Hi, everyone! My name’s Sofia and I work as one of escort girls Bursa. My hometown is Domazlice city, near Klatovy, the Czech Republic, it is located in lesser than 10 kilometers from the border with Germany. I know, this site doesn’t really represent workers from the Czech Republic, so I’m telling everyone I am from Ukraine – no one can really make a difference between mine look and the look of Ukrainian locals. My city is really spectacular but kind of boring. I always wanted to get out of it, to see the world. The biggest thing that stopped me was the absence of money to implement all these.
In one night, when I was 17, I stumbled on an advertising hanging in one of the nightclubs I used to spend my time. It said they needed girls to work as ‘escort models’ in much richer countries of the EU and Turkey. I never before met this term and so after, I read a lot about this to find out what it really meant: to sleep with men for money.
To my own surprise, I wasn’t shocked. I saw in this a possibility to ear normal money to save up for everything I wanted. The next day, I contacted with eskortlar Bursa agency that had given this ad and we had a nice talking. During this, I found out I can earn up to 20 thousand Euros per three months on hands! Who would have given up such a wonderful chance?
The only drawback in this scheme was me – I wasn’t sure whether I could serve clients sexually when I get to Bursa Whatsapp escort agency or any other of its high kind. Thus, I had to test myself. The plan was simple – to find a guy who’d pay me for sex with him. With my general attractive appearance, the third size of boobs, tight young age, and huge desire to test myself, it shouldn’t be hard, I guessed.
The second drawback was my age: 17. They told me they only took girls from 18 – the age of adulthood and consent. It was simpler: I only had to wait until I am 18 and hit the road.
At the weekend, I picked up the sexiest of my dress, put it on and drove to another city, to a different nightclub to avoid any of my acquaintances. I was hunting for two hours: either guys didn’t want to pay or they didn’t seem to me not obnoxious. I hardly found a guy and went to his car, taking 200 Euros upfront. I was excited about novelty and fear intertwined with me with the curiosity of overcoming myself on a way to becoming a new eskortlar Bursa agency girl.
On his car, he drove me on the secluded road out of the city and wanted me to get undressed to the fullest. As we sat in the backseat, he approached from behind and entered inside of me without any preliminaries. It’s a good thing he was in a condom – at least, it gave me some grease. I was fucked but did not feel anything from usual warm feelings towards my partner. No affection, anything. Maybe, I expected too much from this first time?
After he ended and we smoked, I considered it wasn’t demonstrative – as, besides from money that I’ve earned, I had a bouillon of feelings in me: too much fear and inexplicable excitation that wasn’t sexual, and absence of sexual feelings… So, I’ve decided to make an additional try. The very same night, I reappeared in this nightclub to repeat. Surprisingly, the searches finished only in a minute: a guy agreed to pay and took me to his house.
I took a fast shower and got out to him already naked and wet. He called me to get in bed and put money on the night table. With him, I felt passion and lust. He was a skillful lover and I ever received an orgasm. I was pretty exhausted after making love with him so I fell down on the bed after I finished jumping on his cock. In this minute, I remember as I finally agreed to give a fat chance to escort girl Turkey agency job. I also remember I didn’t want to leave a guy and offered him another round after he got out of the shower, to which he agreed. This time, he worked more, making me in several poses on and near the bed. When I finished him using my mouth, I felt sperm of a guy on my tongue, tart but sweet and so I was pleased. I said him ‘Goodbye’ and the next morning, I started packing to depart from the country in three weeks, right on my birthday.