Barcelona’s Most Sought-After Escorts

She isn’t just any friend—she’s a great partner for sexual encounters, as well as a very close lover, and certainly the best escorts you could hope to find…

She had arrived at the suite well ahead of time; she greeted me wrapped in a sexy bath towel. The music was very soft, and scented candles filled the room with sensuality. Her clothes were casually draped over a coat rack. She welcomed me by undressing me the way only she knows how, showering me with kisses, caressing my breasts with her tongue, brushing against me with her fingers—we were arousing each other as we prepared for foreplay… but even though it’s easy to reach heaven with her, we wanted to save it for when he arrived…

My friend’s phone rang. She looked at the number and, picking it up before the caller could say a word, said, “Tonight we’re your escorts—we’re waiting for you.” She let out one of her trademark giggles, blew a loud kiss over the phone, and hung up.

“Ready, honey? …It’s coming up… We’re going to make this reunion a big one. How about we order some champagne? …Of course, babe,” I replied. “Let’s make tonight something memorable—you know… just the way he likes it.”

We were relaxing and caressing each other in the hot tub, which was overflowing with bubbles.

Our lesbian encounters were incredible because I’d never had sex that was so amazing with any other woman, but we didn’t want to get too close to climax… the threesome with our friend was incredibly exciting, and he was about to come.

Just then, our Don Juan arrived—without a towel and covered in foam—and I opened the door for him. The look in his eyes told me just how thirsty for pleasure and wild sex he was. He stripped off his clothes in a flash and got into the hot tub with us. He didn’t stop kissing us while caressing us; amid laughter and playful banter, he asked us… “Would you like some cava, my favorite escort ladies?” “Yessss…” we said in unison.

He stretched out on the bed, and in the mirrors I could see him kissing my friend. I set down my glass and began to play with his penis, which felt hard and powerful inside my mouth, As we grew more and more aroused, our moans grew louder and louder, and we turned our bodies into a grand ritual of sex, filled with movements seeking ecstasy.

We were all enjoying each other; pleasure guided our senses. He was penetrating my friend in the missionary position… she was caressing me; I felt wet and aroused; I kissed and licked her like a caramel candy; he put me on all fours and rode me hard and long, while my friend kissed my breasts and stroked my hair… It’s hard to keep pleasure in a passive state when there’s so much desire; the climax arrived, and we exploded with all the lust our bodies could muster.

The afterglow of these erotic adrenaline rushes is incredibly relaxing, and the icing on the cake is a glass of good cava.

Who wants to go to the gym? I prefer the physical connection, the eroticism, the fantasy, the moans and whispers we shared so naturally, feeling pleasure as something we shared together.

To him, we’re his friends, his lovers, and, of course, his best escorts.