Seven Erotic Stories Featuring Escorts

Erotic games are as varied as human creativity, which is why today we’re presenting 7 erotic stories featuring escorts.

In these games, the escorts act out fantasies involving erotic characters.

They are everyday figures, but they’re ready to please not only through actions but also through sensual words—something we sometimes forget, and which turns a passionate sexual encounter into a series of pleasurable sounds that lack the eroticism of the spoken word, so it can be said that they rescue us from the inevitable routine that turns us into robots, add spice to desire, and make us more dreamy…

Making our fantasies come true without all the hassle is a huge advantage—don’t hold back, go ahead and experiment. Choose an escort with that chameleon-like personality, and don’t settle for just a little massage.

Here are some of the most popular ones, but there are as many as you can imagine.

THE EROTIC NURSE ESCORT

Two hours in the emergency room with general discomfort… and finally they take me to a treatment room—number 38, to be exact… An orderly tells me the nurse will be there in a few minutes, minutes that feel like an eternity to me… “It’s all about waiting,” I tell myself… and finally she arrives…

A beautiful woman’s silhouette can be made out in the shadows, and with a very feminine—and, in my opinion, very sexy—gait… she opens the door and greets me with a very soft, sweet voice:

“Good afternoon, sir. How are you?” “Much better now—you seem to be the cure for all ills,” I thought…

As he examined me and ran the necessary tests, I felt sicker and sicker….

I started breaking out in a sweat, my heart was racing, and I could barely answer her questions… I couldn’t take my eyes off her plunging neckline, and I lost myself in her dangerous curves…

She was the cure for my troubles, and she was starting to become everyone’s trouble… Her mischievous smile and her gaze made it clear that she would have me at her mercy…

“Well, sir, the doctor will be here shortly. From what I can see, everything looks fine… Maybe you’re under stress of some other kind, and perhaps I can help you…”

“I’ve got a lot of tension built up in a specific, sensitive spot,” I told him, to which he replied…

“Don’t worry—I can tell your point has a sharp edge, and we need to spice it up with a heavy dose of passion and eroticism… stress takes its toll… if you want, you can be my patient and I’ll be your escort nurse at hotels; I’ll be delighted to make you a little sick so I can then cure you the way only I know how”…

There’s certainly no better remedy…

THE COLLEGE ESCORT

I know… You can’t fool me…

You’d love to be my delicious lollipop—the one I can’t stop playing with while our eyes meet as we leave college…and now, finally, I say goodbye to my classmates and head home…

I can feel your presence… you love my youthful twenty-something body and my firm flesh, like fresh fruit… mmmm

You can’t take your eyes off my endless legs, which I’m showing off in one of those super-short skirts that’s all the rage right now.

Oops! My folder’s falling! You know what? I’m doing it on purpose!

I subtly bend down to pick it up, knowing that I’m teasing you and that you get really turned on when you catch a glimpse of my pink panties for a split second…

Right now, you can’t stop imagining you taking them away from me and me going without them… Do you want to be my sweetest treat?…

Dream about me or make your dreams come true at Top Damas, where you can find me; I go there from time to time as a luxury escort… you’ll see how we’ll play… you know where I’ll be for you…

THE ESCORT WAITRESS

Every afternoon, after your hectic workday is over, you always come to my bar… You walk in with the same stealthy stride and the same defiant look… to which I respond mischievously and sweetly with, “What would you like to drink?”, knowing full well the answer… “The usual, sweetheart”…;

I give you a wink, and while you sit in your usual spot, I bring you a tall glass filled with plenty of ice and your favorite whiskey, and I keep pouring it until you tell me to “stop”!!…

I know your gaze has lingered quite a bit on my sublime cleavage, where you can make out my beautiful, full breasts—where a thousand and one fantasies race through your mind and drive you wild…Now don’t stop looking into my eyes, and when I ask you if you want something more… I’ll just say, “Come to Top Damas—you’ll find me there…”

THE PLAYBOY BUNNY

I know you can’t wait to get to the newsstand to buy that magazine… the one you’ll hide in your dresser drawers and can’t stop looking at every day—the one where I’m almost completely naked, on the cover as a Playboy bunny…

This is how I appear, just as God made me, for your delight and pleasure….

You love my soft, smooth skin, but you love even more the idea that you could use your hands and fingers to pierce through the thin pages of that magazine and actually caress me…

Slowly and gently tracing every curve of my voluptuous figure…

You want to run your fingers through my hair and then trace every inch of my body until you reach my ears, where you’d whisper your deepest secrets to me… and just imagining it feels like the edge of madness…

My next casting call is at Top Damas—you’ll really be dying to meet me in person… I know you won’t… See you there…

THE ESCORT ON THE BEACH

It’s hot…the middle of August…it’s a great day to go to the beach.

I put on my swimsuit, grab my towel, and get in the car.

I finally arrive at my destination, with its magnificent sea and a blazing sun that shines with a vengeance… but not as much as you… My eyes are immediately drawn to you… a beautiful young woman who, like a mermaid, stretches out her body topless in the sun.

Phew… my heart is racing just like my steps; I don’t even notice the burning sand anymore—not as much as the passion that’s overwhelming me right now… I’d better wrap the towel around me like a sarong…

I’m about to approach you… my black sunglasses will help me watch you discreetly… and I lie down near you, admiring your beautiful, sculpted body…

Now you stand up and all the beachgoers are staring at you; we’re the waves on the sand that don’t even flicker anymore, and you leave us gaping as you walk toward the shore, letting us take in such a spectacular sight… your tanned body wearing nothing but a tiny white thong…

I don’t know anymore if you’re real or just a mirage caused by all this heat; I think smoke is coming out of my head… “What are you doing all by yourself?”

“I finally plucked up the courage to ask this otherworldly mermaid, and she answered me in a whisper…

“You can find me at Top Damas. We can take a nap there if you want to cool off from all this heat—your towel looks like a tent, sweetie…”

THE FRENCH TEACHER ESCORT

I’ve always liked languages, and even though I’m fluent in English, I decided to sign up for French classes once a week, very early in the morning—at 8:30 a.m.—at a language school near my home.

It was my first day… and I was really looking forward to it… I walked into the classroom and started flipping through the book they had given me.

Then she walked in…

I forgot the hows, the whys, the book… and all I could imagine was the French… that French coming from her mouth, the words she began to speak, and whose full lips—like forbidden fruit—I couldn’t take my eyes off…

My imagination was running wild… I wanted to let down that long hair tied back in a bun, take off her glasses that hid such beautiful eyes, and revel in her perfect body—that sensual figure hugged by a modest navy blue suit…

Our eyes met, like a cat and a mouse in a mischievous game…

There was a mutual attraction; right then and there, I knew it had become a fantasy that would lead me to obsession… I wouldn’t be able to get her out of my head so easily…

Suddenly, class was over, and to my surprise, she came over to me, leaning in… as the white lace of her bra peeked out and I could smell her delicious French perfume… and with one of those unforgettable, mesmerizing looks, she blurted out:

“Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?” and he continued…

“Classes are over for today, mon amour, but if you want, I can give you private French lessons—I’m an expert in the language, and I’m sure you’ll discover new sensations…”

“I’ll give you the next lesson at Top Damas, where I’m also a luxury escort. Don’t resist—learn and enjoy it”…

THE GOGO ESCORT

I’ve been bored by the monotony for a long time now… from home to work… and from work to home… a never-ending, constant, boring routine…

Today, Friday—like every last day of the workweek—my coworkers ask me to go out… and this time I say yes; tonight we’re going out for dinner and then grabbing a drink at the opening of a trendy new nightclub.

The moment I’ve been waiting for has arrived… the night looks promising… I tell myself… and I drive to the restaurant.

After finishing dinner, and after having a few laughs and a few glasses of wine that went to my head, we hurry off to the nightclub, which we quickly spot thanks to a very long line snaking up to a venue with a huge neon sign.

When we walk in, the place is already packed; the music is deafening, and we squeeze in next to the go-go dancers…

In fact, that night wasn’t just any night for me—it was going to be special…and…suddenly…

The music stopped for me, just like time, which seemed to be moving in slow motion… so I took a sip of my gin and tonic, and it tasted like water…

Yes, she… there she was… what a graceful and beautiful silhouette—that woman who captivates me as she steps onto the podium…

It takes my breath away when I see her move her beautiful body to the beat of the music… she looks like a living mannequin, but one full of mystery and magic…

She has a stunning, statuesque body…almost unreal…she’s wearing a sparkling sequined bodysuit that leaves everyone speechless and draws all the lights and gazes in the dark nightclub like a magnet…

I imagine climbing up her endless, shapely, perfect legs, which she moves with elegance while wearing sky-high stiletto heels…

This is my only, my first, and my last chance to say hello to her as I step down from the podium…

That’s when I politely hold out my hand to help her so she doesn’t stumble—such a beautiful lady…

“Thank you very much,” she replies… “You’re welcome,” I say… and I go a step further… “Would you like a drink?”… to which she replies, “I want that—and so much more—with you…”

I can’t believe it, but I nervously tell him what I want…

“Just one more dance would be enough for me…

“And she, hiding me in a corner and holding my arm, whispers to me in a corner…”

“Shhhhhhh, don’t tell anyone what I’m about to say… At the next dance, I’ll dance with you privately at Top Damas. If you were blown away by me today, I’ll make you touch the sky there… I’ll be your escort and your sensual dancer… who’ll move just for you”…