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.
Stories and smut from a queer, radical feminist hooker
Sunday, 19 December 2010
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
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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.
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