A good time with a really pretty girl
I went to a massage parlor one day. I was highly stressed and my girlfriend was really working her cranky bitch act, and I didn't care to listen that day.
I had checked out the ads and chose a young woman named Traci. We made a time and met at the parlor. Very nice and super pretty, collage girl looking. She said that she was 23, but I figured out that she was somewhat older, as she wasn't ditzy and could hold an intelligent conversation. She had a college education, and was working at this after moving back home due to the economy. There was a lot of that going on at the time.
I stripped down and lay on the table. She also started to disrobe and then began giving me a massage. Full body sensual massage. She felt really good. Then she asked me to flip onto my back and she started over, finally working her way to 'Ol Deadeye, who was standing at attention for her.
She started to suck my cock with considerable skill, and deep throated me to an awesome degree. She has NO gag reflex. We shifted around and went 69. I really fucked her pussy with my tounge, working her clit like I was writing the alphabet. She came at the letter T! I worked my way to Z, and started over again in cursive. She came again when I dotted the I!
She wanted to screw about then, and being the gentleman that I am, I couldn't refuse her offer. But the damn table was really uncomfortable. We gave it the old college try, but it just wasn't working.
We finally got it right, and she finished me off kneeling before me, and sucking me for all she was worth, as I gripped her hair in my fist ( she is a little subservient).
We then sat down, and had a long talk about this. She wasn't really into being a prostitute, but she needed the $.
We worked out a deal, and I saw her several times over the next couple of months. She wasn't so much a hooker, as a sugar baby, to me. I am sure that there were others.
I do think that she had a bit of a crush on me though. She got into a fight with her room mate, over her dating a guy with the same name as me.
Once I bought her a nice vibrator, and she would call me and tell me about using it while fantasizing about me.
I don't think that she was mentaly cut out to be a hooker. She had a nievete' about her. She liked to screw like a girlfriend, not a hooker. She was a little shy at times, and liked to get under the covers. She did have a couple of fetish's, one that I didn't care for. She liked to be choked. I couldn't do it, too strait for that.
The last time I saw her, she wanted to pay me back for being a nice guy to her. She had seen a couple of real assholes appearantly.
I brought dinner and some other things, nice shampoo and such. We showered and played and had a really good time, ate dinner and then began playing again.
Just as we started I began having some chest pain. we slowed and just held one another. I was suddenly in distress. Here I was, in a NoTell, with a younger woman, trying to have a heart attack.
She took good care of me though. Was ready to do CPR and had the phone set to 911.
We got through it though, and have stayed friends even though she has moved away.
She called me the other night, wants to meet and mabee have a "nice time".
Sounds good to me, I think that I will call her up when she gets to town.
She called me the other day, wanting to see me. So far we have hit and missed, but last night she again called and apologized for not being on time, schedual or answering back. So I will see her today. Hopefully.
I had checked out the ads and chose a young woman named Traci. We made a time and met at the parlor. Very nice and super pretty, collage girl looking. She said that she was 23, but I figured out that she was somewhat older, as she wasn't ditzy and could hold an intelligent conversation. She had a college education, and was working at this after moving back home due to the economy. There was a lot of that going on at the time.
I stripped down and lay on the table. She also started to disrobe and then began giving me a massage. Full body sensual massage. She felt really good. Then she asked me to flip onto my back and she started over, finally working her way to 'Ol Deadeye, who was standing at attention for her.
She started to suck my cock with considerable skill, and deep throated me to an awesome degree. She has NO gag reflex. We shifted around and went 69. I really fucked her pussy with my tounge, working her clit like I was writing the alphabet. She came at the letter T! I worked my way to Z, and started over again in cursive. She came again when I dotted the I!
She wanted to screw about then, and being the gentleman that I am, I couldn't refuse her offer. But the damn table was really uncomfortable. We gave it the old college try, but it just wasn't working.
We finally got it right, and she finished me off kneeling before me, and sucking me for all she was worth, as I gripped her hair in my fist ( she is a little subservient).
We then sat down, and had a long talk about this. She wasn't really into being a prostitute, but she needed the $.
We worked out a deal, and I saw her several times over the next couple of months. She wasn't so much a hooker, as a sugar baby, to me. I am sure that there were others.
I do think that she had a bit of a crush on me though. She got into a fight with her room mate, over her dating a guy with the same name as me.
Once I bought her a nice vibrator, and she would call me and tell me about using it while fantasizing about me.
I don't think that she was mentaly cut out to be a hooker. She had a nievete' about her. She liked to screw like a girlfriend, not a hooker. She was a little shy at times, and liked to get under the covers. She did have a couple of fetish's, one that I didn't care for. She liked to be choked. I couldn't do it, too strait for that.
The last time I saw her, she wanted to pay me back for being a nice guy to her. She had seen a couple of real assholes appearantly.
I brought dinner and some other things, nice shampoo and such. We showered and played and had a really good time, ate dinner and then began playing again.
Just as we started I began having some chest pain. we slowed and just held one another. I was suddenly in distress. Here I was, in a NoTell, with a younger woman, trying to have a heart attack.
She took good care of me though. Was ready to do CPR and had the phone set to 911.
We got through it though, and have stayed friends even though she has moved away.
She called me the other night, wants to meet and mabee have a "nice time".
Sounds good to me, I think that I will call her up when she gets to town.
She called me the other day, wanting to see me. So far we have hit and missed, but last night she again called and apologized for not being on time, schedual or answering back. So I will see her today. Hopefully.
9 年 前
