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9:24 pm, Wednesday 16th April 2014
| Against the door in my apartment he took me by surprise. His firm hands made their way forcefully up my skirt, ripping away my underwear that willingly fell to my ankles. I was wet from the minute that my back made contact with the cold wood and so his fingers had no trouble gliding against the silky smooth opening of my vagina and into the realms of pleasure. He was pressed up so closely against me that I felt as every inch of him rise. Wiggling my hands down, I dropped his pants and then his boxers, and almost like destiny, his cock found its way into me, the innocent young London girl who became an escort whose pussy would wrap itself comfortably around each inch of him. He hoisted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pounded to the rhythm of our hearts. The door squealed as my body was constantly shoved against it. With each stroke, he pushed more forcefully into me, and just as I was about to orgasm, he pulled out completely. My legs felt weak and shaky as my feet touched the ground. He flipped me around, pushed me down and took me from behind. There was no stopping him. He was on a roll and his main goal was to please, to make me reach places that I've never been. With the build up from the orgasm I wasn't able to achieve earlier, I felt a power inside of me that couldn't wait to be released. One final stroke and I was there, over the moon and in a world that I wouldn't come back from, not for now anyway. My legs were about to give up. They couldn't handle the strength in which my orgasm had hit them, but I had to hold on, I couldn't allow them to prevent me from feeling more pleasure, so I kept them firm. The best escorts always keep going I told myself I powered them to stay strong for me the way they had when I was out for a run in London’s Hyde Park. But this was more than any run that I had ever done. It was the kind of exhaustion that one just had to feel to believe. And before I knew it, another orgasm encompassed my entire being and I collapse on the floor, turning around to see his cock staring me in the face at the perfect position for it to make its way into my mouth and down my throat. About the author: Read more erotic stories written by the escorts and staff at our London agency |
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