Vegas Escort Stories: My Summer in the City of Sin

Have I ever shared my Vegas escort stories with you?

 

Maybe it will come as a surprise.  Or maybe it won’t.  I guess it all depends on how well you know me.  But I’m willing to share a secret or two with you.  When I was moving from my quaint little New England town to California, I stayed with a girlfriend who lived in Las Vegas for a bit.  Trying to find an apartment in a big city like L.A. took a while, so she offered to let me spend the summer with her.  During that time, I needed a job while I was transitioning.  And in Sin City, what better job is suited for a kinky girl like me than being an escort?  And let me tell you, I have some Vegas escort stories to share!

You have to earn your Vegas escort stories

And I definitely did.  Every night was different.  Different guy, different scenarios, and different experience.  Some nights, I’d be hired to dress up all fancy and attend a swanky business function.  You know, be the trophy wife type?  For the multimillionaire business tycoon.  Of course, he couldn’t go home to his wife smelling of my perfume.  So, I’d end the night in the penthouse suite at one of the casinos, a man balls deep in my tight wet pussy.  I always loved when they’d fuck me from behind and press my tits against the window for everyone down on the strip to see.

My Vegas escort stories often include an out-of-town visitor.  Some guys get lonely when they’re staying in a hotel room all by themselves.  Maybe they came to town for a bachelor party.  Or to play in a poker tournament.  After a wild drunken night at the casino or the strip club, obviously they are horny.  One quick call to me, and I’d show up at their hotel room door an hour later.  Decked out in my sexiest outfit.  With my goal to make them feel as good as possible.  Sometimes, we wouldn’t even talk.  I’d just push them down on the hotel bed, pull off their pants, and put my mouth right on that hard cock.

It was one of the best summers of my life

A great perk of the job was being able to have total stranger sex all the time! Sure, I’d get some locals who would call me and want me to satisfy their needs more than once, but everyone was a stranger first, right?

I often reminisce about my Vegas escort stories while I play with myself.  My pussy gets so juicy when I remember the bachelor party gang bang.  I was completely covered in cum, all of my holes being penetrated.  Then I finger myself a little faster when I think about the casino boss who had me hide under his desk and give him a blowjob while he interviewed a roulette dealer.  He couldn’t even stand up to shake the dealer’s hand to offer him the job, his cock was too busy filling my mouth with cum at that moment.  And then I really get off when I remember the time I was hired for the whole weekend.  And we never left the room.

I bet you want to know more about my sordid summer, don’t you?  Call me for some wild phone sex, and I’ll tell you all about it.

Kayla

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