Visiting Berlin? Visited by a Berlin Escort!

 

Visiting Berlin is one of my favorite advertisements. It allows me to offer a wide range of services from tour guides, creating awesome experiences through dining, clubs, cafe's, amongst other things. It also gives me the chance to meet different people from all over the world. Most of the men responding are married and visiting Berlin on business and seek the companionship of a beautiful lady while they are here for one night.

Many men are just a little lonely in their everyday lives or are just too busy to have the time with their families and wives. It makes me feel a bit guilty to be this other woman and I feel bad that these moments are somehow lost in their real lives, but I hope our encounter helps to make them feel appreciated in a way that seems to be lacking. Maybe rejuvenating a sense of manhood that was missing before. 

My last visiting encounter was very nice indeed. I like the way I screen my potential partners to find the right connection and match for mutual enjoyment. I spoke to him a bit through emails and he was very passionate and genuine in his needs and desires. A romantic guy from the US. I was not impressed by his picture but his personality was sweet and endearing. He was not keen on the paying part as he felt it would detract from the intimacy of it, but he agreed to my terms, as I assured him that the money, although a necessity, was just a side note to what I have to offer him.....and that is myself 100%. He booked me for 3 hours.

I met him on a Saturday night in his hotel lobby and we went to the hotel bar and had a cocktail. We spent an hour talking intimately about our lives and exchanged flirtatious gazes. He had the most beautiful eyes and he was better looking in person...more beautiful after talking to him. He noticed my tattoo on my neck and touched it gently with his finger tips and it made me tingle through out my body. I told him, that I liked the way his fingers felt on me there. We then went to his room and changed to go to the sauna. We hung out there with some other people and talked more and he explored my other tattoos and we talked about their stories. Once the other people left and we were all sweaty and wet he started to explore my body and kissed. I touched his body and admired his physique.

It made him feel good to be seen...it must have been a while since his body and soul were noticed in his normal life. I started to suck on his cock...until too much sweat was getting in my eyes. We decided to take it to the room. We showered and returned to his bed. We got naked and laid in bed talking and looking at each other in the eyes and admiring each others bodies. I finally got on top of him and started to rub my tits over his body, letting him feel my soft skin and curves envelope him. I rubbed my tits over his cock and back over his chest and into his mouth. He devoured my tits and when I leaned over him and my tits hung down he told me to stop right there so he could look at them. He said, right there...what a view! He started to push me downwards.

I knew what he wanted but I made him say it. I asked him what he wanted? He said, I want you to suck me. I said, say it again. "suck me"...again....suck me...I said you ask and you shall receive. I started from the top and played with him slowly and softly while looking into his eyes. I cupped his balls into my hands worked my way down sucking on them and lightly rubbing and squeezing them. They were still nice and firm..the way I like them.  Then I started again on his cock...teasing him. Then I started harder and faster and took his cock deep into my throat where he could feel my throat massage the top..then back up and down. Then I went back to his balls and his taint and then he lifted his body up in the air in extacy and I licked his asshole and that through him over the edge. I started to fuck him with my mouth nice, hard, fast, and deep.

 As he came, he curled his body in fetal position with his cock in my mouth. His body was convulsing and contracting. He howled and grunted and it was the most intense orgasm I had ever seen from a man. This gave me the most pleasure of all. This man was so fucking content, releaved and happy...because of me. He told me he had never had a blow job like that...at least even a good one for over 14 years...and given his bodily reaction, I believed him. Afterwards, we laid there naked and continued to talk intimately. I gave him many compliments and he made note that he liked that I flirt with my eyes. Then we took a shower together and got dressed...it was time for me to go. He was a gentleman and walked me down to the lobby. At the desk I showed him many great places to visit to eat on a map. As he walked me to the door, he told me how good he felt and that he really needed that and thanked me. He said, next time...you tell me why the name Aimmee!  I left knowing I made a man very happy with just giving him myself and I made a difference in his life. It is not about the money as much as it is knowing that I love what I do and the joy and bliss I can give to someone...making a difference!

You Cheap Whore :0

So tonight I had my very first threat! It was quite scary and did put things into perspective. But silly man...I found his facebook account. Usually in better judgement, I would ignore stuff like this, but the man kept sending emails and the aries in me had to respond. It may have not been the best idea, but nonetheless, the lesson serves its purpose. I would not usually expose peoples identity but for purposes of anyone else being harassed by this guy, I want it to be known who he is.

Bootraider@yahoo.de ie. Expirimentalboy ie. Simon Perez:

hi... as long as i find you, it sounds great! I'm into bj's / rimming, so if you'd like me to polish you up, let me know!

I'm tall, educated, presentable, and I'm sure we'll have a laugh together!

look forward to hearing from you!!

Self:

Well exactly how experimental are you? You have managed to respond to all of my ads within minutes...what is it you are in need of? If you are truly experimental let's find out! I am 75euro/ hour!

bootraider:
yup I found you out, and you're not 75euro an hour babe, sorry! my experiments are worth their weight in gold... believe me, I don't tell people who charge money;) have a good time, and get the dollar signs outta your eyes! xxx

bootraider:
well? is it fun being a whore?

bootraider:
come on then clever girl, what's it like to be a whore??

bootraider:
ohh... you're not sore at being found out, are you? c'mon. let's hear it!

Self:

it is fantastic actually! I get to do what I love...do you get to make money doing what you love? And it is no secret I even blog about it!

bootraider:
so you're a man-hater then; how wonderful! do you enjoy being cheap?

Self:

man hater? no...I love men! I love having good sex with men! I enjoy their energy and their desires. Cheap..no...cheap is free! I am honest and I m sorry you are so offended by it. If there was no call for women like me, we would not be in need...nor would it not be the oldest profession.

bootraider:
just watch your back, babe!;)

bootraider:
cheap is free - people like you should be strangled at birth

Self:

wow you are threatening me..really? You really are a hateful person and that is kinda sad. I will pray for you.

bootraider:

yeah go and pray you cheap slag... you're gonna need it

bootraider:
no i can't be bothered to threaten you - most prostitutes end up where they belong: face down in a muddy ditch. you don't need my help for that - i haven't got the time or inclination. goodbye. enjoy your sad existence.

Since this happened...Mr. Bootraider responded to another ad of mine. I answered back...

"MR. Simon Perez, I see you are responding to more ads. Are you having fun tracking down all the whores on CL that won't give it up for free? I just want you to know that I reported you to Yahoo for harassment and Abuse and I called the police. I know who you are because I found your profile on facebook. Have a great day."

Soon after I was told by a friend that he had posted some threatening ads on CL also, exposing my dummy ads and calling on people to rally together against me. I looked again for his facebook account and it was deleted. So, I knew I had the right person.

Today I get an email from him again....

"hey, the cops never came. i'm writing because now that i've calmed down, i realise the bad feeling that i've left behind. i'm not asking to you call the dogs off; i have a clean record so i'm not scared. i just want you to know that i'm not some kinda psycho; i wouldn't / couldn't do anything bad to you. it's just not in me. peace, e.b."

Really...not a psycho...no more like a bi-polar psycho.