The Girlfriend Experience: (Closed Thread)

“I’ve never played with food before, but I’m willing to learn,” he whispered before he let his lips brush across hers. It was tentative, yes, but bordered on exploratory, it hinted that he worried about rejection, but he genuinely wanted her.

He could feel his hands in her hair, stroking and caressing. She felt good against him, really really good.
 
Emily let her lips meet his gently for a moment. "I just wanted you to know I wasn't just teasing."

She could sense his hesitation. She kissed him deeper, her tongue slipping into his mouth a little. When she broke the kiss this time she was a little breathless. "May I remove you jacket? I would like us to get a little more comfortable."

She didn't want to push and scare him. Her eyes met his. "We can go slow, hold the whipped cream for another time if you want, Dan. Okay?"
 
Dan returned her kisses, the second leaving him a bit breathless as well. “Slow is good,” he said as he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it up in the closet. Turning he smiled at her, “One way or another I’m eating that dessert, though I’m open to holding off on it for now.”

He came close to her again. He seemed nervous. Not so much that he was inexperienced so much as it had been a long time for him. He sat on the edge of the bed and teasingly lifted a foot towards her, “Should I take off the boots, too?” he asked with a smile that tried to be flirtatious.
 
Emily chuckled lightly. "We will get to that dessert. Later." She picked up the container and put it in the little fridge's even smaller freezer. She slid out of her heels, placing them neatly against the wall. Her eyes fell on Dan as he sat on the bed.

"I noticed the boots earlier." Her head cocked a little and then a small, mischievous grin appeared on her lips. "I think the boots need to go..."

Emily got down on the carpet and began to crawl to him. She wasn't sure what his proclivities were but few men could resist the sight of a woman crawling to them. She stopped at his feet, tucking her knees under herself.

"Let me." Emily's voice was soft and sultry. Her hands moved slowly over his left pant leg to his mid thigh and back down again. She was in no hurry. Her hands began to slide up his pant leg. Her eyes focused on his face. She took her time removing the left boot before repeating the process with his right leg and boot.

Emily rose up on her knees, her hands on his thighs, urging them apart so she could get closer. She looked up at him. Her tongue wet her lips. Her hands moved slowly on his thighs, caressing them over the material of his dress pants.

"Slow is good." She whispered.
 
Dan watched her approach. He licked dry lips, unable to believe this was happening. As she knelt at his feet, he felt more powerful and also more cared for than he ever really had.

Not knowing what to do with his hands, he rested them on his thighs and watched as she touched him. Her touch was sensual, slow, and sexy as fuck—to be completely honest. He watched the boots go away and could honestly say he was glad to see them go. As she burrowed closer between his legs, he moved them to give her room. His hands slid up hers on his thighs to find and caress her hair. His eyes met hers, and there was need in his eyes, a need to be loved, be cared for. “You know what this makes me think of, right?” he whispered finally breaking the silence, unable to completely erase his personality, he couldn’t be completely smooth.
 
Emily regarded him with a mixture of arousal and curiousity. Her hands moved over his thighs. "I can think of a few things that can be done in this position but tell me babe, what is it that you think of? What is it that you want to do right now?"

Her chin lifted, mouth begging for him to kiss her.
 
Dan looked surprised at the idea of a few things in the position. He admittedly had only thought of one thing. It was clear that she had more experience than him. Perhaps she could teach him a thing or two over the course of their time together.

He couldn’t resist that look and bent down to kiss her, hands tightening in her hair. “That seems like a good start,” he whispered after he broke the kiss. “However, my mind jumps to oral sex, the image of you kneeling before me, and then add in the thought of feeling your mouth on me.” Here he took a hand away to mime fanning himself. “It’s pretty powerful.”
 
Emily closed her eyes as Dan's hands gripped her hair lightly and he kissed her. She found the fact that he called it oral sex endearing.

She reached for the front of his pants. "Will you let me, babe?" Her fingers moved slowly to the zipper. "I want to touch you, I want to put you in my mouth..." Emily watched his face. She didn't know if he enjoyed dirty talk or if he wanted her to take charge and simply do it. He was so nervous, so sweet.
 
“Oh god, please,” he almost begged. It had been so long, and his last girlfriend refused to do it. “I want to be in your mouth,” he said and lifted his hips so she could remove his pants half standing to facilitate the action.

He hooked his thumbs in his briefs and sent those down with the pants. He sprang free of the underwear already hard, just the thought of her mouth on him having made him hard, especially after her touches as she had removed his boots.
 
Dan moved, letting her undo and remove his pants. She was a little surprised to briefs and not boxer briefs or even just boxers under his pants. Emily smiled as she helped pull his clothes down and away from his legs. She placed them down beside her. She would see to it later.

For now, she had something far more important to tend to. Her eyes lifted to his face as her hands moved to his hips. She lightly pressed her hands to his hips as if silently urging him to be still.

Emily leaned in and simply nuzzled his manhood. She rubbed the warm, firm yet yielding flesh to her cheek. With a slight smile she let her breath caress it before licking up his entire length from the base to the head. It was slow as if she was tasting him.

She sighed contentedly before swirling her tongue around the head of his cock. With her eyes turned upwards, Emily very slowly began to take him in.
 
She looked at him like she actually wanted him. Dan wanted this so much that he had seemingly banished the fact that he’d payed for her from his mind. He was reacting as if this were a date, at least in this moment, and she were really a new lover wanting to savor him.

He sat still as her touch silently commanded, more than willing to listen to her request. His cock actually twitched at that first lick, especially when she licked the head, jumping and twitching with his arousal. “Fuck,” he whispered.

Then, it happened, she took him inch by inch, and Dan’s eyes locked with hers until he couldn’t take it and his eyes fluttered closed as he got lost in the pleasure. He fully expected her to take in a couple inches and he would have been pleased with that. Dan wasn’t huge. He had a solid 6 inches give or take, but nothing that would win him awards, but nor was it anything to be ashamed of. She didn’t stop with a couple inches though. She just kept going. His eyes eventually flew open with shock, and then almost bugged out as he watched with fascination until she couldn’t take anymore, because there was no more to take. “Holy fuck,” he whispered.
 
Emily let her mouth take him in completely. Her hands still held his hips, held him still as she let her head sink lower until she made contact with his pelvis. She pulled back a little, swallowed around him and then sunk back down. She held him there. He was embedded fully in her mouth.

One breath. Two....three...she held him letting him just enjoy the warm depths of her mouth. Four..five...

She liked his reaction. It was pure, unhindered. She was guessing it had been a while since someone had given him a blow job.

Emily pulled her head back a little and then moved slowly up and down. Her hands held his hips still. She wanted him to let her do the work, for him to relax and let her have the control.

Her head bobbed slowly. Every time she moved upwards she let her tongue drag along the underside of his erection.
 
Dan couldn’t believe how good it felt to be deep in her mouth, one breath, two, three, it stretched on and on. When she lifted up her skilled tongue pressed to the underside. Each movement drew whimpers, and swearing under his breath. “Fuck, you’re too good at that,” he said, his fingers helplessly tangling in her hair, lost in the feelings she was giving him.

Her hands were on his hips, keeping him still, not that he wanted to move, he wanted to feel her, to experience all she had to offer. “God Emily, please,” he whispered into the silence, a silence that was only broken by his words and the soft sucking noises she made as she moved on him. She was unhurried, and if he could have told her what he needed he couldn’t have explained to her any better than she was already giving him. Slow steady, making him feel everything.
 
Emily wanted to stop and tell him there was no such thing as too good at this but there was no way she was stopping. Not with how into it he was, how much he was really enjoying it.

Her lips circled the head, tongue lightly tickling underneath. She moaned, pushed a bit harder on his hips and then sunk her head down, her face once more making contact with Dan's pelvis. She held there again, just keeping him nestled deep as she pulled back she swallowed.

Slow, up and down. Up and down.

One hand shifted to the middle of his abdomen, indicating for him to be still. Her other hand moved to cup his testicles. It was gentle, just letting him know she was there, to feel his hand.

Up...down...lick...gentle suck and swallow...rolling his testicles in her palm.

Up...down...tongue darting around to taste the drip of pre-cum....hand squeezing lightly.
 
Dan didn’t have words better than oh fuck and her name. He used that liberally though. He couldn’t believe how good this felt. He knew that he would cum embarrassingly fast if she kept this up.

Her hands stroked and caressed. He didn’t move. He almost wanted to lay back flat, but then he couldn’t touch her hair or watch her. He watched himself disappear into her throat again. “Oh, Emily.” Her hair was soft as he crushed it helplessly in his fingers. He didn’t pull it; it was more like he clung to it for dear life. “I’m not gonna last long,” he finally gasped.
 
Emily was pleased. He was enjoying it. The way his breathing hitched and then increased warned her he was close. His fingers were in her hair. He was holding her like he was afraid she wasn't real, that if he let go she would vanish.

She didn't stop. She wasn't concerned with how fast or what he did to her. Right now was for his pleasure and she was enjoying it. She knew it was arousing her but she didn't think about it too much. Her focus was Dan.

Up...down...a little faster. Just enough for him to hopefully know that she had no intention of stopping.

He was dripping and her tongue lapped at the head of his cock. She moaned loudly for him. Her hand squeezed and played with him. She wanted to feel him release, to give in to it. He seemed so nervous, tense, focused on work...this was something she could do for him, to him.

Up...down...up...down...pressing down and holding...up...down...up..suck...moan...

He tasted good. He felt good in her mouth.
 
Dan watched and felt. Conscious thought was pretty much swept away at this point. “Oh fuck…fuck Emily.” He wanted this; he was trembling now.

She was absolutely a gift in this moment. He might have paid for her services, but she was still making him feel special, like she really wanted to give him this. “I’m gonna cum Emily,” he cried out as his body tipped over the edge just as he managed to warn her. Waves of pleasure swept through him as his toes curled. His body jerked and twitched with his release.
 
Emily didn't stop. She moaned at the way his body was giving her all the signs that he was close to his climax. He warned her, crying out her name as he started to jerk under her hands and mouth.

The hand on his abdomen pressed firmer. She wanted him to know she was doing this to and for him. She was pleasing him. Her mouth swallowed around his cock, greedily taking it all, licking him and swallowing again. Her hand rolled his testicles. Her mouth milked him. She wanted every drop.
 
He cried out again as the spasms continued. He almost squirmed as she ran her tongue over the sensitive head as she worked on dragging each and every sensation out of him. “Oh, fuck Emily.”

As his orgasm subsided and he started to soften in her mouth he gently urged her to look up, kissing her deeply, silently thanking her for what she’d just done. Breaking the kiss, he let himself fall backwards on the bed, spent for the moment. “Let me catch my breath and then revenge is a thing,” he smiled at her, “I mean, if I’m allowed to please you too?” he asked, suddenly shy and uncertain of the rules.
 
Emily slowly released him. She didn't want to do anything in a hurry with Dan. He was so open in his reactions that she felt like it would cheapen it if she hurried things along. Emily was not cheap by any means.

Dan kissed her, deep and full of emotion. Emily smiled as he fell back onto the bed.

"Revenge implies that there is something to payback or somehow inflict harm on someone. I didn't think I did anything that caused you displeasure...." Her tone was teasing. She stood and went to her suitcase. Emily stopped and turned at his question. "Oh...Dan..." She moved to sit on the bed next to him.

"You are allowed to do whatever you like to me, short of seriously injuring me. I am here to be your girlfriend for the weekend. If you want to touch me, have sex with me I will welcome that. Because I actually find you quite handsome." Emily smiled as she leaned down and kissed him firmly.

"Now...help me unzip my dress please?" She stood with her back to him and pulled her hair over her shoulder.
 
Dan laughed at her teasing, “I so totally have to find a way to make you feel that good.” He said with a shy smile.

He met her kiss a hand coming up to cup the back of her head as they kissed. When she pulled back, he let her go, “Thank you. I certainly wouldn’t want to hurt you.” He trailed fingertips over her back as she turned around. “I know that some are into that, but that’s not my thing.”

He sat up and reached for the zipper. “You know doing this is going to make me want to touch you, right?” he watched her nod making a noise of assent. He slid down the zipper slowly, and sliding his hands up her back he slowly took the straps down her arms. His palms had smoothed over her skin. Now they continued until the straps were down as far as they would go and he helped her navigate her arms free. He paused there to hold her hands in his for a moment, enjoying the feel of her soft skin, the connection. Then he slid his hands up her arms. “May I continue Emily?”

Liking the response, she gave, he let his hands slide down over the front of her shoulders, pushing the dress down away from her breasts. Hands skating over her flesh. She was definitely well proportioned, her breasts a solid handful, which dan demonstrated by cupping them, fingertips brushing the delicate peaks.

“If you turn around, I’d like to taste them,” he whispered in her ear. The way he touched her suggested that he enjoyed breasts, but more importantly he enjoyed her body especially.
 
Emily was smiling, eyes closed as Dan undressed her. It was slow and patient. He kept asking her permission and she readily gave it. She could feel his breath on her skin. Goosebumps broke out down her arms. His hands were soft and warm as Dan touched her. He truly seemed engrossed in feeling her body.

Emily moaned softly as he took her breasts in his hands. She licked her lips as she turned in his arms. Her eyes opened slowly to meet his. She leaned in and kissed him very tenderly. "You have my permission to touch me as much as you like Dan. And please, enjoy my breasts as much as you like." Her hand stroked his cheek, her other reached for one of his hands and placed it back on her breast. It was clear by the look in her eyes that he was turning her on a great deal. There was no falseness in them, no ruse. He was erotic and sensual. Emily wanted more of his touch.
 
Dan was still seated this meant that before she turned his breath brushed her back, He had stood briefly to better reach her breasts. However, when she turned around, he had sat down again, wanting to be just at the right height to take her breast.

His hands slid from her breasts around her waist as he urged her forward between his spread legs. He pressed his face between her breasts, kissing her there, feeling them brush either cheek. His moan of pleasure was low in the back of his throat.

He trailed lips up the curve of her right breast until he could flick his tongue over the peak of her nipple. Just a short flick that first time.

However, the second flick came soon after. Then a slow drag of the flat of his tongue over the sensitive peak. His eyes rolled up to look at her just as he drew her nipple into his mouth, his moan low in the back of his throat.
 
Dan placed his face between her breasts. Emily let her hands slide into his hair. She sighed and let her head fall back. Every breath she took made her breasts rubbed against his face. His moan made Emily's arousal heighten.

"Oh..." It was soft, whispered at the feel of Dan's lips moving. A flick of his tongue followed by a second. Then the feel of his tongue, rough and strong. Her hands tightened in his hair as his mouth drew her nipple into his mouth.

The bud of skin was drawn into the warm, wet mouth as he sucked it in gently.

Emily slightly pushed her chest forward. She wanted to sit in his lap and bury his face in her breasts but she held back, letting him enjoy her body. Her fingers loosened a little and she let them run through Dan's hair over and over, caressing his head.

"That feels really nice, babe."
 
Dan loved that she encouraged him, told him she liked his mouth his touch. It encouraged him to do more and he let the edge of his teeth scrape over her nipple.

He pulled her still closer, almost as if he were urging her into his lap, as she was almost as close as she could get without being in his lap. His hands slid down to her bottom, cupping it as he continued to suck at her breast.
 
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