Yes, as an Escort, I Orgasm With My Clients

Sex workers can actually experience pleasure on the job.

I lie flat on my belly as Jake massages my back. Jake, my client — you know, the guy who’s paying me for sex.

Yes, indeed, I’m the call girl and my client is massaging me. Something is wrong with this picture, you think. Nope, nothing is wrong at all.

That Jake is paying to massage my body isn’t so strange. As an escort, I encounter men all the time who want to pay to pleasure my body.

Take Jake. As he continues to massage me, I go slack.

He kneads my calves, my thighs, my ass. Then he moves his hands down to my feet to stretch every single one of my toes. I exhale a deep sigh of relief.

He’s not done though. He rubs the balls of my feet and then my heels. Then he moves back up my body to my shoulders.

He works my upper back and arms. I feel more muscles release. I become gelatinous under his touch. When he tells me to roll over, I obey.

I flip onto my back, then permit Jake to gingerly spread open my thighs. He burrows his face into my wet center. It’s amazing — I’m the working girl and yet my client is paying to give me a happy ending.

As Jake licks and licks my wet vagina, I begin to come. I have to pinch myself. Is this real? Yes, it is.

Yup, the envelope is there on my end table with several hundred dollar bills inside. I’m grateful for clients like Jake.

No, I don’t see him every day. However, I have other clients like him who go out of their way to please me.

While also paying me.

It’s experiences like these that make me love my job as a companion.

In Jake’s case, he visits me twice a month to give me a massage and then go down on me. I always climax with him — every single time. Afterward, we have sex and that’s always pleasurable as well.

I know he sees other girls. I don’t care. He has a sugar baby and sometimes he texts me photos of the two of them in different exotic locations. He travels a lot for work and doesn’t have time for a traditional relationship. He sees me, the sugar baby, and who knows who else.

I’m okay with that. Our relationship is professional. He can see whomever he wants. I have a family I need to stick around town for anyway. I couldn’t travel with him if I wanted.

But still, I love our sessions. Jake is a respectful, low-maintenance gentleman. I feel like it’s a win-win for both of us.

And he’s not the only client I have like this. I have quite a few clients who give me orgasms on the job.

People believe escorts are always mistreated on the job. They think that only the client is benefitting. They think this happens at the expense of the provider.

Though I would never say that every client is like Jake, or that some sex workers aren’t victimized in this industry, that doesn’t negate the number of men I meet who pay me to get me off.

And yes, that means I come during work.

For me, reaching orgasm with a client is often easier than with a new lover.

Maybe it’s easier to come with my clients. It’s especially easier for me than it is with a new lover.

Perhaps this is because I’m not worried about whether the relationship is going anywhere. With a client, I know our time together is just business.

As a result, my body isn’t tense. When I’m dating someone new, I always feel so vulnerable. Those feelings can get in the way of me experiencing pleasure. My muscles get tight. I can’t relax. I’m just too nervous.

I never have this problem with my clients though. I often orgasm easily with them.

That, and I earn money.

I have great clients because I’m at the top of the escort food chain.

I have another client who sees me for face-sitting sessions. His name is Alan, and he lies back on the bed for our session while I sit naked on his face. While I’m seated there, he orally services me.

A couple of minutes into our session, I’m always sopping-wet. My pussy juices drip all over Alan’s face. He knows for a fact I’m turned on. He can taste it.

That’s why he keeps coming back to see me again and again. My pleasure is real. I’m not feigning an orgasm for pay. I actually come with him.

I can’t say that every single escort out there has clients like I do, but not every escort is like me either.

One, I’m extremely sexually open. Two, I conduct my business at the upper echelons of the escort food chain.

That means I’m not seeing a bunch of different men a day. I see a couple of men a week. That’s it. Our sessions are long and they pay me well. This is my experience as a high-class, independent provider.

And yet to say that escorts who aren’t “high class” always hate their jobs — it’s just not true. I know of other working girls like me — gals who earn a living while receiving pleasure.

Men make sweet love to our bodies and we happily profit.

Yes, we orgasm while earning money.

People will still try to tell me my job victimizes me.

And yet, as I mentioned before, some people will still try to make you believe that every aspect of escorting is terrible. Prostitution victimizes women and only benefits men.

Those who believe this haven’t walked in my stilettos. They haven’t laid back on a bed while a client like Jake or Alan licks them until they come — all while earning cash for it.

That’s okay. People can think whatever they want. I don’t police other people’s opinions. I know the world is full of negative folks who are more than happy to rain on my parade, rust every single one of my silver linings.

Let them.

I know for a fact that escorting has benefitted me. And yes, often I orgasm on the job.