Incall escort service is called to deliver the experience of lesbian sex to watchers

It would seem that many clients of incall escorts agency order girls to have those sex services, which they don’t usually get in regular life with their wives, girls, or lovers. One of such is lesbian sex. Surely, for that, they need at least 2 girls, which they wouldn’t have unless they’re married to two or more women at the same time. But it is a very not common thing in Turkey these days. It is illegal to have 2 wives at a time. Polygamy (this is what they call it when a man has 2+ wives at the same time) was criminalized in 1926. Although, unofficially, some men continue that tradition. So the only real way of experiencing lesbian love with your participation or watching in Turkey today is to invite two girls from the incall escort agency of Istanbul. Or, if you have one woman who’d agree on fucking with some invited concubine – that also would do.

I’ve been a part of such lesbian requests multiple times. I even have a friend in the incall escorts in Istanbul agency who suits me the best in such orders. She knows my body, I know hers, and we both have worked many hours to make our lesbian erotic interaction great for the eyes and for the bodies of men who join us. That time, I also grabbed her along to follow to Şişli, a fancy neighborhood of the city, its European side. I always love to come to this block since it feels like only the best and most charming people live here. They’re always super friendly with us and remunerate me well. With some dwellers of Şişli, I was taking several trips to vacations to other cities and even took flights to other countries for a weekend or longer, being a company for private and business trips.

The place, where they invited us, was a tall, brightly illuminated building. We got to the 5^th floor and knocked in the apartment. When they opened to us, we met handsome-looking men dressed Muslim-style (white apparel on the entire body, which lowered to the floor). They warmly invited us in and showed where us the bathroom is. After we got out, clean and fresh, smelling yummy thanks to our peach-scent perfumes that we bought especially to amuse our escort incall Istanbul clients, the men were sitting in the armchairs facing towards a large queen-size bed, which was a center of the richly decorated room.

“Look, girls, here is what you will be doing. We want you to start your lesbian games on this bed. And make them hotter. We will sit and watch at you. My friends and I have agreed that we’ll look, pushing down our arousal. The goal is to sit in a free pose and not prevent a dick to stand up. The one who will have the erection the last (or will not have at all) during at least 20 minutes of your hot show, wins.”

That was indeed an interesting task for us. Basically, we had to do everything to arouse the men (but not touch them), depicting lesbian sex in all its splendor and hotness, trying to arouse the men. They, in their turn, had to watch but try not to show they’re high. Funny bet. But that’s just a part of life – sometimes, you have to invent new stuff to entertain yourself as a man, right?

So my friend and I started our business, focusing on the maximal sexuality of the visual show. Surely, we’ve opened our pussies to their sight immediately, laying on the bed to stay open to the view. I mounted on top of my concubine, both with legs spread. She was lying on the bed and I was standing in a doggie pose, starting to lick her shaved pussy, which only had a thin line of hair ascending from her clitoris to the end of the pubic area. I tried to bend in a way to open up simultaneously my between-the-legs area and not to cover her pussy while playing with it with my tongue. That pose has had absolute acknowledgment in all my previous escort clients.

We got into the rage of mutual satisfaction, not paying too much attention to the men’s penis reactions. After the licking, we sat on the bed facing one another and started kissing in the lips, not forgetting to caress our tanned bodies with our hands. We felt the boobs, groins, and legs of one another. Periodically, we heard as the man who talked to us initially was saying to his friends, “Abul, you’re out”. “Ali, you’re out”, “Fawzi, you’re out”… Eventually, two men left, with the power of thought making their cocks not to show they are in a sexual frenzy. I stood on the legs on the bed while my lover got to my pussy with her mouth. I started shaking my boobs and thighs, wiggling into the sides, trying to make men aroused. In the middle of licking my pussy from the inside with a very skillful tongue of a friend, I’ve heard the last exclaim, “Oh, shit, I’m out, too… Fariduddin, you won.”