Hot, fiery things can come in small packages
| |  | Kissing
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| | | Oral sex without a condom |
| | | Come in mouth |
| | | Reverse Oral |
This was a booking made by text the day before, after a look at the I.K Services website to see who was working; I'd spotted the report on the WYSG about Violet and although I'm not a fan of breast "enhancements", her other attributes seemed attractive to me. I was asked to text a confirmation the next day and was given the City Centre penthouse apartment location by return.
The parking was secure and in a multi-storey close by and cost £3.50 for the hour, plus walking time. I buzzed the apartment number and was buzzed in and then went up to the 18th floor and the knock-click-open sequence was triggered.
Violet eagerly admitted me into the hallway and embraced me passionately from the off. She smothered me in kisses as she pulled me towards her by the waist. Her mouth gently opened and she probed my tongue with her own.
I then took a step back to drink in the view of Violet: she's petite, probably a dress size 6 and she wore a cream lacy mini-dress, with flesh-coloured stockings. I'm no expert, but I think the term is "fully-fashioned" - they were seamed and had a kind-of re-enforced foot to them. Her legs were very shapely and were finished off my some sexy black stilettos. She has dark brunette longish hair, slightly shorter than her profile pictures, but she looked great. She's a very pretty girl and carries it off very well. I'd describe her look as a stylised sexy secretary or academic-look. You know, the kind of girl you'd seduce and say, "Why, Miss Jones, you're beautiful!" as you release her school-ma'amly hair and reveal the inner-vixen!
After initial greetings, Violet took me into the lounge and offered me a drink. I accepted water. I exchanged to the glass for an envelope containing her fee as we sat on the sofa. More chit-chat and I found out how she ended up working in this occupation. She quizzed me too as she snuggled up to me, stroking my leg. Aware that her contact and close proximity was causing some straining of the trouser zip, I mumbled something about how arousing she can be just by her very presence. This was her cue to find out for herself as she grasped my erection through my trousers. More very wet kissing ensued which didn't ease the strain any.
It was soon time for Violet to offer me a shower, no rush, though. She showed me to the en-suite and, aware that I.K meetings can sometimes be a little formulaic, I asked her if she's mind keeping her dress and shoes on rather than be reclining on the bed in underwear as the ladies they represent often are. No problem! The shower was fantastic, hot and powerful; spotlessly clean. Just the thing for a cold day.
The dilemma upon emerging from the bathroom is whether to wear the towel...or not. To walk straight to the girl with a raging hard on, or try to hide it...today, it was towel to the floor and straight to it! We re-united on the bed with more embracing, kissing and neck-nuzzling. Violet, still wearing the dress allowed her legs to gently part, revealing she was wearing no panties. Her pussy looked very inviting: soft crinkly lips and a soft downy covering of pubic hair. Not shaved, but short without being stubbly. As her legs parted, she locked my gaze and chewed her lip gently; very inviting. It would have been rude not to offer that pussy some attention, so I stroked it with just the tips of my fingers, working some of the pre-loaded lube on her her clitoris. She writhed and moaned, but not too theatrically. It looked so inviting, that I asked for a taste, so, while she still wearing her lovely dress, I delved in and softly licked up her lips towards her clitoris. Her pussy looked to swell a little at this and Violet gripped my head for a while.
As soon as I disengaged, she announced that it was my turn to receive some oral, so I kelt up on the bed whilst she manoeuvred in between my legs to lick my balls, lapping and sucking. She ventured up my erection and ended up deep-throating my whole cock. She worked it rhythmically to the point that I started to thrust in synch with her headwork. I felt so close that I thought I'd better slow down as I hadn't asked her whether CIM might be on offer. Violet's OWO is fantastic: she's very skilled and adventurous with what she can do with her mouth and tongue. She unashamedly looks up and smiles with her mouth full of cock. It's a great look! It felt good too with a tongue-piercing stimulating my shaft.
After a slow-down, I laid on my side on the bed as Violet moved also to lay down, but the opposite way around. This presented her pussy to my mouth and my cock to hers, so we went for some 69 on our sides. Heavenly. Then, and only then, did her dress come off. This revealed a belt-corset-type thing (I have no idea what that might be called...), suspenders and a black bra. Now, I know that the other report on here mentions how "in-your-face" her enhanced boobs are, (and to be honest, I don't like that sort of thing normally). They're not gross and are perfectly shaped. They look really nice, in fact. I gently teased an offered-up nipple with the tip of my tongue as Violet continued to work my cock. This was the first time that I'd been able to see her fairly distinctive tattoos as they were now fully exposed.
We would have been going now with mutual oral sex for a good 35 minutes, such was the quality of the work she was doing. She broke off and sat up, spread her legs and worked her own clitoris which popped out from between some very swollen lips. This sight was too much, I was working my own cock still and announced that I was close to coming; she said I could come anywhere I liked, so I asked about CIM. She nodded and together we worked my cock.
Most CIMs I've had result from the lady enveloping my bell end and taking the full load, to swallow or spit later. Not so Violet: she kept her mouth open and made her tongue into a scoop-kind of shape, catching my jizz, so I could see it slide around on her tongue. She's not a swallower, so off she went to dispose as I flopped down on the bed, spent. She soon returned and we carried on chatting. She gently caressed my arm in a very relaxed way. She's great company and was quite open about her previous activities in the adult world and her hopes and aspirations as an escort. A fine young lady.
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