Blair - Lesbian E.S.C.O.R.T.

The life inside each of us is full of mystery that only we know as individuals and only few times do we choose to share some of those moments that comprise our lives…..


Each of us as human beings are galaxies waiting their discovery and our feelings and what moves us, compels us to do things can be very, very complicated…..

I have already discussed in another blog, how I got into this…..”oldest profession in the world”…..

But today I want to talk about my first experience entertaining a woman. Yes, that is right! Women also have their sexual needs…..
And not necessarily from the opposite sex….

And I have to say that after the first night, after I had tried lesbian sex in exchange for money, nothing afterwards, ever mattered anymore…..




I entered a dimension of pleasure that I never knew could possibly exist…..
So I had to explore it further, I had to experience it as much as I could……




During my time in College at Montmartre in Paris, I joined one of the local e.s.c.o.r.t agencies. One of the questions I was asked at the interview was about e.s.c.o.r.ting with women. In other words e.s.c.o.r.t.s for lesbian or bisexual women. I had not objection to that. Not sure if that is why I got the job. Although my boss was quite clear about it....





I did have to go to a photo shoot to get some shots to put up in their website. The guy who did the pictures was middle-aged and quite attractive. He asked me to show my legs in different poses,

rising my dress at the beginning and eventually asked me to take my dress off and stay in my underwear.

I tried my best to actually provoke him. I felt like having sex with him and was wondering if I could just make him jump to it….



and as usual, after a few glam picks, I got my way. His penis was hard and in my hand before I even realized…..


I did love the way he pulled down my knickers before penetrating me…..

He really did a good job with the camera and with his dick and I got some great glamour shots on the website….


One Saturday evening after having finished a call-out assignment, I was taking a bath and was quite aroused to start with, remembering the events of the afternoon. My phone went off and I answered.



I picked up and said “Hello, this is Blair”…. There was a silence and then a nervous female voice…… Hi Blair, I am calling to schedule an appointment with you she said…..I could not help but smile nervously myself…
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The phone call was rather short……



As I listened to the caller I inadvertently felt my palms sweating and feeling aroused…. This was totally new…. I managed to mumble…. Is this for a couple or just yourself….
And then she answered….




I am not sure what I imagined it was going to be like ..




Love for sale, sex for sale, pay to play or whatever but this time I was going to be hired by a woman…..


I immediately wondered what she would be like?.....

or




The not knowing what she would look like, race, color, body type, skin,…..just that thought got my own juices flowing…..

I was very nervous and decided to take a shower…..



after all, You never know who you are going to meet…..

But no matter how nervous I was, I was ready to sell what this woman wanted…. She is paying…. She has the power…


And before you tell me….



I will implore you not to continue reading if this subject offends you....

But I know what you are thinking.....



Well most of the times I encounter my clients at a hotel, but this time this woman wanted me to go to her apartment……


I was sure that everybody I encountered in the lobby of that building, knew that I was an e.s.c.o.r.t but I was far from embarrassed…. I kind of liked it…..




Really…..


Well yes I am !..
Anyway, as I was saying, I knock on the door of the apartment and beyond that door starts my “secret life”


I was quite surprised, how slim, beautiful and perfect body that she had…… She was in her mid thirties, very well-mannered and obviously some high ranking executive……


I am not really going to tell you her story as she never told me anything about her….. You don’t meet an escort for talking about your problems, but to replace what you don’t really have….. to get what you want….. and that is usually what you are not getting anywhere else……

It is a business transaction….


It is like a menu…. You ask, they tell you how much …… and on that particular Saturday with that particular woman, an absolute stranger well ,…… what can I say



She walked around me, examining me, smelling me, softly touching me, yet never saying a word...



her hands running up and down my body, in complete silence….. and then she raised my skirt


I feel her fingers touching my vulva through my underwear……. It was already soaked….

She gave me a taste of my own juices with her fingers….



She was giving me pleasure when I was the one that was supposed to be giving it to her….. She made me cum like an expert without even having taken my underwear off…..




Then she makes me bend over the sofa, my buttocks exposed for her to feast…..



She feels my breasts and my buttocks, all at the same time….. and then she spanks my bum, softly not at all hard….. I am surprised…. I really enjoy that






and I find myself whispering first “HARDER”,


and then begging for her to slap me harder…. Screaming “HARDER PLEASE, HARDER”….


It is obviously a business transaction, I am playing the submissive role and she is the dominant….. She is in command…..
She sat on the sofa with her legs widespread, showing the most delicious tasteful thong I had ever laid my eyes on….

And she started touching herself while looking at my vulva and legs…….


Then she threw me onto the sofa and pulled my soaked underwear off my legs…..



Then went down on me licking my pussy, and playing with my clitoris which was by that time as hard as a rock, I wanted to show her my whole body, I wanted to be completely nude for her so I just ripped my bra off and exposed my breasts for her…



After sucking her fingers, she put them in my mouth and I sucked them as well, and then I saw her index and middle finger disappear deep inside me, as I opened my legs wider and felt her playing with my G-spot….



I could feel the tension building in my abdomen and pelvis, my breathing was very heavy and my nipples pointed up hard and erect…… I was about to cum again……



It was the most immense orgasm that I had experienced for a very, very long time. There were no penises and no semen involved. Not even a dildo, just her expert fingers…..



It was my turn to give her pleasure….. It is about pleasure and that is what the money pays for, however it is also about being in control and power, Two people are drawn into a room, led by desire, sharing an experience in completely different worlds.

She suddenly looked shy and submissive, just standing against a wall…..



I really wanted to kiss her and as I did so, she just stood there, looking away from the pleasure I was trying to give her….



almost as if she was feeling guilty of this encounter…..




and that thong she was wearing that really drove me crazy…..

I just had to take them off…..



There was just something about that body, her Mons of Venus was so perfect, the veins in her flat abdomen, the protrusion of her pelvic bones, the folds of her vulva, everything was so exciting to contemplate…..


And then my tongue on her clitoris, she was wet, she was hard, It was like licking a small pearl, a very sensitive pink pearl….. that made her shiver….. and yet she just looked away……



And then out of the blue, she asked to be penetrated…..


which I of course obliged…..
and as my fingers went in and out of her vagina, with my thumb rubbing on her clitoris, she became more and more vividly excited……


She put her hand on my head and separated her leg facilitating my access to her insides even more…..


I knew she was getting there, I knew she was about to cum, but she still would not look down….


She would not look at me….


and it was then, just after she came, while she was enjoying that post-orgasmic plateau, still on her feet, that I realized that the only words I had heard from her lips since I arrived were “penetrate me”…..




The thing that never changes is that it begins and it ends with money and it is money that makes these encounters possible, that gives this freedom to be yourself, on both sides of the transaction….


Two strangers, some cash, a hotel or an apartment, who cares….. that is just the stage, but in that stage there is an entire cosmos,




Words are not really necessary… There is pleasure, there is connection, there is some degree of bonding….. even if it is only for a period of time, in a certain place that makes the experience unforgettable……




and of course when I got back to my student flat in Montmartre, the inevitable happened…..


So this is where it ends…. Try not to judge me….



That was part of my life and of what I once was and I learned from it…..



Again, If you enjoyed reading my experience, if it made you happy, or pleasure yourself…. Please leave me a comment and let me know what you thought of it all…….






Xxxxx Blair