Hi all. The usual, long time lurker finally caved and created a throwaway as this story comes from my single years, now happily married with kids and all. I also wanted to share this story, as it has some interesting things I would like to get feedback on.
Anyways, reading GWS reminded me of this story. Probably one of the hottest experiences of my life. The background actually is quite long, but skip to *** for the good part.
Her name was Kay (made up). She was a cute alt half Korean, half Italian girl, with big horn-rimmed glasses (I really have a thing for glasses) a bit on the curvy side. I matched with her on Tinder and we chatted here and there for a few weeks. Her profile was a bit vague, it mentioned she was going through a transition in life and was looking for company along the way. When I drilled her more about it, she simply replied that she would tell me when we met up.
Fast forward a few weeks, we finally get the opportunity to meet up. I’m meeting with friends earlier in the day, and she would be free later as well. We decide to meet up somewhere around her house and walk around the neighbourhood, as she lives in a part of town I rarely visit. I finally get off with my friends and head over to the rendezvous point and there she is. Super cute happa girl, she wore a leather skirt, ripped fishnets, knee-high boots, a t-shirt with a jean jacket on top. She wore dark lipstick and nail polish, Her hair was a simple bob cut, left a little dishevelled, and those cute glasses.
We light up a joint and continue our walk around the neighbourhood. During the walk, she finally revealed what her “transition” was, she had left her job at the bank and decided to pursue Sex therapy as a career. She said she enjoyed talking to people about their kinks and helping them resolve their issues. Well, that for 20 something-year-old me was a green light. We make it to a park and find a little secluded corner. I pin her against a pillar and we start making out hard. My hand start moving up and down her thighs and legs, as the leather skirt, fishnets and knee-highs had been driving me crazy since I first saw her. We just get started and we hear a group of people coming, so we quickly try and look normal.
Kay tells me that it’d probably be better if we just head over to her place, and I enthusiastically agreed at her suggestion. On the way back to her place, we discuss kinks. I told her about my kink about doing things in public places, thus the park fun we had and she mentions that she likes getting paid to have sex. Mentioning that it provides a sense of power and control.
We arrive at her place and we head into her room aka her office. Actually set up relatively nicely, she had her bed against the door wall. Then a small closet, desk along one side and large L shaped couch along the opposite side. The lighting was red from decorative lights she had put up all around, super relaxed. We sat on the couch and she packed up a bowl on her supermassive bong. On her coffee table by the couch was littered with random books on sex, an assortment of dildos, vibrators and different types of lube. She showed me a couple of her favourite titles, and tubes. It turned out I had not used lube until that point, so she gave me a canister as her gift to me.
Things start up again and we start where we had left off at the park, but just as things start getting really hot, she stops me and suggests I pay her $20. I was a little off-put by her request and wasn’t quite sure about the legal consequences, so I declined and continued. Eventually, she persisted and said if I didn’t pay, we wouldn’t continue. I eventually got upset, and wasn’t really into the situation, so I got up and left.
It wasn’t till a few weeks later, when I found the lube that we reconnected. As I was trying it out I did message her again thanking her for the little gift. We talked a little more about my kinks and types of things that were on my sex bucket list. One of which was mutual masturbation. We talked about her kink of getting paid, about my apprehension with prostitution etc. We finally came to an agreement that I would bring her dinner and do some chores around her house and we would do some masturbation together.
***** the good stuff *****
A few days later I come back down to her place with some Persian food I had picked up from my area. I arrive at her place, deliver the food and proceed to sweep the floor in all the common areas of her apartment.
After I finish my chores, we sit back on her couch and proceed to smoke a bowl. She explains to me that in exchange for the dinner and sweeping her floor she will masturbate in front of me, while I stroke myself. There will be nothing else no sex, no touching, as I did not pay for that. She hands me some lube and strips down to her panties. I follow her lead and strip down to my boxers. she pulls out her Hitachi and slowly going over her white panties over her pussy. My cock already hard starts poking through the hole in front of my boxers. She smiles at me and tells me to take them off. I get a handful of the lube and start stroking myself up and down the shaft slowly. She also takes off her panties, showing her beautifully shaved pussy, now glistening with pussy juice. She turns the vibrator higher, as she gets more into it, squeezing her tits through her t-shift and hips starting to gyrate. Eventually, we move closer together and she places her leg over my right. I switch to my left hand as my right-hand starts to wander, first up her inner thigh, up to her tits and almost to her pussy, before being swatted away. She wags her finger at me and reiterates what the rules were. We continue masturbating and moving closer. Now we’re making out as we going, she’s now breaking the rules and stroking my cock with one hand, while her other is still using her vib. I eventually get up and in front of her while she sit on the couch. I grab the back of her head and continue making out, my other hand finds its way down to her amazing ass, as she keeps stroking my dick. Eventually my cock makes it to her opening, and here it is rubbing all against her juices, with the vib going. This sets me off and I just start fucking her hand, I never penetrated, but the combination of her hand, slit and vibration really did it for me, and I blew my load into her hand.
After the experience, we sat bottomless on the couch together. I thanked her for the great experience, and she told me how you can have amazing erotic experiences like this without ever penetrating.
Anyway, that is all. What do ya’ll think? Was I off about her kink about getting paid? Yes, I did eventually pay her for sex once, but that’s another story if you’re interested.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jep4df/the_time_i_mutually_masturbated_with_a_sex
I think the whole “my kink is to get paid for sex” was just a ruse to justify her prostitution.