The Girlfriend Experience

By the time I decided to become an independent escort, I already knew what I was looking for in a date: excitement, authenticity, genuine connection and the chance to explore sexually. To me, girlfriend experience (GFE) should combine the warmth and empathy of the best social date with the excitement and abandon of the most successful sexual encounter.

I love intimacy and believe it comes in many forms; a heartfelt conversation, an impassioned debate, a secret shared, a sensual massage, a walk by the sea. If you’re new to this world, I will guide you. If you’re a seasoned bon vivant, we will scale new heights. Girlfriend experience will include as much time socialising and as much erotic time as you wish. I’m committed to making this a wonderful experience for you, while honouring my own desires (I firmly believe the best escort bookings are those in which both parties are able to express themselves). However we meet, you will have my undivided attention as we disappear from the realm of the ordinary.

Longer encounters give us time to get to know each other and build up intensity. I’m a romantic at heart and I love a classic date. Let’s plan dinner and drinks before retreating to a hotel where I will strip to beautiful lingerie and prepare to blow your mind. For shorter encounters, I enjoy both the wild and raunchy and the sweet and sensuous.

We live in a society in which talking about desire is discouraged and vulnerability, particularly for men, is radical. So much life goes unlived because fear holds us back from owning and expressing our sexuality. Let this be a space in which you are free. Share your fantasies with me, or ask me to suggest something new, so that our time together will be not only hot, but also transformative.

As an independent, mature escort, I enjoy exploration of all kinds. If you’re wondering about something, just ask.

The Date

We meet in a bar. You watch me walking towards you; tall, slender with curves in all the right places, dark hair cascading over my shoulders. I’m dressed immaculately in a figure-skimming black dress and heels, but what you notice most of all is my smile. Grinning (I can read your mind), I slide onto the seat next to yours and our legs brush. As we talk, the tension builds. We want the same thing. The look I give you makes your heart beat faster.

Breathlessly, we jump into a taxi, transfixed by each other, the knowledge of what it to come overwhelming all else. I seem too elegant for the filthy thoughts you see flicker across my face. With a hand on your knee, I whisper, “I want you.”

When we reach my appartment, toys are laid out beside the bed. I kiss you and pull you towards me, pressing my body against yours. I slip out of my dress, a shimmer of silk. You run your fingers over my smooth skin. This is our time.