Confessions Of A Professional Escort

If you pass me on the street or sit opposite me on the train you would never know that I work as an escort. I am paying my way through college by dating men, and sometimes women for money.

I remember my first time working as an escort. I was nervous as I really had no idea what I was doing. I only charged my date $150 because I hadn’t a clue what the going rates were. We met in a bar. I remember he walked straight up to me and told me I was more beautiful than my picture. I smiled already more at ease. He was an attractive man and oozed confidence. Not at all what I had expected. While we were having a drink, he put his hand up my skirt and placed his finger inside me. I was startled and excited by his daring and directness. His eyes held mine in a sultry challenging way.

We went to a room in the hotel and he placed the money we had agreed on the counter. I was shaking because I was so nervous. But he was a man of the world clearly and was in total control. “Strip” he commanded and I nervously undressed, exposing my body slowly. He was looking at me like a lion might look at his next meal. I was surprised by the thrill of pleasure I felt under his hungry gaze

He admired me and slowly walked around me my naked body. I could see he was aroused at the sight of me as I stood completely naked in the middle of this strange hotel room. He came closer to me and touched my breasts gently and tweaked my nipples tenderly. “Is it your first time?” he whispered huskily into my ear. I could feel his breath on my neck and couldn’t manage to get any words out so I just nodded and looked into his eyes.

He led me over to the bed and instructed me to spread my legs wide. As I lay there on the bed he undressed with his eyes fixed between my legs. When he was naked he slipped between my thighs. The thrill of his hardness inside was me entirely startling. After he finished he rolled over and lay beside me.

That seems like a long time ago. Now I work as a high end and love to indulge in the pleasure that doing risky things and living a double life gives me.

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