I was a lonely tourist from Australia, on holiday in the Netherlands, when I decided I needed some company. Walking up and down the streets of Amsterdam, I saw you standing topless in a window. You looked heavenly, the warm light highlighting your auburn hair. You looked nervous, as if you'd never stood in a window like this before.
I entered the room and when we spoke, I found you also had an Australian accent. What a surprise! You said you'd been backpacking when you were robbed, and most of your money was taken. Taking tricks was the last thing you wanted to do, but you needed to eat, you wanted to get back home, so today you were giving this a go. You were so nervous, having never done this before but needing to do it to get by.
I was your first customer. You asked if I had anyone at home. I told you I was a single boy from Sydney and was surprised when I found out you came from Sydney, too. We negotiated a price for the night, you got dressed and we went to my hotel. We had a meal and got to know each other a bit better - not how I thought my first time with a hooker would go! We then went to my room.
You started by slowly undressing, teasing me with a slow dance to a sensuous beat. You were so captivating I could not tear my eyes from you. You then undressed me and we went to the bathroom, started the spa. The bubbles and the jets made you laugh. I remember how your toes played with my cock while we both relaxed in the warm water.
You told me we would not kiss. I understood - we weren't in that kind of a relationship. Instead you ducked below the water, and started using your mouth and hands on me - taking my cock into your mouth, rubbing my shaft and balls with your hands while your tongue licked around the head of my cock. To help you, I rose out of the water and sat on the edge of the spa tub. You got me hard and soon I had to restrain myself, I so wanted to fuck your pretty mouth. Instead I held the back of your head, keeping my shaft in your mouth. It had been far too long for me, and before long I felt my balls tighten in your hands as I shot wad after wad of semen into your mouth. You even swallowed, which surprised me very much.
We dried off from the spa. You then went to the mini bar and got us both some drinks. We got a bit tipsy as we just enjoyed each other's company, speaking of home and our respective life experiences. I knew we'd be intimate later, but we had all night ahead of us. I found out what you liked, what you disliked, and decided then and there I wanted more than one night with you.
We ordered room service. While waiting, we switched on the TV - this being Amsterdam, half the channels were showing porn. Although you weren't really a fan, I found something sensual to watch - nothing too hard, just a film with a young man and woman loving each other gently and intimately.
After our supper, I decided it was time to take you. We undressed again, and I started playing with your breasts. I went to the fridge, took out an ice cube from the freezer, and started teasing your skin with it. Your nipples stood up proudly, and I took one into my mouth. I nibbled gently on it, teasing you with my teeth. I continued to run the ice over your skin until it melted away. You were gasping, I'm not sure whether it was from the cold or from the sensation and the pleasure.
