I’ve been an escort in Australia for 20 years now and, during those years I’ve been lucky enough to experience many different kinds of activities, countries and sexual experiences but, none come close to this one. At the time when this story happened, I had only been working as an escort for 3 years and, during that time I’ve only had wealthy clients but none that were actually elite. Naturally, I won’t be able to disclose any names (discretion is incredibly important for me) however, this story has to be told, even if just to prove that sometimes, trying new experiences that may not seem very conventional is the best way to evolve as an escort!
I had just started talking with this client and, after a few chats here and there, trying to see if we were a match for each other, he finally booked me. I could tell that he had done this before simply from the way that he was talking. He knew how to navigate the subjects, knew what he wanted and he knew how to find out if that was aligned with what I offered as well. He booked me for an entire weekend (it was the first time this had happened to me) and I was meant to go spend that weekend in his private yacht, which was also the first time I’ve ever been in one.
I still remember the excitement I had and the splendour that I felt when I saw the yacht sitting on that dock. It was so big, so luxurious and I was about to spend an entire weekend there, relaxing and having fun with my companion. The entire first day went really well. There were three employees there with us, serving drinks, cooking, etc, all-male, and then there was my companion.
He was incredibly classy and quite enticing as well, without being creepy or overbearing. We had discussed that he liked watching people having sex, you could even say that it was his kink and I had no problem with that. Long story short, on the second day, I was starting to wonder why he didn’t try to have sex with me yet but, all of that changed on that night.
That night, he invited the employees to play pool with us and he told me to wear something sexy, which I did. Bending over that table, I could tell that all eyes were on me. He then started touching me, until he said “would you like to have sex with my crew?” to which I immediately said yes (they were quite attractive and I am a fan of group sex). After that, they instantly went over to me and i could feel all hands groping my body, fingering me, getting me wetter and wetter, until we were sharing kisses, tongues enrolled with each other, penises inside of me and sweat and juices everywhere.
Long story short, my companion stood back and masturbated as he watched all of that unfold and that was the night that I got to experience my biggest sexual fantasy, on top of a pool table.