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Sweet, innocent, Alexa - Skagway Escorts
Warning: Some of this review may be considered over the top and too soft core for some member’s taste. Please read ThePlayer’s review if you want a direct review.
After reading a fellow perb’s review of Alexa, I called Luci to make an appointment. I’ve never tried Luci’s joint before but I was pleasantly surprised by the smooth operation she’s got going. The high rise is clean and parking is a snap with a mall across the street. I walked into the room to find not one but two blonds working today (the other one must have been the new girl named Michelle).
Alexa guided me to her room and offered me a drink which I gladly accepted. We chatted for a while and it became clear that she was relatively new to this biz (third day at Luci’s). I detected slight nervousness at the start but she’s an excellent conversationalist and soon we were both at ease with each other’s company. She’s attending university and is enrolled in a very difficult faculty of study which I have some experience with (props to her for aiming high).
We started with LFK and it felt like kissing a regular girl (good thing) rather than kissing a pro. She allowed me to take control and with things getting hot and heavy, I begin to DFK her passionately. With her in my arms and our bodies entangled in a hopeless mess, I continued devouring those oh so sweet lips until the world and all the problems within melted away in a blissful haze.
Slowly working my way down…kissing her ears, neck, breast, and belly, I arrived at her privates. Cursed with a hound nose, I close my eyes and gingerly took a whiff as the aroma bonded to my senses. Her distinct sweet scent that drove me crazy only minutes earlier during our embrace was magnified below. Like a powerful wave, the pheromones assaulted my olfactory and I felt an instant, deep, hunger that left me temporarily breathless.
Tenderly, my lips and tongue ran over the peaks and the valleys in delight and as I began to lose control, I stopped and asked if she wanted to use lub before I insert my fingers. Her eyes, more nebulous than before, fixated onto mine and she whispers “don’t stop…keep going”. I oblige willingly and my lips got back to work. Gently, I slid one finger deep inside her. It’s tight. Probably the tightest I’ve ever felt. I fear that a second finger is out of the question let alone my manhood.
I ask again if she’s doing ok and compliment on her tightness. She blushes and apologizes. The rhythm continues…lick, suck, caress. I feel her juices flowing and soon it starts to quench my hunger. With her privates wet, I insert another finger and the sweet rhythm continues. Her breathing gets heavier- and then heavier still. Soon I feel her quiver, then stillness.
We switch positions and those same innocent lips I stole fifteen minutes prior work their magic over my hard throbbing manhood. As she licks and sucks I let out a small laughter. Her inexperience show through as I feel her teeth ever so slightly as she glides up and down the pole. She looks up with those lost innocent eyes and asks if everything is alright. I don’t have the heart to tell her and let her continue. Her hair flows freely through my fingers and I can feel the beast within me surfacing once more.
I flip her over on her back and with my arms firmly supporting my body weight; I insert my rock hard member into her. It’s warm. It’s wet. It’s tight…really tight. Fearing of causing her pain, I rock slowly as her hands and nails work their magic on my back. I steal her lips once more and blissful merging of two separate souls into one continues. Being inside her isn’t enough and the beast emerges more forcefully. With one hand to support my body, I use the other hand to bring her leg up to my side. I want to enter her deeper, harder, and faster.
The pleasure takes over all reason and pace quickens. Deeper, harder, faster. Beads of sweat run down my youthful back and I know I’m approaching the critical zone. If I was with a lesser girl, I would have cum...then cum again…and then cum again. For you see, I’ve been blessed and cursed with being truly multi-orgasmic, without the need for a refractory period, and always having a hard on whenever I want it. But I wanted to share the other multi-orgasmic experience with this girl. The one I actually learned and have to work for.
With all my will power, I back off, cuddle her, and kiss her ardently. I can tell she’s worried about my manhood losing its hard erection because she is stroking it. Not wanting her distracted, I whisper that it’s ok and it’ll stay hard on its own. She looks confused but agrees and we go back to the entangled mess we were in thirty minutes before.
With the tides subsiding, I coax her to let go and ride me from the top. She timidly agrees and her privates consume my own. She leans over and lets me know this is her favorite position. The roles change. Her timid demure fades and she becomes the aggressor- the pursuer. She robs my breath as her lips lock onto my own and she grinds me down into a dark abyss. I smile as I feel the sweat drops rolling down her back and my own eyes roll back as the rhythm intensifies.
After forty minutes of anti-climaxing whenever I’m close to losing control, I know from experience that this is going to be a big load. If a normal ejaculation is two teaspoons, this will be two tablespoons if not more. The beast whispers into my ears, “cum in her mouth boy!” I look at her cute lips and tiny mouth and the dark side takes over.
Looking into her wide innocent eyes, I whisper my darkest desires. She obliges and gets on her knees. Like a doll, I position her mouth so that all my man juice will hit the spot. Stroking my hot, throbbing, cock, I expertly guide the streams of cum into her mouth. The stream goes on for what seems like eternity and even with her head tilted back and despite her best efforts, some semen overflows down the side of her lips.
I murmur that she doesn’t need to swallow but she bravely swallows all of it. I know semen can taste bitter so I urge her to drink some juice. My manhood is still hard but I hear Luci knocking on the door again…the hour’s up. It’s not Alexa’s fault. She’s the best lay I’ve had after string of disappointments; both pros and regular girls. It’s the gift and the curse I have to live with…the insatiable hunger. Reality is setting back in and I kiss Alexa and give her a tip for the wonderful time.
As I drive back to my office, with a smile on my face, I feel the hunger again but burst into laughter when I realize that it’s the regular kind. After eating twice more than usual for dinner, I work, drive home, and relax on my couch as I share the wonderful story that is Alexa.
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