Knowing she slept in, I waited until noon to call, but there was no answer. When I finally reached her, she was on her way to work but expected to finish early. I hedged my bets and called two other professional girls with whom I’d met some weeks earlier. Emily was not home and neither was Genvieve. I called my sweetie at supper time only to learn she was going to work late. I did not blame her for this as the girl is financially crushed and swamped with expenses. She promised to see me before she went to work on Sunday, but I knew better.
I tried Emily and Genvieve again. No luck. On one of the local review sites (MERB), I had read about an independent girl, Nikki. She got pretty good reviews and her rates were cheap, so I called her. No answer. My frustration was mounting. That evening, I noticed that another independent had logged into MSN chat “I’m gon kink you strong” her profile message claimed. The week before, Sarah sent me a few photos of herself. At thirty-three, she was smokin’ hot with a cute face and super-fit body. By all reports, she was an insatiable sex machine. I exchanged greetings and asked her if she was available that night (she usually only works during the day). She was busy, but wanted to know if I’d like to see a video of her masturbating. “Yes!” I replied. A few minutes later she sent me a five-minute video of her writhing on the floor, fingering herself and utilizing a curved vibrator. The image quality was terrible, but the subject matter was more than compelling.
“You wan see me fuck?” Sarah wrote in her broken English. Hell yeah! “What you like I do?” I told her I wanted to see her sucking cock. “OK,” she replied, “I make for you now.” It occurred to me that she was with a guy (Husband? Boyfriend? Pimp?) right at that moment and was filming the event. A little while later, a two-minute video of her blowing some guy arrived in my inbox. Yowza! By the time I finished watching, she announced. “OK, now I fuck.” I don’t think she saw my suggestions for scenes to film as she went off line some time later. Damn!
The temptation to whack off was getting to be too much, but I was determined to hold my load until it could be disposed of properly. I went to bed in a state of arousal and supreme frustration.
As I expected, my sweetie blew me off again and went to work early. She said she was too exhausted from the night before and really needed to earn money for rent and bills. Again, I could not blame her, but I was put off for her putting me off. Oh, well. I wished her a good evening.
On the computer, I see that Sarah has signed in! Is she available today? No. Today is family day. I chat with her for a while then call Emily. No answer. I’d pretty much given up on Genvieve because she lives in Toronto and only visits Montreal occasionally. To my utter amazement, she answers her phone! It takes a few minutes before she remembers me. I did some photos for her weeks ago, but she never looked at them. When last we met, she was really keen to pose for me but got caught up in travels and we never got together.
Yes, she was in town but was leaving the next day and had a “date” that night. Yes, she would really love to pose for me again … and love to do other things. Yes! No, she couldn’t meet this afternoon because she had a lot to do. Damn! We make an arrangement to meet in two weeks, for a photo shoot. Hmmmm.
I try calling Nikki again. She answers! “Are you working today?” Yes. “Can you come by now?” She needs an hour and will call me back. Meanwhile, my sweetheart calls and apologizes again for blowing me off. I feeling a lot less stressed with the probability of Nikki’s visit.
Nikki calls back an hour and a half later. She’ll come by my place in half an hour. Excellent. I get a shower and dress. Thirty minutes over the deadline, I call her. No, she’s not lost but she’s on her way. Minutes later, she calls, telling me she at my door. What is it with young people today not knowing how to use a doorbell?
I invite her in. Even with low heels, she stands no taller than five feet. Her face is unusual, but cute. She claims to be a mixture of Spanish and Korean. The body might certainly be Korean, but there’s no trace of Asian on her face. Her long, thick black hair could easily be a mix.
As I take her coat, a small and tight body is revealed. Nice. She asks me how much time I want. I elect to take a chance on her and go for two hours. I hand over $210. Most escorts charge nearly that much for an hour (but usually don’t ask for the money until the end). She calls her driver and lets him know when she should be picked up.
We sit on the couch; I want an opportunity to get to know her. She compliments my apartment and within two minutes, she reaches over and starts rubbing my crotch. The little wombat is most pleased. She is equally pleased, saying that she didn't even have to do anything. She unzips and reaches in. With her encouragement, I remove my pants and Nikki pulls off her tights. She presents me with a tight little ass decorated by a g-string. Her ass is remarkably hard. She turns back around and kneels between my legs. Ooooh, yeah. She’s massaging my balls and stroking my dick and I’m waiting for those sweet lips to open and … “I use condoms for everything” she announces. I’m perplexed at this, but tell her to grab a condom. She rolls one on and starts to suck.
Nikki’s technique is not particularly good. She apologizes for using the condom, but she wants to know how it feels with and without a condom. Does it make a difference? It has been years since I last had a covered blow job, so after a few minutes I tell her that the big difference is the texture of her tongue. I can not feel her tongue with a condom. She apologizes again, but explains she is really health conscious. I guess I can’t argue with that.
I suggest we retire to the bedroom. She marvels over my meager artwork collection as we undress. Nikki’s body is small and tight. She has a wee bit of a belly, but with her short stature, it suits her. Her breasts are small and has nipples so tiny they can be hidden by a nickle. Her nipples are proportionately small, like tiny light brown candies. I lay her out on the bed and slide in between her legs. Her pussy is beautifully shaved and delightfully clean. As my hands explore her body, my tongue explores her neither regions. Her inner labia has one of the smallest pair of lips I’ve ever known; they are practically non-existent. She compliments me on my technique as I bring her off twice.
Unfortunately, her phone rings and she is compelled to answer it. She tells the caller that she’s busy and will call back later. It rings again a few minutes later. I try to get her to talk while I’m eating her out, but she squirms away and tells the caller she’ll call back. I can only assume it’s another client. On the third call she signals me to be very quiet. It’s her fiance, as it turns out. Apparently they had a big fight and Nikki promised him her ass for a whole month to make up. Later, I ask her if her fiance knows what she does for a living. He doesn’t know. Wow!
I put on a condom and ease myself inside her. I start off slow, just getting used to her and enjoying the sensation. I’m also in lousy shape so I can’t go to town right yet. I vary my pace with her and she announces each orgasm in turn … good girl. She does not, however, kiss. This really bums me out because she has a delectable mouth and a delicious looking tongue. She loves to be fingered, she tells me. I get myself into a good position and start working my middle finger into her. She tells me to go faster, to go deeper, to add and additional finger, etc. She assists by rubbing and spanking her clit. Nice.
From her reviews, I know she likes to roll play and is a bit kinky. I suggest she wear a pair of boots while we go at it and she agrees. I hand Nikki the pair of leather cowboy boots I bought for my sweetheart. I explain that they’re a gift for my girlfriend and think it will be really fun to fuck her while she wears them. “Whenever I see my girlfriend wearing them, I’ll be thinking of fucking you.” She gives me a devilish smile then crawls back onto the bed, legs open to receive me. Good girl.
The kinkiest thing she’s ever done, she tells me, is have sex in a KFC bathroom in the middle of the day. She’s been with two guys before, but never double penetrated. She’s fully bi and loves to go down on a girl. Although she sucked my fingers earlier, she did not want to do so after I had been fingering her. Weird. Still, I was having such a good time that I was prepared to offer her an additional hour for an additional $60 if she offers her me ass. Unfortunately, she has family plans for later.
She is surprised when she learns that I had not seen a photo of her before calling. I explain that I had read a review and had no way to read the French language site where she advertises. The review speculated that the photos in her ad were not her. “Do you need some photos?” I take her by the hand and lead her to my spare room that has been set up as a makeshift studio. She’s bewildered by the light gear and ask if I need such things to take a good picture. I explain that the light is the critical thing, that a good photographer can take a great photo with the worse camera in the right light. A professional camera does not make a professional photographer, I explain. I set up the lights and camera and have her pose on the backdrop wearing nothing but my sweetheart’s boots. She is a terrible poser. I struggle to get her to relax and strike a photo-worthy pose. She really likes the results, when I show them to her on the camera. We try a bunch of different angles, but I’m all too aware of the ticking clock.
At one point, I put down the camera and embrace her. I turn her around and rub my sheathed dick between her legs. She responds by reaching back and guiding me in. Good girl. With the heels on the boots, she is just the right height for me to enter her with plenty of leverage. She hangs on to the posing stool for balance. “Grab my hair,” she demands and I pull her head back with her black hair. After a few minutes, I grab the camera, hoping for some action shots, but the damn thing can’t focus in the dim light and I give up. I go as long as my legs can hold up.
We go back to the bedroom and I ask “Do you like toys?” She says she loves dildos and vibrators. I keep a bag of toys beside my bed. I reach down and pull out a curved vibrator designed for g-spot stimulation. She’s confused by the shape, thinking it’s for massaging a guy’s prostrate. I explain how it’s used, but she wants to put a condom on it before I apply it. She is more than pleased with the results as I bring her to yet another orgasm.
I dig around in the bag until I find something I think she will enjoy. “Have you ever tried nipple clips?” I hold out the black metal clips with the attached chain. She looks at them curiously and admits she hasn’t. I have her lay on her back and show her how they are used. Her nipples are so small that it’s a difficult to apply the clips properly, but I do manage. She loves how they look on her pale skin. I keep her on her back for a while, then pull her up to meet me on my knees. Without missing a beat, she starts to rock her pelvis against mine. The chains hanging from her nipples look delightful. I lay back on the bed and let her be on top, chains dangling above my chest. Eventually, she pulls off the nipple clamps and I kiss and suck them.
I show her a textured dildo that I wanted to use on her. It has fine rubber/plastic spikes, but those are rendered useless under a condom. She’s intrigued by the texture claiming to never before seeing such a thing.
I go down on her some more before I’m struck by my next idea. I reach back into the bag and pull out a decorative box. “Ever tried these?” I ask as I pull out the chrome Ben Wa balls and shake them so she can hear the bells inside. They are a bit over two inches in diameter. She recognizes them, explaining how you’re supposed to roll them around in you hand. I point out there are other uses for them as well. I warm up one of them and rub it along her pussy.
“You’re not going to put it inside me, are you?” she asks with a bit of surprise. I tell her that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I lick and rub and the ball slides in with no effort. I reach for the other ball. “Where is it?” she asks. I tell her it’s inside her but she doesn’t believe me. “You’re putting the other one in? It won’t fit!” I tell her to relax and sure enough, she has the two balls inside her moments later. I tell her to wiggle her hips to see if she can feel the bells. She doesn’t feel anything at first, but then she lets out a squeal of delight as she presses her fingers to her stomach.
I get her ready to receive me again, but she insists that we remove the balls. I suggest we try it with just one and have her push a ball out. I slides from her pussy, into my hand, warm and wet. I set it aside and press the head of cock into her. She’s really nervous and holds me back with her fingers. “Relax,” I tell her, “I’ll go slow until you’re used to it.” It takes a few minutes before I’m half way in, but she’s still a bit worried so I ease up. I go down on her again and she practically collapses in orgasm.
During the course of the evening, she asked me to spank her ass more than a few times. She has a beautiful, muscular round butt that is perfect for slapping. Back in my bag of goodies, I pull out a leather strap. She examines it with much interest. It’s about ten inches long and consists of two leather straps joined to make a rudimentary handle. When you slap, the second leather strap makes a rather loud report. She tries it on herself, not understanding how it works. “I’ll show you in a minute, but first, I have something else for you to try.” I reach down to the bag and dig around. “Since I can’t kiss you …” I hand her a ball gag. She’s never tried one. In fact, her mouth is so small she can’t get it in. “No problem,” I reach down and pull out a bit gag. She takes it in her mouth and hold up her hair to let me buckle it in the back. “If you don’t like kissing, you should keep one of these to wear with your men,” I advice her.
Sitting up she says “Rawf raw re ruck fra.” She laughs when she realizes she can barely talk. When the drool starts running down her chin, she is alarmed but I tell her that it’s part of the fun. I catch it in my hand and start rubbing her pussy. I have her turn around, on hands and knees, ass in the air.
With the paddle, I take a few test whacks to judge what’s too hard and what’s too soft. Then start in on her. My goal is to make her ass is good and red. She objects to this plan, however, so I offer to scale back to give her a bright pink ass. She agrees and I continue my strokes.
Spanking Nikki is delightful. I vary the power, location and timing of the strokes, keeping her guessing where and when the next strike would fall. Occasionally, I stop and kiss her ass and lick her pussy and she moans in delight before I continue the spanking. I’ve never really gotten into S&M before, but I’m now keen to experiment more. While I do not achieve the bright pink ass I want, I am totally turned on and position myself behind her.
She is so aroused that I slide inside her with ease. I can feel the large ball inside her as it clangs against my dick. She can feel it, too. Now I’m totally aroused and pound away at her, hands firmly gripping her hips. I intended to pull her hair, but thrusting into her is so damn enjoyable that I didn’t want to lose my grip for anything. I have an unbelievably powerful orgasm. My legs are twitching so much I can’t stay inside her after I finish and I reluctantly pull out and roll onto my back, exhausted. Looking down, I see that the condom is full.
I get up to wash and she asks me to help her get the ball out. She comes into the bathroom and I put my hand between her legs. I rub, trying to coax out the ball. “You need to relax.” She needs to use the toilet and thinks it might come out then.
She comes back into the bedroom still holding the Ben Wa ball inside her. I put her on her knees and tell her to relax and then to push. The ball should fall right out of her. I put in a finger and can feel it just inside. “You just have to relax your muscles,” I tell her. She thought I wanted her to push. “Yes, but push and relax to push it out. Try lying down.” I lick her pussy, trying to relax her enough that she dilates. Nothing. I work one finger in, then two. I can get my fingers partway around it, but not enough to pull it out. Her vaginal muscles form a very distinct ring, preventing the ball from exiting.
I’m perplexed as to how to get her to relax enough that we can remove it. The first ball, after all, popped right out. “You’re too damn tight, baby.”
She is remarkably calm about having this chrome artifact inside her. What if I can’t get it out? How’s she going to explain this to her fiance? She fell on it in a bathroom? I could imagine her panicking and having to take her to the hospital to have it removed with forceps. Forceps? Tongs? I mentally checked my kitchen drawers. I used to have tongs but not any more. What about chopsticks? “Get a spoon,” she says, “we can spoon it out.” Smart girl! I realize that the spoon will not work unless it’s bent, so I collect it from the drawer, give it a good bend and go to work. I try to get the spoon into her without pinching but fail. She takes over and positions it. It almost works. “Maybe a smaller spoon,” she suggests. I grab a tea spoon, bend it and let her try. Sooooo close.
At that moment, I remember that I have a pair of powerful rare earth magnets. Better yet, I remember where they are! I return to the room and announce my plan; attach the magnets to the spoon and fish out the ball. She’s worried that the spoon will come detached and she’ll have the ball and magnets inside her. Thinking quickly, I unroll a condom around the spoon magnet. She lays back and allows me to probe inside her.
There is a distinct metallic “Clank!” when the magnets strike home. A gentle tug and the glistening ball emerges from between her tiny lips. She takes it from me and smiles saying how warm it is. I put her back on her back and start licking again. She tells me she is really sensitive so I am extra gentle, telling her I’m making her pussy better after all the spoons and fingers inside her. She relaxes. I rub her legs and she moans in delight, asking me to rub her legs more.
There’s not much time left in our two-hour session. Earlier, having spotted my massage bar on a table, I offered to show her how it worked. Now was the opportune time. I warm it in my hands briefly, then apply it to her back. She was now well lubricated and my hands could slide all over her back and ass. She relaxes and throws her arms out as I massage her tight muscles. “Oh, that feels so good,” she exclaims. I continue for about ten minutes. I’m drawn, once again. to her magnificent ass. She’s apologetic that it is so hard, but I assure her that a hard muscled ass is wonderful (and that I can’t wait to have my cock inside it). “Next time,” she says with a smile.
Time is up and she must get dressed. I offer to send her the photos and that I am more than willing to do some more photos for her. She is really pleased at asks me how much I charge. This I was not expecting. “Same as you,” I say, thinking quickly. “I’ll trade you studio time for bedroom time if you like.” She smiles and agrees, telling me the sort of shots she wants, both glamor shots and dress-up fashion images. “No problem, just let me know when. I'll also teach you how to pose.” I can envision at least two shoots with this girl. If she has other friends in need of images for their work, I can offer the same deal for them. This could be the start of a beautiful friendship.
She tells me that she would love to be a model, but at four feet ten inches, there's no way. I tell her that should could be a glamor model or lingerie model if she learned to pose properly. She could also do erotic images. She's not so keen on that, though.
When I help her on with her coat, I take notice of the coat for the first time. It’s a beautiful red fabric with lots of detail. I compliment her on it. “I’d like to have a photo of me wearing this with nothing on underneath.” I tell her it’s a great idea and say how I’ve always wanted to do a nude shoot outdoors in the snow. She’s up for it!
I give her my card and she gives me a kiss on each cheek before leaving. I have one of the best sleeps ever.
