Despite the nature of my job, I was a pretty shy girl. I didn’t like being in the centre of attention, I preferred when there was just the two of us, me and my client. Then, I could pretend to be a London escort, not the usual wallflower. I was always afraid of being judged, or worse, called out. Today, I got a challenging proposition from a new customer. Everyone was telling me to take it, he was paying very well, but I was afraid of doing what he wanted me to do. The guy wished for a blowjob, and as much as I enjoy oral sex, he wanted to do it in public. Finally, I gave in to my friends and my boss and accepted the offer. I was very stressed out as I’ve never done it in public, but perhaps it would be a good opportunity to broaden my boundaries.
We met in front of a dance club, and he seemed very polite. I immediately felt safe in his presence, it was in instinct, I knew a man like him wouldn’t force me to do anything. We walked in, his hand on my lower back, and I knew that now there was no escape. I let him take me to the table, and we started looking through the menu. I decided that I needed something to loosen up and asked for a Mojito. So far, my client was acting as a perfect gentleman, he went and got us our drinks.
We started chatting while sipping our beverages, but I knew that we’d have to get to planned oral sex soon. I decided to lay all my cards on the table, and straight up told him that I’ve never done it in public, and I’m very afraid of it. He only laughed, hearing this.
“I’ve never done this either,” he said, shrugging.
“Wait, so we are both doing this for the first time ever?” I asked, genuinely surprised.
“Yes, I suppose we are,” he answered, and we both burst out laughing, “Don’t worry about a thing. We’re gonna make it work. Look, so many people around us are already going way further than we are planning.”
I looked in the direction that he was discreetly pointing to and yes, it definitely looks like they were having full on sex right in the corner. The abstract of the situation made us laugh again. Knowing that he also feels nervous made me feel better, I don’t know how that works, but I wasn’t about to complain. Still, I felt a little bit ashamed that as a London escort, I was a newbie in something.
After we finished our drinks, he invited me to dance. At first, we were pretty awkward dancing with each other, but after a few songs, we started to warm up. His hands started travelling down my body, making me a bit aroused. I was also starting to act more frivolous. At some point, he even snug me closer and kissed me. I let him dominate and gave in to passion, our lips were moving in the rhythm of our dance. After we parted, both breathing heavily, we just looked into each other’s eyes and I think we both knew that now is the perfect time to do what we are planning since the beginning.
We moved into a more secluded corner. I felt my back touching the wall, and then I knew there was no escape. I didn’t want to turn back, nothing like this, but the feeling of his strong, heavy body pressing me against the wall made me so horny it was unbelievable. Obviously, I knew that you shouldn’t trust the guy that you just met, but I kind of did, like I did trust all my clients.
I slowly dropped to my knees, and unzipped his fly. He was already half hard, so I started wanking him with my hand. All the time, I was looking left and right, making sure that no one noticed us. It seemed like nobody was paying attention, but I still had to be sure. Once he got hard, I simply leaned forward and took him into my mouth. I wasn’t able to deepthroat, he was too big for that, but I was trying my best. I started jerking off the base, while sucking on the tip. He grabbed my head, but he wasn’t pulling me on anything, just kind of petting my hair. After a while, I stopped shooting glances at the other party people; I didn’t care if somebody sees or not, I felt too good to even but think about this. I concentrated on just sucking his tasty cock, which was pulsating in my mouth, making me dripping wet. I still didn’t deepthroat him, but I got as close as I could. When I started tasting pre-cum in my mouth, I moaned from pleasure.
His dick was so hard in, it felt like a rock. I stopped for a moment to lick his balls instead, I didn’t want it to finish so soon. I started sucking and kissing his ball sack, the tender skin seemed to melt under my tongue, and his cock twitched with every stroke. After a while, I noticed more pre-cum oozing out, so I went back to his member. Usually, I prefer long oral sessions, but the circumstances made me want to finish it early. I started going much faster, moaning and massaging his balls with my free hand. Finally, he came, spilling his seed deep inside my throat and making me choke a little on it. I didn’t pull back, doing my best to stop the cough. Only, when I was sure I swallowed everything, I stood up and started coughing.
“I’m sorry,” we apologized at the same time and laughed.
“So, what are we doing next time?” he asked, his hand firmly holding my waist.
“Oh, I wasn’t aware there’s going to be a next time,” I smiled, trying to look seductive, but after the futile deepthroat tries my face was all red, which definitely wasn’t sexy.
“I’ll call you next week,” he winked and kissed my cheek.
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