Danny was one of life's winners. A trader in the City, he had friends, good looks and more money than he knew what to do with - a good thing, since he also loved sex, and liked to have it as often as he could with as many different women as possible. He wasn't in any sense a fetishist, nor did he have any unusual tastes; he just loved to give beautiful girls what nature intended them to get.
Although he never had any problems getting girls into bed - what with being rich, good-looking and confident - the nature of his high-pressure job meant that it was often simpler and less time-consuming to hire a sexy London escort girl or two. Danny didn't mind this - he had loads of cash and gorgeous escorts are plentiful in London. He reckoned he could have an incall or outcall appointment with a different escort every day for a year or more if he wanted. He even speculated that he might attempt that particular feat one year.
He didn't know it, but today Danny was going to meet his match. He'd found a sexy, new, young escort girl on the website. Kate was nineteen years old, new to escorting, and - if her pictures were anything to go by - extremely cute indeed. She was five foot six, slim, with a nice, rounded c-cup breasts, hark hair cut to the nape of her neck and a cheeky little smile that suggested something of a vixen lay behind the innocent, girlish face.
That vixen didn't take long to make her presence felt. Kate responded to the buzzer of her Kensington incall apartment quickly, as if she could barely wait to meet her client. She was even cuter in the flesh than her website photos had suggested, even though she was rather dressed down in bare feet, a tight white t-shirt and hipster jeans that revealed nothing more than a narrow band of tanned, toned flesh around her middle.
Danny was used to horny London escort girls who didn't bother with pleasantries but cut right to the chase, but even he was taken aback by the vigour with which the teenage incall escort attacked his body. As soon as the door was closed she threw one arm round his neck and pulled his head down the ten inch difference in their heights so she could kiss him passionately on the lips. Her other hand didn't just feel for the bulge in his suit trousers - within seconds her expert fingers had his fly open and his stiff cock out. As she continued to snog Danny, Kate wrapped the palm of her hand around his shaft, appreciating the length and girth that would soon be inside her.
Abruptly, the horny young brunette escort pulled her lips away from Danny's and began to walk backwards, slowly, into her bedroom. She didn't break eye-contact, and she didn't let go of his cock. Instead, Danny felt himself being gently guided by his shaft towards kate's single bed. This only had the effect of making him harder.
He had expected the young brunette incall to fall back onto the bed - the ideal position for him to take charge, pull her jeans off and begin the process of fucking her. But that isn't the way it worked out. At the last moment Danny felt himself artfully swung round so that he lost his balance and fall backwards, across the narrow bed. Kate stayed standing only long enough to wriggle out of her jeans, and then jumped on to the bed, sitting astride her client, who by now was beginning to get used to the fact that he was with the wildest and horniest escort girl he'd ever met, and he was about to get the fuck of his life.
It was coming sooner than he expected, too - as soon as she had climbed aboard, Danny noticed that Kate had been wearing no underwear under her jeans. He looked down to see a thin, short strip of pubic hair decorating her neat, smooth pussy. A condom was unwrapped in her hands. Then her arms were either side of his head, and her pelvis in the air. She reached one arm down and with great skill rolled the latex down his shaft, then grasped his cock and lined the tip of it up with her pussy lips. Pausing for only a second, she drove down hard on his long cock so that Danny felt himself engulfed by the warmest, wettest, tighest pussy he'd ever felt. There was no resistance at all. Despite the fact that he'd made no effort at foreplay - he'd barely been given the chance, after all - Kate was as dripping wet as if he'd been licking her pussy for twenty minutes.
She pushed and bucked on his cock, her eyes locked with his, using the muscles of her stomach and lower back to take him deep inside her. She pumped her pelvis hard, but skilfully - he wasn't distracted by her banging into his middle, because she managed to bounce on and off without squashing down hard on him. As she rode her client's cock, the escort pulled her t-shirt over her head and tore off the bra underneath so that the perky 34c boobs that Danny had admired so much in her escort agency website portfolio photos were given free rein to bounce with their owner. Not that they did, at least not much; they were perfectly taut and self-supporting. As he was ridden Danny reached up and began to rub his fingers around each of Kate's nipples.
Both were close to coming. Kate rode Danny even harder as he began to thrust upwards to meet her tight young pussy. She thrw her head back and began to orgasm - and to orgasm, and to orgasm. She cried out and shrieked, her chest flushing bright red as she came and came again. At the sight of this Danny couldn't contain himself any longer and came hard, deep inside the wetness of the horny escort's snatch. There might be thousands of escort girls in London, but Danny knew he would be coming back to this one time and time again.
