In the elevator we kissed and fondled each other anxiously, like beasts, he released my belt and pulled down my pants and panties to touch my pussy and ass, of course the knot in my blouse had already been undone, so when the elevator arrived at the fifth floor, I was already practically naked, I pulled up my pants as best I could without tying my belt (the panties were left inside wrinkled). Bill didn't come out of the skirmish in the elevator unscathed, I had pulled his cock out of his pants and stroked it hard, and his shirt was half unbuttoned. He struggled to get his hard cock back into his pants just before the elevator door opened.
As we got out of the elevator, still fixing our clothes, a stiff older lady coming down the hall toward the elevator saw us from afar and made a disgusted face. We walked past her laughing and ignoring her, and as we passed each other she said to me in a restrainedly low voice and without stopping walking "shameful slut! you should be ashamed of yourself!" (In Spanish: “Zorra desvergonzada, debería darte vergüenza&rdquo but I wasn't ashamed at all but horny as hell. I already had several "elevator experiences" back then, even a couple of skirmishes with complete strangers; hotel elevators have always made me horny: risky exhibitionism situations in general make me horny. Take note just in case you and I are ever alone in an elevator...
Then we went hugging and kissing straight to his room to celebrate and launch the agreement together, and to release our already irrepressible sexual desire by having the first fuck; this time I had an unstoppable multiple orgasm with his wonderful hard cock. After fucking, we rest for a while and shower together. We took it as a habit and always showered together in the hotel and in the communal showers in the building where Bill had the photo-studio.
We left the hotel and walked to Bill's studio. Bill had rented a very bright and sunny room (about 8x8 m), to use it as photo-studio. It was a nice office, with big windows all over a wall, on the third floor of a modern building in “Príncipe de Vergara” Street in the center of Madrid, not far from our hotel. There was also a small staged with a bed, two chairs, a desk and a sofa, a rope to hang the photography backgrounds and the typical photographic equipment: tripods, flashes, umbrellas and so on. Before the photo-sessions he was my hairdresser and makeup, he also painted my nails or put on and take off false nails. With a razor and shaving foam and scissors he fixed my pubic hair the first day, leaving it in the shape of a feather. As my pubic hair was still long but well groomed (the fashion of the time), during the sessions he occasionally combed it with a brush, which reminded me of the naughty things I had done in public for José Manuel and his friends using the handle of a hairbrush as a dildo four years before on "Miss Erotic Lingerie Night” in Bilbao.
In the photo sessions I would get into position first and Bill would look at me through the camera and adjust the lights, flashes and umbrellas, and sometimes blend those lights with daylight by controlling the opening of the curtains. If it was a photo in which he had to be hard-on, we would play a bit without kissing so as not to remove my lipstick and then we would get into position, and if he had to introduce his cock into “any hole" he would lubricate me first (not the mouth, of course!) and then I made it as easy as possible for him to enter. Then he would take a test instant photo with the self-timer (he had Polaroid and Kodak instant cameras), we'd split up and he'd check how the photo had turned out. In view of the result, we adjusted our positions a little, he penetrates me again and shot another instant photo, normally three or four polaroids before going to the reflex camera... Let's suppose that he already liked how it turned out; then we would join again, and he would shoot five or six photos with the reflex camera and cross fingers so that when he developed the slides everything would be fine (Bill liked Kodachrome 25 slides which I knew very well from my work with Javi). In short, each photo could easily take an hour and a half!
Those who think that doing porn is a lot of fun have no idea. Certainly, is not unpleasant at all! But it is tiring to have to do so many repetitions sometimes in awkward positions and try not to move or blink (very important) so that the photo does not go wrong or out of focus. Doing professional porn is not like taking pictures of you fucking with your girlfriend; it is very difficult and requires a lot of preparation and experience from both the photographer and the models; and in this case Bill was the photographer and one of the models! I already had a lot of experience because although most of my photos were artistic nudes: much easier to take than a porn photo, I had posed for porn many times over the past four years, first with Txema and then with Javi. In any case, the porn photos that Bill took were much more professional and harder to do, than those of Txema (a photographer I met four years before) or Javi. They were very good nude photographers, Javi especially, but they only touched on porn tangentially, while Bill was a specialized porn photographer fighting in a market as extremely competitive as the porn market of the 80s in the USA.
After each photo, we both had to take a break, have a drink and a snack. Every one or two photos we had to take a shower, because although it was not hot in the room so that my boobs were more perky and my nipples harder; however, a lot of physical effort was made and sometimes the two bodies in contact without moving for so long could be a bit suffocating. To keep my nipples hard Bill also put ice cubes on my tits from time to time.
In other words, in a morning working from 8:00 to 14:00, only four or five elaborate photos could be taken at most. It is true that Bill took advantage of the breaks to take impromptu photos, which was when in general the two of us ended up getting totally horny and having real sex; not in general in the formal photos, except in the ones that were blowjobs or Bill cumming on me, which were the easiest. Sure enough, people walking down the hall outside the office where the studio was located heard some of my orgasms (I'm noisy, I admit), but we didn't care.
Regarding the anal sex photos, those were really difficult, because the preparation of my little hole took time and taking out and inserting his cock between Polaroid and Polaroid was not feasible, so we only did two of that style. Early Thursday afternoon Bill and I did one of the anal sex photos, which took a long time, and Bill ended up cumming inside me; I got very excited because he did it very well, but I didn't have an orgasm even though I was about to. That night when we returned to the hotel after dinner, I was horny as a bitch in heat, and I begged Bill to impale me by sticking all the way up his cock into my ass, and when I felt his spurt of semen inside me, I came without needing him to touch my pussy. It has been the only time in my life that I had an anal orgasm.
The normal thing is that I came once or twice in the morning and another two or three in the afternoon, and as Bill had to control himself only came two or three times during the workday. When Bill and I really had wild sex, it was “at home after work”. A fuck after taking a little nap before taking a shower to go out to dinner (or sex in the shower...), another fuck when we get back to the hotel and another in the middle of the night. In short, according to my diary, I came four times on Wednesday, six times on Thursday and Friday, seven times on Saturday and three times on Sunday (two in the middle of the night and one before saying goodbye). Four of the orgasms were multiple (Bill gave me two multiple orgasms with his vibrator, the other two with his real cock on Saturday Bareback).
We showered there at least three times a day in the public men shower room of the building, because doing porn makes you sweat a lot and there are also sexual fluids, especially semen, which if they dry take on an unpleasant colour and can spoil a good photo and can also irritate the skin causing reddish spots that may take two or three days to disappear. Not forgetting the fake semen flour paste, that turns into carpenter's glue when it dries.
Every time I showered, I also dried my hair naked in the men's shower room, like it was nothing, with the electric dryer that was there. When Bill finished showering and drying off with his towel, he put on his robe and went back to the studio to get everything ready for the next session. I then stayed alone naked in the men’s showers drying my hair for at least five more minutes. I could have put my robe on but being seen naked by the naked men there was fun and made me horny, some of them stared at me in silence for a long time with obvious pleasure (theirs and mine) with medium hard cocks that moved up and down in their struggle wanting to harden and their owner's control not to.
When I was the only one who needed a shower, I kept going alone to the men's shower room; I never entered the women's. I get the impression that the men on other floors in the building thought ours was the best shower room, because the room was too crowded all the time. And that some who never used to shower, suddenly felt the need to shower several times a day. There is nothing like "motivation" to encourage good habits...
Several times when I was there alone someone paid me elegant compliments “piropos”, which I always acknowledged with a shy smile and a "muchas gracias". One even dared to come over naked and started flirting with me ("Where are you from? How old are you? What's your name? Do you work here? Do you come here often?... Dude! if you start flirting with a naked girl in a shower room at least work it out a little more) I played along answering his silly questions smiling at him: when his cock started going from half-hard to three quarters-hard I asked him to dry my back and I turned around offering him my wet bum and he only dared to rub the tops of my shoulders with the towel for about two seconds. He was embarrassed, said “goodbye” and vanished, it was fun and exciting. Obviously, I didn't want anything with him, just to laugh a little, besides he could tell his buddies how he fucked hard a hot chick under the shower jet in the office…
When I would go back to the studio, be alone or with Bill, I usually wore the belt loose and my robe not very well closed, I am a naughty exhibitionist slut: you are warned.
Most of the men there were young or middle-aged professionals with college educations, as it was a "young entrepreneur" building. And they used to go to shower there after going for a run or a bike ride, taking advantage of a break at work, so many of them were in very good shape, so I enjoyed seeing them naked as much or more than they did me. That was heaven for an uninhibited exhibitionist girl like me.
He also took some photos in our hotel room, and at late night he made me pose naked in the corridor of the rooms, the stairs, the armchairs on the stair landing and the elevator: I was all the time very naughty, and the risk makes me even more daring and horny, so I didn't refuse anything he asked me.
By the way: I didn't show up again for the congress...
The Saturday Bareback in the morning, the building was practically empty, so Bill asked me to come out of the studio naked to take some photos of me in different places of the building. Before leaving the room, I asked him, "Would you take my robe so I can put it on if we run into someone? And Bill smiling and winking at me said: "that would be the reasonable think to do, but I know that being completely naked, very far from your clothes and with no possibility of covering up is going to turn you on even more, and I want that. It should be added that Bill got along very well with the building's janitor, an older Colombian guy, Pablo, who had lived in Chicago for many years and with whom Bill spoke and joked every day in American English slang. Apparently, Bill had warned him that if he sees the elevator go from one floor to another in a strange way, it would be him taking naked pictures of me around the building, and he also asked him to borrow the keys to the upper terrace; the good relationship and the tip of 1,000 pesetas that he gave him had an effect. Pablo always greeted me when we arrived to the building and said nice but hot compliments (piropos) in Spanish.
But I insist: the building was "almost" empty, but not quite. Sometimes there were footsteps in the corridors, phones ringing, doors opening and closing, or the noise of the elevator. Bill took pictures of me in the hallways on our floor, in front of the windows on the landings on our floor, and of course in the men’s shower room and in the conferences room. Then he took me to the elevator and pressed the button for the seventh floor, and when the elevator started, he said to me: "Do you realize that you are going to be completely naked and without the possibility of covering yourself, very far from your clothes, on a terrace in a public building in the center of Madrid, four floors above the studio? What would happen if I left you there naked? He knew that saying that would excite me even more, so I hugged him, kissed him and took his hand to my wet pussy.
The last photos were on the terrace with a self-timer, me on my knees in front of him giving him a blowjob, with the nearby buildings in the background.
When we got back to the elevator, Bill said to me, "I have to return the keys of the terrace to the concierge." And instead of pressing the button for the third floor, he pressed the one for the ground floor: I already imagined why. When we got out of the elevator, Bill said, "Aura please, come with me" and we headed to the front desk where the concierge was. He and Bill spoke again in slang while the concierge looked at me with obvious pleasure and I smiled at him without trying to cover myself: remember I was fully naked.
I understood that they were saying some dirty things about me, then Pablo gave me a bucket and a mop and Bill took a few pictures of me and the janitor pretending that I was mopping the floor naked following his instructions, and me kneeling in front of the janitor rubbing the floor with a wet rag. For the last photo, Bill asked me to get closer to Pablo and told him to hold my waist and grab one of my tits with the other hand, and then Bill shot a burst of photos of Pablo and me laughing and joking.
Pablo was very nice at all times, and the three of us joked and laughed a lot, that was a funny situation. In the elevator to the third floor, Bill told me that he had promised Pablo two or three photos of him holding me naked and touching my tits. Bill said: "Aura, Pablo is a good guy, and he has done me many favors these days, he deserves the tips and the photos, I'll mail the photos to him as soon as I get back to the states”.
It had been “one of the most” exciting and risky exhibitionist adventures of my life, though not “the most” ... and I couldn't wait any longer for him to fuck me. We fucked bareback on the bed in the studio with the curtains and the door full open... I'm sure Pablo could hear my orgasm from the ground floor.
The last day, Sunday 15th, after breakfast we went back to the room for the bareback farewell fuck, then we had a shower together as usual and then I packed the luggage.
Before leaving the hotel room, Bill gave me a leather folder that contained an envelope with the money agreed in the contract in US$ notes, plus other envelope with a very good tip and an intimate short note, also a few instant photos from the Wednesday tests and other ones that are also defective but about we both had especially good memories (he couldn’t send me copies of the ones to be published because of the copyright).
In the back of a photo of us he wrote his personal phone number and told me that if I ever went to the USA, I would call him to repeat something similar to this adventure: perhaps less photos but even more sex. I also told him that if he ever returned to any part of Spain, to call me and I would go to meet him; but that time I was not going to accept any money. We both made that promise to each other and sealed it with a passionate kiss. He already had my personal address and phone number on the contract.
The truth is that I had completely forgotten about the money and the contract, and when I saw all that amount of money, I was embarrassed to accept it (was about 7 monthly salaries of me at the time). Have been four days of non-stop intense sex with a very attractive and nice guy, who caused me countless very intense orgasms, and I had a real great time, so I wanted to give it back to him. In the first place, I didn't accept his offer because of the money, but because I really wanted to do with him everything he suggested: porn photos, sex and living together for four days enjoying a wonderful erotic adventure.
He didn't accept the money back and told me he was embarrassed to give me such a poor gift for the most sexually intense four days of his life and for such a bunch of wonderful photos. He also told me that he had many customers eager to buy all his photos and he knew that with the ones he had taken he would earn ten times the money of my contract.
A very intimate and romantic dedication was written in Spanish on the envelope that I didn't want to show my husband so as not to upset him, because in those four days, in addition to sex, there were certain feelings of love in the relationship. Bill and I came to have feelings for each other that go way beyond the purely sexual, I cannot deny it. But finally, fourteen years later, Dani convinced me; Bill in the note says:
When I read it, I was moved and tears came to my eyes (Dani says that I am “de lágrima fácil&rdquo, I hugged him and said: "Bill, you know that I love you too" and we kissed in a kiss of love that lasted a long time, although to me was too short.
We leaved the room together, no check-out was necessary for me because the day before I already paid for my hotel room at reception (though I only sleep there the night of my arrival to Madrid), and Bill walked with me down the street carrying my suitcase to the bus station, the two of us holding each other like lovers. We kissed before getting on the bus and I said goodbye to him from the window. I have to admit that my stomach knotted, and tears came again to my eyes when the bus started.
Two years later, Bill sent me a personal and intimate letter full of feelings and memories and saying that the calendar had been a success: he had sold about two thousand copies; also, erotic deck cards, and many of the photos had been published in various erotic magazines in the USA and UK. Aside from the calendars he had managed to post a few of the more sexually explicit photos on “Screw” (the name says it all), and a few soft photos on “Beaver Hunt”, and some nude photos of me on “Perfect 10”, “Club” and “Club International” (UK). In addition, the rest of the photos had been sold to his private regular customers.
He told me that he had surprisingly made a lot of money from my non-porn nude photos and portraits, so he had gradually gotten into the soft porn and artistic nude arena, which also saved him from lawsuits which were sweeping the scene of the porn in the USA at the time. He wrote: "Aura, you can rest easy: So far I have earned with our photos twenty times the money I gave you; sometimes i think I scammed you, I didn't mean to, sorry". Indeed, twenty times was a very nice amount. I have to say that at that time the “peseta” was very devalued; what he paid me in US$ perhaps wasn't much in the USA, I don’t know, but was a lot of money in “pesetas” in Spain at the time ("peseta" was the currency in Spain before the euro).
Bill also told me in his letter that many people had asked him who this sexy and exotic model was and demanded for more photos of me. One of his best private clients even insisted on traveling to Spain and "meeting" me in person.
I answered him with a long very intimate letter full of feelings that you can probably imagine, but that I'm not going to tell you or Dani: don't be angry with me please. But I'll summarize it for you: yes, I fell in love with Bill a little bit myself, but with that other type of love that is different from the one I feel for Dani. I can love two men at the same time in different ways and that "my heart is like a guest house" (Dani always adds: and other parts of your body too). Although I must admit that this time, I was in love with three men at the same time! Dani as always, Javi and Bill, this is my romantic record!
The fact is that a few months later Javi, through his contacts in bookstores and magazine stores in Bilbao got two porn magazines from the USA where some of my photos are! And Javi had to admit that indeed the photos were very good; but believe it or not, he never let me have a look at the magazines! But I don't care, I have it all etched in my memory and keep a few photos of Bill and I, though being defective test photos all of them still have a very special value for me. Javi did show the magazines to Dani, who told me that the photos were excellent and truly exciting and hot. He also told me: “you don't want to know how many men have jerked off with your photos!”. But he was wrong: I would have liked to know.
A couple of times Bill and I exchanged Christmas cards and then gradually lost touch.
Youth and experiences like that pass quickly and don't come back. I often miss the crazy adventures I had in my youth, and I don't regret any of the things I did.
Goodbye Bill! Good luck! We will meet again; I still love you.
Aura
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#A confession:
I have not wanted to write this explicitly in this Post or in its Part 1, but I recognize it here and I write it so that you do not think that I am deceiving myself or think you are a fool: I know that I really was an escort (or a classy prostitute if you will) for 5 days for Bill, I know it and I I knew and that aroused me a lot. On the other hand it was by no means the first time that I had done circumstantially freelance escort services (I never did that for the "gift" but because I am so kinky, yes), since the first time was already in Venezuela in Puerto La Cruz 10 years before this adventure, and also later Already in Spain. What I really did was accompany Bill as an escort during a quasi-vacation that Bill took to get to know Spain, and above all he got to know me very thoroughly... The other times I did it was when men mistook me for an escort in hotel bars and I accepted as if I were really one and I didn't get them out of their mistake. As always I insist: never married men.
Photo, in Seville when I was 27, giving my services at the hotel room of a guy I hooked in the bar. When we finished I tried to return him the "gift" he gave me, but he was so happy and satisfied that didnt accept the gift back.
Eres una aventurera realmente atrevida!
Estás guapísima y deseable en esta foto! Estoy seguro de que tu cliente se quedó más que satisfecho, no me extraña que no quisiera que le devolvieras el "regalo" que seguro era insignificante frente a todo lo que tu le diste a él a cambio. Pero vista la foto, lo que me extraña es que no quisiera contratar tus servicios amateur más veces.
@davidmontroy
Gracias David. De hechó, "sí" quiso quedar conmigo y me propuso formalmente un acuerdo, algo así como una "suscripción mensual" a mis servicios a un precio reducido, pero aun bastante alto la verdad. La verdad es que era todo un caballero, francamente muy guapo y que además follaba muy bien. Sin embargo no era tan buen fotógrafo como puedes ver, pero no me contrató realmente para que posara para él sino para que follara con él
Lo que sucedió es que él era de Valladolid y estaba de viaje de trabajo, como yo, en Sevilla, y Valladolid está muy lejos de donde yo vivía entonces; de otra forma, tal vez hubiera aceptado su oferta ¿porqué no?
@davidmontroy
Por cierto, si te fijas bien no llevaba mi anillo de matrimonio Cuando hago de escort me lo quito siempre, a los tíos les gusta pagar por estar con chicas solteras, pero cuando estoy con un ligue "normal" generalmente me lo dejo puesto. Mis técnicas, ya sabes
@Mibelayze
Buen fotógrafo? excelente! menuda foto te hizo! Una pregunta íntima: la foto la hizo antes de follarte o después? porque si fue después está claro que quería ver su semen saliendo de tu coño, pues seguro que le dejaste follarte a pelo i tu calculadora de fertilidad te dijo que OK... Aura, Aura, las escorts de verdad no follan a pelo nunca
@davidmontroy
Empezando por el final, yo no soy ni nunca he sido una escort, solo he sido una "guarrilla" a la que la excita hacer reales a veces ciertas fantasías que muchas mujeres tienen pero la mayoría no se atreven. Yo nunca he pedido dinero a un hombre a cambio de sexo (en la época en que fui la puta de Lalo sí lo hice algunas veces, pero eso era a la fuerza porque el me obligaba a hacerlo y por tanto no cuenta); yo lo que he hecho es aceptar algunas veces, siempre forma muy parecida a como en el caso de Bill. Por ejemplo, en la aventura en Sevilla de este comentario la conversación ligando en el bar fue hacia que yo era modelo y posaba desnuda para un artista, y el me propuso hacerme una sesión de fotos y me ofreció pagarme para eso (eso me ha pasado otras cuantas veces), aunque los dos sabíamos que la cantidad tan grande que me ofreció era porque la finalidad no era hacerme unas fotos sino echarme un polvo (fueron dos polvos realmente) Y yo acepté a sabiendas de lo que se trataba. La foto fue justo después del primer polvo, en efecto le dejé follarme sin condón y lo que él quería era que se viera su semen chorreando de mi coño, y aunque me llenó pero bien llena me lo echó muy dentro y era tan espeso que tardó en salir y salió poco, por eso inmediatamente después de hacerme esta, me hizo otra foto de "detalle" yo estando en esa misma postura y la cámara a un palmo de mi coño, en esa sí se ve salir parte de su corrida. SI se da la ocasión la pondré o te la haré llegar si quieres. Las fotos que hizo eran diapositivas y me envió copias al de unos días a la dirección de apartado de correos que Dan y yo siempre hemos tenido.
Un beso
Aura
@Mibelayze
Ya sabes que a mi me excita especialmente tu faceta de escort amateur, te lo he dicho varias veces. En cuanto a la foto en que sale un poco de la corrida... podría ponerla aquí, !por favor!
@davidmontroy
Es una foto bastante mal hecha y desenfocada, pero la subiré aquí
@Mibelayze
Estoy esperando la foto...
Auí tienes la foto, siento la mala calidad
Un beso
Aura
Hmm. I see what you say here, and I see how thinking that would have turned you on. But you had a contract for the photo shoot and indeed there was evidence that the shoot was real! So the sex, which sounds like it was great! Was surely colateral damage! Ha hah!
Kisses to you gorgeous Aura. You have me enslaved! G
@Geedub1956
Hi G,
“Collateral damage” 😂 yes, I asume it can be viewed that way.
Kiss 😘
Aura
@Mibelayze
Aura, me encanta esa foto!
Una foto, para ser buena, no tiene porqué ser una buena foto.
Gracias por haberte tomado el esfuerzo de buscarla, prepararla y subirla aquí.
Me gustaría ver más fotos de esa ocasión en Sevilla si es posible.
!Estábas guapísima! y me imagino que esto fue en verano o poco después pues estás muy bronceada, deliciosa.
@davidmontroy
Hi David, if you don't mind, I will answer you in English because my friend Geedub is also following and participating in this line of comments.
First, my stage in Seville was at the beginning of December, but in summer I tanned as a Taitian girl, so I still kept a good part of my summer colour
Here you have two more photos, I have still a few ones more left.
At one point I was about to write a post about my adventures as an amateur escort, although apart from Lalo's time, when I was really a quasi-professional hooker for a short time, there are few other amateur escort adventures, being Bill's in Madrid, and that of Ignacio in Granada the most interesting ones I think.
However, in the end I did not wrote it because there would be many readers who would not like this facet of mine, and because Blogland imposes a lot of censorship and difficulties on posts that deal with this topic. Even when writing about things I did being Lalo's whore I have had to suppress and soften many parts, and speak in code about others when talking about providing my services to clients; however, some of those things are just interesting and funny anecdotes, nothing unpleasant ever happened to me and them all behaved very well with me.
Kiss
Aura
@Mibelayze
So great photos! You look so gorgeous!
Thanks for posting them, I am being too bold if I say I would like to see the rest?
@davidmontroy
yes, you are bold! and I like it, so as a reward I promise to add here the rest of the photos, LOL
@davidmontroy
Hi, I tell you a bit more about this adventure.
He liked to play the fantasy of the girl friend, that is to say, the two of us going for a walk through Seville as if we were an engaged couple. They have asked me for this fantasy a few times, that is, they want the escort they have hired to accompany them and behave in public as if she were their girlfriend or wife for an afternoon, a day, or even a whole long weekend, as I have done last December and I have told briefly in a previous Post (I don't remember which one now).
We flirted in the hotel bar at lunchtime, then we went up to his room to take the photos and have sex for the first time. Later we went for a walk in Seville and visited some monuments together (it was on that walk that he proposed to me that we see each other periodically), then we went back to the hotel, fucked again and said goodbye.
We didn't spend the night together, although I would have liked it, because he was leaving very early the next morning.
Here you can see two photos he take if I remember well in Torre del Oro.
I will add the rest of the photos I have (not many) in a few minutes.
Kiss
Aura
@davidmontroy
The rest of the photos.
The Hotel was four stars, though it was a bit... shabby
Kiss
Aura
@Mibelayze
Hola Aura,
This is a post in a post, you could have written a full post with this adventure of yours
And I am curious... apart from Dan, which of your friends know you made real a few times the amateur escort fantasy?
I guess not all of them.
Great girl-friend photos by the way!!!! And the naked ones!! I have no words! Thank you guapa
@davidmontroy
Hi David,
As I have already told you before, I do not want to insist too much on these adventures as an escort. It's really been very few times that I've done it (apart from Lalo's time, in which I had to do it quite a few times but it wasn't long). More than 99% of my sexual adventures have been apart from this facet, and I don't want my readers (or the possible candidate to special friend ) to think that I am a hooker or that I am going to ask "something" to him in exchange for sex; which I have never done nor will I ever do. Sure you understand me.
About the friends who know I have done that fantasy: Dan, José Manuel, Nestor, Francis, sir Ulf. I never told Dean about it, he is a complex person full of psychological traumas and with some religious prejudices, so I decided not tell him . If he reads my Blog he will be surprised and I am sure he is not going to like this part, he's more finicky and prissy than you might believe.
A kiss
Aura
@Mibelayze
Yes, I fully understand what you mean, good decision not to insist too much on this topic though some of us readers can find it very exciting.
Reading your posts, the behaviour of Dean always puzzled me.
Thanks for sharing and the wonderful photos.
@Mibelayze great set of photos. You look stunning as always. So beautiful! In some your nipples are clearly pointing skywards! I think we all know what that means! G xxxx
@Geedub1956
Hi G!
yes, it means what it seems
Kiss
Aura
Hi my dear friend Aura
Interesting adventure! I think you should tell more about Paco. As well as I have been your fuck-buddy for 43 years !!!! As you told me, "Paco" has been your faithful and constant client for 35 years, hiring you sporadically, and having given you a very-VIP card from his department stores with which they give you everything at cost price
You introduced him to me in 2015 at his store, do you remember? When I bought for you the "souvenir bracelet" from the "crazy night" at your house. What patience good old Dan had watching us grope all evening in front of him! You were radiant naked and naughty trying to tempt Dan and me into a threesome, but I think what we did was at the end even more kinky and exciting.
Un beso, guapa, te hecho de menos!
N
@RotsenOgimautb
You cannot resist to confirm who you are! LOL
Paco is not a client, but a good friend. I don't have clients but friends and you know it I am just a slut, and... you are a bad boy N.
Muchas gracias Aura por este maravilloso relato, en el ha aflorado de lo más profundo de mi pensamiento, vivencias que ya no recordaba, por lo dificil de mis últimos seis años, cuando he reeleido esta segunda parte, al cabo de horas salió de lo profundo, y entendí, esa excitación que tenías, al tener que subir a la azotea desnuda, y sin posibilidad de poder ponerta algo que te cubriese en caso de necesidad, pues como te decía, en mi primer domicilio en las islas, las casa era de tres plantas, como casi todas las de alli, los cuartos de lavado de cada piso y de tender estaban en la azotea, como en febrero, es denoche practicamente a las seis, pues cuando terminaba el trabajo, al llegar a casa o tenía que subir unas veces a lavar ropa, o a recoger la seca, así que un día me dige, que se sentirá subir a recogerla desnudo y bajar con ella, así que pensado y hecho, el problema era que abía que subir dos plantas, y claro el problemón era la gran erección que el morbo me producía, como justificar estar así de empalmado y desnudo, pero subí, y baje cion la ropa limpia, por eso entiendo muy bién tu ecitación morbosa de estar arriba en la azotea desnuda, desdeluego es una sensación maravillosa, por lo menios para ti y para mi, un beso
Hola Sento:
Sí, fue excitante, no porque alguien pudiera verme desnuda, eso no me ha dado nunca apuro, pero porque me pudiera ver desnuda en un sitio donde no debería estarlo. No me excita estar desnuda en una playa nudista, es lo que se supone, pero en una azotea... y con un hombre vestido a mi lado es muy diferente. Tú hiciste lo mismo pero solo, aunque al bajar al menos tenías la ropa o trapos que habías descolgado para cubrirte, pero yo iba en "pelota picada" y sin nada para taparme. Luego lo de las fotos que hicimos en el hall con el conserje fue muy divertido la verdad, pero por supuesto no me daba corte que el conserje me devorara con los ojos ni que me cogiera las tetas para las fotos y me sobara el culo... la mano se le "resbaló sin querer" de mi cintura LOL
Aura
Se me olvidaba decirte. Igual deberías leer el Post 24 ahra después de haber leio lo de Bill en Madrid. Es una aventura smilar en Granada, un año después de Bill, pero tuvo una cierta continuidad después.
Un beso
Aura
Buenos días Aura, no son piropos, si no aquello que mis ojos ven, y mandan a mi cerebro, que despues del proceso, montan esa imagen maravillosa de tu cuerpo, si a ello acompañan unas fotos maravillosamente realizadas, y se nota que son de profesionales, puesto que buscan el lugar, la luz y la postura adecuada, pues todo ello junto hacen que tu seas lo verdaderamente maravillosa que narras y que nuestros ojos ven, como te dije anteriormente, te tengo una envidia sana, por haber sabido vivir tu vida, y que nada ni nadie te haya privado de ello, así como contar con un marido totalmente entregado a ti, a tu carño y a vuestro amor, sabiendo saparar loq ue es la relación de pareja, de lo que es la vida y si se quiere llamar así, las necesidades de sexo de cada uno, un beso Aura
Muchas gracias de nuevo Sento
Un beso
Aura
Francamente Aura, tienes un cuerpo espectacular, y como modelo eres maravillosa,eencimaas tenido la suerte de conocer profesionales de la fotografía, que han sabido realzar aun más tus encantos y belleza, la vida ha sabido bendecirte con un cuerpo maravilloso, una mente perfectamente abierta, y tu as sabido sacar todo el provecho a esa cosas, envidia te tengo, pero una envidia sana
Hola Sento:
Muchas gracias por tus bonitas palabras, muy bonitos piropos
Aura
Very nice story. You are a very beautiful and sexy woman
Thx Lkn
Kiss
Aura
That was so intense. Also some great photos. One of your posts (15) was asking which photo was our favourite. In it I chose no 5. I believe that was the same shoot as the last picture here?
Hi G, yes, yes, the photo
there was in the same photo shoot by Bill, I told you yesterday 😘 as answer when you said me photo 5 was your favourite.
💋
incredible
Was a long time ago, but is fresh in my memory. Also the photos and the writings in my diary help a lot to not forget.
Kisses
Aura