To answer one of my own previous questions:
YES. Some clients will stop, and have stopped, seeing me because I've lost weight. Although I should say to those clients, if you're reading, I've gained quite a lot back, so come on back darlin'. Drastic cut down on exercise, cold weather and 1/2 priced cupcakes will do that to a person sometimes. Plus what I lack in extra fat I make up in for in added exuberance, freakish leg strength and WAY more energy to torture and smother you. I'm lighter, but stronger.
And to answer some of your, my fans' and clients', questions:
YES. I am flattered that you jerk off to my pics. However, telling me in person, during a session, as my most recent client (Dreamboy) did, is way more awesome than telling me anonymously. He lives in another province. Knowing that he will be getting his sexy self off to me from hundreds of miles away is such a turn-on, especially now that I have an image of him to fantasize of later. That he paid me for my time shows me that he appreciates me and what I do. And that's better than an email from someone I never meet. It's nicer to put a face to the... errr.... fantasy. Do not let this deter you from sending fan mail, however. I enjoy hearing from everyone, even the jerks who call me names. And especially the ones who just jerk.
NO. I did not travel over the holidays. I stayed in Toronto and played host to an intimate gathering of friends and chosen family, and one mis-vite. Rumnog was drunk, drinking games were played and many gifts were exchanged. Melancholic but beautiful time. I am ashamed of the excessive food leftovers (which I am going to be munching on shortly).
YES! Santa did find me! He brought me vibrating nipple clamps, many new and smoking hot clients, and a book of mostly skinny-bodied nudes, amongst many other treasures.
NO. I don't have a boyfriend. I don't know why. I don't know "what's wrong with people". I can't explain why "someone so beautiful and amazing" as me is single. I don't know what is wrong with being single anyhow. I enjoy being single. I do enjoy intimate partnering, but I've always been pursued for sex more than relationships. I actually accepted a date for today and was rudely stood-up. I'm a romantic at heart, but I'm also a very strong-willed and independent person. Aside from fat-phobia, slut-shaming and general stupidity, I hesitate to offer explanations for my Lack of Boyfriend (LoB)™. Frankly, offering an explanation seems to suggest something wrong with not having one, and, frankly, that's bullshit.
YES. I painted that. I am an artist, and have been since I was a toddler.
YES. People actually pay me good money to have really good sex with me. I'd imagine they do it for the same reasons as other people: they think I'm hot, or they have a fantasy, or maybe they want to get crushed. And NO. I don't really care if you think I'm "ewwww". That's your business.
YES! I AM for real!
MAYBE. But chances are, I've never been there. I've hardly traveled at all. I grew up relatively poor, and have been on my own since age 17. Add to that impulsive spending and lack of passport and.... oh what the hell! I have no excuse. I'm taking a trip this year! *looks up at passport application*
Stories and smut from a queer, radical feminist hooker
Sunday 26 December 2010
A Real Cunnilinguist (and some generalized Astrological observations)
A friend of mine, we'll call him Aurelius, came by last Tuesday night. It was late, maybe 3AM, and I was still up. His email came in hours before, and just as I was off to bed, thinking he'd made other plans, the proverbial bootie call came (rather, bootie email). He was here within 15 minutes. What ensued was very memorable.
We chatted a bit, about travel, politics, niceties, sex. There's a very odd chemistry between us. I'm mildly attracted to Aurelius, and he to me, but it's really just a sex thing. And really mostly just an oral sex thing.
Now, he's eaten my pussy before. He was good at it. But this night was different. I've had oodles of men go down on me, and make me come in literally seconds. I've had some top notch oral, mostly from paying clients (something I can never seem to wrap my head around), but this was different. I can't remember a time when anyone gave me such unbelievable oral sex.
First, he teased my nipples, obviously. He's a Scorpio. Not meaning to generalize, but... in my experience, they're the hottest, most passionate lovers (with their opposites, Taureans, taking a close second place, and those beautiful moon-ruled Cancerians never failing to please either) . The little things are not wasted on them. Blowing in the ear, teasing the little belly hairs and even the swelling effect in my cunt are lost on some guys. But never on Scorpios. The Scorps I've been with really enjoy their sex, and they really take their time with it. And he was no exception. After he got me all inflated by way of my nipples, he made his way slowly down, kissing every ample inch on his way down. When his face was inches away from my erect clit, I could feel his warm breath on me. My entire body was on fire. His tongue started to lick me, just barely, flicking about on my outer lips, thighs and ass. He didn't even graze my labia for several minutes. For a second, I wondered if I smelled off. I knew I'd showered recently, and surely he would say something if I did? And then, his tongue hit me, just barely, and I shivered and moaned. He licked my huge, swollen labia up and down, barely touching me as he did. "Oh wow... that feels awesome" I told him and he moaned, feeling like a gentle vibrator. I started to feel extremely relaxed, and I looked down to see his smiling face diving down again. This time, I spread my legs wider, and he groaned "oh my God. Look at this beautiful pussy. You're so swollen baby!" and I told him that was entirely his doing.
He licked me, gently, up and down and all over my crotch area. His tongue went right inside me, deep and hard, and he moaned some more. He actually paused to tell me how good I taste, something I hear often. "Give me your tongue" I said to him, and he came up to kiss me briefly, letting me taste me. And back down he went. Admiring the view in my mirror of his backside and my spread legs, and the view from above between my legs, I knew I was being teased. It was delicious. I love being teased and taking unlimited amounts of time to discover someone's body, and I love when someone takes so much time to discover mine. We're all so similar, but sexually we're all so different. I love learning these little erotic mind spaces and secrets we all possess. And apparently, one of his secrets was that he is an expert pussy licker. He was moving his tongue up and down, right between my engulfed lips, still barely touching me. At any point, he could have made me come with even a few strokes of my clit. But he still hadn't even touched my clit. I could tell he was thoroughly enjoying teasing me. While licking me I ask him "do you like when someone teases YOU this way?" and he moans into my cunt. So I continued asking him questions like "you know I'm gonna slow-torture your cock later, right?" and "What are you doing to me?" and he continued to moan. When I told him how I was going to tickle his whole body with my long hair he moaned so hard that I almost came.
Finally, he made his way to my clit. Though it was completely erect, I reached down, and with my two hands, stuck it out even more, whispering "lick it, look how hard it is". "Holy FUCK!" he said, looking at it, then at my eyes, and he dove on it. He sucked my clit briefly, then moved back to my labia, which, I am increasingly learning, is a huge nerve-center for me. He then started licking ALL the way up and down, from clit to ass, then back again. He was using the most gentle pressure. I could tell he was barely touching me at all, but the sensation was heavenly. He did this for maybe 45 minutes, keeping me fully swollen the whole time. This must be what blue balls feels like, minus the pain (though I have experienced the frustration and pain of being fully swollen and on the brink of orgasm only to meet an anti-climactic end): A constant wave a pleasure without enough pressure to cause orgasm. But I love this kind of treatment. I knew that if I had to, I could reach down and and rub out an orgasm anytime.
I didn't. I just lied back and enjoyed the amazingly soft and gentle tongue licking me expertly into submission. I've never felt anything like that before.
By contrast, after I'd had my turn with his cock, I found myself sitting on his face a number of times, and at the end, I was hovering above his face, rubbing my hard clit and watching him stroke himself. Waiting for him, I came as soon as I saw him explode. That was all it took, and I even stopped stroking myself and came anyhow.
Thanks, Aurelius, for the most amazing oral ever! You blew my mind, and your load, and I discovered something new that I enjoy. Next time I will try humming a whole song while he's in my warm mouth.
We chatted a bit, about travel, politics, niceties, sex. There's a very odd chemistry between us. I'm mildly attracted to Aurelius, and he to me, but it's really just a sex thing. And really mostly just an oral sex thing.
Now, he's eaten my pussy before. He was good at it. But this night was different. I've had oodles of men go down on me, and make me come in literally seconds. I've had some top notch oral, mostly from paying clients (something I can never seem to wrap my head around), but this was different. I can't remember a time when anyone gave me such unbelievable oral sex.
First, he teased my nipples, obviously. He's a Scorpio. Not meaning to generalize, but... in my experience, they're the hottest, most passionate lovers (with their opposites, Taureans, taking a close second place, and those beautiful moon-ruled Cancerians never failing to please either) . The little things are not wasted on them. Blowing in the ear, teasing the little belly hairs and even the swelling effect in my cunt are lost on some guys. But never on Scorpios. The Scorps I've been with really enjoy their sex, and they really take their time with it. And he was no exception. After he got me all inflated by way of my nipples, he made his way slowly down, kissing every ample inch on his way down. When his face was inches away from my erect clit, I could feel his warm breath on me. My entire body was on fire. His tongue started to lick me, just barely, flicking about on my outer lips, thighs and ass. He didn't even graze my labia for several minutes. For a second, I wondered if I smelled off. I knew I'd showered recently, and surely he would say something if I did? And then, his tongue hit me, just barely, and I shivered and moaned. He licked my huge, swollen labia up and down, barely touching me as he did. "Oh wow... that feels awesome" I told him and he moaned, feeling like a gentle vibrator. I started to feel extremely relaxed, and I looked down to see his smiling face diving down again. This time, I spread my legs wider, and he groaned "oh my God. Look at this beautiful pussy. You're so swollen baby!" and I told him that was entirely his doing.
He licked me, gently, up and down and all over my crotch area. His tongue went right inside me, deep and hard, and he moaned some more. He actually paused to tell me how good I taste, something I hear often. "Give me your tongue" I said to him, and he came up to kiss me briefly, letting me taste me. And back down he went. Admiring the view in my mirror of his backside and my spread legs, and the view from above between my legs, I knew I was being teased. It was delicious. I love being teased and taking unlimited amounts of time to discover someone's body, and I love when someone takes so much time to discover mine. We're all so similar, but sexually we're all so different. I love learning these little erotic mind spaces and secrets we all possess. And apparently, one of his secrets was that he is an expert pussy licker. He was moving his tongue up and down, right between my engulfed lips, still barely touching me. At any point, he could have made me come with even a few strokes of my clit. But he still hadn't even touched my clit. I could tell he was thoroughly enjoying teasing me. While licking me I ask him "do you like when someone teases YOU this way?" and he moans into my cunt. So I continued asking him questions like "you know I'm gonna slow-torture your cock later, right?" and "What are you doing to me?" and he continued to moan. When I told him how I was going to tickle his whole body with my long hair he moaned so hard that I almost came.
Finally, he made his way to my clit. Though it was completely erect, I reached down, and with my two hands, stuck it out even more, whispering "lick it, look how hard it is". "Holy FUCK!" he said, looking at it, then at my eyes, and he dove on it. He sucked my clit briefly, then moved back to my labia, which, I am increasingly learning, is a huge nerve-center for me. He then started licking ALL the way up and down, from clit to ass, then back again. He was using the most gentle pressure. I could tell he was barely touching me at all, but the sensation was heavenly. He did this for maybe 45 minutes, keeping me fully swollen the whole time. This must be what blue balls feels like, minus the pain (though I have experienced the frustration and pain of being fully swollen and on the brink of orgasm only to meet an anti-climactic end): A constant wave a pleasure without enough pressure to cause orgasm. But I love this kind of treatment. I knew that if I had to, I could reach down and and rub out an orgasm anytime.
I didn't. I just lied back and enjoyed the amazingly soft and gentle tongue licking me expertly into submission. I've never felt anything like that before.
By contrast, after I'd had my turn with his cock, I found myself sitting on his face a number of times, and at the end, I was hovering above his face, rubbing my hard clit and watching him stroke himself. Waiting for him, I came as soon as I saw him explode. That was all it took, and I even stopped stroking myself and came anyhow.
Thanks, Aurelius, for the most amazing oral ever! You blew my mind, and your load, and I discovered something new that I enjoy. Next time I will try humming a whole song while he's in my warm mouth.
Sunday 19 December 2010
About Last Night...
It was fantastic, Crème Brulée. You had me from hello. I admit it. Beautiful, smiling, friendly men are my weakness, my fatal flaw, my sun on cloudy days. These things alone are enough to turn me to putty. Add into the mix the softest lips maybe ever, silky facial hair, a clean hipster aesthetic, similar hobbies and sexual prowess, as well as some BOMB-ASS weed and enthusiastic, responsive kissing... I can see why my friend said "don't fall for clients" as I was gushing about the awesome session. Well-meaning and misguided though he may be, a hot session does not equal any kind of falling. But it does mean my thoughts for the next few days, weeks, maybe even months will occasionally drift back to him, and last night, and what we did.
He sent a pic, which rarely happens. He looked like a model, so I wanted to assume "spam/phishing" but something about his email told me I would be meeting him. And sure enough, near or after midnight, he calls and I get the warmth. We make a date for an hour, and he shows up in a half hour. Even one minute after saying he was five minutes away, I hear a knock. I was not ready! But oh was I ever ready. I didn't know it, but I was about to get everything I'd been idly wanting all day: some hot, paid sex with a hot, fun partner.
We partook and chatted. I felt slightly shy, as I often do lately, and after we butted the doob, I said "what now? shall we talk?", then I pulled him close and he came to me. He kissed me perfectly the first time, and he was into it. I kissed him for a few minutes, feeling my body already tingling in arousal, before I stopped and complimented his skills. Hands began to linger on each other, and finally I just wanted to be all over him. I asked him to come with me and he followed me eagerly to my bed, where we undressed down to our underwear.
His eyes, so appreciative and sparkly, were on me constantly. Eye contact tends to turn me on. I always like to look at my lovers. His lips, soft, full, surrounded with silk, were on me constantly. Nothing turns me on like intense chemistry and really, really good kissing. We just kissed and kissed and kissed, hands in hair and on backs, asses, arms. I'm too distracted by thoughts of last night to even write about last night.
He spoiled me. He turned me over, and on top of me, kissed me everywhere. What is up with these beautiful boys and the Goddess treatment? He even referred to me as such. I was in heaven, with those eyes darting up to look at me and a very experienced tongue and mouth working on my smoldering body. He licked my pussy like a professional, taking his time and making me totally swollen before even licking me. I almost came just from feeling his tongue on me.
After licking me until I was dripping, his shorts came off. Perfect compact little body, and a jumping perfectly sized cock. I just laid back and shook my head in disbelief. How can this be my job? How can I be getting paid for this? And then 69, my favorite. He was quite the rock star in that position. I know it's difficult to get properly angled, but he was making full, strong contact with my clit. I could tell he liked the humping motion, he had asked me to dance on him, after all, so I worked my hips back and forth on his face as I sucked him slowly in my warm mouth. Again, highly distracted.
After kissing and licking him everywhere, and sucking him lovingly, I had to have him inside me. Condom. I straddled him again, breasts, again, in his open and waiting mouth, sucking them until my pussy throbbed. If not for the insane twitching on his part, his amazing dick would have slid right in, but it was quite literally jumping all over the place when I came near it. So I guided it in, just barely, and bent down to kiss his waiting lips. I wanted to feel him gasp when I slid down on him. He kissed me hard, pulling me close to him and pushed himself up inside me and I was the one who gasped. It started slowly at first, then built into furious fucking, kissing, moaning and bouncing. We did this for an hour, at least. Me on top, him on top, stopping to kiss. Then slowing down, moaning, talking, kissing, just using our muscles to squeeze each others' bits.
This story doesn't end with a big climax scene. I don't think either of us even did. I don't think either of us cared. I know I didn't, and don't. I came twice today just thinking about kissing him. I was satisfied with kissing, oral pleasuring, amazing skin-tingling fucking, kissing, did I mention kissing, and then briefly sleeping in each others' arms, and kissing goodbye for five minutes. Tell me what's better than that?
He sent a pic, which rarely happens. He looked like a model, so I wanted to assume "spam/phishing" but something about his email told me I would be meeting him. And sure enough, near or after midnight, he calls and I get the warmth. We make a date for an hour, and he shows up in a half hour. Even one minute after saying he was five minutes away, I hear a knock. I was not ready! But oh was I ever ready. I didn't know it, but I was about to get everything I'd been idly wanting all day: some hot, paid sex with a hot, fun partner.
We partook and chatted. I felt slightly shy, as I often do lately, and after we butted the doob, I said "what now? shall we talk?", then I pulled him close and he came to me. He kissed me perfectly the first time, and he was into it. I kissed him for a few minutes, feeling my body already tingling in arousal, before I stopped and complimented his skills. Hands began to linger on each other, and finally I just wanted to be all over him. I asked him to come with me and he followed me eagerly to my bed, where we undressed down to our underwear.
His eyes, so appreciative and sparkly, were on me constantly. Eye contact tends to turn me on. I always like to look at my lovers. His lips, soft, full, surrounded with silk, were on me constantly. Nothing turns me on like intense chemistry and really, really good kissing. We just kissed and kissed and kissed, hands in hair and on backs, asses, arms. I'm too distracted by thoughts of last night to even write about last night.
He spoiled me. He turned me over, and on top of me, kissed me everywhere. What is up with these beautiful boys and the Goddess treatment? He even referred to me as such. I was in heaven, with those eyes darting up to look at me and a very experienced tongue and mouth working on my smoldering body. He licked my pussy like a professional, taking his time and making me totally swollen before even licking me. I almost came just from feeling his tongue on me.
After licking me until I was dripping, his shorts came off. Perfect compact little body, and a jumping perfectly sized cock. I just laid back and shook my head in disbelief. How can this be my job? How can I be getting paid for this? And then 69, my favorite. He was quite the rock star in that position. I know it's difficult to get properly angled, but he was making full, strong contact with my clit. I could tell he liked the humping motion, he had asked me to dance on him, after all, so I worked my hips back and forth on his face as I sucked him slowly in my warm mouth. Again, highly distracted.
After kissing and licking him everywhere, and sucking him lovingly, I had to have him inside me. Condom. I straddled him again, breasts, again, in his open and waiting mouth, sucking them until my pussy throbbed. If not for the insane twitching on his part, his amazing dick would have slid right in, but it was quite literally jumping all over the place when I came near it. So I guided it in, just barely, and bent down to kiss his waiting lips. I wanted to feel him gasp when I slid down on him. He kissed me hard, pulling me close to him and pushed himself up inside me and I was the one who gasped. It started slowly at first, then built into furious fucking, kissing, moaning and bouncing. We did this for an hour, at least. Me on top, him on top, stopping to kiss. Then slowing down, moaning, talking, kissing, just using our muscles to squeeze each others' bits.
This story doesn't end with a big climax scene. I don't think either of us even did. I don't think either of us cared. I know I didn't, and don't. I came twice today just thinking about kissing him. I was satisfied with kissing, oral pleasuring, amazing skin-tingling fucking, kissing, did I mention kissing, and then briefly sleeping in each others' arms, and kissing goodbye for five minutes. Tell me what's better than that?
Fantasies: ALL business
I've noticed a trend recently. When I fantasize, i.e. when I am getting off (or trying to), it's almost always clients who feature most prominently. I guess that more than a year into escorting I am still shocked that 99% of my sessions are fun, satisfying, and with people I am really attracted to. When I began, I had SO MANY misconceptions about sex work. I just thought that those things didn't apply to me. When I began, I still thought that many hookers, strippers, porn stars, etc. were likely just cokeheads with hot bodies who probably didn't enjoy what they were doing. I'm not sure why I thought I was the exception. Meeting other like-minded sex workers completely opened my eyes. But then, my eyes have opened to many of the biases and judgments I carry around over the past year. I thought only people who HAD to pay for sex (whatever that means) paid for sex. But no. I remember seeing Brown Eyes, my second or third client, ever, and thinking "holy crap! he must be a cop!" WHY would such a GORGEOUS man be paying for sex? Especially sex with someone like me (me being much less confident at the time), i.e. someone many men wouldn't even admit to being attracted to?
It still baffles me at times. I think much of it is the anonymity. Maybe a lot of my clients wouldn't want to date or otherwise spend time with me, so they feel they should compensate me. Many are married or attached. Some just have a specific fantasy. I'm sure a huge chunk of them fear rejection. But this is not what this post is about.
Fantasies. Lately they involved the following: twitchy dicks, poking, warming and tickling my thighs and ass. Female nipples and clits, being licked and sucked, by me, to perfect orgasms, no reciprocation required. Two of my favorite clients ever, the new one from last night, let's call him Crème Brulée, and Nate, the golden shower enthusiast. I picture Nate under me, licking me, drinking my piss, and Crème Brulée, sitting on his chest, kissing my lips and nipples, and maybe even playing with Nate's equally formidable cock. I think those two together might literally be too much for me to handle, and don't think either of them is bi. Pity. Would I have a heart attack in the face of so much sexiness? Other fantasies involve the Unicorn, Dinar, and a young man I will call Pompadour who came by a few weeks ago to service me. Even after he came, he stuck around to make me come. Rare in guys who aren't paying.
I dunno. For all of my open-mindedness it still seems weird to me that the sex I get paid for is almost always better than the sex I end up having for free. I'd argue that I get off on the anonymity, but the longer I see clients, the hotter our connections seem to become.
So yeah. If you rocked my world, chances are you get me off even when you're not around. I still can not believe the boy from last night. Un-fucking-believable.
It still baffles me at times. I think much of it is the anonymity. Maybe a lot of my clients wouldn't want to date or otherwise spend time with me, so they feel they should compensate me. Many are married or attached. Some just have a specific fantasy. I'm sure a huge chunk of them fear rejection. But this is not what this post is about.
Fantasies. Lately they involved the following: twitchy dicks, poking, warming and tickling my thighs and ass. Female nipples and clits, being licked and sucked, by me, to perfect orgasms, no reciprocation required. Two of my favorite clients ever, the new one from last night, let's call him Crème Brulée, and Nate, the golden shower enthusiast. I picture Nate under me, licking me, drinking my piss, and Crème Brulée, sitting on his chest, kissing my lips and nipples, and maybe even playing with Nate's equally formidable cock. I think those two together might literally be too much for me to handle, and don't think either of them is bi. Pity. Would I have a heart attack in the face of so much sexiness? Other fantasies involve the Unicorn, Dinar, and a young man I will call Pompadour who came by a few weeks ago to service me. Even after he came, he stuck around to make me come. Rare in guys who aren't paying.
I dunno. For all of my open-mindedness it still seems weird to me that the sex I get paid for is almost always better than the sex I end up having for free. I'd argue that I get off on the anonymity, but the longer I see clients, the hotter our connections seem to become.
So yeah. If you rocked my world, chances are you get me off even when you're not around. I still can not believe the boy from last night. Un-fucking-believable.
Sunday 5 December 2010
This Ain't Your High School Chemistry
We'll call him Dinar. I almost didn't answer the phone. Three prank calls today, all within 3 hours of each other. Why do these plods insist on interrupting my girlfriend time / mall trolling with their nonsense and name-calling? "Do any other service providers have to endure this kind of abuse from clients" I asked my beautiful companion, before thinking about what I was saying. Of course they do, we both agreed.
These kinds of calls were running through my mind when the phone rang earlier. Something told me to answer. I heard a vague French-ish accent, a bit of shyness, and what sounded like genuine interest. My instinct, which is what I mostly rely on, cried "PROCEED GIRL" so I did.
45 minutes later, after I'd showered, powdered, spritzed, brushed and dressed, he arrived. Well-groomed, nicely dressed, and very handsome, he entered and smiled, and I asked him to close the door.
We took care of business and I led him to my bed. I took off my shoes and laid (lied, lay?) down. He, fully dressed, smiled and laid down next to me. Though I could already sense it, he informed me that he may be a bit shy at first. I told him that was no problem. I just wanted to kiss him, so I did. When he responded with his warm tongue barely touching mine, we both moaned. "Mmmm... you're a very good kisser" he said, parroting my exact thoughts about him. At that moment, I knew this was going to be a very good session.
I took my time kissing him. It varied at times from lip-numbingly hard, to soft, to full-on tongue sucking and then light nibbling. We kissed for a while, moaning, clutching each other's torsos, necks, arms and hands. We were still clothed when I got on him. After kissing a while, I leaned back to remove his sweater. As he pulled it off, I lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. "Oh baby" he muttered as I brought my full, bare breasts down onto his salt-and-pepper bare chest (I want to lie my head and hands on that chest right now). I hadn't even ventured down to his crotch, nor had he to mine, but I was already way beyond aroused. Being on him, feeling his hard-on under me, and his mouth on my nipples, and seeing his gorgeous and appreciative face was causing me considerable swelling. I continued kissing him, then placing my breasts in his open mouth, watching his eyes and feeling for twitches down below. There were plenty. I moved my hips against his, and rubbed myself against him, almost coming several times. Then he was on me, rubbing against me, touching my face softly, then kissing me hard. He seemed to like sucking. Lips (both sets), toes, fingers, nipples, neck, ears.
He literally kissed me all over, as he promised he would. Moving slowly down, kissing every inch of my body, smiling at me, looking for signs of my enjoyment, I told him he was amazing. I began to feel like I should be paying HIM. For the briefest moment, I thought of all the women (and men, and trans peeps) I know who are unsatisfied with their partners and with sex in general, and thought "here I am getting paid to be pampered and adored by a beautiful, intelligent man. How awesome is this?" These thoughts dissolved after a few seconds when he got down to my crotch area. I went to pull my panties down, but he said no, wait. I love to be teased. I love to take my time, and get lost in lips and arms, fingers and skin. I want to spend time smelling, tasting, listening and taking in as much as possible. He seemed to embrace this method as well. He kissed, nuzzled, nibbled all the way down to my stockinged feet. He pulled one stocking down, not without some difficulty, and I briefly worried about my (at that moment) unshaven legs. I hadn't shaved them for years. He either didn't notice or didn't care, and kissed, licked and caressed them anyways. He then lingered back up, and I really just wanted to kiss him, so I did. At some point during all of this, his pants came off, and he was clad in the cutest orange shorts.
My cell phone kept vibrating. My home phone kept ringing. I jumped up at one point, remembering, and ran to the door, locking it, afraid that my buddy was going to stop by (I forgot to tell him I had a client coming). I ran back, and told him "I don't want anyone coming in. I don't really feel like sharing you ". We kissed, both of us on our knees, and then lied back down. This began an intense session of him licking my clit, labia, vagina, nipples, thighs and more clit. Leg-shaking ensued. At one point, he had me move to the edge of the bed, propped a pillow under my ass, and went to town. He isolated my clit, and licked it perfectly, sometimes just barely, which was particularly amazing. When he started fingering me, I knew I would come, but not how I imagined. Something different happened today. It felt like I was going to pee, but I knew I didn't need to, so I just went with it. It felt like something came out of me. When asked, he said he noticed nothing, and then we kissed some more. I'm still not sure what happened, but I want it to happen again.
I reached down to his ample bulge and rubbed it very gently. I don't even remember taking his shorts off. He was very hard, ready and willing. I wanted to kiss him all over now, and I knew I was going to be keeping him beyond what he had paid for. Moving, not without some reluctance, away from his mouth, I sucked, licked and kissed his neck and ears. Continuing down, I brushed my face against his chest, letting the soft, short hairs tickle my nose and eyelashes, giggling as I had when he was licking my toes earlier. All the while, he was brushing my hair from my face, watching me watching him. Stomach, nibbled. Hips, kissed. Unable to ignore it any longer, I moved down to his crotch area, opening and getting between his long, strong legs. His erection was jumping at me, trying to get my attention, but I went to his thighs, smelling and kissing him. So appreciative he was. This is the ultimate aphrodisiac for me: Being adored, pleasured and explored, and then doing the same for my partner (the root, in fact, of my kvetching about the impossibility of simultaneously sucking and fucking a man's cock). Being down between his legs with my ass in the air, and hearing his moans were making me extremely wet and swollen. All I wanted was him inside me. I would start with my mouth.
I let my breath stir the hairs around his wonderful dick. I licked his balls so gently, I was a bit surprised he responded so instantly and enthusiastically. "Ohhhh wow... oh... that feels SO good". When I sucked one in my mouth, turned on by his scent and taste, he gasped for air. It's wonderful when the most nuanced of my touches are so appreciated and noticed. Some of my more subtle moves are lost on many. Eyes fixed on each other, I began to very gently flick my tongue against the base of his cock. Gasping again, he started to moan more loudly, which only encourages me and increases my desire to please him. It's so satisfying to be pleasing a partner who just pampered your entire body with passionate abandon. I kissed his cock as I had kissed his lips, slightly wet, gently and with feeling, and then more deeply, moaning, sucking. His responses were my reward. I moved up and down in this way, not giving in and just plunging the whole length of him into my warm mouth. Just delicate kisses, licks and vibratory moans.
Finally, I moved up, made my mouth slick with spit, and gently licked the head of his penis. His moaning got louder, and he had an almost desperate look on his face. After a minute of this, I wet my lips and wrapped them around the head of his cock. I just held it in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, slowly, then faster, taking my cues from his moaning. Finally, wanting to drive him wild, I let my mouth slide down the entire length of his cock, very slowly, until a minute later I had all of him inside my mouth. It was twitching violently, and I knew if I kept going much longer he would climax. And I still wanted him inside my pussy, which was dripping, open and ready. I sucked him lovingly for a few minutes then moved back up to kiss him. He leaned forward to meet my lips with his. I melted into his arms again and began touching him all over.
"Please tell you're going to let me fuck you" I asked him, stroking him up and down slowly. He pulled me close, kissing me, and said "yes, please", with wide, innocent eyes. Smart me bought Magnums™ today and I ran out of the room once again to grab them. Out of the wrapper, I rolled it all the way down, practically salivating, and with an intense throbbing in my cunt. I sat on him and pushed his hand away, knowing he would slide effortlessly into me. He was rock hard and I was soaking wet, and sure enough, with my tongue in his mouth, his cock slowly filled me up. "Oh! My god! You're so tight!" he cried and closed his eyes. As I moved upwards, he looked at me, and we kissed and moaned and things, typically, become a bit blurry at this point. I slid up and down on him, slowly, then sitting up, letting him see and touch my nipples and breasts, then coming down and positioning one over his willing, sucking mouth. He opened his legs slightly, and began thrusting faster. Then he slowed down, pulling me as close to him as possible. Then I started bouncing up and down on him, savoring the delicious hardness inside me, and I felt his cock begin to expand. I bounced lightly on him, and his eyes expanded, and a look of agony mixed with ecstasy came over his face. His eyes closed, and I could feel him pulsing and throbbing inside of me. "Did you come?" I asked hopefully, not certain because of how stiff he still felt. "Yes" he said "that was so.. fast.. I don't know why" as though it were a bad thing. I was terribly pleased that I'd made him explode with such ease. (Sidebar: men, there is no need to be ashamed of climaxing "too soon". As long as you stick around and take care of your partner, and wait until you're hard/ready to go again, what's wrong with enjoying the release? I think it's the "spill n'split" that we mostly have a problem with, at least in my humble opinion). "I have that effect on the boys" I told him, making him laugh, grabbing me and kissing me deeply.
I grabbed the condom, and slid off his still-twitching member slowly, stroking it lightly, moaning at the site of the filled condom. I lay down beside him as his arm wrapped around me. Time check: we were 25 minutes over what he'd paid for. I didn't care. "I could do this all night" he told me, and I knew he meant it. While I generally do not allow clients to stay over for free, on a couple of rare occasions, when the connection was intense enough and the timing felt right, I gave into my intimate desires. "I guess this is what they call chemistry huh? They tried to teach me in school, but I think they had it all wrong" he said sweetly.
Tempted, I was. But life was calling. We kissed and caressed each other for about fifteen minutes more, laughed, joked and chatted and then I knew I had to prepare for the evening ahead. So, reluctantly, and after an interesting dialogue surrounding my bookshelf, he was dressed, looking insanely handsome, and gently stroking my face. "You're the total package" I told him, and explained to him why he was a unicorn. "You're straight. You're funny, handsome, intelligent, amazing in bed, and SINGLE. Basically, you do not exist. And um, you have a really great horn too" grabbing his crotch and pulling him towards me. "You're going to have throw me out, or I'll stay here all night" he said and after a five minute kiss goodbye, I watched his tall frame walk out the door, leaving me alone with my memories and wishes that one day a man like that will ask me out on a real and proper date. One day. It will happen one day!
These kinds of calls were running through my mind when the phone rang earlier. Something told me to answer. I heard a vague French-ish accent, a bit of shyness, and what sounded like genuine interest. My instinct, which is what I mostly rely on, cried "PROCEED GIRL" so I did.
45 minutes later, after I'd showered, powdered, spritzed, brushed and dressed, he arrived. Well-groomed, nicely dressed, and very handsome, he entered and smiled, and I asked him to close the door.
We took care of business and I led him to my bed. I took off my shoes and laid (lied, lay?) down. He, fully dressed, smiled and laid down next to me. Though I could already sense it, he informed me that he may be a bit shy at first. I told him that was no problem. I just wanted to kiss him, so I did. When he responded with his warm tongue barely touching mine, we both moaned. "Mmmm... you're a very good kisser" he said, parroting my exact thoughts about him. At that moment, I knew this was going to be a very good session.
I took my time kissing him. It varied at times from lip-numbingly hard, to soft, to full-on tongue sucking and then light nibbling. We kissed for a while, moaning, clutching each other's torsos, necks, arms and hands. We were still clothed when I got on him. After kissing a while, I leaned back to remove his sweater. As he pulled it off, I lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. "Oh baby" he muttered as I brought my full, bare breasts down onto his salt-and-pepper bare chest (I want to lie my head and hands on that chest right now). I hadn't even ventured down to his crotch, nor had he to mine, but I was already way beyond aroused. Being on him, feeling his hard-on under me, and his mouth on my nipples, and seeing his gorgeous and appreciative face was causing me considerable swelling. I continued kissing him, then placing my breasts in his open mouth, watching his eyes and feeling for twitches down below. There were plenty. I moved my hips against his, and rubbed myself against him, almost coming several times. Then he was on me, rubbing against me, touching my face softly, then kissing me hard. He seemed to like sucking. Lips (both sets), toes, fingers, nipples, neck, ears.
He literally kissed me all over, as he promised he would. Moving slowly down, kissing every inch of my body, smiling at me, looking for signs of my enjoyment, I told him he was amazing. I began to feel like I should be paying HIM. For the briefest moment, I thought of all the women (and men, and trans peeps) I know who are unsatisfied with their partners and with sex in general, and thought "here I am getting paid to be pampered and adored by a beautiful, intelligent man. How awesome is this?" These thoughts dissolved after a few seconds when he got down to my crotch area. I went to pull my panties down, but he said no, wait. I love to be teased. I love to take my time, and get lost in lips and arms, fingers and skin. I want to spend time smelling, tasting, listening and taking in as much as possible. He seemed to embrace this method as well. He kissed, nuzzled, nibbled all the way down to my stockinged feet. He pulled one stocking down, not without some difficulty, and I briefly worried about my (at that moment) unshaven legs. I hadn't shaved them for years. He either didn't notice or didn't care, and kissed, licked and caressed them anyways. He then lingered back up, and I really just wanted to kiss him, so I did. At some point during all of this, his pants came off, and he was clad in the cutest orange shorts.
My cell phone kept vibrating. My home phone kept ringing. I jumped up at one point, remembering, and ran to the door, locking it, afraid that my buddy was going to stop by (I forgot to tell him I had a client coming). I ran back, and told him "I don't want anyone coming in. I don't really feel like sharing you ". We kissed, both of us on our knees, and then lied back down. This began an intense session of him licking my clit, labia, vagina, nipples, thighs and more clit. Leg-shaking ensued. At one point, he had me move to the edge of the bed, propped a pillow under my ass, and went to town. He isolated my clit, and licked it perfectly, sometimes just barely, which was particularly amazing. When he started fingering me, I knew I would come, but not how I imagined. Something different happened today. It felt like I was going to pee, but I knew I didn't need to, so I just went with it. It felt like something came out of me. When asked, he said he noticed nothing, and then we kissed some more. I'm still not sure what happened, but I want it to happen again.
I reached down to his ample bulge and rubbed it very gently. I don't even remember taking his shorts off. He was very hard, ready and willing. I wanted to kiss him all over now, and I knew I was going to be keeping him beyond what he had paid for. Moving, not without some reluctance, away from his mouth, I sucked, licked and kissed his neck and ears. Continuing down, I brushed my face against his chest, letting the soft, short hairs tickle my nose and eyelashes, giggling as I had when he was licking my toes earlier. All the while, he was brushing my hair from my face, watching me watching him. Stomach, nibbled. Hips, kissed. Unable to ignore it any longer, I moved down to his crotch area, opening and getting between his long, strong legs. His erection was jumping at me, trying to get my attention, but I went to his thighs, smelling and kissing him. So appreciative he was. This is the ultimate aphrodisiac for me: Being adored, pleasured and explored, and then doing the same for my partner (the root, in fact, of my kvetching about the impossibility of simultaneously sucking and fucking a man's cock). Being down between his legs with my ass in the air, and hearing his moans were making me extremely wet and swollen. All I wanted was him inside me. I would start with my mouth.
I let my breath stir the hairs around his wonderful dick. I licked his balls so gently, I was a bit surprised he responded so instantly and enthusiastically. "Ohhhh wow... oh... that feels SO good". When I sucked one in my mouth, turned on by his scent and taste, he gasped for air. It's wonderful when the most nuanced of my touches are so appreciated and noticed. Some of my more subtle moves are lost on many. Eyes fixed on each other, I began to very gently flick my tongue against the base of his cock. Gasping again, he started to moan more loudly, which only encourages me and increases my desire to please him. It's so satisfying to be pleasing a partner who just pampered your entire body with passionate abandon. I kissed his cock as I had kissed his lips, slightly wet, gently and with feeling, and then more deeply, moaning, sucking. His responses were my reward. I moved up and down in this way, not giving in and just plunging the whole length of him into my warm mouth. Just delicate kisses, licks and vibratory moans.
Finally, I moved up, made my mouth slick with spit, and gently licked the head of his penis. His moaning got louder, and he had an almost desperate look on his face. After a minute of this, I wet my lips and wrapped them around the head of his cock. I just held it in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, slowly, then faster, taking my cues from his moaning. Finally, wanting to drive him wild, I let my mouth slide down the entire length of his cock, very slowly, until a minute later I had all of him inside my mouth. It was twitching violently, and I knew if I kept going much longer he would climax. And I still wanted him inside my pussy, which was dripping, open and ready. I sucked him lovingly for a few minutes then moved back up to kiss him. He leaned forward to meet my lips with his. I melted into his arms again and began touching him all over.
"Please tell you're going to let me fuck you" I asked him, stroking him up and down slowly. He pulled me close, kissing me, and said "yes, please", with wide, innocent eyes. Smart me bought Magnums™ today and I ran out of the room once again to grab them. Out of the wrapper, I rolled it all the way down, practically salivating, and with an intense throbbing in my cunt. I sat on him and pushed his hand away, knowing he would slide effortlessly into me. He was rock hard and I was soaking wet, and sure enough, with my tongue in his mouth, his cock slowly filled me up. "Oh! My god! You're so tight!" he cried and closed his eyes. As I moved upwards, he looked at me, and we kissed and moaned and things, typically, become a bit blurry at this point. I slid up and down on him, slowly, then sitting up, letting him see and touch my nipples and breasts, then coming down and positioning one over his willing, sucking mouth. He opened his legs slightly, and began thrusting faster. Then he slowed down, pulling me as close to him as possible. Then I started bouncing up and down on him, savoring the delicious hardness inside me, and I felt his cock begin to expand. I bounced lightly on him, and his eyes expanded, and a look of agony mixed with ecstasy came over his face. His eyes closed, and I could feel him pulsing and throbbing inside of me. "Did you come?" I asked hopefully, not certain because of how stiff he still felt. "Yes" he said "that was so.. fast.. I don't know why" as though it were a bad thing. I was terribly pleased that I'd made him explode with such ease. (Sidebar: men, there is no need to be ashamed of climaxing "too soon". As long as you stick around and take care of your partner, and wait until you're hard/ready to go again, what's wrong with enjoying the release? I think it's the "spill n'split" that we mostly have a problem with, at least in my humble opinion). "I have that effect on the boys" I told him, making him laugh, grabbing me and kissing me deeply.
I grabbed the condom, and slid off his still-twitching member slowly, stroking it lightly, moaning at the site of the filled condom. I lay down beside him as his arm wrapped around me. Time check: we were 25 minutes over what he'd paid for. I didn't care. "I could do this all night" he told me, and I knew he meant it. While I generally do not allow clients to stay over for free, on a couple of rare occasions, when the connection was intense enough and the timing felt right, I gave into my intimate desires. "I guess this is what they call chemistry huh? They tried to teach me in school, but I think they had it all wrong" he said sweetly.
Tempted, I was. But life was calling. We kissed and caressed each other for about fifteen minutes more, laughed, joked and chatted and then I knew I had to prepare for the evening ahead. So, reluctantly, and after an interesting dialogue surrounding my bookshelf, he was dressed, looking insanely handsome, and gently stroking my face. "You're the total package" I told him, and explained to him why he was a unicorn. "You're straight. You're funny, handsome, intelligent, amazing in bed, and SINGLE. Basically, you do not exist. And um, you have a really great horn too" grabbing his crotch and pulling him towards me. "You're going to have throw me out, or I'll stay here all night" he said and after a five minute kiss goodbye, I watched his tall frame walk out the door, leaving me alone with my memories and wishes that one day a man like that will ask me out on a real and proper date. One day. It will happen one day!
Sunday 19 September 2010
Oh Pluto
Before you start reading this smutty goodness below, do yourself a favor and push play:-}
I love it when after making love with someone new, I get all aflutter (literally, down below) when remembering the deed. Tonight is one such time. I can not get my client from earlier out of my head. We shall call him The C.O. His face, roundish, soft, friendly. The way he kissed: Lightly, then deeply, then peckish, and gentle. Nothing turns me on like good kissing and compatibility. He had me engulfed in seconds and then we meet putty Janelle. His smell (soap, cologne, sweat) quite literally made me dizzy with lust. I've had some very hot encounters as of late, but this somehow satisfied me in a different sort of way.
I lay down and watched him get undressed. He laid down beside me, and we smiled. We embraced, and kissed, and I enjoyed the feel of his skin, his smell, the hair on his chest. My subtle gasps and sighs were not lost on him. He noticed it all, and seemed appreciative of what I had to offer: affection, humor, soft skin, responsiveness and warmth. The kissing was just splendid.
And then he went to my breasts, and found my nipples. Soon my top was off and most of me exposed and he licked and sucked my nipples, with me watching his gorgeous face. His fingers, delicately, expertly, on my ever-expanding cunt. Without letting the flow stop, he went down, closer, licking, lightly, barely at all, teasing me, and fingering my clit. It's usually only when I'm alone that it gets so hard and exposed.
"Lie down" I told him. I wanted his cock in my mouth. I'd been rubbing it, feeling it twitch and grow. I kissed him some more, tongue in his ear, moaning lightly, breathing, arms all over him. I kissed his neck, fingers, shoulders, chest, nipples, stomach, thighs... and then I reached his cock, and i tried to tease him as he'd done to me, but I am greedy and I just wanted it all. I licked him slowly, starting with his balls, and gently, teasingly, working my way up, until he was in my mouth. I sucked him until I had to kiss him again, coming up to twirl my tongue around his. I just could not get enough, and I contemplated cuffing him and keeping him prisoner (voluntarily, of course).
Now he was standing on the bed, cock in my face. To reach it properly, I got on my knees. It slid right in my mouth and I sucked him eagerly, feeling him get rock hard in my mouth. All I could think of was how it was going to feel inside my pussy. I reached down to my clit and began rubbing. It didn't take long, feeling him expand and move in my mouth, for me to explode. I sort of mumbled I was coming and he laughed, pleased. I told him I would feel tighter now when he was fucking me. My pussy always feels tighter, and I love to get fucked right after I come.
After some lubing, he slid inside bent over me, with him standing at the edge of the bed. I think I gasped, it felt amazing. I squeezed his dick with my strong muscles, in and out. When he fucked me, just shallow, and pinched my nipples, I almost came again. Then he was deep inside me, barely moving, just breathing, moaning and lightly pushing. And then he started with the slow fucking. This just sends me whirling. My head gets dizzy. It feels like ... I don't know what it feels like, and I'm not sure how to describe it. Only a few have ever fucked me like he fucked me today. I want more now. Right now. I'm actually not content with only a recent memory, but I will make do with what I've got. I want to feel his cock getting bigger, and his slow thrusting, at a steady pace. I knew when he was coming, I could feel it. I want to feel that again, but this time I want to see his face when he lets it go.
I want to ride him. Nice and slow. Seeing his eyes aglow and kissing his lips.
Two of my weaknesses...
1. BSG Eye Candy(no pun intended)
2. Slow fucking.
I am totally engorged right now. I can not get this experience out of my head, nor do I want to. I've been busy all night, yet highly distracted. Now I finally have the chance to lose myself in recent memories.
And this really hot guy appeared to be following me around the supermarket at Spadina/Bloor. I could feel his eyes on me, and he was so cute I just uh.. buh...
What a day. Is it wrong to just want to line them all up and sample them, one by one? Also, I've started taking condoms on bike rides. You never know, right?
I love it when after making love with someone new, I get all aflutter (literally, down below) when remembering the deed. Tonight is one such time. I can not get my client from earlier out of my head. We shall call him The C.O. His face, roundish, soft, friendly. The way he kissed: Lightly, then deeply, then peckish, and gentle. Nothing turns me on like good kissing and compatibility. He had me engulfed in seconds and then we meet putty Janelle. His smell (soap, cologne, sweat) quite literally made me dizzy with lust. I've had some very hot encounters as of late, but this somehow satisfied me in a different sort of way.
I lay down and watched him get undressed. He laid down beside me, and we smiled. We embraced, and kissed, and I enjoyed the feel of his skin, his smell, the hair on his chest. My subtle gasps and sighs were not lost on him. He noticed it all, and seemed appreciative of what I had to offer: affection, humor, soft skin, responsiveness and warmth. The kissing was just splendid.
And then he went to my breasts, and found my nipples. Soon my top was off and most of me exposed and he licked and sucked my nipples, with me watching his gorgeous face. His fingers, delicately, expertly, on my ever-expanding cunt. Without letting the flow stop, he went down, closer, licking, lightly, barely at all, teasing me, and fingering my clit. It's usually only when I'm alone that it gets so hard and exposed.
"Lie down" I told him. I wanted his cock in my mouth. I'd been rubbing it, feeling it twitch and grow. I kissed him some more, tongue in his ear, moaning lightly, breathing, arms all over him. I kissed his neck, fingers, shoulders, chest, nipples, stomach, thighs... and then I reached his cock, and i tried to tease him as he'd done to me, but I am greedy and I just wanted it all. I licked him slowly, starting with his balls, and gently, teasingly, working my way up, until he was in my mouth. I sucked him until I had to kiss him again, coming up to twirl my tongue around his. I just could not get enough, and I contemplated cuffing him and keeping him prisoner (voluntarily, of course).
Now he was standing on the bed, cock in my face. To reach it properly, I got on my knees. It slid right in my mouth and I sucked him eagerly, feeling him get rock hard in my mouth. All I could think of was how it was going to feel inside my pussy. I reached down to my clit and began rubbing. It didn't take long, feeling him expand and move in my mouth, for me to explode. I sort of mumbled I was coming and he laughed, pleased. I told him I would feel tighter now when he was fucking me. My pussy always feels tighter, and I love to get fucked right after I come.
After some lubing, he slid inside bent over me, with him standing at the edge of the bed. I think I gasped, it felt amazing. I squeezed his dick with my strong muscles, in and out. When he fucked me, just shallow, and pinched my nipples, I almost came again. Then he was deep inside me, barely moving, just breathing, moaning and lightly pushing. And then he started with the slow fucking. This just sends me whirling. My head gets dizzy. It feels like ... I don't know what it feels like, and I'm not sure how to describe it. Only a few have ever fucked me like he fucked me today. I want more now. Right now. I'm actually not content with only a recent memory, but I will make do with what I've got. I want to feel his cock getting bigger, and his slow thrusting, at a steady pace. I knew when he was coming, I could feel it. I want to feel that again, but this time I want to see his face when he lets it go.
I want to ride him. Nice and slow. Seeing his eyes aglow and kissing his lips.
Two of my weaknesses...
1. BSG Eye Candy(no pun intended)
2. Slow fucking.
I am totally engorged right now. I can not get this experience out of my head, nor do I want to. I've been busy all night, yet highly distracted. Now I finally have the chance to lose myself in recent memories.
And this really hot guy appeared to be following me around the supermarket at Spadina/Bloor. I could feel his eyes on me, and he was so cute I just uh.. buh...
What a day. Is it wrong to just want to line them all up and sample them, one by one? Also, I've started taking condoms on bike rides. You never know, right?
Wednesday 8 September 2010
client=missed
Can't stop thinking about one of my clients.
I've had many passionate and amazing encounters, but there was something so intense about our couplings... even getting his cum all over my sheets, face and hair (it flew, accidental) still turns me on (though at the time I was a bit shocked).
Not sure what it is about him. Besides his brains, good looks, interesting opinions and book recommendations. I just melt into his arms and submit to his strength and I LIKE IT.
Really hope I see him again, and soon. And hopefully he knows who he is ;) Hopefully weed hasn't affected his memory...
The worst thing? I forget his name!! I never forget names!!
Now I am so hungry and off on my bike. Where to stop for brekkies??
I've had many passionate and amazing encounters, but there was something so intense about our couplings... even getting his cum all over my sheets, face and hair (it flew, accidental) still turns me on (though at the time I was a bit shocked).
Not sure what it is about him. Besides his brains, good looks, interesting opinions and book recommendations. I just melt into his arms and submit to his strength and I LIKE IT.
Really hope I see him again, and soon. And hopefully he knows who he is ;) Hopefully weed hasn't affected his memory...
The worst thing? I forget his name!! I never forget names!!
Now I am so hungry and off on my bike. Where to stop for brekkies??
Monday 16 August 2010
The To-Do List, by Smutty
So, I asked friend to assign me tasks. And aside from a suggested chicken laying video, I got nothing. Complaining about the lack of response sent Smutty into action. He sent me this list of tasks to perform. As promised, any tasks that were relatively legal, safe and possible were to be completed.
I received these requests on August 3, 2010, and as of yet have completed mostly none (edit. I am now making good progress). I will be updating these as I complete them. Without further adieu, I give you ze list (and as to WHY I volunteered myself as a guinea pig in my own experiment? I was feeling blah and was looking to be challenged and/or amused)
A) advertise (any of) your freelance services through a channel you've never used. Track the results.
Working on it
B) get yourself off in 5 different parks throughput the next 5 days.
It technically took 6 days to complete this task. Today was a busy day.
Thursday, August 5
#1 Irene Avenue Park
Irene Ave, Toronto, ON
Circa 11:40PM
Was wearing short shorts and my hand just slid easily in. This was by far my boldest attempt, with houses and apartments surrounding on three sides. A very strange man came by soon after I finished and mumbled at me.
Friday, August 6, 2010
FAILED ATTEMPT
Dovercourt Park
Salem Ave., Toronto, ON
Circa 2:30PM
I had a little vibrating egg in my pants, but it was broad daylight. As soon as I got a groove going, two girls came and sat close enough to make me lose my groove, puffing on a joint they were. A seemingly stoned and swervy hipster passing directly in front of me, plus the mis-adjustment of the egg sealed the no-climax deal.
Monday, August 9, 2010
#2 North West Donlands trail, wooden plank bridge
Don Lands Bicycle and Walking path, Toronto, ON
Circa 4:00PM
I found this little spot today seeking shelter from the downpour. I was soaked, so I whipped my top off to ring it out. This aroused me. Yanked up my bra, breasts exposed, and came very quickly.
FAILED ATTEMPT
Geary Parkette
Geary Ave., Toronto, ON
Circa 11:30PM
I was spotted by a person on a balcony and lost my nerve. And then the cutest guy came by and we checked each other out. I regret not saying hello as I cycled past him. Considered flashing but knew it wouldn't meet the list parameters.
FAILED ATTEMPT
Dufferin Grove Park
Dufferin Street, Toronto, ON
Circa 11:55PM
Toronto parks are very, very well lit. And noisy. Lots of noises after it rains. Not to mention, many city parks are actually populated at night, people sleeping, kissing, etc.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
FAILED ATTEMPT
Fred Hamilton Park
Shaw Street, Toronto, ON
Circa 12:10AM
Never even dismounted from my bike except to drink water. Very small park, and I noticed a couple on bikes.
#3 Bickford Park
Circa 12:20AM
Successfully rubbed one out amidst fog, while people roamed in the valley below, dogs barking, with the help of Nite Line, the sexier pick-up line!
#4 Dovercourt Park (see above)
Circa 12:45AM
Had something resembling a G-spot orgasm here. Was quite noisy with this one, even moaned, and I was exposed with bright lights and only a small shed to provide shadow and cover. Gave myself extra points for this one, while I didn't have a "technical orgasm".
#5 Hillcrest park
Christie and Davenport, Toronto ON
Circa 1:15AM
Again, the lovely masturbators on Nite Line helped me out. The park was pretty dark, and I was facing wooded areas, and had houses way behind me. People generally sleep in this park, and I considered the possibility that someone sleeping on a bench could have seen me. I don't think anyone was there, or saw me, but it's hard to tell. This was hands down the best orgasm of the night. My leg was wide across the bench and I was very exposed and swollen. I seemed to have sprayed cum, I felt like I did, but I found no actual evidence of this.
C) have a day without any sugar, weed, alcohol or other drugs this week, during which you drink at least 3 liters of water and get to sleep before 10:30.
Not sure I can do this one. I completed this but for one small joint and getting to bed at 11PM.
D) arrange 1 hr or more of massage for yourself
Um.... can't afford this at the moment, and I have no one in my personal life I am comfortable having massage me. I got a nice foot massage from several clients. They may total close to an hour in all.
E) do somebody else's dishes.
I did all of the dishes in the sink at work last week. Took about 2 minutes.
F) respond to a personal ad.
Done x 5. I'm on a dating site, so I've responded to a few. For the most part, I don't get answers to the ones I contact. I am talking to one guy who has piqued my interest, though he contacted me first.
G) pick a political topic that you feel strongly about, around which opinions and suggested tactics break down easily into a relatively simple binary split: either A or B. Research the side of the split that you don't support and write down 8 good reasons why that perspective is valid.
(I fully support the decriminalization of all types of CONSENSUAL sex work)
Valid reasons why sex work should not be decriminalized (not sure I can do 8, but let's try):
1. Pimps, traffickers, exploiters of sex workers will arguably have fewer obstacles.
2. The risk exists of corporatization of the industry if it becomes legal and more marketable to the mainstream population.
3. The possibility exists of further inflaming the problem of sexualization of young kids, especially girls, if sex work is glamorized as a result of legalization.
4. The government (or corporate entity/contractor) could impose ghastly fees on sex workers, similar to a stripper's license.
5. Sex workers could be unfairly targeted by public health as engaging in high-risk behavior
6. Anyone? Any other valid reasons?
LEGALIZE IT!
H) expose yourself to the patrons of a bar patio
This is going to take some time. I want to get proof of this, so I will need an accomplice.
I) get yourself off imagining an action or scene that you believe you'd never, ever do. Keep that imagined action at the forefront of your mind the entire time you're masturbating.
Thuggish, sexist, macho type guys. Not even very attractive. Fucking me every which way. Anal, mouth, breasts, no condoms. Cumming all over me, in me, in my hair, eyes, nose. Spitting on me, talking ridiculously pornish dirty talk (ooh yeah, suck that big dick, you like that big cock huh bitch/slut, for example), violent, rough, disrespectful, and pressuring me to do things I'd already refused.
J) compliment 3 strangers about something they're doing or wearing that genuinely impresses you.
1. To the (very handsome) man dressed as a Napoleonic-type guard, I cried as I passed on my bike: "You look AWESOME!" He did.
2. I complimented some people in a car on Yonge Saturday night about the music they were playing. "Nice tunes!". I think they thought I was being sarcastic.
3. I complimented various women on their nails
H) let a female stranger catch you staring at their body. Lick your lips and keep staring.
There was a girl on the subway last week, but also last night. Old Weston, just south of Rogers. She was walking south on the East side. She noticed but sadly did not look back. The woman on the subway seemed not to notice.
I) write out the details of the imagined action you would never do and describe the process of getting yourself off thinking about it. Keep fingerprints, identifying details about yourself, hair, skin, etc off the paper if the scene you describe is going to alarm people. Leave the paper in a busy public place.
I'm trying to decide where to leave it.
K) spend an hour nonstop doing nothing but admiring yourself in the mirror.
Harder than it sounds, but I accomplished this the week before last. Everyone should do this. I came twice, to make the time pass, and to keep from falling asleep. My legs are strong and getting quite toned. Hand puppets are great listeners. I feel a presence around me. Damn Ouija boards.
I received these requests on August 3, 2010, and as of yet have completed mostly none (edit. I am now making good progress). I will be updating these as I complete them. Without further adieu, I give you ze list (and as to WHY I volunteered myself as a guinea pig in my own experiment? I was feeling blah and was looking to be challenged and/or amused)
TASKS
A) advertise (any of) your freelance services through a channel you've never used. Track the results.
Working on it
B) get yourself off in 5 different parks throughput the next 5 days.
It technically took 6 days to complete this task. Today was a busy day.
Thursday, August 5
#1 Irene Avenue Park
Irene Ave, Toronto, ON
Circa 11:40PM
Was wearing short shorts and my hand just slid easily in. This was by far my boldest attempt, with houses and apartments surrounding on three sides. A very strange man came by soon after I finished and mumbled at me.
Friday, August 6, 2010
FAILED ATTEMPT
Dovercourt Park
Salem Ave., Toronto, ON
Circa 2:30PM
I had a little vibrating egg in my pants, but it was broad daylight. As soon as I got a groove going, two girls came and sat close enough to make me lose my groove, puffing on a joint they were. A seemingly stoned and swervy hipster passing directly in front of me, plus the mis-adjustment of the egg sealed the no-climax deal.
Monday, August 9, 2010
#2 North West Donlands trail, wooden plank bridge
Don Lands Bicycle and Walking path, Toronto, ON
Circa 4:00PM
I found this little spot today seeking shelter from the downpour. I was soaked, so I whipped my top off to ring it out. This aroused me. Yanked up my bra, breasts exposed, and came very quickly.
FAILED ATTEMPT
Geary Parkette
Geary Ave., Toronto, ON
Circa 11:30PM
I was spotted by a person on a balcony and lost my nerve. And then the cutest guy came by and we checked each other out. I regret not saying hello as I cycled past him. Considered flashing but knew it wouldn't meet the list parameters.
FAILED ATTEMPT
Dufferin Grove Park
Dufferin Street, Toronto, ON
Circa 11:55PM
Toronto parks are very, very well lit. And noisy. Lots of noises after it rains. Not to mention, many city parks are actually populated at night, people sleeping, kissing, etc.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
FAILED ATTEMPT
Fred Hamilton Park
Shaw Street, Toronto, ON
Circa 12:10AM
Never even dismounted from my bike except to drink water. Very small park, and I noticed a couple on bikes.
#3 Bickford Park
Circa 12:20AM
Successfully rubbed one out amidst fog, while people roamed in the valley below, dogs barking, with the help of Nite Line, the sexier pick-up line!
#4 Dovercourt Park (see above)
Circa 12:45AM
Had something resembling a G-spot orgasm here. Was quite noisy with this one, even moaned, and I was exposed with bright lights and only a small shed to provide shadow and cover. Gave myself extra points for this one, while I didn't have a "technical orgasm".
#5 Hillcrest park
Christie and Davenport, Toronto ON
Circa 1:15AM
Again, the lovely masturbators on Nite Line helped me out. The park was pretty dark, and I was facing wooded areas, and had houses way behind me. People generally sleep in this park, and I considered the possibility that someone sleeping on a bench could have seen me. I don't think anyone was there, or saw me, but it's hard to tell. This was hands down the best orgasm of the night. My leg was wide across the bench and I was very exposed and swollen. I seemed to have sprayed cum, I felt like I did, but I found no actual evidence of this.
C) have a day without any sugar, weed, alcohol or other drugs this week, during which you drink at least 3 liters of water and get to sleep before 10:30.
Not sure I can do this one. I completed this but for one small joint and getting to bed at 11PM.
D) arrange 1 hr or more of massage for yourself
Um.... can't afford this at the moment, and I have no one in my personal life I am comfortable having massage me. I got a nice foot massage from several clients. They may total close to an hour in all.
E) do somebody else's dishes.
I did all of the dishes in the sink at work last week. Took about 2 minutes.
F) respond to a personal ad.
Done x 5. I'm on a dating site, so I've responded to a few. For the most part, I don't get answers to the ones I contact. I am talking to one guy who has piqued my interest, though he contacted me first.
G) pick a political topic that you feel strongly about, around which opinions and suggested tactics break down easily into a relatively simple binary split: either A or B. Research the side of the split that you don't support and write down 8 good reasons why that perspective is valid.
(I fully support the decriminalization of all types of CONSENSUAL sex work)
Valid reasons why sex work should not be decriminalized (not sure I can do 8, but let's try):
1. Pimps, traffickers, exploiters of sex workers will arguably have fewer obstacles.
2. The risk exists of corporatization of the industry if it becomes legal and more marketable to the mainstream population.
3. The possibility exists of further inflaming the problem of sexualization of young kids, especially girls, if sex work is glamorized as a result of legalization.
4. The government (or corporate entity/contractor) could impose ghastly fees on sex workers, similar to a stripper's license.
5. Sex workers could be unfairly targeted by public health as engaging in high-risk behavior
6. Anyone? Any other valid reasons?
LEGALIZE IT!
H) expose yourself to the patrons of a bar patio
This is going to take some time. I want to get proof of this, so I will need an accomplice.
I) get yourself off imagining an action or scene that you believe you'd never, ever do. Keep that imagined action at the forefront of your mind the entire time you're masturbating.
Thuggish, sexist, macho type guys. Not even very attractive. Fucking me every which way. Anal, mouth, breasts, no condoms. Cumming all over me, in me, in my hair, eyes, nose. Spitting on me, talking ridiculously pornish dirty talk (ooh yeah, suck that big dick, you like that big cock huh bitch/slut, for example), violent, rough, disrespectful, and pressuring me to do things I'd already refused.
J) compliment 3 strangers about something they're doing or wearing that genuinely impresses you.
1. To the (very handsome) man dressed as a Napoleonic-type guard, I cried as I passed on my bike: "You look AWESOME!" He did.
2. I complimented some people in a car on Yonge Saturday night about the music they were playing. "Nice tunes!". I think they thought I was being sarcastic.
3. I complimented various women on their nails
H) let a female stranger catch you staring at their body. Lick your lips and keep staring.
There was a girl on the subway last week, but also last night. Old Weston, just south of Rogers. She was walking south on the East side. She noticed but sadly did not look back. The woman on the subway seemed not to notice.
I) write out the details of the imagined action you would never do and describe the process of getting yourself off thinking about it. Keep fingerprints, identifying details about yourself, hair, skin, etc off the paper if the scene you describe is going to alarm people. Leave the paper in a busy public place.
I'm trying to decide where to leave it.
K) spend an hour nonstop doing nothing but admiring yourself in the mirror.
Harder than it sounds, but I accomplished this the week before last. Everyone should do this. I came twice, to make the time pass, and to keep from falling asleep. My legs are strong and getting quite toned. Hand puppets are great listeners. I feel a presence around me. Damn Ouija boards.
Wednesday 11 August 2010
Subbie
I met a true submissive the other day. It's been so long since I was with one, I kind of floundered. I wasn't really in Dom mode. And I'm really more of a switch anyways.
With subs, I must always remember to hold a lot back. If you give them too much, they never come back.
With subs, I must always remember to hold a lot back. If you give them too much, they never come back.
Sunday 18 July 2010
Point of no return
Around no other clients do I feel so nervous and shy as with the client I saw yesterday. I've been seeing him for a while now, and he's probably my favorite. Very little communication aside from pleasantries, but sex with him is un-fucking-believable. His cock is hard like a teenager's, and he's just so hot and awkward and shy. I think all of our sessions before today ended with me peeing in his mouth and him jerking off (and making a beautiful mess). I just straddled him with my boobs in his face and told him, asked him, to suck. It doesn't take much for him to turn me on. I bent down to tease and suck his un-fucking-believable cock, taking great pride in knowing I could make him come easily if I wanted. I think about him often when I masturbate, so in the flesh is a nice treat. After sitting on his open mouth for a while, he asked me lie down. Could he go down on me that way? I laughed. I mean... let me think about it? If you insist on licking my pussy while I am in the most comfortable of positions, I suppose I could accommodate. Having my pussy licked and teased and fucked and licked and sucked is my, um... what was I saying again?
Anyways. He got me so wet, and since I moved my mirror, I had a fantastic view of him between my legs. Camera 1. Camera 2. I'm engorged now just thinking about it, and it's taking all of my willpower to not finish writing this tomorrow. But yesterday was different. After eating me, he slid his cock inside me. It's hard to describe how good it feels. That's not different, the sliding in. We've fucked before. What's different is he started to come, and just kept going until he did. I never felt that before, inside me (in a condom of course) and it was amazing. He just let it go, and I saw the look on his gorgeous face, normally buried in my snatch. I use expletives because I don't know how else to convey the thrill of it all. Always makes my skin tingle.
Anyways. He got me so wet, and since I moved my mirror, I had a fantastic view of him between my legs. Camera 1. Camera 2. I'm engorged now just thinking about it, and it's taking all of my willpower to not finish writing this tomorrow. But yesterday was different. After eating me, he slid his cock inside me. It's hard to describe how good it feels. That's not different, the sliding in. We've fucked before. What's different is he started to come, and just kept going until he did. I never felt that before, inside me (in a condom of course) and it was amazing. He just let it go, and I saw the look on his gorgeous face, normally buried in my snatch. I use expletives because I don't know how else to convey the thrill of it all. Always makes my skin tingle.
Monday 14 June 2010
I Love Myself...
Often, I touch myself. When I awake in the morning, I let my hands brush my nipples, checking for hardness. If they're hard, sometimes only a light pinching is enough to arouse me. Sometimes they're hard, and I just roll out of bed instead, eager for a new day. But all masturbation includes my nipples. My nipples are my most sensitive spot, the direct pipeline to my clit, labia and vagina (and the PB muscle in general).
This is usually how I start when I masturbate. Lightly touching my nipples, and then gently pinching and squeezing them. Sometimes I suck and lick them, but that's a task better left to eager others' mouths. Sometimes, like just now, I rub them through my clothing, knowing that only an extra few strokes would be enough to get me off track and onto my bed or futon, soon to moan in climax. But normally, I close my eyes. Get comfortable. Relax. Smile. Let my hands run over my body, my curves, my thighs, my ass, my belly. I like to tease myself sometimes. Other times, I just yank my pants down, pull my shirt up, and make myself come in 30 seconds. A self-quickie. But most often, I start with the nipples to get my pussy swollen. Feeling it expand between my legs and become engorged with 98˚ blood. My labia usually starts to swell first. I clench my muscles to turn myself on even more. I've been getting well acquainted with my Gspot lately. It's so exposed, so open, now that I know where it is. But this comes later.
First I turn myself on. Sometimes I fantasize. Usually I just get off on myself. On rare occasions, I will watch amateur porn: guys jerking off, or big, beautiful women getting licked and fucked, or both. I keep one hand, my left, on my nipple, and let my right hand slide down slowly. I've been exercising lately, and am more flexible. This is great for touching myself. I usually let my fingers barely brush my pussy, just to get it as swollen as possible. When I start to get really aroused, I spread my legs wide. Sometimes I get on all fours and reach back. Then I seek out my hard clit. I get it exposed and lightly brush it. I'll rub it in circles a few times, not too hard, not too soft, just to get a sense of how quickly I will come. At times I'll use lube, but more often I just pop my "fuck you" finger in my mouth, soak it with spit, and rub it on my throbbing clit. Just quickly, flicking it, trying to make it feel like a tongue. In these moments, I almost always consider calling a friend, lover, client even (if I have calling privileges, of course. Otherwise, I would NEVER call a client unsolicited), and asking them to come and lick my clit. But I will generally refrain from this, knowing that in 2 minutes I will have climaxed and lost the urge (only to get it back hours later).
So I take my hard clit, and rub it. In circles, and sometimes just flicking. This requires more spit than simply rubbing. But it's well worth it. It feels more like an oral orgasm, and is deeper, more intense, clenching. I have the most intense orgasms when I am alone, and this is something that I am slowly changing, as it pleases me to share them with appreciative others. Depending on how wide my legs are spread, and how exposed my clit is, it could take anywhere from 30 seconds to 10 minutes to climax, if that is my goal (which it often is). Sometimes I go for a g-spot orgasm, something I rarely achieve, and in these instances porn and/or the futon are often used. Sometimes I'll go for the gusto, and get something inside me, right on my g-spot. Since Ms. G. is right at the opening, and given my muscle control, toys are hard to keep inside without some creative maneuvering. But I'm nothing if not creative. Sometimes I'll just take the long strap-on dildo and sit on it. It's got suction, and stays in place well. Sometimes I'll fuck myself, the way a man would, and then make myself come, and then fuck myself again. Sometimes, I just finger fuck my pussy. This makes me wettest and is most satisfying, cocks and others' fingers aside.
And then sometimes, I just throw my legs up, wide wide wide and rub my clit fast. If I want to come faster, I close my eyes and imagine my friend Stacks (who lives in another province, sorry), with her huge clit and gushing pussy, and any random male I happen to be fantasizing about at the time, client or otherwise (usually a client. Few ever breach the personal realm), her nipples in my mouth, moaning while he fucks her, maybe his fingers in my pussy at the same time. Or I think of my ex lover, and how he once jerked off, rubbing his cock against my nipple the whole time, while he watched me masturbate, legs spread wide, on the futon. He exploded all over me just as I was coming. Sometimes I just enjoy the sensations, the wave rising, the warmth building, the throbbing, pulsing of my own body, the big fat vein that sticks out right before and after I come, right next to my clit. I like to sometimes bring myself to the edge again and again, only to finally explode violently, and sometimes I just it go, and come as soon as I am ready. Then I idly rub myself, lightly, gently and breathe a sigh.
I'm going to do it now. I'll post details in a few minutes (or perhaps longer). Need to have some lunch first.
This is usually how I start when I masturbate. Lightly touching my nipples, and then gently pinching and squeezing them. Sometimes I suck and lick them, but that's a task better left to eager others' mouths. Sometimes, like just now, I rub them through my clothing, knowing that only an extra few strokes would be enough to get me off track and onto my bed or futon, soon to moan in climax. But normally, I close my eyes. Get comfortable. Relax. Smile. Let my hands run over my body, my curves, my thighs, my ass, my belly. I like to tease myself sometimes. Other times, I just yank my pants down, pull my shirt up, and make myself come in 30 seconds. A self-quickie. But most often, I start with the nipples to get my pussy swollen. Feeling it expand between my legs and become engorged with 98˚ blood. My labia usually starts to swell first. I clench my muscles to turn myself on even more. I've been getting well acquainted with my Gspot lately. It's so exposed, so open, now that I know where it is. But this comes later.
First I turn myself on. Sometimes I fantasize. Usually I just get off on myself. On rare occasions, I will watch amateur porn: guys jerking off, or big, beautiful women getting licked and fucked, or both. I keep one hand, my left, on my nipple, and let my right hand slide down slowly. I've been exercising lately, and am more flexible. This is great for touching myself. I usually let my fingers barely brush my pussy, just to get it as swollen as possible. When I start to get really aroused, I spread my legs wide. Sometimes I get on all fours and reach back. Then I seek out my hard clit. I get it exposed and lightly brush it. I'll rub it in circles a few times, not too hard, not too soft, just to get a sense of how quickly I will come. At times I'll use lube, but more often I just pop my "fuck you" finger in my mouth, soak it with spit, and rub it on my throbbing clit. Just quickly, flicking it, trying to make it feel like a tongue. In these moments, I almost always consider calling a friend, lover, client even (if I have calling privileges, of course. Otherwise, I would NEVER call a client unsolicited), and asking them to come and lick my clit. But I will generally refrain from this, knowing that in 2 minutes I will have climaxed and lost the urge (only to get it back hours later).
So I take my hard clit, and rub it. In circles, and sometimes just flicking. This requires more spit than simply rubbing. But it's well worth it. It feels more like an oral orgasm, and is deeper, more intense, clenching. I have the most intense orgasms when I am alone, and this is something that I am slowly changing, as it pleases me to share them with appreciative others. Depending on how wide my legs are spread, and how exposed my clit is, it could take anywhere from 30 seconds to 10 minutes to climax, if that is my goal (which it often is). Sometimes I go for a g-spot orgasm, something I rarely achieve, and in these instances porn and/or the futon are often used. Sometimes I'll go for the gusto, and get something inside me, right on my g-spot. Since Ms. G. is right at the opening, and given my muscle control, toys are hard to keep inside without some creative maneuvering. But I'm nothing if not creative. Sometimes I'll just take the long strap-on dildo and sit on it. It's got suction, and stays in place well. Sometimes I'll fuck myself, the way a man would, and then make myself come, and then fuck myself again. Sometimes, I just finger fuck my pussy. This makes me wettest and is most satisfying, cocks and others' fingers aside.
And then sometimes, I just throw my legs up, wide wide wide and rub my clit fast. If I want to come faster, I close my eyes and imagine my friend Stacks (who lives in another province, sorry), with her huge clit and gushing pussy, and any random male I happen to be fantasizing about at the time, client or otherwise (usually a client. Few ever breach the personal realm), her nipples in my mouth, moaning while he fucks her, maybe his fingers in my pussy at the same time. Or I think of my ex lover, and how he once jerked off, rubbing his cock against my nipple the whole time, while he watched me masturbate, legs spread wide, on the futon. He exploded all over me just as I was coming. Sometimes I just enjoy the sensations, the wave rising, the warmth building, the throbbing, pulsing of my own body, the big fat vein that sticks out right before and after I come, right next to my clit. I like to sometimes bring myself to the edge again and again, only to finally explode violently, and sometimes I just it go, and come as soon as I am ready. Then I idly rub myself, lightly, gently and breathe a sigh.
I'm going to do it now. I'll post details in a few minutes (or perhaps longer). Need to have some lunch first.
Wednesday 31 March 2010
Sweaty
I get sweaty sometimes when I fuck. Likely because I don't exercise enough. I'm going to exercise more. Sexercising is my favorite though. Mr. Taurus just left, and once again, he rocked my world. Most clients don't have much endurance when I start working my magic. This is good. This is my goal. If I can make you come more than once, I am delighted. But sometimes it's nice to have a good missionary fuck, followed by doggy and then watching him stroke his beautiful cock until he comes on my chest. I love watching it spurt out, though not the cleanup so much. But the cleanup is well worth the sight of it and the look on his cute face. So damn sexy, and soooo good at fucking. I had an orgasm from sex too, which never ever happens to me, and then a little mini clit orgasm while I watched him jerk off. I'm sleepy, hungry and thirsty, and my pussy is wet and still a bit swollen. Best. Clients. Ever.
Tuesday 30 March 2010
New Website
I registered my domain today!
janelleflemming.com
Let's hope the rumors about weebly removing escorts' sites are untrue
New pics, and much easier to deal with.
janelleflemming.com
Let's hope the rumors about weebly removing escorts' sites are untrue
New pics, and much easier to deal with.
Wednesday 3 March 2010
Sweetness
I like the sweet, sensual guys... Client I had just now, Naman, a Bull, was so delicate and erotic. And the look when he came almost made me come. He was sort of unlike any client I've ever seen. He kissed lightly the areas usually only I pay attention to. Arms, hands, head, basically anything he could reach. And OMFG I love being fingered gently, not deeply. So few men realize that the g-spot on many women is right there at the opening, not way up in our vaginas.
As long as I can remember not to take the prank calls personally, and remember that any business has to deal with jerks, then I am perfectly content with my job. Best. Job. EVER! Period. But I need to do more to occupy my time. I find myself idling too often lately.
OOOOH. And I painted last night, something beautiful, erotic, and a bit different from anything I've done so far. Will post something soon.
Also, my Youtube popularity is growing exponentially. Apparently Smokedman LOVES me!
As long as I can remember not to take the prank calls personally, and remember that any business has to deal with jerks, then I am perfectly content with my job. Best. Job. EVER! Period. But I need to do more to occupy my time. I find myself idling too often lately.
OOOOH. And I painted last night, something beautiful, erotic, and a bit different from anything I've done so far. Will post something soon.
Also, my Youtube popularity is growing exponentially. Apparently Smokedman LOVES me!
Monday 1 March 2010
Bitch for Dick
That was an easy subject to come up with!
I've decided against calling Ethan Trample Bitch and have settled instead on Trample Dick.
Congrats Ethan. TRAMPLE DICK
Also, cold nipples = OUCH
I've decided against calling Ethan Trample Bitch and have settled instead on Trample Dick.
Congrats Ethan. TRAMPLE DICK
Also, cold nipples = OUCH
He moved me...
I'm painting for the first time in a long time. And sketching. And I'm remembering the importance of sketching again and again and again. They evolve. My life is all about beauty. Creating, consuming, clutching. The clutching is problematic. So far I've covered two messed up canvasses. One in magenta and one in orange. What comes next is uncertain. I'm really afraid to paint. I'm even scared to put the pencil on the canvas. I'm afraid of mistakes, of it looking uneven, ugly and like a huge mistake. I'm afraid of it not looking the way I imagine it in my mind. But then it never really comes out the way I imagine it, my art. And that's always been ok. I'm just out of practice. I miss painting. Painting makes me horny.
Motivating myself lately has become tedious and difficult. Activism is keeping me somewhat busy, but I'm seriously contemplating getting a small dog. Maybe as a foster home...? Also, I feel affection starved but these things can not be forced.
And For the most part, I am very pleased with my growing, regular clientele. I'm missing some, for sure, but I'm meeting the most delightful guys lately, which is nice after a dry spell. I'm considering not seeing new clients for a while and looking forward to some travel in the Spring. Getting a passport this week!! First time ever!
Today was great. Pho Ho got me out of bed at a semi-decent hour and we did some outdoor photos, mostly flash shots, and then some inside. And I chatted with the coolest guy today and then I lost him. I am so very sad and hope he gives me one more chance... you know who you are, and I know you're reading this!
Motivating myself lately has become tedious and difficult. Activism is keeping me somewhat busy, but I'm seriously contemplating getting a small dog. Maybe as a foster home...? Also, I feel affection starved but these things can not be forced.
And For the most part, I am very pleased with my growing, regular clientele. I'm missing some, for sure, but I'm meeting the most delightful guys lately, which is nice after a dry spell. I'm considering not seeing new clients for a while and looking forward to some travel in the Spring. Getting a passport this week!! First time ever!
Today was great. Pho Ho got me out of bed at a semi-decent hour and we did some outdoor photos, mostly flash shots, and then some inside. And I chatted with the coolest guy today and then I lost him. I am so very sad and hope he gives me one more chance... you know who you are, and I know you're reading this!
Wednesday 17 February 2010
Monday 15 February 2010
Golden Pleasures
My client tonight, Nate, is just amazing. I've seen him once before and I failed in my task (click for the sorry details). I didn't realize then, and even today, how difficult it is to pee in someone's mouth. It's really quite challenging. I have to get myself into a state of total focus. If I'm aroused, it's more difficult. If something is touching my cunt, I can almost forget it. What I really desire is to just let it go while he's licking me. I had to tell him to stop. To not touch me. He almost made me come so many times. I knew I couldn't come and piss. I will keep trying, but as of yet, I've been unable to. I finally was able to focus enough though...
We started by sharing a joint that he brought. Big, fat and fragrant (kind of like me, HA!). His hand touched my leg and my foot slid under his thigh. As soon as the joint was out I asked "what are we going to do now? Just talk maybe?" and I straddled his lap, bringing his head between my breasts. I could hear his muffled moans. And already I was swollen. I could feel him getting hard through our clothes. We kissed. His full beard and mustache was soft and long and not at all bothersome. I asked if he shaved down below. "No... should I?" he asked with a laugh. I wanted to devour him and get him naked right away, but I just told him "No... I love the hair. I even ordered my cleaning boy to stop shaving for a month!"
But cleaning boy, hot though he may be, was nowhere on my mind tonight. I got up from the sofa and led him to my bedroom. He got undressed fast. Got undressed and laid him down and straddled him promptly. As much as I love teasing, I lack in self control at times. Amazing cock. Hard before he undressed, and hard the entire session. As in twitching hard. We kissed. Tongue. Wet. Nipples and breasts in his face. I had no intention of letting him go until he got what he came for. he was pleased to hear this.
I moved up on his chest, and asked him to move down slightly to sit on his hot tongue. His oral skills are some of the best. He's one of the best lovers I've ever had in general. A bit shy, but so responsive, kinky and skilled. I alternated from kneeling over him, to reaching back to stroke his cock, to just straddling him with my body perfectly straight. Is stayed there for a while, totally engorged, swollen and dripping, though not feeling the urge to pee.
I got off to give him a break and could not keep myself away from his beautiful cock. I got him ready and went down, kissing his thighs and legs, inhaling his scent, trying to tease us both. I licked and sucked his balls, and slowly started licking his shaft. I was looking in his eyes the whole time, listening to him moan, trying to remember how he sounds, tastes, smells, looks. For later, when I crave him. Finally I took him in my mouth, and he gasped and moaned, retaining my gaze quite well. I sucked him for a while, slowly, remembering that he comes fairly easily, and still wanting to sit on his perfect cock. I moved back up for some licking, deciding against fucking him then. I still wanted to give him my golden nectar. But after a few minutes of his tongue on my clit, and feeling his arm stroking his hard cock, and knowing he still had the condom on from the oral, I just slid down and positioned my pussy right in front of it. His eyes staring. We kissed, again and again, tongues, lips, wet. I loved his hair. He tried to use his hand to guide it in but I stopped him. It slid in right then, and I rode him slowly, knowing he would tell me before he came. Squeezing him with my muscles. Pushing on his cock inside of me. Leaning back to get him all the way in. Staring at each other. Not going too crazy. Just enjoying our mutually swollen members.
Resume sitting on face. He ate my pussy from behind for at least 15 minutes and then asked for a short break. Normally submissive, he then asked me to lie down. Ok. I thought he'd be licking me, but instead he slipped inside me, lifting my legs up effortlessly the way tall, strong lumberjack-type men tend to do. He never fucked me before. I was always the top. But wow. Nice and slow, feeling the squeezing, enjoying the feeling of his cock getting harder. "I love that you have to stop yourself from coming!" Laughter, put it in deeper baby. Makes it easier to pee. Kissed my feet through my knee socks, kept my legs up. Came down, close to me. We kissed while he fucked me so slowly. I was trying to urge him on without making him lose it. At one point he pulled out completely, and I was sure he was done. He didn't seem to want to stop so I resumed my perch on his face, determined to soon let it all flow into his mouth. As if reading my mind, he asked me to spit in his mouth. I did, we kissed. Spit, kissed. Kissed, spit, licked.
Finally, I had him lay sideways on the bed. It took a while, and a bit of instructions, and some quiet, and his tongue OFF my clit, but finally I ordered him to open his mouth. I could feel it coming out of me. Kept stopping right when I felt I was going to pee. When I found a spot I was good with, I told him to not stop. Please do not stop. He didn't stop. Finally, a small trickle of piss came out of me. His cock was rock hard and in his hand. I wanted to take it in my mouth. Instead, I kept focusing, distracted by a beautiful man beneath whose tongue was close to making me come. When finally a bit more gushed out of me and into his mouth, he muffled "Oh, I'm going to come!" and without warning, hot, abundant come flew from his cock and landed literally all over me and all around the room. Normally not a fan, I was pleased to have his sperm all over my chest and neck (and wall, floor, dresser). We shared a shower soon after, and then a joint, and then he was gone, vowing to return again as soon as he could.
This counts as a rare occasion when I almost, almost feel bad for getting paid. I just want more. I hope he doesn't wait so long next time. My pussy swells for him.
We started by sharing a joint that he brought. Big, fat and fragrant (kind of like me, HA!). His hand touched my leg and my foot slid under his thigh. As soon as the joint was out I asked "what are we going to do now? Just talk maybe?" and I straddled his lap, bringing his head between my breasts. I could hear his muffled moans. And already I was swollen. I could feel him getting hard through our clothes. We kissed. His full beard and mustache was soft and long and not at all bothersome. I asked if he shaved down below. "No... should I?" he asked with a laugh. I wanted to devour him and get him naked right away, but I just told him "No... I love the hair. I even ordered my cleaning boy to stop shaving for a month!"
But cleaning boy, hot though he may be, was nowhere on my mind tonight. I got up from the sofa and led him to my bedroom. He got undressed fast. Got undressed and laid him down and straddled him promptly. As much as I love teasing, I lack in self control at times. Amazing cock. Hard before he undressed, and hard the entire session. As in twitching hard. We kissed. Tongue. Wet. Nipples and breasts in his face. I had no intention of letting him go until he got what he came for. he was pleased to hear this.
I moved up on his chest, and asked him to move down slightly to sit on his hot tongue. His oral skills are some of the best. He's one of the best lovers I've ever had in general. A bit shy, but so responsive, kinky and skilled. I alternated from kneeling over him, to reaching back to stroke his cock, to just straddling him with my body perfectly straight. Is stayed there for a while, totally engorged, swollen and dripping, though not feeling the urge to pee.
I got off to give him a break and could not keep myself away from his beautiful cock. I got him ready and went down, kissing his thighs and legs, inhaling his scent, trying to tease us both. I licked and sucked his balls, and slowly started licking his shaft. I was looking in his eyes the whole time, listening to him moan, trying to remember how he sounds, tastes, smells, looks. For later, when I crave him. Finally I took him in my mouth, and he gasped and moaned, retaining my gaze quite well. I sucked him for a while, slowly, remembering that he comes fairly easily, and still wanting to sit on his perfect cock. I moved back up for some licking, deciding against fucking him then. I still wanted to give him my golden nectar. But after a few minutes of his tongue on my clit, and feeling his arm stroking his hard cock, and knowing he still had the condom on from the oral, I just slid down and positioned my pussy right in front of it. His eyes staring. We kissed, again and again, tongues, lips, wet. I loved his hair. He tried to use his hand to guide it in but I stopped him. It slid in right then, and I rode him slowly, knowing he would tell me before he came. Squeezing him with my muscles. Pushing on his cock inside of me. Leaning back to get him all the way in. Staring at each other. Not going too crazy. Just enjoying our mutually swollen members.
Resume sitting on face. He ate my pussy from behind for at least 15 minutes and then asked for a short break. Normally submissive, he then asked me to lie down. Ok. I thought he'd be licking me, but instead he slipped inside me, lifting my legs up effortlessly the way tall, strong lumberjack-type men tend to do. He never fucked me before. I was always the top. But wow. Nice and slow, feeling the squeezing, enjoying the feeling of his cock getting harder. "I love that you have to stop yourself from coming!" Laughter, put it in deeper baby. Makes it easier to pee. Kissed my feet through my knee socks, kept my legs up. Came down, close to me. We kissed while he fucked me so slowly. I was trying to urge him on without making him lose it. At one point he pulled out completely, and I was sure he was done. He didn't seem to want to stop so I resumed my perch on his face, determined to soon let it all flow into his mouth. As if reading my mind, he asked me to spit in his mouth. I did, we kissed. Spit, kissed. Kissed, spit, licked.
Finally, I had him lay sideways on the bed. It took a while, and a bit of instructions, and some quiet, and his tongue OFF my clit, but finally I ordered him to open his mouth. I could feel it coming out of me. Kept stopping right when I felt I was going to pee. When I found a spot I was good with, I told him to not stop. Please do not stop. He didn't stop. Finally, a small trickle of piss came out of me. His cock was rock hard and in his hand. I wanted to take it in my mouth. Instead, I kept focusing, distracted by a beautiful man beneath whose tongue was close to making me come. When finally a bit more gushed out of me and into his mouth, he muffled "Oh, I'm going to come!" and without warning, hot, abundant come flew from his cock and landed literally all over me and all around the room. Normally not a fan, I was pleased to have his sperm all over my chest and neck (and wall, floor, dresser). We shared a shower soon after, and then a joint, and then he was gone, vowing to return again as soon as he could.
This counts as a rare occasion when I almost, almost feel bad for getting paid. I just want more. I hope he doesn't wait so long next time. My pussy swells for him.
Thursday 11 February 2010
Why I love men
Admittedly, I have a tenuous love/hate relationship with the male gender. We'll leave the hate part out for now. But for all of their flaws and infuriating tendencies, I adore the fruits of the man tree. Here are a few reasons why:
1. Hair. I love hair on people's bodies. Men, in my experience, are more likely to actually have hair. I love a hairy chest and nice, thick pubes.
2. Smell. Maybe it's a pheromone thing, but I love the natural musky odor of a man. Well, most men...
3. Cocks. Hard, soft, big, small, curved... OH I love them ALL. Nothing makes me wet like watching a man shoot hot white cum all over himself. I love to see their hands encasing their own cocks, stroking them as though no one is watching.
4. Shoulders. I like the big shoulders on guys. Even the small guys. I love that Vshaped physique that men have. People always go on about how women are works of art, blah blah. True. But men are as well. I love the male form. Always makes me wet.
5. Voices. I love the deep sound a man's excited voice.
6. Warmth. I love how they feel when they wrap their arms around me. Makes me feel safe, warm and sexy.
7. Handy. While I am handy woman myself, I find the men in my life are always go out of their way to be helpful. Most men I meet, in fact. Perhaps it's a mean to a pussy-eating end, but I enjoy helpful people, ad the men I encounter usually fit that bill.
Don't even get me started about why I adore submissive males. Ok, maybe get me started.
1. Hair. I love hair on people's bodies. Men, in my experience, are more likely to actually have hair. I love a hairy chest and nice, thick pubes.
2. Smell. Maybe it's a pheromone thing, but I love the natural musky odor of a man. Well, most men...
3. Cocks. Hard, soft, big, small, curved... OH I love them ALL. Nothing makes me wet like watching a man shoot hot white cum all over himself. I love to see their hands encasing their own cocks, stroking them as though no one is watching.
4. Shoulders. I like the big shoulders on guys. Even the small guys. I love that Vshaped physique that men have. People always go on about how women are works of art, blah blah. True. But men are as well. I love the male form. Always makes me wet.
5. Voices. I love the deep sound a man's excited voice.
6. Warmth. I love how they feel when they wrap their arms around me. Makes me feel safe, warm and sexy.
7. Handy. While I am handy woman myself, I find the men in my life are always go out of their way to be helpful. Most men I meet, in fact. Perhaps it's a mean to a pussy-eating end, but I enjoy helpful people, ad the men I encounter usually fit that bill.
Don't even get me started about why I adore submissive males. Ok, maybe get me started.
Sunday 24 January 2010
Handsome and Handy
I absolutely LOVE facesitting. Since I worked up the courage to do it, and enjoy it, a few years ago, I've been hooked. And combining it with my dominant side has only made it better. Something about a guy or girl pulling my hips closer to their face drives me crazy, especially when I'm afraid of being too aggressive, or going too far. To receive the encouragement is enough to make me swollen and drippy.
Another thing I love is when a lover can make me climax. Oddly enough, it happens with clients more than it ever did with lovers in my "personal" life. Today is stuck in my mind. I've never, ever had to stop myself from coming when someone else was touching or licking me. With my own hand, sure. I often have to stop if I want to prolong climax. But for a lover to make me come is difficult. He would have made come ten minutes after beginning had I not stopped and put my nipples in his mouth. While sucking them though, he kept fingering me. And to tell me that you have a fetish for making women come? What do you think that does to me? How can such a soft spoken, young and innocent looking man, with a teen's voice, have this effect on me? Unbelievable skill in clit licking and nipple sucking. Helpful. Too cute and sweet. Seriously. I could sit on warm tongues for hours. He made me come twice today. And he came twice. And he fixed my plumbing problem. Amazing.
I love my life.
Also, went to a nice workshop today with the cutest kitties. I miss having animals around.
And OHMYGOD! I had the most amazing Indian dinner yesterday. Naans at Bloor and Bathurst, South East corner, just past the Green Beanery. I HIGHLY recommend the Malai Kofta... AMAZING.
And a few people asked, and Montreal was awesome. I went to Mont Royal, Art Galleries, Jean Talon and Notre-Dame (which, regrettably, was closed - and I pleaded in French for a quick and short passage, to no avail). And I realized tonight that I have actually accomplished one of my "official" life goals: design a book cover (I designed a whole book...)
Another thing I love is when a lover can make me climax. Oddly enough, it happens with clients more than it ever did with lovers in my "personal" life. Today is stuck in my mind. I've never, ever had to stop myself from coming when someone else was touching or licking me. With my own hand, sure. I often have to stop if I want to prolong climax. But for a lover to make me come is difficult. He would have made come ten minutes after beginning had I not stopped and put my nipples in his mouth. While sucking them though, he kept fingering me. And to tell me that you have a fetish for making women come? What do you think that does to me? How can such a soft spoken, young and innocent looking man, with a teen's voice, have this effect on me? Unbelievable skill in clit licking and nipple sucking. Helpful. Too cute and sweet. Seriously. I could sit on warm tongues for hours. He made me come twice today. And he came twice. And he fixed my plumbing problem. Amazing.
I love my life.
Also, went to a nice workshop today with the cutest kitties. I miss having animals around.
And OHMYGOD! I had the most amazing Indian dinner yesterday. Naans at Bloor and Bathurst, South East corner, just past the Green Beanery. I HIGHLY recommend the Malai Kofta... AMAZING.
And a few people asked, and Montreal was awesome. I went to Mont Royal, Art Galleries, Jean Talon and Notre-Dame (which, regrettably, was closed - and I pleaded in French for a quick and short passage, to no avail). And I realized tonight that I have actually accomplished one of my "official" life goals: design a book cover (I designed a whole book...)
Monday 18 January 2010
Aw, I got a review!
(and the feeling is VERY mutual, Jimmy)
From 2hotnsexy.com
December 28, 2009
Best BBW yet! - James Mcelroy
Wow is all I can say. I'm a huge boob and bbw lover, and she was probably the best professional BBW I've met to date. Her photos do not do her justice at all. I saw right away that she has a beautiful face and body and under her clothes her tits look smaller than they are. She had me wash up in the washroom and she hugged and kissed me when I emerged, and really got into the kissing. GrEAT KISSER... She actually showed me a little tongue swirl move to try on my wife's pussy lol.
So we kissed for a good time and she led me to her bedroom. She removed her bra and panties, let me smell them, and then undressed me. I was rock hard already just from the kissing. She kissed my neck, nipples (which I LOVE), stomach, face and then ligthly poushed me on the bed. She got on top of me, kissed me, and then moved down to my cock. I'm not even sure how she put the condom on as I didn't even notice. With her mouth I think. She started slowly with the oral, playing with my balls til they get tight and my cock was jmping, and then slowly teased the head before very slowly taking me in her mouth. and she was looking in my eyes the whole time, very hot, very good eye contact! And the smile! She seemed to really get into the oral and said she liked when I moaned and looked at her.
I asked her to lie down and she kept sucking for a minute and then lay down when I pulled her shoulders. Her nipples are very sensitive, hard, and her pussy opens when they're stimulated. She really got into the oral/daty, and she definitely came when I was eating her out and fingering her. (I think she did, or she's a phenomenal faker) She begged me to fuck her "with that beautiful twitching cock down there" and so I moved up and slid right inside. She told me she was tight, and as I am larger man, she did have a bit of pain taking me all in. I just went in slowly and after about 3 slow pumps she was moving her hips against me. She actually made me come right away which she said made her very happy.
I'd paid for an hour, and was done in about 30, and when I got up to get dressed, she pulled me back and said she "wasn't done with me yet" and asked if she could sit on my face. So I lay down and she sat on my face. She tasted and smelled good, almost like nothing. She rubbed herself against my face, which made me hard again, and again, she rolled on a condom and get down and sucked me, faster this time, and using her hand on the shaft. We did 69 for about 15 minutes, and then she hopped off and got on top of me. She bent down to kiss me and I slid into her again with no effort. She did wince in pain again slightly, but within a minute I was fully inside her and she was riding me slowly. I kept having to stop her and slow her down, and then I sat up on the edge of the bed and she wrapped her arms my back, started kissing me and bouncing up and down on my dick. I came fast again, and again she seemed delighted. After I came, she got off, got down, and continued to suck my cock. I asked her if she liked to taste herself and she just moaned.
I cleaned myself up, and as I was leaving, we made chit chat, she offered me some cookies and kissed me deeply again, still naked. She's quite well-read and smart, and very friendly.
Her incall spot was private, but not in a building which made me a bit nervous, though she mentioned that she was good at controlling her traffic. Her apartment was cozy, warm and clean, but definitely not upscale. Very modest, but I felt at home there, so it all worked out well.
I'm seeing her again tomorrow and my cock is already twitching in excitement!! Will definitely be seeing her regularly and I'd recommend her to any BBW lover.
She is however, VERY picky about bare contact. She won't allow any bare contact. I wanted some, but it does show that she is clean. And also, when I first contacted her, she seemed a bit impatient, and I almost didn't meet her because of it. She's amazing in person, so I'm glad i didn't let that dissuade me. And she did comment that alot of guys just call to "chat" and sometimes it's hard to tell who's legit.
Overall, a solid 10. Fantastic.
Wow. I am totally agog. Firstly, he is so quiet, I can't believe he wrote this. And just wow... I felt a bit awkward and clumsy with him, and this is the last thing I expected... I'm glowing right now, and oh my, I have an early day tomorrow.
From 2hotnsexy.com
December 28, 2009
Best BBW yet! - James Mcelroy
Wow is all I can say. I'm a huge boob and bbw lover, and she was probably the best professional BBW I've met to date. Her photos do not do her justice at all. I saw right away that she has a beautiful face and body and under her clothes her tits look smaller than they are. She had me wash up in the washroom and she hugged and kissed me when I emerged, and really got into the kissing. GrEAT KISSER... She actually showed me a little tongue swirl move to try on my wife's pussy lol.
So we kissed for a good time and she led me to her bedroom. She removed her bra and panties, let me smell them, and then undressed me. I was rock hard already just from the kissing. She kissed my neck, nipples (which I LOVE), stomach, face and then ligthly poushed me on the bed. She got on top of me, kissed me, and then moved down to my cock. I'm not even sure how she put the condom on as I didn't even notice. With her mouth I think. She started slowly with the oral, playing with my balls til they get tight and my cock was jmping, and then slowly teased the head before very slowly taking me in her mouth. and she was looking in my eyes the whole time, very hot, very good eye contact! And the smile! She seemed to really get into the oral and said she liked when I moaned and looked at her.
I asked her to lie down and she kept sucking for a minute and then lay down when I pulled her shoulders. Her nipples are very sensitive, hard, and her pussy opens when they're stimulated. She really got into the oral/daty, and she definitely came when I was eating her out and fingering her. (I think she did, or she's a phenomenal faker) She begged me to fuck her "with that beautiful twitching cock down there" and so I moved up and slid right inside. She told me she was tight, and as I am larger man, she did have a bit of pain taking me all in. I just went in slowly and after about 3 slow pumps she was moving her hips against me. She actually made me come right away which she said made her very happy.
I'd paid for an hour, and was done in about 30, and when I got up to get dressed, she pulled me back and said she "wasn't done with me yet" and asked if she could sit on my face. So I lay down and she sat on my face. She tasted and smelled good, almost like nothing. She rubbed herself against my face, which made me hard again, and again, she rolled on a condom and get down and sucked me, faster this time, and using her hand on the shaft. We did 69 for about 15 minutes, and then she hopped off and got on top of me. She bent down to kiss me and I slid into her again with no effort. She did wince in pain again slightly, but within a minute I was fully inside her and she was riding me slowly. I kept having to stop her and slow her down, and then I sat up on the edge of the bed and she wrapped her arms my back, started kissing me and bouncing up and down on my dick. I came fast again, and again she seemed delighted. After I came, she got off, got down, and continued to suck my cock. I asked her if she liked to taste herself and she just moaned.
I cleaned myself up, and as I was leaving, we made chit chat, she offered me some cookies and kissed me deeply again, still naked. She's quite well-read and smart, and very friendly.
Her incall spot was private, but not in a building which made me a bit nervous, though she mentioned that she was good at controlling her traffic. Her apartment was cozy, warm and clean, but definitely not upscale. Very modest, but I felt at home there, so it all worked out well.
I'm seeing her again tomorrow and my cock is already twitching in excitement!! Will definitely be seeing her regularly and I'd recommend her to any BBW lover.
She is however, VERY picky about bare contact. She won't allow any bare contact. I wanted some, but it does show that she is clean. And also, when I first contacted her, she seemed a bit impatient, and I almost didn't meet her because of it. She's amazing in person, so I'm glad i didn't let that dissuade me. And she did comment that alot of guys just call to "chat" and sometimes it's hard to tell who's legit.
Overall, a solid 10. Fantastic.
Wow. I am totally agog. Firstly, he is so quiet, I can't believe he wrote this. And just wow... I felt a bit awkward and clumsy with him, and this is the last thing I expected... I'm glowing right now, and oh my, I have an early day tomorrow.
Tuesday 5 January 2010
Dating?
I should have known better. Men do not want to date me... fine. I'll just move on and keep getting paid.
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