24 hours in a hotel suite (erotic escort story)

With most things in life, length doesn't matter. With an escort date it does. As much as I appreciate dinner dates - I enjoy the longer meetings much more. The ones where we cuddle up together in bed and get closer physically and emotionally. Where you get involved with each other and get to know each other.

Long overnight bookings are my favourite. No stress, no time pressure, no looking at the clock: we can take as much time as we want in the evenings and mornings. One of my most beautiful experiences as an escort was a date where we didn't leave our hotel suite in Hamburg for (almost) 24 hours. Would you like to be a fly on the wall? Then this erotic story will surely captivate you.

The prelude to a roaring night

I was really euphoric when I read the name of the hotel in the mail. I had the pleasure of spending a night there once before and remember the enchanting view over the glittering Elbe. Back then, I treated myself to a suite alone to celebrate my birthday. But I would definitely not spend that night alone.

I am discreetly dressed in a beige wool coat and black overknees when I arrive at the hotel. In addition to a small handbag, I have a weekender with me in which my high heels, stockings, several bra sets and a fine selection of sex toys are hidden.

The lobby is almost deserted and I get into the elevator, which takes me to the top floors with a beating heart. He has chosen a spacious suite for us, which looks even more romantic in the glow of the candles. We last saw each other a few months ago and. I'm a little excited, as usual. But his embrace and kiss in greeting give me that comforting feeling of familiarity. I guess the iced white wine will have to wait a few seconds longer....

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An erotic overture with a view of the Elbe

He tells me how pretty I look and kisses me gently on the neck. Then he takes my coat and I arrive slowly, letting the room take its effect on me. While I look around and admire the beautiful suite, he pours us the wine. We sit down on the couch and talk as if we had last seen each other only yesterday. Our eyes meet and there is a sizzle - even though we are both still reserved.

As he stands up to top us off, I watch him dreamily. He looks good in his loose white shirt with the top button undone and his casual dark blue chinos. Unconsciously, I stroke the edge of my skirt, touching my bare skin with my fingertips. He turns around, his gaze falls on my strapless stockings that are peeking out.

Suddenly he says demandingly, "Kiss me!"

With a smile, I stand up, take the wine glasses from his hand and pull him by the hand back to the sofa. He lets himself fall onto the soft cushions while I let myself sink onto his lap. We kiss long and hard, feeling our bodies. He slowly undresses me while he still remains dressed. First my blouse falls, then my skirt, until I am only wearing my stockings.

The fine fabric of his clothes feels wonderful on my naked skin. Through the trousers I feel that he likes it too. He pulls me up and, walking backwards, leads me into the bedroom to the window front while he devours my body with his gaze.

He presses my back against the cold window and kisses my body, leaving hot burning marks from my breasts to my lap, until he finally kneels in front of me and smiles at me from below. My hand wanders to his cheek and we share a wonderfully sensual moment until he suddenly stands up and turns me around. With a view of the Elbe, he takes me from behind. My hands on the window and his hands on my hip....

Sensual interlude with room service

Panting, we stagger to the bed, drop into it and both look out over the city. Oops, when did the sun go down? We look at each other and our stomachs growl almost simultaneously, with impressively coordinated timing. In the heat of the moment, we missed our reservation at the restaurant!

We pick up the phone and order some light treats from room service. It's not long before there's a knock at the door. Like a gentleman, he brings the table on wheels into the room while I peel myself out of bed and hug him from behind. It feels wonderfully familiar to spend the day like this.

After dinner we go for a bath together, he has brought extra bath pearls. Armed with our wine glasses, we make ourselves comfortable in the bathtub. We talk until our hands and feet get wrinkly. Snuggled up in bathrobes, we go back to bed. But we don't keep them on for long at all before we snuggle up skin to skin.

I am lying relaxed on my side when I notice that he is grabbing something from the side table. It is a small bottle of oil, which he opens and heats the golden liquid between his fingers. I turn onto my stomach and his hands begin to flow over my body like warm water. Soon I feel his fingertips on my bottom, between my legs and even deeper. The warm oil and his hands feel great. He is heated up by the massage and our oily bodies, he puts on a condom, bends over me and penetrates me.

It's good that we have already chosen breakfast for tomorrow and that there is a "Do not Disturb" sign on the door outside...

The late morning finale

The next morning he wakes me up with a tea in his hand. We lie next to each other in bed and enjoy the view with the rising sun over the Elbphilharmonie.

I ask him if he would like to see the toys I brought with me. There is always a small selection of my favourites in my handbag. Like the most beautiful gift display, I spread them out on the bed and let him choose one. I satisfy myself with it while he watches me do it. My hand wanders under his blanket - but just as I feel his bare skin, there is a knock at the door. Breakfast is here!

We have breakfast in bed, but I can hardly concentrate on the croissants. My gaze keeps wandering to his naked torso and to his fingers, which are glistening with honey. He can hardly tear his gaze away either. We are hungry, but not for breakfast. So we ring in round 3... a really roaring finale.

I disappear into the bathroom and freshen up while he prepares for his first Zoom meeting of the day. Parting is always bittersweet, and after such a dream date, I'm already longing for the repeat. The next staycation can't come soon enough!

And how will our staycation be?

Was that inspiration enough? I hope so! Because I love spending extended time alongside a gentleman. We don't have to spend 24 hours in a hotel bed - but it's definitely an option for what our overnight date could look like.

There are several options if this type of escort date appeals to you. With one Escort-Incall I choose our love nest and take care of the booking and organization. All you have to do is knock on the door at the agreed time. Or we keep it classic and I come to visit you at the hotel if you are on a business trip or have booked the room yourself.

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