The Girlfriend Experience: (Closed Thread)

Dan felt her hand and was almost surprised that he didn’t embarrass himself right then and there just with her touch. “Fuck,” he whispered into her neck as she touched him, as she slid against him and came once more.

His hands pulled free of her pants. His own pants were around his ankles having fallen away. He yanked hers down, his wet fingers leaving little smears of her juices along her skin as he pulled down the thong and jeans. He then turned her around, had pressing on her back, encouraging her to lean forward to brace against the tree, or the ground, some way that gave her access to him.

He stepped in behind her and let his cockhead brush along her slit wetting it. He rocked slowly against her entering her inch by inch as her wetness coated his cock, easing his passage into her tight pussy. He let himself rest deep inside her for a few heartbeats, before he pulled back. Drawing back so only the head remained inside her his hands gripped her hips and he thrust into her hard and deep, fast, now that he was sure their bodies were ready for it. So many slammed in that first stroke and sometimes that worked, but more often that first stroke had to be eased in, and then and only then could the dramatic thrust happen.

To say he wanted her was an understatement. “Yes,” he hissed with the pleasure as he began to build a rhythm.
 
Emily let him move her. She wanted this, every part of this moment. Her hands gripped the tree as Dan bent her over. She needed him, wanted him so badly that it was taking all of her control not to press back against him.

It wasn’t necessary though. Dan was easing into her the moment he could. Inch by inch, sweet torture as he entered her slowly. Her walls clenched around him and finally he was all the way in. She was grateful for the pause, not to adjust but to simply savour the moment of complete connection.

Emily’s head went back as Dan pulled back and thrusted in. Hard, deep..he was not slow and Emily was already cumming. She took one hand off the tree to reach back, to urge him to grip her hips hard. She wanted this, hard and fast. No, she needed this. For him to fuck her and sooth the fire and ache he had caused in her body.

“Dan...oh Dan..” She tried to stay quiet, her teeth clenched as she gripped the tree. “Don’t stop babe. Please.” Her hips moved with him, urged him deeper with each thrust. She could feel her body cumming again, clenching around him in short rippling motions.
 
Dan thrust into her fast but he wasn’t simply a jackhammer, he rolled his hips adding a bit of up and down movement as he went in and out. He made a few shallow thrusts mixed in with the long ones. He tried to keep a rhythm, though he was quickly losing that rhythm as she clenched around him.

It wouldn’t take long for him to release, he knew it. “Fuck Emily,” he cried out, trying to stay quiet, throwing his head back as his eyes closed, hands gripping her hips.
 
It was hard, fast but not with the haste of a man who didn’t care about what he was shoving his dick into. No, Dan’s actions seemed dictated solely on his desire to be inside of her as deeply as he could. Emily moaned. “Yes, Dan…” She too tried to keep her volume low but it was proving difficult.

The way he fucked her, shallow then hard and deep, a move of his hips had her legs shaking with another powerful orgasm. “Harder...fuck...me...oh…” Emily wasn’t thinking about him as a client and putting on her best for him she was simply too lost in how turned on she was.

His fingers gripped her hips and the feeling of them digging in had Emily moaning. She pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts, trying to show him just how much she wanted him. The tree was rough under her hands but she didn’t care. He was all that mattered, the way he was taking control of her body and giving into the intense desire for each other.
 
Dan growled something; He wasn’t quite able to get as deep as he wanted. “Can you bend further, grip your ankles?” This angle allowed him to lean over her to almost fuck down into her, his hands closer to cupping her bottom than just her hips.

The new angle allowed him even deeper, opened her up even more. He was astonished at her flexibility, her willingness to do as he asked. “Fuck Emily.”

He lifted one hand from her bottom, and then brought it down making her anticipate a spank, but instead just smoothed his hand in small circles, teasing her, enjoying the mind fuck far more than any actual inflicting of pain. To lift the hand, to make her wonder each time if he would spank her. To feel the tensing of her muscles each time expecting the spank, then to feel her relax when it did not come. It was one such time when he felt her even fail to tense that he spanked her, not very hard, but enough to prove to her that his teasing had a payoff.

However, he quickly abandoned that play as he gripped her again as his body built towards its peak. “Fuck Emily.” He groaned losing rhythm now.
 
There was something about the words, no matter how crude someone thought 'fuck' was that simply deepened her desire for him. It felt as if he was invested, losing himself in her as much as she was in him.

"Yes...Dan...oh fuck me...that's it...so....good..."

She was folded in half. He was deep, as deep as he could be while being behind her. She could feel him hitting her cervix with every thrust in. It drove her to orgasm, the very brutish nature of it. Unhindered, untamed...unrestricted. Emily knew that both carried themselves in such a particular way that this was out of character for them both. A testament to how easily there were drawn to each other.

The hand...that tormenting touch. Was he going to spank her? No...this time? No...

Emily realized it might not be in his nature to actually do it, to inflict that delicious stinging pain to her skin. Instead she focused on how he felt inside of her. And then it hit. Not as hard as some but shocking, thrilling in the moment.

"Oh...god...Dan..." She couldn't hold back. When she came it was hard, dripping over him and down her thighs. Unrelenting waves through her body. Emily bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from screaming his name. Her body told him enough. She leaned back and he was pushed deep. Her sex contracted and released. Her legs shook and her head snapped up. She was completely reliant on him to hold her steady.
 
Dan could not believe the pure animalistic nature of their coupling. He let his hand rise and fall again after hearing her reaction and hoped it would intensify her orgasm.

Her orgasm was intense gripping his cock, making it even tighter to thrust into her. She threw up her hands standing with the pleasure. He Slid his hands up and cupped her breasts pinching and twisting her nipples as he buried himself in her one final time. He held himself pressed against her holding her as he emptied himself into her.

His moans filled her ear as his teeth gripped where her shoulder met her neck. “Fuck,” he was whispering it over and over again as he held her, claimed her. Buried so deep in her.

He felt his own knees growing weak with the release. They wobbled for a moment until he spread his legs more and held them up. He clutched her to him, panting, unwilling to consider letting her go yet. This had been so raw, his need so great. He could feel her juices coating his cock, her thighs. They all told him that she had enjoyed this needed it as much as he did. He had a primitive urge to growl to her that she was his. He almost did it. He almost called her “mine” but barely managed to not, but his touch said it. He could hide the words but the way he cupped her breasts, wound himself around her said it.
 
Emily couldn’t be sure she hadn’t blacked out for a moment with intensity of the whole experience. It wasn’t just her orgasm, which was...mind blowingly amazing. It was everything. The way Dan let go. The way he held her, had twisted her nipples just enough to heighten her pleasure. The noises he made...no the simple whispering of ‘fuck’ that so perfectly summed up everything.

He was deep still as they remained in their position. She would not be steady on her own but Dan had her. He was holding her in a way that felt as if he would never let her go. If they had been in bed this would be when he would wrap her up in his arms, kiss her neck and whisper how he would love her forever.

Emily shivered and just enjoyed being held, enjoyed the aftermath of the most primal, intense sex she had ever had.

She could feel the drips down her thighs but she didn’t care. She was in no hurry to end this connection with him. “Dan…”

Her head lulled back a little so she could nuzzle against him. Her hands moved to cover his as he held her breasts, held her so tightly to him it was as if he was silently showing her and the world that she belonged with him. Such romantic thoughts… She worried that if he ever learned that these thoughts and feelings were swirling in her head that he would fire her. She didn’t want to ruin this.
 
His hands gently massaged the swells of her breasts as they were frozen in that moment. He felt her lay her head back on his shoulder. She made no move to pull away from him, to fix her clothing. “I wish I could keep you,” Dan whispered finally. “You are so amazing. I have never experienced anything like that before. “I know guard your heart dan, but damn Emily you make it really hard not to fall for you, not to want this to never end.”

He kissed the side of her neck before he pulled away slowly, expecting rejection, expecting she would figuratively punish him for his thoughts for his desires. “Sorry, I’m just being stupid,” he said softly. “You just took my breath away in a way no one else ever has. I’ve never wanted anyone so much before. Never been moved to take someone in the park before.
 
Emily slowly caught her breathing, her chest no longer expanding and contracting with hard, laboured movements. He held her still, hands massaging her breasts in such a comfortable way it was as if they had been lovers for years.

His words, low in her ear made Emily’s stomach flip. He tried to smooth it all away, kissing her neck and pulling away from her. It pained her to hear him apologize as if it was said in the heat of the moment and had no real merit.

Slowly, they parted. Emily eased her sweater back into place and reached for her pants. Her thighs were glistening. Her thong, saturated. She smiled and eased it all up, over her hips and into place.

He was so sweet, romantic. More so than she was used to. She ran a hand through her hair and turned to face him. Her hands went to his chest and she ran them over his chest for a moment before drawing her eyes up to look at his face. “I have never been so engrossed in sex before. You really are something else, Dan.” She kissed him softly, eyes closing and fingers gripping his shirt lightly. Opening her eyes again as she ended the kiss, “You have me Dan. I am not going anywhere.”

She didn’t add the qualifiers of ‘only for the weekend’ or reminded him of the timeline. Emily didn’t want to break the spell and a little part of her wanted to hint to him that she was falling for him. He had passed off his words as sex hazed comments but she meant it.

“We should go back to the hotel before we get arrested for public indecency.” Emily smiled.
 
He had her? Surely, she couldn’t be serious? “I wish I could believe that was true,” He whispered as he turned away, afraid to even hope. It had pained him to pull back to put shields up.

“I’ve never felt this way before,” he said as he watched her put her clothes back on. He opened his mouth to remind her they still hadn’t even gone to the overlook but then closed it again. She was right, probably safer back at the hotel.

“Will you cuddle with me if I asked you to?” he asked as he worked on dressing as well. “After everything tonight, I would really like that, it’s been a long time.” He reached for her hand as he started towards the path, hoping she would notice and take his hand. No public sex here, Just a couple out for an after-dinner stroll. He was still smiling, loving how good she’d made him feel, with what they’d shared together.
 
Emily felt a pain in her chest as she watched Dan. She could almost see him physically putting up a shield to guard himself. It was clear in his face, the way he moved to get dressed and his voice.

“I agree, this is something special.” She smiled, tried to reassure him but she was worried the moment was ruined. He was back to guarded and she back on the job. She screamed internally. She wanted to tell him that she was crushing hard on him, that that was the most intense and amazing sex she had ever had but Emily realized that he had know way of knowing what was the truth and what was her doing her job in terms of her actions and words. It was the first time in her career that she wished she wasn’t so good at her job.

“Of course, Dan. I love to cuddle. Warm and comfortable together in bed. Sounds like heaven, babe.” She took his offered hand, taking a moment to appreciate the contact.

“Maybe another night we can come back and you can show me that view..” It was an innocent remark on one hand, part of the illusion of their relationship that there would be other nights after this weekend. The other hand it was her subtly...very subtly hinting that maybe they could see each other after all this was done. Of course, he would be returning to his real life but she would hold that tiny glimmer of hope. Emily squeezed his hand.
 
Dan felt her small hand in his. It was soft and he loved how well it fit in his. He stroked his thumb over the back of her hand as they walked together. Her words made him smile. “I would really like that.” He spoke honestly. He didn’t voice his concerns that that would never happen, that it was only a dream, he let the illusion stand. He wanted the illusion if he couldn’t have the reality.

“I’ve never had an experience like that before. So many surprising things tonight,” he said softly. It really had been an eventful evening. The late hour was starting to catch up with Dan.

“We should think about sleeping soon,” he said with a laugh, “With so many big days ahead of us.”

He walked with her for a few moments until they made their way back out to the parking lot where his truck was parked. “Just don’t be surprised when I try to sneak you into my suitcase when I go to fly home at the end of this weekend,” he teased her as he opened her door and offered her a hand to help her into the truck.
 
“A first for me too, Dan.” Emily blushed. She was smiling in that silly way one does when they are smitten with someone and can’t believe they are touching. The prospect of sleeping next to him, waking up with him…

Dan’s mention of big days coming up reminded her that this was work and she needed to be on her A-game to impress his family.

“Sleep and then in the morning you have to make sure I am dressed to impress your family. I brought more than I needed but I wasn’t entirely sure what they would be like, or you for that matter.” She looked at him, smiling. “I am very happy with the results.”

Emily took his hand and started to climb in. Her eyes met his for a moment. “You assume I won’t be trying to find a way to ‘run into’ you after you leave. I don’t know that I am going to be able to let you go either, babe.” She knew he was teasing and matched his tone but there was truth behind her words.

As she settled into her seat and did up her seat belt Emily’s mind wandered back to that moment as he held her in the aftermath of their very intense and passionate sex. He was right it was primal. She thought back to the hotel and his lap, how hard she had orgasmed and how little it had taken for them to just...work. She shivered as she thought of his lips, his hands. Fuck he really had her.

She pulled out her phone and texted Delialah. Do me a favour and stock my place with cookies, chips...you know the stuff one eats after a breakup because I think this one is going break my heart, Del.

Really?

Yeah, I am in deep and we are only hours into this. I am going to be a mess when the weekend ends. I can feel it.

Well shit...I have never seen you fall for a client.

I know Del but he isn’t-

Emily didn’t want to finish typing it out. She had never thought the cliche held any ground but now...she looked over to the driver’s side knowing in a moment he would get in and likely smile at her.

Oh it got you good. I am on it. See you Monday.

Emily sighed at Del’s text and put her phone away.
 
“I’m not hard to find,” Dan said. His smile was shy as he gave her hand a squeeze and then closed her door for her. He took his time walking around the car to collect himself. Was that too forward, was it forward enough. He wanted to just outright ask her if he could see her after this. He didn’t want to see her professionally, he wanted to see her personally. He wanted her to be his. He already wished she was. “Your stupid romantic son of a bitch,” he muttered as he was level with the trucks tailgate, hopefully quiet enough that she wouldn’t hear.

Finally getting in on his side he watched her finish texting and turn her phone over. “Delilah doing ok?” he asked, taking a guess at who she might be texting. At her nod he slid the car into gear.

“My family is like what happens when hill jacks get pretentious.” He said with a laugh, “Why the hell do you think I wanted out. Yes, I can say y’all and yeehaw but I just never quite fit. God forbid that I don’t think Toby Keith is god.” He muttered that last sentence. “I am sure what ever you might wear would be lovely. I mean, maybe not too low cut, you’ll make all the other women jealous and I don’t need them calling you names that will make me want to punch them, and I don’t want to have to punch their husbands for ogling you. Then again not too simple, because we’re trying to make them think I have good taste in women.” He finally threw up his hands, “Christ how do you women do it, this is why I should never be in charge of any woman’s wardrobe, how do you not go nuts? I mean I could pick out night ware if it were just me and you, I could manage not to fuck that up, but I have no idea what you should wear to meet my family. I’m rambling aren’t I. I’m so totally rambling. I should have shut up at you would be beautiful in anything you wore, yep, that would have been a good place to stop.” Finally, after all that he took a deep breath. It was audible. “I just sounded like a teenaged girl there.” He mimed beating his head on the steering wheel. “I really need a nap.”

“While I’m running my mouth, I had this fantasy of spooning you, lifting up your silky nighty and sliding deep inside you from behind as we spooned. I can hear your sleepy purr as you come awake more fully, unconsciously pressing back against me. Is that weird?” He asked shooting her a glance as he stopped at a red light. “Is that too over the top. Do people actually do that?” Dan really needed her to step in and save him from himself.
 
“Yes, she is fine. Consoling herself with a bottle of wine and waiting for her next client.” She smiled. Her eyes were on the windshield as Dan started them off on the way back to the hotel.

She listened to him talk...and talk...and when he finally came up for air, gave pause long enough to realize he had been off on and running Emily looked at him.

Her lips curled into a smile. It was as if he turned into this excitable teenager before her eyes. From family all the way to a fantasy his mind had raced and he had spilled it all out, unhindered, unrestrained.

“You are so fucking adorable.” It was said with complete earnestness. “Okay, first-” Emily shifted in her seat, turning to face him as best she could. “I brought plenty of proper, elegant and conservative but like, nice clothes. I had a feeling that might be the case so packed accordingly. We can look it all over between tonight and tomorrow and stop at some stores if need be. Assuming you don’t mind taking me to a store. Not for you to pay, mind but because you are the one with the truck.” She gave him a wink. She could have manipulated it, had him pay for a new wardrobe but she didn’t want things to be like that with him.

“Second, I hope you pick out my nightwear. I brought quite a few and would be very happy if you chose one for each night we are together.”

She leaned over, a hand running along his thigh as he drove. “I really like that idea and hope you do that...tonight, tomorrow morning...every morning we are together.”

Emily looked at him and though he was driving she hoped he would realize she was serious and speaking truthfully. “For now, let’s just get back and start with what you want to see me in tonight…”
 
“And what if I want you to sleep naked,” Dan said flicking his gaze to her teasingly. That was surely not an unpleasant thought. “I honestly don’t think there’s a bad option. What are you most comfortable in? I know you’ll say whatever I want. What do you wear to bed when no one else is around?” As he asked, he realized he wouldn’t care if she wore fuzzy pj pants and a hoodie to bed, she would still be perfect.

Dan could feel the heat of her hand on his leg as he drove. “You have no idea what your hand does to me. We literally just had sex and you touch me like that and I shiver. How is that a thing?” Dan asked looking at her again briefly before he resumed watching the road. He never wanted her to stop touching him.
 
Emily smirked as he asked about her sleeping naked. Then he surprised her by asking what she normally slept in, at home when she was alone.

“I am glad my touch is arousing. Is it wrong that hearing you say that made my nipples hard?” Emily licked her lips. “All I can tell you is I see us naked together a lot this weekend.” She inhaled slowly and when she released it, it was shaky as if she was trying very hard to control herself. Her hand moved along his thigh to emphasize her words. “I really like being near you, Dan.” Again, earnest and genuine. There was nothing put on about the sentiment.

“As for how I sleep...it depends on the weather. I mean, my apartment tends to be cold in the winter so warm pj’s. In the summer...shorts and a tank top. Sometimes naked. For you, I will sleep however you like. Everything I brought in terms of lingerie is for seducing you or sleeping…” She smiled. “I did bring some sensible sets, very conservative for any time there might be a chance of your family seeing me, don’t worry. Pants and button up top or you know, just basic pj’s. Not everything is sexy or silky or lacy…”
 
Dan listened to her. “I have this urge to scandalize all of my relatives, but I suppose we shouldn’t.” he shivered again at her touches.

“Did I ever tell you about the girl that wanted to have sex in the back of my brother’s patrol car?” he smiled, “My brother didn’t find it funny at all. Then again, it was his girlfriend, so I guess I could see that.”

He let his hand cover hers for a moment at another stop light, “I could practically jizz in my pants that feels so good,” he said with a blush.

“My brother arrested me for indecent exposure once. Ass hole. He let everyone else go with a warning to stop skinny dipping where they might get caught.” He wasn’t sure what was prompting him to tell her stories about him, but he wanted to. Plus, perhaps it was good for her to know, they might be things a girlfriend would know, right. Especially so she wasn’t blindsided by them when his family brought them up.
 
Her nails raked against his jeans. “I think I will stop then as I want to feel you cumming inside me at least one more time before I let you sleep…” Her tone was low and husky. She knew that they had just had the most amazing sex outside but she wanted him, badly. She wanted to feel his body against hers, hands on her breasts…

She was getting carried away and was very aware at how wet her jeans had gotten between her legs. Between her previous arousal, the aftermath of their fucking and now this...She would be amazed if she didn’t simply smell like sex.

“We can scandalize them if you want, maybe at the end of the weekend.” Emily smiled, trying to put her mind on something other than feeling him thrusting into her..

“Police car with his girlfriend. Interesting…” She chuckled. “Skinny dipping too..that sounds like fun. I have never been. I mean I have been naked in a hot tub, in a swimming pool but both were private with no audience. Okay, one time the pool was at a party but that isn’t the same.” Emily blushed. “Those sound like stories your brother is going to try and use to embarrass you in front of me. I like that I know them. He will be surprised I am sure when I am not scandalized.”
 
“Oh, totally that will be his goal to embarrass me. My mother will show you the baby pictures. I’m sure someone will pull out a scrap book with my poetry in it or something. You’ll see the band pictures with the trombone in them. But yes, it will be nice when you already know the story before he can tell you.” He grinned at that.

Her hand stroked over his thigh. And he groaned low. “You want me inside you again?” he asked circling back to the previous topic. That sounds fun.” His smile was shy. “I also had this thought of you on your knees before me while we warmed up in the shower.” He visibly shivered with that thought. “Not that it’s exactly cold, but…” he chuckled a bit awkwardly.

He was pulling into the parking lot of the hotel as he finished telling her his latest vision and was glad that what ever they were going to be doing they would be doing it soon; the suspense and anticipation was building rapidly.
 
She made a mental note about the poetry and trombone but her focus was his thoughts, his fantasy.

“I like how you think...on my knees…” As the truck was put into park, Emily had her seatbelt off and she scrambled across to Dan. Her mouth found his in a deep, passionate kiss. She broke it, her forehead to his. “I want to be on my knees for you, with your hands in my hair, looking down at me with those gorgeous eyes. Promise me you will moan my name, okay babe?”

Her hand slid between his legs, no longer content with his thigh. She moaned into his mouth at the feel of him under her palm.

She felt drunk off of him. She wanted him so much but the idea of him filling her mouth excited her too. She wanted him in whatever way she could have him. She wondered if, after today she could learn if he had any particular kinks or things that really got him off. He had opened up so much from the shy, unsure man who had greeted her at the door. Their chemistry was truly amazing.

Emily kissed him again. “Take me inside, Dan…”
 
He was surprised at how enthusiastically she embraced his fantasy. “You really like that thought?” he asked between kisses. He moaned feeling her hand stroke the outline of his cock through his pants. God, he really loved her hands. She was so skilled with them, she used them so freely.

When she asked him to take her to bed, he hugged her briefly and reached for his door handle. He slid to his feet and watched as she crawled out his side. Offering her a hand he smiled. “Might want to walk behind me,” he whispered in her ear, “We made you a bit of a mess.” His smile though a bit shy was also unrepentant. He was not sorry.

He headed towards the room. Whatever they did, he wanted to continue to enjoy his time with her.
 
“Dan, I want to do that and so many other things with you…” Emily smiled. His surprise, his innocent way of taking in her reactions made her like him even more. He was clearly not used to a woman going weak in the knees with desire let alone coming right out and telling him that she wanted to fuck him every which way imaginable.

She crawled to the open door and smiled as he whispered in her ear. “No regrets, babe. Trust me...I can feel it I know what you have done to me.” Emily reached back and grabbed her purse. She held it before her to help hide some of the evidence. “Take me to the room and let’s get me naked…”

Emily held his hand as she followed just a little behind him. She waited until he opened the door of the hotel and stepped in. She pressed him backwards against the wall and kissed him with such intensity that it knocked her breath from her lungs. Her hands were on his chest and when she finally broke the contact, Emily was gasping. “I just- I just needed you to know that you make me want you. Shall we get to that shower?”

She took his hand and led him to the bathroom. She turned the shower on and undressed for him. Then Emily stepped to him and began to undo his jeans. Her eyes were locked on his as her fingers worked.
 
Dan laughed a little, just so happy that she didn’t mind that he’d made her pants wet, that she wanted him. He led her through the back entrance to the hotel, using his key card to get in the back door of the hotel. He got them into the room and she pounced. He let her press him back to the wall, kissing her back, moaning with surprised pleasure. “Don’t apologize, wow,” he said.

He followed her into the bathroom and Shivered again as he watched her strip. He could see her ass as she bent over, the way she lifted her breasts with her hands framing them briefly. God she was so beautiful, tempted him so much. Then, she reached for his pants. “I’m not used to someone wanting to undress me. I like it, a lot. Is that a bad thing?” he asked hands reaching back to rest on the counter behind him, doing nothing to interfere with her sliding down his pants.

His eyes were filled with heat as she slowly lowered his pants, exposed him to the air.
 
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