More than Just a Stripper

I was at a strip club, enjoying myself as the beautiful women were up on stage doing their routines. I loved to watch the way that the women's bodies moved the arches of their back, the suppleness of their breasts, and the length of their necks. Though it was a turn on to watch the women dance, it was also like looking at art work when I watched them because they were so graceful, everything was well timed. One evening there was a girl that was dancing that I had never seen before. Her name was Missy and she was beautiful. Many of the strippers at the club looked like strippers, but Missy did not. She was a gorgeous blonde with legs that went forever, her body was perfectly proportioned, and she simply looked well taken care of. There was something about her that made her seem like more than just a stripper and because of this I simply could not take my eyes off of her for the entire evening, and this was strange for me.

When she was done dancing she was walking by my table and we made eye contact. I stopped her, and gave her a 100 dollar bill. She looked down at it and seemed surprised. She sat down and we began to chat, at first I think she felt obligated but then she seemed to take a real interest in me and the conversation. After about 30 minutes the club manager told her she needed to get going or she needed to take me to the VIP room. I had never been in the VIP room, in fact I didn't know there was one, but I was surprised when she extended her hand toward me, inviting me to the VIP room. I grabbed her hand and followed, half excited and half nervous about what was going on.

When we reached a big oak door she stopped and opened it. I followed her in and was surprised to see that there was a large room that had a bed and all of the necessities in it. Not sure what to do I asked, ?Do I have to pay something for this" I knew I sounded silly, but I didn't care. This was something that was so out of my realm of experience that I needed to know what to do. She giggled, ?Only as much as you want to pay for it. I invited you back here, so you don't need to do anything else but enjoy yourself, if you would like.? With this she motioned into the room. I walked in and sat on the bed and she followed.

I looked at her, the way she walked, the way she carried herself and I was sure she was more than a stripper. ?You aren't just a stripper, are you" I asked. I was curious and just had to know what made her different than the other women in the place. She sat, contemplating the question for a minute and then said, ?I?m not just a stripper, I?m an escort.? I was surprised; it certainly wasn't what I had expected. ?Like, a UK sex escort" She shrugged, ?I guess you could call it that!?

I was shocked, here I was with one of the infamous escorts in London UK and I wasn't sure what to do. I simply watched her for a few moments as she lit candles and offered me a drink. I loved the way she moved and suddenly I knew exactly what to do. I walked toward her, turned her around, and kissed her gently on the lips. I didn't know how she would respond but she kissed me back, moaning with pleasure when she did so. I kissed just on the surface of her lips at first and then I gently prodded her lips with my tongue and kissed her more deeply. For several minutes we simply kissed deeply in the middle of the room.

When I couldn't hold back any longer I led her toward the bed, where we both quickly undressed, though she was wearing a lot less than I was as she had just finished dancing when we had met. I laid her back on the bed and I climbed atop of her. For awhile we just kissed and caressed and then she rolled me over and she climbed on top of me. I was seriously turned on with her take charge personality. I let her straddle me and before I had anticipated she was climbing on top of me, my penis entering her. I gasped with surprise and delight and instantly she began to move. She moved her hips like a true expert and it was a really exciting feeling to be with a woman who was so confident that she could simply get on top and start riding me.

Moving in all of the right ways at all of the right times I was quickly becoming more and more aroused by the second. While she was moving back and forth in a rhythmic fashion she reached back and caressed my legs, played with my balls, and then ran her fingers down my chest. With that I could not control myself any longer and I began to cum. When she realized that I was climaxing she began moving up and down more quickly and much harder to intensify my pleasure. I couldn't help by yell out as my beautiful busty UK escort moved on top of me. When I was finished she leaned forward, breathing on my neck, and gave me a small kiss on the chin. She climbed off of me and simply lay beside me for a few quiet minutes. All I could say when I caught my breath was, ?I don't know what you?re doing in a strip club because it appears that you could do a lot better for yourself if you simply chose to be a UK sex escort full time!?

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