It had been an unforseen evening, events should have been very different but this way was just as good. Candy was now asleep on the sofa, my boyfriend was asleep in bed beside me but I was awake....... Awake and extremely horny (thanks to edibles earlier) the thing was, I didn't want cock, I wanted pussy!
I imagined Candy coming up the stairs to use the loo, but instead of going back down to the sofa, she came into my room and slid under the duvet. I could feel heat radiating from her beautiful, soft skin and I couldn't resist putting my arm over her waist and pulling her closer to fit the curve of my body. There was no resistance and I was able to smell the fragrant oils in her hair and the delicate scent of cocoa butter on her skin. Then, her legs opened slightly, causing the tips of my fingers to skim the top of her pubic mound and her thigh; was this an invitation to explore?
I tentatively moved my fingers to where they just brushed the top of her outer labia and held my breath. Candy whispered "Go on Mamma" before moving her thigh to make herself more accessible. I gently parted her lips and soon found the small, hard nub of her clit which when I stroked each side of it released a big sigh and I felt her body relax back into mine even more.
Kissing Candy's smooth, dark shoulder I stretched my hand further down so that I could reach deeper between her moist folds on a mission to feel the heat inside her. Candy assisted by moving onto her back, looking up at me with her chocolate eyes. Tilting her chin forwards, she pouted her lips and slowly kissed me whilst her hand came up to stroke my breast and nipple. Nothing else mattered to me now except making her cum.
Suddenly, I felt movement at the side of us. I'd completely forgotten about my boyfriend, asleep next to me. Except he wasn't he was watching every move we made. As I had turned and seen him, Candy did too. Completely unfazed, she smiled, still cupping my heavy tittie in her left hand, her right slid across the bed and under the duvet, fingers wrapping around my boyfriends growing cock, making it harden. Making him gasp.
What followed is, I guess, pretty much every man's fantasy. Two girls, clearly into each other but also eager to please (and use) a big, throbbing dick. Sucking, licking and fingering wherever possible, there was very little sleep to be had that night; and Candy certainly lived up to her "sweet tasting" name. Maybe you'd like a taste of us both too??
Friday, September 27th 2019
First Time With Daddy (NOT age play, D/s dynamic)
Angel walked into the house filled with excitement and trepidation, the combination fizzing in her stomach, making it impossible for Angel to stand still. Daddy noticed, and smiled. Rope would be necessary this evening it seems. Leading his girl up the stairs and into his bedroom, she looked around with interest. Bags were out on the floor, but what was hidden inside? Angel was soon to find out. Daddy up-ended the first and bundles of neatly tied rope fell out onto the floor. Angel's eyes lit up and a big smile appeared on her face when Daddy instructed her to remove her top. The rope looped around Angel's body, pulling her tightly, cutting slightly into her soft, pale skin. In no time, she was bound. Unable to move. At Daddy's mercy.
Forced to bend over the bed, a shiver ran through Angel's body as she wondered what would happen next. Behind her, she could hear the rattling of hard objects, a tingle started in her pussy, impact play. Warm cheeks were on their way. Angel was right. Seconds later the heavy hit of Daddy's flogger caressed her bare behind, it felt fantastic and Angel pushed her bottom further up ready to recieve more, no, begging to recieve more. Daring Daddy to go harder. The heat coursed across her skin in waves, like the sensation of wetting yourself and the piss gradually spreading down your legs. Hot. Pleasurable. Addictive. The waves varied, depending on what implement was used. Flogger, paddle or hand. He was skilled in them all, and more.
After a time, Daddy wanted to switch things up. He untied his Princess, massaged her aching limbs and checked on her well being. As well as causing pain, he loved to cause pleasure too. Laying her back onto the bed, he moved over to his desk where his precious metal lay. Selecting his favourites the light glinted off the blades, as well as in his eye. Angel held her breath.
As the cold blade ran across warm skin, a smile ran across Daddy's face, Angel bit her bottom lip and gasped. This was something she had never experienced before, and she fleetingly questioned why before melting under the touch again and again. He could literally do anything at this point and she would submit. He had the most control she'd ever given. She was his, purely and completely. Trust is the best gift ever and there wasn't enough paper in the World to wrap Angel's gift!
The knife explored Angel's body with love and skill, up her legs, down the side of her cheek and across her throat, which she pushed eagerly forward, again, daring him. Testing his skill. A lesson clearly needed to be taught. Opening Angel's legs, Daddy teased her exposed labia with the tip of the steel, which was recieved with a sharp intake of breath and a small moan of ecstasy. Good he thought, let's see how she takes this.... His fingers opened the neat folds of the labia revealing the clitoris. The was no resistance, just innocent trust. That didn't last long. As his knife touched the tiny bundle of nerves, Angel squirmed with displeasure. She didn't say "Stop", or use a safeword, but it was clear to Daddy that his Babygirl wasnt happy. Noted, for future punishment.
After four hours of playtime, both were exhausted, thirsty, tired and hungry. It's hard work having fun, especially the right sort of fun. Cuddles, stroking and reassurance are extremely important in D/s play and although Angel and her Daddy love the intensity of play, they also revel in the aftercare. Instead of waves of heat and pain, the immobility of subspace and the feeling of floating peace take over Angel's body. Again, she is Daddy's helpless toy, but this time it's only love he gives, and love that Angel radiates back.
Tuesday, April 30th 2019
Knickers
I've been taking phone chat bookings for a while now, they are fun, my voice is sexy and my imagination runs wild, I'll leave you breathless and drained, in the right way! Each call I receive tends to be different, but today, today there's been a running theme through several calls.... Panties.
Wives panties, sister in law's thong, neighbours knickers. Lacy, satin and full cotton.
They all have one thing in common. They're all damp, sweet smelling and creamy. Whether they're pressed to the nose, held in a mouth, or wrapped around a swollen, hard cock, they are the givers of pleasure.
Maybe it's the weather? Maybe because it's getting warmer, skirts are getting shorter, pussies are getting more moist during the day and their scent is stronger on the fabric. It's a temptation when in someone else's bathroom to have a quick look in the linen basket. There's a pair of knickers on the top, obviously from the day before. There's no harm in just looking, is there?
You pick them out of the basket. Navy blue cotton with lacy edges. Thong or full back, it doesn't really matter, it's the cotton gusset that holds the secret. There's no harm in just looking is there?
You turn the panties over, the front facing you, and slowly you turn the gusset towards you. Your prize is revealed....A thick smear of creamy white discharge, just where the cotton crease has pushed up between her cunt lips and rubbed her all day. It's mostly dry, but there's no harm just sniffing is there?
You hold the fabric to your nose, and inhale deeply. A strong, musky scent enters your nose and travels down into your lungs. Your cock begins to twitch. You inhale again and again, each time absorbing more pussy smell, heightening your senses. Your mouth is wet. Your cock hard. There's no harm in just tasting is there?
The tip of your tongue flicks over the creaminess, it's a slightly metallic taste, but one you quite like, and it's as close as you'll get right now to licking her pussy. You taste again, and again. Before you know it, they're in your mouth and you're sucking on them like you would a full, round tit. Your hand has entered your jeans and wrapped around your now throbbing cock. You're slowly wanking yourself as you ingest the taste and smell of cunt. There's no harm in wrapping them around your cock is there?
Your cock is out. You've been in the bathroom a while now, you'll have to be quick. You wrap the panties around your cock, wiping the precum away as you do so. Slowly you move the soft fabric up and down your shaft, getting harder and more swollen by the second. It's not going to take long to finish. You go faster, your breathing gets heavier, you're nearly there, a few more minutes...........Or not! You exploded. Her panties are covered in jizz. Hot cum all over your hand and the panties. Shit. There's no harm in burying them near the bottom of the basket, is there?
Thursday, October 11th 2018
A Slave is as Good as a Rest
Everyone should have a slave, someone to do those jobs you hate, or pamper you as and when required.
That is what Scot is for.
He's very well behaved. Always calls me Mistress, always does as he's told, though sometimes a little shoddily in order to percure a punishment I think.
Scot is in his 60's, tall, well spoken and intelligent. He loves (and lives) to please. I am not an unkind Mistress. I won't humiliate or go beyond mild physical punishments but I will deny privelages, and a privelage with me involves pampering me, being allowed to touch my body, pleasing me.
My slaves work naked. First job of the day was changing my bed sheets, they were soiled from a client pleasuring me earlier in the day. Next, my bathroom required cleaning. On first check it was unsatisfactory so Scot had to start again. Whilst he was busy I sat with a glass of wine and a magazine, supervising his movements, my slaves are not left unattended.
Once the bathroom was to my standard, Scot ran me a bath. I must say, his water level leaves a lot to be desired, but the temperature was perfect and I allowed him to cleanse me from top to toe. He was gentle and thorough, and clearly loves feet as they received a lot of attention. Lying back in the warm water I instructed on how I like my hair washed and I have to admit, his head massage was exceptional, good slave.
Squeaky clean, Scot handed me my bath sheet and assisted me out of the bath. I then lay on the bed and he proceeded to massage baby oil into my soft, smooth skin. At no point was he aroused by his work, which is excellent, slaves are meant to please, not be pleased. Pleasure comes from the knowledge of having a happy Mistress.
I am always open to receiving applications from potential slaves, but not many are allowed to serve.
Thursday, June 14th 2018
R3TRO - Let's Go!
It's 9:15am on a warm Wednesday morning, not a time I usually see, let alone be dressed and out in! My bags are packed and in the car, I'm ready to go. Where? My second event at the R3TRO Club in Walsall of course!!
This time I'm on the central bed, easy for everyone to see. A black lace dress covers my flamingo pantie set, they won't be on for long, but I like to leave a little to the imagination to start with.
The doors open, gentlemen arrive and my excitement increases, I know I'm going to get a good seeing to this afternoon, and I'm not wrong. Almost immediately three guys join me on my bed, hands are stroking my body, fingers are exploring beneath my knickers, a mouth searching for my nipples. In each hand I hold an erect cock, I'm a very happy Angel. Until my first break, my body is subjected to sensual feelings of adoration, intense clit stimulation and a thoroughly good fuck or two, it's almost a shame to take 15 mins off. My bed needs changing though (for the first time of three)!
I'm back...Fresh makeup and all ready to go again, as are the guys. Now they know I'm a squirter, there's no stopping them, or me, everyone wants to press the button and watch me flow, taste my juices and dry their faces. At one point, I look over to the other bed, Alice Wolfe is being worshipped by several male bodies but I felt a female presence was required. Her breasts are spectacular and I couldn't resist nibbling her nipple, I got short shrift and told to be gentle lol.
The toys come out on my bed, someone has brought a few treasures and once I've directed him where to place them, again I'm flowing like a waterfall, or possibly a tsunami, I'm not sure I can take much more, and I have it all to do again at 9pm....Can't wait!
Teatime sustenance, a few glasses of rosè and 40 winks later, I'm in my black lace dress and this time, florescent pink underwear. New men arrive, and also a lady! Tonight is slightly quieter but still so much fun, everyone is so respectful, I even have the pleasure of facesitting towards the end, something I really love.
This morning, I was thinking back on yesterday's experiences, my pussy started to ache with the need for cock again, insatiable I know.
My times at R3TRO are so good, I hope you'll look out for me there in the future xx
NB: All sexual penetration at R3TRO is covered & monitored by myself & the security team. Moving from one girl to another with the same condom is forbidden, as is cim. I regularly get a full sexual health screen & post the results on my Twitter feed, they have always been clear. When were you last tested?
Wednesday, April 25th 2018
Scent of a Woman
Everyone desires to be attractive, everyone should do what they can to smell good. Especially when going on a date, or meeting an escort (turning up after a day at work and not freshening up is a big faux pas).
I love the fresh scent of a clean guy, with a slight hint of masculine pheromone, and nothing makes me happier than when I'm told I smell lovely. I never spray my throat, I don't want you to taste it, I spritz the back of my neck and across my stomach. Please, lift my hair and kiss my throat as you undress me, before directing me onto the bed!
My signature perfume is Jimmy Choo, illicit. I hope you like it too, and if ever you catch a floating whiff whilst you're out and about, spare a thought for our time together.
I went to stock up yesterday and came across a beautiful new scent though. If anyone would like to treat me, Caroline Herrera's Good Girl is fantastic. Could I be your Good Girl? I'd only wear it for you xx
Thursday, February 15th 2018
I Have The Power
He laid on the bed, waiting for my next move, hoping I'd do as he'd asked. I did. Arms above his head, I tied each one to the bed with a mauve silk sash, soft against the skin but tight enough to hold him there, then to his surprise, I covered his eyes with a mask and began to play.
When one of your senses is deprived, the others heighten, just breathing on his nipples made him writhe with pleasure and the unknown expectation of what else was to come. I nibbled at his nipples, stroked down the inside of his legs, cupped his balls gently in one hand whilst stroking his hard, leaking cock in the other.
I moved around the bed. He didn't know where I was, or where on his body he'd feel my touch next. He then heard the unmistakable clicks of me unlocking my toy box. What would I choose?
I dripped lube from a height onto his shaft and gave it a short rub, delighting in the sound of his gasps of shock.
The butt plug stroked the line up his balls. G groaned with pleasure so I turned it on and let the vibrations run from the tip of his cock right down to the base, it was almost unbearable for him, and the closer it went towards his ass, the more his legs widened with horny, desperate desire. He deserved a reward for being a good sub, so I pushed the plug in and out several times before inserting it and leaving it to vibrate his G spot. I then left the room.
On my return, I had more pain/pleasure in my hands to torment G with. Ice. Still blindfolded, he had no idea what this sudden cold sensation was on the tip of his cock. I ran it down his balls, over his nipples, across his lips and down his sides. He didn't know where next and each touch came with a shiver and moan of pleasure. Water droplets fell onto his erection and into his open mouth. He's a good boy at recieving.
Time had come to ramp up the vibrations in his butt, I pressed the button and he squealed. I took his hard, throbbing member in my hand and began to wank him whilst he wriggled and squirmed with pleasure, it wasn't long before he came into my hand and I let him taste his salty semen. He relaxed. Big mistake.
I know how G cums, I know he can't take contact after the event and I took advantage of him still being tied up. I took hold of his still erect dick and started to wank him again. The pleasure/pain was too much, he was biting the pillow, crying for me to stop and throwing himself about the bed. I stop when I want to stop.
I untied G, gave him a moment and then curled up in his arms, my back and bum pressed right into his body. I love to be affectionate after a good session, and it was a good session wasn't it G?
Wednesday, January 31st 2018
What did happen in the hot tub?
Could I, should I, would I kiss and tell?
No! All I can say was that we had a great time and will be doing it again. You guys may think its all competition between us, but it really isn't. We're supportive, loving and caring towards each other. See me, see my mate is fine with us.
Kisses were given, shots drunk, photoshoots taken, lingerie swapped & bottoms spanked. The hot tub was lovely in the early hours and we were all naked, hands did roam....
Were you in the vicinity of Ross-On-Wye? Did you hear peels of laughter and squeals of delight?
One of the ladies, Miss Lisa Lashes is on my private gallery with me. We will be offering duos occasionally to a lucky few, could it be you?
Saturday, January 20th 2018
Time-wasters, No-shows, Look&Go's
Every working girl has her share of...
Time-wasters - guys phoning up making out they want an appointment but not confirming it, or asking a lot of questions regular clients just wouldn't ask.
No-shows - guys who make appointments but then don't arrive, even though they confirmed the booking.
Look&Go's - guys who knock on the door, or get to the bedroom and then decide against the booking or have "forgotten their wallet"
But why? Why does this happen? We're all grown ups, we all lead busy lives and are working to pay our bills and feed our families so why do some of you feel the need to waste your own, and a lady's time?
Time-wasters, I get that it can be nerve-wracking to call someone up to request sex, and sometimes it takes a couple of goes to get the courage together, but SAY you're nervous. We'll try to put you at ease, we WANT you to enjoy being with us and to come again.
Those of you who get off by asking ridiculous questions (not had this myself) like "What's the biggest size cock you can take?" Or other some such, really, are you 12? Do you put the phone down and have a good giggle? To who? Or do you have a wank during the call, climaxing as you think of the conversation afterwards? Have you ever been to an escort?
No-shows; you are the worst! Granted, if something comes up and you can't make a meeting, you may feel awkward about it, but believe me, getting a quick call or text apologising as soon as you find out you can't make it puts you in a lot better stead for seeing the girl again. I'm more than happy to rearrange a meeting if I'm being kept in the loop than if I'm just forgotten. I bet you're the kind of guy who doesn't cancel his doctors appointment when he feels better so no-one else can get in.
The other kind of no-show never had any intention of turning up. Now I personally don't get riled about this. I've loads of things I can get on with if you don't come, usually involving making myself cum! Or, making myself a cup of tea if I've been really busy. But for girls who are reliant on bookings to pay their rent or debts, or to feed their children, why would you feel the need to punish them? Have they ever personally done anything to offend you? How would you feel if someone didn't turn up to an appointment with you?
Look&Go's again guys, grow up and grow a pair! You have the luxury of picking your girl from her profile, from reading her blog xx and from viewing her various pictures. If, when you arrive, you're disappointed in who greets you, be polite, make polite excuses and apologise. You haven't left something in the car, you are grown up enough to string a sentence together, and look at it from the other side, we have NO IDEA who we're opening the door to, and we would rarely turn you away!
The thing is, the guys above are a very small minority compared to the great bookings many of us have, and to be clear, this isn't a rant, complaint or accusation at anyone, it's purely observation. I'm lucky, I know I am. All the gentlemen I've seen have been respectful and lovely, if they're not, then I'm happy to give a less than positive review and I've rarely had to do that. Incidentally, I did leave a negative the other day for a no-show, and when I checked later, the guy had booked 3 of us for the same day. He now has -3 feedback!!!
The thing is, girls talk. There are several different ways and places to record all of the above and it does get done. Don't be an idiot, come and have a great time, you'll get more of a thrill than being alone with your silly phonecalls.
And finally, thank-you to all my lovely clients that I have seen, and those yet to be seen. I promise you squirting fun xxx
Friday, January 5th 2018
Wouldn't you like to know....
Happy New Year boys! And welcome to 2018 Have you broken your resolutions yet? I've not made any this year, my prime focus is to enjoy life to the fullest extent, and that shouldn't have to be a resolution.
Those of you that know me, know that I love to holiday, and this year is going to be a year of adventure, starting in a few weeks...
An AdultWork Adventure
Imagine it, 8 girls from around the UK meeting up for 3 nights of fun. We've all got AW profiles but are all slightly different in our specialities, though 2 of us have seen 1 of you!
What naughtiness could happen in the hot tub? How many naughty pictures will be taken? Will clothes even be worn?
I bet you'd like to be a fly on our walls. Maybe you could be....We would actually enjoy having a slave or two to pamper us whilst away, (full details on my Twitter post) could you cater to our every whim? I doubt it.
Are you man enough to cope with 8 escorts in one go? Dream on! Or maybe I'm wrong? Prove it. I dare you x
I would be open to suggestions of what we could get up to though, let me have your ideas
Monday, December 18th 2017
Santa Baby
Dear Santa,
I can explain...No actually, I can't. My intentions are good, I try to be a good girl, really I do. But the sight of a lovely erect cock just sends me a little crazy and I just can't help myself. I get a tingling deep inside, and an ache that I just can't hide. My panties get damp and my clit starts to fizzle..... But I do try, and if it helps, the gentlemen say that I'm good.
To be honest though, if I were to sit on your lap, I can't guarantee I wouldn't wiggle or maybe grind a little, I'm definitely a fallen Angel.
If you were to consider putting me on the present list, there are a few things I'd like.....
1, a decent suspender belt - mine is broken (not my fault) 2, more waterproof mattress covers (I do get through a lot in a day) 3, lots of lovely clients next year (what DO your elves do in their downtime)
In return, I'll leave you a glass of whiskey on Christmas Eve, and a condom in case you want to empty your sack!
Thank-you Santa Love Angel xxxx
Age 35 1\4
Saturday, December 2nd 2017
So Sorry
I'm a naughty, naughty, bad girl and I should be spanked! It's been far too long since my last blog post, and there's just no excuse. I'm sorry. Forgive me, but do feel free to spank me. Bend me over and stroke my smooth, creamy white cheeks then watch as your handprint glows from pink to red where you struck me. Think I'll flinch?
I have been busy though. I've been on holiday, where I lay in the sun, topless, absorbing the lovely rays. I wish I could have been naked, the feeling of sun heat on my pussy is divine.
I'm currently freshly waxed, which feels fantastic! (It hurt having it done this time though) I did ask if any of you wanted to watch but I think you were all a bit scared, maybe next time x I've also set up a Twitter account, want to follow me? I'll keep you updated on my working hours, my thoughts and there may be the odd naughty picture...
Tuesday, October 3rd 2017
What's in a name?
Cunt. What a harsh sounding word, used to insult someone, be abusive. When it's such a sweet place that you men adore touching, licking and worshipping. Most women hate the word so what else is there?
Twat. Also used abusively, also harsh sounding when the area in question is soft, curvy, velvety smoothness, the giver of pleasure.
So these are the words men use, and don't get me wrong, it works both ways. People can also be knobheads, dicks, pricks etc but still nowhere near as offensive as cunt or twat.
Women, ladies, girls use nicer names. We love our foofoo, tuppence, fairy, fluff and vajayjay. Poonanie isn't bad, yoni is spiritual, vagina too clinical and quim is just old fashioned. I've never understood tuppence myself, is it because it's easy to slot one in between the lips? Or because years ago that's what it cost to gain access? (You'd not even get 30 seconds for tuppence these days!)
Pussy. Why? My Grandpa called my Grandma that as an affectionate nickname, since adulthood I've wondered if it had a more sexual connotation but I was never brave enough to ask. I suppose I do purr with pleasure when I'm post orgasmic, especially if you are taking me there again. But to suggest licking my pussy, well I don't think Bert would object, (Ruby you wouldn't catch) but don't expect me to kiss you after, I get enough cat hair in my food I don't need to deliberately ingest it.
Beef curtains - eww, just eww. Same as gash, hatchet wound, minge and cum dump. Muff and beaver are bearable, moneymaker, well you are on AW! Hoohah is cute and my friend calls hers Mary!
What I'm trying to say is that this is an area of intense pleasure, for you and me. I am sensitive, sweet and full of secrets. I deserve respect, gentle caressing and sensual sucking. Treat me right and I'll explode with ecstasy created by you and be willing to let you into my deep, dark sanctuary so that you can also feel intense pleasure and explosion. My Pandora's Box.
Saturday, September 23rd 2017
Step Back in Time
The week was going well, a great first tour day in Doncaster on Monday and now several bookings for today, Tuesday. Client number 3 had just confirmed his arrival and was making his way to my front door. He knocked. Through the distorted glass I could see his outline and was quite impressed. Young-ish, beardy, nice one.
I opened the door and my eyes immediately locked onto his, shining bright blue above a smile surrounded by a salt and pepper beard. Then realisation hit me. We both said "hi" and either out loud, or in my head I heard my voice say "oh shit" as he stepped into the hallway.
I knew him from school. Same year, some shared classes. He was a bit of a bugger, cute and fanciable, but we were never in the same circle of friends. I do remember clearly one time, he'd been sent out of class and as I walked back into lesson after going to the library, he was chatting to me with his cock out. I did a double take at its impressive size and ran off!
So, here he was. I asked if he was stopping, mortified at the prospect. Yes. He followed me up the stairs.
In my bedroom, he paid and undressed, I was still burning with.....Well what??? I'm not ashamed of my job, I'm good at what I do. I guess I felt more pressure since I'd known him so long, and excitement that I'd finally get to kiss and fuck this previously unattainable crush.
We didn't fuck, to my slight disappointment but we did kiss, I did suck, and he's a master with his hands. My bed was saturated! Afterwards he said "see, that wasn't awkward" No, it wasn't, till you said that!!!
