Erotic Fiction
I had really enjoyed my time when I was working at one of the high class escort agencies in London. Most of the London escort agencies I worked for had a very good database of reputable clients- rich and respectful business men. I met a lot of them and my favourite was Viktor, a successful Russian man in his mid 50s. He was very charming, kind and generous to me. I would usually see him when he came to London for business meetings, so it would be a few nights staying at his presidential suite in one of the best hotels in central London. The best part of it was that, not only that I would get dined and wined at the best restaurants, but Viktor would take me out shopping on the weekend too!
I remember one Saturday; after our mind blowing sex followed by a big breakfast in bed, Viktor surprised me with a beautiful Chanel dress that came in a huge pearly box tied with black and white ribbons. The dress was a beautiful silk fabric with satin details and lace all around the back. It was a shimmery light grey colour which complimented my tanned skin, dark hair, and aqua blue eyes. I gave myself a long hot shower and got changed into the new dress, while Viktor made a few important phone calls. He was taking me shopping in Knightsbridge and I had butterflies in my stomach from the excitement.
After the driver dropped us off, we were greeted by a specially arranged personal shopper at the door. We were escorted to the luxurious floor where all the garments and accessories were arranged neatly in what almost seemed like an untouchable pattern. The room was very spacious with lots of mirrors and soft beige carpet. Viktor nodded at the assistant and she promptly brought over several dresses and shoes to try on. I sat on the white leather sofa in the middle of the room, and slowly slipped out of my clothes. I didn’t have any underwear on but Viktor had cleared the whole space for me so there was no other shoppers around.
This turned out to be quite a turn on for him; he came over to me, placing his big hands over my naked body and started caressing and kissing my breasts. He did not care about the presence of the personal shopper, who was standing rather awkwardly by our side, moving slowly away trying to excuse herself from a live sex act that was about to happen on their white leather sofa! I spread myself wide open onto the couch so Viktor could go down on me. His stubble scratched against my sensitive bare skin, sending me waves of pleasure up my spine. I dug my finger tips into the couch and flexed my buttocks to receive more of his tongue; he really enjoyed watching my body wiggle with the effect he had on me. I could feel ripples of pleasure building up, so I pleaded for him to be inside me. I fumbled with his fly to reveal his big hard erection, which was silkily swollen with desire. Our bodies tangled while he slammed into me with a slow yet aggressive motion. He grabbed onto my hair and pulled hard as he lost himself in each thrust. By now our bodies were drenched in sweat and slippery with juices. I wrapped my legs around his buttocks to draw him deeper into me. Viktor picked up the speed and buried his face into my breasts when we finally came together. We were making so much noise that I thought the whole building could hear us!