NYC Whore

The true life account of a high class escort penetrating the hearts and wallets of NYC's most illustrious male (and female) inhabitants.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

I fuck for money and though you don't know it, so do you.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

A man who knows how to undress a woman is a good lover.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

My client who is Saudi royalty sent his jet for me. I flew from NY to LA and it was amazing.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

Tonight I was whisked away to a time long forgotten.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

Sometimes I fuck. Sometimes I make love. Sometimes it's company, but no matter what, it's always about satisfaction.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

My clients buy me gifts that always exceed my expectations. I used to turn them down but not anymore. It brings them enjoyment.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

Cunt. Pussy. Vagina. Slag. Call it whatever you want...just know it's what really runs the world.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

The sensual touch of a woman is something many men misunderstand.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

One of the most interesting facts people don't know about being an escort is many of my clients are female.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

Two clients in 5 hours isn't anything new for a high class escort but the fact that they know each other makes it more interesting.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

We walked out of the hotel. He had a town car waiting for him. I never saw the inside of his apt, we didn't make it that far.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

"Do you live nearby?" Before the words left my mouth he summoned the bartender for his check, whipped out that Black Card, signed and...

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

I licked my lips once again and looked down at his cock. I could see the outline of it through his designer jeans and the time had come.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

His posse of cunts were just looking on with hatred in their eyes and I loved every second of it. No girl can match my level of lechery.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

He was talking but I didn't hear anything. My pulse was so quick I could feel it in my ears. Though maybe it was just the coke in my system.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

I wanted to be pounded. I wanted dirty, nasty, lustful sex to ensue. The type that leaves me spent with my legs quivering.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

At this stage I didn't give a fuck, I just wanted to fuck.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

He was very mysterious. Come to think about it he never really told me what he did for a living, though I sensed a Black Card in his pocket.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

"A woman who drinks alone, never goes home alone", he said as he leaned against the bar. His confidence was intoxicating.

[NYC Whore @NYCwhore]

His name was Charles and he broke the ice by placing his well manicured hand on the stem of my Martini glass. I was perplexed...