Isabella Bird

Hello gentlemen. My name is Isabella and it’s an honour to meet you. size 6 tanned blonde bombshell with natural curves in all the right places and gym-toned in all the rest ;) My boobs are so round and firm I’m always getting asked if they’re natural which is very frustrating because they certainly are but I guess it’s a compliment.

I’ve been working full-time in a normal job and also studying which is no fun at all. So I’m looking for some gentlemen to have some adventures with so I can quit my job and focus on my studies. Would you like to join me? I’m completely new to this fascinating world of escorting and keen to explore it.

So what might we get up to? Well my services are listed on my profile and as long as I’m treated with respect and courtesy I’m up for lots of fun. Ask away and let’s see if we’re on the same page.

In the meantime let me tell you about this little fantasy I dreamed up. We can create our version of it and have fun acting it out if you like?

So the fantasy starts off with me pleasuring myself at home all afternoon with my toys (hehe sometimes a girl’s best friend) and before I know it I'm so worn out I fall asleep with my weevibe bullet vibrator inside me.

When I wake up I see I'm late to meet my girlfriends at our favourite bar. So I quickly dress, throw on my makeup, and head out the door completely forgetting the vibrator is still inside me (they make them so comfortable it’s easy to forget).

I get to the bar and head to the Ladies to quickly freshen up and of course because I’m late I trip and my bag and contents go flying across the floor. But some nice people help me gather all my things together (or so I think).

So then I meet my girlfriends and I’m just about to sip my martini when bzzzzz off goes the weevibe in my pussy. It takes every bit of self-control I can muster not to spit my drink out on everyone. “What the hell?” I think, “how did that happen?” Well I'm stuck now as I’ve just arrived and cam't get up and go to the loo again to take it out. And luckily it stops anyway. So I take another sip of my martini and bzzzz off it goes again. But this time even stronger. I cross my legs instantly to try and dampen the sensation. But omg it feels so good.

And then the setting on the weevibe changes from continuous buzz to pulsating. I'm in the middle of a sentence and my girlfriends are watching me as I start cumming while trying to make myself stop. What the hell is going on?

And then it hits me. The remote was in my bag and when I’d spilled it and someone had picked it up and knew exactly what it was and I was now at their mercy. And they are merciless. Time and again they bring me to the brink of orgasm and then turn it off. I could scream with the frustration of it. Plus I'm in a real dilemma. Because of the sensation I desperately want to cum but at the same time because of where I am I desperately don’t want to cum and embarrass myself.

This is really intense for me as I’ve never been in anything like this situation. I’m usually in control of what’s going on for me and now all of a sudden I'm not. But also I'm really really loving something about this.

I scan the bar trying to find who is doing this to me. And there sitting on his own at a table across the room is this silver fox in a suit with his arms under the table smiling straight at me.

We lock eyes and he plays that weevibe and my pussy perfectly driving me right to the point of cumming and then stopping it just as I'm about to tip over. I have to make him stop or I'm going to go insane with frustration.

“Hey I’ve just spotted one of my work colleagues” I lie to my girlfriends. “I just need to speak to him”. And before anyone can respond I'm up and out of my seat desperately trying to steady my jelly legs while he winds up the vibration as I approach him.

“You look a little unsteady on your feet” he says with an infuriating smile “better take a seat”. All the while he continues playing the weevibe I can't speak, just moan, feeling my panties getting wetter and wetter. And my eyes are pleading with him to let me cum.

Eventually he says “Now” and turns the vibe up to max. And I have the most intense orgasm of my life, all the more so because I can’t move or thrash like I usually do. He waits and then before I can speak he pulls his arms up from beneath the table and hands me the remote. “Yours I think?” he says with that smile again.

Before I can reply he gets up and with a slight nod says “Been a pleasure” and then he turns and walks out of the bar. I can’t follow him because I can see my girlfriends staring at me. So I walk back to them and as I sit down they all lean towards me. “What was that about?” they say. But by now I’ve recovered myself. “Nothing” I say and shrug. “just work”.

So then all my girlfriends will think I really love my work. Well I guess that’s true actually. If they only knew the “work” I’m now getting up to ;)