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An escort virgin and fantasy fulfilment

One of the most rewarding parts of my career is making clients dreams come true, for the first time! There’s something very special about seeing a man that excited, and captivated, his eyes drinking in every moment, every movement, every curve of my body, its very rewarding to be a part of that and even more satisfying when I’m the director! The subject of the dream come true and the one controlling the situation, manipulating and timing each movement and gesture to maximize the man’s pleasure. It’s a wonderful feeling and one that I was luck enough to experience again quite recently.

As you’ll have gathered by now I prefer the longer bookings that have a little role-play or some kind of naughtiness, and so I’m top of the list when a booking like that comes in and luckily for me another one did, and it was one that turned out to be unforgettable. A client, apparently new to escorts, had called and described what he wanted; GFE with a twist is how the agency summed it up while we were discussing the booking on the phone. Its not a new fantasy, in fact it’s a bit of a classic and the client wanted it bringing to life, good for him, I was more than happy to oblige.  🙂

I packed my little bag of tricks and set off for the booking knowing that both the client and I were in for a very special treat. I didn’t have far to travel, which was a blessing, the cabs air-con was out and a hot day in central London is a very hot day indeed especially if your stuck in a cab with no air-con. Fortunately I arrived before I started wilting! It was a lovely private block that I’d been to before, I was buzzed up and greet by a rather tense looking gentleman. One look at him and I immediately jumped into my sexy, sweet GFE role, a role that every girl knows extremely well and one that every girl, escort or not uses, as it works on every man that has ever been born. It’s a role that I am quite an expert in, and my heart went out when I saw the poor man, the poor thing looked a little terrified! I entered his apartment and then a gentle hand on his arm and a soft stroke of his cheek, my head slightly to one side and a softly spoken word or two and he began to relax. He had my present ready and waiting in a lovely envelope atop a writing desk jut off the entrance hall. Its funny but I do notice the wrappings chosen for my presents, I always have, anyway I’ll leave that for another blog… We moved through to the main reception Mr A (it seems rude to keep calling him the client) was still a little tense, I was relieved when he suggested a drink and then put some music on, the universal gestures! With a little coaxing Mr A began to relax while we sat, and I was feeling a little surer of exactly the role he wished me to play. A man of his word he wasn’t changing the plans, something that I was happy about as I was looking forward to the next few hours almost as much as him 😉

After a little sip of wine, some disarming chat and more than a little kissing Mr A was obviously feeling a little less nervous. What followed had been timetabled to perfection by Mr A.

I rose from a lingering kiss and began to move to the music that Mr A had selected. Swaying and moving in time to the music in what I know is a very sexy, erotic and hypnotic way. I did this for a while until he’d completely drunk me in, enjoying the movements and the curves, only then did I begin slowly removing my clothing. I began with a knowing smile while slowly unbuttoning my blouse. One moment turning my back, the next leaning over him and moving away with the slightest, lightest kiss. Moving, dancing and caressing myself while stripping, I was soon down to my lingerie. I’d kept my black stilettos on. All black underwear, nothing but the best, as we know the best feels the best, for the wearer and anyone lucky enough to be touching!

Stockings, suspenders, bra and knickers, lingering just out of reach I continued my dance bending over time and again and then I stopped, while I had my back to him and with no movement to the music I slowly removed my bra. With just my hands across my boobs I turned and then moved my hands to my hips. I bent down to the table where the glasses were, bending at the knees. I dipped a finger into one of the glasses and then sucked it. Slowly standing and moving to the music once more I moved slowly, dancing, to the chair opposite, I sat, raised my legs well above my head and removed my knickers in one smooth movement finishing with my stilettos on the floor. Standing, still out of reach, I moved and danced slowly for a moment, and then with a curling index finger I beckoned Mr A. I turned and began walking my sexiest walk towards the bedroom; I could fell his eyes burning into my naked bottom, the hurriedly following Mr A was quickly discarding items of clothing on the way. I entered the bedroom and saw the handcuff ready and waiting, one pair fastened on each side of the metallic headboard.

Fastening Mr A into place was a pleasure I took my time over. I was waiting. Moving slower, lingering. And I was waiting….

The intercom sprang into life.

I buzzed up our new playmate. “I’ve invited my best friend to join us,” I sang it out from the hallway with a smile on my face and then poked my head round the door, “I thought you’d like it… I know we will….” Licking my lips I disappeared from the doorframe.

Once Miss X was in the apartment we allowed a moment to pass and then we entered the bedroom with hungry looks directed straight at Mr A, I began to undress her, both of us occasionally looking over to Mr A to tease and excite him a little more. Kissing, caressing and enjoying each other it took time for me to undress Miss X, she and I were wearing exactly the same lingerie and when I’d finally stripped her down to the same outfit; stilettos, stocking and suspenders, nothing more…. we stopped our kissing and fondling, turned and looked and then moved over to the restrained Mr A…….

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