Great time with reservations
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| | | Oral sex without a condom |
| | | Come in mouth |
| | | Fingering |
I'd not paid for sex in over three months, after becoming emotionally involved with a girl on the escort scene. After a few days away in the Lakes with friends, I came back rejuvenated and ready to get back in the saddle. Or to put it another way - I was horny as hell and there was no one else around. I looked at the available girls on the I.K Serv ices website and after some deliberation decided upon Ella. I had seen her once before and had a hell of a horny time. She was extremely passionate and multi-orgasmic. I'd made her come at least four times from sex and with the use of my fingers. Just the ego boost I needed, I thought.
I was greeted with a warm kiss and easy chit chat about how my taxi driver had lost his way. A soft drink and a catching up chat on the sofa. The talk was easy and flowing and I was hardly aware of how it was eating into our time, so engaging and friendly was she. She ran my shower and I hastily washed the required zones - there was no need for this as I had showered at home only an hour earlier but policy is policy. She raised herself from the bed as I entered and we kissed standing up. Soft kisses where she sucked on my lower lip and flicked her tongue tantalisingly against mine as my hands grabbed her full womanly buttocks and my finger slid beneath her thong.
We crashed on to the bed with Ella on top where the kissing became more passionate. With many girls you know exactly what is coming next, where she will kiss you, when she will grab your cock, like putting the pieces in a jigsaw puzzle. This is where Ella excels; she is genuinely passionate and spontaneous. Her kisses came from everywhere - landing on my chest, lips, cock, neck while I could not keep my hands away from her gorgeous soft breasts which were of perfect size and shape. Her breath coming in sharp bursts against my mouth and neck she grabbed my hands and directed them to her pussy. She moaned as I caressed her lips and bucked as I stroked her clitoris.
She wanted me inside her and guided my finger so she could move up and down on it. I inserted another finger to good effect. Now, in my first meeting with her she orgasmed easily like this and in the middle of her orgasm she looked straight into my eyes which provided me with one of my horniest memories ever. I was hoping for a repeat but she moved down the bed to suck my cock. Who was I to complain. She did it very well without a hint of the dreaded teeth and within a few minutes I warned her I was going to come. She sucked me deeper and harder as my fast come flew up from my balls and pulsed into her greedy mouth. Wow! She looked up at me with her cheeks bulging and an amused glint in her eye as she walked to the bathroom to spit and rinse. When she came back I gave her my orange juice for further cleansing.
Now this is probably where you will lose interest. I need at least ten minutes before I can have sex again and they usually offer a massage. After an orgasm a massage would send me to sleep, so I opted to massage her which she readily accepted. She had a beautiful shapely back, a stunning bottom both pert and full and all of her was in perfect proportion. I soon forgot this however, as we continued a conversation about creative writing which we had begun before my shower. We talked of the novel she was in the middle of, we talked of necessary isolation and its effects, encompassing sociology and philosophy. This was so stimulating to me that sex did not cross my mind. How many girls do you meet who can talk about Thomas Hardy, Charles Dickens and the sonnets of Shakespeare? Before I knew it my hour was up and I'd not even got as far as massaging her pussy. As we hugged goodbye she said how nice it was to find someone with whom you can talk seriously.I agreed readily,I loved talking to her. She was stimulating, amusing, open and honest. We seemed to share many of the same values.
However, I was hoping for the horny ego boosting experience I'd had with her before. I didn't even make her come once and we never got the chance to have sex. To fully enjoy her I would have needed the whole night and there's no way I can afford 900 quid. I ruminated on the way home about what I am hoping to get from these experiences. If this had been a first date I would have gone away elated, and excited to see her again, but this is obviously not going to be the case. On reflection, I should have been more assertive in setting the sexual agenda. I can talk politics and literature with my mates. On the other hand it's exciting to find someone new with whom you click and difficult to resist going with the flow.
I came away with mixed feelings, the dominant one being the shame in finding a like minded soul who I can never get to know properly. It also echoes the deeper emotional connection I found with another escort from which I have been striving to get rational perspective.
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