The Passion of Female Escort

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The June weather in our city was scorching hot, the air thick with a suffocating smell of smog. My alarm clock jolted me awake; it was already 10 a.m. (Sorry, I love sleeping in). Ugh, another business trip today, to the county to handle some business matters. I got up, washed, packed my things, and headed straight to the bus station. The bus was at 10:30, and whether I was lucky or not, it was completely full. Just then, a fat guy next to the conductor suddenly had an emergency and couldn't leave, so he wanted a refund. Perfect, I got a front-row seat even though I was late.
It was time to check tickets, but the seat next to me was still empty. Just as I was wondering why, a woman appeared outside the door. Before I could even see her, I heard a hoarse voice say, "Sorry, something came up and I was delayed."
The driver yelled, "Hurry up, we're about to leave! Check
tickets now!" At that moment, the woman had already boarded the bus and was standing in front of me. She whispered, "Give me your ticket."
I looked up and, well, the woman's voice wasn't very clear, but she was quite pretty. Without looking too closely, I took out my ticket. In that brief moment, I gave her a few good looks. She had short, ear-length hair with highlights, a high, pointed nose, an oval face, and thin but rosy lips. Because of being on the bus for so long, her skin had a sun-kissed tan, making it look neither too fair nor too dark, giving her a healthy appearance.
"Sir, please keep your ticket safe," the woman's voice interrupted me. She walked past me and went to check tickets.
I couldn't help but glance back at her. From behind, the woman had a stunning figure. A pink knee-length dress accentuated her curves, her slender waist seemed almost too delicate to be encircled, and her firm, full hips were a perfect match for her body. I was secretly delighted. This beautiful woman would be my companion for the next five hours—how wonderful! I'd just wait patiently; she'd be by my side after her ticket was checked.
Ten minutes later, the ticket check was complete, and the woman approached. I had deliberately stretched my legs out, blocking her way. The female escort walked up to me, saw there was no way in, and said, "Excuse me, sir, may I go in?"
"Oh, sorry," I said, withdrawing my leg.
She stepped inside, sat down next to me, and said, "Driver, please start the journey."
Finally, my wonderful journey began.
The car slowly drove along the city streets. The people inside seemed to be excitedly boasting, while I kept glancing out the window, each time stealing a glance at the woman beside me. She seemed perfectly used to having a strange man sitting next to her, completely unaware of my inner tension and longing.
I racked my brains, trying to figure out what to say to her; after all, if you want to woo her, the man has to take the initiative. But I was afraid of being rejected, my mind pounding like a drum. Finally, I decided to wait; there was still plenty of time. There was no verbal exchange, but I couldn't just sit idly by. Because the seats were so close, our arms inevitably touched when the car swayed, but she didn't seem inclined to pull her arm away. This gave me some courage. I moved my hips a little closer to her, increasing the chances of our arms touching. Each touch allowed me to feel her warmth and smooth skin, a sensation that fueled my restlessness. My penis started to stir, tenting in my pants. Men are all animals that think with their lower bodies.
At that moment, I decided to take the plunge, even if it meant hitting a wall. So, I mustered my courage, turned to her
, and asked, "Little sister, how many hours does it take to get to XX County? When will we arrive?" Hearing my question, she turned to me, smiled, and said, "Oh, it takes about five hours, around 3:30."
Seeing that she was responding, I couldn't let the opportunity slip by. I thought to myself: "Once you start talking, I don't believe you won't keep bragging to me."
So, I started rambling on and on. Having worked in sales for many years, I've seen and heard quite a few strange tales, and I'm pretty good at boasting.
After chatting for a while, I took a bag of sunflower seeds out of my bag, unsealed it, and handed it to her, saying, "Here, little sister, have some sunflower seeds. I'm pretty bored anyway."
She smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."
We chatted while eating sunflower seeds. With my prompting, she told me her name was Zhang Yan, she was 30 years old, and her husband was also a driver. Because of their shifts, her husband often couldn't see her, and they could only spend a few days together each month during his days off. Hearing her situation, I felt a bit more confident; it seemed like I had a chance.
Before I knew it, two hours had passed. I looked back at the bus. Since it was already noon and the weather was very hot, many passengers were already dozing off, making it quite quiet. After two hours of conversation, we were fairly familiar with each other, and I felt bolder.
I decided to end the chat and said to her, "Oh, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."
She said, "Go ahead and sleep, I'll wake you when we get there."
I closed my eyes and pretended to fall asleep, but actually, I couldn't sleep at all. After about ten minutes, I figured it was about time, so I slowly leaned my head towards her, resting it on her shoulder. She thought I was asleep and didn't notice. So, with my head on her shoulder, I inhaled the fragrance of her hair and the unique scent of a woman—it was truly a pleasure!
Every now and then, I would open my eyes to see what she was doing, so I could make further moves. Sure enough, since no one was talking to her, she seemed bored, and since this was the time when people are most prone to dozing off, she started to doze off too. Our heads were almost touching. I saw my chance, so I lifted my head and gently let her head rest on my chest, wrapping my arms around her waist from behind. Because of the change in position, her neckline was now completely exposed to me, and I could easily see what was underneath.
Her skin was so white, a completely different color from her face. Her white bra barely contained her full, white breasts, and the deep cleavage made me dizzy. I hadn't expected happiness to come so quickly.
My hands began to wander, gently caressing her waist. Even through her skirt, I could feel the soft curves of a mature woman's waist and abdomen. I slowly moved my hand to her thigh, gradually lifting her skirt until most of her fair thighs were exposed.
Afraid someone would see, I glanced around. The passengers within my line of sight were all asleep. My lust intensified, and I continued to caress her fair, rounded thighs. Zhang Yan seemed to stir slightly, as if she sensed my touch. I stopped caressing her, placing my hand on her leg, but she remained still, even emitting soft snores, as if encouraging me to proceed further.
I was no longer satisfied with just this caressing. I pulled my hand back, pulled her skirt up from under her buttocks, and placed my hand under her buttocks, letting my palm feel her full, firm buttocks—my favorite part. My hands had limited space under her buttocks, so I could only gently pinch her flesh with my knuckles. This clandestine feeling was far more stimulating than having sex directly with a woman. My penis was already throbbing, and I was thinking about thrusting it into her vagina from behind. My other hand wasn't idle either; it began to caress her breasts. I estimated they were at least a 36C cup—truly a stunner.
Under the teasing of my hands, Zhang Yan's body changed. I could clearly feel her chest heaving and her heartbeat quickening. But she still didn't wake up, and I continued my actions. However, I still didn't dare to take any further steps, after all, the situation was still unclear.
My hand was starting to feel uncomfortable in that position, so I tried to pull it out to rest. Just as I did, she suddenly woke up. Luckily, I hadn't done anything to her. She looked up, her face flushed, brushed her hair aside, and said shyly, "I don't know how I fell asleep. I'm sorry, I was leaning on you."
I smiled and said, "It's nothing. You were sleeping so soundly, I wanted you to be comfortable, so I let you rest your head on my chest."
"You don't mind, do you?" I asked her tentatively.
She replied apologetically, "No, it's because I pressed down on you and made you sleep poorly."
Hearing her say that, I became bolder and teased, "Oh, why do you say that? With such a beautiful woman like you on my back, I'd be happy even if we didn't get to our destination right now. Haha!"
Zhang Yan blushed slightly when she heard me say that. This was a respectable woman, completely different from a prostitute. Her shy expression completely captivated me, and at that moment, I actually started to feel attracted to her.
She pouted and said, "Brother, are you teasing me? I'm not a beauty at all, I'm a mother."
I said, "Hehe, mothers are the most charming, more attractive than younger girls. Women your age are the most attractive and appealing to men."
Zhang Yan widened her eyes and said, "You know women well, you must have many girlfriends?"
I said, "No way, I'm married, where would I have girlfriends? If you could be my girlfriend, I'd be very happy."
At this point, our conversation turned to the topic of men and women, and she became more open, although we spoke very quietly. From her words, I could sense her desire for sex. I asked her, "Anything else after we arrive?"
She said, "No."
I said, "Then let's go out tonight. I don't know many people in the county, and I'm alone anyway, so let's go for a walk together."
She said, "Okay, I'll call you after I finish handing over the accounts."
So we exchanged phone numbers. I thought to myself, I'm only one step away from success.
The car was still speeding along the smooth road, but my heart had already flown to the county. The car finally arrived at the station.
We parted ways. I quickly booked a hotel room in the city, took a shower, changed my clothes, and went out. I figured she should be done by now, so I called her and asked, "Are you done?"
She replied, "Yes, I'm done. I was just about to call you."
I told her where I was waiting for her, and she said, "Okay, I'll be right there."
Ten minutes later, a taxi stopped in front of me. She got out and said, "It's so hot, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."
I said, "It's alright. Let's go for a walk; we've been sitting in the car for hours, we need to stretch our legs."
Zhang Yan said, "Okay. Where to?"
I said, "The square up ahead, there are lots of trees there, we won't be in the sun."
We walked there, chatting as we went. When we got to the square, I felt I should do something to bring us closer.
I said, "Zhang Yan, your fingers are so beautiful, plump and straight, let me see them."
She said, "What's so special about them?"
But as she said that, she held out her hand. Of course, I wouldn't miss the opportunity. I held her hand in mine, gently stroking the back of her hand with my thumb, saying, "Your hands are so smooth. You don't do housework at home, do you?"
She replied, "Yes, my mother-in-law usually does it."
I continued teasingly, "I don't want to let go of such smooth hands. It feels so good. I wish I could hold your hand like this forever."
Zhang Yan seemed a little shy and tried to pull her hand away, but I didn't let go. I said, "Don't rush, let me hold it a little longer, okay?"
She didn't pull away again, which was her consent. I continued to hold her hand and stroked the back of her hand with my other hand, saying, "So smooth," as if appreciating a work of art.
At this moment, she said shyly, "Have you touched enough?"
I checked the time and said, "It's already 6 o'clock. Let's go eat."
She nodded, and I got up and took her hand. She had already accepted my actions, so I held her hand and walked like that, as if I had returned to my first love. I was truly moved by her, and a feeling of love welled up inside me.
We went out for hot pot. Eating hot pot on such a hot day is a big hobby here. Afterwards, we felt completely refreshed, a feeling that other provinces can't understand.
I asked Zhang Yan, "Aren't you hot?"
She said, "So hot! I'm all sweaty."
I teased, "Really? Let me smell you and see if
you smell good or bad." She playfully scolded, "Don't give me that."
But I don't know what she really meant. We all laughed at each other.
I said, "Come on, let's go to my place and rest for a while, enjoy the air conditioning, wash off the sweat, and cool off."
Zhang Yan asked, "Is it far?"
Actually, this already told me she was willing to go, but she just didn't want to say it directly. We took a taxi straight to my place. Once inside, I took off my coat and lay down on the bed, shouting, "This is so comfortable! Come and enjoy this!"
Zhang Yan said, "Get lost, I'm not."
Then she went into the bathroom. I guessed she was going to pee. I enjoyed the sound of her urinating inside, like beautiful music that sparked countless fantasies.
A while later, she came out, and I asked her, "Is the air conditioning temperature okay?"
She said, "It's alright."
I turned on the TV and said to her, "Go take a shower, you sweated so much while eating."
Zhang Yan seemed to understand what was about to happen; in fact, women who plan to be alone with a man are already prepared for what might happen. But she still deliberately said, "Don't peek."
I said, "I know, I'm not a pervert."
Zhang Yan went back into the bathroom, and soon I heard the sound of running water. I knew she was already naked by then, and I was thinking that it was time to catch a glimpse.
I quietly approached the bathroom and gently turned the lock. Ah, it wasn't locked. I slowly turned the lock, revealing a small crack in the bathroom door, but I could see everything inside. A mature woman's body was right before my eyes. Zhang Yan had already lathered her body with shower gel, her hands rubbing back and forth on her fair and full skin. The foam covered her entire body, and under the light, her skin appeared even whiter and smoother. Her back was to me; she was about 1.5 meters tall, with shapely, rounded legs supporting her full buttocks. Her buttocks were quite thick, not very wide, but with high, rounded peaks—the kind of buttocks I had longed for. Looking at her buttocks, my penis began to harden; a woman's buttocks are the most alluring to me. I unconsciously began to masturbate, anticipating penetrating her from behind.
Suddenly, she bent down to wash her legs, her full buttocks now facing me, appearing even larger, as if welcoming my penetration. This position allowed me to see her little peach between her legs. From behind, without the obstruction of pubic hair, it was even clearer; two thick labia majora were pressed together, forming a peach shape, with the vulva clearly visible. Water flowed down her buttocks and through the vulva, making me so tempted to drink some.
My lust was burning, and I was starting to lose control. I simply opened the door, but she didn't notice and was still facing me. I approached her and softly said, "Xiaoyan, let's shower together."
She turned around when she heard my voice, hugging her chest, but then realizing her lower body was also exposed, she quickly lowered one hand to cover herself. I still vividly remember that bewildered expression.
She blushed and said, "Why did you come in?"
I laughed and said, "You told me not to peek, but I'm looking openly now, I haven't disobeyed you."
Zhang Yan blushed and didn't say anything more. A woman's silence is often a tacit agreement. I didn't hold back either, pulled down my pants, and hugged her. Passion silently ignited between us, filling the bathroom with an increasingly intense atmosphere of lust. The water amplified this atmosphere. I held her naked body from behind, my swollen penis rubbing back and forth between her plump buttocks. I wasn't in a hurry to penetrate her; I wanted to fully savor the prelude. My hands encircled her chest, grasping her 36C breasts, squeezing them forcefully with the help of the shower gel, my fingers pinching and twisting her two purple grape-like nipples.
Under my provocation, Zhang Yan's lust quickly rose, and she let out soft moans, turning her head to kiss my lips. Our tongues intertwined, swallowing each other's tongues. The grinding of my penis against her buttocks made Zhang Yan's vagina begin to wet, and I could feel the sticky vaginal fluid covering my penis. I withdrew one hand and began to caress her clitoris. Her clitoris was very prominent and easy to touch with my fingers. As soon as I touched it, her body convulsed, reacting strongly, and her cries grew louder. I continued to attack there, and with the continuous stimulation of my fingers, her clitoris became larger, Zhang Yan's breathing became more rapid, and her body convulsed more and more frequently. Her vagina was already full of love fluid, ready to welcome the insertion of my penis at any moment.
I asked her, "Is it itchy down there? Do you want your cock inside?"
Zhang Yan writhed and murmured, "It's so itchy down there, you touch me so comfortably, I'm so wet, I really want your big cock. A woman isn't a lady at this point."
After saying that, she turned around and grabbed my cock with her hand. My cock was already big, and a large part of it was still sticking out in her hand, the purplish-red glans drooling and staring at her. She squatted down and put my cock in her mouth to give me oral sex. My cock felt warm in her mouth, and her tongue licked up and down the connection between the penis and the glans, which was my most sensitive spot. My buttocks involuntarily clenched. Her oral sex skills were really good. Her tongue rolled around on my cock, and her small mouth swallowed and played with my glans. She even gave a deep thrust, pushing my cock all the way in. Several times I deliberately pushed it deep into her throat, making her feel suffocated. Because it was too deep, she gagged a few times, and my cock, along with her stomach acid, was pulled out of her mouth.
This action aroused my animalistic instincts. I yelled, "Lift your ass up, I'm going to fuck you from behind."
She obediently lay on the edge of the bathtub, her ass raised high. Now I could admire her plump, white buttocks up close. I parted her legs, not rushing to penetrate, but squatting down and reaching for her anus. It was a beautiful anus, so tight, purplish-brown, with folds radiating outwards. I slowly inserted my finger inside. Thanks to the lubrication of the bath soap, it went in easily. Her anus contracted, tightly gripping my finger, and she cried out, "Don't touch there, it hurts."
Of course, I ignored her. I knew it was just a slight swelling. I continued my piston-like movements inside, and she stopped crying out, instead making a sound of pleasure. Actually, the anus can also produce pleasure. I slowly inserted my other finger as well, and she moved her hips to meet my movements. My other hand stimulated her clitoris, and under the dual pleasure, she went wild, letting out beast-like howls and lewd cries: "Big cock brother, you're making me feel so good, I want you to fuck me, my pussy is so itchy, fuck me now, I can't take it anymore..." But
I wasn't in a hurry. I withdrew my finger and looked at her anus, which opened and closed like a small mouth singing. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and taste it; it had a slightly astringent flavor. My tongue circled and licked the outside of her anus, occasionally lightly touching her vagina. Under the stimulation of my tongue, Zhang Yan's desire intensified, and her body felt like it was about to explode. I knew it was time to penetrate.
I stood up, grasped my penis, and pushed it to the entrance of her vagina. With a thrust of my hips, my entire penis was inserted in one go. Instantly, I felt a tidal wave inside, and warm vaginal fluid completely submerged my penis.
As my penis entered her, Zhang Yan cried out, "Ah...I want a big cock to fuck me...faster..."
Hearing her cry, I became excited too, thrusting my hips hard dozens of times, each time penetrating completely. Each time, my purplish-red glans turned her tender, red labia inside out. While forcefully thrusting into her vagina, I watched the waves of flesh ripple from each impact. The white waves made me want to slap her buttocks. I slapped her hard, leaving my handprints on her snow-white buttocks, and each slap elicited a moan from her. She seemed to enjoy this wild way of making love.
I asked her, "Do you like me spanking you?"
She said, "Yes, I've never tried this before. It feels better when you hit me hard."
Hearing this, I didn't hold back and increased the force. Soon, her buttocks were bright red from my slaps.
I got tired of slapping her, my penis still pumping, but my hands couldn't be idle. I decided to explore her anus, continuing to probe it with my fingers. At this moment, her body began to convulse again, and the convulsions grew stronger and stronger, her moans becoming louder and louder. I knew she was about to climax, so I increased the speed of my thrusts. I felt like I was reaching her cervix. Suddenly, she screamed, her vagina gripping my penis tightly, her whole body convulsing uncontrollably. I felt like her vagina was sucking me in, the inner walls constantly squeezing my glans. Hot fluid sprayed onto my glans like a tidal wave, the scalding vaginal fluid surrounding my glans. I was starting to lose control; a tingling sensation stretched up my spine.
I gritted my teeth and thrust hard into her vagina dozens more times, probably hurting her cervix. With each thrust, she screamed. My speed increased, and I was about to ejaculate. She seemed to feel it too, arching her hips to meet mine, moaning loudly. I gripped her buttocks tightly, and my penis ejaculated all my semen into her vagina.
Stimulated by me, she also experienced a second orgasm. I grabbed her breasts from behind, collapsing onto her back. She supported my body, and we remained motionless. Semen and vaginal fluid mixed and gushed down her thighs onto the floor. After
showering, we got into bed and snuggled together. I asked her, "Do you like making love with me?"
She said shyly, "Yes, I haven't felt this good in a long time. Your penis is so long, it hurts."
I laughed and said, "Did it hit your cervix?"
She didn't answer, but just gently hit me.
I asked her, "Will you still make love with me in the future?"
She was embarrassed and didn't speak, but cupped my face and gave me a deep kiss. I lit two cigarettes and held her as we smoked, not wanting to say anything else. Regardless of whether she wanted to be with me in the future, I felt this moment was the most beautiful.
That night, we made love three times, wildly enjoying the passion this business trip had brought me. After that night, I experienced her gentleness and wildness; I had fallen in love with her. When we parted, we promised each other to cherish each other and make our relationship last.
I want to thank the person who refunded the ticket; he gave me this passion and also helped me find a wonderful woman.

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