Erotic stories

Her name was Anastasia. She was one of Escort agency girls working in the city of Istanbul. She adored providing some captivating services like a deep French kiss, usual classic and anal sex and oral caressing. She got high from these and could do them all night long – as long as her strengths would be enough for that. She especially adored the going-out orders of clients like this one: they were now riding in a cabriolet car towards the seashore that was not overcrowded with tourists, free from city smog – and this ride had to be from 2 to 3 hours long to reach a nice place, where a client had a cottage house surrounded by the fence from three sides and having sea with private beach from the fourth.

My husband was called to work for some boring emergency, so I had to spend the rest of our fabulous vacation alone. I was bored and decided to go home earlier and to make a surprise to my husband.

As soon as I drove up to the house, I saw my husband’s car at the door. Doubts have crept into my head.

I go up to the apartment, gently open the front door… Yes, I was right – he was not alone. In the corridor, there were women’s sandals. On the table, there was a handbag. And from the room, there was soft lounge music heard as well as very unambiguous sounds. At first, I was furious in my anger. Then, my panties got wet. Heck! I wanted to see it! In the corridor, there was a mirror in which a piece of the room was visible. It was better to see everything myself. I immediately thought that this wasa girl from escort Outcall / Incall.

It was a time, when she, one of ladies in Istanbul wanted sex more than her client did. He was tall, brunette, with an angelic face and super-muscled body, undeniably strong hands, and he stayed in a luxurious hotel, in its most splendid and expensive room. She has never seen him before and, as it turned out later, he was not from around. Locking the door behind her, one of ladies in Istanbul stared at his magnificent body that was dressed in a white shirt made of top-class linen. She looked as if enchanted until he asked her if she wanted to refresh in his bathroom. Showing her where to go, he repeated his request that he already told during the order: she must dress sexy underwear, attach a ribbon with a knife on her leg and grease her skin a little with a spray that has body oil. It will make the image of this girl for sex services in Istanbul complete in his head.

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Stella is a pure whirling passion in BJ (blow job) service. Her splendid mouth combined with velvety hands and palms will do everything for your delight in every pose (you know that there are at least 6 poses in which blowjob service is doable, right?). She does it beyond all praises, and clients enjoy her very much. She has a classical combination of qualities of an Istanbul escort girl – these are brown hair, slim figure, sexy seducing ass, and she is absolutely right for any other service that you may want to try to implement with her.

They met occasionally in her small town where he was resting with a couple of his friend in the local diner place. She, an Istanbul escort girl now, but a waitress in the past, was working there there and served their table. He was a handsome fellow, he started a small conversation with her, and then, word by word, they were chatting only in two after her shift was over. They relocated to a nightclub and grabbed several bottles of beer, his treat. After the inevitable passion inflamed, they were in his car having ardent sex in the backseat listening to extremely fitting song of Roxette ‘Sleeping In My Car.’ Saying goodbye, he called her to him, to a big city in 200 miles away from this place and returned to his hostel to his friends, as they were departing in 3 or 4 hours from the time as they parted. They’ve had a final kiss and, exchanging contacts, there they were.

There were a fantastic summer and a perfect day. Jessica was going to have some sunbaths and she knew a nice forest outskirts with a beach on it. When she went there, she dressed on the swimsuit at once, below the easy summer dress, as many girls in Istanbul loved to wear, with a bag full of only necessary stuff that could be handy for a girl on a beach and left off the house. She decided to walk across the park and several streets – there were no more than 2 kilometers away from that beach. She loved living in her house – a location gave her many advantages – closeness to stores, beach, the forest to walk and to think about various things. It was located aside from the dusty city center, where on South it was always too hot at this time of the year.

It all started in the spring when Anna came to the gym. She was charming, like the Russian escort girls Istanbul. At her 21, she surpassed all expectations of a guy like me, a gym instructor. At first, we talked with her, I instructed her how to perform exercises on the simulators properly, but we both wanted more of our sweet fellowship.

One evening, when we were closing, Anna, charming as all escort girls in Istanbul, came to the gym and said what a pity that we were closing, because she had a great desire to work, as there was nothing to do at home because her husband left for business trip, and she did not know what to do from idleness.

On the first day of vacation at sea, I, a man of 32 years, woke up early and decided not to waste time. I took a towel and went to the beach.

The sign on the entrance said: “Nude Only! No swimsuits allowed”. I can’t say it has confused me. After reconciling a pair of seconds, I pulled off the suit, adding it to the towel and book in my hand.

A warm sea wind comfortably “touched” the uncovered body. I moved on, watching the beach loungers beneath the large umbrellas. To my surprise, the beach was not empty. Close to the line of the surf, a young girl was set up comfortably like one of the Istanbul escort girls.

Istanbul escort girls are on the same wave with you – they know what to do with your body in whole and with separate members of it in particular. Fine service that includes your every whim and desire is what you should strive when addressing our salon. Fantastic is the word that best describes our girls and their gentle but persistent hands. They will show you what the true delight means and that you have missed a lot in your life without addressing them earlier. These girls will be your lantern in the sexual world and they adhere to your pleasure.

VIP escort Istanbul is the place where you can realize your most depraved desires. This fact has been recently proven by one of our girls who was wandering down the streets of her living block completely naked. She was accompanied by a couple of her fellow photographers and they did completely interesting pictures of her. The girl was not on some special assignment, it was rather her decision to promote herself as Russian escort Istanbul, but in an interesting way as no one knew she one of this kind. People say it may be absolute insanity but for our girl from the escort services nothing is impossible.

Sunday hike with the family to the store… what could be better for the eskortlar girl like me? Hell, would be better if I was ill. But ten minutes of driving and we drove into the underground parking lot of the local shopping center. A couple of minutes circling in search of an empty place for the car, but we found it! Now go shopping. Go pass by the rows of parked cars. Near the elevator, I noticed a man sitting in a blue jumpsuit, one of the attendants. He is defined and swarthy, wearing the robe over the naked body, as it seemed to me. He was impudently staring at me and my mother. Did she notice how he was looking at us?

A gift certificate to a trendy massage was given to me by my colleagues. I’m not very fond of such institutions, rather, had never visited them. But the guys congratulated me & were so happy I decided to come.

Already lying on my stomach, I looked around: the outlines of the room drowned in the twilight, side by side in the same position was lying a brunette, her face was not visible under a waterfall of hair. I appreciated a thin waist & beautiful ass, legs not too pumped up, long, shapely… Tanned skin was beckoning to touch.

Returned the blonde, her thin robe did not hide the chest of a third size & narrow ass of the VIP escort Istanbul.

She woke up with anxiety and sweet feeling that something should happen, so worried a little. Istanbul VIP escort girl now faced a photo shoot. The street was known and it was easy to find the right house.

He opened the door. He smiled at her, holding the camera, apparently finishing the final touches in the room, where she was going to have a photoset. He wore a gray T-shirt and jeans, barefoot, slightly rumpled hair. The whole view of it as if were inviting to enter into the inside. She took a step, closed the door and found herself in his arms. He kissed her on the lips, very gently, glared at them with pleasure. His hand slid around her waist hugging her closer, step by step. He led her into the room, not leaving the kisses. She felt growing desire in the abdomen, the chest was heaving, nipples already become elastic.

When I came home, it turned out that our guest was a friend of my wife’s, attractive girl who always reminded me escort Istanbul model.

When my wife came out of the kitchen, her friend Mila playfully glanced at the kitchen door, apparently for fear that my wife would hear. Mila asked to give her some money, and in return promised to repay the debt with “interest” in the form of a light strip.

All women, regardless of the degree of familiarity, are divided in the minds of men into two categories: those whom he would like to make cunnilingus and those whom he wouldn’t.

Helen clearly belonged to the first group, so when he was going home after work on a joint project, she said, ‘wait, it’s too early time’ with some sort of special intonation, inside him something nice ached. Further, he was almost shocked: taking off her home robe, Helen remained in the buff, and looked like a seductive Turkey escort model. The man barely regained consciousness: their short-lived superficial acquaintance did not promise such revelations. But the sight of a naked female body of an Turkey escort girl seriously inflamed and forced him into action.

Everything inside was compressed into a tight knot, when thoughts were gone, when breathing was interrupted, and the heart was racing. Only one thought throbs in her head: something is missing. She wanted to cum! She couldn’t constrain already, she felt being fucked with the finger, felt as it slid into the vagina, touches the front wall… She was at the limit.

Then she added a second finger. But no, she still wanted to cum. The flexible, agile, sharp little tongue slides up and down, up and down, as in this experimental model escort. Oh! This feeling! But she was still on the edge. And then she realized that now more than anything else she wants to feel throbbing flesh breaks in her vagina. It will fill her with movement. Sudden shocks. She felt that this is something that she missed, as an escort girl of Istanbul. Finally, all finished and she plunged into the magical world of orgasm.

I have always loved to travel out of town. And what was my joy when I
found out that my stepsister is also going to visit relatives! Beautiful,
slim figure, a third size of the breast, like escort girls from Istanbul,
this lovely tanned face, the lips, where I wanted to plunge my cock and never
remove. And her ass… Oh, this tight ass of escort model I wanted from my youth,
slept and watched as the elastic, juicy nut will be in my hands.

I wanted to do something special for him, and on the eve of the third night, I bought ruby-red bottom lace underwear, and the same red short gown with thin straps, which I saw once in a directory with escort models from Istanbul.

I’ve decided to celebrate my Birthday at the club, so I called my friend Natalie. I thought to put on a brand new dress, which perfectly underlined my figure and was tight, all I needed it! Enough deep cut slightly bared my elastic chest.

We met with Natalie at the club and headed inside. Natalie looked stunning too, wearing a silk blouse and tight-fitting hips and ass skirt, and she looked like a model escort.

In those summer weekends, Mila’s parents had to leave the country and she invited boyfriend Steve. She decided to have a drink with him, to talk about this and that. They were friends almost from childhood and treated each other as friends – no more. General, there were a lot of common themes.

Steve arrived at 10 pm with a bottle of wine. But it turned out that Mila already had one. Sitting in the kitchen, they quickly drank the first under the sandwiches from the hostess. They laughed joked, shared memories… Because of the alcohol, it became hot. “I will go change” – Mila said, and left the kitchen to the dress room.

Mila decided to put on something light. Short black dress? Perhaps it is a very open and like outfit for escort girls, but it’s convenient.

In a summer warm evening, you were smoking and standing on the balcony. But… What is it? A girl in a next-door apartment right in front of you is dancing with all that sensual erotic movements… You cannot tear your eyes from her. She slowly reveals her shoulders, taking from them a blue gown. She is constantly moving in a dance, twisting and whirling. A girl caresses herself with her arms, twisting in a passionate dance and does so as a professional escort model.

Quiet summer evening. It is very nice way to walk down the empty street, knowing that your beloved man is waiting for you at home. So I was going home when I heard that the car stopped behind me. I turned and saw a black jeep. It made me start to worry.

Almost immediately, I heard the sound of opening and closing doors, and it was absolutely terrible. I tried to accelerate the pace, but I was wearing high heels and it was difficult. My husband used to say that in those heels, I looked like an escort model, but I liked them. “Beauty, wait, do not rush!” – sounded from behind, and behind it there was a loud laugh.

Kate came in, sat down on the stool and started to mess around with shoes on high heels. In these shoes, her legs were long, like the escort model had.

She was silent as he poured the amber liquid into glasses. They clinked ones and drank the cognac.

Kate was short, pretty, with lush breasts, as an escort girl of Istanbul. Kate had broad hips, a pleasant-face like a doll, huge gray eyes, and plump lips.

She drank in one gulp, grimaced and coughed. Mark gave her a slice of lemon, sprinkled with sugar. Kate gratefully smiled.

Your slender and flexible silhouette in the moonlight seemed perfect, you looked like a sexy fairy nymph or pretty seductress from istanbul escort. Finally, you’ve decided to come ashore.

I dived, caught up with you, my passionate escort Istanbul girl, slowly surfacing at you from behind, starting to caress you with my hands, lifting your legs from above and, slowly covering your back and neck with kisses, I got to your chest. Touching your bust with an elastic hose of cool water and caressing your nipples, I heard your howl and felt the fine tremor of your body.

They agreed to meet in advance in a narrow alley so she felt as if she was from Istanbul escort. It was getting dark. The street was warm from the day sun. He hugged her, kissed her lips, asked how she was doing. Everything was in order and, embraced, they went down the lane. A few seconds later, he saw that she had somehow strange behavior: sharply gasps, bites her lips, and pulls the dress, as if holding back a groan. He slowed down, ran his hand along the neck, back, stayed on her ass.

In the May holidays, Mary with her young man was invited to the country. They agreed and began to gather. Mary is a beautiful girl with a medium build, appetizing ass and breasts of second size. Her boyfriend was also of medium build. In other words, they were the average couple. Mary decided to put on a sundress, as it was hot. Mary was not wearing a bra, so it seemed to her that she looks more relaxed, moreover, it was not so hot in light dress without extra clothes. The girl liked to imagine herself sometimes as sexual Istanbul escort model…..