OBSESSED WITH ESCORTS: VOLUME TWO
THE ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUMES 6-11
Copyright 2017 by Alex Hunter
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME SIX
ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME SEVEN
ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME EIGHT
ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME NINE
ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME TEN
ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME ELEVEN
ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME SIX
I’m lying on the bed in my hotel room
outside of San Francisco, drinking a Jack and Coke and catching up on
baseball games on the television when there’s a knock at my door. I
amble over and look out the peephole. I always like to check out what
I’m getting before letting them in the room, just to build
anticipation. So I look out and see two women, just as I ordered. One
has long brown hair. She’s standing up. The other has long blonde
hair. She’s kneeling on all fours.
Usually I like take a nice, long, look
before letting them in the room. But not tonight. I’ve seen enough.
I scramble to open the door and beckon them to come inside, lest
someone walk by and see them in the hall like that.
Once the door opens I see that the
brunette is holding a leash that’s connected to choker collar on
the blonde’s neck. Like a dog. The brunette walks in the room
first. She gives a tug on the leash and the blonde follows, crawling
on her hands and knees, her back arched and ass sticking up in the
air. I quickly shut the door behind them.
I ask them their names so I can keep them
straight in my own head.
“I’m Misty,” the brunette says.
“And my pet here is named Tanya.”
I could already feel a stirring in my
pants; I’d just ordered two women, nothing more specific than that.
But I like what they’ve sent me. A lot. I had a feeling this was
going to be a very interesting night.
Both women are incredibly hot but in
vastly different ways.
Misty is slutty but elegant, the sharp
lines of her face framed by her long hair and accentuated by her
pouty lips and a heavy dose of black mascara around her eyes. She’s
dressed in all black, from blouse to skirt to stockings to heels. Her
body is thin and rock hard, toned but not muscular, from her arms to
her washboard stomach to her firm legs and ass. She stands almost as
tall as me in her 4-inch heels and holds herself like the world begs
at her feet. Which is undoubtedly does.
Tanya is her exact opposite. Cute and
young with an innocent smile and big, blue eyes, she’s wearing a
white button-down blouse and an ultra-short, red and black plaid
skirt that doesn’t leave much to the imagination. She’s thin but
her body is softer, not as sharply-lined but still very shapely.
Misty bends down and unclips the leash.
“Go over to the bed and start playing with yourself,” she says to
Tanya turns and heads towards the bed,
still on her hands and knees. Her ass is sticking up in the air and
her short skirt gives me a full view of her round, perfect ass, which
is obscured only by the black dental floss g-string.
Misty takes my hand and leads me to the
couch while Tanya climbs up onto the bed. Misty sits me down, heads
over to the table, pours us both a glass of wine, then comes over and
sits next to me. She hands me one of the glasses.
I turn my eyes to the bed, where Tanya
has started going to work on herself. She is sitting up, facing us,
her legs curled beneath her, one hand rubbing her pretty little
shaved pussy while she fondles her exposed breast with the other. Her
head is arched back and her eyes are closed. She’s lost in herself.
Misty is watching Tanya but her hand is
on top of my crotch, gently rubbing my cock beneath the robe.
“Faster,” Misty says.
Tanya obliges, rubbing her pussy with
“Now finger yourself,” Misty says as
her thumb caresses the tip of my cock.
Tanya sticks two fingers in her pussy.
She lets out a little moan as they slide in.
“Faster,” Misty says.
Tanya’s fingers start moving more
rapidly. In and out, in and out, in and out. Her moans become louder,
“Another one,” Misty says.
Tanya sticks another finger inside
herself. She gasps as her fingers fill up her pussy.
“Now fuck yourself some more,” Misty
Tanya’s fingers work her way in and out
of her pussy, from her fingertips to her knuckles, slowly at
first, then picking up speed. Slapping sounds carry across the room
she’s so wet. Her groans increase with the intensity of her
“Harder,” Misty says. She’s still
watching Tanya intently but now her hand has slipped under my
bathrobe and wrapped itself around my cock.
Tanya does as she’s told, yelping now
with every thrust.
“Now taste yourself,” Misty says.
Tanya pulls her fingers out of her pussy
and slides them into her mouth, engulfing them.
“That’s so fucking hot,” Misty
says. She drains the rest of her wine and sets the glass on the
table, then slips off the couch and onto her knees. Facing me, she
pulls her shirt over her head, revealing large, beautiful tits. She
spreads my legs apart then slides in between them, her head right at
my crotch, her mouth mere inches from my dick. She unties the belt
holding my bathrobe closed and pulls it off. Then she opens the
bathrobe, revealing my rock-hard cock.
Misty grabs my cock and starts to stroke
it. Over her shoulder, she says to Tanya, “Keep fucking yourself
until I tell you to stop.”
Tanya does as she is told without a word,
her hand diving back into her pussy with reckless abandon.
Misty leans forward and takes the tip of
my cock in her mouth while she strokes my shaft. I lean back and
enjoy the view, flickering my eyes from one girl to the other, one
stroking and sucking my cock, the other writhing on the bed, fucking
herself with her fingers. Life is good.
And it gets even better as Misty takes my
cock deeper in her mouth. Moving up and down with her lips while her
hand still works my shaft. And then my cock disappears as she
deep-throats me with ease. She holds it there, my cock being
constricted in her tight throat, tongue flicking out and licking my
balls as she continues to hold it, hold it, hold it, then gags and
slides it back out.
Misty gets up a little higher on her
knees and lets an ocean’s worth of saliva slide out of her mouth
and onto my cock as she jerks me off. The saliva coats my cock, makes
it glisten as she continues moving her hand up and down my shaft. She
dives back in with her mouth, taking the tip of my cock between her
lips and sucking it off. She pops it out a few seconds later and
sticks out her tongue and slaps it with my cock.
“You taste so fucking good,” Misty
says as she goes back to work on my cock.
On the bed, Tanya now has both tits
hanging out of her shirt. They are glorious specimens, perfectly
proportioned, especially perky. They bounce naturally as she
continues to fuck herself, her fingers deep inside her pussy, moving
quickly in and out, in and out, stretching out her snatch, her moans
growing more intense, her entire body moving in time with her
thrusts. She sees me watching and smiles and pulls her fingers out
and sticks them in her mouth. With her other hand she slaps at her
pussy, once, twice, three times, her body convulsing slightly with
Misty slides my cock out of her mouth and
turns her head towards Tanya. “Stop playing with yourself and get
Tanya pulls her fingers out of her pussy
and climbs off the bed.
“Get on your knees,” Misty says.
Tanya does as she’s ordered.
“Now crawl,” Misty says.
Tanya begins to crawl over towards us.
Her back is arched and her ass is sticking up in the air. Misty sees
me watching Tanya.
“You like that, don’t you?” Misty
“Yeah,” I managed to say through a
Misty laughs and continues to jerk me off
as Tanya arrives.
Now I have two gorgeous, scantily-clad
sluts between my legs. I think it can’t get any better than this.
And then it does. Tanya and Misty start kissing inches away from my
cock, which by now feels like it’s going to burst out of its seams.
They make out for a few seconds, getting
into it, tongues deep in each others throat, grabbing each others
tits, and then Tanya is moving down Misty’s body, kissing her neck,
then sucking on one of her nipples. Misty grabs Tanya’s fingers—the
ones she had in her pussy a minute ago—and sticks them in her
mouth, sucking the juices clean. With her free hand she grabs my cock
and starts stroking it. Then she moves on from her friend and again
sticks my cock with her mouth.
Communicating via some primal methodology
beyond speech, Tanya detaches from Misty’s tits and slides in
closer to me, running her finger up my leg as she moves. She cups her
hand around my balls and fondles them as Misty continues sucking my
Then Tanya arches her back further and
takes one of my balls in her mouth, sucking on it, gently at first,
then with more force, rattling it around in her mouth, popping it in
and out, then switching balls and giving it the same treatment. Misty
slides up onto the couch so she’s sitting next to me, giving them
each more room to work. She digs down deeper on my cock, moving
quickly up and down, her lips creating a tight seal, as Tanya works
both of my balls into her mouth. The pressure is growing as each girl
works her own brand of magic. I try to relax but the sensations are
too powerful, too wonderful.
I look down and see nothing but the back
of Misty’s head. She has completely engulfed my cock. I look at the
mirror across the room and can see the back of Tanya’s head in the
reflection. She’s completely engulfed my balls. I imagine their
lips are touching in the middle.
“Oh. My. God.” I say. I take a deep
breath, let it out as slowly as I can.
Misty slides my cock out of her mouth,
spits on it, jerks it some more. Tanya is still going to town on my
I feel guilty, like I should be returning
the favor, so I reach over and start rubbing the Misty’s pussy
through her panties. She immediately starts soaking through them. She
bites on her bottom lip, starts to moan, then leans over and sticks
her tongue down my throat while still stroking my cock. I slide my
fingers inside her panties and start working on her pussy proper,
rubbing up and down on her swollen lips. She breathes harder and
starts moving against my fingers. She’s soaking wet. She leans back
a bit, changing the angle, allowing my fingers to easily slide into
her pussy. I hold them there, rigid, while she gently bounces up and
down on them, harder and harder, her hand moving faster and faster on
my cock, her breath growing more ragged, until finally she stops and
lets out a shuddering breath. She slips off of my fingers, grabs
them, and sticks them in her mouth, sucking her juices off of them
one by one.
When she’s finished tasting herself she
grabs a handful of Tanya’s hair and pulls her head up.
“Sit on his cock,” Misty says.
Tanya giggles and looks up at me and
smiles. Her eyes are huge as she wraps her hand around the bottom of
my shaft and wiggles her way up. She straddles me and strokes my cock
while her pussy hovers directly above it. Still firmly grasping my
shaft, she sticks the tip of my cock against her pussy lips and rubs
them against each other for a moment before finally sliding my dick
into her. She starts to bounce on my dick, moving up and down slowly
but rhythmically, her shaved pussy tight but soaking wet, her tits
jiggling. She leans into me and sticks her titties in my face. I grab
them, start working the nipples, then stick one of them in my mouth
and start to suck. She moans in pleasure and starts riding me even
harder, her hands grasping the back of the couch to add leverage.
Misty stands up on the couch and pushes
my head deeper into the cushions, then tilts it back so I’m looking
up at the ceiling. Then she throws one legs over me and straddles me
and sits on my face, all but smothering me. She grinds against my
face, allowing me just enough air to breath, her juicy wetness
drenching me. I stick me tongue out and she rides it with her pussy,
moaning the whole time, grinding harder and harder against me while
Tanya rides my cock like a Bronco, bouncing on it faster and faster.
Tanya’s high-pitched yelps as she slams against me combined with
Misty’s deeper, more guttural growls of pleasure create a cacophony
of pleasure that excites me even further, pushing me closer to
climax, which at this point is mere seconds away.
Misty seems to sense how close I am, as
she slides off my face. “Not yet you don’t,” she says as she
climbs off the couch. “You don’t get to cum until after you
Misty grabs Tanya by the hair and pulls
her off my cock.
“My turn,” Misty says. She throws
Tanya aside and climbs astride me, impaling herself on my cock.
Misty’s pussy is glorious; not as tight
as Tanya’s but even more wet. She works my cock slowly, moving up
and down with well-practiced assurance. She sits atop me like a
conquering hero, staring down at me, her face serious, all business,
her brown hair spilling over her eyes, her bottom lip between her
teeth. With her hands on my chest for leverage, she grinds on my
cock, owning me, using me for her own pleasure. Which is perfectly
fine by me.
“Grab my tits,” she says.
I obey, one hand on each. They are the
perfect size, a little more than a handful, firm and perky.
“Squeeze them,” she says.
Again I obey.
“Harder,” she says. “Like you mean
I squeeze as hard as I can, her nipples
between my fingers. Still bouncing on my cock, she moans and starts
to shake. I squeeze harder. She bounces some more than slams down
into me one last time and then sits there with my cock deep inside
her, shuddering and moaning and breathing deeply and shuddering some
more as I squeeze her tits even tighter, and then she closes her eyes
and arches back and lets out one more deep groan and a final orgasmic
shudder and then takes a moment to catch her breath. She slides off
me, stands up, grabs my cock with her hand, and pulls me off the
Tanya is on her hands and knees on the
bed, waiting for me, her ass sticking up and facing me.
Misty leads me to Tanya like a horse to
water, her hand still wrapped around my cock. And then I’m my
thighs are up against the edge of the bed. I’m standing over Tanya,
staring down at her perfect, willing, waiting body, my rock hard cock
poised mere centimeters from her glistening pussy. Tanya has turned
her head to look at me. She’s biting her bottom lip, watching me,
waiting to get fucked.
Misty drops to her knees and takes my
cock in her mouth, bobbing on the tip a couple times while jerking my
shaft, getting my cock all wet and slippery and hard. She releases my
cock and spins around and starts licking Tanya’s pussy, eliciting a
moan of pleasure from her lips. Then Misty moves aside, leaving the
way open for me.
I slide my cock into Tanya’s dripping
wet pussy. She gasps and moves her ass back against me, pushing my
cock in deeper, holds it there for a moment, and shudders just a bit.
With my hands gripping her ass cheeks, I
start to work her pussy, moving slowly in and out of her, giving her
my entire cock, from the tip of the head to the back of shaft. Misty
has stood up and taken a position behind me, rubbing up against my
back, her left arm wrapped around me, her hand caressing my pectoral
“Harder,” Misty whispers in my ear,
her voice seductive and nasty. “Fuck her harder.”
I start working it faster and faster,
until her ass is slamming up against me and she’s groaning with
“Spread her ass,” Misty says. “I
want to see her gape.”
I do as instructed, spreading Tanya’s
cheeks apart, widening her pussy.
Tanya is completely into it; her palms
are flat on the bed and her elbows locked, her back arched, her head
thrown back in ecstasy her hair lying on her back, beckoning me. I
reach out and grab a handful of her hair.
“That’s right,” Misty says, her
voice getting nastier with every word. “Now yank it back.”
I do as I’m told.
Tanya yelps and starts to moan louder as
her back arches even further. The leverage is great now and I’m
pounding her pussy deeper than ever before, her tight ass bouncing
against me with increased rapidity and pressure, her moans growing
ever faster and more intense.
“That’s right,” Misty says. “Fuck
her. Harder. Punish her. Make her your bitch.”
Her words turn me on even more and I
crank back on Tanya’s hair, nearly yanking back off the bed, but
still I pound away, slamming into her pussy, going deeper, deeper,
deeper as Misty continues to egg me on, practically shouting at me
“Fuck her harder,” Misty says. “She
can take it.” With every thrust she says it again.
And then I can’t take it anymore and I
say, “Oh shit, I’m gonna cum.”
“Cum on her,” Misty says. “All over
And with Misty egging me on I’m pulling
my cock out of Tanya’s pussy and she turns her head and looks at me
and smiles and I can’t take it anymore and I spasm and feel a great
release of tension and then my seed is squirting all over her back,
once, twice, three times, long arching streams reaching her neck.
And then I’m shuddering. jerking the
last few drops out of my cock, milking it, while Misty comes around
and makes her way onto the bed and starts lapping up the small pools
of milky liquid that have gathered in the hollows of Tanya’s back.
I shake my head and watch as Misty collect all my cum in her mouth.
She flips Tanya on her back and climbs until her face is above
Tanya’s and lets the sperm drip from her mouth into Tanya’s
waiting mouth. Then Misty they switch positions and Tanya returns the
favor, letting the sperm drip back into Misty’s mouth and then they
kiss, sharing my cum between them. It ends up in Tanya’s mouth and
she looks at me and smiles and swallows it down.
Misty and Tanya giggle and I shake my
head, disgusted a little bit but turned on too, then sigh and head
over to the couch to pour a couple glasses of wine for the girls. I
hand them the wine and head into the bathroom to rinse my face with
water. By the time I get out the girls have downed their wine and
started collecting their clothes. I grab my wallet, drop a thousand
dollars on the table near the door and bid them goodbye.
No hassles, no weirdness, no bullshit.
Just sex. Straight up. Just the way I like it. Escorts. Don’t leave
home without them.
ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME SEVEN
There’s a knock on my door. I take a
deep breath and walk over to it and open it up, eschewing the
peephole. I want to be surprised. And I am. In a good way.
The woman at the door is far more
beautiful than I could have ever hoped for, standing just a few
inches shorter than me with a slim, athletic body beneath her tight
raincoat. Her long black hair is pulled back, showing off the perfect
lines of her face. Narrow chin, high cheeks, big brown eyes, small
nose, and thick, dick-sucking lips lined with dark maroon lipstick.
Her skin is incredibly tan, golden brown, hinting at some exotic
She holds out her hand, palm down. I take
it and kiss the top of it, then lead her into the room.
I close the door behind us and by the
time I turn around she’s already undone her raincoat and dropped it
to the floor.
She’s wearing a tight, lacy black
lingerie top that ends just below her perfectly proportioned, large
but not too-large tits. She’s got a black bikini bottom and black
lace stockings on her incredibly toned, muscular legs. She spins in
place, showing off a tight, absolutely ridiculous ass and revealing
little bows on the back of her stockings. She undoes a clip in her
hair, letting it fall down her back, almost all the way to her waist.
Still facing away from me, showing off
her ass, she turns her upper body and looks back at me.
“Do you like what you see?” she asks,
her voice laced with the remains of an unfamiliar accent that
confirms her exotic origins. Her smile is wide and appears genuine.
“Very much,” I say, stumbling even to
get a simple sentence out. She’s so ridiculously gorgeous it’s
throwing me off.
I’m used to getting a certain kind of
woman, namely one with a specific flaw. Cute with only a so-so body,
or an insane body with a decent face, or perfect except for jacked up
teeth, something like that. But not this girl. She is just flat-out
gorgeous, like a movie star, only with a slightly slutty edge.
Perfect face, perfect body, perfect attitude, and just waiting to get
fucked by me. It’s almost too much to handle.
“I like what I see too,” she says,
stepping towards me. She grabs ahold of my arm, squeezes my bicep.
“You have very big muscles,” she says. “Let’s see about the
most important one.”
My heart is pounding as she runs her hand
down my chest, over my shirt and jeans, coming to stop right at my
crotch. She runs her hand over my jeans and starts rubbing the
outside of my already rock-hard cock.
“So far, so good,” she says. “Do
you mind if I take a closer look?”
“Not at all,” I say, trying (and
failing) to control my breathing.
She unzips my fly and reaches in and
pulls my cock out. “Oh my,” she says under her breath, her smile
growing even wider. With her hand still wrapped around my shaft she
says, “You have a very beautiful cock.”
Despite having done this sort of thing
many times, I can’t help but blush. For some reason getting a
compliment from her (even though it’s one I paid for) excites and
“Thanks,” I say sheepishly.
She laughs. “What’s the matter? Is
this your first time with someone like me?”
“Not even close,” I say.
“Then what is it? Are you just shy?”
“Not normally,” I say, laughing
nervously under my breath. “But right now? Yeah. A little.”
“That’s okay,” she says. “You
just relax and let me do the work. And when you’re feeling up to
it, you can take over.”
“Sounds good to me,” I say, barely
able to get the words out, highly doubting that I’ll ever feel up
to taking control. Not over her.
With her hand still wrapped around my
cock, she leads me over to the couch. Then she spins me around and
gives me a little push, dropping me onto the cushions.
She reaches down and undoes my belt then
pulls my jeans off. She drops down onto the floor, spreads my legs,
and crawls in closer to me until her head is right in front of my
A thin sound escapes from my throat as
she wraps her lips around the tip of my cock. She sucks on the head
for a few seconds before pulling her mouth off with a pop. Then she
starts working my cock over, never staying in one spot for more than
a couple seconds, running her tongue down the length of the shaft,
caressing my balls, sucking on them for a short time, then licking
the tip, all while looking up at me, her big brown eyes locked onto
“You want me to suck it?” she says.
I nod, unable to trust my mouth to form
even the simplest of words.
She smiles again then takes my cock in
her mouth and starts moving her lips up and down the shaft,
hands-free, making it disappear with ease, her eyes still looking up
at mine. Her hair is thrown back, allowing me a perfect view of her
beautiful face as she sucks my cock.
And she sucks it like a pro, constantly
varying the pace and the pressure and the depth to keep things fresh
and keep the sensation heightened.
She takes my cock all the way down her
throat and holds it for a few seconds, then pulls off, leaving it
glistening with her saliva. She takes a couple of deep breaths, still
smiling up at me, her hand now jerking me off, moving quickly along
my slippery shaft.
After catching her breath she slips my
cock back into her mouth and moves it in conjunction with her hand,
sucking and jerking me off at the same time, her mouth making
slurping and gurgling sounds as she goes to town on my cock. Her free
hand runs down my thigh then comes underneath my balls and curls
around my sack, caressing and jiggling my balls while she continues
to suck my cock.
She pulls her mouth off my cock and slips
her head further down beneath my legs. Her eyes still locked on mine,
she takes my balls in her mouth, suckling and gurgling them, first
one at a time, then both together, her hand continuing to jerk me off
the whole time.
It feels so good I can hardly contain
myself. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in an attempt to
regain control. I’m a visual person and I’m hoping that by not
watching her suck my cock it’ll keep me from getting too excited.
It actually works, at least for a short time. But then her tongue
bypasses my balls and ventures even lower.
I shudder and mutter a low obscenity the
moment her tongue makes contact with my asshole.
“I take it you like that?” she asks,
looking up at me from behind my balls, a little smile plastered on
“I fucking love it,” I say.
“Do you want me to do it some more?”
She laughs and then goes back to work on
my asshole, licking it like a kitten lapping up milk, moving slowly
from back to front while she continues jerking me off with her free
She suddenly shoves my legs even further
back, pushing my knees towards my chest, giving her easier access to
my asshole. She gathers up some saliva and spits on my asshole, then
starts attacking it more aggressively with her tongue, putting more
pressure on my sphincter, then sliding the rigid tip of it inside of
“Holy fuck,” I mutter, my fists
curled up into balls in an attempt to counteract my excitement. I’m
breathing hard by now, barely able to keep myself under control as
she continues tonguing my asshole with reckless abandon. I’m
perilously close to cumming but it just feels so damn good that I
don’t want to tell her to stop.
I turn my gaze to the ceiling and try to
count the little holes to distract myself just enough to stay on the
edge without going over it. But my attention is thrust downward with
the onset of a new sensation.