Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; etc; etc;—then, I account it high time to get out to see… an escort. The first time I saw Aimee I was traveling to NYC for work. As a former marketer I know that advertising is usually bullshit and lies, but miraculously Aimee’s ad ended up being spot on. She really was a top-heavy, 5’10”, 115lb drop dead gorgeous sex kitten, with skills to match. In any field there are certain things that set you apart from the competition and Aimee giving me a blow job from her knees as I was leaving, then telling me to take a mental snapshot of my load on her new tits certainly set her apart. Needless to say she left an impression, so anytime she toured down to DC I made sure to arrange a meeting with her and have a fun hotel romp.
On our third visit we were comfortable enough with each other that I opened up about some fantasies around photo shoots and she let me take a couple photos of her with her phone. It was super fucking hot and she loved posing for me, which got me rock hard. Later I was laying on my back while she was giving me a grade-A, paid-for gluck gluck 9000 and she handed me her phone to video her art on my 7″ canvas. Aimee started really turning up the dirty talk at this point and putting on even more of a show: extra slurping, deep throating to the max, and coming up for big gulps of air before I shoved her head back down my length. We started fucking with me filming POV and I got some amazing shots of her lips giving my shaft the velvet grip treatment. In the back of my head I knew this was probably ending up on her OF, so I was cautious with making sure my face stayed out of frame and avoiding mirrors, but ultimately I was turned on by the thought being able to watch it later. It also turns out that later on I got insanely turned on by seeing her use the pictures I took as part of her advertising on social. This hatched the scene for our fourth encounter: a full on photoshoot fantasy where the model ends up taking down the photographer. I know it’s pumpkin-spice latte level basic, but I’m a simple man.
Story of our 4th encounter to come since I have to get back to my job that allows me to generate these cherished memories…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qdh6v7/filming_of_content_with_an_escort_mf_part_1