Forward: All the stories I write come from real adventures I have indulged in. And yes, I was, and remain a dirty dog. The last story from Germany is explicitly true with the exception of the names. You may find it disturbing, or you may find it a turn on. But the point is, as a very sexualized person, I have never shied away from experimentation. Please enjoy my foray into the strange world of high class, high end paid sex.
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I could not leave my series from Germany without finishing with my private meetings with Domine, the luscious Greek/Turkish girl I met at the brothel as a birthday present.
To bring you up to date, Domine was a dark complexion sweetie with longish dark brunette hair, piercing brown eyes, a lean, lithe body that she kept in immaculate shape. Her breasts were delightfully sized, just a nice mouthful topped with taut, responsive nipples that she loved to have sucked on.
The thing that brought us together was her absolute love of anal sex. I had met a few women along the way who loved anal sex. I had met a very few who preferred anal to vaginal because they got the absolute best orgasm that way. Domine was different.
This girl wanted something almost uncomfortably large up her butt any time she could get it. She had a knack for relaxing her anus until it would open up the size of a thick thumb without provocation. She didn't need a lot of warm-up.
Domine could also handle a cock deep inside her rectum. I had done anal with some women who liked the fullness and sheer nastiness of anal, but had problems taking me fully. This was occasionally frustrating when I had to be careful not to penetrate too deeply while at the same time wanting to be fully sheathed in a tight, hot ass.
When I met Domine at the brothel where she worked, she had volunteered to be one of the clients Mandi had hired for my birthday to spend an afternoon with. She was the one who initially began to play with my cock and found out how much it grew with stimulation. She was pleased and her partner was amused that she seemed to have found a cock she described as being just perfect to stretch her little butthole open.
After our session at the brothel, Domine asked if she could call me for a private session. I wasn't sure if this was a good idea and I wasn't sure how I could cover the money, although it was getting close to football season and time for me to kick back into gambling again. This would give me a nice amount of income I could hide from Mandi.
Domine had insisted that she didn't want to see me as a client. She enjoyed our session where I reamed her ass deeply and thoroughly, and wasn't looking for a private client. She wanted to have a fun session with no pressures and no connections other than lust.
Domine called me on my personal line in my office, and I spoke German to her even though she was learning some English and tried to use it a bit. I had originally told her that I would find us a place to meet, but she told me she had a nice apartment downtown, and I could discretely come and go. She also assured me she didn't have a roommate of any kind. She enjoyed her privacy.
I decided her place would be nice and made arrangements to take off from work. It turned out to be a beautiful day, and I anticipated our meeting with some serious lust keeping me half hard for a while. I went into town early so I could do some shopping. I slowly worked my way over to the address she had given me. The closer I got the more curious I became.
When I got to a building with that street number, it was a department store. I had been there before, and it had several levels, three different places to eat, and several amenities. I wondered around dazed and confused for a while, finally going back outside to regroup.
As I looked at the front of the building and the obvious street number over the main entrance, I noticed what appeared to be a service door beside the potted plants and landscaping around the entrance. I curiously investigated and found it opened into a foyer. When I entered, there was a panel with name tags and a bunch of buttons. I looked at what I had written down and finally noticed a delicate handwriting on a name plate that matched the name she had given me.
I pressed the buzzer, and heard a buzz of a lock in response. The interior had opened, so I quickly got a look at the apartment number before dashing through the door. There was a door to a stairwell and an elevator. I pressed the elevator button, and it opened immediately. I took the elevator up to what I hoped was the correct floor.
When the elevator opened, there was a large foyer with 4 apartments opening into it. A door opened and Domine looked out. When she saw me, she grinned and delightedly waved me over. I stepped into her apartment as she quickly closed the door behind me. I handed her the sparkling wine I had brought with me and she bussed my cheek with her lips and scurried away.
I followed her in from a small foyer to a long hallway with beautiful Oriental carpets. For a moment I was lost until I heard her call me from a nearby doorway. Just as I was about to step further in, I noticed some shoes in a shoe rack near the door. I carefully slipped my shoes off.
It was, climate wise, still nice enough for shorts but I wore a light Hanson top with long sleeves and sandals. Once barefooted, I eased down the hall to find a kitchen where Domine was already pouring from an opened bottle of the sparkling wine. She was wearing a knee-length, gauzy Indian style shirt that had a deep V front and was sheer enough to see dark little nipples standing out of the thin shirt. I didn't see anything that looked like panties under there either.
She handed me a glass and grabbed hers. The glass was a classic champagne flute, simple but heavy lead crystal. It had been chilled in a refrigerator and the bubbles were nice under my nose. She led me to her living room. From the looks of things, the apartment was bigger than I first imagined, and the living room was well furnished with some tasteful and expensive chairs and modern, comfortable looking sectional couches.
There was classic and modern artwork mixed around the walls. Everything was beautiful, coordinated, tasteful, and obviously expensive. The area rugs felt three feet thick under my bare feet. Domine glided onto one of the section ends like a snake easing in to rest. She smiled at me and patted the spot next to her.
Domine broke the silence by asking me in heavily accented English how I was. I told her I was quite fine, and very horny. When she frowned at me, I realized the limit of her English.
"ein geiler Mann," I said softly.
She smiled broadly and as she leaned close she said, "Sehr gut!"
We sipped the champagne slowly, and I leaned over to cradle her with one arm. She snuggled against me and took another sip, then looked up at me. I leaned in and tried a small kiss. That wasn't going to work. Domine snaked an arm up to my neck and pulled me to her face, kissing me deeply.
She finally broke away from the kissing long enough to whisper to me in German that she was horny as well. I took my time, though, letting her get some casual kissing in until she broke away for a minute and downed her champagne. Once that was over, she got in a bit more kissing, and then jumped up.
Domine dashed out of the room and returned quickly with the open bottle, grabbed her glass, and motioned me to follow her. She briefly showed me the apartment. She had a beautiful dining area with more lovely furniture and a wall schränk full of unbelievable china. She had a 4-place setting on the table that was positively gorgeous, completed by crystal accoutrements. I nodded appreciatively.
We wandered into her bedroom, all girly pillows and things with a free standing vanity that had ¾ length mirrors and side and top lighting. Domine mentioned that she sometimes did escort work out of Freida's house. One long wall was clothing schränks with mirrored doors, making the room look much more spacious than it already was. The bed was typically German, low, flat, tastefully made up.
Finally, we made our way to a room with a large sectional couch, a workout machine similar to a Bowflex, some expensive stereo components, a large TV, and other oddities. There was also a large, flat bed similar to her bed, and the one we had played on at the brothel. This was the focus point.
Domine skipped over to the TV and put in a tape in a deck hidden in a cabinet. A porn movie popped onto the big screen TV, opening with a scene from a castle. It looked to be headed for some heavy S&M. I wondered why Domine might have selected this one.
She came over to me and grabbed me tightly around the waist, searching for some more kissing. I kissed her deeply again, and she responded by gently rubbing my cock through my shorts. I grew quickly just thinking how soon I would be deep in her luscious ass.
I grabbed Domine's shirt and slowly lifted it over her head, leaving her naked. Giving up the kissing, I slowly eased her to the edge of the bed and backed her onto it. I dropped my clothes in about 5 seconds as I headed south for her lightly haired pussy. She obliged me by quickly pulling her legs back to give me complete exposure of her nether parts.
Domine was suddenly urgent, dragging my head toward her pussy, then to her clit. She pressed in on the back of my head as I quickly sought out and found her little button of joy and gave it a proper tongue lashing. She moaned with delight and pressed my head down even harder.
I set up a rapid rhythm of sucking her clit into my lips and just as quickly flicking it back out with my tongue. She got louder with the moans and without warning, quickly shrieked though a deep rooted orgasm. She was greedy too, hanging on to my head and urged me to continue so she could get her second orgasm in a short few seconds.
