Jessica

By Dreamweaver.

The following is from a social escort who dropped by my blog and shared her story.

Enjoy. :)

NB: I did ask why she moonlights (thinking that there may be a sob story in there somewhere). Her answer was simple: It was the only job that allows her to enjoy the best of both worlds. Being paid for something she enjoyed. Sex.

By day, I work in aesthetic clinic but at night, I moonlight as a social escort.

I am about 1.6m tall, with a nice firm B-cup. I enjoy oral sex, both giving and receiving and if i know my client well enough, i do enjoy swallowing their cum. Just a few nights ago, I received a SMS from my handler who manages and screens my client.

"24 year, Male, chinese. Well groomed. Requests photos to be taken during meeting. Willing to pay 1.5x your usual rate. Y/N?"

It was a slow month and the voyeur in me was quite piqued by the request so i decided i would say yes.

I was told to be at Hotel 1929 by 1030 pm so i was at the lobby promptly at 1030pm, wearing a pastel pink dress that showed a modest amount of cleavage with a short hem that accentuates my legs. Hidden under the dress is a sexy set of macthing black lace bra & panties from La Perla.

My phone beeped telling me the suite no and the room and i should head to so i headed up and arrived at the door.

The door was ajar.

Taking a deep breath, i knocked and pushed the door inwards and walked in. I caught sight of my client (whom i shall not describe since i respect his privacy) who was in the midst of pouring out 2 glasses of white. He turned and smiled but i could tell he was nervous so i decided to take the lead.

I walked closer and introduced myself and as we did so, I took his hand in mind and led him to the couch where i made myself comfortable, propping my legs over his thighs as i leaned back. He sat there, looking quite lost so i started to chat, telling him about my job, and what I do at night and all the weird kinky requests that i had before.

I could feel his man-hood hardening so i teased him about his request of wanting to take photos. He actually blushed, saying that the very first porn film he ever watched involved a photographer snapping photos of a model who was slowly doing a strip tease.

His voice was get hoarser as he recounted his memories while his left hand was already slowly stroking my shin. My legs were crossed but as his story went on, i found myself getting turned out and i uncrossed my legs, leaving them apart so that he can look up my skirt...

I was getting wetter.

Deciding to take the lead, i leaned forward, beckoning him to lean towards me. As he did, i cradled his face in mine and started to kiss his lips softly. Pulling back, i look into his eyes and saw uncertainty as well as lust.

I could tell he was aroused as he grabbed my wrists and pulled me completely towards him and started kissing me hard. His hands slid up my dress and he cupped my bare ass.

His eyes widened as i stepped away from him, standing by the bed and unzipping the dress, letting if fall off and gather at my feet, with me wearing nothing more than my 4 inch heels, matching black lace lingerie.

"Would you dance for me?" he whispered.

I nodded coyly and started to sway my body to the soft music that was already playing. I noticed that instead of a normal camera, he had placed at one corner of the room, a video camera and that only turned me on further as my mind was already clouded by lust.

To be cont'd...