The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 38 - Sex Stories

The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 38

... promptly. Seeing her e-mail waiting in my inbox seemed almost unreal. That we live in a universe where someone could "book an appointment" with an apparent sex goddess! And so, I reserved a flight, not to my ultimate destination, but a city within driving distance of Flagstone, Nevada (Las Vegas). My boss wouldn't need to know, of course.

Fast forward to the bar at Happy Ending Ranch: I arrived an hour early and while waiting worked on a triple shot of Old Forester 86. At the appointed time, Kayleigh appeared. Now, people reading these reviews are used to seeing lots of flowery language and an overabundant use of aggrandized adjectives – and if you've never visited one of the premier Nevada brothels then maybe these reviews seem overly imaginative – but if you have visited one, planned well, and were very fortunate, then you already know that often these descriptions are not fanciful exaggerations at all.

So, when Kayleigh appeared in front of me it was a shock to see that she was even more lovely in person than in her photos. Her dress was literally straining to contain her. That a human being could have breasts of that magnitude, of that voluptuousness, and in totally perfect over-proportion to her svelte mid-section, with such hips, legs, and a perfect tight bottom, not to mention her sensual, delicate mouth and lips, and oh her eyes, blonde hair, and perfect skin … no words can do it justice or explain how Mother Nature could produce such a super being. And I ...

... hadn't even seen herau natural yet.

Youth can be a detriment in some ways when choosing a provider insofar as experience can be concerned. But, as Kayleigh explained, despite being only twenty, she had worked in the house since 2018 and done "other things.” She was quite experienced, she assured me. Well, even there, I thought, there is a difference between “other things” and knowing how to professionally service a patron in a brothel. We negotiated a one-and-a-half-hour "party.” I can't say I wasn't a little worried as we stood at the cashier while my wallet was literally emptied of every last bill. What I can say now, though, is I wish I had brought even more cash despite the expense!

As clichéd as this may be, I will leave it to your imagination as to what all went down during the party. Suffice it to say, she completely and utterly blew my mind. That you could open a door and just enter such an unreality from your everyday life seems inconceivable, but you can. With the dress removed, her figure was even more unbelievable than I can put into words. Photos or video can never compare. Those breasts are surely the work of the gods. What must happen when she goes about in public or God forbid to the beach, I can't even imagine. Both boys and men must just die inside at the sight of her.

But, to summarize the main points, she was very open to all sorts of activities, freely engaged with enthusiasm and fun, was generous and spontaneous with extra activities, and was ...