Bondage

Bondage.  Imprisonment, captivity, confinement, servitude, enslavement, enthralment.  Bondage is brilliant.  It's exciting, it's empowering and it's something I am paid very well for.  I could never allow a client to "perform" the act on me.  I couldn't put myself in such a vulnerable situation, however I have no problem enslaving a man.  Some of them want to be tied up and fucked, some want to be handcuffed and spanked, some want to be chained and whipped.

I know of one man who likes to have his wrists and ankles tied to the bed posts.  He likes to be laid out like a starfish.  In addition to the wrists and ankles being tied up, he also likes to be gagged and blindfolded.  Naked.  My role is to torment him.  I begin by softly flicking the tips of his toes with my tongue and then slowly sliding over the top of his feet towards his ankles.  From there I trace my tongue up his leg, slowing as I reach his groin.  The bonds that hold his ankles and wrists in place mean that his legs are stretched apart.  I lick his balls, take them in my mouth and very, very gently suck for a moment before releasing.  I take his massive cock in my mouth and slide up and down but every time he starts to convulse in a prelude to cuming I move away....I do this for an hour.....I torment him and I never let him cum.

I know of another man who insists on wearing a mask.  You know the type I mean, the leather and the zips...He needs me to burn his nipples with the melting wax of a burning candle.  I have to let it drip slowly, allowing him to savour each and every fiery droplet.  His nipples immediately redden, tightening and contracting.  I continue to drip the hot wax over him until both nipples are encased.  Then I move the candle slowly down his body towards his hard, throbbing cock.  I let the burning liquid fall over his sensitive skin.  He howls in pain and eventually cums.  His hot semen mixing with the even hotter wax.

My favourite bondage man is the one who likes to keep it simple.  He just wants a bit of domination - nothing too serious or naughty.  I loosely tie his wrists but I leave his legs free.  He isn't blindfolded or gagged.  Just gently restrained.  He prefers to lay on his stomach and I begin by gently licking his arse.  I press my tongue between his cheeks and feel for his tight arsehole.  He will usually start to wriggle, as if he doesn't want me to press any any harder. But I'm persistent, I know he really does want me to lick his arsehole, to force my tongue inside.

I probe deeper, I can feel the tight muscles begin to give way to my firm tongue.  I feel the heat and the softness of the inside of his arsehole.  His body stiffens and I suddenly withdraw my tongue and roughly shove my finger where my tongue had just been.  My saliver has left it moist and my finger slides in. I probe and I stroke until I feel the softness of his G-spot....He cums with such force I can feel his arsehole contracting around my finger.  The sheet beneath him growing wetter and warmer.

Duress, subjugation, serfdom, subjection, thraldom, bondage.  Brilliant.

Lunch

One of my most recent sexual encounters, not related to work as such, took place in a public toilet, the kind with one lavatory and one stall.  I was looking out my bedroom window, watching a construction crew across the street.  They were digging up part of the road for some reason.  They were all quite muscular and were working with their shirts off.  After a little while they noticed me watching them from my window and started making catcalls and a few jeers, but I wasn't bothered.  I was interested in one of them in particular.

He was gorgeous with a golden tan, defined muscles, firm looking arse, golden curly hair and a strong rugged face.  He kept glancing my way as I continued to watch him work.  That went on for a few days.  I started waving to him when the crew arrived in the mornings, and watched him as often as I could.  Whenever I drove past him on my way home I'd wave and he'd wave back and give me a wink.

Finally, last Friday he stopped my car and asked me my name.  I told him and he told me his was Leon.  I then suggested lunch and agreed to meet in a little cafe down the road. Lunch was nice, but it was hard to focus on the food with Leon in front of me.  I was really turned on by this guy and started squirming in my seat as I felt my wetness start to spread.  He leaned forward a little and I felt his hand under the table, sliding up my thigh towards my juicy wetness.  His hand just reached my wet cunt and he stroked his fingertips along it.

I gave up trying to concentrate on the meal and suggested we go back to my place via the "back way" (which is a long deserted hallway where the toilets are).  I stopped in front of the ladies room and told him I was going in - I couldn't wait any longer.  Quickly we entered the stall, kissing and fondling each other.  He turned me around, lifted my skirt and pulled his cock from his pants.  From behind he slid his cock around my crack and over and around my juicy cunt.  I was bent over with one hand on my knee and one hand on the wall and I could barely stand the excitement, knowing that at any second he was going to plunge his thick throbbing cock into my willing, wet pussy.

Finally he stuck it in. It was ecstasy.  He pumped and ground in a circular motion and then changed suddenly to hard thrusts.  It didn't take long for us both to cum as he was stroking my clit the whole time he was fucking me.  We shuddered as our bodies stiffened and our backs arched as we both groaned with pleasure.  Silent except for hour heavy breathing, we began to dress each other, caressing and lingering.  He kissed me gratefully and then walked me to my car with a lusty look in his eyes that promised more delicious lunches.

A Good Client....

There are clients who are particularly attractive and there is one particular client who is very well endowed.  He’s sexy.

When I wrap my hand around his hard on I can feel the heat radiating from his skin.  I can feel the pulse of the thick vein that runs the length of his throbbing prick.  He’s always hard, even after he fucks me.  His cock is like a steal rod.

When he wants to see me we meet at a restaurant and he buys me dinner.  We eat, we drink wine and then he takes me to a hotel.  The room is always luxurious.  Once there he pours me a drink.   Usually a glass of champagne, sometimes white wine.  As I sip my drink he begins to unbutton his shirt.  My eyes follow his fingers down his body.  He slips the shirt from his broad shoulders and then unbuttons and unzips he jeans.

As he steps out of the denim, his long, thick cock presses against the fabric of his boxer shorts.  The slippery hot pre-cum soaking through the tight white cotton of the shorts.  He runs his fingers up the length of it and peels back the material revealing the smooth skin.  Placing my glass on the table, I begin to undress myself.  I remove my dress, and I’m wearing nothing underneath. 

As the cool air settles on my naked skin, I feel my nipples tighten, erect and red.  I have allowed my legs to draw apart and can feel the air on my pussy as well.  My lips are slightly parted and the moist folds of my cunt are tingling. 

Finally he is touching me.  His strong fingers firmly grasp my wrist as he guides me to the bed.   I lay back and he kneels on the floor in front of me with his head between my legs.  He slides his tongue lightly up the length of my pussy, starting at my arse and ending above my clit.  He repeats this action a few more times and then slips his tongue inside my pussy, fucking me with his mouth.  Just to make sure I cum, he tickles my clit with his fingers, increasing the pressure until I’m moaning and thrusting uncontrollably.

By now I desperately need to feel his solid cock inside me and I pull him up my body, so that we are face to face, his cock against my wet cunt.  His muscular chest pressing against my tits.  I love the feel of his hot breath in my face and on my throat.  I can feel him pressing his cock against me as the tip of his long, thick prick finally enters me.  He thrusts hard and I can feel the girth of his dick stretching my cunt, forcing my lips apart.  I can feel his balls slapping against my arse. 

He fucks me like this for a while.  I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter.  His cock slides more easily in and out and then he slows down, grips my arms and rolls us over.  Now he is on his back and I am straddling him.  I grind my cunt against his pubic bone, stimulating my clit, and he reaches up and strokes my nipples as his hips gyrate.  Faster and faster we move, his cock deep inside me, my clit pressed hard against him. 

We change positions again.  This time I am on my knees and he is behind me.   He fucks me hard and fast.  His hands hold my hips and I stick my arse into the air.  His balls hit my clit this time, stimulating me just enough to bring me to orgasm again.  I moan with pleasure as he thrusts faster and faster until he shoots his load deep inside me. 

I leave the hotel with a smile on my face.

Fantasy Time....

One of my favourite sexual fantasies, which has yet to come true, is about two of my closest male friends  who I am very attracted to, Peter and Chris.  In my fantasy Peter and Chris decide to surprise me for my birthday by taking me to a cottage near a beach for the weekend.  Just the three of us are there to celebrate all weekend.  We go swimming most of the day and lie out in the sun  As we are walking back to the cottage, Peter tells me that he and Chris have another surprise for me.  They are going to tease and fuck me until I can't take anymore. 

So we get to the cottage and go in and sit in front of the fireplace.  We drink Champagne and talk about sex.  Needless to say, by the time we have finished the Champagne the three of us are so horny that there are no other thoughts but getting off and having a great time doing it.  We decide to strip off and have some fun....

Peter starts kissing me and playing with my nipples, and Chris is kissing his way down to my cunt.  Peter is kissing my tits and telling me how beautiful I am and Chris is licking my pussy.  You can hear the slurping noise.  Then he looks up, pauses and smiles and dives back down.  I'm going crazy.  I have one man sucking my tits and one man sucking my cunt.  As I'm getting ready to come, I'm thrashing all over the floor, but both of them hold on and never miss a lick.  What an orgasm!  My whole body is alive and tingling from being touched and petted all over by four hands and two mouths.

As Chris lies back to catch his breath, I scramble around and get down on my hands and knees and take his wonderful, hard throbbing cock in my hands and lick all over that beautiful cock.  As I really get into sucking him off, Peter gets behind me and enters me, which really gets me going.  Peter is thrusting his cock in and out of my dripping cunt, I'm sucking Chris's cock for all I'm worth.  As Chris starts to reach orgasm, it makes me worse.  So when Chris starts flooding my throat with his delicious cum, I'm coming and squeezing Peter's cock, and then all that wetness, and hot, clutching cunt brings Peter right over the edge, and we all collapse in orgasm.

The idea of both these men, whom I love very much, sharing me and fucking me together is the biggest turn on there is for me.  No one else knows about this yet....

Day One....

I love my job.  A lot of people disagree with prostitution and the sex industry. They think that all women who work as hookers are in some way being taken advantage of and controlled. That may be true in some cases, but I chose this path.  I want to make money out of doing something I love.

How did I first get involved? I was young, I was headstrong, determined. I knew exactly what I wanted.  I wanted to be fucked as often as possible. I wanted money.  I wanted men and women to want me.  I wanted to suck cock and be fucked for a living.

I didn’t answer any ads in the paper and I didn’t work for anyone else.  I used my initiative.  I bought myself some very sexy lingerie.  I wore my tightest dress, with a neckline so low it gave new meaning to the word plunging, and I placed myself outside one of the classiest hotels in London.  Although a few cabbies thought I needed a lift, no one asked me if I’d fuck them for money so I went to the hotel bar and bought myself a cocktail.  I bought myself a Long Island Iced Tea.  Long, cool, sparkling.

I waited until I could find a man who was obviously alone and on business.  It isn’t difficult to spot the type.  A suit, a wedding ring, five o’clock shadow, drinking on his own but clearly checking out the talent.  Too late to be just an after work drink. I sat myself next to one.  It doesn’t take much to get the attention of a man on the prowl….I glance at him, then lower my gaze, taking in the length of his torso, the bulge of his cock and balls, the girth of his muscular thighs.  I always smile at this point.  I know he’s looking for something, a reaction. 

It is usually about now that the gentleman in question will strike up a conversation.  I won’t bore you with the details of this one.  The conversations always tend to be the same.  There wasn’t anything different about this one.

Having established he was after some fun and was willing to pay, we took the elevator to his room.  Using only a lamp for illumination, we undressed in the shadows, slowly peeling off the layers item by item.  He was naked and I was in a sheer, pink balconette bra and matching thong.  My nipples pressing against the soft net of the fabric, dark and inviting.  My full breasts were spilling over the top. I took a step toward him.  His cock was hard, erect, pointing up, with just a thin string of pre-cum dripping from the end.

I knelt in front of him and took his firm prick in my hand.  My other hand was lightly caressing his arse cheeks, brushing over the space in between and moving lower, eventually brushing against the back of his balls.   I leant in closer, wrapping my lips around his cock, sucking and wanking simultaneously but he pulled me back up so that I was standing before him.  Roughly, he drew me closer, my chest against his.  He tore my bra from my body, letting my tits fall against the coarse hair of his chest.  He licked his lips then he licked mine.

Pulling the middle of my tiny g-string to the side of my wet, warm cunt, finally he fucked me.  His mad and relentless thrusting drove me wild until I was screaming with absolute, uncontrolled passion.  My body convulsed as I climaxed.  I was shaking now, and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me.  He worked faster, harder, pounding away at my cunt with his massive dick until I felt the spunk shoot out.  Our breathing slowed as our bodies relaxed.  We were sweating.  It was like any other sexy encounter, except this time I was being paid to do it.  I love my job.

Fucking Couples…One of My Favourite Things

I was recently asked by a client if I would let him bring his wife to one of our sessions so that she could fuck a woman.  This isn’t the first time a client has done this, and it always gets me excited.  There’s nothing quite like a woman tasting pussy for the first time.  Just thinking about it makes me wet. 

First I’m going to undress her husband and touch his cock in front of her.  I want her to feel jealous and I want her to feel sexy.  I’ll wank him for a little while, I’ll lick and kiss his neck, then his chest, his stomach and finally his cock and his balls.

Once he’s really ready to fuck I’m going to leave him to pleasure himself while he watches me undress his wife.  I’ll run my fingers lightly down her arm, I’ll take her hand in mine for just a second and then I’ll begin undressing her. 

I’ll do this slowly, with my eyes locked to hers.  I’ll talk to her in a whisper, telling her how sexy she is, how I love her tits and how I can’t wait to lick her wet cunt and tight arsehole. 

When she’s naked I’ll undress myself. I’ll tell her I want her to feel my tits, my hard nipples.  I’ll make her lick them and I’ll make her suck them.  I’ll take her by the hand and lead her to the bed where I’ll ask her to lay down with me.  We’ll kiss and feel each others tits.  I’ll slide my fingers in and out of her hot, pink pussy. 

Meanwhile, her husband will be forced to watch all of this but we won’t let him join in, yet.  He has to watch and wank.  He has to watch me lick his wife’s pert nipples, watch me lightly stroke her cunt with my tongue.  This always turns me on.  I want him to suffer, I want her to moan with pleasure and then I want them both to fuck me...

Him, with his rock hard cock pounding away at my arse, and her, forcing her tongue into my cunt.  I’ll make them do this until I cum and then it’s my turn to fuck her. She’ll lie on her back with her legs spread and I’ll fuck her with my huge, pink, rubber dildo.  While she’s moaning with pleasure her husband will caress my nipples, then he’ll move on to hers, then back to me.  Eventually I’ll remove the dildo and finally her husband can finish her off, fucking her so hard we’ll be able to hear his balls smacking against her arse, while I use the dripping, wet dildo to fuck myself. 

I’m counting down the days to this meeting…I love fucking couples.

I want to Suckmore....

Yesterday I had the most amazing encounter with a new client.  He was so sexy and strong, he left me wanting more….

The minute he entered the room I could feel the sexual tension.  He had such broad shoulders. He was so masculine.  In his deep, manly, voice he told me to stand up and unbutton my shirt. I was wearing a see-through, white silk top that draped and emphasised my hard, pink nipples. My shirt slid from my shoulders and fell to the floor.

I started to run my fingers lightly over my erect nipples and took a step towards this sexy hunk of a man.  But he raised his hand, signalling me to stop, then told me to take off my tight, very short, skirt.  I peeled off the skirt.  I wasn’t wearing any panties, just my stockings.

I let my hand slide down my stomach, down into the folds of my wet pussy and I rubbed my clit.  Finally my hunk stepped towards me.  He took hold of my free hand and pressed it against his enormous hard cock.  I moaned with pleasure and began to unbutton and unzip his jeans, releasing his cock from the confines of the tight denim.  He wasn’t wearing any underwear.

Desperate to feel his hard cock in my mouth, I knelt in front of him and began to wank him slowly. I let my lips settle lightly around the tip of his smooth shaft and gently traced my tongue around and around in gentle, ever widening circles, working my way down his dick, until my mouth was full. 

Sliding my lips up and down his cock, I moved faster and faster, flicking the head with my tongue.  Saliva and pre-cum combined and began to drip down my chin, lubing up his cock even more. Making my lips slide even faster up and down, up and down, until I could feel him shudder in anticipation of blowing his load down my throat.

He pushed me away, well, he tried, but I kept my firm hold of his rock hard penis between my full, soft lips.  I slowed down, letting my tongue glide up and down the length of his cock, making him shiver.  I wanted to suck his cock all night. 

Up and down, up and down, licking and sliding, slowly at first, then picking up the pace, faster, faster, faster, and then slow again, teasing, tormenting…..I could feel the force of his cum working its way up the shaft of his massive cock, hitting me hard in the back of my throat. I forced my lips lower, taking the whole of his cock in my mouth, in my throat.  His hot, sticky cum hit me, sliding down my throat and seeping from between my lips.  I swallowed as much as I could but the power behind that orgasm forced the hot cum to leak from my eager mouth. 

I sat up, letting his load drip over my lips, down my chin and neck, on to my tits…the majority of his hot cum tearing down throat…..I’ve never wanted anyone’s cock so badly….