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It’s hard to believe I’ve been working as an escort for a whole year. I’m glad to say that, even during a slow week, I nearly always make $3000. I’ve made as much as $7000 quite often and $10,000 a few times. I was started in the business by my former boss arranging dates for cash, usually with clients of his law office. Up to now, my dates have been from him or by word of mouth from those people. But I’m thinking I need to start marketing myself in order to work to the next level.
I still live with my boyfriend. Things are fairly strained, it’s true. I did tell him, after doing bookings for a few weeks, what my work now entails. He is not happy with that. The thing is, I don’t want us to break up but I also know that my chief assets are my body and my sex appeal. I believe strongly I have to capitalize on those while I still have them.
So, I’ve paid image consultants for advise on walking, talking, speaking, dressing and makeup. I’m adhering to a rigorous fitness routine. I read insatiably on subjects an upscale man might be interested in. I’m going to place ads in places where those men will be likely to look — ‘Experience discrete companionship. View my photos and videos on Facebook…’ or whichever site. I have a portfolio of professionally done photos and videos ready.
In the meantime, my boss Sydney still sets up dates. Lately he has asked me a couple of times if I will have sex with a man while he watches. I’ve been reluctant to agree but I decide to ask what exactly he wishes to see. Me sucking a cock and being fucked is the response. Big surprise. I agree to do it for $1000.
It’s a bit risky but I also agree to do it at Sydney’s home. His family is away so he’s a temporary bachelor. But I employ my own part-time driver/body guard for my dates now. I can alert him if things go badly south.
I arrive at Sydney’s rather grandiose house and am led to a living room. The date is already waiting. There is a sofa and chairs around a large and expensive looking oriental rug. On the carpet is a mattress covered in soft cotton sheeting. Sydney has what appears to be a double whiskey, the date has some mixed drink. I decline the drink offer. Before we begin, Sydney makes another request.
“I’d very much like to take some digital photos of what happens. “I have a mask here that will hide your identity. You will remain anonymous and I will pay an additional $1000.”
He’s holding a thin batgirl mask that will cover almost half my face and my hairline. Obviously, he knows who I am, so if he wanted to out me it would be easy. But a casual viewer won’t recognize me. I’m concerned about him posting images of me but I insist on seeing all of them when we’re finished, to delete the ones I don’t like. We agree and Sydney hands an envelope with cash. My driver has accompanied me inside but I give him the envelope and he leaves, leaving the front door unlocked.
Time for the sex part. The date stands up facing me as I kneel on the mattress. The boss already has his Nikon ready. I unzip the trousers and allow them to drop to the floor. Immediately, I take his dick in my mouth, all the way to the back of the throat. I hold that position so Sydney can get a good shot. Then, I begin running it in and out while sucking gently.
This continues for maybe four minutes. I glance at Sydney, who is busy snapping away, and see he might be more excited than the man I’m blowing. I crouch my body lower to angle my neck, making it easier to swallow the entire cock. Again, I hold for the camera and do some gag and cough action, too. But I pull away when it’s clear that he’s too close to ejaculation.
The Ankara bayan escort date guy steps out of his trousers as I undress. He plays with my breasts as Sydney takes some close-ups. Then, I guide him to the bed and onto his back. Making sure the condom is secure, I straddle his body to ease myself down onto his stiff penis. I ride him gently to prevent any premature shooting.
After another few minutes, we go to the missionary position. He is thrusting fast now. I almost burst out laughing as he bucks away and makes the funniest moaning sounds. I keep my composure, though. Shortly, he comes and I pull him down to wait for him to finish. When I’m sure it’s over, I roll from under him, sit up and smile at the camera.
My date hurries off to the bathroom with the condom dangling. Sydney asks if he can take some solo nude shots of me in the mask. For the thousand, I suppose he’s entitled to that. I just go to another bathroom to clean up some and freshen my lipstick. Sydney takes another fifty or so shots. When I’m dressed again and the camera is put away, I remove the mask and thank both the men. My driver drops me at home.
My boyfriend is asleep when I arrive but the next morning, he sits me down for a talk. The gist is, he’s done. I can’t say I’m surprised. I don’t have a problem with what I do but he does. And I realize most any guy would. But I’m planning to move up in my escort work not give it up. It’s also consuming more of my time as I become increasingly successful. So, we separate amicably. I decide it’s best if I move out. That afternoon I start apartment hunting.
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I already have thirty clients I would call regulars — men who book me at least once every 6 to 8 weeks. They all come from my connection with Sydney or through recommendations. Some of these men are wealthy, some are not. None are what would be called blue collar. Still, I want to trade up some, so I’ve done a lot of research.
From that and discussions with women escorts at the level I’m aiming for, I’ve learned that I can charge more and decrease my volume. This is a high income and cost of living city that will easily bear it.
I can charge $750 an hour and $2500 for the boyfriend four hour experience. I’ve learned how to accept payment on Zelle, major credit cards, Bitcoin, wire transfer and E-Gift cards. So, I’ll deal with cash only in a limited way.
I’ll book the thirty originals at the older rate until I get going. I’m banking on two BFEs (boyfriend experience) a week but expect three and, probably, four. Since I’m known professionally as Claire already, I’ll have to keep using that name. I’m blurring my face in the online ads, at least for now. I’m setting up a website too. I know I’m not the super-sophisticated jet set type of escort. But I can provide the clients that are attracted to me exactly what they want. I expect to do this for three or four years, tops. Then move on to something more vanilla.
I’m not working at all for the law firm now. I do need a flow of income not from bookings, though. Sydney has paid me to take sexy and nude photos a few more times and it’s occurred to me that posing could be that source. The pro who does my media images and videos does adult work also. I spoke to him about it and I am doing soft-porn shots and clips that I’m intending to market on the web.
Things are going along fine until I make a mistake. I’m having coffee at Starbucks and notice an early Sydney client at the counter. He sees me and approaches. Before long, he wants to make a booking for the end of the week. I haven’t been with him for at least six months. Truthfully, Escort bayan Ankara I never felt comfortable with him. But I accept the booking anyway.
The date is in a semi-luxury hotel suite downtown. Things are going as usual when a second guy appears in the bedroom while I’m riding the original one. “How ’bout a duo, Babe?”
“Wait, this is a single booking.”
“That’s no problem.” He pulls out a wad of cash, peels off five hundreds and stuffs them into one of my shoes. Now, I’m not sure what they’re planning. The second man undresses just as the first comes. I’ve pretty well decided to grab my things and get out when the new one pulls me to the edge of the bed and stuffs his cock into my ass.
I’m not ready for it, and there is no lubrication, so it hurts. He also isn’t wearing a condom. I can’t reach my panic alarm either. He slows down and it becomes a little more comfortable. But I practically shout at him, “Put on a condom or this stops now!” Surprisingly, he actually stops and does that. It’s true that sometimes I like a little roughness…so I let him go on.
The condoms I’ve brought are lubed so I’m more relaxed when he reinserts his dick. He fucks my ass for a few minutes but withdraws so his buddy can take a turn. They alternate like that for five minutes, maybe longer. Then I’m moved back onto the bed into the missionary position. On of them puts a pillow under my bottom, to prop me up, and pushes his rod back into my anus.
Once again, they switch off pounding my ass. Eventually, the first one I believe, yanks off the rubber and sprays cum across my face. I’m not expecting that so some goes right into my eye. Before I have a chance to wipe it, the other one fills the condom in my butt. They both seem to be spent now, thank god.
As they’re recovering, I pick up my things quickly and lock myself in the bathroom. I’m totally pissed off but keep my cool so as not to provoke anything. In truth though, it wasn’t too bad and I’ll take it as a learning experience. It was a thrill in some ways.
When I’m dressed and made-up once more, I find them dressed and relaxing in the living area. The original booker hands me an additional $300 and I leave. I’m actually having trouble walking to the car, my rear is so sore. Fortunately, I find later no damage is done. But I will definitely be taking this one off my client list! Still, I made more than I expected.
The first thing I do the next day is signup on two screening sites. I also finish work on my social media material and my website. My photographer/videographer and I set up some shoots, too. I have to pay him, of course, but I want complete control over my images.
After my last anal experience, I decide to try some anus stretching. This on advice from an experienced escort. I start with a finger then go to a small butt plug. Lying on my side, I use my right hand to gradually insert the well-lubed plug. Once it’s in, I leave it for two hours, repeating the process for ten days. Then I use a silicone dildo, working in my ass for 5 to 10 minutes at a time. After three weeks, I do it twice a week.
I also get a long flexible dildo to practice deep throating and to train my gag reflex. Luckily, mine is not strong at all. Men seem to really love my taking them all the way in. Well, I like it too. And I’ve gotten very good at it. I’ve amazed myself by taking some very large cocks right up to the base.
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My first bookings not from Sydney come in. I’m gearing toward longer requests, now, and the initial three booking are four hour BFEs. They’re on consecutive evenings. The first Bayan escort Ankara meetings is at a glitzy restaurant in a suburban town. The date is a business man from Chicago, but he has checked out well through the screening sites.
He is strikingly handsome. Something like 35 and quite tall. Conversation is easy but, I notice, his eyes drop to my cleavage rather often. My part is mainly listening, and looking at him, as if he’s the most important man in the world. I’ve always had a talent for that. He drives me to his hotel, with my own driver following. I make sure he gets an enticing view as we walk to the room.
We begin kissing softly and he runs his hands along my body. He’s soon caressing my bottom as I fondle his hardness. My dress is unfastened and drops to the floor. He gasps slightly and I open the clasp on my bra and allow my full, round breasts to escape. Immediately, he begins kissing and sucking them. He picks me up and carries me to the bed. Undressing while I remove my bra and panties, he’s on top of me in seconds. I’m soon being fucked by his not long but very thick dick.
We switch to different positions over the next few minutes. It’s nice sensing his thickness against the walls of my vagina. He has plenty of staying power, too. I think it must be ten minutes when he finally ejaculates, filling the condom with his big load. Then he dumps it onto my abdomen…weird, but hey.
The next night is different. The man who books me is around sixty and the vetting site pegs him as an actual billionaire. Wow. He is a bit stout and average looking. Not that it matters much. I accompany him to a casino where I spend most of our time watching him gamble. He’s paid for six hours and I’m surprised that the night ends without him expecting sex. I don’t mind at all.
Friday is unusual in that the booking guy is paying for me to have dinner with him and his brother, and then have sex with both of them. I have not done multiple men before. They’re paying a lot of money, though, and I’ve agreed to allow them to DP me. That will be entirely new to me, as well.
When we get down to it, I’m a little nervous. I start by sucking both of them, moving from one to the other. These guys are twenty-somethings but entitled. Not unattractive men, though. They’re a bit rough passing me back and forth. Both take my head and try to force themselves deeper. That doesn’t bother me anymore. The secret is to relax and stick my tongue out as they’re doing it, to make my tongue flat. I have no problem breathing through my nose as long as I keep my throat open and the penis moving.
Eventually, the taller one lies on the bed and beckons me to take him in my mouth again, while the other one comes up behind me and begins to fuck me. He trades off between my pussy and my ass several times.
His brother urges me onto him so I can ride his cock. Without delay, the other pushes his dick into my butt. They are now fucking both my holes! It’s weird in the beginning but I actually get into it quickly. Two at once is an interesting feeling, indeed. We do it for several minutes and they switch positions. Soon, I’m lying on my side with a man at front and back, each with his cock in me.
I’m getting tired but, just in time, they pull out and tug the condoms off. Both shoot streams of semen onto my face. I’m covered with man-goop and they seem happy to see it. Some guys are fascinated by that, I’ve noted. When they’re done and, once I’m cleaned up and well tipped, I leave.
Sydney is trying to line me up with some friends, but I’ve been so busy it hasn’t happened. I want to be sure to take everyone who books through my own site first. I’ve had several more dates that did not include sex. That’s good but I find it requires more effort from me than the sex. Some men are a lot of work just to hang with. I have no clue how many different men I’ve had sex with since starting this career. Certainly, over a hundred.
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