A professional escort – London escorts

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  • July 31, 2020
  • Being eager to lose my virginity led me down the primrose path, seeking to engage an experienced woman sexually. My story is not so familiar, as I proceeded to earn my manhood by having sex with a lady who was also a professional escort.

     

    Going into London, I acquired a room for the night someplace quiet and discreet, but more importantly, a place that would accept my fake ID. As I was just weeks away from being over 18, old enough to drink in a restaurant, yet not old enough to shag without an adult present, sexually speaking. According to London escorts from https://www.cityofeve.org.

     

    My keen sense of nervous energy was because of anticipation. I wanted my first time to be sweet and hot. So, I called a few places, then finally hooked up a private appointment with an escort service locally. At just the time preset for my escort to arrive, a knock came to my room door.

     

    I opened the lock, and before I was a red-haired angel and only 23 years old, six older than I was at the time. She was in heels, so she appeared tall, but when slipping them off, she was just my height. Her body was beautiful, soft, and pale. She wore a bright red dress that waved sheer and sensual. She said her name was Darcy. I told her mine and then handed her an envelope.

     

    I told the red-headed beauty that I was a virgin, to which she stated, “Aren’t you a clever boy.” Then she touched my thigh with her hand and moved over to the bed right beside me. It was clear that being frank with her was all to my advantage because she approached the whole situation like an authentic blue-blooded girl-friendly experience.

     

    That night ended up being more than my fantasies could ever have dreamed up. We made it in various ways, exploring each other gently, then rough. We pounded away at night like animals and then swooned in the moonlight’s fresh through the windows. There was so much I had never lived; later suddenly, in moments, I was changed forever, and my virginity was gone. I didn’t feel like a man exactly, but as Darcy told me on her way out the door, “I had become a man and always be one. You are going to break some hearts, once you get a couple of inches taller. See you around, sweet thing.”

     

    As she walked her beautiful assets away that evening, I knew two things for sure. One was that I would have sex as soon as possible again because I was already ready. The other was that I imagined myself calling on escorts again, hoping that Darcy would be working the evenings soon. Their website was always available online 24-7, but the best thing was there were so many other women and girls available as well. Dare I dream of it.

     

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