You have pimple

When we make love, we sweat. And that says perspiration said evacuation of toxins and consequently regulation of sebum. In other words, making love gives a beautiful skin.

Especially since it maintains its elasticity and tone. What to make sacred savings in anti-wrinkle creams!

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7) You are stressed

When we make love, we release a maximum of endorphins and dopamine, hormones of well-being. An explosive cocktail of super hormones that allow you to relax and release tension.

Beyond the environment in which you live and the hygiene of life which is yours, know that you would be much more relaxed if you had a sexuality blooming.

8) You doubt your charm

Single since a long time or in a relationship for years, the problem is the same: no one touches you.

As a result, you begin to doubt your charm. You think that, finally, if nobody wants you, it’s because you’re not as desirable as before.

Stop there! This is absolutely wrong. It is precisely because you lack confidence in yourself that you are not attracting anyone. Contact me to understand and settle what’s wrong with you.

9) You feel alone

Not having sex leads to a deep sense of loneliness. Of course, the body secretes fewer endorphins, hormones of well-being, and more cortisol, stress hormones.

As a result, we tend to isolate ourselves socially, to feel depressed and to no longer want to leave home.

Be careful because this feeling of loneliness can lead to things that you would regret later: calling an ex or having sex with a close friend for example …

10) Activate your radar

At the moment, you have energy to spare. You are on the lookout for all the beautiful males who pass in front of you. As soon as you see one that pleases you, you put all the chances on your side to seduce him.

You display your most beautiful smile, you wiggle a lock of hair in your fingers … And you launch suggestive looks.

But despite all your efforts, it is sometimes difficult to find a real gentleman who can meet your sex needs.

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I am at your disposal to help you meet your needs. Make an appointment in the morning, day, evening or night. I will do everything I can to help you feel better.

With the pleasure to seduce you, to make you laugh, to entertain you. But above all, let’s get acquainted with a drink without commitment and I’ll tell you everything you know about it. But never forget that we only live once …

So Carpe diem, we only live once!

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The lady’s hand felt warm and secure in James’s strong, warm grasp as they wound their way through the streets and towards her apartment, only a few streets away from the bar in the most romantic part of Paris. She wanted to have a romantic boyfriend experience with a french gentleman.

Her heart was thudding in her chest and she felt both buoyed up and terrified in the knowledge of what she was about to do. She’d never brought an unknown gentleman home before. James made her feel as if she was on fire. Her male escort was a heady drug which brought out hidden, mysterious feelings in her, and she needed more.

Suddenly James pushed her up against the wall, kissing her fiercely, pressing her entire body against him as he wrapped his arms around her.

The kiss of her gigolo was completely dominant, and the lady gasped into it, overwhelmed by his warmth, his scent and the feel of his mouth working against hers, plundering her lips and taking everything she had to offer and more.

She could feel the hard lines of his stomach through the thin material separating their bodies, and she was tempted to rip off their clothing right there, to run her hands over the smooth, heated flesh.

Desire was pulsing through her like a volcano just waiting to erupt, but the tiny part of her which was still rational was sending out a warning. She couldn’t be seen like this. What if someone caught them and recognized her? It was too risky.

The lady knew she should put a stop to it, but her entire body was screaming to be touched by him, her panties soaked with the evidence of her arousal. One of James’s hands stroked up her thigh, and she shuddered at the delicious touch, silently begging him to go further.

The gigolo obeyed her silent wish, finding her soaked panties and stroking teasingly at the thin cloth. The lady pressed against his hot fingers, eager for more contact. She sighed as his fingers found a way through the flimsy material and touched her exactly where she needed it. Her pussy was throbbing and wet, ready for more, and James’s fingers were like a balm and a poison all at once, heightening the tension and the pleasure to dizzying peaks.

Snickering, James obliged, his fingers sinking into the tight, warm orifice, rewarding him with a symphony of delicious sounds. The lady was breathing hard, struggling not to scream out her pleasure as James’s fingers stretched her deliciously, stroking her trembling walls and teasing her, bringing her waves of intoxicating pleasure.

She bit back a scream as he began to increase the pace of his strokes, kindling a fire in her pussy which only climax could quench. She thrust up against his fingers with abandon, needing to feel the pure waves of pleasure as he made her come with his long, clever fingers.

The lady’s vision had turned into a blur. She could feel the cold stone of the wall behind her back, but the wall, sky and streets surrounding them were nothing more than streaks of indigo and gray. Every nerve in her body was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure she was receiving. She’d never been so aroused before, so desperate to reach her climax.

As James’s thumb found her engorged clit and stroked it in tight, firm circles, her world exploded. The blur of indigo was suddenly an explosion of stars and sparks, and her body bucked against James’s firm grip as she finally reached her climax with the force of a meteor hitting the earth.

As she fought to get her breathing and vision back to normal, she became aware of James’s safe, anchoring arms around her, preventing her from falling. Suddenly aware of her surroundings, The lady wanted to hide her face in shame, but James smiled down at her, and the approval in his eyes was evident. Somehow, that made her feel more sure of herself.

The lady slid gently to her feet, supported by James, and they resumed their walk as if nothing had happened. The lady’s legs felt like jelly, and her thighs were slick with her juices. She had never felt so alive before, or so attuned with her body’s needs. As she took a sidelong glance at James, his profile elegant and powerful in the twilight, she knew that she wouldn’t be satisfied until she’d felt every inch of him against her.

The lady took a deep breath as they reached her apartment building. She gestured silently to James as she unlocked the door, and pulled him inside, finding his lips in another searing kiss.

As the door closed behind them, The lady felt James’s warm hands sliding up inside her shirt, caressing her taut stomach and slender waist. Their kiss broke for a moment as he pulled the shirt over her head, casting it onto the floor before possessing her lips once more, taking the delicate flesh into his mouth and biting down gently before entwining their tongues in a dance of passion and desire, the slick, hot motion making the lady weak with lust.

She tugged insistently at his shirt, and in a few seconds their bare torsos were pressed up against each other. James’s chest felt impossibly good against her skin, and she tried to get closer, closing every inch of space between their bodies. His hands left swathes of fire as he explored every inch of her skin, stroking her satin flesh, plundering every curve with unbridled enthusiasm.

The gigolo whispered some french words in her ear, capturing her earlobe between his teeth and tugging. The sensations danced down The lady’s neck and exploded in her stomach. Her arousal was raging once more, and she held him close, desperate to feel more.

James picked her up as if she were a leaf and carried her towards the bed, where he laid her out and surveyed her hungrily, his eyes dark and lustful. Leaning over her, he began a trail of kisses at her navel, working his way up with soft, feathery touches of his lips against her fevered skin. His lips came to rest on her neck, against the searing rush of blood as her pulse elevated to a frenzied hum. She couldn’t breathe properly; her breath came in ragged gasps as James bit down hard on her pulse, and she let out a quiet moan.

Carefully, James hooked his arm around her back to undo her bra and cast it aside. Her male escort took in her breasts with reverence. They were large soft spheres of snowy white. James’s hands covered her breasts, massaging them gently, and she arched her back towards his touch. She could feel her pussy throbbing as her nipples tightened, responding to the persuasive touch of James’s hands. Her panties would be ruined, dripping with arousal and clinging to the lips of her pussy, warm and swollen with desire.

The lady bit back another moan as James began to use his mouth, taking one hard nipple between his teeth and tugging gently. She threw her head back in pleasure, aching for more contact. The reserved lady, she knew had disappeared, and she was now a goddess, ripe and uninhibited.

Her gigolo worked his way down lower with agonizing slowness, pulling her skirt down inch by inch to reveal her soaked panties. Gently, James took the thin material in his teeth, tugging it lower to expose her willing pussy. The soft tickle of his lips as he dragged her panties off was driving her wild. It was so animalistic, yet so gentle and sensuous.

She let out a yelp of surprise and excitement as he leapt up the bed and crouched over her, surveying his handiwork. She had the sudden desire to cover herself, self-conscious as he took in her bare, bruised breasts and soaked nether regions with enthusiasm, his eyes roving over the supple curve of her waist and the delicate V between her legs.

The lady pulled him down into a kiss. Now it was gentle, almost reverent, the way he caressed her lips with his own and cupped her cheek with his slightly rough palm. It only added fuel to her desire. As beautiful as it was to be gently kissed like this, she wanted him to plunge into her and take her with long, powerful thrusts. She whimpered and arched up into his body, eliciting a low growl which vibrated through her entire being.

To her astonishment, he flipped them over so that she was balanced on top of him, looking down into his eyes, two black pools of lust and desire, his lips apart. It was erotic, looking down at him and seeing the evidence of his arousal in his face. She felt a sudden rush of power, and her shyness had disappeared.

The gentleman’s cock was big and thick, and just the sight of him sent another throb of desire through her. Gently, she took him in her hand, delighting in the power she felt as she pumped him up and down a few times. She wanted him inside her so badly. Looking at his eyes for confirmation, James did put on a condom and then she took control. Raising her hips, she sank down onto his engorged cock, gasping at the feel of him filling her, stretching her walls as far as they would go.

The pleasure was so dizzying that she sat for a few moments, adjusting to his enormous girth, before slowly rotating her hips, throwing her head back in ecstasy at the feeling. A million sparks were exploding inside her. It was incredible, and she never wanted it to end.

She began a rhythm, thrusting down hard on his cock, grinding her hips and finding the exact spot that made her whimper with pleasure. She was going to come already, the pleasure too intense to be held in for another second. Her male escort groaned with her as her walls clamped down around him, and flipped them over easily as she writhed in pleasure, her climax exploding as she squeezed him inside of her.

His thrusts were everything she needed—long, hard and vigorous, his thick cock caressing her walls and stirring up the embers of her passion. Every stroke made her whimper with pleasure, his cock dominating her, forcing waves of pleasure down on her so it was all she could do not to scream out loud.

His thumb found her clit as his pace quickened, and the lady threw her head to one side, using the blue satin pillow to muffle her moans. She grabbed his arms, needing something to anchor her as he thrust into her relentlessly, plundering her pussy as deep as he could go.

Before she was ready, a second orgasm crashed through her. She didn’t feel attached to her body any more. All she could do was ride the crest of the orgasm to its conclusion. As she came down once more, she felt James’s thrusts becoming erratic, hard and jerky, before warm spurts of his come filled her to the brim. She clamped her walls around him, milking him for every last drop. They both fought for breath, holding onto each other tightly.

The lady wasn’t sure if she’d passed out or if time had simply moved on, but as she regained the ability to process thought, she found herself snug and secure within James’s embrace, their naked bodies twined together, exhausted and spent.

Dear Ladies, give me the opportunity to please you in your fantasy in total discretion and safety. Express all your desires and immerse yourself in the pleasure of a sensual experience with a gigolo in a mutual respect with protection. To consume without moderation…

Looking to giving you pleasure with a sensual massage or more, everything is possible. Let’s get to know each other around a drink in a nice lounge bar in Paris without commitment and I’ll tell you everything you burn to know.
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Rent a gentleman. Times have changed, in this day and age male companions are becoming more popular among women. Women are more successful, powerful, independent, and they know what they want.

Many lead busy lives balancing work and family and may find it difficult to date, others may be in a relationship but find that the attention and appreciation they want and crave is missing.

Sometimes we get so busy taking care of others that we forget to take care of our own needs.

Roxanne looked into the eyes of her gentleman. If Roxanne was going to go through with it, she realized that she needed to trust him completely. And as she watched him watching her, Roxanne understood that she did, in fact, trust him. There was no good reason to trust him, but still she did.

Roxanne pulled off her shirt, leaving herself exposed to him, she wore a see through bra, and her nipples poked stiffly through the thin material. James’s expression was alert but passive. He gestured for her to continue. She stepped out of her heels and slid her pants down to her ankles. Now she was in nothing but her bra and panties. She looked down to see gooseflesh breaking out across her entire body.

And she’d already soaked through her panties in her desire for this male escort. She shuddered, knowing that she already wanted to strip them off. She wanted to be bare for him. More than that, she wanted James to throw her down on the floor right now and enter her, make love to her the way he had before forcefully, wildly, almost out of control. Rent a gentleman.

She could feel the beads of perspiration gathering on her forehead and upper lip. Everything was happening so fast, the entire situation had taken on the surreal quality of a dream, a fantasy. Here she was, in James’s elaborate sex fantasy, playing some role, but not sure exactly what her part entailed.

Still, she didn’t feel frightened for her safety. It was more a sense of wanting to let go, to be uninhibited, to completely give herself over to him but not being ready to deal with what that might mean when this little fantasy was over. Rent a gentleman.

Would she be able to look herself in the mirror afterwards and not feel ashamed, dirty, soiled in some way? Something about it was so incredibly vulnerable and erotic, and Roxanne didn’t know why. Was it the fact that James was watching her so closely, seeming to pay so much attention to her every expression, eye movement, breathing, the tension in her shoulders?

At one point, her male escort gently put his hand on the back of her neck and leaned into her ear. “Let it go, relax.” And then suddenly her shoulders released and the pleasure was exquisite, like an amazing yoga stretch.

“Look at your breasts, Roxanne,” he whispered into her ear. His breath tickled her lobe and her ear canal. “Look down at those pert, tight nipples.” She looked down. There was a gleaming trail of sweat dripping between her breasts. She didn’t have enormous boobs in the first place, and with her arms stretched high overhead, they’d flattened out somewhat. It seemed to make her nipples stand out even more through her bra, and they were as hard as they’d ever been.

His body was positioned to the side, so she could feel him and vaguely see him out of the corner of her eye. But she wasn’t unnerved or distracted by his eye contact. Her pussy was wet. Once again, the act of admittance seemed to make her more excited, and she felt a surge of heat in the entrance between her legs.

James’s hand stroked her neck softly, sending tingles and chills up and down her spine. Suddenly his hand wrapped around her hair and started to pull as her gigolo whispered into her ear. She wanted him to shove his hard cock all the way in her wet pussy. She wanted him to make her come again and again. Rent a gentleman.

He didn’t puller her hair too hard. Just enough to give her scalp a tingling feeling, and somehow it made the rest of her body feel even more vulnerable to his touch. She was starting to lose herself. Something about this place, this room, the privacy and intimacy of it. Just the two of them down here and nobody would ever have to know what had occurred between them. Rent a gentleman.

Her whole body convulsed with what felt like a wave of pleasure. It was extraordinary. Roxanne hadn’t ever felt anything quite like it. It certainly wasn’t an orgasm, since it didn’t originate down there. And yet, the sensation was very similar.

He reached his hand down and touched her belly, which contracted slightly beneath his touch. And then her male escort plunged his hand under her panties and touched her quivering entrance. The slit was slick with her juices. He rubbed it, slowly at first, then gathering speed. Rent a gentleman.

She moaned. Her legs convulsed beneath her. She threw her head back and cried out in ecstasy. His body pressed against her from behind, enveloping her. One hand gripped her breast firmly, sliding against her sweating, slick skin as the other hand held her swollen mound, his fingers slowly sweeping into her tunnel. Rent a gentleman.

Rhythmically, his fingers worked her as he whispered in her ear. She was lost in his seduction, eyes closed, his voice guiding her as if she were trying to find her way through the forest on a pitch black night.

He was so hard for her, right now. She felt him against her ass, She spread her cheeks while her male escort spread her pussy with his fingers. She was past speaking or even nodding. She simply let him tell her what to do and what her gigolo wanted from her. Rent a gentleman.

His hand gripped one breast and then the other, tweaking her nipples, rubbing them between his fingers and then grabbing her breasts again, while his other hand continued to delve inside her pussy. Soon, he was also massaging her clit.

Roxanne was panting, knowing that soon she would explode into her climax. And that’s when her gigolo stopped. He abruptly released her and she felt cold and alone, opening her eyes, blinking into the bright lights of the basement.

She was naked, but for her panties, and emotionally stripped bare. The look in his eyes was suddenly so cold and uncaring that she burst into tears. She sunk to her knees. Rent a gentleman.

That was when he came toward her, kneeling down and taking her head in his hands. “Look at me, Roxanne,” her gigolo said. When she met his gaze, her male escort leaned in and kissed her deeply and passionately. A moment later, they were wrapped in each other’s arms, and her gigolo was kissing down her neck and licking the salt and sweat from her breasts.

His hands caressed her body with firm intensity. He continued kissing and licking down her body, licking her belly, and then her legs opened up for him as her gigolo suddenly slid her panties down her thighs and past her ankles. Rent a gentleman.

James’s head dipped down, and her gigolo licked up the slit of her opening before sucking her throbbing clit. Roxanne came unexpectedly, her hips bucking up and down. When she’d finished her climax, James unzipped his fly and reached inside his boxers. Rent a gentleman.

A moment later, his erection was out and her male escort was on top of her. His bodyweight pressing down, the way he’d made love to her, she’d been fantasizing about that ever since. There was a look of deep concentration on his face as her gigolo maneuvered his cock directly against her swollen, dripping entrance. She spread her legs wider and opened for him, opened herself as far as she possibly could. Rent a gentleman.

The head of his cock pushed against her slit, spreading it, pushing past all layers of her trembling flesh. She came again as her male escort pushed deep inside her. His hips pounded against her pelvis, up and down, and her buttocks slapped the basement floor. Rent a gentleman.

The reverberations felt like magic, felt like waves of ecstasy, and she was coming again as his urgent thrusts grew more and more powerful. Soon her gigolo was slamming against her, spreading her open and filling her up and then her gigolo drew out of her.

Greedily, she sat up and took James’s manhood into her mouth. She was flooded by a salty taste, but she sucked it down with relish. She thought to herself that her gigolo tasted amazing, and clean, and perfect. Even as it finished, she was wishing for more. More of him. Rent a gentleman.

Enjoy an amazing moment with a gentleman in Paris and experience the best gigolo in the city of love. Not only he will full fill your fantasy but he will also make sure you remember those moment for ever. Send a mail to James at man.jean@yahoo.fr and receive a quick answer in less than a day. Rent a gentleman.

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I provide ladies with professional & friendly services based on pure companionship without the complications  of traditional relationships. 

Reasons why ladies rent a gentleman:

  • Wanting to be pampered in the privacy of their own home or hotel with a relaxing body rub after a stressful work week
  • In need of a date for a wedding, private party, class reunion, corporate or social event   
  • To fill the void of loneliness, neglect, and lack of attention from their spouse – partner
  • Women alone on business wanting to spend the evening with a sweet, genuine, sexy, non-judgmental gentleman
  • Someone to make them smile, share their inner feelings with, make them feel sexy and special
  • Recently divorced, widowed, and even single mothers who want to get out and have fun with no strings attached
  • Women who are wanting to hire a personal trainer who makes house calls

Whatever the function for which you need a companion, you will find that I am always punctual, reliable, professional and discreet. Always a gentleman for demanding ladies.

Dear Ladies, give me the opportunity to please you in your fantasy in total discretion and safety. Express all your desires and immerse yourself in the pleasure of a sensual experience with a gigolo in a mutual respect with protection. To consume without moderation…

Looking to giving you pleasure with a sensual massage or more, everything is possible. Let’s get to know each other around a drink in a nice lounge bar in Paris without commitment and I’ll tell you everything you burn to know.

Call /Text/Whatsapp James at +33755186013 or email man.jean@yahoo.fr
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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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The lady slowly moved her chair back and stood up. Her fingers wrapped around the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up over her head, and she placed it comfortably on her seat. My gigolo’s eyes became glued to her chest, watching it move as her arms reached back to unclasp her bra to let it fall to the floor.

I gasped a little at the sight of her bare breasts. They were large, d-cups. Her areolas were large, her nipples were visibly large large too for a lady with her body size. They were bright pink which made a nice contrast to her pale skin color.

I struggled with nearly every sense in my body and mind as the lady came closer to me. We looked into each others eyes. Her hand rubbed through the back of my head and hair for a moment before gently pulling me towards her chest.

I gave it a nice lick on her nipple. It felt alive in my mouth, with it’s softness becoming even stiffer and harder with every touch my tongue and lips inappropriately gave her.

I looked up to see her watching me in action, with her mouth parted as she lightly bit her lower lip, showing me just how aroused she was. Knowing that she was getting as much pleasure out of this as I was gave me more than enough encouragement to fulfill my promise that I would eat her frosting on anything, and I moved my mouth over to her other breast to suck both nipples.

The lady reached down and unzipped my pants and I sat up for a moment so that she could pull it down to my ankles, along with my underwear. I was completely exposed in front of her and my huge cock immediately came to life.

She got on her knees and held my gigolo’s erection still with hand and fingers. Her eyes looked so large and inviting, while she was holding me. But her tongue however, seemingly had a mind of it’s own as she began licking the frosting she made off of my hard cock. She looked so innocent licking me, as if my cock was just an ice cream cone and served no other purpose.

And that’s what made this moment so incredibly erotic, that a lady would make such a naughty sex act look so casual as if nothing was unusual about this.

Feeling and seeing her tongue on me sent waves of pleasure throughout my gigolo’s body. With every lick on my skin, she would briefly stop to swallow the icing. But when the sugary glaze was gone, I was able to feel her bare tongue licking up and down my shaft, just like a lollipop, rolling her tongue freely around my shaft and head.

Just when I thought things couldn’t get anymore erotic, she looked me right in the eyes and slide my hard cock in between her lips, entering her mouth. Soon, nearly the entire length of my shaft disappeared inside of her mouth as she leaned forward to take more of me in. The suction she was making was so tight I could see the round shape of my hard gigolo’s cock around her hollowed out cheeks.

After several slow and sensual bobs of her head, she took only the tip of my cock in her mouth and began jerking me off with her hand.

Her eyes lit up. Her small and delicate hand gripped my manhood even tighter and she stroked me even faster. Her mouth increased her suction and her tongue swirled around my head with even more enthusiasm.

She wrapped both of her hands and all of her small fingers around my throbbing hard-on and she began pumping my cock furiously. Her tongue stopped swirling while mouth focused on sucking my head; getting ready to catch whatever was headed her way.

I couldn’t take it any longer and shot a huge load of my cum in the back of my lady’s throat and onto her waiting tongue. The thought of stopping or slowing down never crossed her mind. She just kept at it, stroking and sucking my cock, while our eyes remained locked together. She didn’t stop until every last stream and drop of my cum was released from my body.

And when it was over, my topless lady stood up so we were nearly face to face, and she stuck out her tongue like a small puppy to show me the pay off of all her hard work, my cum. She closed her mouth afterwards and made a loud noise, swallowing it before opening her mouth and smacking her lips together to prove to me that it had all been devoured.

Her eyes lit up for a moment and she pulled the night gown over her head and stood completely uninhibited of her nudity. Her arms were by her side and she didn’t say a word. She didn’t look nervous, but she clearly wanted me to make the first move. So I did, standing up and walking over to her.

A look of excitement came over her face. I casually got on my knees; and with my face in front of her crotch, I pulled the red bow covering her vagina and tossed it to the floor. Her womanhood looked so beautiful. Her light brown labia was thick and ran straight down the middle of the opening between her legs.

With my fingers caressing her crotch and my hand behind her thigh, I leaned forward to return the feeling she gave me that afternoon by pressing my lips against her vagina.

I felt the roundness of her clit on my lips, as well as the thickness of her labia. Her legs became weak for a moment when I stuck my tongue out and used it on her, and she had to press her hands on my head to keep herself from falling over when I performed oral sex on her.

It was a wildly erotic feeling hearing her moan and feeling her hands grab my hair as my tongue tasted every inch of her vagina. I stood up and looked her in the eyes, with me standing above her petite frame.

We both had the same idea and we each leaned forward at the same time to press our lips against each others. Our tongues met and wrestled in our mouths during this sensual kiss. I could feel her breathing heavily on me. We continued kissing as her hands worked to undress me, with me helping her along the way.

I took her by the hand and led her to the center of my bed where she laid down comfortably with a look of calm on her face. She knew exactly what to do next as she lifted her knees and spread her legs open for me.

I positioned myself between her legs, with my big cock fully erect inside a condom, and used my fingers to guide my hard on towards her secret garden opening. The head of my cock rubbed against her labia, and that immediately caused a shivering reaction in her body.

She reached down to spread herself further, and I pressed my cock against her flesh and began to enter her, causing her face to tighten and her eyes to squint.

I gladly obliged her request and continued pushing my throbbing cock inside of her tiny opening. This time, I didn’t stop until I went as far in as I could go, feeling just how tight her womanhood really was.

Once I felt her body adjust to my size, I slowly began to make love to her. And the more faces she made and moans she released, the harder I ravished her delicate body and vagina.

We both lost track of time. My gigolo’s mind and body were overflowing with sexual pleasure from this wonderful coupling. She obviously had the same feeling as her arms wrapped tightly around my back, squeezing me, while she continued to squirm with every thrust I gave her.

Her vaginal muscles suddenly came to life as I felt it pulsating. Her face twisted with pleasure as she clamped her teeth together and shut her eyes. She held my body tight as she had a massive orgasm while in my arms, and my body gave in to it’s natural reaction as I shot a big load of cum inside the condom.

Several minutes had passed after we had made love to each other. We laid side by side on my bed, looking at the ceiling, and enjoyed the special moment we shared together.

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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.

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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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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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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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