Addicted To Sex?Become An Escort


My boyfriend is actually making me upset now. He had been the one that proposed that I be a part of this job. I am going to show them an escort, he said. The idea was a cool one. Nah. In truth, cool wasn’t what I had in mind. I became obsessive about the idea.

I’m extremely liberal when it comes to sex. Experimenting is something that the two of us enjoy. We would have threesomes; occasionally our visitor was a woman (lucky him! lucky me!), sometimes it would be a boy (lucky me!). We invite young couples over to our home to have some fun sometimes. We can’t help but have sex a lot because it is so entertaining! It doesn’t matter if he lusts for someone else; it doesn’t matter if I lust for someone else. We sometimes end up in bed with the party we lust for, and you know what? That doesn’t matter. The thing that was important is that we love each other. We have been loyal to each other.

I can’t put my finger on the reason why he’s behaving this way. How can he be envious when he was the one who proposed this? What gives??!

Perhaps I understand. Perhaps I’m displaying too much fondness for my work. I jumped on the idea of myself being a Toronto escort. Imagine a woman that loves getting laid and getting paid for it .Yeap , that’s me. I’m a real natural during my work that cash rolls in very easily. It gives me a great deal of enjoyment every day just imagining the horny guys who want to have sex with me. Lust is such a beautiful thing. I’m so turned on when a man wants me. I go wild whenever a man starts to caress me.

And, sex is a superb way to connect. Like, you know how we’d talk and attempt to get to know each other to find a sign of connection, something we both like. Anybody who says that they don’t like sex is probably lying. Sex connects two people who may have different worldviews.

Recently though, I had a surprise client, my high school partner. My boss had me visit a hotel, only a block away from home. The room number had been 312. I never imagined that I would see him after all these years! I don’t think I would forget how shocked he look. My panties went wet when I discovered it was him who has opened the door. It turns me on to see him after so many years and I was so desperate to get into his pants.

I was immediately on top of him, getting his belt off and also unzipping his jeans. He tried to talk me out of it. I guess he has yet to recover from the shock of seeing me. After all what did he expect me to be?A teacher? Back in high school, everyone admired us for being the most popular pair. To think of it, I was so inexperienced in bed in the past.

I took off my bra and began sucking his tool. Naturally, he was already rock hard. His facial expressions told me that he loved what I was doing. When I could feel that he absolutely wanted me, I allow him to get in me. I liked riding him so much that I had a sexual climax. The sight of me having one made him cum all over the place. Sex with him was really gratifying! This made me reminisced the old times when we’d sex in the car!

After paying me, he treated me a couple of glasses of beer in the hotel bar. It had been great catching up with him.

Okay, wait, now I get all the jealousy. Oh well. Men, men men. They get on my nerves sometimes but what can I do without them? I guess, I’ll have to promise him it absolutely was just work and woo him with marathon blowjobs. I hope he’s ready for that!

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