Vivian meets with M and S: Day 2
I’m Vivian. I’m 27 and I’m a companion in sunny Los Angeles. I stay fit, go to school, work with the homeless, and meet with my suitors in between all of that. I meet with people with all kinds of preferences, and kinks and I love doing it. It gives me pleasure to give pleasure to others and the orgasms I get along the way, are a nice bonus.
5:30 a.m. I wake up and go to the gym. Gotta get in that workout.
7 a.m. I’m getting ready to head to class, looking forward to a date I have with M in the late afternoon/early evening, followed by my meeting with a new friend in his hotel, for a couple of hours. I dress modestly: jeans and a business casual top. Underneath, I’m wearing a bright pink lacy set for M to discover when he unwraps me.
10 a.m. -2 p.m. school. Classes. Documentation. Reading.
4 p.m. I’m at M’s place. He offers me a drink and a water bottle, telling me to hydrate. So caring. We head to his favorite hangout in his house. We drink, we make-out, we get a little high.
4:50 p.m. We chat and philosophize and he tells me how much he enjoys the way I think. I blush and kiss him. I climb on top of him and he takes off my shirt. He sees my bra and grins at me like little kid. He picks me up and throws me on his bed. He unbuttons my pants, pulls them off and sees the matching set. “Oof,” he says, “that looks good on you, but it needs to come off.” He strips me naked and goes down on me. He has this way of using his tongue softly, but with just the right pressure to make me slowly build to an explosive orgasm. My moaning gets louder and I tell him “I’m going to come!” He looks at me, his tongue still on me, and winks. He puts on a condom and he’s inside of me. He thrusts deeply and moans. He tells me that he loves how tight I am and pulls my hips close to him as he explodes. He cleans up, we chat some more and I leave.
7 p.m. I’m showered and getting ready to meet my new friend at 8:30pm. Throughout the day we exchanged messages and he, let’s call him S, requested I wear black thigh highs, a matching black set, and that we also go Greek during our session.
8:30 p.m. I’m down the hallway to the room S gave me. When I arrive, he already has the door open and I step inside. He tells me to make myself comfortable, and I excuse myself to the restroom. There, per my instructions, he has left the envelope with my donation.
I meet him back in the room. He’s sitting on the couch, his legs spread apart so that his bulge is clearly showing. He gives me a “come here” look and pulls me on top of him as I get close. He kisses me, kisses my neck, and undresses me. He seems to already have an agenda for how this is going to go. I already knew this when he had messaged me with specifics about what he wanted me to wear. I let him run the show. He caresses my body, turns me around and goes down on me.
He licks me, starting at my clit, up my stomach, grazing a hardened nipple, and kisses me again. He asks if he can be a little rough and I agree. He undoes his belt, pulls out his cock, grabs my head and pushes himself inside of me. He thrusts several times until I’m drooling all over his shaft. He lets me run my mouth and my hand up and down his shaft, while he sticks 2 fingers inside of me. He pulls his fingers out a while later, and they’re soaked from the orgasms he just made me have. He picks me up and takes me to the bed. He undresses me completely and says, “leave the stockings on,” so I’m naked except for my black thigh highs with a lace trim.
He puts a condom on and slides himself inside of me. He scoops me up and flawlessly turns me to be on top of him. He’s thick, so sitting on him feels so good because he’s filling me up. He guides me up and down his cock and then says, “get the lube.” When I come prancing back with the lube, he bends me over the bed, lubes himself up and drops some lube on me. I feel the cold liquid dripping and he catches it, spreading it on my asshole.
He slides himself inside, slowly, allowing me to control the last bit as he enters me, fully erect. He begins to thrust, and after a few thrusts, I start to feel the waves of pleasure come over me as he continues to fuck my ass. I massage my clit as he does this, moaning as I come repeatedly. He tells me I’m taking him “like a champ” and thrusts harder as he grabs some of my hair. I can feel him getting harder and he explodes, with a loud grunt and a final intense thrust.
11:30 p.m. Bedtime. New day tomorrow.