I exhale deeply. There is only a minute or two until he'll be here and this suddenly becomes real. I'm propped against several pillows in a dimly lit hotel room. One hand is holding onto the corner of a pillow and the other is rubbing my thigh. I think back on the past several hours.
I got the call in the middle of the day from a girlfriend looking for someone to take care of her boyfriend while he was out of town. At first it sounded like a scam, but she was very particular about what they wanted, and she was very respectful about my rules.
Then I find out that he is setting me up with his credit card and someone to help me shop for lingerie. Even though I cater strictly to a certain demographic with deep pockets, this was totally new. It put me a little more at ease as to the validity of the situation, but it also brought some nerves that I haven't experienced before. I have enough experience that things don't typically surprise me, but there are always nerves with a new client. Still, I was surprised by the instructions to go purchase new lingerie.
I was to meet a personal shopper at a very high end clothing store, and she would assist me. However, neither of us were given any idea of what he wanted me wearing. That added some stress as well. Does he want sweet and sexy, slutty and naughty, or just classic and classy sex appeal? Well, he didn't give either of us any ideas, is it possible he doesn't care? Maybe just wants me to choose something I like? Why would he do that? Wait, why do I care?
I couldn't help but wonder if she assumed I was the girlfriend or that I was a hooker. If the latter, I'm impressed by her ability to treat me as very well respected client, which leads me to believe that he must be one...which I suppose fits the category of my typical client, so it makes sense.
I was asked to bring toys, and what I am open to in that regard. As a woman with a love of bondage, I was sure to let it be known that is always welcome, and when it comes to S&M, I'm open to pleasure, not pain. One thing she was very clear about it is that they want me in a blindfold the whole time. A huge piece of this for them is they want this to be totally anonymous. That works for me, I am an upstanding citizen with a career outside of the fact that I fuck very wealthy men for money.
It has been awhile since I got a new client. I have an extremely exclusive clientele and my price puts me out of most men's range. I am also very discreet due to my professional career outside my escort services.
For those who are able to afford me, however, they are fortunate to have a woman who absolutely loves to fuck and get fucked, is incredibly multi-orgasmic, both enjoys and excels at giving oral, and is borderline insatiable. (If the truth be told, even with my multi-orgasmic blessing and the fact that I can often make them cum multiple times too, they are usually done before I am.)
I am curious about the man that I will be servicing tonight. With such an exclusive clientele, most are regulars, and while great for the bank account, it can get a little uninspiring. I always enjoy sex, but it has been a long time since something blew my mind. And as the paid giver of pleasure, I am seldom in a situation that I get to just focus on enjoying and receiving. I also have the rules that are designed to protect me and establish boundaries, but they also can be a hinderance to feeling pure passion (not that it is typically part of this kind of transaction anyway, but sometimes I miss just having non-contractual GREAT sex.)
The Rules...I wonder how he will be with them. His girlfriend seemed very agreeable. It was cute, she even asked about kissing. I laughed and told her that Pretty Woman is only a movie. But I did tell her that I won't kiss him unless he kisses me. No fucking me without a condom. No cumming inside me or in my mouth. Anal is not a guarantee, I reserve the right to refuse it, but if I'm feeling it in the moment, it is a possibility. Still, it is easy for the girlfriend to agree, she probably wants these rules too, and she's not the one with a cock fucking me. He might have a different feeling on them.
I got a good look at myself in the mirror before I put the blindfold on. The lingerie he told me to pick out and paid for is sexy with a touch of slutty, black lace and strappy. The black leather collar that he left for me in the hotel room and requested that I wear really completes the outfit. I look hot as hell and I know it. I put on some deep red lipstick which will make my lips stand out when they're around his cock. It was almost a shame to put the black satin blindfold on, my hair and makeup look fantastic and I look beyond fuckable in this ensemble.
The door opens and I hear ice clinking in a glass. I wait until I hear the door close and then I say "John?" He greets me and I hear him put the glass down. I apologize for not having music playing like he requested. He says its okay and a couple moments later club music fills the room. Yeah, I can fuck to this.
He tells me I look amazing and asks if he can take a picture. I pause for a moment because I hadn't thought about that. It isn't a request I get often, but I'm also not usually blindfolded. But he's right, I do look amazing, so I allow it, telling him it needs to be just for him.
There is a pause and then I feel a hand start to slide up my thigh. "Is it okay if I touch you?" he asks me. I laugh softly at this. We both know he's paying me to be here to fuck him and he's politely asking if he can touch me. I reach out and make contact with his chest.
"You're going to be doing a lot more than touching me tonight. Yes, I would say its okay if you touch me. Is it okay if I touch you?" I start smoothing my hands over his shoulders as I feel his sliding all over me. He tells me it is, and I start unbuttoning his shirt. This act of feeling the buttons come undone and touching the skin beneath it while hands move over me has an incredibly erotic effect on me. I slip my hands into his shirt and feel the skin underneath as I explore, finding nice broad shoulders and a strong chest under my hands.
I have been blindfolded many times before, but never with a stranger paying me for sex. I'm getting turned on by the minute. His hand finally moves to my tits and I moan softly and arch into his hand. I told his girlfriend that I would only kiss him if he kissed me first, but I'm dying to feel his mouth on mine. I move my hands up to his hair and bring my face to his. I press my cheek to his and just the softest brush of my lips against his...I'm blindfolded, it could have been an accident.
I ask him what he wants, and he asks me the same. I remind him that this night is all about him, that I'm here to service him. He promises me that I'm going to be very well fucked by the time the night is over, and admits that he hasn't done this before.
I tell him that it has been a long time since I've been well fucked and remind him again that tonight is all about him and tell him that usually my clients want me to suck them and fuck me and that's about it. His response to that is to push my hair aside and start kissing and sucking on my throat. This is a sensation that drives me wild but also makes me jumpy. I start panting and in the same breath I tell him "there is one other rule that we didn't talk about. No marks."
He lifts his mouth to my ear and I feel his lips and breath against me as he says "there is probably going to be a big handprint on your ass." I remind him firmly no marks where anyone can see it. His response is to fasten his mouth on my throat again. At this point I don't care if he marks me, I can tell that I'm going to cum any moment.
I feel his hand cup my breast again and my head falls back and I moan out an orgasm. Turning my head, I press my forehead to his, lips just inches apart. I slip my hands around the back of his neck as he asks me if I just came. I laugh lightly and rub my cheek softly on his "I guess I should have warned you. I cum a lot."
His response is to pull the lace of my bra aside and start sucking on my nipple. My tits aren't generally super sensitive, but whatever he is doing with his mouth is fucking amazing. I start running my fingers through his hair, my back arching to get closer to that incredible mouth, and then another orgasm throws my head back.
I feel his hand cup and hold my pussy firmly, covering it fully with his hand, but there is no penetration or playing with my clit, just holding onto me. The simple contact is driving me wild. There is a patience to the way he is holding me, like he knows I am going to cum from this lack of movement, that this simple hold is going cause intense arousal and eventually orgasm.
He comments on how wet I am, and I pant my response. He has me incredibly turned on, not to mention that I have cum a couple times already. I try to grind against that hand, but his cupped hand doesn't move and his mouth continues to focus on my breasts.
This cupping of my pussy is a whole new sensation for me and he has me firmly in his grip. The lack of control I have in this situation combined with the pleasure and newness of the cupping puts me over the edge...I moan out the orgasm I think he was waiting for and my head drops to his shoulder.
He surprises me by taking my hand and fastening a wrap around it. I'm a sucker for bondage, but I don't know this guy. I gently remind him that the goal we agreed on is no pain, only pleasure. His response is to lock my wrists together, lifting them to the dog collar and fastening them there too.
Then to my shock and pleasure, I next feel his tongue on my clit. I didn't expect this from a man who is paying for sex. I slide my leg along the side of his body since I can't touch him. He doesn't stay down there long, but I definitely get a few more orgasms in before he stops. His tongue is incredible and not being able to have my hands on him or see him made the sensations so much more intense.
My pussy is soaking wet at this point and I am dying to fuck this man. I'm a pro, I am trying to play it cool, but he is making me want him. It is going to be hard to abide by my own rules. I want to feel him inside me, and I want him to pour cum into me. The fact that my hands are locked into place makes it even harder. I want to feel him.
As if he read my mind, he grabs me by the bonds and pulls me up onto my knees. He slips behind me and plays with my tits and lowers a hand to rub my clit. "I want you to suck me" he breathes against my ear. I turn around and he unfastens my bonds but leaves the braces on my wrists. I drop my head and take his cock in my mouth. I give great head and I know it. With how bad I want this man, I want to make sure that he gets a taste of what I am capable of, so I don't ease him in.
