JohnJones
06-04-2022, 11:11 PM
You've been warned. I'm just trying my hand on writing fiction fantasies as many in this forum are pros at writing this sort of thing.
Saw a new private ad for a "real young new to Australia, never worked before" on a private escort listing site. Took my chances knowing that if it was bait & switch I'd walk away so I booked anyways. Went up the apartment, followed instructions as per text msg and knocked on door. As usual the girl opens the door and hides behind the door but seeing as she was inexperienced, she sneaked her face beside the crack of the door to glance at me.
I couldn't see her face in the ad but what I just saw at the door isn't too bad; she's not very pretty, just normal looking but quite young. Age around 18-19 years old. And she had quite an accent when she spoke with broken English. She let me in, told me how much are her rates and how long would I like to stay. When I saw how her body was shaped behind that yoga pants and hoodie body I immediately asked to stay for the whole hour - my dick was doing the talking for me!
We went inside one of the rooms and undressed. What I saw when this normal looking girl was undressing is splendid - she had the right amount of meat in her thighs and butt, and her breast was proportionally shaped to complement her butt. Her skin was pale white but she had some rash scars in certain spots which didn't bother me at all. A little bit of pubic hair but neatly kept. We showered separately, went to bed and I did her pretty good. She was really inexperienced and I had to tell her what I wanted to do to her all the time.
As we were cuddling naked she popped a really unexpected question. "May I have your phone number"? I said to her that she'd already have it in her phone when I booked her. Turns out the number I booked her through was her agent's number so I gave her my number.
After I got home I kept thinking about her and the reason she wanted my number. Suddenly a text message appeared. It was her! We chatted for a bit and the next few sessions I would book her directly from her own private number.
One day she was hungry and asked me to buy her takeaway before our booking. She asked me if it was okay that I book her for an extra 30 minutes as she wanted to have dinner with me before getting down into business. I didn't mind so I bought food for myself as well. We ate together as if on a date and went straight to business on the bed. Before I realise it I told her I liked her, and we started a relationship. We'd see each other both during her work day and her day off. We'd take photos together, both clothed and naked. But she'd never send me our naked photos as she's scared that I'd spread it around without her consent.
A year later we were still dating while I allowed her to continue with her work. She said it was to save up enough money to study for a degree since she was only on a working holiday visa. By our one year anniversary she decided that she had saved enough and quit being a WL. However, she didn't tell me that she was going back to her country to study instead of studying her in Australia! I felt betrayed, but then again I realised that she couldn't study in Australia even if she wanted to due to her poor English skills. We've been able to communicate in her language just because I had studied her language for a whole year at intermediate level before meeting her.
Like it or not, I had to let her go back to her country at the end of her visa period. We still kept in touch as I didn't want to break up immediately. Twice a year for two years I'd travel to see her and she'd stay over at my hotel. Having sex after not seeing each other for couple of months felt really good, and I didn't want for it to end.
Sadly in her third and final year of study we broke up. She wasn't consoling me on my feelings, and she wanted me to move over to her country as an expat instead of coming back to Australia and live with me. I'm not familiar with the work culture of her country and I don't have friends from there as well, all I knew was tourist spots and brothels that I can sneak into when I'm alone at night.
Till this day she's still not giving up on me. She still insist that we get back together and move to her hometown. I'm seeing another person without letting her know but somewhere in my heart I still want to be with her.
How's that for a fiction fantasy about dating a WL? I didn't mention country names and nationality so that you can substitute it with your own - Norwegian, German, Singaporean, Thai, Korean etc.
Saw a new private ad for a "real young new to Australia, never worked before" on a private escort listing site. Took my chances knowing that if it was bait & switch I'd walk away so I booked anyways. Went up the apartment, followed instructions as per text msg and knocked on door. As usual the girl opens the door and hides behind the door but seeing as she was inexperienced, she sneaked her face beside the crack of the door to glance at me.
I couldn't see her face in the ad but what I just saw at the door isn't too bad; she's not very pretty, just normal looking but quite young. Age around 18-19 years old. And she had quite an accent when she spoke with broken English. She let me in, told me how much are her rates and how long would I like to stay. When I saw how her body was shaped behind that yoga pants and hoodie body I immediately asked to stay for the whole hour - my dick was doing the talking for me!
We went inside one of the rooms and undressed. What I saw when this normal looking girl was undressing is splendid - she had the right amount of meat in her thighs and butt, and her breast was proportionally shaped to complement her butt. Her skin was pale white but she had some rash scars in certain spots which didn't bother me at all. A little bit of pubic hair but neatly kept. We showered separately, went to bed and I did her pretty good. She was really inexperienced and I had to tell her what I wanted to do to her all the time.
As we were cuddling naked she popped a really unexpected question. "May I have your phone number"? I said to her that she'd already have it in her phone when I booked her. Turns out the number I booked her through was her agent's number so I gave her my number.
After I got home I kept thinking about her and the reason she wanted my number. Suddenly a text message appeared. It was her! We chatted for a bit and the next few sessions I would book her directly from her own private number.
One day she was hungry and asked me to buy her takeaway before our booking. She asked me if it was okay that I book her for an extra 30 minutes as she wanted to have dinner with me before getting down into business. I didn't mind so I bought food for myself as well. We ate together as if on a date and went straight to business on the bed. Before I realise it I told her I liked her, and we started a relationship. We'd see each other both during her work day and her day off. We'd take photos together, both clothed and naked. But she'd never send me our naked photos as she's scared that I'd spread it around without her consent.
A year later we were still dating while I allowed her to continue with her work. She said it was to save up enough money to study for a degree since she was only on a working holiday visa. By our one year anniversary she decided that she had saved enough and quit being a WL. However, she didn't tell me that she was going back to her country to study instead of studying her in Australia! I felt betrayed, but then again I realised that she couldn't study in Australia even if she wanted to due to her poor English skills. We've been able to communicate in her language just because I had studied her language for a whole year at intermediate level before meeting her.
Like it or not, I had to let her go back to her country at the end of her visa period. We still kept in touch as I didn't want to break up immediately. Twice a year for two years I'd travel to see her and she'd stay over at my hotel. Having sex after not seeing each other for couple of months felt really good, and I didn't want for it to end.
Sadly in her third and final year of study we broke up. She wasn't consoling me on my feelings, and she wanted me to move over to her country as an expat instead of coming back to Australia and live with me. I'm not familiar with the work culture of her country and I don't have friends from there as well, all I knew was tourist spots and brothels that I can sneak into when I'm alone at night.
Till this day she's still not giving up on me. She still insist that we get back together and move to her hometown. I'm seeing another person without letting her know but somewhere in my heart I still want to be with her.
How's that for a fiction fantasy about dating a WL? I didn't mention country names and nationality so that you can substitute it with your own - Norwegian, German, Singaporean, Thai, Korean etc.