The call girl

 Since I almost jumped a few rungs of the career ladder in our company, I have been given more and more tasks that require a certain amount of trust from the executive floor. Sometimes I was on the road for weeks, trade fairs, customer contacts, purchasing, simply representing the company to the outside world.
The fact that my family life suffered as a result, and I sometimes didn't even get to see my husband on the weekends, was probably an extremely negative aspect of my corporate career, but we could very well use the extra earnings that I brought home with me. We had just moved into the new house, loans had to be paid off, our furnishings were not yet complete. At some point children were also planned, until then we wanted to be as debt-free as possible, so when I was offered this opportunity to earn extra, close my eyes.

Once again I was sitting alone in my hotel room, the files were processed, a glass of red wine in hand. My thoughts, dreams made themselves independent, flew out into the dark night, settled down in front of our little house, where my husband spent the evening just as lonely as I did here in my small, rented realm.
The more my thoughts were with my husband, our home, the more I realized what was missing. How long was it since he hugged me tenderly, kissed me, how long was it since we loved each other passionately and unrestrainedly, often for hours until exhaustion, yes, until shortly before total fainting. But even today I would have to go to bed alone again, without a person by my side, his closeness, his body, his breathing.

The longer my thoughts were with my husband, the hotter and more humid it became in my midst. I knew it was too late to satisfy myself by now, I knew my body so well, my sexuality. My thoughts were already too far with him, I would not find satisfaction without someone close to me that would excite me. My fingers, which were now deeply immersed in me, did not provide any relaxation, they only stirred up my damp paradise. I needed closeness, skin, body contact. I needed sex, unrestrained, wild, depraved sex. Cheating on my husband just for my own satisfaction was out of the question.
The heat inside me, the irrepressible lust for sexual satisfaction caused a conflagration in my body. Again and again I tried it, sank my fingers deep inside me, massaged my swollen clit, nothing helped. I slowly realized that I would not find satisfaction on my own, without skin contact. Only ... I wouldn't cheat Jens with a man, but with a woman? I laughed at myself, the thought seemed so absurd to me. I wasn't a lesbian, not even bi, what should I do with a woman in bed. No, that wouldn't work either. Restless, like a tigress in a cage shortly before feeding, I paced up and down my suite, had a vodka from the minibar, which was also not suitable for relieving me of the tension of calming down. Another vodka followed, then a whiskey.
"A woman," I thought again. The absurdity disappeared more and more from my thoughts, more and more I became friends with the idea of ​​being satisfied by a woman. But how. And where? I would probably not be able to speak to anyone on the street. And my sexual satisfaction would probably not be part of the room service duties either. Somehow, on my laptop, I ended up on the site of an escort service. A plausible solution, it seemed to me, and probably the rescue of my libido.

“No, we basically do not mediate women for women”, disappointed me the friendly voice at the other end of the line, to which I had presented my wishes. “But there are certainly agencies or freelance women who offer this service. I was on the right track. I just had to find what I was looking for. With the second whiskey from the minibar, I went looking for it. The third call already seemed promising.
“I would like to recommend our Julia to you,” suggested the friendly telephone lady. “Bi is noted on her sedcard and I know from her that she once had a very violent and intense relationship with a woman”. So Julia. The description of her, the pictures on the agency's website, all of this convinced me. My phone partner asked for my callback number, Julia would call me shortly to discuss the details.

My feelings rose. Did I really just book sex with a woman? The ringing of the cell phone brought me back to reality. “Hello, this is Julia”, answered a cheerful, sympathetic voice. "You want to meet me?" I was fascinated by the uncomplicated way Julia treated me, and I felt more and more that I was talking to my first sex partner. I told Julia that it was going to be my first time with a woman, and when she asked, I didn't tell her any special wishes, as I didn't have any and didn't know what to wish for either. "Then let me take everything in hand and surprise you," suggested Julia. “You will like it,” she added with a smug undertone.

I had to wait two hours. Julia needed this time for her preparations and the journey to my hotel. The room service had just left my suite, where they had set up a small buffet and served chilled champagne. Julia's fee was deposited on the table in an envelope; I thought I could remember something like that from a ********* n movie. My nerves were taut to the breaking point. I didn't feel unattractive, but what if she didn't like me. Or she to me. Thoughts raced through my head, absurd, unnecessary thoughts. I was just beginning to doubt when there was a knock - Julia.

For the first time in my life, I was knowingly facing a lesbian, or at least bisexual, woman. So it was she, the woman, with whom I would leave the beaten track of my sexuality. Her long, black hair was tied in a ponytail, her red dress ended just above the knees, emphasizing the legs in high heels. I couldn't tell yet whether the black nylons were hold-ups or suspenders.
“But you made an effort”, Julia praised the buffet and champagne. "I thought, since we will be spending four hours together, a bite in between would not hurt." Her laugh, which didn't sound artificial or artificial, made Julia extremely personable. The increase in my moisture level also quickly underscored this sympathy. If it was someone I was about to get into bed with, it was her - Julia. I opened the champagne and we lounged on the large, comfortable bed, quickly found a common topic, which we laughingly talked about. I did not feel that Julia took this opportunity to seduce me gently, just felt a very great sympathy for the call girl. Julia gently caressed my hands during our conversation, ran her fingers up my bare arms. I enjoyed this feeling, the goosebumps that slowly arose, this pleasant tremor. Her hands slid over my cheeks during our conversation, playing with my hair. Her second hand made itself on my own legs, not demanding, seductive, just gentle and tender. At some point we embraced each other for our first shy kiss. Julia's touches, her tenderness, her kiss, everything was different than with a man, it was a completely new experience, a completely tender kind of eroticism. I have never tasted such delicate lips, never the lightly applied lipstick of another woman. I literally thirsted for more, pulled Julia to me, covered her face, her lips with hot kisses. We were still dressed on the bed but already now I felt her body, felt how this body will send me into ecstasy. Her kisses were indescribable, I felt her small, firm breasts through the fabric of our clothes, my fingers searched her back for the zipper of her dress, pulled it down to her bottom. Your body was a revelation. Wrapped in elegant lingerie that promised more than some bare skin, black nylons with suspenders she lay on the bed, gentle, soft skin that invited you to caress, shapes that, once you embraced, you never wanted to let go. "Don't you want to make yourself more comfortable?", She smiled at me, began to peel off my blazer and skirt, undid my bra. Her face sank into my breasts, her tongue slid cheekily and searchingly over her, playing with my nipples, who, raised high, showed what charm Julia's tenderness exerted on them. Light bites in my nipples increased my desire for Julia's tenderness, her hands slid over my body, I could already feel the damp stain on my panties, which was getting bigger and bigger.
Julia's tongue wandered down into the valley between my hills, and deeper and deeper in search of my hot, humid Amazon delta. With her teeth she pulled my panties down to my knees, returned to where I already seemed to be seething with pleasure and expectation, let her tongue slide over my Venus.
It was an explosion that I felt when Julia's tongue gently opened my secret, dipped deep, apparently enjoying my liquid very much. It seemed like she wanted to ***** out every drop on meto suck me down. My pelvis circled, twitching in time with her tongue, hot moans came out of my mouth, my hands searched for her hair, began to dig in it, to caress it. My moans grew louder, to screams of irrepressible pleasure; Julia's tongue play on my rock hard clit more violent and demanding. My whole body began to tingle, butterflies in my stomach flapped their wings, the heat that spread from my center in my body developed into a great fire. My orgasm came, literally clutched me, dragged me with it, literally washed me away. This climax must have lasted forever, I had never enjoyed this feeling so much. Totally sweaty I lay on the bed, Julia next to me, who caressed me and helped me to get clear thoughts again. I was still twitching

Julia and I lay next to each other for a long time, caressing our bodies, letting our tongues and lips play with each other. "Have you ever licked a woman to orgasm?", Julia asked me casually, just as if she was asking for the time? ". Do you want?" She got up, slowly and provocatively dropped her bra, exposing her wonderful breasts, which actually didn't need any lingerie, unless only for the purpose of the special charm of the packaging. Her last garment fell, showed me the way to her paradise; her vulva was smoothed like a line, a thin ridge waiting to be opened. “Do you like it?” Asked Julia. "Go ahead. I hope you like it ”. The call girl returned to the bed, looked for a comfortable position and spread her legs expectantly,
I gladly accepted her invitation, I was curious how it feels to dive deep into her, what feelings it arouses in me. when lust awakens in her, lust that I awaken in her.
I still shyly breathed a tender kiss on her most sensitive spot, already thought I could feel a slight tremor in her, definitely not a tremor of excitement, but a tense tremor, about to be pampered by a woman whose tongue was still in front of her had not brought another woman to ecstasy.
My tongue gently parted the curtain on her playground of pleasure, a wonderful taste awaited me, slightly strawberry-like, spiced with that certain something. Slowly I penetrated her, enjoyed her most intimate liquid, played with her, felt how the highest excitement arose in Julia. Her trembling was real, not pretend or artificial, soft, hot moans came from her slightly open mouth. With her hands Julia directed my head as it was most comfortable for her, pressed it tightly to her. Finally I had reached the special treasure of her shell, the rock-hard pleasure pearl. Her moans got louder, Julia reared up under my caresses, now I didn't want to let up, I didn't want to disappoint her, I wanted me to bring her to climax the first time I spoil a woman. My tongue continued to play in her love paradise, I breathed light kisses on her, suckled on the pearl, pushed small, electrifying tongues against it, which could not keep their effect secret for long. Her hands, which had only just held my head, rummaged through my hair, her legs trembled, her pelvis rose and fell in increasingly uncontrolled movements. Her moans, at first almost evenly, coordinated, became uneven, violent, loud. I could literally feel how her blood was pooling in her center, I throbbed, how her whole body was trembling. Those who had just held my head rummaged through my hair, their legs trembled, their pelvis rose and fell in increasingly uncontrolled movements. Her moans, at first almost evenly, coordinated, became uneven, violent, loud. I could literally feel how her blood was pooling in her center, and I throbbed, how her whole body was trembling. Those who had just held my head rummaged through my hair, their legs trembled, their pelvis rose and fell in increasingly uncontrolled movements. Her moans, at first almost evenly, coordinated, became uneven, violent, loud. I could literally feel how her blood was pooling in her center, I throbbed, how her whole body was trembling.
A loud scream of redemption, lustful trembling of your body, a gigantic climax must have seized your body, dragging you into the highest spheres of pleasure. Julia lay sweaty and exhausted, her intermittent breathing, the twitching of her genital area slowly normalized, she opened her eyes, smiled at me: “You are a real natural talent. What a nice orgasm ”. Again we snuggled together, trying to stop time
slowly began to turn to the buffet, we were feeding each other with the ***** ren appetizers, we sprayed with champagne, licking it from our hot bodies, a special year, so much mixed with the sweat of our lust.
Julia began to spray me with cream, licked it from my breasts, my pleasure center, made sure that I got aroused again. “Look how we look”, my playmate rebuked. We should take a shower as soon as possible, both of them, ”she ordered.
The shower was big enough that we both found space: Julia lathered me with skillful fingers while the water from the shower head rained down on me. Our bodies stuck together again, our lips joined together again, our tongues began to dance as the water rained down on our hot bodies. "Come on," asked Julia, led me out of the shower by the hand, dried myself off, then I was allowed to rub her body off. “Do you want to play?” What sounded like a question was more of a prompt. “Trust me,” Julia asked me.
Again I lay down on the bed, Julia unpacked handcuffs and ankle cuffs from her large bag, gently bent my arms upwards, and fixed me on the bed. I let her direct, just let her do it. She had to be the more experienced woman in such games, games that Sven and I would not have dreamed of in our wildest dreams. She put a blindfold on me, “So, now you are at my mercy. Fully. You won't see what I do to you You will lie there expectantly and let everything go through you. Don't see, just feel ”.
I twitched. A slight stab made my body rear up. No, it wasn't a sting, Julia began to play with ice cubes on my body, rubbed it completely with the frozen water that was beginning to thaw on me, kissed me with almost completely melted cubes in my mouth, pushed the remains into my crack where they melted quickly, mixed with my lust moisture.
She started a new game, something slipped over my body, my face, between my legs. The pen with which she stroked me gave me goose bumps, a constant tremor. Julia noticed my high excitability, switched from the pen to the whip, now stroked me with it, gave me a few light strokes, stimulating pleasure, not painful.
Suddenly, out of the blue - nothing. No touch, no word, nothing at all. Stillness and immobility. It seemed as if Julia was no longer in the room. Was it seconds, minutes or hours that I lay there, imagining what would happen if Julia had actually disappeared and room service would find me that way in the morning. Suddenly, in the silence of the moment, I heard her voice: ”Do you know what I'm doing right now? I sit there, drink champagne and think about what to do with you ”. It was this announcement that whipped me up again, it wasn't over yet, our game went on.
I felt Julia sit down on the bed, feel a vibration on my body that seemed to emanate from a long piece of plastic that wandered over me, over my face, my breasts. The vibrator moved deeper and deeper on me until it finally reached its goal, dipped deep into my grotto and erupted a volcano of lust in me, Julia mastered this game, only used my own liquid, no lubricant, played with the intensity levels of the Device. Excited to the extreme, I lay in my bonds, let the call girl play with me, enjoyed every movement of the vibrator in me. "Shall I give you a special treat?" I wasn't able to answer, just mumbled "Mhm" with relish, wondering what else she had prepared for me.
Her hand slipped under my bottom, lifted it while the vibrator was still playing in me, a finger caressed my asshole, seemed to prepare it for something. A second vibrator penetrated me gently and slowly, pampering me in the place where I've never been pampered. Again it was impossible to hold; not an orgasm seized me, rushed through me, there must have been many small climaxes in a row and at the same time, lined up like a chain, a climax as I had never experienced it.
It took me a long time to flinch, I was still tied up on the bed, enjoying Juli's kisses and caresses, until she finally released the bonds and I could sink into her arms. We kept playing, forgetting the time, and eventually fell asleep together.

I'll see Julia again, not through the agency, but privately, without a fee. Sven will have a hard time giving me what Julia gave me, Julia, with whom I fell madly in love at this first meeting.