The Girlfriend Experience: (Closed Thread)

“I am glad you don’t mind me being a bit more...well taking the lead. You have struck a chord..pressed the right buttons..” Emily smiled up at him as she slowly lowered to the ground, bringing his clothes with her. Her fingers had hooked his underwear along with his pants and she gently eased them down.

Her cheek nuzzled and rubbed against his cock. “Lift your foot for me..”

She pulled off one boot then repeated it with the other. She then had him lift his foot again so she could remove his clothes from his leg. The whole time she nuzzled and kissed his cock, tender touches to show him that she enjoyed being close to him.

When his pants and then socks were removed, Emily stood, sliding her naked body up and along his legs as her fingers reached for his shirt. Her eyes locked on his. “You have no idea how turned on you make me.” Her voice was soft, barely audible over the shower that was running behind them. She kissed him as she removed his shirt. The moment his chest was bare she pressed against him, moaning at the skin to skin contact. “Come into the shower babe, I want to make that fantasy come true.”
 
“Of course, I don’t mind. I… I kind of like it.” He said softly. “Ok, not kind of. Really like it.”

He watched and felt what she was doing. She took such good care of him. Her touches loving and gentle as she stripped him. His body wasn’t growing hard just yet, as he had already cum so much tonight, but he knew if she kept it up, he would. He lifted his feet as she requested.

“You want me?” he asked softly as she pressed against him, her kisses, the feel of her breasts making him moan. Even as he asked that he let her guide him into the shower.
He made a soft sound of pleasure as he felt the warm water wash over him, gathering her in close to press against him. “God you feel good,” he said softly as he pressed her to him.
 
Emily wrapped her arms around his neck. Her body was pressed tightly to his as the water fell over them. “Dan..when a girl bends over in some trees and has the most intense orgasms of her life it is a pretty clear indication that she wants you. When she kneels at your feet and undresses you, she wants you. When she slides her naked wet body along yours, she wants you.”

Her eyes met his. “I know you are doubting because you think I am pretending. I am not. This is not how I act with everyone I am sent to. Most have a physical aspect, sure but that level depends on comfort. The fact that I can’t stop myself from wanting to be near you, that is because I want it. I cannot explain and I know you will doubt every word because of what I do for a living. But you can ask me every hour, ask me as you lay me down and enter me. Ask me again when I get down on my knees and take your cock eagerly into my mouth...I am going to answer yes…”

She kissed him, tongue probing his mouth. Gentler than when they came into the hotel room but still hungry, still passionate. Emily moved from his lips, down his neck, his chest, his stomach- first squatting and then kneeling until her face was level with his pelvis.

Her lips kissed sweetly along the shaft, one hand coming up to cradle him as she did so.
 
Dan felt a little silly for his doubts, for being so unsure. However, what she said was right, he did doubt because of her profession. Why would he be any different. He wanted so desperately for it to be true. He was filled with more lust for her than he’d ever experienced before. He had this feeling that it could become more than that.

She was so loving, so earnest in her words. It had to be the truth, didn’t it? He felt her kisses track down his body, her tongue tracing water droplets down his body.

By the time she reached his cock, he was fully erect once again. He was surprised she could get that kind of reaction from his body after so much play, but clearly, she could. Her delicate hand lifted him and he couldn’t help groaning at the visual of her on her knees in front of him like that. One of the first erotic stories Dan had ever read had involved this, a hot shower and a woman kneeling in front of the man. The image had stayed with him since he was 18. He couldn’t believe how arousing she was.

He had planned on them washing one another, enjoying touching, but now he was lost, all he could think about was what he knew would come next. Her every touch enticed, it promised so much more. “Oh god please,” he couldn’t help groaning as his hand found the grab bar in the shower and the other seemed to flail in the air until it rested in her hair.
 
Emily looked up from her place on her knees in front of him. Dan was hard, gripping the grab bar with his other hand in her hair. He looked amazing. He groaned, begging for her to do it.

“Look down Dan..” She wanted him to watch as she took his hard cock between her lips. She wanted him to watch it disappear into her mouth.

When she saw his eyes, Emily let her smooth lips slide over the tip, to the ridge until the head disappeared. She held there, letting him take in the sight and build the anticipation. She wanted to make this fantasy come true for him. She hoped by the end of the weekend to make as many of his fantasies come true as possible.

She took more in. Her tongue swirled around the head and then moved underneath. She pulled back, moaning as she swallowed. Emily moved her head forward again and took him deeper, over half of his cock now in her warm, welcoming mouth.

Sliding back, lips dragging on sensitive skin and tongue teasing him. Pressing forward, this time taking him all the way. Her nose was against his abdomen and the head of his cock pushed against the soft tissue at the top of her throat. She held him there, waiting, letting him feel where he was in her mouth.

Emily pulled back slowly, breathing deeply through her nose.
 
Dan looked down slowly at Emily’s urging. He let his eyes lock with hers. Then he watched what she was doing, after seeing her desire in her eyes. He watched his cock disappear into her mouth. First went the head. He could feel her tongue working over the sensitive tip, swirling, circling and eventually teasing just beneath it. He watched her bob a bit taking just a bit more. The third time down she took more than half of him. By the fourth time she moved down she took him all. It shouldn’t have surprised him that she could take all of him. She did this for a living. Yet, it still did, the effortless nature with which she did it.

Dan’s hand tightened on the bar as he let out a strangled noise of pleasure, of need. “Oh fuck,” His hand twined in her hair as he felt the subtle movement of her head as she adjusted him a little in her mouth, but kept his entire length buried in her throat for long minutes. The visual of that alone was enough to almost make his knees wobble, let alone how good it felt.

“Emily,” it was a single word, her name, but in that one word was so much need, as he fought not to buck his hips. How could she make his body thrum so easily? His eyes locked with hers again as she slowly began to pull back again. “You are too fucking good at this,” he breathed. This wasn’t even the first time she’d gone down on him tonight, but this time was different somehow. They were more comfortable. It was more real now, and she was going so much slower this time. Almost agonizingly so, a sweet sweet torture that Dan wanted to never end.
 
That was the reaction she wanted. He was focused on her and her mouth. She wanted his eyes to see it, to take in how she enjoyed him as his body felt every motion of her tongue and mouth.

His hand was in her hair, gripping her yet not in anger or aggression. It was need, pure and raw. As if to highlight that Dan managed to say her name. Emily could feel herself dripping down her thighs.

She wanted to smile at his compliment but was too focused on him. She was glad Dan was enjoying this and she intended to make his fantasy come true in a hopefully impactful way. Emily pulled back about half way and looked up at him again as her mouth getting moved, sucked around him. She swallowed away all the saliva that had gathered and made sure he could feel her mouth working. She wanted him to imagine that feeling as he came. She wanted that image in his head...his hand in her hair, her eyes on his as she swallowed every last drop.

Her tongue dragged along the underside of the rigid shaft. She was not looking to force his climax. No, this was all about working him to the edge until he gave in, unable to resist.

She pushed towards him, taking him into her throat once more. Emily inhaled with the action and then, when he was embedded once more she moaned. The vibrations rippled up her throat and around the tip of his cock.
 
This had to be what heaven felt like. There was no way it ever could get better than this. This was one of those rare stolen perfect moments. Life was full of them if you tried to look hard enough. If one took a step back and lived in the moment rather than like a chess match, 3 or 4 moves ahead. In the counseling field this would be called mindfulness. Dan was extremely aware of what was going on, the feel, each and every sensation. He was focused on the sight of her, the sounds she made.

The sound grew more intense as she moaned around his cock. It actually made him shiver. Not only did the vibration get to him, but it also made him feel even more like she wanted this. She was coaxing. She was not forcing his orgasm as he was certain she could. No, this was the epitome of being taken care of. This was not a chore to her. It was like this was a gift to him, or it was her privilege to do this for him. A term floated into his mind. Was this what they called cock worship?

“Oh god Emily,” he whispered out, hand unconsciously tightening in her hair. She was driving him up so much faster than he had expected with how slow she was going. However, the whole thing spoke to him. The feeling, the imagery, the fulfillment of a fantasy, the completely giving nature of what she was doing. The way she had taken a bit of control, shown him she wanted him. It all added up to a heady cocktail of desire.
 
That hand tightened in her hair. Emily knew he was lost in the moment, in the fantasy with her and it made this even more intense. She wanted to give him this and so much more. Her lips slid back and forth slowly along the shaft of his cock.

As she reached the head once more her eyes locked on his. She begged him with those eyes, begged him to give in and let her taste him.

As she sunk forward once more she kept her eyes locked on his as long as possible. She moaned low and slow as she took him back in. Yes, Dan..every inch makes me moan for more... She wondered if he could feel it, sense how strong her desire was.

Emily swallowed, one big swallow as he hit the back of her throat making the head of is cock bob. The head rubbed gently against the muscle of her throat. She wanted him to imagine the feel of her swallowing as he came, pulsing over and over.

Her hands reached around and lightly gripped his backside. As she moved back and forth on his cock she used that hold to gently pump his hips with her motions.
 
Dan was moaning regularly now. She had more than earned that. She had drawn it out of him. He flexed his hips in conjunction with her hand’s urging. His cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Her skill was such that he could press all the way in as far as he could go and the entrance to her throat worked over his head as she swallowed, massaging the sensitive tip.

He wasn’t quite fucking her mouth. That would have been too violent a description for what was taking place. They were working in concert, a combination of her bobbing and his moving. He was clearly growing closer and closer to giving in and filling her mouth.

He kept his eyes locked with hers as long as he could before he closed his eyes and threw his head back to give himself fully to the feel. “I’m going to, oh god.” He was moaning somewhere between a growl and whimper. He finally let his hips studder and he jerked, trying not to slam his cock into her throat as he released. She drew it from deep inside him and his body reacted with strong physical spasms. “Please, oh fuck Emily.” His hand was in her hair as the water beat down on him. There was so much stimulation as he clutched the bar to not fall over. “Holy shit,” he whispered as his body continued to spasm. It was like the longer that she milked him with her mouth and hand, the longer she extended his orgasm.
 
Emily kept moving her lips, her hands. She glanced up to see his face, to see him lost in the moment.

His words had her on the precipice of an orgasm. He was giving into the sensations, the moment and Emily was so aroused by him. She swallowed each spurt, her hand urged him deeper. Over and over again she swallowed, the muscles of her throat moving as she did.

His body continued to spasm as she slowed her movements. She could feel the shaking in his legs as his whole body seemed to be affected. It was what she had wanted, to give him his fantasy to its fullest.

She slowed her swallowing, drawing her lips back little by little. Her tongue moved to gently lick him clean. Eventually, Emily freed him from the warmth of her mouth and took a few deep breaths. Her hand slid down, between her legs and with a soft touch of her finger over her clit, she came. Kneeling before him her body shook and she moaned. Just one, just enough to take the edge off.

Emily smiled up at him and stood up. “I hope that compared positively to your fantasy.” She whispered it as she stepped in and let her hands slide up his chest.
 
Not only did she make feel unbelievably good, but it was to get even better. His eyes slowly opened and he looked down as her motions slowed, as he was slowly released from the warmth of her mouth. His eyes met hers briefly before he watched her hand slip down between her legs.

The view wasn’t good enough to see exactly what she did to herself. Yet, the shutter of an orgasm was unmistakable. She had come with a single touch in response to going down on him. She was unbelievable. “Wow. Did you just…” he trailed off as she came to her feet and pressed close.

He wrapped his arms around her holding her to him, feeling her breasts on his chest as she slid her hands up and over his chest and shoulders. “Yes, it was…simply amazing. Everything about you is amazing. I cannot believe you’re real. That was so intimate, it was like you wanted nothing more than to please me.” He paused and then continued. “It felt special, not like this was your job, but something you the woman wanted to do. It is a gift I will always treasure no matter what happens. You made my oldest fantasy come true.”

He lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her. He could taste himself on her tongue, but he didn’t care. For something that intimate he would have taken all of his cum from her.
 
Emily kissed him back. Her arms were around his neck, her naked body pressed to his. It felt comfortable and right. “I know you can’t help it but I wish I could make you forget my job and just enjoy me being here. Really immerse yourself in the weekend. I am your girlfriend.”

She reached over and turned the heat up a little on the water. “Babe, you need to know that I did that because I wanted to. Because as your girlfriend it makes me happy to see you happy.” She rose on tip toe and put her lips to his ear. “And yes, I got myself off, just a small one. I needed to take the edge off. That made me very, very turned on.” Emily rubbed her body against his before pulling away and soaping up a wash cloth.

“Come on, let me wash your back.” She smiled. “If you are good I will let you wash mine.”

She didn't know how to get him out of his head, how to get into the fantasy. She was worried he would say something like that around his family. It was likely safer in some aspects. The more he reminded her, reminded himself the easier it would be to keep her emotions buried and hidden. It was one thing for her to acknowledge to herself just how infatuated she was with him. It was another for her let him in on it. Her concern wasn't when they were alone but with his family. If he slipped up like that someone might question him, press for answers and then this would be for nothing.
 
Dan flushed. “I really am trying,” he tried to explain. “That was different. I was trying to say that I felt something different. Maybe it was silly.” He frowned.

He shivered as she told him that she had been turned on by doing that. “I like that it excites you,” he replied. “I like watching you touch yourself. I’d like to do that sometime. You know, actually watch you.”

He shivered at her next words, “What do I have to do to be good?” he asked as he obediently turned around. “Also are you going to wash my front too?” he asked as he placed his hands on the wall stretching his back, exposing his back and ass to her as he bent just a bit. He was unaware of her fears, seeming on the surface to be excited for what ever she wanted to do next, open to what sensations came next.
 
"I will make sure you get the chance to see me get myself off." Emily smiled.

He turned and she licked her lips. She soaped up the wash cloth and began washing his back. "Do as I say, that is how you show that you are being good and of course I will wash your front. You might have to be extra good to wash mine though..." Her tone was low and teasing.

She soaped up his back and then dropped the face cloth. She picked up the soap and lathered up her hands. Emily slid it between the cheeks of his ass, washing him there. She used the soap to let her fingers brush over the tight ring of his ass as she washed him. Emily stepped in and let her breasts rub against his soapy back. "How does that feel, babe?"
 
The promise to let him see her get herself off sometime in the future made him smile. Though he wasn’t facing her and she couldn’t see it he anticipated that chance. “I’ll do anything you say,” he said, his voice low and a bit husky, thick with arousal. “I’m sure I can be good.”

Her hands washing down his back made him moan low with pleasure. Her hands were soft and gentle, yet still strong. He tried not to groan too much; he didn’t want to sound dramatic.

However, that was severely tested as she slid her hands no longer burdened with the wash cloth between the cheeks of his ass. Her sensitive fingertips brushing over his anus. His gasp was barely heard over the pound of the water. “Good,” he said, and it sounded squeaky. He cleared his throat and tried again. “It feels good,” he managed to get out.
 
Emily adored his reaction. She wondered if anyone had ever touched him like this before. She let her fingers move gently back and forth in small motions against the puckered muscle. "It feels good...do you want me to keep going?"

She leaned in, laying her cheek to his back and pressing her body against his. Her other hand reached under and began to wash and fondle his balls. She rolled them gently, feeling their weight in her palm, the soft skin against her fingers.

"I want to make you feel good, Dan..." She whispered.
 
“I think you’re doing a pretty darn good job,” Dan said still breathlessly. Her touch felt good. New in a way, he was for sure not used to it. “I don’t want you to stop,” he said. He wasn’t really sure what he was inviting. Would she penetrate him. Did he want that. He didn’t have answers but he did know he was enjoying how this felt so far.

He rested his palms against the wall. He could feel the warmth of the water as it rushed against him. The warmth was soothing, and it just added to the sensations as she fondled and teased his body.

Feeling her breasts against his back as she pressed close just added to the overall sensations, she was a soothing presence, even as she aroused him.
 
“I won’t stop but will go slow. You tell me what feels good...tell me if you need something different…” Emily pressed against him as her soapy fingers touched his ass.

“Start small…” Her pinky up to the first knuckle slid inside of him. It passed easily through the muscle of his anus. It was small and slender, slipping in easily with the help of the soap. She kissed his back. “How does that feel, babe?” She held it still for a moment, letting him get used to it before she began slowly moving it in and out.

Emily was very turned on. Exploring his fantasies and trying new things with him just fuelled her own desires. Her other hand reached between her legs. She slowly rubbed her clit as her pinky slowly moved in and out of his ass. She moaned softly. "Do you want a little bigger?"
 
Dan was a bit surprised when she did in fact penetrate him, but the pinky barely stretched him and with the soap he almost didn’t notice at first. He made a low noise of approval.

He had no way to know of her touching herself, however if he had it would have just excited him more. “Yes, I want to feel more, want to know what it’s like.” He spoke. He didn’t sound confident in his decision but there was still plenty of desire in his tone he was clearly still aroused even if this was new.

He had never expected his body to react so soon to such a strong climax, but it seemed that that might actually be happening. This woman was unbelievable, unlike anything he’d ever experienced before. He felt like he should stop her, focus on pleasing her after that blowjob, but she did not seem intent on stopping anytime soon. Truth be told he didn’t want her to stop. There was that little part of him inside that loved that she wanted to please him, and enjoyed her attentions not just for the pleasure but for the intent behind them.
 
Emily kissed his back. "Talk to me and if it ever gets uncomfortable you must tell me right away."

She didn't pull her pinky out right away. Her fingers stroked her clit a little more and she pressed her forehead into his back as she came. Only then when the edge was taken off did she slip the little finger from him backside.

She rubbed his ass slowly, gently. "A little bigger..." Emily eased the tip of her first finger in past the tight ring of his anus. She held it there once more letting him adjust. "When you are ready ease back onto my finger..."
 
He liked the feeling of her finger. He could tell that she was playing when she lay her head to his back and he felt her body tremble with her release. It was a feeling he was coming to recognize and treasure.

“That is so hot,” he breathed. “How easily and often you orgasm.”

He felt her ease the tip of her finger into him. He could feel that more, but she was gentle, and he eased himself back against her finger. “Please,” he whispered, not even sure what he was begging for, yet still compelled to do so.
 
Emily held her hand still and let Dan press back at his comfort level. He could decide how fast, how far he wanted her finger to enter his ass. His ‘please’ made her smile and she once more leaned in and kissed his back.

Her finger crooked, bending and she found his prostate. The pad of her finger began to move very slowly, back and forth over it. “How does that feel?”

It was hard, smooth and around her finger the muscle was tight. She tried not to move the digit too much as he needed to get used to it.

Her own hand found its way back between her legs and Emily began to gently rub her clit as she played with his prostate. She wanted to get herself close then she would stroke his cock. She was in no hurry, she wanted him to enjoy this new sensation and that was best done by taking time.

"I am touching my clit for you..."
 
Emily did something with her finger and Dan let out a low moan. Her Digit caressed his prostate and beyond all belief he grew harder again. How, how did she do this to him. He didn’t even think he wanted to cum this much as an 18-year-old, and yet she was turning him on, again.

Her words, so breathy, so full of her own desire. “God, you are?” he said. He could feel the beat of the water against his chest, feel the tile under his palms. Now, he could imagine her fingertips rubbing over her clit.

He mentally counted down the seconds, knowing she would orgasm again if the rest of the night was a good example. “Cum again,” he found himself whispering, urging her to continue not to stop. Her finger moved in him and he gasped, turned on by all of this, it was so new, so exciting.
 
His moan sent shivers up her spine. She gently milked his prostate.

"Yes, I am...I am turned on by your moans, your breathing...the feel of my finger inside of you." Emily pressed closer to his side. She liked that he told her what he wanted. It was the urgency of it. He seemed so surprised that she was turned on by him, by doing this. She loved that she could give him these experiences.

She leaned her head on his shoulder as her body began to tremble. "I am going to cum...oh Dan..."

The finger in his ass pressed down and rubbed firmly as Emily cried out softly. "Dan...cumming for you..."
 
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