My First Tightener

When I started with the escort in Berlin, I was just 25 years old. I have been doing this for some time now and have to say that I have had many erotic adventures could experience. But I can remember a meeting with an extraordinary man very well.

It was one of my first services as an escort lady. As always, my phone rang, I chatted a little with the suitor and found out what he wanted so. Most of the time, on the phone, the suitors gave the idea what they imagined, but with this man, the circumstance was a little more difficult. He pushed around a bit and did not quite come out with his wishes. So I decided that I had to be prepared for anything with this suitor.

At the meeting itself, the suitor did not make an extraordinary impression on me. Not very attractive, but still cute. Since it was a little looser when eating, I decided the suitor, he was called Manuel, to openly address what he would expect from this evening. Manuel seemed uncomfortable, but when I made it clear that I knew sex was his ulterior motive anyway, he opened up to me. He was a tensioner. Manuel actually did not want to have sex with me, so not directly, he just wanted to sit in a corner and watch me spoil myself.

Well, I’ve never had an observer as a customer, but that could not be that difficult. That’s why I decided that I would definitely spend the night with Manuel. We had another nice evening and it seemed to me that Manuel seemed more liberated after he opened up and confessed to me that he was a spectator.

The night came to an end and we ended up in Manuel’s apartment. Otherwise I’m not the one who goes in apartments. So I usually prefer hotels. But since I knew that Manuel just wanted to watch me, the circumstance of the apartment did not bother me.

Manuel sat down in a chair and asked me to strip him. Slowly I dropped my clothes until I only moved my hips in my hot lingerie. Already as I dropped my covers, I realized that it aroused Manuel in the highest degree and that gave me a kick. I sat down on the bed, stroked my breasts and walked with my hands along my body. Slowly I started taking off my stockings and my panties and spread my legs wide so Manuel could see exactly what I was doing with my hot crevasse. As I began to pamper and satisfy myself, I heard Manuel moan louder and moan. The loud groaning was an indication to me that I was doing well and I was getting faster and faster masturbating. After all, it was not just Manuel, but me too.

In all my years, Manuel was unfortunately my only voyeur that I had met as an escort in Berlin.