“A big thank you to WokeUpOneDay for editing assistance with this story”
The seeds for my fantasy began to take root when I had my first shared experience while my husband and I were on holiday (vacation) in the U.S in 2012. This opened up a whole new lifestyle that is so exciting and satisfying that we’ve done it many times since then. It’s actually made our marriage stronger and our sex even better. We sometimes like to relive and talk about our experiences with other men and couples while we’re fucking.
Fast forward to 2019. I had just experienced a satisfying threesome with a man we’d met who had an unusually large, thick cock.
He was so impressed with my oral skills and ability. He turned to me and said, “Sue, that was the best blow job I’ve ever had! Most women can’t take my whole cock or suck it with such skill and enthusiasm! I would pay to have you suck my cock!”
That was just the push I needed. You see, I had a fantasy for awhile about what it would be like being an escort. I’d have sex with random men, but I’d choose who I go with. I found the thought of being a paid escort exciting. I’d turn up at a hotel room not knowing who is going to answer the door or what they want from me… But I’d have to go through with it because they’re paying for it and me. So why not have men pay for my services?
After the man left our hotel room I turned to my husband and broached the subject. “What he told me after I sucked his cock really turned me on! I’ve never told you this, but I’ve had this fantasy of being an escort. What would you think if I actually did it?”
He said, “Wow that’s hot! I’m all for it if you want to try it. The only thing I worry about is your safety. We’d have to take every precaution to be certain that you’re safe.”
So it was a go!
I decided to offer my services and set up a webpage. I had to think of a name for it. It needed to be something unique to separate myself from other escort sites. Knowing how other men were turned on by fucking me, a married woman, I thought a good name for the site would be: “Another Man’s Wife.”
My hook, no pun intended, would be to say: “Have you ever thought of fucking a friend’s or a neighbour’s wife? Then call me. I’m a hot, sexy, ‘woman next door’ type. I’m a wife who’ll do things your wife won’t do. And my husband knows I do this. So you truly will be fucking another man’s wife!”
A photographer friend took photos of me for the site in various states of dress and undress. Besides posing nude, I wore different sorts of outfits that excite men for the shoot: slutty, business, sporty and lingerie.
I also made a short, seductive, artsy video of me getting ready for a night out. I showed myself in the bath with candles surrounding me, rubbed my clit while sucking on a dildo and applied lotion all over my nude body after I got out of the bath. I shaved my pussy and my legs, painted my nails and toenails. I put on my lipstick and pouted my lips for the camera. I put on my suspender belt and slowly slipped into my stockings and high heels. I was very satisfied with the end result!
After the site was up I waited. A week went by before I got my first call. It was exciting to possibly have my first client on the phone. I decided not to use my real name on the site. I picked Vanessa.
I answered the call saying, “Hi, this is Vanessa. How can I help?”
“Ciao Vanessa, this is Aldo,” he said in a deep baritone voice with traces of an Italian accent. “I am intrigued by your site and I loved your little video. I would like to get together with you and fuck another man’s wife.”
“Fine,” I said, “I charge £200 an hour with a two hour minimum.”
He said, “Money is no problem. Can you come here at 7 tonight? I’m staying at the Langham Hotel, room 705.”
“7 o’clock is fine,” I replied. “What would you like me to wear?”
He laughed and said, “I don’t want you to wear anything except perfume, high heels and a long coat.”
“Okay,” I said. “I’ll see you at 7.”
I hung up and thought, “Welcome to the escort world, Sue! Or I should say Vanessa?”
My first client would be one to remember. I was glad it was still warm out so I could get away with just wearing a trench coat. After I showered and prepared myself, it was time to leave. I put on my Louboutin “Oh Kate” high heels, some Chanel Cristal perfume and my trench coat.
My husband drove me to the hotel. I was both excited and a little nervous, but I was definitely aroused! When I reached inside my coat and felt my pussy it was very wet. I was so excited to the pit of my stomach about what was going to happen.
When we arrived, I kissed and said bye to my husband before walking into the hotel. As I walked through the reception area my heart was racing. I wondered if any of the staff or people milling around knew what my intentions were. It added to my excitement. I took the lift to 7th floor. A couple joined me in the lift. The husband took a discrete, lingering look at me. I smiled behind his wife’s back.
I got out and walked to the room. Standing there, my legs were trembling. I had no idea who Aldo was, what he looked like or what was he going to want. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I heard movement from inside and the lock being turned. This was it: no turning back, not that I wanted to anyway.
Much to my delight a tall, distinguished looking man with grey hair and piercing blue eyes stood in front of me. He looked to be in his mid to late 60’s and in very good shape for his age. He was wearing the standard hotel gown and appeared to be naked underneath. It was loosely tied and I could clearly see the beginnings of an erection pushing the gown open. This left little to the imagination, but mine saw that it was obviously much bigger than average.
“Good evening, Vanessa,” he said.
“Hello, Aldo. It’s nice to meet you,” I replied.
He stood aside inviting me into the room. He sat on the sofa and invited me to sit beside him. He leaned forward to a small coffee table with an open bottle of champagne and two glasses on it. As he poured the champagne his gown fully opened and exposed his cock. I could see how big he really was! He was uncut and had to be about 10 inches. He wasn’t overly thick, but the veins in his shaft looked like small ropes under his skin.
After a few moments and a couple of sips of champagne he asked me to stand in front of him. He told me to open my coat and throw it on the bed. I smiled and put on a small show of it. I stood naked, except for my heels, wondering what he was expecting. He complimented me and motioned for me to move closer.
I was within touching distance and he started to stroke my legs. As he did he was saying how much he was going to enjoy me. His hands stroked inside my thighs. I instinctively moved my feet apart which opened my thighs for him. I was trembling slightly.
He could sense this and asked, “Why are you shaking?”
I admitted, “You’re my very first customer.”
He smiled and his cock moved. I smiled thinking about that being inside of me. As he reached the top of my thighs, his finger brushed against my very aroused lips. I flinched with excitement.
He said, “I’m pleased that you’re so excited and wet for me.”
He pulled me a little closer to him and slipped one, and then two, thick fingers into me quite deeply. I thought my legs would give way. I was so wet that I could hear my juices squelching as he slowly and firmly finger fucked me. Each time he pulled out he licked his fingers, and even offered them for me to taste myself, too.
He rubbed my juices all over his nearly fully erect cock and made it shine. Then he asked me to lick it. I got on my knees between his thighs and started to lick his cock from the base to the tip. I was used to uncut cocks and I knew just what men liked.
Plus, I enjoy feeling of the head of cock grow and pushing the foreskin back. He had a lot of foreskin so I slipped my tongue under it. He seemed to enjoy this so I focused on licking there, pressing my tongue against the head of his cock and running my tongue around in a circle around his cock head while still keeping it under his foreskin. As I was doing this I was massaging his hardening shaft.
Aldo’s legs started to shake and he began to moan, and said, “My god! I have never had this done to me! Don’t stop!”
This made me get even more into it. I twirled my tongue around the head of his cock faster and faster until he couldn’t hold back any longer. He squirted a hot load of creamy cum into my mouth and down my throat. Then I pushed his foreskin back and milked every last drop of cum from his cock as it twitched in my mouth.
As I lifted my head, I allowed the remnants of his seed to dribble down my chin and onto my breasts. I ran my fingers up over my breasts to collect his cum on my fingers. I licked them clean and it felt amazingly slutty! Aldo loved it.
After he regained his composure he led me over to the bed and eased me down on my back. He needed some time to get hard again so I wondered what he was going to do.
He said, “It’s your turn now!”
He reached over and opened the drawer to the bedside table. He took out a bright, shiny butt plug with a large, red stone in its top. He also took out a long vibrator in the shape of a cock, similar in size to his own.
He told me to kneel on the bed and positioned me with my behind high and available to him. He was behind me and I felt his hot breath close to my pussy. Then I felt the touch of his tongue on my open lips while he lapped along their length. The feeling was intense and I was softly moaning in the back of my throat. I was so aroused I could feel my juices flowing.
His tongue was working hard on me, along my lips and on my engorged clit.
He then moved his attention to my tight hole and it made me jump. He told me not to worry and relax. His tongue was circling me, rimming me. It felt so good. He was using my juices and his saliva to make it very wet.
It was then that I felt the coldness of the plug touching me. He rubbed it along the length of my open lips using my juices to wet the tip. I then felt the tip pressing against my tight hole. He carefully and gently eased the tip into me. I gasped as it encountered the initial reflex pressure and resistance. He held it for a second or two until my body relaxed to accept the next push. After two or three easing movements it slipped fully into me. It felt amazing, but it took me a few moments to fully accept it.
He rolled me over onto my back. He was kneeling between my thighs and switched the vibrator to low. He started to rub the tip on my clit. He told me to hold it, which I did. He sat back on the sofa and told me to carry on.
I started to do what I’d done so many times before with a vibrator. He sat and watched me, stoking his reacting cock. I gave him a fun show, having pulled my knees up to give him the best possible view. I just got involved in what I was doing with the plug enhancing the feeling. I got so carried away that I brought myself to an amazing orgasm as he watched.
Aldo was hard again and I was ready for a real flesh and blood cock.
He went to the draw again. I told him he didn’t need a condom unless he wanted to. He smiled, got on the bed and lay on his back next to me. His cock stood hard and proud with the head fully exposed, deep purple and glistening with precum. He told me to sit on his huge cock.
I straddled him, facing away from him and positioning myself above him. I held the tip at my entrance as I gently eased myself down the length. I gasped when I inserted it.
I have a narrow vaginal canal, so bigger guys feel an initial resistance. But I also get extremely wet so it’s never a problem. Plus, guys love the tight feeling.
In his charming Italian accent he said, “Ride me, Signora. Ride my cock. Ride me as if your husband was here watching you fuck another man!”
This got me really hot. I lifted myself up and down so fast that my behind was slamming hard against his stomach. He was pressing the plug with his thumb. I was impaling my pussy on his big cock with every thrust.
My pussy was swollen with all the pleasure it was feeling. I was going to cum again. My whole body began to shake, and I screamed as I came so hard that it dripped out of my pussy, down Aldo’s shaft, onto his balls and down his thighs.
I wasn’t sure if I should enjoy it, as it was a business, but my god it was amazing! I loved how his cock felt inside me, and how my wet pussy slid up and down his cock.
I could feel that he was going to cum soon. I told him to cum deep inside me; not to pull out. I tightened my grip around his shaft as I rode him. I wanted to squeeze every drop of cum from his cock when he came.
Suddenly, he started to moan and breathe faster. I knew he was about to cum. He exploded and I could feel the warm liquid shoot into me. I orgasmed again with him.
This time it was his cum that was dripping out of my pussy onto us both.
As his erection slowly subsided inside me, he put me on my back. Then he put his head between my legs and proceeded to put his long tongue deep inside me and lick the mix of both of our cum from my pussy. And then, he started to lick and nibble on my clit. My clit was so sensitive at this point that it was almost too much to take. But it felt so good I didn’t want him to stop.
I squeezed his head with my thighs so he couldn’t move. I was so hot that I surprised myself my saying, “You’re not going anywhere until you make me cum again!”
Which he did.
We were both physically spent by this point and we lay there quietly for a few minutes. I looked at my watch to see that I had been there a little under two hours.
He turned to me and said, “That was wonderful, you are wonderful. I come to Bristol every month on business and I would like to make this a regular thing.”
“I would like that very much,” I said.
With that, I excused myself to go to the bathroom to shower and clean myself.
He joined me in the shower and we washed and cleaned each other. I was still very aroused and he was erect again. I turned around and bent over slightly. We were both very soapy and I felt him press against my tight hole; the plug had already been taken out.
He slowly pushed until he slipped into my ass. He was bigger than I would normally allow fucking me there, but he was paying. It felt very tight but the soap made it easy.
He fucked me anally as the hot water cascaded down until he was ready to cum again. He pulled out and shot his load, which wasn’t a lot at this point, onto my back.
I finished showering, got dressed in the clothes I’d brought with me and freshened my make-up.
After we had another drink he paid me. He owed me £400 but he gave me an extra £100. I guess he was pleased with my service and was giving me a yet another tip. I smiled and thanked him. Then I put on my coat, gave him a kiss, bid him farewell and left.
I walked back through the reception area with a little skip of satisfaction in my step, not caring what people thought, if anything.
My husband was waiting in the car park to drive me home. It was a first escorting encounter to remember. I was sexually satisfied and £500 better off.