In Plain Sight: An Escort's Story - Part 4 - Sex Stories

In Plain Sight: An Escort's Story - Part 4

... hands under waistband of my panties and pulled. “Rip them.” The material gave with a loud tearing sound. Giggling rolled out of me uncontrolled, “You know, those panties cost more than I make in a day.” Mr. Keller paused and looked down between my legs at my bald pussy. I quickly moved my hands to cover my pussy. “I don’t care how much they cost. I’ll buy you a hundred pairs, two hundred pairs, whatever,” Mr. Keller said while lowering his head between my legs. “What are you doing?” I asked knowingly with a smile on my face. “You really don’t know?” Mr. Keller asked while lightly moving my hands to the side. “I know but I just wanted to hear you say it,” I said while biting my lip. “I’m going to pull back the skin covering your clit. Like this,” Mr. Keller said and did. “Then I’m going to make my tongue nice and wet. You’re going to have to figure out the narrative for yourself because my tongue’s going to be a bit busy,” Mr. Keller said and promptly started to flick his tongue on my clit. “Ohhh fuck me,” I groaned. Mr. Keller paused, “I love the enthusiastic invitation but you’re going to have to wait a few minutes.” I’m not sure how to describe the sound I made but I was trying to say “Oh Shut up” but it came out as if some alien being had entered my body and was trying to come out through my mouth. It started low, became a whimper of increasing tone and end as a straight up moan that only ended because the alien had pushed all the air out of my lungs. I tried to suck ...

... air back into my lungs but all I could manage to do was squeeze my legs around Mr. Keller’s head while pulling his face deeper into my pussy. I had no control over my body and my legs were quivering. Not like you would shake your leg to a song but a rapid fire twitching that I couldn’t stop. In addition to this my face contorted into what I can only imagine was ugliest face a human has ever made with my mouth and eyes as wide open as they could possibly be. At that moment I realize that I had never had an orgasm. The reason that I knew I had never had an orgasm before was because the way my body was responding to the rapid fire flicking of Mr. Keller’s tongue on my clit was something I had never experienced before. “Oh God, please, stop, stop, stop, stop,” I pleaded. “Maybe in a minute or two. You taste nice,” Mr. Keller smiled up at me. “No, no, no, no, noooooooo, ohhhhh, fuckkkkkkk,” I blurted out as my hands and arms started to spasm and my stomach clinched tight. In a matter of seconds my breathing turned to short quick pants and my thighs locked around Mr. Keller’s head. Just as my first spasm stopped Mr. Keller then slipped a finger deep into my pussy causing me to thrash backward arching completely off the couch except for where my head was touching the couch and my legs were on Mr. Keller’s shoulders. Finally, the surge of alien life left my body again and I started to relax, well, collapse might be a better word because I just slumped back onto the couch. Mr. Keller ...