Each of our guests and temporary lovers enriches us – because we always learn and experience something new, because each man is his own erotic cosmos. And time and again, our dates manage to surprise us completely…
Always a different woman, always new kicks
Pietro comes to Hamburg every three months on business. A medium-sized, not too slim, good-looking man. His half-Italian origins give him an exotic air, his dark hair complements his dark brown eyes beautifully.
Pietro deals in Italian groceries and pays regular visits to the Hanseatic city and his customers.
Great for me and my colleagues at Aurelie Escort, because we all like him. He is entertaining, generous and exudes an almost irrepressible zest for life.
And he has a special preference: Pietro wants an erotic companion every night he is in Hamburg – and never the same one twice these days. Although, as I discovered, there are exceptions to his iron rule….
Outdoor sex on the Elbe beach
After enjoying a great night of outdoor sex on the Elbe beach with Julia on Thursday, he wanted to discover all the facets and pleasures of anal play on both sides with Amelie on Friday.
And on Saturday he wanted to spend a wild Italian night of love with me. I was really looking forward to it!
A night of love like in Italy
And Pietro meant completely Italian: so everything Italian, even the really exciting lingerie should come from his home country.
I didn’t really know how to have sex in Italian either, but it would certainly turn out that way.
The fingers in my pleasure column made me come
We met at Gallo Nero in Hamburg for a great meal with great wines – he really knows how to live.
The conversation was wonderful – clever, funny, charming. We sat next to each other, he said it was better that way. And I could already feel the reason for this during the starter. Pietro had put his hand under my dress on my thigh and while he chatted and laughed, he slid his fingers directly to my crack of pleasure and slipped a finger inside. In the middle of the restaurant, in front of all the guests, he slid his finger in and pulled it out, licked it, tasted my juice and carried on. I was ecstatic and was able to mask my moans with the supposed enjoyment of the food. Let me give it away here: After the main course, I was explosively taken and while I would have preferred to scream out my orgasm loudly, I suppressed any audible reaction. Juice ran down between my legs and my crack twitched.
“What do you think about feeling him deep inside you?”
“What do you think about feeling him deep and hard inside you,” said Pietro and placed my hand on his rock-hard splendor.
I was ecstatic again.
We arrived at the East on the Reeperbahn and during the cab ride I returned the favor with my hand in the back seat for his excellent attentions in the restaurant.
I came from his kisses
He kissed me with his typical Italian passion – and it was the first time in my life that I came through a kiss. Wow!
At the hotel he didn’t want to go straight to the suite and so we had a martini at the bar – what else…?!
I wanted to ride him, suck him, feel him…
Now I wanted to ride this man, blow him, kiss him, spoil him, make him explode ecstatically.
The door to the suite opened, soft music played and it smelled wonderful.
“Just freshen up quickly,” he said with a smile. I opened the door to the bathroom and couldn’t believe my eyes. My friend and colleague Dalila was sitting in the whirlpool surrounded by fragrant foam.
So much for the topic: a different one every night.
There’s a new rule, laughed Pietro: from now on, two women every time I visit.
That night, the half-Italian thoroughly disproved my worries that I was missing out on my lust for this man. He took Dalila and me in every conceivable way and we took him. The three of us let everything happen, time and space dissolved completely. There were no more taboos, just pure lust and passion.
His juice never seemed to run dry
All three of us came again and again and the intensity of the waves of orgasms didn’t decrease as usual, but increased with every act of love. Pietro’s sperm never seemed to run dry and instead of taking a break, he skillfully used his tongue. What an incredible, unbelievable night.
And now, three months later, we are delighted at the agency: Pietro is coming back to Hamburg and we are all looking forward to seeing who he chooses – for the perfect Italian night of love.
