Mistress Teressa


Mistress Teressa had been a mistress for more than a decade. She had an air of sophistication and confidence that was unmistakable. Her clients ranged from wealthy business men to young college students, all seeking fulfillment of their sexual fantasies.

Teressa had an intimate knowledge of sex and pleasure that was far beyond most escorts or prostitutes. She had a simple philosophy: no two people are the same and everyone’s desires should be catered to in a way that brings intense pleasure and satisfaction for all involved.

Teressa was tall and curvaceous with long brunette hair that was always perfectly coiffed. Her eyes were a deep, inviting brown that seemed to draw you in with every glance. On her body she wore leather corsets and thigh-high leather boots. Her clothing was always immaculately neat and clean and her makeup always perfect.

This particular evening Teressa was dressed in her signature corset and thigh-high boots, accompanied with a pair of tight black leather pants. Her outfit was completed with a pair of black leather gloves that ran up to just above her elbows.

Teressa opened the door of her luxury apartment to the sight of her client, a handsome, well-built man in his early thirties. He was wearing a tight-fitting suit and had a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He stepped inside and Teressa shut the door behind him, locking it to ensure they wouldn’t be disturbed. She led him to the lounge room, where she had laid out a few items that she hoped would help set the mood for the night.

On the table were massage oils, condoms and a selection of sex toys. On the floor were thick fur rugs that provided an extra layer of comfort for those engaging in sexual activities.

Teressa sat down in one of the chairs and motioned for him to do the same. She then leaned forward and kissed him deeply, her lips and tongue exploring his mouth before slowly making their way down his neck and chest.

He moaned with pleasure as she nibbled and licked at his skin and she could feel his arousal becoming more intense. She continued to tease and tantalize him, and soon the atmosphere was thick with sexual tension.

Teressa then asked her client to stand and she got to her feet. She unzipped his trousers and pulled them down and off, revealing his aroused manhood. She knelt down and took it in her hand, then began to stroke and caress it.

He moaned with pleasure as she did so and she could feel it growing harder and bigger in her grip. She then opened her mouth and took it in, swirling her tongue around its tip before taking it deeper. She sucked and licked it for a few minutes before releasing it from her mouth.

He gasped with pleasure, unable to contain himself any longer. Teressa then got to her feet and pulled him down onto the fur rug. She straddled him and took his hands, guiding them to her corset and lacing it up tightly.

With her corset firmly in place, she started to grind her hips against his, rubbing her clit against his hardness and teasing him with her tight slit. She then undulated her hips in circles, building up the intensity until his breathing was ragged and his hands were shaking.

Just when he thought he couldn’t take it any longer, Teressa took his hardness in her hand and led him inside her. She rode him with slow, deliberate movements at first, then began to pick up the pace.

He grasped her hips and thrust into her in time with her own movements, his hands occasionally slipping into the back of her corset to caress her bare skin. Their breathing became more frantic as Teressa moaned in pleasure and begged for more, her legs trembling with the effort.

Suddenly, she cried out, her orgasm crashing through her body with such intensity that it caused her to cry out in pleasure. Her client followed soon after, coming undone with a deep and powerful orgasm.

They collapsed into a sweaty, sated heap, both exhausted and satisfied. But the night was not over. Teressa had more toys to bring out, and they would use every last one before the night was through.