“Tell me, what do you like?”

“Diana’s” Teutonic accent made the request even more erotic. As she helped me out of my clothes, my cock was already aching. So I told her what I liked.

Then she was on her knees.

My arousal has been heightened this season, so I carved out some time from the holiday business to visit this tall, mature European lady at her hotel room. She was visiting for a few days. Our conversation prior to her inquiry was pleasant if brief. She comes from a well-educated family (her father was a professor of physics; her mother was a school principal). She had wanted to see the world, so when she was younger she supported herself by stripping. She then took my hand and led the way to the edge of the bed. She removed her red bra and displayed her sizable augmented breasts.

I felt her hands stroke my cock. Then, as she looked up at me with her green eyes, I watched as it disappeared between her glossy lips.

Sexquisite.

My fingers ran through her silky blond hair before I placed the palm of my hand on the back of her head. I gently guided her efforts.

We moved onto the bed. I lay on my back and, after the condom was applied, she straddled me. As she rode me cowgirl, she presented me once again with a view of her round tits. She relentlessly fucked me, her body gyrating on top of mine. But I wanted more. She acceded to my request, and I bent her over the bed. I admired the curvature of her back and waist and the roundness of her ass. Then I fucked her hard, grasping a handful of her hair with my left hand. I went at it for quite a while, until my body shuddered, and I gasped.

After we dismounted and cleaned up, we spoke a little more. She originally came to the U.S. on a student visa to study marketing. She mentioned that escorting is more lucrative in America than in Europe. She said she was preparing to tour the Carolinas before Christmas. Before we knew it, our hour was nearing its end. Her lingerie came back on. I dressed. She escorted me to the door of her hotel room.

“Take care, darling.”

“Are you a boob or butt man?”

I confessed to her as we sat on the bed that I had a deep admiration for both a woman’s chest and her posterior. “Emma” was certainly blessed with both physical attributes. Meanwhile I couldn’t help but notice her breasts as revealed through her lacy lingerie.

I noticed Emma on social media. Her girl next door vibe (plus her appealing tits and ass) was alluring enough for me to book an appointment with her when she visited from the metropolis.

On the afternoon of our date, I spotted a tall, curvy redhead wearing a short red dress in the lobby. I greeted her there since the hotel required a room key to get to her floor. We accompanied one another to her room, where she hopped on the bed. I sat next to her, and we started to get to know each other. A lingering trace of a southern accent betrayed her origins. She did most of the talking, much of it about her “civilian” job. (She fantasized about having sex with a client on the desk in her office.) She showed me a sexy Advent calendar she just purchased. Meanwhile she lightly caressed my arm and thigh, putting her head on my shoulder. She kissed me, lightly at first, then more deeply.

I excused myself to take a shower and left the donation just outside the bathroom. When I returned from the bathroom, she was sprawled across the bed in a sexy black bodysuit with a seductive smile on her face. Despite her overt eroticism, she managed to maintain a certain semblance of innocence. (She vaguely reminded me of a girl in college I lusted over.) I made my way over to her, draped only in a towel. She leaned toward me and nibbled my ear as she ran her fingers across my chest. She started rubbing my cock through the towel. I was rock hard at this point. My hands caressed her breasts through her lingerie. She unwrapped the towel and started to slowly stroke me. We started kissing. She moved down and sensually took me into her mouth. I felt her tongue flick around the head of my cock.

Not wanting to climax too quickly, I ask her to disengage. I worked my way down her body, positioning my face between her legs. She was wet. She moaned that she loved her taste on my mouth.

She slipped on a condom. She moved on top for cowgirl, pressing her fingers in my chest as she rode me. She leaned her body into mine, nibbling on my ear. I sucked on her nipples. I asked her to get on her hands and knees. She grabbed a vibrator from her bag before presenting her ass in the air. I moved behind her. She guided my cock inside her, then positioned the vibrator to stimulate her clit. The sensations for us both were intense, and we climaxed within minutes.

Afterward we lay in bed, still breathing heavily. Wrapping her naked body around me, she chatted about what she had been watching on Netflix lately. After awhile she reached over and started stroking my cock again. My cock responded, and she once more took me in her mouth. Again her blowjob was intense, her head bobbing up and down as she pleasured my cock. Nothing could prevent me from erupting in her mouth. She swallowed.

We snuggled in bed for a few more minutes. She talked about her education at an Ivy League school (she confessed to spending much of her time on campus hooking up) until it was time to wash up and get dressed. As I departed, she invited me to visit her when she returns to her city. I’ll consider it.

A long recovery from a respiratory virus, along with my teaching duties, my labors on my dissertation, and the always consuming obligations at church, inhibited my libido this autumn. My carnality had not been extinguished, however, and I craved the pleasures only a woman can provide. So I excused myself from my work at the parish late in the morning. A long drive awaited me. I had received a text message from “Janelle” asking to confirm the date I had scheduled with her assistant. My colleagues probably assumed I was on a pastoral visit or a trip to the seminary I’m teaching at this semester. They had no idea.

When I arrived at the upscale hotel, I called her. She answered and provided precise directions on how to navigate the lobby of the hotel. I went up the elevator and walked to the door of the room; the door was slightly open. I walked in and was greeted with a hug and a kiss. She offered me a bottle of water, and we sat down to get acquainted. She said she was flattered at the distance I had traveled to see her. Janelle is a fit California girl, and her form-fitting dress certainly highlighted her assets. As she spoke a bit about her other career as a wellness coach, my eyes peeked at her long tanned legs. And the cleavage that protruded from the top of her dress.

She invited me to clean up, so I excused myself to the bathroom and left the envelope containing the donation on the counter to take a shower. When I came out of the bathroom, she had moved to the bed wearing only a sexy black bra and panty set. I unwrapped the towel around my waist and joined her on the bed. We immediately began passionately kissing. Her tongue explored my mouth as I ran my fingers through her silky blond hair. My hands then roamed around her toned body. I reached around her back to unclasp and remove her bra. I started caressing her breasts and sucking on her responsive nipples. I pulled down her thong panties. She had me lay on my back. She kissed her way down my chest, down to my cock. She sensually stroked my cock with her hands, then teased my erect member with her tongue. Then she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock before sliding me all the way into her mouth. As she pleasured me orally, the palm of my hand guided the back of her head. Deep sighs escaped my throat.

She pulled out a condom and unrolled it on me. Then she applied some lubricant before lying on the bed. She rested her legs on my shoulders as I positioned myself to enter her. I felt her tightness surround me. She moaned as I thrust into her. I began to fuck her in earnest. She asked if I would like to take her from behind. I immediately agreed. She positioned herself on her hands and knees, presenting a magnificent view of her ass. Grabbing her hips, I slid myself back inside her. Thrusting in and out of her with increasing speed as my pelvis bounced off her ass, I was sweating from my exertions. The harder I fucked her, the deeper my fingers dug into her hips. Then she flipped her hair and looked back at me with a come-hither look.

That did it.

My cock pulsated, my body spasmed, and I erupted.

As I recovered afterward, she retrieved another bottle of water for me. We chatted on the bed some more before I noticed that I was a few minutes past our appointed time. Not wanting to detain her, I roused myself from the bed and dressed. She did likewise before escorting me to the door. She gave me a kiss, and I was out the door.

A rainy, dreary day. A good day to sneak off to perform some sexual calisthenics. I had seen “Mariel,” a blond twentysomething posting on social media. She was visiting the area, and I had set up a meeting. I drove through the rainfall and arrived at her hotel late in the afternoon. When she opened the door to her room, she met me in a short black nightgown and stockings. With her straight blond hair and bright blue eyes, she very much resembled the girl next door. Once inside, I set down the donation. After a greeting, she suddenly leaned in and started passionately kissing me. I was somewhat taken aback by her aggressiveness, but responded in kind, my hands exploring her hips and backside. She began rubbing my already throbbing cock through my pants. She unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. I lifted up her nightie, exposing her pert, natural breasts. We hurriedly undressed each other. She said we needed to move to the bed.

She lay back on the bed. I nibbled on her earlobes, then kissed her down her neck to her chest. Her sensitive nipples responded to my licks and kisses. She started breathing heavily and moaning lightly, encouraging me as I sucked on her nipples. My lips then traced down her stomach, through her pubic hair, then settled on the outer lips of her pussy. My tongue pierced inside her wetness. She was grinding against my face. I continued eating her out. She began shuddering.

She then said it was my turn. (She noticed a dollop of precum on the tip of my cock.) I lay back, she caressed my member, and she put a condom on me. My cock disappeared into her mouth. I ran my hands through her hair, staring into her big blue eyes as she pleasured me.

But I desperately wanted to be inside her.

She positioned herself again on her back. I slowly entered her. She moaned and encouraged me to fuck her. Her legs wrapped around my waist. I thrust myself into her, deeper and harder. Her fingernails pressed into my back. I wanted to take her from behind. She obliged and positioned herself accordingly – face down, ass up. I moved behind her, gripped her waist, and slowly made my way inside her. My pelvis began to smack against her soft ass cheeks. Pounding into her harder, I felt drops of perspiration run down my face and chest. I moaned as I reached my climax.

“It was so good, the neighbors lit a cigarette,” she teased as we disengaged.

We were both a bit sweaty as we cuddled in bed. We chatted. She had actually been working in construction before she decided to take the plunge and become a companion.

As the end of our session approached, we freshened up and dressed. She gave me a kiss and wished me goodbye. I exited her room and the hotel into the misty evening.

I’m decidedly an introvert. Most companions, in my experience, are more extroverted than I am. This dynamic typically guides my interactions with them.

So “Sabrina” posed a bit of a challenge.

A young, lithe, pretty brunette with the legs of a runway model, she quietly sat across from me in her hotel room wearing slinky black negligee. Her shyness made our conversation awkward. I asked her a few generic questions, but her responses were brief. She seemed unsure what to say or how to act.

I decided to take the initiative. I took her by the hand, signaling for her to rise. My hands reached for the straps of her negligee. I pulled them off her shoulders. The negligee fell to the carpet, revealing her pert breasts. I traced my finger around her areolas and nipples. My fingers then ran down her taut, flat stomach before they reached inside the elastic of her black panties. I gently pulled them down. I noticed her trimmed bush.

She remained passive as I disrobed her. She seemed rather submissive. I told her gently, but firmly, to get on her knees. She lowered her knees to the carpet, unbuckled my belt, unfastened my pants, and pulled down my underwear. She took my cock into her mouth and proceeded with a slow blowjob. My hand gripped the back of her head and gently guided her. I glanced down at her and enjoyed the sight of her servicing me. A moan escaped my lips as her mouth continued to work on my cock.

I had her stand up and move to the bed. I settled beside her. She confessed that she was getting very wet. She procured a condom and covered me. I lowered my body on top of hers and entered her. She was tight. I thrust slowly at first, eventually increasing my tempo. After a few minutes, we switched positions. I grabbed her slender waist as she started riding me cowgirl. She fucked me with a steady rhythm and slightly moaned as her body undulated on top of mine. I relished the sensations. But I wanted more. I repositioned her body and bent her over the bed. I moved behind her and penetrated her. The encounter was completely lacking in any illusion of romance, but I didn’t mind as I started to fuck her hard. I heard myself growl as my pelvis slapped against her sweet ass. I couldn’t hold out any longer, and I exploded into the condom.

After we disengaged, we cleaned ourselves up. She put her gown back on. I dressed. Hardly a word passed between us. We exchanged an awkward hug before I exited her hotel room.