CaroleX: More fun as an Escort

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I must admit I’m getting quite good at this and think I should have taken this up as a career choice many years ago. Thinking of the number of shags I’ve had I could have made a fortune (lol).

Having posed as an Escort sometime ago I’d been longing to repeat the venture and I’ve now had the chance to enjoy following a visit to Manchester.

Once again hubby and I chose a venue and day when we knew there was a Conference being held in town and so could be sure that the local hotels would be full of guys away from their wives and keen to bed anything that flirted.

And so our plan was hatched. I’d dressed a little more classy this time in a smart red dress, sexy lingerie and ‘fuck me’ high heels.

Hubby took up his place in the bar to watch me arrive and try to pull. When I entered the bar I could see he was chatting to some blokes he’d just met and thought it would be more fun if he could witness my flirting first hand rather than just disappear with my conquest.

Luckily my prey was close by to where hubby was located. The guy in question I fancied looked foreign and was in his 30’s. I brushed up against him as I jossled to get to the bar. He clearly noticed me and once I got served started chatting. It was quite late in the evening and he had no doubt consumed quite a bit of alcohol. I gave the impression that I was ‘merry’ too so that the lack of my inhibitions was natural.

It didn’t take long for the guy to start caressing my arm and I moved closer to demonstrate approval. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. He lapped that up and dropped his hands down to my bum and gently groped it in full view of my hubby standing just yards away.

Happy to let him fondle my arse it was obvious I was an easy lay and so he wasn’t shocked when I said to him “Do you want to fuck me?”

He was a bit surprised though when I said “I do this for a living!” But still said OK and so I led him out of the bar and could hear my hubby discussing with his new mates about the slut who’d just been whoring with a stranger she’d just picked up.

Once in the room I gave him the price list which hubby and I had discussed previously to ensure I didn’t come over too cheaply (mind you with this guy I’d have fucked him for a fiver). For £20 I said he could get a strip show, for £40 a blow job, £60 for full sex and for £80 anal.



He chose the full sex for £60 and I let him have the strip show for free. In fact, he did most of the work by unbuttoning my dress slowly whilst kissing each part of my body that each button revealed. I removed the lingerie slowly but left the shoes on even when naked. Once I’d bared all it was my turn to strip him and as soon as got his pants off I wasted no time grabbing his cock and plunging it straight into my mouth.

A few minutes of this encouraged him to reciprocate and in no time I had my legs spread apart and his mouth munching at my hairy pussy, which I love and always climax immediately especially when the guy gets his tongue stuck into my clit.

He enjoyed the fuck taking the opportunity to take me in lots of different positions before finally cumming inside me in the doggy position whilst grabbing my tits tightly as he ejaculated.

That wasn’t the only fuck I got that evening but that’s another story.