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50 Shades of Grey, but only light.


We have met on a few occasions and she finally had the courage to ask, “Vince, I would like to play like Shades of Grey, but only light.”   I am quite happy that she finally opened up to me and expressed the desire I could already sense in her subtle questions and the passion of her lovemaking.   I had given her precise instructions on what to wear and to arrive at my hotel room at 8:00 p.m. sharp.  Say nothing.  Follow my instructions . . . exactly.  We had set some parameters in advance, so that I could ensure she was comfortable and felt safe.  She had given me a few hard boundaries, but was willing (and a bit eager) to explore her limits with me. . . I liked that.

The digital clock on the nightstand had just turned to 8:00 when I hear two soft knocks.  I open the door and gesture for her to come inside, closing the door behind her.  She is a beautiful and intriguing sight, as she stands there in her black high boots, her hands tucked in the pockets of her black trench coat, tied tightly around her waist . . .  like a mysterious gift longing to be unwrapped.  She knew this outfit to wear because it is described on my menu of Lighter Shade of Grey.  She looks down nervously as I step toward her.  “Look at me” I command in a low, but firm tone.  She lifts her eyes and I hold her gaze until I stand just a few inches from her.  I say nothing as I run my fingers along her face, under her chin, continuing to hold her gaze intently as I whisper seductively, “You are mine tonight, yes?”  I can feel the sharp intake of her breath as she nods.  I brush my lips against hers, speaking slowly.  “You will do exactly as I say.  There are consequences if you do not.  You understand?”  Again, she nods as her breath quickens. 

“Good” I say sharply and step back abruptly.  “Remove your coat and hand it to me.”  She unties the belt and slides the coat off her shoulders.  I take it from her and hang it in the closet, then move to the table and leisurely open a bottle of champagne, pouring myself a glass as I eye her carefully.  She has dressed exactly as I asked . . . only a black lace bustier with matching panties and black stockings.  She looks amazing, but I reveal no hint of my satisfaction to her.  She is unsure, vulnerable, nervous . . . but excited, I can see it in her eyes, in the rapid fall and rise of her chest.  This is part of the game, my dear, I think to myself.  Patience on my part . . . unknowing, waiting, anticipating on hers.  I offer her a sip of the champagne.  Her hand trembles slightly as she takes the glass and returns it to me.

I cover her eyes with a black silk scarf and use another to secure her wrists behind her back.  She gasps as I secure the knots and pull them tight, but not so tight as to be painful.  I gather her hair in one hand and pull her head back, commanding at the same time, “Open your mouth.”  She obeys, and I pour a little champagne down her throat and she swallows.  “Keep your mouth open!”  She obediently opens her lips again.  This time I pour, but do not stop, filling her mouth until the cool liquid overflows and runs down her neck, disappearing into the cleavage of her ample breasts I pull the down the cups of her bustier to reveal her sweet breasts, massaging and squeezing them in my strong hands.  I leave her nipples exposed and step back, admiring her.  Her body trembles as she waits, not knowing what I will do next.  I reassure her, “You are beautiful like this my dear.”  I take a sip of the cold champagne and take her exposed breast in my mouth, sucking and teasing her nipple with my tongue.  I cover her mouth with one hand and hold her steady with the other as I move from one breast to the other, her muffled cries only increasing the intensity of my assault on her delicious breasts. 

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Metro date London

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Male companion London Metro date London Part 2:

Vince, male companion London and her, paused and kissed tenderly as the train jolted to a stop at the next station.  A gentleman boarded and inexplicably, sat down across from them, giving them a friendly smile.  Vince looked at her with a questioning expression . . . what do we do?  Again, the mischief flashed in her eyes as she leaned in to kiss him.  He whispered playfully in her ear, “You are incorrigible.”  

The man in the metro in Londen:

tried to act unaware of them, but Vince saw him stealing glances at her, watching her subtle movements atop him.  Vince held the man’s gaze when he glanced their way again.  The man watched as Vince moved his hand up along her thigh.  She grabbed his wrist to stop him.  “Vince, he will see!” she whispered.  With his eyes still on the man, Vince said to her, “He likes watching you.”  She lowered her eyes and glanced nervously over at the man.  He was indeed watching her, watching them, silently.  She was unsure how she felt.  It excited her on some level, to be watched in this way by a stranger.  “Let him watch you.  Enjoy it, my dear.”  Vince’s sultry voice melted her inhibition.  In his arms, she felt safe and free.  She slowly let go of his wrist and his hand disappeared under her dress.

Vince, male companion London and her continued to make love

as Vince caressed her with his fingers.  She could feel the man’s eyes upon her as her body moved in response to the overwhelming pleasure of having Vince inside her and his fingers stroking her.  Vince found her sweetest spot, swollen with hunger for his touch, and rubbed it vigorously as he kissed her neck.  Her legs began to shake as she felt the orgasm building.  “Vince” ,Male companion London ,she whispered breathlessly, “you must stop . . .” But Vince did not, he wanted her to live this experience fully.  And his own climax was building as he felt her contractions against his cock, buried so deep and tight within her . . . every movement she made was amplified against him and it was amazing.

Vince, Male companion London ,continued his assault upon her,

rubbing faster and more vigorously as she tried to restrain her moans and control her hips from moving too noticeably.  They were lost to the man watching them now, immersed completely in one another and the passionate intensity locking them together as they ascended toward their climax.  Vince felt her body arch and stiffen against him, her legs trembling underneath her skirt as the muscles tightened and the orgasm rocked her body.  He could feel each wave wash over her so intensely like this, her muscles tightening around him like a vice each time, throbbing and releasing . . .  Vince felt her release run warm over his fingers and soak his trousers . . .  it was all he could take and he groaned into her shoulder as his own release pumped through him and melted into her.  

Vince, male companion London and her rested against one

another for several moments before they realized the man was gone.  When he had left, they did not know.  They laughed as they looked around the car and wondered if any of the other few passengers had noticed them.  It did not matter.  Vince wrapped his arms around her and held her close against him in his lap.  She nestled her head against his chest, feeling warm and safe in his embrace.

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Gigolo London Metro date


Gigolo London Metro date : Part 1

Gigolo London: In London, The Metro was oddly uncrowded that evening as Gigolo London Vince stepped onto the car, but the lack of people was welcome and they took seats sitting across from one another.  He observed her as she gazed out the window, her blonde ringlets falling across her shoulder in a beautiful contrast to the deep red of her trench coat.  She sat cross-legged, her foot resting against his leg.  Feeling his gaze upon her, she turned to him and smiled.  Gigolo London, Vince liked her smile, the way it was both sweet and alluring at the same time . . . like her.  Her eyes twinkled a bit as he felt her run the heel of her stiletto along his calf slowly.  She liked playing little games and teasing him, waiting for him to overtake her and turn the game around on her.  He knew this . . . and liked it.  

In a Metro with gigolo London, Vince

Staring intently at her, Gigolo London, Vince reached out and ran his fingertips along the curve of her knee, just the slightest of touch, slow, small circles . . . extending his touch just barely upon her thigh and then back around again.  She drew in a breath as the chill ran through her.  He watched her face as her expression melted from playful to lustful.  Gigolo London, Vince smiled in victory, but then recognised the look of mischievousness that crept into her eyes, confirmed by the devious curl of her smile.  

Glancing around for a moment,

and then making sure he was watching, she quietly reached under her dress and removed her panties without saying a word.  He watched as she stealthily shifted in her seat, and then casually slipped the delicate garment over her knees, down her calves and off around her heels.  Smiling, she leaned forward, placing an innocent peck upon his cheek as she slipped the panties into his jacket pocket.  She then sat back and smiled expectantly at him.  It was Gigolo London, Vince his move now.

Gigolo London, Vince

Took her hand, pulling her slowly onto his lap, raising the back of her dress and coat so that her skin sat bare on his legs Gigolo London, Vince slid his hand quietly underneath the flap of her coat, her dress and up along her thigh until his fingers reached the warm wetness between her legs.  His lips met hers as he slipped two fingers inside of her.  His fingers slide easily in and out of her. Gigolo London, Vince loved how wet she was for him.  She moaned softly as he whispered in her ear, “I’m going to make love to you on this train.”  The grin on her face as she looked up at Gigolo London, Vince told him she had absolutely no objections.

There were still very few passengers and none near them as he adjusted in his seat, lifting her just slightly and they both groaned softly as he she sank slowly down upon him.  Her trench coat hid their risqué activity well.  The jostle of the train provided a natural rhythm as he pulled her hips against him and pushed deep up into her.  It was incredible, the moves so slow and deliberate.  She moved her hips in barely discernible circles against him, adjusting her pressure against him as she shifted from hip to hip.  Gigolo London, Vince closed his eyes at the intensity of the sensations.  

To be continued, this was: Gigolo London Metro date part 1

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Gigolo,male escort for woman in Düsseldorf Germany

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She watches the rain beat softly against the window.  The grey skies and steady rhythm make her sleepy.  But it is being wrapped in his arms that soothe her.  She snuggles closer against his chest and though he is immersed in his book, he tightens his embrace in response and kisses the top of her head.   She sighs happily and closes her eyes. Gigolo,male escort for woman in DüsseldorfGermany

The sound of rolling thunder wakes her.  The room has grown darker as the storm chased away the afternoon sun.  His voice whispers in her ear,  “Did you have a good nap?  Sweet dreams? …. or naughty ones?” Gigolo,male escort for woman in Düsseldorf Germany

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Her entire body is instantly awake and tingling with desire for him. How does he do that?  She looks up at him sleepily and smiles innocently.  “That’s what I thought” he laughs as he lowers his lips to hers and pulls her on top of him … 
to be continued
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straight male escort women London: “Naughty words “

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Naughty words To Vince from London

My perfumes lingers in the air as you pass though the doorway and enter the room.  I am seated across the room, my back to you.  You cross the room casually, quietly removing your jacket and hanging it on the desk chair.  You approach and walk a full circle around me, observing my black satin robe, stockings and stilettos … the rest is hidden.  I have not moved, but as you stop in front me, you can see my breath has quickened.  You whisper in a low, seductive voice, “Look at me.” straight male escort  women London,

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I raise my head slightly and lift my eyes to you.  You smile and run your palm around the curve of my cheek, under my chin, tilting my face up toward you as your thumb outlines my lips, gently pulling on my bottom lip.  “Have you been a good girl while you waited for me?”

I nod just slightly and whisper, “yes.”   You smirk as you suddenly jerk my chin upward  until my long curls fall away from my face, making me gasp.  You lower your face to within inches of mine, teasing me with your hot breath grazing my lips.  “Yes what, my dear?”

I gaze directly back into your eyes, dark with lust, my lips curling into a wicked smile.  straight male escort for women London,

“Yes, sir.”

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“Already leaving?”, your colleague asks ( you think of gigolo Amsterdam) when you walk out of the office at half past four that day. “Have fun with your date this evening. By the way, who is the lucky one?” But of course you wouldn’t dare to tell them that you are the lucky one yourself because for once in your life you had the courage to type the words ‘Straight gigolo Amsterdam’ in your browser… “Are you going out to dinner in Amsterdam?”, she asks. ‘Yes, or to a wellness-centre’, you think, ‘a luxurious hotel or to my gigolo’s stylish loft, where he will cook for me before giving me a sensual massage that will end in a steamy-window-scene for adults only…’ “Do you have a picture of him?” Straight gigolo Amsterdam “I’m sorry, I don’t…” you reply, whilst thinking: ‘The photographs of my gigolo  are on his website, but you will have to find that yourself ;-)’ You take your handbag and leave your colleagues with a big smile and walk to your gigolo Amsterdam. Straight gigolo Amsterdam

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