Hi there -- my name is Becca, and I recently had an experience that definitely warranted sharing on this site. I am 24 years old, and I live in Toronto, Canada where I write for an independent, alternative publication. I graduated from Ryerson U last spring, and thankfully found this gig -- not full time, but at least its some steady cash! :) First of all, let me describe myself. I am a dirty blonde (hair colour -- get your mind out of the gutter!), approx 5'4" and 125 pounds. My waist is around a size 4, and my breast size quite large -- my ex boyfriend jokingly said they were more than a mouthful. I'm not sure if any of you watched Dawson's Creek, but I guess I look like Jen -- the perky blonde.
Anyways -- about a month ago I had just had a big fight with my boyfriend. We had been together way too long anyway, and we were getting on each other's nerves. After yet another blow out, I left his apartment in anger to head off to a writing assignment -- it was an alternative night club on the east side of the city, an area I don't know too well. After about 30 minutes, it was evident I was lost. I picked up my cell, and hit the speed dial for my boyfriend, planning to apologize and ask for directions. Instead, a chipper woman's voice picked up.
"Hello there...", the female voice smiled at me through the phone.
"Uhh...", I stammered, "Is Mike there?"
"Sorry Hon..." the voice replied.... "You've got the wrong number. This is 261-5172: Goth Fantasies. You know... escorts."
"You mean I dialled a fucking escort service?!" I shot back. I immediately hung up the phone in anger, realizing that my asshole boyfriend had changed his number in my cell phone to piss me off. Rest assured I would never be calling it again!
I drove a few more minutes, soon realizing I was hopelessly out of my way. I was late for my assignment, and totally in a bad area of town. I picked up the cell phone, and tried the speed dial again... hoping against hope that maybe I had made some error before. Instead the same female voice came on:
"Its 5pm somewhere in the world... lets get naked and start partying!"
I was so stressed that I started laughing uncontrollably. In fact, I slammed my foot on the brakes, and pulled the car into a parking lot. When I finally regained my composure, I replied...
"This is the rude chick who just called you looking for Mike... thanks for the smile. I needed it."
"What's your name?, the friendly female voice asked.
"Becca...." I replied, almost in the form of a question. I was unsure why I felt so comfortable talking to this stranger, but something about her made me feel at ease.
"That's a pretty name...Becca. I'm Sophie. What's wrong?"
"Well... for one, my boyfriend is a total moron, and.....", my voice trailed off, "Look, I'm sorry, I'm lost... do you know how to get to 215 Pender Blvd, Stone Angels?"
"Well, since I just left there 3 hours ago, and I'm still kinda drunk, of course I do...", she chipped back dryly. She ran down the directions, but then shot back in the sweetest voice, "You know, you shouldn't be driving anywhere if you're so upset. Why don't you pull the car off the road, and tell me what's going on?"
I was shocked at the kindness of a total stranger, let alone a Goth escort. Its amazing the things you do when you're upset and alone, but I just started talking to her, this strange, comforting voice on the other end. I talked and talked about our relationship issues, and she just listened... for 45 minutes. Soon, my cell phone was nearly dead, so I thanked Sophie for being so sweet, and making my day.
I got back on the road, now totally late, and made my way to the alternative club for my interview. About 3 blocks away, I drove past a building named "Goth Fantasies". I started laughing.... This is where Sophie was!
Almost smiling to myself, I pulled into the parking lot. I was so keen to thank her in person, that it didn't even occur to me that I was going into an escort agency. I walked in, and the receptionist took one look at me -- dirty blonde hair all pinned up, grey striped jacket, unbuttoned, red blouse, short grey skirt -- and probably thought I was a cop. I explained why I was there, and how badly I wanted to talk to my new found friend. The receptionist got on the intercom, and paged Sophie. I waited with anticipation, and a bit of nervousness, as my eyes took in the leather couches in the waiting room, and the TV showing dirty movies.
Soon, this petite -- 5'2" -- girl around my age emerged dressed fully in a tight black latex body suit, and an Elvira-like wig. We exchanged a glance, and I introduced myself to her. Sophie started laughing immediately, and gave me a big hug like we were long lost friends. After we each stopped giggling, I told her how much I appreciated her help while I was freaking out. Glancing around, she grabbed me by the hand and said, "Why don't we go up to my "office", so we can chat in private?"
She led me up two flights of stairs, down a hallway, and into the 3rd door on the right. Her "office" was actually a bedroom with a king-sized bed, a mirror above the bed, and mirrored-walls on either side. She saw me looking around, and took in my gaze. We each started giggling uncontrollably, and laughing at how ridiculous the situation was! Sophie motioned to the med, and told me to have a seat.
As I took in the room setting, I realized that the windowed walls were two-way, allowing me to peer into the guests on either side of me. On one side, there was a tall, somewhat muscular blonde woman (very nordic looking), who had cornered a tiny asian woman. The woman looked almost scared, cowering... I noted she was wearing a dog collar around her neck, with a long silver chain attached to it. The tall blond was holding the chain tightly, to prevent the asian woman from getting away from her, while she softly stroked her face, and ran her tongue along her EAR LOBE. At one point, the asian woman tried to turn her face away, but the blonde slapped her, and turned her back to face her. I found this domination slightly repulisive, but oddly erotic...
In the other room on the other side, a fairly muscular man was handcuffed to a chair, and blindfolded. Two tall, lythe black women, dressed in vampire-like latex outfits, had their heads buried in his lap, hungrily sucking away at what appeared to be a good-sized cock.
Sophie looked back at me with a little, wry smile. "Not your traditional, office, I know." She beamed at me the sweetest smile, and then suggested that I need a drink.
"But its only 10AM....", I protested, as she poured a rum for me and her.
"After your day, hun, trust me... you need it!"
As I took a sip, she slid behind me on the bed.
"Looks like somebody could use a massage..." she offered.
"Don't you have like... clients... waiting for you?", I questioned curiously.
Sophie laughed at me. "Normally, at this time, I just get the Coffee Time attendant popping over for a handjob. No thank you!"
We both laughed at the thought of this!
Kneeling behind me on the bed, Sophie removed my jacket and began to softly rub my shoulders. "You know," she began "its really nice to actually talk to somebody normal. I see so many freaks in here... You're a really pretty girl too, you know..."
I blushed at Sophie's compliment, flattered at the sweetness and genuineness of it. Her hands worked magic on my shoulders, easing all the knots and stress I had obviously accumulated during my stressful morning. Every now and then Sophie would run her hands down my sides to my hips, before venturing back up to work over my shoulders. I sighed deeply with relief and relaxation - Mike never bothered giving me a massage, and it was something I dearly missed.
"I really like girls..." Sophie continued... "their soft flesh, soft lips. Girls are so much gentler than boys in bed." Personally, I had no experience to confirm or deny what she was saying, but I had no doubt she did. Sophie continued: "I had a female customer who came in regularly a year ago. Corporate type... very business like. Amazing lover though... once we gave each other 6 orgasms in one night. It was the most amazing experience I every had!"
6 orgasms in one night... normally I was lucky if Mike could give me one!
As Sophie's hands continued her magic, I soon felt something warm and wet on the back of my neck. My stomach quickly turned into knots as I realized that Sophie had kissed and softly licked the back of my neck. I nervously began to stammer, "I... I don't know... I'm not really into girls..."
Sophie never took her hands off of me... "You don't have to be a lesbian to like a woman's touch." She kept caressing me all over, as she continued in her soft voice... "I guarantee I could make you cum more times in one day than your boyfriend ever did." I was stunned at how bold she was, but turned on by the very suggestion.
As Sophie continued rubbing me all over, I looked through the window into the room next door. My eyes opened wide as I saw that the Nordic blonde had handcuffed the little Asian to a pole in the corner of the room, and was obviously finger fucking her while licking her ear. The Asian kept trying to turn away, but the blonde held her tight with her free arm, and the handcuffs limited her mobility. The Asian girl almost had a look of fear in her eyes as the blonde finger fucked her faster and faster. The little Asian's hips began gyrating, and she closed her eyes as her whole body began to shake from what I assumed was a powerful orgasm.
I was so entranced by the eroticism of what I was viewing that I didn't even notice that Sophie had begun rubbing my nipples and caressing my breasts through the fabric of my top. An audible moan escaped from my lips - I don't know if it was the sexually-charged ambience, the alcohol, or Sophie's touch, but I was as hot as hell.
Sophie climbed down from the bed, and came around in front of me. She kneeled down on the floor, and sweetly whispered... "Please let me try to please you, Becca... you are so pretty..."
A gargled.. "Ungghhhh...." was all I could manage in response. I was so sexually charged, and I needed a release. If I got back into my car now, I would have to pull over and fuck the stick shift!
"I promise I'll stop if you don't like what I'm doing...", Sophie kindly offered.
As I took in her words, she reached up and softly rolled up my blouse. She pulled down the bra hiding my large breasts, causing them to pop out over top. Like a starved woman, Sophie closed her eyes and immediately encased my left nipple in her mouth.
"Oh God!" I exclaimed. Her mouth was so warm and wet, and it felt so good on my sensitive nipple. She hungrily began sucking away, while her free hand tweaked the nipple on my right breast. It felt totally amazing, and Sophie was obviously very skilled at what she was doing. Shivers went down my spine as she sucked and licked at my breasts, alternating from one to the other. I reached back and undid my bra, freeing them to Sophie's full ministrations. At one point, she demanded that I look her straight in the eyes, and not look away while she softly pushed my breasts together and licked both nipples, sucking them into her hot mouth. God, it was driving me totally mad!
However, I was soon distracted my the room on the other side. The muscular man in blindfold and handcuffs was obviously close to cumming, and began moaning loudly, pulling at the binds. The two black women seemed to be competing for who would get his cum, both their faces buried in his crotch.
I came back to attention as Sophie had slid down between my legs, hiking my skirt up. As she began to ease my panties off, she moaned... "Ohhhh I need to taste you..." It turned me on so much that she was obviously in heat too. I had totally forgotten that I was in an escort agency, in a bad area of town, making love to another woman. Had you told me about this the day before, I truly would have said you were nuts!
I screamed with lust as Sophie mouth descended upon my quite wet pussy. She slowly, rhythmically began licking my clit in long, cat-like patterns. Mike was more the "get down and fuck" kind of guy, and I hadn't received some oral attention in years. Sophie's tongue felt so good I began bucking my hips like a mad woman, fucking her face. She again instructed me to look her in the eyes, and not to look away as she sucked my clit in her mouth. Her lust-filled eyes locked with mine, and I just about came on the spot.
It must have been quite the picture in the room... my hair stilled properly pinned up, my grey skirt hiked up around my waist, my blouse hanging upon and my large breasts hanging out, while the goth beauty had her head buried between my legs.
My eyes were again drawn to the room next door, where the Nordic blonde was now reclined on the bed, totally naked. The Asian was lying between her legs, held there tightly by the chain. The blonde also had wrapped her long legs tightly around the Asian's lythe body, while the other hand grabbed her by her hair and held her head in place. It seemed like a spider devouring its prey...
It seemed like I was in sync with the blonde... I was now holding Sophie by the head, sucking her face as she fucked me fast with two fingers, her mouth locked on my clit. I was thrashing around on the bed, sweating through my clothes as I screamed..." Ohhh fuck!!!! You're going to make me cum!!"
Unghhhhhhh.... I'm getting so turned on just writing this...sorry!
As I watched the blonde screaming in passion as she rode the Asian's face, I was on the brink of a powerful orgasmic explosion. My body began to quake and shudder as Sophie licked and fingered me. I soon wailed like a dying animal, as passion overtook me. I came like never before, my juices gushing all over Sophie's face. It was so intense I almost blacked out!
Sophie crawled up next to me in bed, and gave me a long, sweet kiss. I sucked her tongue in my mouth, and then licked some of my own juices off her face. It was the sweetest, most passionate moment I have had in a long time.
Care to hear about how I paid Sophie back?? I have to go pull out my vibrator now!
Kisses Becca J ))