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I wasn’t too happy with today’s request. Honestly, I would never agree to this, if the client wasn’t my regular and one of my favourites. Why didn’t I want this? Well, David wanted to try something new, and as much as I love expanding my boundaries, public sex wasn’t on my to-do list. I even asked him if there wasn’t anything else I could do for him instead of that, but he insisted. We decided to go to a club and do it in a darkroom. The fact that they would be strangers in there, doing probably the same thing, was making me aroused, scared and grossed out at the same time. Nevertheless, we always try to satisfy our clients as best as we can, even if that means stepping out of our comfort zone a little. I put on a small black dress and skipped underwear, as he requested. Physically, I was ready to go, but mentally I was exhausted from stress. I was a professional escort, this shouldn’t be a problem for me, but the fear of the unknown took charge.
We met outside the bar, and kissed for a greeting. He looked handsome as always, which made me feel a little better. We headed inside, and he ordered us drinks for courage. After we drank them, we went to dance. As the song changed to a slower one, we hugged, swaying to the rhythm a little. We were both so aroused, it was almost like we were already having public sex. I felt a shiver run down my spine as David’s breath brushed against my ear. I kissed his neck, wanting him to feel as crazy about me as I did about him. He placed his fingers underneath my chin, making me look at him, and kissed me passionately. Our bodies were pressed so close together, we were almost melted into one being, and the kiss only sealed this union.
Our tongues danced together, fighting for domination and exploring each other’s mouths. David gave in first, and let me lead. I pulled away for a second, sliding my hand under his T-shirt, and kissed him again. It was better this time, more coordinated. His hands landed on my buttocks, gently squeezing them and rubbing the soft skin. I ran my free hand through his hair, that was just asking for touch. We kissed and kissed, until we both ran out of breath. He proposed to go to the darkroom and I eagerly agreed, the idea of public sex seemed nothing but appealing now.
We headed to the room, and he sat down on the couch, that thankfully was free. We kissed again, and I felt his hands pulling my dress up and massaging my naked arse. His touch was electric, making me mad with desire. I felt his hard cock, separated only by his jeans from my buttocks, and making me shiver from pleasure. I sat up and unzipped his trousers, pulling his dick out and forward, rubbing it against my wet pussy. After a while, I decided waiting any longer would be a torture and once again sat up to put a condom on him. Some people walked inside the room, but they were too busy with each other to even notice us. They imminently started going at it, and I briefly wondered how many times they had public sex to be so open about it. I was glad we didn’t have any unnecessary attention, but at the same time I wanted someone to watch.
Very slowly, I guided his dick to my entrance and inside my tight cervix. I could feel him pulsating inside me, and it made me tighten from ecstasy. David moaned and clenched his hands. I leaned forward, joining my hands behind his neck, and started slowly moving. Each time his cock slid deep inside me again, a spasm was going through my body. He placed his hands on my hips and I sped up, making us both moan like crazy. His balls were pressing onto my asshole, giving me even more sensations. Of all my clients, he was one of my favourites because he always ensured that I felt as good as he, if not better. This time, he was also caring for me, kissing my neck, which he knew I loved.
I slowed down a little, and kissed him again, I couldn’t get enough of him. The couple next to us started moaning louder, almost like we unknowingly entered a contest. I couldn’t remember the last time my pussy was so wet. My juices were dripping all over him, I felt like I was having orgasm after an orgasm. My whole crotch got numb, it was just one big centre of pleasure, which kept sending vibrations and unimaginable heat waves through my body. We stopped kissing and sped up again, trying to get louder than the other couple. The contest part of public sex was really getting to both of us.
Finally, David came, but I kept riding him, until he got soft inside me. We kissed again, cementing this new, wonderful memory I’m sure neither of us will forget. As we were leaving, I noticed the other couple had also finished, and I smiled, somewhat happy that they didn’t last as long as we did. After all, I’m a professional escort, I have to be the best. Despite our time up, we danced some more, still enchanted by the experience we shared.
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