This is a fictional story, and I wrote it mainly just to see if I could do it. I don't know how sex surrogates actually operate, but I'd like to think they're like Teri.
1.
For most people, it would seem odd for someone to travel from my homeland, England, all the way to America for the purpose I have in mind. My name is Michael, I am a 30 year old man who has, for some reason I don't really understand, has just been unable to relate to women in an intimate way, and I am still a virgin.
For many years, it never really bothered me, but I now feel that life is leaving me behind. I want a woman in my life, and I want to experience sex. I want to move on.
There are no sex surrogates in England, so I contacted a sex therapist in America named Linda, and traveled to her office in Albany, New York. She was a very kindly, supportive woman, who provided me with a lot of advice and counseling. She felt that I needed to go a few steps further, and have guidance provided by a sex surrogate, who would actually have sexual relations with me.
She then referred me to a surrogate she knew, a woman named Teri, who lived near Albany. And so my adventure begins.
The taxi brought me to a suburb outside of Albany, to a large, old, red brick row home. I paid the cab driver, walked over to the house, and rang the doorbell. After a few seconds, the door opened, and a short, busty woman with short dark hair in a Louise Brooks cut, heart-shaped face, brown eyes, olive complexion, a slightly stocky, but still beautiful body from what I could see, and a friendly smile greeted me, saying, "Hello! Are you Michael?"
"Yes", I replied.
"Well, then, come on in! My name is Teri," she said. She looked to be in her thirties.
I walked in, and Teri led me to her office, which was a large room that was a combination of office, living room, and over to the side, was a bed.
"Just have a seat here," she indicated to a chair in front of her desk, and said, "We'll just get some of these formalities out of the way. How has your travel been, so far?" as she looked through some paperwork.
"Very nice," I replied, "America is so big".
Teri giggled a bit, "Yeah, that it is".
After we completed all of the paperwork, Teri said, "Well, I'm glad that's all out of the way, and now this desk is kind of in the way, too."
She came around the desk and sat in another chair near me. She offered her hands to me, saying, "According to Linda's report, you haven't held a woman's hands, or even kissed a woman, so here, hold my hands." I reached over, and held her hands in mine, and they felt soft and inviting.
I replied, "Actually, I did kiss a couple of women, but only as an office party sort of thing, nothing special."
Teri asked me, "Is it ok if I call you Mike?"
I replied, "I'm normally called Michael, but Mike is fine."
Teri grinned, then said, "Well, ok then, Mike?" as she smiled mischievously, "Our relationship will be on a couple of levels. First, we are therapist and client. It's my job to help and support you. Don't worry, I won't judge you, or laugh at you, at least not in a mean way. Second, I'd like for us to be friends. You can trust me, and you can ask me anything you want. And third, we'll be sexual partners, but we're not doing anything kinky or weird. I get checked to make sure I've got a clean bill of health, and I'm on the pill, too. If you wanna use a condom, that's fine, or if you wanna go bareback, that's ok, too."
I joked, "Well, in my case, I guess I've got a clean bill of health, too!"
Teri smiled, kept holding my hands, but slowly got up, and said, "I'm going to teach you a dance. A Rumba!"
She led me up, holding my left hand out, had me place my right hand around her waist, and she placed her left arm around my shoulder. Teri said, "Good! Now move your left foot forward, then your right foot to your right, then your left foot next to the right. Like, slowww, quick-quick."
After walking me through a few other steps, Teri noticed that I was concentrating and looking down at my feet, and said to me, "Now, don't dance looking at your feet, look right into my eyes." I danced with her, looking into her eyes. they looked so beautiful and friendly.
As I danced with Teri, she said, "Nowww, I want you to kiss me. Don't ask me for that kiss. Take command, and kiss me when you're ready."
I was a bit uncomfortable, but I leaned in, and gave her a small peck on the lips.
Teri responded softly, "Nooooo, not like that. That's one of your office party kisses. Give me a long kiss, that has feelings for me. Enjoy yourself...and enjoy me!"
I looked into her eyes. They looked so warm and inviting. I leaned in again, and gave her a long, warm kiss. I didn't know if I was doing it right, but I liked being this intimate with Teri, and she was so open and inviting.
We had stopped dancing, and Teri's arms moved to the back of my neck. My hands were around her back. Our lips parted, but our bodies were still very close.
Teri looked at me, and whispered, "Mike, you can let your hands roam all over me. Feel my hair...my ass...my breasts, anywhere you want. Don't be afraid. Just explore me, and kiss me some more."
I kissed her some more, and I let my hands feel her body. I loved feeling her ass, then I reached up and fondled her breasts, to which Teri closed her eyes, and let out some soft moans. Her tits were big, felt so soft, and felt so...female!
Teri then opened her eyes, looked at me, and whispered, "Mike?...undress me!"
She had already kicked off her shoes. I unbuttoned and removed her blouse, revealing more and more of her body. I unzipped and helped her out of her skirt, then pulled down and helped her remove her panties. Then she turned around to let me unhook her bra. The hooks were stubborn, but I finally unhooked them, and let her bra fall away.
Teri turned around to face me, and her body had such wonderful curves, her tits were even larger than I had imagined, maybe a D cup, with big, hard nipples!
Teri looked up at me, and asked, "Well, do you like what I have?"
