Monday, September 14, 2009

Aim to Please

Monday, September 14, 2009
Every once in awhile, I'll meet a client who seems to think it's her responsibility to pleasure me. One would think that a woman who's paying several hundred dollars an hour for sex would be focused on her own pleasures, but that wasn't the case. From the minute we entered the bedroom, it seemed she was on a mission -- mainly to get me to orgasm before the hour was finished.

"Slow down," I said. "There's no rush. What do you want to do?"

"Just lay down on your back," she said. "I'll do the rest."

I did as she asked, and before I knew it, my boxers were around my ankles and she was sucking my cock. She was pretty good, actually, and the fact that she didn't ignore my testicles was an added bonus. The only "bad" part was when her fingernails dug into my abdomen, though a quick tap of the hand ended that.

"All right," I said, feeling I was about to ejaculate. "I'm going to--"

She wouldn't let go. I've never had a client swallow, but there's a first time for everything. After she pulled off, she went into the bathroom and gargled with some mouthwash, then came back into the bedroom.

"Still some time left," I said. "Come on, I'll return the favor."

"Return the... Oh, all right."

"Unless there's something else you'd like to do...?" I said, not quite sure what this woman had in mind. Why did she hire me, anyway? Did she have a penis craving that just couldn't wait? I know women are often just as sexually ravenous as men, but feel they can't express these desires without being called a slut/whore/etc.

"My ex used to spank me," she said. "Would you be willing?"

My eye brows must have been up to my skull. Still, if that's what she really wanted, I was in no position to argue. It was then that I realized why I'd been hired: To recreate the sex games she used to do with her ex. Hiring a male sex worker to recreate the memories from a former lover isn't unheard of.

After leaning over the desk, I took down her underwear and began kneading the flesh of her ass, finding it soft yet firm, the result of aerobics and pilates and any other exercise regimen that's popular among women.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"Yes -- just do it."

And that's just what I did. One after the other, my right hand struck her flesh, reddening it and causing her to shudder in what I hope was pleasure. After a good twenty smacks, I told her she'd had enough -- but that I didn't feel right not giving her anything else. And so I guided her to the bed, and told her to kneel on all fours like she was preparing to take it doggie style.

"There's condoms and lube in the bathroom," she said.

"Won't need it," I answered, and then went down on her from behind. I briefly thought of rimming her, but I only do that with people I know -- or at least a client I've been seeing regularly for several months. As I continued to use my lips and tongue, I gave her ass a few extra smacks, feeling her shudder in the process.

And then, she came.

While being "dominant" with a woman isn't something I ever fantasized about, I have to say the experience wasn't that bad. Do a lot of women have these fantasies about being dominated or submissive? Perhaps it's because the women in my life are so strong, I forget that not everyone with a XX chromosome is an alpha woman.

For once, it was nice to be in charge.
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