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Exciting days are behind me. Hans had invited me to Paris for a wellness weekend. After the days with Leo and him that should remove my thoughtful thoughts. After all, it was very exciting hours that had mentally put me. This weekend became unforgettable because Kristina was able to accompany us. It was the first time, that he could have sex with both of us after he was only allowed to be a spectator and even wanted to be a spectator.
This one time it was different. ** Kristina watching Hans drifts them to orgasm in bed was beautiful. The lust in her eyes spoke volumes, just like her moaning. I love this passion in bed so much about her. How she can transfer her desire to me and let me participate in her lust are always wonderful moments and feelings. This weekend she often let me experience that.
It was good to have both people with me and let me spoil me. These days we will not forget all three. But the everyday still quickly got us back. ** For me, the case means packing and being on the road for a week. In order not to lose the connection, I book 1–2 seminars every year. Even if I have my bachelor’s degree in accounting, you will quickly forget.
There are always new things that you should know to be up to date. I’m looking forward to it and the hotels always have a nice flair. At the price for the seminar but also a must. I am all the more surprised when I am in front of the hotel after a short trip of 1.5 hours and check in. It has a modern flair and is very generously built.
I recognize the bar as well as a small restaurant. At least the evenings are not boring. ** After checking in, the seminar begins a little later. Fortunately, there is only a short greeting round with name, age, place of residence. I prefer to have to explain why an exhibition hostess visits an expensive SAP seminar. As so often, the participants are well mixed. 5 men and 5 women including me.
In terms of age, I am the youngest again. The others all start from 30. The oldest man is around 60. The invitation stood that leisure clothes are desired and no business dress. I am happy that I am not the only one in jeans, everyone has adhered to it. Fortunately, because if I had come in my work clothes, I would only worry the participants. After all, these are mostly very nice clothes.
But that would be inappropriate here. ** The seminar day itself is over very quickly and we all meet for dinner 6 p.m. in the hotel restaurant. Everyone is on time and we chat something about very general things. As so often, the men strive very intensely for us women. Some with success, some rather awkward. But I built up a little virtual barrier around me so that I have my peace. All the more time I have that I look through the restaurant.
My gaze sticks to a man who stands with my back to me and drinks a glass of whiskey at the bar. He reminds me of someone, only who I don’t try to find out in my thoughts. I don’t have to do it at all, because the man turns slowly and also lets his gaze slide through the restaurant. Until our eyes cross and he smiles at me.
** There he stands, Tom. After my professor he was the second man in my life who bought me for one night. At that time my time began as a champagne menu and I owe the name “Little Champagne-Nutte” to him my professor very often uses. I thought of him a few times, but that he is now facing me in this bar is a real coincidence.
I want to greet him and him. I get up very much for the surprise of my table neighbor and go to Tom. The sound of my stiletto on the floor breaks through the noises in the restaurant. I stretch my hand towards Tom and after the welcome kisses on the left and right I just have to give him a kiss on his mouth. ** I can only feel the eyes of my seminar colleagues too clearly when my lips come loose from his.
It’s nice and surprising to see him here and now. “How are you doing? I heard that you are no longer bookable. Is that correct?“I tell him a little bit of what I’ve experienced and done since we got to know each other. “Through you I met very interesting men. “That I mean that these men were allowed to fuck me, we both know. “Let’s go outside and smoke a cigarette.
“** When we arrive on the terrace, like back then, we stand outside and smoking. Neither of us have to appeal to us that we remember the same moment. He certainly a little less than me. For him it was not the first time. But for me this night has changed my life for a while. He gives me a few names that I remember too well. It’s nice to know that they are doing well.
I had a very good one for some Contact, but I completely canceled for my professor. But it also shows that Tom was very well in the picture of who booked me at the time. So I left a lasting impression with him when he has informed himself in this way. He now gives words this lasting impression. ** “Let me enjoy you again for one night. “At that moment he takes his Montblanc“ master piece Martelé ”out of his pocket and writes something on his business card.
He gives me and I look at her. He wrote a value in euros on it. Think about it? Not possible at this moment. I hold a hand in front of my mouth and try to make my reaction appear as normal as possible. And that with the number that makes me speechless. I see from the corner of the eye that some of my table keep looking to us.
You may think a lot after the greeting. But nobody will guess what decision I should make now. It is the decision whether I can be bought again or not. ** After the first cigarette the second comes. I don’t want to answer now. Tom does not expect a quick answer either. He waves the waiter up and orders a glass of half -dry white wine for both of us. It also comes very quickly and we encounter.
I start a trivial conversation about fashion and the pricing of outlet centers. Why I can’t even say that. But it directs the answer to the question. After half an hour of chatting and drinking wine, Tom takes my hand and looks at me. “Yes or no. I would now like to know if we spend the evening here in the restaurant if you want it. Or whether we spend the evening together in bed.
“I am an intuitively acting person and never think about something for long, but let my gut feeling decide. Now the biggest basis of decision is my lust and my memory of our night together. ** “Don’t disappoint me in bed. Make it a night that I will not regret. “** Tom takes the empty glass out of my hand and places it on the bottom of the terrace with its glass on the bottom of the terrace.
“Let’s go and enjoy the time. “He takes my hand and we go in. I quickly get my handbag from my place at the table and say goodbye to my seminar colleagues. They only perceive this on the side and I am quickly forgotten because they continue their conversations. I go to Tom, grab his arm and go to the lift with him. Wordless. Nobody wants to break the tension on what is coming up by a wrong word.
Arrived in front of his suite we stop briefly. “I really appreciate that, Mia. You can expect discretion from me 100 percent. ” It is nice to hear that. I wouldn’t have expected anything else from him either. “I would be happy if we could stay in contact this time. I like you very much as a person and often want to spend time with you without any ulterior motive.
“I am pleased, because his influence on my life at the time has been reminiscent of my memories. “But you have to be aware that you are only an expensive hooker behind the door for me. I will treat you like this and fuck you like that. “**Yeah, I know that. More than he can imagine. I nod to him and Tom holds the key card to the door.
The sound of the opening mechanics whistles quietly through the silence of the moment. Tom presses the door blade down, opens the door and lets me advance when going in. It’s not just a step over the door threshold. It is also a temporary step from security by my professor, towards paid sex with Tom. A step from Sugarbaby to the noble whore. But at that moment I like to take this step to make it clear about some things.
** Tom does not notice my hesitation in the step. He wants to enjoy sex with me, for which I got a lot of money. As soon as I am in the room, I want to turn around. But Tom puts his left hand on my shoulder and prevents me from turning to him. I still remember that he likes to put the tone during sex and wanted to lead me. I like this very much during sex and just wait for what he was going to do.
He quickly presses up close from behind without taking my hand from my shoulder. ** Tom loosens his hand and helps me take off my jacket. Both of us do not move from the point when he moves them off and throws them to the side of the chest of drawers. Without hiding his intention, he lets his right hand slide down on my body. He starts his neck, drives over my breasts to my belly button and further to the closure of my jeans.
He skilfully opens the closure with one hand and slowly pulls the zipper downwards. ** That alone already makes me goosebumps all over the body and I close my eyes in anticipation of further touch. Tom grabs me under the T-shirt with his hand and slowly pushes it up. He stops when he reaches my stockess bra. He reaches in and slowly pulls it down. In centimeter by centimeter he releases my breasts under the T-shirt.
It pulls the bra down to the navel and opens the closure between the shells. He takes it away without hustle and bustle and throws him to my jacket. With both hands it pulls the neckline of my T-shirt to below my breasts. He has her as he wanted her. They look out cheekily and are printed slightly upwards through the edge of the T-shirt. ** A few seconds later I feel his strong hands on my breasts.
He massages them, presses them together, knead them, carefully pinch into my nipples. His left hand continues this work, but his right hand talks into my pants purposefully. Due to the open zipper, he has no resistance. He drives in, pushes my string to the side and drills his middle finger into my pussy at lightning speed. ** “Aahhhh” A first moan echoes through the room. Tom takes this as an opportunity and presses his hand firmly on my pussy while playing in me with his finger.
I feel how my lust is slowly ignited and spread out in my whole body from my pussy. Tom also feels the lust. “You can’t wait to be fucked. Right?“Yes he recognized it correctly. I want sex. Hardly a woman with bare breasts and a hand between her legs would think differently. My “Jaaa” pressed out is enough for him to answer. He continues his work with his hands satisfied.
While he knead my chest slower, his finger game in my pussy is getting faster and faster. I have some trouble to stay on my feet. I would love to sit down and let myself be fingered. ** But Tom wants me just like that. He wants to feel me close to him with shaky legs, wants to hear my moan very close and enjoy my desire. Again and again he lets his finger circle in me and brings me closer to orgasm.
My eyes are still closed when I stand out my orgasm. Not loud, but intense. Every sex in hotel rooms taught me not to be loud at orgasm and still enjoy it very much. Just like at that moment. Tom feels what lust in me was awakened by him. “You know that some men would like to be in my places now. “I am still very excited I only perceive his words.
But what he wants to say is very clear to me. “If you want it, I can inform you. You know that they would pay almost at any price. “** I would have loved to step on his foot with my stiletto. He has just persuaded me from a mood to one night and now he is talking about me that I mean wealthy men again Champagne menu offer. But I reject the thought very quickly.
He does not get an answer to his indirect question. I prefer to indulge in the pleasure that my abrasive orgasm has aroused in me. His fingers in my pussy ensure that this pleasure does not subside so quickly. It takes a little while until I’m back to a normal pleasure level. Tom pulls his finger out of my pussy, turns me around and holds his finger in me.
I lick his fingers clean like a well -behaved girl and free him from my pussy juice. ** Tom watches pleasantly while I slowly spoil his finger. He knows that he can expect a lot for his money and will also get. Like now. “Take off and go to the table. “With his calm voice, he takes the lead through his evening. I’m slowly pulling out the T-shirt.
As soon as I pulled it over my head, I throw it to my jacket and my bra. I free myself from my pants and throw them into the other things too. Then I open the loops on the sides of my string and pull it forward between my legs. But before I can also put him to the side, Tom interrupts me. “May I keep it?“Now I’m completely the old one again.
“If you buy me a new one you can have it. “** As my offer was hastily, I have to find out right away. “Tomorrow afternoon, after your seminar? I know a good business here, where we have rest to select and try on. “I look him in the eye. Should I do it? I am only unsure for a moment and think about it. Should I really? never mind. I like to go shopping and I like Tom.
The time after the seminar can also be bridged well without having to sit alone in the hotel. ** “Ok, tomorrow 5 p.m. Here in front of the hotel. ” Now it is out. Is there a back? Yes, Tom is gentleman enough to understand that. But I don’t want to go back, that is clear to me now. “I’m looking forward to it. “Tom skilfully choses his anticipation. It is not the first time in his life that he invites a woman to shop.
This can be clearly felt here. “And now go to the table. “I let my tongue slide playfully and turn around. Slowly I go away from him to the desk at the window. Arrived I turn around and look at Tom. It was briefly in the bathroom and comes back with a bath towel, a bottle of champagne and 2 glasses. ** Tom spreads the bath towel in front of the table.
He puts it together twice. So it’s a little thicker. “Now kneel on the cloth, mia. “I look at him questioningly. “On the bath towel?“Tom expected the question. “Yes, on the cloth. Now please. “I have no idea why, but I kneel on the bathing towel. It is pleasant to kneel because it is softer than directly on the parquet. However, convenience will not be the reason that he put it.
Tom begins to button his shirt in peace. In my position in front of him, I wait for what he was going to do next, I can think of it. When he also moved out the last piece of clothing, he stands naked in front of me. Yes, I look at his tail, who will penetrate me several times in the coming hours. But I’m also slowly looking up and in the face of him. ** “you will tell Hans, which happens today?“I breathe out audibly.
“Yes I will. “The Tom expected this answer is more than just a guess. “How will he rule?“I can’t answer Tom’s question exactly, I don’t know. “He will take me on the short leash. “Even if I meant it differently, Tom takes it up. “Enjoy you with a collar and a leash must be very exciting. “Instead of waiting for an answer, he turns around and gets his tie.
“I would like to enjoy you a little too, little champagne hookers. “As soon as he said that, he puts his tie around my neck and pulls her a little. Not firm, but clearly noticeable like my collar at home. I haven’t really got used to it yet, he pulls me to him and his cock is right in front of me. ** It is Tom’s hand who pushes his cock into my mouth.
Tom puts in my hair with one hand and prevents me from blowing. He prefers the light bumps that he makes in my mouth. But I press my lips tightly around his cock like when blowing and watching him all the time. How much it excited him I can clearly feel in my mouth. He becomes tougher and harder the more he penetrates me.
But he takes time and takes the bottle of champagne that he got. As he opens it with a plop, he does not neglect his cock for a second. So men can do multitasking my head and I have to smile. ** Then he slowly lets the first drops of champagne drip on his cock from the bottle and I realize what he is up to and why the towel is used for.
When blowing, I prevented the taste of champagne on my lips and the towel, which the champagne runs over the floor indiscriminately. Clever and definitely not for the first time. While he penetrates me further, I feel the first drop of his juice despite champagne. So for a long time he can no longer stand. With his increasing lust, the champagne that he pours on his tail becomes more. A few times a lot flows directly onto my breasts.
The champagne then makes his way over my stomach to my pussy and drips down from there. An interesting feeling what he creates with it. ** But I can’t concentrate my thoughts on it for a long time, because his groaning announces his orgasm. With one hand on my back of my head and in the other hand, the bottle has pushed up a few more times and comes quickly and violently in my mouth.
Full of lust, he remains in this position and looks at me how I swallow his juice. My lips are still closing his tail. He should feel that no drop is lost. His cock is really hard, the desire in him must be big. Tom turns off the bottle and takes his cock in his hand. He still rubs it a few times so that the last drop comes out of it.
Then he pulls it back. Without hurry he lets it slide over my lips and cheeks. ** “You are still the small, horny bitch. I like it a lot. Outside a lady and internally so erotic that you like like one whore fuck. Too bad that you are no longer available. “To hear that and feel his cock in my face underlines exactly what he says.
On the one hand, we both move socially on a demanding level, on the other hand, I kneel here naked in front of him after a blowjob and let me fill my account. Tom takes the bottle and holds it to my mouth. I open my lips and let the rest run out of the bottle into my mouth. However, there is still so much inside that I almost cheat myself and close my mouth when swallowing.
Tom, whether on purpose or not, overlooks this and the champagne runs down on my body over my closed mouth over my closed mouth. “A little champagne hooker needs a champagne shower. “So it was on the purpose of how I can see his satisfied face. ** Tom shaks my hand to get up. I take her and get up. He grabs the tie that hangs down on me and pulls me to himself.
He feels my slight resistance and it provokes him very more to pull even more firmly on the tie. “It has to be horny to guide you on the collar and educate you. “Instead of an answer, he pulled me very close to him and kisses me. I reply to his tongue game and let him feel the lust for his money that is bubbling in me. “Come on the table. Let’s attack the night again.
“He helps me on the table when you sit down and gets a 2 from the minibar. Bottle champagne. He stands in front of me and opens the bottle. Immediately after the plop, a small fontane shoots out of the bottle. Completely unprepared, she meets me on my upper body. ** The champagne runs down my breasts and collects between my legs before dripping down onto the floor. Fortunately there is still the towel that sucks up.
*That was on purpose, or?“I can’t help but ask this question. Tim looks at me. As of course, he replies “yes. You look good with it. Just let it and wipe it off. “Instead of expecting an answer from me, he prefers to lick my breasts and mix the taste of the champagne with that of my skin on his tongue. “Do you still have the lubricant in your handbag?“It is clear to me what he alludes to.
I always have a small bottle of baby oil in my handbag, which I take as a sliding and massage oil. So it is always possible for my professor to enjoy me at any time. *** Yes, I always have that with me. “Tom goes to my things and gets the bottle out of my handbag. He puts it on the table and we drink the rest of the champagne out of the bottle from the bottle.
In between with Tom again and again between my legs, fingers in my pussy and keeps my pleasure level extremely high. He looks at that, because my lips are a little open and I breathe excitedly with every touch. Even if he kneads my breasts, pinch my nipple and spread light folding on the sides of my breasts, it looks anything but lust -inhibiting. In combination with the unbiased chat, the crackling tension is clearly noticeable for both of us.
But instead of saying what to say, Tom just presses my legs apart when the bottle is empty. “Lay on your back, mia. “Slowly I lean back and support myself with my hands until I lie on my back. Tom goes away briefly, gets something and puts it on the table outside of my field of vision. ** Next he never never leaves the small bottle and lets it drop on my pussy.
He brings my legs into a position that suits him again by spreading it again and pressing it up so that my knees almost touch my breasts. Now that the path is clear, it distributes the baby oil in my entire area. Knowing that he actually only knows one goal. And he gets closer to it when his fingers also distribute the first oil on my butt.
Only a little, then more and more. His finger drills into my butt. I can well imagine that he enjoys the twitching of my muscles. It takes a while for me to be covered with oil everywhere. Despite the warmth in the room and the alcohol the moisture does not create a feeling of the cold. ** Tom puts himself in position my legs and puts his wand on my butt.
Slowly a butt in my well -prepared butt penetrates. “Little hookers like you have to fuck in their sweet butt. You really have to feel that a man desires you and that you are his toy. Think about whether other men are not allowed to fuck you again. “As soon as he ended his speech, he penetrates the last centimeters deep into me. Without further talk, he starts popping me.
Slow as he needs it. He is not a ram, but a connoisseur and every movement is pure lust for his body. I hold on to the edge of the table with my hands and look at him with an open mouth. Yes, I’m horny, but far from an orgasm. Again and again I have to think of the price card with the price. As soon as I close my eyes, I see this business card as a trailer of a chain around my neck for every man hanging visibly.
That distracts me too much. So I leave her open and watch Tom during sex. ** His cock enjoys the narrowing of my body. His heat is transferred to me and it feels hot and horny to have it to me. Every movement makes me horny too, but not to the extent that it. Whether and to take a break. Persist in me and dampen something are lust.
Otherwise he would be done too quickly. In the moments I feel through my head that he was only 3. The man is who birds me on my back in the butt. For me a mix of a very gentle position and dirty lust. Taken by a man like a lady and a whore at the same moment. And he does it well. He quickly ends his break and continues to pop.
Until he comes in me. I feel his spraying and twitching very intensely at that moment. He encounters a few more times until his whole juice is in me. Then it’s over. But instead of withdrawing back, he bumps into me again and remains in the position. **”That was not all. The night started and I want to enjoy you for a long time.
“We both feel how his cock is getting smaller when he speaks until he finally slips out of my butt. Tom caresses my hand over my excited pussy until he hears my moan. He goes to the wrong one and puts them between my legs. Then he takes what he put on the table earlier. It is a condom. He opens it and takes it out.
Then he slowly rolls the condom over the bottle. “Your trademark for a long time. I will enjoy it. “It is clear to me what he means by that. After all, he was the first man to satisfy me with a champagne bottle. I meanders a little on the table until I lie comfortably. Spread my legs wide for him and wait. With the feeling of the condom on my pussy, I realize that it will be a long night with Tom and that he does not have enough.
I have no regrets at this moment, how he starts to satisfy me before he will bring me to orgasm several times the rest of the night. Then he will have an answer to his question from me whether I repeat this night with him or other men.
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