The First Time I Paid for Sex

Yes, I’ve done it too. Why wouldn’t I? How else would I know what it’s like in my client’s shoes?

Why pay for sex? Well, why the fuck not? I love sex. Sometimes, I crave for a no strings attached experience focused on the fulfilment of my desires.

I am a giver. I enjoy making people happy. Whether I’m sucking your dick, riding, or spanking you, I need to make you feel special and satisfied. Many times to the point of forgetting my own pleasure. Well, this time I wanted the focus to be all on me. I craved to be fucked on my terms.

So, I went online. Looked through a dozen profiles and chose one with an appealing text and even more appealing appearance. The mediterranean hunk arrived about 40 minutes later. I barely had enough time to brush my teeth and put on makeup before he rang the doorbell.

The male escort probably expected more of a get to know each other intro before entering the bedroom, but I knew exactly what I wanted and told him not long after he arrived. He fucked me the way I desired to be fucked, and we got to know each other along the way. After having sex, we shared some insights and experiences about the industry. I enjoyed having things done my way, and also felt understood since we’re in the same business.

So far it’s the one and only time I’ve paid for sex. It’s probably not the last. In fact, I’m already scrolling through profiles in search of the perfect Christmas present from me to me.

Nina Nyx