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Friday, October 30th 2020

OH HOW I'VE MISSED YOU XXX

If I wave a white flag, bend down ever so slowly while lifting my dress up so that you can see that I’m wearing your favourite stockings and suspenders paired with your favourite heels and no underwear… will you forgive me for my absence?

I know, you have been having sleepless nights, wondering why has Naomi Vee Cee forsaken me? How can I go on another day? You haven’t been eating and you haven’t been sleeping (‘gosh here we go’). Well, cry yourself to sleep no more. Naomi Vee Cee is back in town with her insatiable appetite and only wants to play with those who can handle a sexy horny banshee goddess (don’t question it, just move on) :-) It has been far too long ( to the point where I don’t think I have been functioning properly) and to be quiet honest (and while obviously still being a lady of course) I could really do with a very good stiff throbbing cock and someone that wouldn’t mind my love juices running all over their face while I have their head locked between my thighs ( I promise to start off gentle ;-) and let you leave with your neck still intact). Although I am always a lady, my throat is gagging for a good ol throat fuck (see what I did there? Gagging… gagging… did you get it?!) I have (and not ashamed to say) continued to build my toy collection (what else is a girl with a possessed clit supposed to do?)I have immensely enjoyed the feel of my own fingers strumming my bean while my other hand gently caresses my proud nipples, thinking and missing all the fun and games and ooooooooh boy I cannot wait to play, and cam with you :-) As some of you may know, I have my fingers in some other pies (not just inside me, thank you very much!) as I am amongst a few passion projects (yes heuxing may not be a project but it sure as hell is a passion) I am spreading my time (and if you’re lucky, my legs((gosh I’m on a Benny Hill roll here) meaning that I will be heauxing a few days a week and also dedicating some time to 1:2:1 glamorous cam play with my gentlemen and lady friends.

I hope you and all your loved ones are all well and you have been looking after yourselves. Nothing is ever perfect, and we are living through mind bending times, but I do hope you have been able to focus on the positives. I have truly missed you and cannot wait to catch up. Thank you for your patience as I am currently catching up on emails and messages. Thank you for thinking of me. My international friends, I am missing you too and hope to see you in London soon but for now, I will be back on my personal skype and extending my cam play via AW too (the crowd cheers) but you can see more on that on my updated profile.

My deliciously naughty Scots men and women (and yes, what they say is true) I hope to be back in town once things have calmed down a little too. I cannot wait to be back in the beautiful land of Edinburgh.

I know my return has caused you more joy than a cure for Covid would ;-) (don’t question it, just roll with it)

Kisses in abundance Xxxx

Monday, July 6th 2020

GUESS WHO'S BACK & VICIOUSLY HORNY??? :-)

HELLO, HELLO, HELLO MY BEAUTIFUL HUMANS :-)

I hope you and your loved ones are all well and you have had a chance to safely enjoy the outdoors.

QUARANTINE WITH NO PLAY HAS MADE ME VICIOUSLY HORNY AND I’M READY TO START THINGS WITH A BANG

You thought my wand and I were best friends before the lockdown? Well, I have now named her Tabatha and she can no doubt, pick my throbbing clit out of a line up (because it’s a crime to be blessed with a clit that doesn’t quit

) and in saying that, my butterfly vibrator has also been working it’s clitoral magic too (amongst some of my other toys). It slips in discreetly but also massages the perineum while the gentle humming ripples through the vulva while I tease my nipples with my vibrating clamps. Now as some of you may already know from experience, some of us ladies can get incredibly horny during certain times of the month and shock, shock horror…. some of us have insatiable appetites. (If you’re disgusted at this point, I suggest you don’t read the rest). So for me, when I wake up and know that I’m not going to be able to focus until I ‘O’ a little (believe me, not even coffee can help) and I’m locked in isolation (poor me), I love to pop my vibrating nipple clamps on and let Tabatha edge me to my first ‘O’ of the day. There’s never a need to rush, I like to take my time with it. Alternatively, I slip in my butterfly, make sure I have my remote control and switch her on throughout the day, sometimes having to recharge her to allow her some rest before she slips back in to please me for the rest of the day, as the mood strikes while my nipples vibrate away in unison.

Now toys are lovely, I love my toys, believe you me and I always love to mix things up with or without them but the real thing… now there is nothing that replaces that.

As I return to the land of ‘heuxdom’ next week, I, of course, have a few things on my list that I cannot wait to indulge in:

-I think my clit may burst from its first beautiful kiss, tongue flick, and suck. I just want to lie back while you slowly let her know how much you missed her.

- My subs – I am looking forward to hovering (like a lady) over your face while you kindly ensure the dildo gag that I have firmly placed in your mouth finds the magic spot

- Slow sensual sloppy cock worship… Oh how I’ve missed you

- Having my firm nipples sucked and feeling your tongue flick over them while I drip all over your fingers

- Mutual masturbation – I still have the most pleasant flashbacks of using my double-headed vibrator with one end inside me and the other inside my gorgeous lady friend…

The others and there are others, I will have to share with you in person or you are more than welcome to discover what I have been missing.

P.S I haven’t forgotten about part 2 to my previous entry… This was just supposed to be a quick entry to let you know that I was going to be in town next week but my horny ass, got carried away. Forgive me xxxx

P.P.S I cannot, cannot wait to share my new pics and vids with you… I have had more than enough time on my hands to take a few for you :-)

Monday, April 20th 2020

It was the strangest of times...

It was the surrealist of times….

Usually, I begin by setting the scene with me sitting at my table, in my tower (like the fair maiden that I am) dipping my quail feather pen into my pot of ink ready to update you on my escapades. I have my naked hotties (male & female because I like options even in my imaginary world) playing their harps (also known as Spotify – Grace Jones is currently asking me to ‘Pull Up To Her Bumper’) as I write away, only this time, I’m locked in my tower, living through the most peculiar times. WE are all living through the most peculiar times (Naomi, honey, you already said that at the beginning. Most importantly, I came on this site to forget my blues so) Ok Ok Ok…. I hear you

. Can I just say that I hope you are well, self-isolating, looking after yourself and you and your loved ones are all well?

Your wish is my command

… I have created a members-only section titled ‘For Your Eyes Only’ via my website to bring you some extra sunshine where I can You’ll find NSFW videos, private pics, erotic gifs, blogs and memoirs.

How am I? – I hear you asking (I know that you care)
Everything isn’t perfect but I am alive and kicking (eager to get back out), I am well, and my loved ones are all well. For those that have kindly called, text, emailed and left messages, I truly appreciate being in your thoughts, especially at this time. Depending on when the world is safe for me to play again, I plan to be back in ‘heux action’ around June / July. Depending on if it is safe for us to play again.

Self-isolation is challenging for all of us. I keep drifting off to memories of ‘normal life’ and the simple things ( If you see a girl standing outside Starbucks, staring lovingly at her ‘tall almond latte, that’ll be me) drifting off to naughty thoughts, thoughts of social events and ‘adult gatherings’ without a care in the world (safety first, always) but I’m getting ahead of myself. There will be more on that later.
As it’s ‘constantly horny’ week (the week where my libido is through the roof, my boobs go up a cup and all my sweet spots are extra extra sensitive) I’m testing out my new toys and tending to my err insatiable needs. I thought it was only fair to share my continuous joy with my ‘For Your Eyes Only Members’

So… as I have a habit of writing bible length updates, I have decided to break up my entries as I have more than enough time to entertain you… (this is the part where you hear a harp play, I look up into the distant as a thought bubble appears above my head, indicating a flashback)
My delightful couple and I arrange to meet for lunch, a stroll around the Warhol exhibition before we head back to our playground for the afternoon.

(I highly, highly recommend the Warhol exhibition if you haven’t had a chance to see it yet).

I take out my double headed vibrator out of my bag of toys and head to the shower with Mrs L to get a little girl on girl play in before. I gently slip one end of the vibrator into Mrs L as I watch Mrs L gently stroke herself and I slip the other end in. Lathering each other up and making sure we keep each other clean while the vibrator works its magic. Turned on would be an understatement. I try not to buckle in pleasure and have the other side of the vibrator slip out as Mr L comes in, and leans against the bathroom wall and begins to stroke himself. We beckon him over and as he stands over the other side of the bath, already firm and standing to attention, we begin to tease him and lather his cock. Teasing him by edging, we ask him not to move, or touch himself as Mrs L and I go back to appreciating one another.

Knowing I am about to come as I can hear Mr L breathing heavily as he does as he is told. I begin stroking Mrs L as she gently slides her hands from my neck down to clit and I tingle with delight as she tells me she is coming, she is coming, she is coming.
Mr L still standing, one hand on his chest and the other on his thigh, wanting to stroke himself, Mrs L bends over and takes her husband into her mouth, as he stands over the bath. With my vibrator still locked in tight, I allow myself to give in and come as I watch Mr L tense up and come as Mrs L deep throats him as he watches me play.

As we sip on champagne while getting ready for our costume party, (you can see a part of my costume on my personal blog page: bunny ears, fur coat, butt plug with a tail, thigh-high boots and of course, my whip in tow) I smile and think to myself ‘ I’m really looking forward to seeing what’s in store for this evening….

Monday, February 24th 2020

'WHY DOES A GIRL LIKE YOU... CHOOSE TO DO THIS?'

Hello, hello, hello...Ok... Ok... Ok... let us begin as always with me at my desk, dipping my quill feather into a pot of ink ready to blog my heart away. Let us imagine, I have topless hottie (male or female, you decide) playing the harp as I update you on my 'escapades'( I'm actually listening to 'To Catch And Kill'. A brilliant podcast. Lies, spies, and conspiracy. Things you wouldn't believe. I am hooked. Give it a listen if you are into podcasts... you won't be disappointed!).

I cannot believe we are in March (ok not quite march but we can see it on the horizon). 20/20 is already flying by and keeping me on my toes. I hope you all had a loving Valentine's day, were also spoilt rotten and managed to get some love all over you :-) I spent my Valentine's week in the beautiful land of Edinburgh. If any of my fellow heux's are reading this, I highly recommend Edinburgh ( there's plenty to go around for us all). A beautiful city, deliciously naughty gentlemen, great restaurants, great for shopping and culture. I may have already finished some of the chocolates that I was blessed with ( you are worth the extra hour at the gym I suppose) and (clears throat) look forward to my belated V day gifts from my 'London Lovers' now that I am back in town (cheeky mare). Roses are always, always beautiful but to my shock and squealing delight, I received a small Japanese Ginseng Bonsai Tree! I know, different right?! Being a spiritual heaux, Mr. Calm Waters explained that it is known to bring you or enhance positivity and good luck. I am ready to be washed in nothing but positivity.

Speaking of Japan - Another recommendation for my Netflix addicts, I highly recommend ( for those of you that don't mind subtitles) ... wait for it... 'My Husband Won't Fit In' Yes, its exactly what you think it is. It's a beautiful story about a married couple who have been unable to have penetrative sex simply because the husband cannot fit into his wife. Charming. He begins to seek his sexual satisfaction via escorts and the wife secretly meets men online to have sex as she discovers she is able to sleep with other men. I won't spoil the ending for you but it's safe to say, it's rather entertaining.

Now back to the title of this blog's entry. I know the question is not filled with any type of malice and purely just an innocent question but anytime I'm asked, the first question that comes to my mind is ' Pray, tell me, what 'type' of girl do you think decides to engage in the world of pleasurable experiences.'? Now before I continue, I know and understand that there are numerous reasons why people choose to become ' Pleasure Queens / Kings'. I am not here to judge anyone else's reasons or look down on anyone's situation. I also understand that there are sometimes unpleasant or horrific experiences. I am in the fortunate position to be selective in who I see and do not see a high number of pleasure seekers. I am naturally down to earth, laid back BUT this experience is about us BOTH enjoying ourselves. I have a 'normal' life, a 'normal work-life' outside the world of heauxing. I'm just a little holier than though in my 'normal life' ;-) Although some consider a little too open-minded. IF THEY ONLY KNEW!

I'm incredibly grateful to the circle of girls that have embraced me, the advice, and their learning from their experiences. All highly intelligent with lives outside of this world. I understand that I am suited to the discerning gentleman/couple who likes to spend a couple of hours, an afternoon, a day or so forgetting his / their stresses or doesn't mind some extra sunshine entering his / their lives and what we do behind closed doors or in public (depending) is our little secret.I am comfortable in my lane.

To start off with the 'Heux Basics'. I am indeed a horny minx who loves exploring the body and the mind :-) There, I said it. (No Sh$t Sherlock) I see no issues with swapping juices and stimulating the juices of the mind ('juices of the mind'? Allow me to get away with that one) Breakfast at my favorite location. I happily ride you as you beg for me to come all over your face at around noon. At around brunch, we catch the exhibition that we are both keen to see. Excitedly, we head back to your hotel where you have my favorite bottle on ice while we have a soak in the bath before we indulge in edging to foreplay perfection. Pleasure, upon pleasure. The donations, sometimes gifts,the opportunity to travel, the conversations, the mentoring, and the belly laughs make Naomi a very happy heaux. Slightly hedonistic but hey, it helps.This world has allowed me to have the time to throw myself into my hobbies and passions in my 'normal life' (no not just the bedroom antics). As weird as it may sound to some of you, it has allowed me to be a lot more independent (fear not, I'm not going on a female empowerment speech but I won't deny it is truly empowering).

I'm sexually curious, kinky and adventurous - another box ticked that may help a little in this world. My eyes have been opened (still opening) to some glorious experience and dare I admit that my mind has been kicked ajar and that is saying a lot as I had considered myself to be very open-minded. You have absolutely no idea what anyone is into. No idea what so ever. That shy gentleman that is unable to hold eye contact without blushing.... he'll take you to your first visit to a sex dungeon. The bubbly gentleman that loves an erotic shave, the cheeky gent that loves for me to make him cum in public ( please note that we or shall I say he tries not to leave a mess and if he does, he's instructed to clean it). The calm gent that always arrives with my favorite bottle and a good old natter on the sofa. It's an experience we BOTH get to enjoy :-) Xxx

Tuesday, December 31st 2019

NAOMI IN WONDERLAND

Hello, hello, hello

Long time, no blog. I hope you have been looking after yourself, had a wonderful Christmas and have taken full advantage of the festive break while perving repeatedly at all my new pics on my new website (shameless plug).

Can you believe it’s New Years eve?! I can’t believe how quick this year has gone.
Allow me to set the scene… I’m at my desk, dressed in my silk kimono robe, slightly open as I dip my quill pen in my pot of ink ready to update my blog.

‘What have I been up to?’ I hear you ask (Wait, what? Naomi, I think those voices are coming back again darling). I’m still wandering in the Wonderland of Heuxing, wide -eyed and innocent (excuse me I heard that!) and still have an extra spring in my step. Sure, I recently had the pleasure of celebrating my 1 year heux anniversary (why thank you :-) yes it feels like it has flown by! ) so I have a little bit of experience on my side and I can look back and say I still feel incredibly lucky (here we go again). To those that I have known from day one of this hustle, those of you that I have met halfway through and to my new guests, thank you for subscribing to a healthy dose of sexy Naomi (it’s my blog, I can call myself sexy). I’ve been able to embrace my ‘healthy appetite’ with like minded people in so many ways. As a person with a zest for life, I grab on to the opportunity to learn something new from every person that I meet, with varied tastes I must confess this secret adventure of mine is ticking all the boxes.

Where else can one indulge in sexual fantasies with no shame? Enjoy the most random conversations in all types of locations (you would not believe!) with all kinds of people? Expand your mind and lust safely and freely?
Now don’t get me wrong, I would hate to paint a perfect picture, but I can say the positives have outweighed the few negatives. I’ve always been drawn to people and seeing what makes them tick (yes even with clothes on) and this world has allowed me to delve and I mean really delve into experiences, conversations and ‘positions’ that will leave me smiling in my rocking chair one day, while I think of my days in the Wonderland of Heauxing.

Speaking of pleasurable experiences (see what I did there? Like my segway?)

Mr Posh Friendly Giant had the absolute pleasure of first meeting earlier in the summer. Laid back, relaxed, generous, and well versed in the language of humour and sarcasm (You should have seen the brilliantly cheeky card I received on our first meet. (The other gifts made up for his cheek

) Our meetings go from face riding orgasms to good old discussions and everything that’s in between.
Mr PFG arrives at the apartment, looking as smart, clean cut in his suit as always. We chat as freshens up in the shower while I await tingling in excitement.
As we warm each other up with slow sensual kisses, Mr PFG suggests to me he has something he would try. An idea that came to him while he was in Rymans. (Rymans? I hear you ask) To say that I was intrigued was an understatement and boy oh boy did he have the perfect thing in mind to hit all my sweet spots (and I may have a few of them)

As I lay back and melt into his mouth and feel the warmth sensation of his soft lips, I feel something that can only be described as a soft feather, brushing against the inside of my thighs. As he caresses my skin, I am already relaxed, head back, giving myself to the glorious feeling between my thighs. Feeling a mix of tongue, mouth and ‘feather’ lightly brush against my perineum (the spot with all those nerve endings). Taking his time, caressing, gently rubbing, sucking, kissing and licking. Several waves of orgasms take over and I look down to find a wet patch and my ‘lust cream’ over Mr PFG mouth. To my surprise, I find…… PAINTBRUSHES!!! If you could have seen my face. All different sizes of paintbrushes.
Well… who would have guessed. Rymans. Mr PFG. Thank you for your paintbrushes and thank you for your brilliant idea

Mr & Mrs Lust. What can I say? What can I say? (If this was a film, this would be the part where, I look up, sitting at my desk, while a harp plays, and we cut to a flashback).

Couples are always interesting.

Is this something they both want to participate in? What will the dynamics be like? Does the other woman really want to participate in this? (Naomi, does it really require all this thinking?) For me, yes. I’m not bi for pay. I thoroughly enjoy playing with ladies and gents. No shame in my horny games plus, it really is boring when a girl is just bi for pay… but far from boring when all participants are willing participants

OK… back to Mr & Mrs Lust… lets get to the day of the meet.
I arrive at the hotel with my mini case in tow, full of toys (one never knows what they may need, and I like to cum prepared

) We start our playtime with drinks at a bar while getting to know each other. As expected, Mr & Mrs L are incredibly relaxed and welcoming (just as they were on the phone and over email) and although present, my imagination starts to run wild as they share stories of their previous experiences. For those of you that already know… I’m into my retro porn and porn stars. Natural is a beautiful thing (although I have had the pleasure of playing with the enhanced female form and I must say… some of these doctors truly know what they are doing) for me, usually, I prefer natural curves and fuller breasts (how dare you objectify women!). Mrs L would not look out of place in a retro flick. Plus, she had great style, so I was crushing from the moment of meet. Mr L was thoroughly amused by our obvious appreciation for one another, but we made sure not to leave him out.

Mrs L and I make our way up first (me and my wet thong) and before I head to the bathroom to freshen up, she pulls me in for a kiss that left me with no doubt, she’s female friendly too

I step out the shower and Mrs L makes her way in with a look on her face that lets me know she is ready for play.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror with Mrs L behind me, she kindly begins to ‘assist me’ with moisturising my skin with oil. As my body is firmly arched into hers, she massages her fingers down to my thighs where she discovers how wet I am. I spread my legs and she doesn’t skip a beat. She takes her time playing with my clit as I watch her in the mirror as she watches me. I turn around and make my way down to find her juices flowing too. She sits on the edge of the bath and the sound of her enjoying my ‘tongue blessings’ has me quivering.

A few moments later, Mr L appears in the bathroom already stripped and ready for the festivities. He comes in for a kiss while stroking himself while watching Mrs L and I enjoy each other.

We take the exploring in the bedroom and Mr Lust pulls the chair next to the bed and we find ourselves in what I like to call a ‘pleasure circle. Mr Lust playing with himself, Mrs Lust playing with herself and me with my wand (ahhh the magic of clitoral simulation). To watch Mr Lust and Mrs Lust engage with each other is a beautiful thing. Passionate attentive and clearly both into it and both do not shy from dirty talk…. There’s a way of doing it that just hits the spot right? Watching them so turned on of course had me incredibly turned on. From remote controlled anal stimulation play ( you are indeed very welcome Mr L) while face riding and having my nipples sucked on at the same time (I mean, talk about making your guest feel right at home

) From strap ons, to cock rings, clitoral flicks with the tongue and tie and tease… I have memories stored in my ‘wank bank’ to use over and over again and looking forward to our next meet, just a tiny bit

Mr Delicious Hunter 😊
One minute we were on the sofa snacking on some delightful treats he had kindly brought for us to share, the next, we had both moved on to dessert.

I find myself on the floor, legs in the air, while Mr DH sucks, licks and kisses my inner thigh making his way to my sweet, sweet, sweet spot. It’s simple and oh so true. When it comes to the magic of oral (plus everything else) you must enjoy giving it (obviously only if the person on the receiving end is into it too). Believe you me, there is a great difference in ‘I guess I should go down there and swing my tongue around’ to ‘I’m going to worship her pussy (because she is a queen… no comments allowed

)’ Same thing goes for blowjobs. Gentlemen…. You know when a girl is really into it. Plus, she should be making you feel like a king too, of course.

The thing about a tall guy (I don’t discriminate when it comes to height and nor am I hinting that I expect all my tall guests to do this as I don’t need you leaving in a back brace or having to explain how you injured your back when you get home) is that I’m an absolute sucker and its hot as fiddlesticks when a guy lifts me up, wrap my legs around my ‘giant’ while he gives you a ‘good seeing too’.(Hmmm… I must try that with a woman… I haven’t done that with a lady yet. Ok Naomi, back in the room now).

Lifted to the bedroom, we can hear I’m soaking through finger play, through penetration and deep penetration is only making us both wet. (Poor me). I can feel my own warm squirt juices hitting my thighs. Worshipping Mr D H cock in all its hard-firm wonderful glory. Sloppy, slow and loving every second of it myself.

Moving across the room but not quite sure how we ended up on the other side of the room, let’s just say we bless every piece of furniture.
With my strap on firmly in place, I lube Mr DH ready for penetration and he lowers himself on my firm friend. We find the perfect rhythm as he rides my strap on, I bend over and continue with my cock worship (told you I loved it) while trying not to come.

Everyone orgasms differently. That’s the beauty of an orgasm. Some people let you know (it’s so sexy. I don’t know why I find it sexy) Some people tense up without saying anything as you watch their love juice spray and dribble ( I suspect this is a skill perfected when pleasuring oneself as a young boy at home or boarding school

) and there are those, my friends, that come, like a work of an art, naturally. My orgasms do take over my body when you hit the right spot, so I encourage you to come as you wish. Let’s not worry about the neighbours.
MR DH comes in a way that can only be described as a giant wave that turns into a beautiful long-lasting ripple with a sound that comes from the bottom of his diaphragm. As a fan of watching gentleman come, I in turn feel myself coming as I watch him spray all over my…. In turn playing with myself as its an incredible turn on.

Sure, the neighbours probably heard us but hey, I’m sure the neighbours want to join me in my wonderland too

xxx

Monday, October 7th 2019

Part 1 - Ask Not What Your Client Can Do For You..

But What You Can Do For Your Client :-)

I hate using the term 'client'. I prefer saying 'Guest' or for the lucky ones... a Friend (;-))

Hello, hello, hello!!!
I hope you have been making time for the simple pleasures in life and enjoyed the summer just as much as I did. I can't believe the summer is over already. As a fan of the tropic heat, I took full advantage of the heatwave by basking in it whenever I got the chance to.
I know, I know, I haven't posted in a while this may turn out to be longer than Marcel Proust's 'À La Recherche Du Temps Perdu' but I can assure you, it's a little more on the fabulously x rated side of life ;-)
Now, it would be rude of me not to update you on a couple of things that I know you are eager to be updated on (as you are oh so desperate to know): My website / membership site. The problem with being a creative is that one can sometimes mull over or revise an idea over and over and over again or always find room for improvement so.... I’m revising my site from scratch and will then launch very soon. I will be sure to keep you posted.
I’m also revamping my AW page to include some new experiences etc... I won't bore you with it here but feel free to have a look when you have the time :-)
I will be in Edinburgh too soon (fear not, I will be sure to bring my dildos again plus all my other toys since I know how much you love them ;-) so be sure to keep an eye on my movements.

Now I know life isn't all rainbows and fairy dust ( I couldn't think of anything else but fairy dust, sorry) but I am still pinching myself at how lucky I have been in this heaux life of mine (by the way, I absolutely love it whenever I am with a guest / friend who uses the term 'heux' after reading my blog. I like to know I have polluted your mind;-)) I have had the pleasure of enjoying several trips recently, some very entertaining dates (last Friday was absolutely magical ;-), gifts that have blown my mind and some very generous donations. The good definitely outweighs the bad (very rare) in this heux life of mine and I am having the most beautiful experiences and feel incredibly blessed and will say that I am and will be eternally grateful. Gifts, treats etc are not to be expected (‘yes you all say that’ but it's the absolute truth). We are all grown and mature enough to know what this is, so to meet people who put so much thought into our adventures, organize the most beautiful experiences, kindly invite me on trips (I’m still pinching myself), gifts like my new Nikon SLR camera (I've started my photography class by the way :-))new photography equipment, my growing gin collection, my books for my dream home snug, the gift vouchers etc ( I know right?!) and the very generous donations to name a few things all leave me feeling blessed. I’m grateful to all those that kindly take the time out of the day to send me lovely messages via my blog and for the gentleman that are always on their best behaviour 😉 It's beyond a dream that I can also focus on a dream of mine too, but I'll share some more about that in the second instalment (you think I’m reading all three?!) Every summer has a story and this one certainly does.

The Gentle Sub
I'm excited about this trip. A location, I’m familiar with but excited to see it through new eyes and his excitement to show me his favourite restaurants, museum and a shop that is full of a certain artist's memorabilia has me super excited. We arrive at our destination and I can't wait to have a shower. He asks to run the bath so the he can bathe me. Who am I to deny him such a treat? (;-)) We fall into our dom and sub roles with such ease. My instructions are that I am to be bathed slowly by him while he stands by the side of the bath. As it's just a bath he has no reason whatsoever to get hard at any point as it's 'simply just a bath'.
As he steps out of his out of his trousers, I can already see his gorgeous dick print hard and ready for play. I get him on his knees and ask him to bend over as I gently lube him before I insert the chosen butt plug. As he stands, I can see he is now rock hard after I have inserted the plug and I let him know I am highly disappointed in him for not being able to follow my instructions. I see the delight in his eyes as we ramp up the play. I allow him to lead me to the bath and as instructed he bathes me slowly, and it's an absolute turn on to hear him breathing heavy and taking on his bathing duties very seriously. Pulling myself up while still sitting in the bath, I take my legs out the bath, spread them apart, I rest them on the separate ends of the bath and instruct him to massage and play with my tingling clit until its sparkling clean. This of course isn't a sexual thing, it's 'simply, just a bath'. As he begins to play, I reach over, holding his hard cock and hear him whimper. Gently slapping his balls and playing with his cock, I continue to let him know that I am very far from happy that he has 'ruined' my bath while giving him a hand job, and rather enjoy watching the way his cock flip around when I gently tap the side of the head of his cock ,while I continue telling him not to be turned on ( I am of course loving it).
I get out the bath and I’m followed to the bed where I tell The Gentle Sub to kneel in the corner and play with himself while I towel and oil myself keeping my eyes locked on him as he plays( a girl needs to be oiled after a shower or else her skin will become very dry and we don't want that). Once my important bits are oiled (:-)) I sit on the bed, spreading my legs and like a very good sub he takes his cue and crawls over and begins to slowly suck and kiss on my clit as I move my hips over his lips. There is nothing like a gentleman that loves and has mastered the art of cunninilingus. The Gentle Sub loves to hear me tell him that I'm not enjoying it, while clearly enjoying it (the juices always give it away), he takes his time flicking and sucking my clit while fingering me slowly and watching my juices run down his fingers. I love hearing the sound of him eating me and hearing his fingers move in and out of me.
I wrap my fingers around his throat as he kneels in front of me, raising him slightly so we are now eye to eye (knowing how much this turns him on how hard he really gets when I'm gently strangling him), I then take my other hand and start playing with myself, so wet that you could hear me playing with myself. He does as he is told and spits in his hand and starts playing with himself. Watching his eyes dart from my fingers playing with myself to my eyes, his heavy breathing gets even heavier and I know he is close to coming. Telling him not to come seems to always push him over the edge and he tells me he has to come, almost pleading which is always beyond sexy. I let him know I’m disgusted while I'm still playing and still very wet (yes, Miss Cartier, you are so disgusted, you are literally dripping on to the carpet). I watch his body tense as he is about to come, his eyes fixated on watching and hearing me play, I demand that he stands up, continue playing with himself over my breasts as I sit and pat myself wet. I explain that he is to continue to play with himself now, not move from his current position and not DARE cum let alone cum over my breasts. If he does, he will have to lick every drop off me and swallow it all .This of course, does the total opposite, I see The Gentle Dom tense up, I warn him not to think about cumming, he apologise that he is about to come ( I love the hearing it) and watch him come over my breasts, dripping to my stomach. Once he has finished decorating me with his 'lust juice' he does as told and licks and sucks the remains off my breasts, stomach and off his own fingers and swallows himself clean.
The perfect way to start a trip....
As you obviously have lots of important things to do, and to avoid you spending far too long reading, Ill bid you adieu for now but be sure to come back later this week as I'll post Part 2 (....
For those of you that are not ready for me to leave and desperately need an extra dose of Naomi, I've also updated my personal blog too. You'll find the link on my page :-)

Tuesday, July 30th 2019

One Girl, One Man & A Vibrating Egg ;-)

Hello, hello, hello!

I hope you've been looking after yourselves, have had time to enjoy the glorious sunshine and are all making plenty of time for some much-needed pleasure.

Current situation: sitting on a porch overlooking the sea in a very beautiful location (alright show off).
My trip to Edinburgh last week was fun, fun, fun - gosh you scotsmen really like to get adventurous. No complaints from me at all!

Those of you who are familiar with my blog will know, I am thoroughly enjoying the world of Domming. I now have a few subs of my own who want nothing more than to please. I like to do the same but who am I to tell them no.

Mr Sub Numero Uno and I are both documentary and foreign film lovers. He kindly invites me to join him at a midday screening. Obviously having discussed fantasies, sexual exploration in the past, I have the perfect idea.

Mr Sub arrives looking and smelling divine as always, clothes pressed to perfection which I always tease him about.

Before we leave, I direct his hands up my mid length skirt (short would be risky in this situation) where he discovers, I've decided not to bother with underwear. Venturing further, I hand him the remote to my pleasure egg (thank you Mr Englishman, the hours of fun I've had with this magical toy is countless. The vibration levels are all truly something else (please refer to my personal blog, you'll see I'm not joking). Today, the plan is to relinquish (with instructions of course) a little bit of the power in a different way. In public without anyone knowing that I desire nothing more, in this situation. He is to please my oh so horny urges.

The look in his eyes... Priceless.
To make things even more exciting, we ditch the usual cab rides and decide to hop on a train.
His instructions are to surprise me with a gentle buzz now and then knowing im already horny and looking forward to when we return.
Excited and eager for the buzz to 'occur' I find myself incredibly turned on and wonder if the egg could slip out from all the juices.... Worse, if I squirt... I have no barrier between my skirt...(me in the ladies loo standing there with no knickers on, skirt in my hand under the hand dryer 'oh don't mind me' )
First buzz occurs while we are standing on the platform. Giggling in delight and super turned on by the fact that no one around us has a clue that my 'pleasure kingdom's is in vibrating mode.
We take a seat and as we talk he rubs my knee (sweet spot alert) and as he does, I see him reach into his pocket and I'm already tingling like mad not knowing if it’ll be a gentle buzz or the full on pocket rocket mode. He starts off slow, I instruct that he keeps eye contact with me while I tell him what exactly will occur. This I can tell excites him
Now before I continue, the aim of the game is for both of us to hide our pleasure or try acting as normal as possible if either of us is to come in public.
Now those if you who have had front row seats to some of my orgasms know that I have been blessed with an extra sensitive sweet spot and orgasms that take over my body. (Apologies to those that have hit my sweet spot while having their heads in between my thighs... Tell the NHS Naomi sent you for your neck brace). Now imagine me on the tube, trying to contain the waves of gentle pleasure. Luckily for us both, the train isn’t so packed although a train full of people would have been very interesting to say the least!

We arrive at the cinema, sit in our allocated seats in the hope that a) no one has decided to sit in the back row (Unless they are happy to join us of course). Things are going to plan and as hoped there are only a few people.
We have a perfect view of the door and can spot anyone that comes in before they can see us.

We sit down, settle in waiting for the film to begin. I slowly reach down running my hands over his trousers him feeling him hard and ready to please. I unzip him and reach for his 'magic stick' and slowly start to tease letting him know that it's mine and I will do as I wish. Who needs lube when you have saliva? I spit in my hands and slowly rub my palm up and down his cock. His breathing changes (gosh don't you just love that) He warns he may not last long as he (errrr... You and me both!) I politely explain that I'm not ready for him to come yet and that he'll come when I say so.
Leaving him with his member standing to attention, poking out of his unzipped trousers, he begins to tell me exactly what he would like to do, almost pleading, in hushed tones. Beyond turned on, I instruct him to unzip and pull his boxers and trousers and sit back down. I run my tongue over the head of his throbbing cock (you have no idea how much I love to feel the throb or when you see, feel the pump from the balls... heavenly) leaving plenty of lube for me to play with his 'magic stick' teasing for my very own pleasure.
Slow stroke, stop, slow stroke, fast stroke and stop...
He reaches up my skirt, I encourage him to find and tease my clit. He fumbles for the remote to my pleasure egg, setting it on low vibration while teasing my clit. I instruct him to keep going knowing I'll come as he keeps rubbing my clit with a gentle but firm pressure. My nipples start to tingle as they always do but this time, with all my might, I leave them to tingle as I'm trying to hide an intense orgasm as quietly as I can, trying with all my might to control my spasms.
I pop out my toy which is now sticky covered in my 'love juice' and instruct him to open his mouth wide while I pop my toy in his mouth. Indescribably hot, I notice he licks some juice off, keeping his gaze directly on me. With the toy firmly placed in his mouth, I go back to stroking him firmly and pleasuring myself knowing he can hear how wet I am. I can feel his thighs tighten; I warn him 'not yet' only to hear a slight whimper, see his beautiful jaw clench and feel his warm thick love juice on my hands. I look down and can see the glisten of 'familiar juices' pump out with full force. Watching and hearing him trying to control himself while in public is a beautiful sight. I make him lick off the remains of his DNA off my very sticky hands as well my other hand which is covered in my own juices. His thighs and shirt covered in cum t and I instruct him to sit back down without pulling his trousers or boxers as it was naughty of him to come without my say so and like a very good boy he listens. We watch the documentary all the while with his trousers down. After a while, I hand him some baby wipes and instruct him to clean himself and pop his underwear and trousers back on and like a very good boy.... he does.

For your viewing pleasure, I’ve posted a new vid of me playing with my vibrating egg before slipping it inside me. I absolutely loooooooove the way it feels on my clit and you’ll see it makes me cream oh so quickly which makes it easy to just slip inside without anyone knowing its in there vibrating away.

Saturday, June 22nd 2019

Renaissance Woman

Hello, hello, hello :-)
I know... I know... I know.... I haven’t posted in a very long time and you have been having sleepless nights over it.
I hope all is well and you have been looking after yourselves.
I’m in my favourite local coffee shop, while Etta James's 'Sunday Kind of Love' plays in the back (perfect sounds to accompany a latte) while I look wholesome and innocent ( although the guy to my left has just started talking to himself ;-?) while I recap some of the fun ( some may argue, filth).
My mission is not to go on and on and on so I’m going to try and keep this short and sweet (just like you Naomi - why thank you).
I'm still attempting to be super woman, still freelancing, heuxing (you should know what this means now :-) and attempting to juggle some other projects (I’m from the 'I can do everything and anything' generation so let a girl dream).

I’m back in town this week ('how did we cope while you were away?') in the city of fabulous London and oh so ready to play. Hoping to also shoot with one of my very very very (can I add another 'very?) gorgeous duo partners this week which should be fun. I have my camera, lights and if all else fails, my phone, which I always shoot with. As much as I love the glossy images, I do prefer the simple click and snap and directing my on shoots. Plus, you get to see the real thing (very kind of me I know).

Currently having my blog turned into a website (I’m moving up in the world) still keeping some of the blog format as well as some other things. I can never have too many creative outlets AND I'm creating a 'Members Only' section. Personalised videos, pics, members rates etc. I'm also setting up my very own cam sessions and can’t wait to misbehave with some very naughty gentlemen. I already have my collections of masks ready and as some of you may know, I have more than enough toys. I have a friend that also wants to join me for a few sessions so that will definitely be fun and if you are very lucky, we may invite you to join us.

Mr Vin came back into town. A friend who had moved out of the country and was here for a couple of days and kindly asked if could I keep him company. After all the fun we had in Dubai, how could I resist?
Packing our favourite toys and a new toy I discovered from another friend (thank you Mr Toy Box)... I’m excited to catch up and very ready to play.
Let's say besides going to the theatre to see a show I really wanted to see and going out for a dinner, we really didn’t leave his apartment. Wanting to sample all my ' new services’ we wasted no time in catching up. A fan of my body to body oil massage, we soon made up for lost time. The absolute turn on was and is when he is begging to come. Bound to the bed and knowing his body... I love getting into fendom mode with him ( I know right!...I’m really, really starting to get into this and can proudly say I now have my own very sub but I’ll save for another entry... anywho I digress) He absolutely loves my new toy. I’m more than sure he was happy to be my hostage and have a severe case of Stockholm Syndrome (get over yourself love) by the time it was time for me to depart.

The Friendly Giant is a total sweetheart. A half glass full kind of gentleman. Whether we play alone, or we invite a friend, it always includes lots of belly laughs.

TFG arrives with a bottle and some treats. By the time he comes back into the room from the shower, my legs are already wrapped around my delicious partner in crime, as she sits with her back to me and I massage some oil (oil again - let’s say I have a year’s supply of baby oil / coconut oil) slowly over her breasts. She's into it, I’m definitely into it. TFG appears to absolutely love it and takes a seat. Hearing him please himself while he watches is an ABSOLUTE TURN ON to say the least. We beckon him over to join us and we. We end up in the shower, attempting to wash all our sins away. A little difficult with three people in the shower but we clearly didn’t allow that to get in the way.

I arrive to find Mr Blue Eyes waiting with a smile that would light up any room and greets me as if we have known each other for years. Deeeeeeeliciously handsome and clean cut and I note that he resembles someone famous on my 'crush list'. Sexy older gentleman with oh so gorgeous eyes? Err...yes please and yes yes please.
On arrival, I find a bottle of my favourite champagne on ice and I'm kindly surprised with a gift. My favourite perfume. Gold star for reading my profile sir. His energy puts me right at ease and we sit and get to know each other while we hydrate ourselves with champagne while stealing kisses. I note immediately he is a great kisser. I know I'm in for a very good night. The tongue action starts. We move over to the bed and discover each other’s sweet spots. A very passionate gent who knows his way around a woman's body. The time flies by and he asks if I would mind extended our time together. Are you kidding me?! Of course not!!!! I manage a cool ' I don’t mind at all' and the fun continues. We continue to play and talk, discussing our interests. Favourite films, books, music etc and I'm christened with the title 'Renaissance Woman’.
Being a true gent, he insists on waiting with me for my taxi and doesn't mind at all when it appears to be taking longer than planned.
As the taxi pulls away and I'm enjoying the mental playback of the night I bask in my new title 'renaissance woman... I like that'…. (get over yourself love).

xxxx

Tuesday, April 9th 2019

Lunch Time Pleasures

So I met with some fellow 'Pleasure Queens' and had a blast. I must say these ladies were absolutely gorgeous with personalities to match. I was introduced to the girls by someone that I had the pleasure of duo-ing (is that even a word?). A very positive experience over a late lunch. I walked away with so much knowledge and it was a pleasure to be able to talk openly. All different in their own way as well as beautiful and all intelligent (Fear not, I'm not going to go off on a feminist rant ) it was inspiring to be around a group of women on top of their game. Definitely looking forward to our next catch up!

Speaking of lunch, I met Mr Big Daddy ( a name he called himself in jest and I loved it so much it stuck) for lunch and ended up leaving ridiculously horny. Our seats were in full view so a juicy hand job wasn't an option, the bathroom couldn't fit two people in and oh yes.. I'm a lady :-) I should have brought my remote controlled vibrating egg. I know, I know. I'm definitely bringing my remote controlled toys to my lunch dates from now on. Oh the fun we could get up to.
As we sit and catch up, I notice the deliciously sexy host. Cute, sexy and owning her sexiness. Curves in all the right places. (I do like my girls to have curve). Mr Big Daddy notices my distraction and I happily confess she is exactly my type and I would happily,happily participate in getting to know her while Mr Big Daddy watched or participated. Either way the idea of him being there had me horny and wet while lunching. Both sitting at our table, looking innocent and wholesome we quietly described different scenarios involving the three of us. My mind switches from hot steamy showers, to the three of us squeezing into the small bathroom to going back to the apartment and locking ourselves in for hours. Both extremely horny by the end of our lunch, it had been the perfect foreplay for what Mr Big Daddy had in store for me. Ill save that experience for another day.

Mr Hot Granddad (who isn't actually a granddad but that is the name I have decided to bless him with) had me tongue tied from the moment he walked in (besides him being hot) I noticed he had very great posture. I'm so lucky I can get away with being able to hide blood rushing to my face or else he would have seen me just blushing away. I was even more delighted when he pulled out a bottle of champagne ( I needed to calm the nerves a little. I had the 'good' 'excited' nerves). We sit, talk and sip on Champagne and I discover that he has in-depth knowledge on one of my favourite topics. OK... fast forward....
He excuses himself, jumps into the shower and comes back out with a towel drying himself and my oh my... this is a gentleman that clearly enjoys a good workout. Now I like all types and I am a proud member of the 'dadbod is sexy' crew its all about how one carries themselves.
I could tell that he would definitely enjoy the full GFE simply from his oh so sensual kiss and when you hear that soft moan when locked in a deep french kiss.... it's game on. From the gentle roaming of his hands to the way he kissed and sucked on my nipples and made his way to one of my many sweet spots and the way he manoeuvred head to toe was something else. With stamina as if he was in his 20's (ladies, I'm telling you, older gents are the way to go) and his confidence and willingness to naturally switch into different positions with such ease. My nervous excitement turns to pure lust. Lets say my interest in the world of Karma Sutra has peaked.
When it was time for him to finally come, it brought me pure joy to watch him come intensely.

I've finally sorted out my NVC website (hurrah for you love). Something simple for me to post my old and new adventures, similar to my tumblr, but this time, I can post what I like (in your face tumblr!). Feel free to have a click whenever you like :-)

Monday, March 25th 2019

It's All About The Company...

Hello, Hello, Hello

I do hope you have been looking after yourself.

I know, I know its been a while and I have been slacking a little on the blog side of things.I'm currently sitting in a cafe (joy of freelancing is that you can create your office anywhere and look innocent while updating your heux blog). London is truly gorgeous when the sun is out right?
The issue now is I have far too much to write and don't want to bore you so what ill do is just break up my adventures in little bits as you don't need to be sitting here getting bored (errr... I'm already bored). I've also decided to create a twitter account (for friends with genuine accounts) that way I can also document my adventures as I go along.

Monday morning and I'm back in London after a ridiculously fabulous trip to Dubai (eye roll ((it's my first overseas trip in this world so let a girl bask in it for a minute)). Feeling incredibly, blessed and lucky (even before the trip with the people I have met and the adventures I have had so far), I'm slightly nervous about the trip as I've never been to Dubai and want to ensure that I avoid offending anyone out of ignorance. I don't lose sleep over if Mr Blue Eyes and I will get along for the duration of the trip as we get on incredibly well and he likes to laugh and debate as much as I do. (Bla bla bla.... speed forward). As expected, I arrive at my accommodation for the next few days and I fall madly in love with my surroundings. We, my dear, are not in Kansas anymore. (Of course, one can argue that razzle and dazzle of Dubai depending on which side you are lucky to experience it from, can be considered superficial. We discuss this many times on this adventure. He laughs at my excitement which I don't attempt to hide. A non swimmer who loves being by the ocean, the floor to ceiling windows look out to the beach and a balcony to relax on while we admire the view. First thing that comes to mind.... I would absolutely love to get up to no good on that balcony... 'doggy style first please sir' before we get to anything else (I am quick to forgot the law of the land for a split second). My dirty thoughts are interrupted when I turn to find that the entire bathroom ( as gorgeous as it is) is in a glass box, meaning... he'll have the not so sexy view of me shaving my legs at some point. (Panic, shock, horror I hear you scream. I know right!) I hadn't planned for this. I have no problem with him watching me shower or sing in the shower ( I go from Billie Holiday to Beyonce, you pick, depending on how comfortable I am with you). You'll be happy to know he didn't have to witness me shaving my legs at any point... I know you wanted to know and couldn't go on without knowing.

After we shower ( we were both very dirty of course and had to make dinner on time so we obviously had to shower together) we head to dinner( where we both crush on the lady waiting on our table and joke about asking her back to join us. Sadly this doesn't happen but we both clearly forget her by the time we get back). With inhibition out of the window, ( just the way I like it) the slow foreplay and seeing him incredibly turned on and hard as a rock has me soaking wet even before we really get down to it.
I absolutely love receiving oral from a guy who is really, really, really into it. Really, really into it. Mr Blue Eyes clearly has experience and obviously had lots of practice (different things work for different people), I'm finding that the left side of my clit is much more sensitive to my right (hey you learn something new everyday) and he takes absolute pleasure in what can only be described as a slow juicy massage with the perfect mix of suction and lick. Taking his absolute time and once he slips a finger ( a clean finger or 2 or three of course. Never 4 because I'm a lady) or a toy in (I didn't take any toys with me to Dubai... I was far too petrified to do so and kept imagining my suitcase being opened at customs because a vibrator went off) its indescribable pleasure. Waves of intense pleasure which I happily succumb to. He laughs that one day Ill crack his head open with my thighs when I orgasm (I really should try and stop this as he isn't the first person to say this to me). I take over as he slides back up for air (well deserved ). We had more than enough time to play and this was absolutely perfect as I could take my time starting slow and really worship, just as i like. Pure joy. I slide up and ride him ( a favourite of his and I hate to disappoint) to the point where he thinks he is going to come while trying not to come myself. I tease and draw him into conversation and tell he must engage in conversation while I continue to slowly ride him. Such a turn on. Getting him to the absolute point of denial had my juices dripping (told you I wasn't good at this dom thing. How the heck am I supposed to be in control when I'm dripping all over your cock?)
With a sex drive to match mine (the 'you may need help' kind of drive) we make full use of being in each others company over the next couple of days, Mr Blue Eyes takes me on tour of what he considers to be the hotspots of Dubai. An absolute gent, an old school gent, from flowers at breakfast (i know right) lunches, dinners, (lot of eating took place on this trip... in and out of the bedroom) roof top bars, museums etc. I take the time to explore when I have some time alone while he is in meetings. I'm floored by the generosity and the thought that has been put into the trip and grateful for it all. A girl can get used to this type of life but alas, its time for me to head back to London town. I happened to be away the week before in Edinburgh (will of course blog about it) before my trip to Dubai so I was very excited to see those that I hadn't seen in a while. I try and learn something where I can and this trip has reinforced that it really is about the company. I was fortunate to go on a trip with someone whose company I enjoy. My first week back ended on such a high and you know why... Its all about the company and yes, I will blog about it too :-)

Monday, February 11th 2019

Coming Soon... I Promise

Hello Hello Hello :-)

I told you I was a late sleeper. Current situation involves me multitasking while watching Netflix (I'm such a badass).
Hope you all had a fab weekend.
Just quickly stopping by to let you know that my Tumblr is being revised, hence why it's down. I'm working on actually turning it into an actual website. As much as I love Tumblr, the recent rules and regulations are slightly suffocating.
I need a creative outlet daaaaarling (she says oh so dramatically.
I hope to have it back up and running asap! (I'm sure the world will go on without it).

Have a fab week!

NVC
xxx

Friday, February 8th 2019

Toto, We Are Not In Kansas Anymore....

Ok so, as I havnt updated my blog in a while, it appears I have a lot to write. So imagine me at my desk, dipping my quill feather pen into my pot of ink, while I'm dressed in sexy lingerie (if you must know, I'm in a cut off sweatshirt). The secret adventures continie and im still learning so much. Ive met the loveliest of gentleman, a very cool, down to earth art dealer, a french writer who insisted we communicate only in French, the retired doctor, an upcoming trip to Dubai which I'm sooooo excited, to name a few 'liasons' :-)

For whatever reason, my brain works better at night. Ideas come pouring in (I didn't say they were good ideas) and even if I do have music on in the background, the stillness of the night helps. If I need to go to the office, I'm usually in early as I get to work in peace before the madness starts. I'm still somehow managing my normal life with my heux activities :-) Working in between orgasms seems to be going well, plus I was kindly gifted with a planner for Christmas from a very lovely gentleman (a heux needs to be organised now. In and out of my secret life).

I decided my profile needed a little bit of a shake up. I've added some personality ( some may say too much).
I featured my profile on the Escort of The Day (go me!) and surprisingly discovered that for whatever reason, my AW net caught the attention of those that work with words.
I did recieve some, let's say, colourful emails from gentleman that were not happy with my preferences and wanted to know why I wouldn't make exceptions etc but hey, i like what I like and make no apologies. Now let's move on...

I finally found a swimming class / instructor in an area far away from home as I'm a little embarassed about not being able to swim at my age and can imagine kids circling me, splashing water all over me (you do realise you'll get wet in water right?) while im drowning in the middle.
The biggest dilemma is... does one wear a bikini or a swimming costume to a swimming lesson? (Naomi, really? We have no idea what's going on with Brexit, the world appears to be falling apart and you are worrying about what to wear for a swimming lesson?! ) I know it's not important in the grand scheme of life but I am in a slight pickle.
I'll be sure to let you know once I've figured it out :-)

I had the absolute pleasure of meeting (let's call him... Mr Northern Gentleman) Mr Northen Gentleman, who was in London for a couple of days due to work. Friendly and approachable from the moment I open the door, he comes in beaming and is full of kind words. It becomes apparent that he has read my profile in detaill (I mean, how is that not a turn on?) and has had a look at my tumblr page. Some of my tumblr makes sense to him, some of it doesn't. I appreciate his honesty. Incredibly generous with his donation (especially as it was our first meet and he was yet to discover I genuinely enjoy what I do). Not only that, he tells me he has a gift for me and pulls out a Scott Walker compilation. He mentions he noticed my love of music and discovering new things so he thought I would appreciate it. I love it! I've put time aside this week to soak in the bath and discover the sounds of Scott Walker (the simple things in life). A lover of foreplay, we take our time enjoying each other. He tells me I have to discover his soft spot (I love a challenge;-)) and sure enough I find out what he likes. An absolute gentleman who certainly knows his way around a woman's body. No complaints from me and I'm looking forward to his next visit.

I had an absolute laugh with, let's call him Mr Tempo. Cheeky with a great sense of humour, he had me giggling and telling him off (not really telling him off) but explaining that his kind words were very much appreciated but he didn't need to repeat it... which only encouraged him to do so throughout the evening. He asked me to switch the sultry vibes to Chemical Brothers (love it) and let's say, he was able to match the tempo and had the stamina to extend his time of pleasure. No complaints from me.

Now, Mr Quintessentially English gentleman. Now considered a friend, I had the absolute pleasure of meeting him in my first week. We both like to talk way too much. So much in fact that he has kindly extended his usual time and I've recently had the pleasure of seeing him more than once a week. (My madness is yet to scare him away).
Always arrives with a bottle of something that sparkles, and a gift with a smile on his face. The beautiful thing about this secret world of mine is that, dare i say, im having some of the most honest conversations. Some may find our topics of conversation sensitive but we clearly love a good debate. Incredibly wise, Ive learned (and I must confess) that im suprised at how open minded he is. He kindly keeps an eye on my profile and let's me know when I'm far too creative with my spelling. Sometimes I just need to step away from the screen and come back so I can spot the glaringly obvious.
Incredibly generous with his advice as well as donations and last but not least his proof reading skills which I genuinly appreicate a it clearly isnt part of the gig.

Valentine's came super early with no complaints at all. Mr Gin man arrived beaming with another bottle of gin (My gin collection is crazy!) a bottle for us to enjoy and a large box of Valentine's chocolates. The plan was to try and keep them so I could savour them around valentines day but they didn't last. Yes... I ate all of them. Why do you think I taste so sweet ;-)
Cheeky ( I love a bit of cheek) down to earth and knows the true meaning of living life by living it to the fullest, the time always seems to run away from .

I had an absolute blast with Mr Nice Guy on our afternoon out (I always do). As much as I love an art gallery, an exhibition etc, I always worry that my friends may not be thrilled by the idea of walking around looking at dresses, paintings, sculptures or whatever is on display but I could see he was actually into the exhibition. We head back to my location and pop open a bottle. I must confess I'm already wet just thinking about all the fun that we are about to have.
Great conversation and legs shaking foreplay later (I'm sensitive, what can I say), let's say I drifted off to sleep with the biggest smile on my face. Not only did I have him to thank for the multiple orgasms, I now have my very own Art Pass that I can use for museums, galleries etc all over the UK, thanks to him

Wednesday, January 2nd 2019

I'm Ready When You Are ;-)

Hello, hello, hello!
Happy New Year To You All!
I hope you enjoyed the festivities and had a relaxing break.
My time off gave me plenty of time to do some of the things that keep me sane. I had extra time to just sit and read, go to the theatre, go to the cinema to catch an art documentary as well as a Japanese movie, catch up with loved ones and did a bit of work (normal life work, not heux work).
I've decided that I'm now going to add Yoga into the mix (don't roll your eyes, you'll benifit from my flexibility too). I just need to find a class that works with my schedule. I'll find it.
I'm my normal work life (I'm excited about some of the new projects that I've been asked to come on board to but also highly frustrated with some other things taking place... We all have some frustrations somewhere I suppose. Anyway, that's not why you are here. I'm excited to get back to my secret life (two weeks is a long time for a girl like me) and looking forward to catching up. I've updated my profile with new pics and gifs (let my creative soul breath) got some new toys, new bedroom wear (I'm such a lady) and uniforms. I'm ready to play when you are xxx

Tuesday, December 25th 2018

Heaux Heaux Heaux... MERRY CHRISTMAAAAAAS xxx

I can't believe it's Christmas! It feels like I just celebrated Christmas (by stuffing my face with the family). To think, this time last year, I was pure as snow ;-)
The party season is upon us, and like other other heuxfessional's, we are certainly grateful for it.
It's been a beautiful week, in a new location where lots of naughty memories were created and I'll certainly be returning to hopefully create more.
I'm still managing to balance my work life and heaux life (at least I think I am!) and the plan is to put aside some time during the Xmas break to focus on my work life so I'm prepped for the new year.

I had the absolute pleasure of meeting a professional photographer last week who after some very delicious playtime, was more than happy to give me advise, recommend and give me some much needed tips on entering the world of photography and I'm impatiently excited to start my classes soon! I wonder if they'll let me photograph the naked female form in my first term :-)

Its now the day before Christmas and we are moving into another year. It's now been a couple of months since I decided to carter to my err... incredibly high sexual appetite and what have I learnt?

- Im fortunate to be able to be selective with whom I see. This isn't about a conveyer belt of men coming (no pun intended) to get their pleasure and me not enjoying it. I've met some incredibly beautiful human beings. Some, dare I say are friends. (I'm not too keen on the word regulars. Kind of dismisses the fact that those I see often, are human... In my mind anyway). One of my very good friends I met when I was new and oh so innocent has left to a sunnier climate due to work. It was an absolute joy to spend time with him before he left. Ive also got naughty times in a sunnier climate to look forward too (don't overstay your welcome love).

- I am lucky to have met (is that what we we call it?) the absolute gentlemen that I know and who return when they certainly have a world of options. From those that enjoy my simple company to those that enjoy my very naughty, kinky side. From belly laughs to intense orgasm's, you are an absolute pleasure and I'm enjoying exploring and learning in every sense.

- I learnt I wasn't into dominating. I prefer being a bossy bitch in my normal life :-)
I rather like a man to take charge.
I didn't really know what the Girlfriend Experience was but it's category that I fall into with absolute ease. Girlfriend Experience mixed with submission, you'll have me dripping wet.
Being tied and blindfold (only to be practised with those you trust) is orgasmic on another level. It won't be fun if your mind is not at ease. My mind was blown. Let's just say, it involed lots of toys (everyday items used to blow my mind). Mcgyver meets 50 shades and I had no complaints.

- It's OK for a woman to embrace her sexuality and own it. I certainly enjoy the independence that this world gives me. I have no shame in enjoying this world. I'm learning what I like, discovering new things in and out of the bedroom. I'm also learning what I don't I like. I'm embracing that I sometimes do get incredibly wet. It's not something that I should be embarrassed about. Sometimes I squirt, sometimes I don't. My orgasm can be intense but I've learnt to just let go and enjoy it. I can enjoy it just as much as you do.

- Threesomes are always, always absolute fun. I had the absolute pleasure of meeting one of the sexiest girls I have had the pleasure of playing with, last week. Curves in all the right places, breasts to die for and difinetly knows how to use her tongue. My gentleman friend kindly asked what I like in a girl and he certainly delivered.

- Gifts are not to be expected and I genuinely appreciate every single item. You have no idea. I didn't enter this world thinking of gifts, the kindness that has been shown to me. I wasn't not too sure of what to expect really. Well, obviously enjoy lots of sex but it turns out that I also enjoy the companionship side of this life. Its not always sex (I know right!)
As I type and glance across my bedroom, I have my own private library of books that I happily get lost in and the library keeps growing. All books relating to conversations that I've had with a certain gentleman.
My own collection of gins (I honestly didn't know they came in so many flavours) and I'm becoming a bit of a conniseur (you wish love). My collection of perfumes, bottles of wine etc, I absolutely love. I must not forget the fabulous toy I received last week as a late bday gift. A remote controlled vibrator. A brilliant invention. It has given me plenty to smile about.Shout out to all the assistants running around picking up gifts for professional heuxs :-)
I'm looking forward to opening my Xmas gifts (in private of course). I do know that I have a signed book from one of my new favourite chefs, although it's been addressed to Naomi :-)

- I need to be on top of my voicemails (oh you get that many calls aye?!) I just need to be more disciplined. Texts and WhatsApp are easy to pick up in between seeing friends and working on my laptop (Naomi my dear, all you have to do is listen to your voicemail). I missed out on a fabulous trip with a very lovely gentleman because I missed a voicemail. Luckily for me, I've been forgiven and had a world of fun with him last week. Champagne for breakfast, some very naughty playtime and great conversation. Clearly one that has lived life to the fullest.

Ive heard some horror stories and I know that not everyone I will meet will have good intentions so I'd like to say thank you to those with good energy, thank you for making my experience so far a positive one. I have had to exercise my 'block list' for those that don't know how to behave but I'm not one to focus my energy on the negative, which reminds me... I met a very lovely Australian last week who reinforced that oneshould focus on all things positive. Honestly one of the most fascinating people that I have met. Speaks multiple languages (blew my mind with his Japanese and his knowledge of Japan).

To all my friends, I wish you and your loved ones (that includes the wives and girlfriends :-)) a very happy Christmas and a very happy new year.
I look forward to even more belly laughs, learning all types of things, getting engrossed in deep conversations, getting wet with you and intense orgasms.

Merry Xmas and a very happy new year xxx