Seven Sister Escort


The summer air was hot and humid, and the sun scorched the dusty pavement. It had been the same for weeks now and all of the city dwellers had begun to wilt, like flowers that had been accidentally over-watered. I, however, was determined to make the best of it, and so decided that I would pay a visit to the seven sister escorts that had come highly recommended.

The moment I stumbled into the brothel, I was immediately entranced by the enchanting sight. The walls were painted a vibrant red, with posters of scantily clad women hung strategically all around. From the corners I could hear the muffled sound of sultry music, and the smell of incense hung in the air. If I hadn’t been so lost in the moment, I might have noticed the eyes of the women, smoldering and seductive, as they watched my every move.

I approached the reception desk, and the woman behind it gave me a sly smile. She was wearing a tight black dress and her curves were accentuated by her movement. I couldn’t help but gawk in awe.

“Good evening, sir,” she said. “I’m one of the seven sister escorts. What can I do to make your stay with us as pleasurable as possible?”

I was too stunned to say anything for a moment, but then I remembered why I had come. “I’m here to see a few of the ladies,” I said.

At that, the woman broke into a wide grin. “You’ve come to the right place,” she said. “We have the most beautiful and skilled women in the city here. I’m sure one of them will make your night unforgettable.”

I thanked her and walked past her, my eyes slowly adjusting to the dim lighting of the hallway. At the end of the hallway I could see several closed doors, each with a different number on it. I had no idea which one I should pick, so I just grabbed a random one and opened it.

Inside the room, a beautiful woman was standing by the bed. She was wearing a revealing lingerie set and her bronzed body was accentuated by the soft lighting. Her eyes were smoldering and her lips were inviting.

Without saying a word, she leaned in and kissed me. It felt like sweet electric shock and I couldn’t help but feel my heart start to race. Her lips were so soft, her touch so gentle. She then began to unbutton my shirt and soon I was standing there, topless in front of her. She then resumed her passionate kisses, this time inching lower down my body. My skin was on fire as her hands roamed my chest and her lips planted soft kisses against my abdomen.

The passion was intensifying with every passing second and soon I could feel a building up of heat forming in my body. I was on the precipice of pure pleasure, and I knew I was about to fall into an abyss of ecstasy.

And then suddenly it happened. A wave of pleasure coursed through my body as I reached my climax. I cried out in joy as her expert touch had unleashed an array of sensations within me. I felt relieved, satisfied and more alive than ever. I wanted to stay in this moment forever; I wanted to savor every second of it.

But alas, it had to end. I thanked my seven sister escort for a night that I would never forget, paid her and went on my way. As I walked out, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the chance I had been given to experience something so sublime. I knew that I would never forget what had happened inside the brothel and I realized that the seven sister escorts had just given me a very special gift that I would treasure for the rest of my life.