The Man With The Special Preferences

The last night was just awesome. I would not have imagined that I would be so self-confident a few months ago. I have been working as an escort in Berlin for several months to finance my studies. I would have could never imagine earning my money that way, but a fellow student raved me so much about this job that I became curious. Often the men are happy when I just talk to them. Some people like that, others want sex. Some want to spoil me, others want to be pampered and a small group of men has very special preferences. What I do is up to me, I do not have to do everything. However, I am very open-minded and like to make men happy.

Yesterday evening I was spontaneously asked to a wealthy middle-aged man. Henning was abandoned by his wife and is very lonely. We talked briefly, then he fell with the door into the house. He had booked me to have sex. Lots of sex. He loves adventures, sex in the hotel is far too boring for him. I trusted him, as far as you can trust a stranger, and got into his car. At a station we stopped. Hennig wanted sex on the train. I was a little confused. It was already late and there were hardly any people left. I agreed and got into one of the rear cars with him. At first I was a bit reluctant because I was afraid someone would see us. But that was exactly what attracted Hennig.

As soon as the train started, he began to stroke me. At first only on the neck and on the arms, but then he played under my T-shirt on my nipples until they became hard. He took my hand and put it on his pants, which meanwhile had already bagged enormously. I opened his zipper and massaged his penis. Hennig knelt on the floor and pushed his fingers to my side to the side, which he could reach quickly under my skirt. With his tongue, he caressed me between the labia and excited me so much that I groaned loudly. At that moment, I heard voices. It was the conductor who was on the march. Henning took me by the hand and we ran out of the train, which stopped at a station.

It was dark outside. We got off at a particularly remote station. Only a few meters away was an old farmhouse with a large barn. Hennig took me by the hand again and soon we were in the middle of the hay. As if nothing had happened, Hennig continued to create with his tongue on my vagina. I enjoyed these caresses to the fullest. He tore my clothes off and his stiff member quickly found his way into my warm cave. Hennig moved quickly up and down and gave me an orgasm after another. He did not want to stop and we had sex until the early hours of the morning. Suddenly we were startled, because the farmer was on the march. We got dressed in a hurry and took the next train back. It was an unforgettable experience.