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Thursday, January 3rd 2019
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Happy 2019 from Lady Phoenix
A Happy New Year to all my admirers, blog-followers and clientsI hope 2019 brings you happiness, peace, prosperity...plus the odd bit of filth, horniness and naughtiness.

My New Year started with a bang, as usual. I was at a sexy couple’s house party in north London, with many of my fetish friends invited too. The theme was ‘70s Sleaze’, so I adopted a retro-porn look in a slinky red wrap-over dress (very low-cut indeed) worthy of a night out at Studio 54, and some gold sparkly Kurt Geigers that lifted me 5 inches into the air, and made my bare legs look like those of a gazelle. Some Farah Fawcett hair-styling completed the look (no underwear of course, just to be at my sleazy best).

After some Prosecco in the kitchen, I was introduced to a gorgeous new couple I had never met before, and since I love to play with couples, we really hit it off! A sexy tall, dark and handsome gent (Matt) with his brunette, curly-haired girlfriend (Francesca) who were up for adventure, just like me.

We began our escapades on the sofa, where I began sucking Fran’s nipples when she opened her dress to me. Now, Fran was quite dominant, and wanted to use me as a sex toy on her boyfriend. She was super-horny now, and pushed my head down onto Matt’s groin area. He undid his flies to reveal a whopper of a penis, all hard and ready for me to suck. Fran continued to hold my head while I sucked Matt’s awesome dick, furiously taking him all in my mouth, gagging much to Fran’s delight.

I’d heard that Fran was into spanking, and it is one of my fantasies to be spanked by a dominant woman, a beautiful one at that, so I offered her my ass, pulling up my dress. She delivered a sound beating to my butt, making me squeal at times, although she caressed me tenderly when I did and gave my bottom a soothing rub.

The bedroom was calling our names (literally!), so we joined two other couples on the plush king size bed for a moresome not to be forgotten. We were all fucking on the dot of midnight - what a fabulous way to ring in 2019! Our own personal live 70s porn film in action.

One final note to my clients: I am doing the Dry January thing this month, so no wine, champagne or Prosecco until 1 February please! However the fun and shenanigans will continue...I’m just as wild on San Pelligrino as I am on Veuve Cliquot.

Kisses xxx
Thursday, December 27th 2018
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A visit from the Landlord
I love a roleplay involving power dynamics, and yesterday I got to act out one I’d been wanting to explore for a while.

I was a tenant who had fallen on difficult times and had now several grand of arrears. The landlord was coming to meet me in a local pub to discuss how the matter would be resolved. Ben was very angry when he arrived and spoke to me in a menacing low but furious voice as I submissively sipped on my glass of red wine. There was no scope for any Christmas cheer from Ben as he would not offer me any lenience. He needed the rent arrears and would not leave me without it...in some form or another.

As he berated me, I suggested we go back to the flat for a more civilised discussion. This enraged the landlord more, but he agreed. We made the 3-minute walk to my place and sat ourselves down at the kitchen table. Ben demanded his money again, as I pleaded for more time, telling him of my new online lingerie business and how after some initial cash flow issues, I would soon be coining it in. But Ben would not wait, he was tired of my excuses. The locksmith would be around the next day unless I could offer something...

“What are your assets?” Ben asked.

“Errm, I don’t know...my laptop? My headphones? Errr...” I replied, grasping at straws now, “My tablet? My sewing machine?”

Ben was clearly not impressed by my answers. “What about your other assets?” He asked, stating directly at my chest.

“What, you mean my body?!”

“Yes,” said Ben.

“You mean you want sexual favours in return for the rent arrears?”

“Yes. Let’s see how good you are. The better you are at sucking my cock, the faster you’ll clear your arrears.

I unbuttoned Ben’s jeans, ready to give him the blowjob of a lifetime. His cock was fat and hard. There was no teasing or foreplay, it was just straight down my throat, hitting the back of it. I gagged a little but took every single inch of it.

“Good girl,” said Ben. “Now strip for me so I can see your assets better.” I stripped down to my lingerie. Ben wasn’t after a demonstration of the wares of my online business however. He wanted to inspect my body like it was an object. He ran his hands over me, in a sterile, unaffectionate way, poking his fingers between my legs, giving my ass a slap and squeezing my breasts lightly.

“Your assets are excellent,” he said, “We can definitely make good use of these. Bend over.” I bent over on the bed. Ben moved the gusset of my knickers to the side with his teeth. He touched my clitoris and the entrance of my pussy, which was very wet with anticipation. He pulled the top of my bra down and tugged on my erect nipples.

“If you offer your body as my fuck-toy, and I can have you whenever I demand, I will accept this as a form of repayment.” And with that, he plunged his cock deep inside of me and fucked me. Here was I laying beneath the landlord while he got his money’s worth out of me, my pussy his until the debt was repaid. What a bad tenant I had been. He spanked my ass and continued to pummel me hard until he finally let out a big sigh and came in my little hole.

The landlord got dressed and left my (his!) flat. Who knows when he’ll be back, when I’ll once again have to open my legs for him and submit.
Sunday, December 23rd 2018
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Midnight mermaid rendezvous
I sometimes like to take late night bookings, especially as it’s getting ever-close to Christmas and my party spirit is growing. I chose to oblige a midnight rendezvous this week to meet a sexy-voiced gentleman at a five-star hotel.
This handsome gentleman greeted me in the lobby and whisked me into the lift to his top-floor room. It was very clear from the bucket of champagne and the chocolate-coated strawberries that romance was on the cards for this late, late meeting. And indeed it seemed that this particular man, James, had his sights on some big time sensuality!
We kissed ever so tenderly, standing up in front of the mirrored wardrobes. Not deep, tongues-down-throat kissing, but light, delicate teasing kisses, that drew you in then disarmed you, so you had no idea what was coming next. I slipped out of my little black dress, which had been clinging to my breasts and hips, inviting James towards me. He caressed me with soft touches as my lingerie began to pile up on the floor...all I was left standing in were my black sheer seamed hold-up stockings and my 5” killer heels. I ran my beautifully-manicured nails along James’ back and arm, and drove him wild with my seductive prowess. James, still in his pants, was bulging in a big way, but still had the focus to open the champagne to pour us a glass each. I sipped mine as my eyes wandered to the bathroom. There was a large bath tub in the middle of the bathroom that just needed us in it. I asked James to run one for us...just to extend the foreplay a little more! We added bath salts and bubbles, and hopped in with our champagne flutes.
Some flirty chat and dirty talk in the bath ensued as James stayed rock hard. I gently soaped his chest and got lower and lower....until I could not resist being James’ own personal mermaid and slipping my head underwater to give him a blow-job he would not forget.
I did not let him cum though! Out of the bath tub we leapt, champagne finished, and boobs and bits lathered nicely. We towelled each other down. James was still holding on, erect as can be, and about to explode! I pulled him onto the king-size bed and fed him a white chocolate strawberry....and ate mine off the end of his cock. After I had sucked every last bit off, I slipped a condom on James and slid aboard his hungry dick, which could not wait a moment longer for my eager pussy to settle itself on top. I rode and I ground slowly and passionately, looking James deeply in the eyes. I held him at that explosive point for as long as he could take it....and I came synchronistically in time with his powerful, shuddering orgasm.
It was now 2am...James was tired and ready for bed, but I slipped off into the night feeling invigorated and very sexually satisfied. I slept very well once between my own sheets.

Monday, December 17th 2018
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Christmas Cross-Dressing
Now ‘Tis the season, it was time last weekend to attend my first Christmas party this year, a kinky couple’s house party in North London in a very quirky and colourful house with an array of themed rooms. The theme of the party itself though was to celebrate Ed Wood, the cross-dressing film director, who made trashy 50s B-movies such as ‘Glen or Glenda’. Now when I go to a house party, I do like to entertain, so in this case I filled a suitcase full of latex, lingerie, Lycra and leather, along with many other diverse fabrics.

I was greeted at the door by the host wearing a pink mohair sweater over a pointy bra, which complemented his leopard-print pencil skirt well, along with black sheer nylon tights and black patent stilettos. What a welcome! I took off my winter coat to reveal my first outfit, a long, maroon velvet dress with a huge slit up one side, showing my black stockings and suspenders very clearly. Luckily, this was an ‘indoor shoe’-wearing house, so I got to wear my knee-length stiletto boots with it too. I felt super-sexy, but also very Christmassy indeed!

After a fair bit of prancing and posing, I selected outfit number two: a short Lycra purple backless number which I wore with my hold-ups and Leboutins. After a couple of mulled wines and mince pies, I was right in the mood, and I decided to do some gender-bending and switched to a black fitted latex jacket (the one from my last blog, no less!), a pair of matching latex knickers, black fishnet tights and my black high-heeled boots again. I was aiming for a Marlene Dietrich kind of look, but I think I’m a bit too feminine to carry that off. Though one or two of the girls at the party did it very well, complete with pencil moustaches and top hats!

My favourite outfit of the night though was my Santa-girl outfit, which I wore with a tight, black corset around the waist, black stockings and heels. The skirt had a tutu underneath it, so deliberately dropping things and bending over to show my underskirt and firm little bottom had to happen. The guys went wild, so wild in fact that one of them asked to wear my outfit. He looked fabulous, especially after putting on some nylons, some size 8 heels and I did his makeup (Christmassy shiny red lips of course!).

So what did I have left to wear? Just my lingerie of course...although that did not even last long in the orgy that ensued (and was quite possibly instigated by yours truly...my Christmas treat!).

Thursday, December 13th 2018
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Lunching latex lovers
I don’t usually work on Saturdays but can be very easily tempted out with the promise of lunch out with some added latex shopping. Steve is a regular of mine who I’ve been seeing for almost three years now, and like myself, he is a part-time rubber fetishist. I had often modelled my own latex outfits in our meetings, but this time Steve wanted to add to my collection himself.

And where better to have our lunch/latex encounter than Covent Garden? After all it is home to one of the premier latex retailers in London, Liberation, as well as a multitude of various eateries. Steve chose the aptly-named Mon Plaisir for our lunch, to begin our rendezvous, the oldest French restaurant in London. We settled in and ordered a carafe of Savignon Blanc to sate our thirsty palettes, while we caught up about our news from the past few month as well as discussing everything from art history to politics, from architecture to (of course!) kink. We got a bit flirty over our main course (mine was a delicious scallops and shrimps skewer while Steve opted for sole) as I gave him a few generous flashes of cleavage from my side of the table. Conveniently, my slinky black dress had a zip at the collar that could be teasingly and enchantingly unfastened until I’m came right down between my bosom. Now it was Steve who was getting hot around the collar. We finished our wine and trotted hurriedly to Liberation, one of my favourite latex shops, and conveniently just around the corner.

We entered the sumptuously designed shop floor and were greeted warmly by a staff member (clearly someone knew someone here?! LOL). We knew exactly where we were going and had no time to waste: down to the basement where the off-the-peg latex items were displayed, and of course, the changing rooms. I pretty much knew what I was aiming for (my vision was a latex corset or something incorporating a corset, which was fortunately what Steve had in mind too). We selected a small number of exciting rubber creations, and I took them with me into the changing room and closed the red velvet curtain shut. Except it didn’t stay shut for very long as I needed Steve’s assistance in squeezing into some of the more tighter-fitting numbers. And as he zipped me up, I couldn’t resist rubbing my firm, latex-clad bottom against Steve’s crotch. Steve clearly approved.

In the end, I selected an extremely sexy and intriguing dress that was mainly transparent black latex (the upper torso, arms and skirt), but had an opaque black corset middle. I also chose a smart black latex jacket, complete with shoulder pads, which I visualised wearing with little black rubber knickers and fishnet stockings. Steve could not wait to get me back to my apartment!

In fact, the taxi journey from Covent Garden to South Kensington was one of the longest I’ve endured, with Steve bulging at the crotch and me getting wet in anticipation of parading my new acquisitions to Steve! We entertained each other by showing our favourite designers’ wares on Instagram.

Once back at my place, we showered and got talced. Steve had brought his own latex along, a vest-top and trousers, while I slipped into my gorgeous new dress, which made my waist tiny, and my breasts and hips enhanced. Talk about curves in all the right places!

After a fondle and stroke of each other in the latex, off came Steve’s trousers as I rolled up my skirt so that we could have a good, frantic, sexy fuck in front of my mirrored wardrobes. Wow. It might have been a cold, winter day, but we sure worked up a sweat with our vigorous fucking! Both of us came at around the same time, encouraging each other on with our crescendoing moans. What a perfect end to a fantastic afternoon! Not even the multitude of Christmas shoppers on the tube home could dampen a sexual after-glow like that...!
Wednesday, December 12th 2018
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Deplorable behaviour at the office Christmas party
There was more roleplay fun to start the week this week, this time with one of my regulars, Mark. Now Mark and I are more accustomed to playing out 3-part psychodramas in which our roles changed from character to character and involved an element of switching power dynamics. But this session involved us acting out a scenario in which I had been a bratty, slutty PA who had got tipsy at the office Christmas party and had taken harmless flirting with some of the staff to new levels. She was to receive a fair bollocking in the boss’s office today regarding her deplorable behaviour.
In she sashayed to the boss’s office feeling blasé about the whole situation, especially as she knew what may be on the cards for her. The boss was prone to taking a more ‘physical’ approach to discipline in the office, and was known for administering hand spankings to ill-behaved female staff. But this PA had gone way too far...blow jobs to three separate male office juniors! This was bang out of order...a very serious misdemeanour, that would receive a fitting punishment.
Mark sidled up to me and was practically breathing on my face as he purposefully read out the riot act. The secretary was non-plussed even by that, as she knew a spanking was to be delivered, and she’d be able to take it. Mark was not impressed with this sloppy, laissez-faire attitude. Perhaps she would take it more seriously if she was over his knee?
And over his knee she went, as Mark slowly pulled up her skirt to reveal black lacy stocking-tops supported by a burgundy suspender belt, which matched her bra and knickers. The boss commended her on her lingerie choice but nonetheless went ahead and dished out a firm,sensual spanking that turned her bottom a bit pink.
Once the boss was satisfied that the secretary had received a fitting punishment that would deter her from being such a slut at corporate events, he demanded that her knickers came off. Every bit of punishment deserves some pleasure in return, doesn’t it?! Mark went down on the secretary, her skirt still hitched up high, and licked and tongued her pussy (already wet from the excitement of the spanking) and clit until she came violently, attempting to suppress her cries with her own hand without success. The dirty slut just couldn’t help herself...and loved every minute of the boss’s attention.
She is still waiting for the boss to fuck her though...her pussy aching for his return to the office...and perhaps by then she’ll have the ammunition she needs to switch on him and ensure that as well as satisfying her deep sexual urges, Mark will receive the punishment next time.

Thursday, December 6th 2018
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Virgin on the naughty side
I always like a good roleplay adventure, and when one walked in yesterday, I could not resist the chance to start a new one involving myself as the step mum to a vulnerable young man who needed a lot of guidance. This was the roleplay: he was being bullied by his classmates who had been chiding him for being a virgin.
Now Robert had visited me before for a teacher/pupil roleplay, but I couldn’t resist the chance to ‘keep it in the family’ this time...especially after watching some step mum/step son porn (purely for research purposes, obviously!).
Our scenario began in the shower, where Robert was naked, washing his body. Seeing that he needed ‘some assistance’, step mum stepped in and gave him some help, rubbing soap into her step son’s body, and ensuring he had a good lather all over his body. This included his ‘private areas’, and as step mum soaped around his cock and balls, Robert started to get an erection. “Perfectly natural,” said step mum, “all signs of a very healthy growing boy.” My, that cock was certainly ‘growing’.
“I have to say that, step mum, I find you very attractive,” he said, “which may explain how my body is reacting.
“Let’s sit down in the living room and have a chat Robert,” I said soothingly.
Robert got out of the shower, dried himself and followed me into the living room wearing only a towel. I was dressed in a red satin dressing gown, red and black lingerie and black stockings. We sat down together on the sofa.
“Is there something bothering you Robert?” I enquired empathically.
“Well, I’m having a few problems at school actually. I’m being bullied. A group of older boys found out that I’m a virgin and have been laughing at me and pushing me about.”
“That’s not nice! They are obviously taking out their own insecurities on you. But Robert, are you actually a virgin?”
“Yes, though I really don’t want to be one. I think I’m old enough to lose my virginity now.”
“Well, there’s nothing to be ashamed of, but I can help you if you really want to lose it.”
“How will you do that?”
“I could see that you were aroused by me soaping your penis in the shower earlier. Since you obviously are turned on by me, why not try losing your virginity to me?”
“But...step mum! What would dad say?”
“He doesn’t have to know. This can be our secret just for us two to share. Now let me pull down your towel a little and give you a nice stroke”.
“Okay, if you think it’s a good idea...”
“Look how hard you have got already! Let your step mum give you a little suck.”
The towel dropped to the floor as I leaned over Robert and began to lick and suck his now engorged cock.
“Does that feel nice?” I asked.
“Yes...it feels amazing!”
“Now let me show you something I bet those older boys haven’t experienced before...” and will that I took Robert’s entire cock in my mouth until I could feel the tip right at the back of my throat and felt him writhe in ecstasy. “You see, those other boys might not be virgins, but they won’t have had a decent blow job. That’s why us experienced older women are so much better to lose your virginity to.”
And with that, I led Robert to the bedroom, where I took control, peeled off my bra and knickers so that he could explore my breasts and pussy with his tongue under my expert guidance, and then rode him like he’d never been ridden before. Literally. Robert was thoroughly enjoying his deflowering, and became a bit more confident, spinning me around then beginning to fuck me with him on top. He showed how this boy was no longer a boy and was a real man instead, giving this step mum a damn good shag, until he finally came in a way that felt way more satisfying than those provided by bedroom wanks!
Robert now had all the ammo for dealing with those school bullies…although he might leave out the detail that it was his step mum whom he had lost his virginity to…


Tuesday, December 4th 2018
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'Christening' the new pad...
I was pleased to move into my new flat in South Kensington yesterday, a move that I hope to be a long-lasting one in a fantastic location. So how did I ‘christen’ this move? Well it had to be in true Lady Phoenix style. I had an arrangement to meet a gentleman outside, in the general area for some perving. After a reccy of the vicinity, I told Gavin to meet me in Waitrose, where I’d be picking up my usual San Pelligrino (my essential hydration choice and fabulous to swig in abundance for watersports purpose!), and of course, doing a bit of exhibitionist flashing to boot! I put on a slinky red dress that came above my knees and a pair of new black, seamed Honey Birdette hold ups (which the bottom of dress barely concealed the tops of). It was raining heavily outside, so I opted also to put on some suede high-heeled boots, a mid-length coat with a fur collar and a beret, all black. I put my umbrella up as I got outside my plush new pad and walked the 3 minutes or so to the Waitrose next to the station. Oh my, did I get some looks of admiration! I was feeling very sexy in my crimson lipstick and nail polish, but what really makes me proud are my legs and what they look like in a nice pair of stockings: slim, shapely and a hint of athleticism without being too muscly.

Even though I hadn’t met Gavin before, I clocked him as soon as I arrived at our chosen meeting point. I’m not sure whether he noticed me or my legs first to be honest. But although we made some initial eye contact, not a word was exchanged as I lowered my umbrella, shook it, and entered the supermarket. Gavin followed reasonably close behind, close enough to get a good view at my stocking tops as I bent down to the lower shelves, inspecting the labels of various brands of sparkling water. My dress and coat (according to Gavin later) rode up far enough for my skimpy knickers to be seen, not what you’d expect to see on your average supermarket, but hey, no supermarket is average when it’s got Lady Phoenix in it. I selected my favourite Italian brand then went to the counter, with Gavin sheepishly in tow.

Once all paid for, I made the 3-minute walk back to my flat, my admiring disciple a few feet behind. “Excuse me,” he said, finally plucking up the courage to speak to me, “I hope you don’t mind me saying, but you’ve got lovely legs.”

“Thank you, that’s a nice compliment. I couldn’t help but notice you’ve been following me. Are my legs really that good?”

“Oh yes, miss, they look fabulous in those stockings you have on.”

“Well, would you like to come inside my flat and have a feel of them?”

Yes, the type of fantastical conversation that only happens in roleplay (and occasionally, my life) but is nonetheless exciting and fun! In Gavin came with me up the stairs to my flat, where we started to kiss passionately as soon as we were behind closed doors.

Now, one of the benefits of my new flat is that it has massive mirrored wardrobes lining one side of the room. I undressed seductively in front of Gavin, but slipping on a red satin dressing gown over my lingerie and stockings, and also some killer KG heels. I teased him with my body to begin with, letting just a nipple show, or slipping my fingers into my knickers to touch my very wet pussy. I let Gavin lick my fingers, sticky with my juices. He was aching for me now, so I began to strip him, top to bottom, as his thick, hard cock emerged from his underpants. I took it in my hand first, then my mouth, going super-slow with tantalising breaks so that Gavin could fully savour the moment, as I savoured his cock.

I beckoned him to get behind me as I crouched on all fours facing the mirror, my back arched. I still had my knickers on, which Gavin slid to the side as he entered me. Wow, what a view! I am so blessed to have the full package of gorgeous tits, pretty pussy, lovely ass and fabulous legs...then there’s my face...my face!!!

When Gavin was ready to come, I got down on my knees in front of him (one eye to the mirror of course, for the glorious sight that was coming!) and he ejaculated onto my face, covering me with spunk that dropped down onto my tits. Another moment to savour... and I’m wondering what other mischief I can get up to in the surrounding area...AND in front of the mirror!
Monday, December 3rd 2018
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Lewd and Rude on tour
I’ve spent the last couple of weeks since my birthday touring, and I have to say it’s been great fun getting out of London, out of my comfort zone, and meeting people across the country, in Manchester, Bournemouth, Bristol and Bath. Roleplay meetings have been in high demand on my travels, so my suitcase has been packed with all of my favourite outfits for different scenarios (can’t imagine what someone randomly checking my suitcase would make of what’s inside actually!).
Anyway, for reasons absolutely unknown to me, I seem to be particularly good at playing the virgin and the schoolgirl. Maybe I have a sweet innocent side? Not sure about that.....but I definitely have a strong naughty girl side! I had a booking last night in Bristol with a lovely gentleman who wished to reprimand me for some bad schoolgirl antics behind the bike sheds with the sixth form boys. Charged with the foible of “lewd behaviour”, I was summoned to the headmaster’s office in the correct regulation attire of white shirt, red tie, grey and red plaid skirt, white socks and black shoes. This was one seriously angry and horny headmaster. He was so tall, looming over me, whispering menacingly into my ear from behind. I found this quite sinister (in an erotic way!) as I was chastised for my sluttiness and total disregard for uniform restrictions (black stripper shoes were certainly not the requirement!). A plastic ruler was wielded (never before had the word ‘Shatterproof’ been so scary!), and as the charges of indecent behaviour and flagrant disobedience of school uniform rules were read out at me like the riot act, and lifting up my skirt with the ruler (I wasn’t even wearing regulation knickers!).
I was quaking in my heels slightly, but still unable to keep a lid on my mischievous side. I could not help but cheekily and very annoyingly question every ‘strange’ word the headmaster said (to my adolescent ear). “What does ‘lewd’ mean sir?”, “What does ‘flagrant’ mean sir?”, “What does ‘indecent’ mean sir?”. Now I’d really got the headmaster riled!
The headmaster asked me to demonstrate on him what I’d done with the sixth form boys. I sat down while he stood in front of me, pushing his crotch towards me. At first I objected very mouthily and obnoxiously, but then relented. The headmaster had his cock in my face (it was long with a lot of girth!), so I took it in my mouth and showed him how I could suck the boys behind the bike sheds. The headmaster was incredulous how this schoolgirl could be so accomplished at blowjobs, but he did not over-think this too much as his mind was firmly on the sensations surrounding his erect penis.
After much sucking had clearly indicated that I was no beginner at blow jobs, the headmaster told me he wanted to inspect me to check that my virginity was still in tact. Good luck there, headmaster! Of course, this inspection was conducted with a tongue to the appropriate areas…after some licking of my clit and tight little hole, the headmaster surmised that I definitely was not a virgin, and therefore would receive a good, hard fucking as punishment. While I was still in my plaid skirt, white blouse and white socks (but now knickerless), the headmaster bent me over his ‘desk’, pulled my arms behind my back and gave me the fucking I deserved. The headmaster banged me brutally until he came loudly and plentifully. That would teach me….ha!
Well, I’m back in London again now, and I’m afraid I still haven’t learnt my lesson…but with the right discipline I’m sure I have a chance!


Monday, November 19th 2018
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The Best Birthday Ever!!!
I’m pleased to report that my birthday last week was quite possibly the best one so far (and they do seem to get better and better as I get older!). When I throw a party, I like to do it in style, and it certainly helps that my living room is giant-sized, has two sofa beds plus lots of beanbags on the floor. Add in a couple of comfy mattresses, then TA-DAH!!! You have the perfect sex party palace.
Now this wasn’t the first time I’d held a sex party in my flat, so I knew how things would work. The key is to instigate sex and kink, and be a leader! And this was certainly going to be the case, especially as I had been conspiring with a male fuck-buddy to get a hot girl involved in our sexual antics, and she just happened to be invited...along with 30 other kinky friends of mine, all of whom were instructed to dress to please (they knew that my favourite colours are red and black, so many came dressed in that, hot and sexy!).
Soon the living room was filled with (at this point) clothed men and women, drinking Prosecco and chatting. Because I know my friends from the kink/swinging scene, the chat and the stories we share are not what you would hear at your average dinner party! There was much more conversation about the newest latex outfit trends, exhibitionist blow-jobs in clubs and which girl at the party a couple fancied the most, to describe but some chat I heard...
The change of dynamic changed when I was presented with a birthday cake by four gorgeous naked girls, hand-picked by my closest friends! After everyone had sung ‘Happy Birthday’ and I’d blown the candles out, the girls bent over and my friends lit sparklers, which were attached to the girls’ bottoms! What a wonderful surprise, the lights were switched off and we all enjoyed this sparkly spectacle. When the lights were switched on again, and used sparklers taken out, I couldn’t resist a bit of a spank of the girls’ lovely bottoms!
So, it was time for action. I did a sexy strip for the whole room, and gradually stripped down to my new red Honey Birdette bra, knickers and suspender belt (and stockings), stroking my breasts and thighs while I shed my layers of clothing. I encouraged the whole room to do the same, and mostly they did (perhaps a little more shyly than me though!). I went over to the afore-mentioned fuck-buddy, kissed him passionately on the lips and ground into him. To say he had a raging hard-on was an understatement! I beckoned to the sexy brunette girl we had had our eyes on, also dressed in red lingerie with luscious lips to match, and she joined us in a three-way snog. She had entirely anticipated that this would happen (I think someone let the cat out of the bag there!), and was voracious for both me and my fuck-buddy. Together, we kissed his nipples and progressed down his body until we got to his rock-hard cock, unleashing it from its tight pants. We began to kiss and suck on his cock and balls, taking turns on either his huge dick or his balls. “It’s your birthday though, I think you deserved to be treated!” they both agreed, and in a flash, they were both on me, the hunk of a guy sucking hungrily on my nipples while the beauty of a lady went down on me and licked my clit, licked it soooo well I came in less than two minutes! Clearly she had done that before….! All around while this was happening, people were fucking, sucking, kissing, wearing very little besides a bit of lingerie, and that didn’t stay on for long!
I am blessed to have some of the sexiest and truly the nicest people a girl could ask for as my friends. The rest of the night will remain a secret…that was my best birthday party ever…and it won’t be my last sexy one!


Tuesday, October 30th 2018
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Lost in London
One of the most interesting meetings I’ve had in the past week was with a businessman, Derek, travelling down to London from the Midlands who had an imaginative lunch date in mind. We met as if we were strangers on the populated streets of Tower Hill, very close to the Tower itself and all of its surrounding restaurants and eateries. As tourists unable to find our respective ways in London, we were stressed out lost souls who reached out to each other misguidedly for directions…but unfortunately it was a case of the blind leading the blind. However, fortunately, there was a spark of attraction between us, which I capitalized on and flirted with this gentleman, inviting him to a Japanese place nearby. There we could get to know our way better and perhaps get to know one another better at the same time! It took a little bit of persuasion to get Derek into the restaurant, but he did seem to be swayed when I told him I was a lingerie saleswoman dazed and confused on my first visit to London…
We sat down opposite one another in the Japanese place and gently relaxed into one another’s company, comparing chopstick-holding techniques and sharing memories of trips to Asia. After we ordered food and wine, things got a little bit more flirty, with some light touching under the table. After showing Derek some choice snippets of my underwear brand on my phone, I encouraged him to feel it in real life, and guided his hand under the table, under my skirt and up my thigh…the latest suspender belt and stockings in the range. I could tell that Derek was very tactile and loved the touch of my nylon fully-fashioned stockings. I teased him that it was such a pity that he could only touch them and not see them…for now.
The food arrived (sushi for me and noodle soup for Derek). Over lunch, things were really starting to heat up, and I eased my feet out of my Kurt Geiger heels and traced up Derek’s leg with my toes, until I reached his groin. I felt his hardness with my foot. “Perhaps we can get away to somewhere a little more private after lunch?”. Derek did not need further cajolery. Thankfully the meal was not too substantial, so we could finish nibbling on lunch, settle the bill and leave the restaurant (although my companion left walking slightly awkwardly at first, trying to disguise his hard-on).
My hotel room was just around the corner, a quirky little boutique hotel with a great view of the Tower. Derek and I finally found ourselves alone in the lift, where I gave him a quick, tantalizing snog (being careful not to rub off too much lipstick onto his face), and led him to my room on the third floor. After entering the room, I gave Derek a towel so he could shower…but I was feeling so horny after all that build-up of excitement that I just had to jump in the shower with my lunch companion and rinse those bubbles off his body, while he soaped my breasts and pussy (any excuse to touch my best assets!). After a quick towel dry, we leapt onto the king-sized bed for some intense, passionate fucking, as all of that courtship had left us wanting more and more! An extended 69 came into being, with me taking Derek’s generous cock in my mouth (with no hands!) and he licking my very wet pussy almost to the point of distraction. It didn’t take me long to cum, which I did very vocally, all of my body tingling! Derek then fucked my pussy, still undergoing after-shocks from the orgasm, feeling my tightness around his cock as he pounded me until he finally came to a roaring and spectacular climax!
Amazing to see what one can find when one gets lost in London…I might consider getting lost again if this is what I get.
Monday, October 29th 2018
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Threesome through the looking glass...
The fun never seems to stop at the moment…! This week I received a late-night call asking me if I saw couples (HELL YEAH?!) and inviting me over to a plush hotel suite in Mayfair. After speaking to both the guy and the girl in the couple, I headed off in a taxi to be greeted at the door of the hotel by a very sexy brunette in her 20s (Sophie), wearing only a baggy T-shirt and smart shoes, her appearance being very telling of what she and her partner had been doing all evening long! I greeted Sophie warmly at the door, commenting on her thick, luscious brown hair, while she complimented me on my sleek blonde ‘do’ and sexy, skin-tight purple dress. She led me into the lift (empty at this time of night), where I couldn’t resist a quick initial kiss with this gorgeous lady, though keeping it to a very quick snog until I met her boyfriend.
Sophie opened the door to the bedroom, and introduced me to Gavin, a handsome, brawny guy, just a couple of years older I guessed, with some awesome tattoos etched into his muscular body. Wow! What a hot couple, and what a lucky girl I was tonight indeed!
While they showered me with champagne, I stripped to my underwear to reveal one of my favourite sets: My black satin Honey Birdette set with gold chains. I dived into bed with the couple, what a couple, but also…WHAT A BED! A four-poster with a mirror ceiling! If anyone could have seen the view the three of us had…just incredible!
As we chatted over our Moet & Chandon, Sophie told me that while she’d slept with women before, neither of them had had a threesome! So I felt thrilled and flattered to be chosen to be the lady to give them their first experience of it (my first threesome ten years ago was a really good one, so it’s nice to be able to pass it on!), and I felt a responsibility to make sure they both thoroughly enjoyed it. A began to kiss Sophie again, but this time a lot more passionately and lingeringly than in the lift! Gavin just wanted to watch us at first. Sophie had a beautiful nymph-like body, which I kissed all over until I got to her gorgeous little pussy, which I licked gently and fingered delicately while she moaned. Gavin could watch no longer and started to want some action, so Sophie and I tore ourselves away from each other and began to suck his cock, both of us flicking our tongues around his erect member as it got as hard as it would go!
He slipped his cock inside me and gave me the hard fucking I’d been waiting for (and thoroughly deserved!) that evening, while I continued with the licking I’d been giving Sophie, and watched her orgasm as I ran my tongue over her juicy clit. It must have been a sight for her to watch in the overhead mirror. Gavin pulled out of me and thrust himself into Sophie’s very wet cunt, while I climbed aboard her face and put her tongue to work on my clit. And my God she was good! It might have been one of her early experiences, but I guess many women know intuitively how to make another woman have an exceedingly explosive orgasm. I was literally shuddering, but so was Gavin, as he came as hard as I did almost simultaneously.
The three of us couldn’t have been more satisfied, and I left the lovebirds grinning like Cheshire cats while I slipped out into the night once more. I can’t help imagining what that mirror had seen though…!
Tuesday, October 23rd 2018
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Filthy Power Play Fun
I was delighted last week when me inbox was graced with a message from Oleg, a young dominant businessman from the European continent requesting a meeting with himself and a regular sub of his, LeanneMoorhead. Loving a good duo session, I obliged and came along to meet this handsome man and gorgeous brunette lady at a plush hotel in Paddington. I almost blushed when I met this guy for the first time, so good-looking was he, and with such lovely manners as well…little was I to know that he was also an absolute demon in bed! Leanne was ravishing too, and we clicked immediately. I was to be the dom-sub while she was the sub-sub, so I would be taking commands from Oleg but dominating Leanne as I and Oleg saw fit.
Wow. What a beginning! It put the ‘beg’ into ‘beginning’ actually, as Oleg throat-fucked us both in turn, each of us begging for more while the other had her turn on his delicious cock that was dripping with our spit! Then one of us would suck his balls while the other deep-throated his thick cock. Oleg moaned and pushed our heads down onto his groin where we stayed for an inordinate amount of time before coming up for air!
Next it was time to fuck us…my turn first as I was man-handled into doggie-style with Leanne below me, licking my clit while my juices dripped down onto her face. My pussy was positively longing for cock! And cock it got…but all Leanne could do was lick me while I was pumped furiously by Oleg from behind. We switched positions so that Oleg and I were in missionary with Leanne sucking my hard, swollen nipples. I came to a very loud and writhing orgasm at this point!
But then Oleg grabbed Leanne and swung her around so that she was facing up with her legs on each side of his neck. “Do what you will to this slut,” ordered Oleg, so I clambered on top of her face so that my pussy was right in it (again)…and what a good slut, she made me cum once again!
Oleg then got her to ride him, with me behind her. His cock was in her ass this time! I saw the opportunity, grabbed her shoulders and bounced her up and down on his cock. She loved it! I called her a dirty bitch and slapped her face…she just looked at me with lustful eyes.
We dragged her to the bathroom for the finale…in the bath I pissed into her mouth. A huge seemingly non-stop waterfall gushed out onto her face! But what a good girl – she supped up nearly every last bit. As she did, I masturbated Oleg and helped him cum to a staggering orgasm, spraying torrents of jizz over both me and Leanne. What a deliciously filthy threesome!
Oleg was straight into a business meeting afterwards (the dirty boy!), but me and Leanne had a lovely chat about our work and our passion for engineering our lives around sex! Definitely one to be repeated.
Thursday, October 18th 2018
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Doctor's Orders!
I met a very cute guy in his 30s called Jeremy at my private apartment in the City earlier this week, who had requested that Nurse Phoenix got a promotion to Doctor Phoenix, the company doctor, and I was to see him in order to give him a general medical assessment. But Doctor Phoenix, not only being very tactile but also very highly-sexed, might have to over-step professional boundaries in order to satisfy her own desires!
I gave Jeremy a warm welcome to my surgery, and after a brief chat to establish medical history and any recent complaints, I asked him to strip to his underpants. I administered a blood pressure test and checked his pulse. All was well. Jeremy had a nice, tight, fit body and admitted to being a keen cyclist. I guessed his weight correctly (I have an intuitive ability to do that which also extends to willy size as well!), which astonished Jeremy, so I caught him off-guard by asking him if I could inspect his body, and ran my fingers over the various muscle groups of his body. I could see this excited him somewhat, as a bulge with a very wet tip started to rise in his underpants. My wandering hands slipped over his chest, stomach and down to his pants, where I caressed gently around the fabric holding in his hard cock...and then onwards over his buttocks. I whispered in his ear (my lips only millimetres from his ear), “Everything seems to be in good working order with the exception of the muscles around your groin area. They definitely need some attention”.
I told Jeremy that I was well-trained in osteopathy and was happy to provide him with a localised massage to that particular area. He agreed that he was in good hands and glad to allow me to attend to this part of the body. I was adamant that the underpants were to come off at this point though, which Jeremy was slightly confused by at first, but then relented once I assured him of my healing touch.
And so the groin massage began, with Jeremy’s cock remaining hard. First I applied gentle pressure with my fingertips teasingly around the base of his cock, then I slowly but surely made my way up the shaft to the tip. “It would be helpful if I could use my mouth to give you a kind of oral massage,” I offered. Jeremy has no objections to that, so I started to give his cock some little tantalising licks, flickering my tongue over the sensitive parts of his cock while I watch Jeremy respond, sometimes moaning with pleasure and sometimes twitching when I suddenly hit a hot spot.
My teasing and edge-play went on for ages, with me leaving Jeremy in the brink until I knew he could take no more. I ordered him onto his feet while I knelt on the floor in front of him. I took his dick deeply into the back of my throat until his moans intensified into a climax. Jeremy took his dick out of my mouth and he sprayed his cum all over my face. What a terrible mess he had made of Doctor Phoenix! Not that I minded much. The sexiness of a pretty face with eye make up smeared and dripping with spunk is just what the doctor ordered.

  

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