Daydream Rendezvous

     Jonathan made his way to his window as he did every day at noon.  It was time for his daily dose of the hot blonde that lived across the courtyard.  Her daily showers were is live-action porn snippets.  He often wondered why her friends had never encouraged her to use curtains, but it was his gain.
     He sat under the cover of his barely open blinds, barren of pants and fully erect as she slid her blonde goddess-like body into her shower.  As the water trickled down her breasts, down her navel and swirled past her vagina, he began to drift into a porn worthy daydream.
     Jonathan pictured himself entering the shower behind the hot co-ed feasting his eyes upon her supple bottom just before lathering soap upon her body.  Just as she would become completely engulfed in suds, the blonde would take to her knees and inhaled his manhood as he began to wash her hair.  The hot tension created by the water and her mouth would increase the pornographic level of the moment.
    His penis would throb as saliva began to drip from her porn caliber lips causing him to lift her by her shoulders and place her against the back of the shower.  As the steaming hot water caressed his back, he spread her ass checks and slid inside slowly.  After a few moments of feeling her ass clap in his penis, he turned the water off and took her soaking body into the bedroom.  He would spread her legs onto his back and began to feast upon her plentiful blonde buffet.
     Her legs tightened on is back and her hands became entangled in his hair as she began to grind dutifully on his face.  Jonathan felt himself being showered by her hot woman porn juice.  He moved from between her ample legs and placed is love stick deep inside her throbbing vagina.  She swooned as he thrust deeper and harder as if he were auditioning for a starring porn role.  The sounds made from their flesh colliding was music to his ears while the passion became hotter and hotter with each passing moment.
     Her blonde tresses became affixed to her sweating face as her porn star breasts jiggled each time he pressed into her. After an hour of pounding the blonde exhibitionist, Jonathan began to feel the heat of his climax reaching his tip.  He pulled out and straddled her face and unleashed his pleasure onto her blonde shaded face.
     Jonathan was jarred out of his porn themed daydream as his hot blonde seductress made her way out of the shower.  His hand was brimmed with his semen and his brow was flush with perspiring exhaust.  His porn fantasy moment had him yearning to drum up the courage to bring it into reality with the hot blonde porn magnet across the courtyard.  He desired more than ever to feel her curves for himself while tasting her succulent nectar.
     As he stood to close the blinds completely, he noticed that hot blonde was looking across at him.  She now knew that he was been pleasuring himself to her.  What was to be his next move?

Lunch Break

   Tammy was the type of adult woman that say sex in everything.  No one would ever guess that the average looking blonde would be obsessed with fucking.  No one except her co-workers.  Each one of the adults in her firm had taking a turn on Tammy’s fuck wheel.  Male…..Female…she did not discriminate.  There was but one adult in the company that knew that her blonde curtains matched perfectly to her carpet.  That one was the new hire, Adam.

     Adam, a fellow fair-haired blonde, was quiet but brimming with physical sex appeal.  Broad, chiseled shoulders and the face of a Greek God.  Tammy was finding it increasingly hard to off-set her adult urges towards Adam.  So today would be the day that she invited him to lunch…to one of her epic fuck fest lunches. 

   When he arrived at her office, she asked that he close the door.  As he did, she sat on the edge of the desk closest to him and exposed her warm, salivating blonde pussy to him.  At first, Adam seemed afraid and began looking about the office almost expecting someone to jump out and tackle him. 

     “Relax.  Lunch is now served,” said Tammy as she slid two fingers down the opening of her fuck box. 

     “Is this okay?” asked Adam as he removed his short and moved towards his adult themed feast.

     “We are both adults…….aren’t you hungry?”

      That was all Adam needed to dive right into his appetizer.  He crammed his tongue deep into Tammy as she coached him on with her moans and hands in his hair.  He was beyond ready to fuck her like an adult rabbit, swift and effectively. 

    As he reached up to take hold of her breasts, Tammy enquired of him, “Are you ready to fuck me?”

     His answer came in the form of dropping his pants and bending her over the desk.  As his thrust his fuck pole into her blonde box, he was consumed by her tightness and moisture.  Ever in his wildest dreams did he ever think that as an adult he would be fucking his blonde boss on his very first day of work?  Who does this happen to?  How did he get so lucky? Little did he know that her pussy was like space… often travelled and rarely empty. 

      As Tammy’s back dipped, Adam grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and began fucking her so deep, she felt his dick in the base of her stomach.  Climax came shortly after, leaving Tammy will a pussy full of creamy adult dessert.  She never thought that there would be one that raises the bar when it comes to her lunchtime fuck fests…but Adam took her to new levels within his hour. 

     She was sore and drained, but yearning for another round.  She wanted more time.  Her mouth wanted so much to wrap itself around his dick.  His dick that lay dangling by his thigh covered in her juices.  Maybe…just maybe she would give him the rest of the day off simply to please her over and over.  

The Fetish Shoot

  When received an offer from one of the top photographers in London to be his muse for an upcoming gallery collection of pictures, Celeste was more than ecstatic.  She was a bit hesitant about the fetish theme of the pictures, but she could not pass up the opportunity to be immortalized by London’s finest.

   She arrived at his studio with no idea just how far they would delve into the realm of fetish, but a quick scan of the room let her know.  There was black rubber everywhere.  Chains hung from the back wall and there were whips, ball gags and nipple clamps strategically placed about. 

   Hanging on a rack towards the middle of the room was a black faux leather lingerie set with thigh high black boots with a pinstripe thin stiletto heel. Once changed into the ensemble, Celeste noticed that the photographer had been standing in the far left corner watching her.  Was this his fetish?  Is this why he had not greeted her? Is this why there was no staff for hair and make-up?

   As he unveiled himself from the shadows, it was made clear that he was wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers and his camera about his neck. 

     “Not only was his a great London photographer, but he is one of the most eccentric that London had to offer,” Donna thought to herself as she wondered if agreeing to these pictures was a mistake.

     “Place the gag in your mouth, grab a whip and step into the light.”

       His tone was unwavering, but his penis was at full attention.  This unnerved Donna a bit, but it also made her lady pond ripple as his London accent danced upon her ears and rippled across her breasts. 

     She followed the instructions given to her and began to pose as he snapped picture after picture after picture.  The bulge beneath his boxers continue to grow and harden, letting Donna know that this fetish theme was based upon his own fetish and nothing more.  But at this moment, she did not care.  Her vagina throbbed like a base drum in a marching band. 

     Something came over Donna and she removed her faux leather panties exposing her salivating goodness to him.  She was beckoning the London artiste to fulfil his fetish inside her.  He placed the camera down and began to take mental pictures of her on all fours on his floor.  Never in his career in London had he tasted the sweetness of a model.  Today was his day to slide his engorged manhood deep inside her as she bore down on the gag and permitted his fetish to play out.

     Donna braced herself as his healthy London bred penis crammed into her ass and not her pulsating vagina.  She wasn’t prepared but she didn’t object.  If only someone was taking a picture of her rocking her ass back onto his London dick like a porn star in a profound fetish flick.  She wanted to scream, but the gag forbade that and before she could get a grasp on the good pain he was inflicting….she felt the whip smack across her ass.

Escort Me to Pleasure

     Michael was nervous about his impending date with a cheap escort that his best friend Todd found for him online.  Todd had convinced him that he needed to practice before getting married to Felicity in 3 days.  Michael was one who took pride in saving himself for marriage, but knew that Todd was right.  He needed to guarantee that he could satisfy his new bride, especially since she came with a 6 year old son. So if he could ensure that his new wife would never cheat by practicing on a cheap escort, Michael was all in.

    As he waited patiently in his motel room, Michael could not help but be concerned since the escort had agreed to such a cheap price.  What type of girl would get naked and perform untold services for discounted rates?  There was no more time to speculate, there was a faint knock on the door.

    As he opened the door, Michael could not believe his eyes.  Before him stood a partially naked Felicity.  Part of him wanted to be disgusted.  Part of him wanted to devour her where she stood.  Why was he conflicted in this way to learn that his accountant fiancé was actually a cheap lady of the night?

     Her face became beet red and she attempted to turn and flee, but just in time, Michael grabbed her by the arm and pulled her inside.  He grabbed the back of her head, looked at her barely naked body and felt his loins leap to attention.  Her barely naked body that was perfectly framed by a black trench coat lit a fire in him that he never knew could be possible.  Before she had time to think….to speak….to react…..he slid his hand into her underwear and began swimming his fingers through her burgeoning pond.  This body that he had long yearned for belonged to an escort… and in that moment, he did not care.

    His free hand began caressing her breast, and his kisses moved from her lips to the nape of her neck.  This dirty, cheap escort was his.  His.  He could do what he wanted to her free of guilt.  Free of conflict.

    With that in mind he took a step back and gazed at her virtually naked body.  He commanded her to disrobe slowly.  She appeased him.  He asked that she turnabout so that he could view every inch of her naked body.  Once again, she did with no fuss. Part of him was amazed that a playmate worthy girl would sell herself for such a cheap price, but at this moment, his escort for the evening had his penis saluting his zipper and he was ready to grace her vagina with it immediately. 

     He positioned her on her knees on the bed and slid inside her warm, dripping, naked, escort vagina.  She swooned.  He thrust inside her as a carpenter would nails.  Each time his balls slapped her naked ass, he thought of the many men that paid for her to be their escort.  Oddly, it aroused him even more. It drove him to pound so vigorously that she began to crawl away from his pelvis.  He chased, ponding harder into her cheap vagina.  She wailed in ecstasy.  He thought about her cheap rates and punished her tight spot more.

    Before long, he felt his climax pulsating towards the tip.  He removed himself from her and flipped her onto her back.  Onto her naked, escort breasts, he exploded.  She smile as she took her finger across her breast, landing into her mouth.  He smiled back, kissed her naked thigh and informed her that the wedding was off.  No way was he marrying the town’s cheapest escort.

The Girlfriend Experience

        Sandra wanted to make her first anniversary with Jared memorable.  She wanted to fulfil his wildest fantasy…a sexy night with an escort providing him with the girlfriend experience.  The best part of the night would be, that Sandra would be that escort with girlfriend tendencies.  She was completely prepared for the night.  Ginger wig, revealing outfit, heels and ruby red lipstick.  Tonight she would be his Jessica Rabbit tonight.

     She even made their one brand of money for the night and watched countless hours of his favorite porn to make sure that she would exceed his expectations.  Tonight she would go down in girlfriend history as the very best on the planet. 

      At 10pm after double checking herself in the mirror, loading the Sandra bucks into her purse and covering up with a trendy trench coat, Sandra headed out in all her escort themed glory.  Her plan was to begin with a seductive striptease that would morph into the most enticing blowjob he would ever experience. 

    She knocked on the door and waited.  After a few moments, Jared answered the door in baggy sweats and no shirt.  She licked her lips and moved towards him.

     As she brushed her hand across his penis, she said, “Did anyone call for an escort offering the girlfriend experience?”

     From there, Sandra pulled out her bucks, threw her purse on the floor and began her seductively unveiling.  It wasn’t until she was on her knees that she realized that Jared was not alone in his apartment.  His closest friend was there watching his girlfriend suck his dick like a baby to a nipple.

   Jared didn’t seem to mind, and it intrigued Sandra to the point that she began to climax down her own leg. This was more of an escort experience that she planned on delivering, but when in Rome…

     “This is the best shit ever. Can I get an elite escort too?” asked the aroused voyeur who was now stroking himself to the rhythm of Sandra’s suckling. 

     Jared tossed a few of the bucks down by Sandra, and asked how much more would it cost for his friend to get the girlfriend experience as well.  As a true escort, she got up on her knees, spread her legs and motioned him to enter her.  The friend moved quickly into place and began thrusting into her as if her were a rabid dog in heat. 

       Jared grabbed the back of her ginger wig and began to fuck her mouth hard, gagging her at times.  The more he and his friend pumped into their escort, the more turned on he was by his girlfriend.  Who would have thought that [normally] soft spoken Sandra would be able to take two dicks like a true, seasoned escort?

     After quite a while of exchanging placements, the engorged dick duo stood over Sandra as she remained on her knees.  They stroked a few last times before showering down their seeds onto the head of Jared’s girlfriend. 

     The look of their faces as they sat on the couch, Sandra knew that her elite escort plot worked better than planned.  She was officially Jared’s best girlfriend ever.  That elite title was hers, along with a head full of a sex cocktail.

Extra Credit Please

       Josh had been an exchange student in London for about 8 months now, and had grown bored with his stagnant routine.  The only thing that kept him from hopping a plane back home to Texas was his math tutor.  In addition to offering her services for a reduced rate, she had the body of the escorts he often pleased himself to online.  He really didn’t need a tutor, but he did need the visual stimulation that she offered him while studying in London.

    The girls in his class where nothing like those featured on the London Arts Academy brochure that he had been shown.  But his tutor made up for the deception in advertising.  He only wished that she would one day catch a glimpse of his engorged penis and offer different services to him.

   Josh often daydreamed during their sessions about undressing her with his teeth.  Licking all the places that were once covered by clothing.  Hearing her moan gently while spreading her legs and offering to forgo payment as a tutor, but except for services as an escort.  He so desperately wanted to taste the proper vagina of a London woman.  This London woman. 

        He wanted to feel the warmth of her tongue sliding along the shaft of his penis, causing it to bugle and grow.  He wanted to slide into her escort quality, envy of waterfalls vagina.  He wanted to service her vagina as would a plumber that services clogged pipes.  Pulling out just as pre-cum would poke its head just past the tip, placing her on her knees the feast upon his entry way to climax.

       Josh especially wanted to massage her ample breasts as she suckled on his manhood.  He wanted her nipples so hard that they would piece his skin, just before removing her from her knees and bending her over a library table.  Into her ass he wanted to plummet.  He needed her to be his London escort fantasy and service every fetish driven desire burning in his loins. 

   Her ass would be such a plush haven, pulling him in and caressing his penis as it has never been before.  Offering a covering so inviting and so erotic.  She would moan as she pressed her sun drenched body back against his.  She would call for more, as he would grab her neck for leverage.  Pounding deeper inside.  He would feel her London lady lake overflow in pleasure as her escort replacement ass bounced under the lights.

   Forever would her service resume be changed as he neared completion.  She would slide down the table onto her knees with her head raised to the heavens as she prepared to bath in his seed.  Escort fantasy would be fulfilled as her tongue caught glimpses like a child would catch a snowflake. 

   It would be then, that London would become the greatest place on earth for the young Josh that yearned for his tutor to service him as would a playmate escort.  But, he had not the courage to propel the fantasy into reality.  Therefore, on indefinite hold was his London escort service fantasy.

     

Danny’s Revenge

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