Marie’s Journal

I didn’t want him to stop playing with me, but those pleasures were mind-blowing to the stage I desperately wanted him. I wanted to feel his kisses and his tongue on my clit.

I can’t remember his exact words but I was sure he was asking if he could lick me. A sensation that is so wild it is indescribable especially when my pussy was on fire.

He lay between my lips, I remember he had to make sure he lay so he didn’t break his rock hard cock and he licked me. He licked my clits and my pussy and as I type this my pussy is aching to feel him touching me again.

His tongue on my pussy, licking me all over, sucking on my clit and in my mind I was begging him to bite it gently. I wanted to feel all those pleasures and more.

He took me to those places that are too hard to describe. I could feel myself almost floating above us, looking down and watching him lick me. As I type this I have my eyes closed and I can see and feel him pleasuring me again and again.

I felt my head almost exploding from the many sensations I was experiencing at one time. I begged him to fuck me, but he wouldn’t. He just kept licking me until I couldn’t stand it any more. I needed to feel him inside me. I wanted his cock and when I thought he was going to give me what I wanted he lifted my legs up and licked all around my ass and my pussy….

Ohhh… damn… my pussy is aching for his touch again…

He lifted my legs up so they were resting on his shoulders, letting his cock slip inside me. My pussy was so swollen it was so sensitive and I could feel every spot that he touch. The head of his cock hit against my g-spot over and over again… I didn’t want him to stop but I knew he was close to coming and when he wanted to take me from behind, I didn’t object…

I felt his cock slide into me from behind. One of my favourite positions and I know why. Every inch of his cock touched me, the pleasures were incredible. His touches so gentle, his hands on my hips, him fucking me….

His cock throbbed inside me and I knew… But he kept fucking me, harder and harder until I felt him and heard him moan behind me. He came…

The ultimate pleasure of cumming, doesn’t and shouldn’t stop there.

We lay together in each other’s arms. Touching, kissing and holding each other. My whole body was shaking but he still held me. Hmm, these pleasures will stay with me until our next time together.

There is still lipstick on his coffee cup…

Until next time….

Marie

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Today was an interesting day, the morning was wonderful although a little wet in places. Coffee was only one cup but that was ok because it gave us time to talk about what we would like to do to each other.

An unexpected touch from behind as I sat on my stool. A touch, that was so unexpected and yet so deliciously mind-blowing. His fingers played with my neck, sensually tickling me. He found every erogenous zone that tormented me and made my pussy wet.

It got to the stage I had to sit with my legs together, because I could feel my pussy dripping and I didn’t want to leave a wet spot on the seat.

But those feelings were all too incredible.

Our talk focused on a night away, what pleasures we both enjoyed and what we could focus on if we had more than an hour to play. I want to explore everything, to feel every mind-blowing sensation that one could ever feel.

His touches really cannot be described, especially when he touched me again from behind. His fingers caressing my neck and he focused on the nape of my neck which sent shivers and tingles down to my clit. For those who are unsure of how touching can feel, those moments of pleasure are worth every second of our time together.

Was I really there for almost 3 hours…. Where did the time go?

When I finally made it home there was a special email waiting for me. It didn’t take long for both of us to realise we needed to finish what we had both started earlier in the morning. So when he asked if I had time to play I didn’t resist. His kisses made me melt into his arms, his caresses so soft and gentle until I was ready for him.

I knelt on the bed before him and he tickle massaged me, something that I love and yearn for more and more. I closed my eyes and let the feelings wash over me. Feelings that are really too hard to describe when it comes to words. From my neck down to my feet… my legs… my back… my arse cheeks and my pussy… no spot was left untouched.

My pussy ached for him to touch me and he did. He played with my clit, massaging it gently, but at the same time that feeling was overwhelming me. Stopping for but a moment to focus on my pussy, slipping his fingers inside me…

But one finger was not enough. As he teased and caressed me, he massaged me. With a few fingers at first he played with me, before I could feel more… More lube, he played with me again, touching me and holding me while he massaged my pussy.

I wasn’t there, I was in a place that is too hard to describe… but at the same time it is possibly a place in one’s mind where those who enjoy pain with their pleasure focus their joys, their feelings and the mind-blowing pleasures that only some can enjoy. Those pleasures are in focused in minds that are oblivious to anything else but the feelings and the pleasure that one can only experience but can’t explain…

I could feel the pleasure and the pressure when he slipped all his fingers inside me. He didn’t just fist me, he touched me everywhere. My clit, my body, touching me… I could feel every caress as he fucked me with his fist. A gentle fucking… touching me in all the right places.

Rubbing against my g-spot he was making my clit tingle and throb, sending me into the wondrous heights of pleasure that I hadn’t been for a long time.

Interestingly I felt myself rest on my elbows because I was shaking too much from those mind-blowing pleasures. My mind and body, enjoying every second of those unforgettable pleasures, until I had to come down… I had to relax, to catch my breath…

I needed to be held and let my mind come back to reality, but only for a moment or two…

Then he kissed me. Those sensual erotic kisses making my clit tingle. His fingers played with me. His thumb rubbing against my g-spot, the pleasures too enormous to contemplate, but at the same time I wanted more….

But for now with my pussy dripping from writing this far, I need to play for a while. I need to let my fingers do some walking over my dripping pussy.

My pussy needs some attention or I won’t be able to finish what he started.

I’ll be back soon… to share with you a little more…

Marie

PS – Lipstick on a coffee cup, continues… 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

My mind is not as mushy today, but still the thoughts of what happened yesterday are still very much in my mind. For some reason sensual pleasures mixed with some hard sex and more sensual erotic moments stick in one’s mine especially mine for a while. Until the next round of pleasures begin.

Yesterday those pleasures just seemed to continue on and I didn’t want them to stop. He lay on his back and I knelt between his legs. I was focused on a cock that was hard and I could see pre-cum dripping from the head. I couldn’t help myself, licking those drops and tasting him.

A taste, that for some reason makes me feel quite horny, almost like an aphrodisiac of sorts. I closed my mouth down over the head of his cock and licked it with my tongue. I knew he was enjoying those pleasures because his moans were quite noticeable. So I did it some more.

I sucked him for what seemed like ages, but I wanted him. I wanted to feel him inside my still aching pussy. I stopped sucking and licking his cock and was surprised to see that he was harder than before and I knew then that I couldn’t waste it.

Straddling his hips, I lowered my pussy down onto his hard pole. It slid between my pussy lips until it was buried deep inside me. His hands holding me, touching me… we kissed. A moment of true pleasure, so different to what we would sometimes do and I was glad that he responded to my need for sensual moments.

But I wanted more. I was desperate to feel him from behind. I wanted him in my pussy first but he went to slip his cock into my arse. I knew what he was up to, my pussy was screaming to feel him inside, hitting against my g-spot first.

Silly me should have known what happens when I’m taken from behind. He held me and touched me and fucked me hard. I knew he was about to cum, I could feel his cock throbbing inside me….

I didn’t scream for him to fuck me hard but I let myself whisper it, begging him to fuck me….

Just before he came, I heard him utter these words…

I’m only human…

He came, holding onto me and pulling me back to him. His cock was buried deep inside me and yet I still had to touch. I need to touch my clit and lightly play with his balls.

Together we lay, wrapped in each other’s arms as we came down from a high that only two special friends could ever enjoy.

Until next time, when ‘Lipstick on a coffee cup’ continues….

Marie

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When I first heard these words I knew what I was going to write about, especially when I received a lovely email telling me what he wanted to do to me in a secluded corner of his shop.

But tonight, I’m not going to share with you those thoughts instead those thoughts changed a little and my pussy is still aching from the sensual tonguing that I received this afternoon.

Those few words… lipstick on a coffee cup and the following email made my pussy tingle to stage that I couldn’t wait for him to come and see me.

Visions are interesting things really.

He had a vision, I asked him to share that vision with me, but we didn’t carry through that vision. Instead he came to see me. He was horny; I was horny as hell and desperately needed to feel his gentle touch.

His fingers caressing my body, that magical tickle massage, so sensual and so erotic that words cannot describe how I feel when he touches me that way.

When we lay together he touched me and kissed me. It was different to the other times when they were gentle tongue kisses. This time it felt passionate and each kiss made my clit tingle and my heart race. I’m not sure why though…

Perhaps it is because we are both learning a little more about each other. Perhaps we are reaching a comfort zone where he knows that I am will to go as far as he will take me to reach as many pleasures and feel the many sensations that I want to feel.

I felt some of those today. Even though my mind is mush at the moment I still feel his tongue on my clit, licking me… teasing me and not letting me cum. He was in control, controlling every pleasure zone… stopping when he could feel my thighs quivering… he kept me on the edge. I wanted to cum, but he wouldn’t let me. I felt him kiss my thigh, felt his tongue slip down to lick my ass, before he used the flat of his tongue to lick upwards to that point where I was almost ready to burst.

I remember feeling his finger playing with my arse, but I was close… too close and then it happened.

It was almost as if a bubble of pleasure exploded within me… and he stopped. I was screaming in my mind trying to will him to lick me, to take me over the edge so I could feel those wondrous pleasures that I do so enjoy feeling.

In my mind I vaguely remember begging him to lick me and then I felt it…his mouth on my clit, his tongue playing with me caressing me as I came… It was too nice; I didn’t want to come down from those heights of mind-blowing pleasure.

He wanted to keep licking me and I wouldn’t have stopped it. It felt so good….

He smiled down at me as he moved to lay near me. His kisses soft and gentle and I could taste me, on him. Hmmm…

But while my mind is mush, I’ll sit here and think about those pleasures and continue this tomorrow. I want to share the pleasures of me sucking his cock, tasting his pre-cum, riding him until he took me from behind.

Next time he slides his cock in from behind, it better go into the first hole he was trying to find. He might just get more than he expected… more pleasures, me moaning and crying out for more, I might even beg him to fuck me hard…

Until next time… when lipstick on a coffee cup continues…

Marie

I find it interesting that some people class some unusual fetishes as being taboo because they have no concept of that fetish or niche. When it comes to golden showers or ‘watersports’ many people would say that this fetish is taboo while some would class it as erotic.

How would you class it?

I suppose, because you are still reading this you maybe intrigued or even interested to hear my thoughts on golden showers. Ok well some may think that this is dirty but if done at the right time, the right moment in time when erotic energies between two people are running high then I would say that I believe that enjoying that pleasure is erotic.

It all depends on that special time between friends and the circumstances that two people would enjoy this. Personally just watching a woman kneeling down in a pool and waiting for the golden rain to fall doesn’t do very much for me. But seeing two people, enjoying a wild sex session, some sensual moments, more wild pleasures before venturing into this world of ‘taboo’ can be and is very sensual and very erotic.

I really do have to be in the right mood though for this to turn me on.

Would I ever try this for myself? Well for those who do know me, they should already know the answer to that. And if they don’t then perhaps they should read into what I do a little more to find out…

For those who don’t know me… if the time was right and if both of us were that way inclined, yes I would consider it with a special person.

But I never push anything onto anyone at all, just like I respect those who never push anything on to me that I may not enjoy.

What other things do people class as being taboo…

Fisting is up there with a lot of people. I believe that a lot of people have no idea how to enjoy this moment when two people trust each other enough to allow this pleasure to be shared. Trust is a very important part in a session where fisting is involved or included. A woman has to relax enough to enjoy what is happening to her.

She cannot just open her legs and you try to force your fist inside her. Fisting takes time. You will need time to work out the best ways to enjoy this, some like different positions while others just can’t do it or enjoy it at all.

If such a time comes when you want to try fisting and you find it not working, never force the issue because you really do not want to damage her at all. She would never forgive you for hurting her and your partner would be very sore and not interested in sex for a while until she recovers.

If she says no… then stop.

A lot of people believe that fisting is taboo, but to me if the circumstances are right and if the guy who is with me cares about my pleasure and respects me then I will allow myself to be taken to places that are sometimes too hard to explain.

There are many things taboo that I won’t speak about here… one day maybe when the US and some other international laws relax a little and allow us to enjoy pleasures that we want to enjoy I will write about those also.

But at this time I will continue to share what I believe to be or can be erotic and pleasurable if you are with the right person.

Until next time…

Marie

Fisting Fantasy or Reality

My experiences have taken me to a place inside my head that is pleasure and pain combined. Almost like the pleasure and pain that some will experience in a bondage and discipline session.

Let me walk you through my fantasy session… it’s possibly the easiest way to explain what I enjoyed…

Knowing that you can trust someone goes a long way when it comes to fisting fantasies and realities.

He lay next to me, touching me and his fingers found my hard clit. I was very much aroused by the sensual moment and before I knew it he was between my legs. He spread my legs wide and told me to close my eyes and enjoy the feelings. He told me that if he hurt me at all to tell him…

My heart skipped a beat but I was determined not to open my eyes but to lay back and enjoy the wild feelings he was creating. I could feel his fingers slipping inside me, back and forth… one, two and then three…

His thumb played with me, massaging my clit as he slipped the fourth finger into my pussy. I felt kind of full but the feeling was incredible. Feeling the bed move a little I was so tempted to open my eyes but didn’t… it was then that I felt him not just dribbling the cool lube onto my pussy but almost pouring it over me.

He had also poured it over his hand making it so nice and slippery…

Moving his fingers inside me again he leant over and kissed me. His tongue slipped between my lips and the moment felt perfect. I was so relaxed… my mind whirled from the electrifying sensations he was causing and my heart raced in anticipation of what was to come when I felt him pushing against my pussy.

He pushed his thumb inside me… I felt him moving his whole hand back and forth, sliding in and out of me, centimeter by centimeter, slowly but forceful but not painful. The widest part of his hand held firm in my vagina…

In my mind at first I didn’t want to go on but the feelings were incredible.

I felt myself relax and when he did so he pushed his whole hand inside me. I felt him hit up against my g-spot and the pleasures were uncontrollable. He thought that he had gone too far but my reaction was for him to fuck me more…

He did, but he didn’t ram his fist into me he slid it in slowly so it was pleasurable, kissing and touching me, sending me crazy…

For a moment he slid his hand out of me and I felt empty…. He had me kneel on all fours on the bed. He dribbled more lube onto my hot pussy…

Slowly at first from behind… his fingers inside my pussy, in and out, ever so slowly, four fingers and then thumb…

I felt myself moving back against him when he eased his hand inside me. He licked my ass, kissed my cheeks, and touched me as he fisted me. His fingers played in all the right places, touching my g-spot, rubbing it as he fucked me while his other fingers played with my ass and I frantically played with my clit…

My mind was elsewhere… it was in the pleasure zone… pain was not an issue it was pure ecstasy. He didn’t stop until I came, gushing my hot juices all over his hand and the bed, but I didn’t care I was not there, I was in my pleasure zone…

As I came he pulled his hand gently from my pussy and held me in his arms until I came down from the wondrous heights that, even now is too hard to explain, even in this fantasy… He touched me, tickling me as he massaged me…

Fantasy or reality?

Fisting can be enjoyable if done right even if it is to some… weird and strange…
Until next time…

Marie

A Special Night

In the past I have spoken about feelings, sensual pleasures, seeing an escort, women of pleasure and why do men see escorts. There comes a time with a lot of women like me who men want to spend a night with.

Here are my thoughts on that…

I’m writing this now because it is early in the morning and when I have thoughts going around in my mind I have to write them to help understand them and share them with you.

Many men have often said they would like to spend the night with me. Since working in the adult industry for many years I have often been asked “how much will it cost, what do will I get during that time, do we sleep, what positions will we do or will you do everything?”

These guys ask all the right questions but the majority of them will only ever take my answers and dream of what I tell them. To them asking for an overnight stay, or me spending the night or weekend with them is just a fantasy. But for those that decide that they would like to spend a night together with me….

“What do they get?”

They get me!

They get all of me. My pleasures, my feelings, my being… I am human remember. A real person who loves to enjoy everything that I can when I can…. But at the same time I suppose I would need to also know what I will be getting. I need to know, that I will also get something out of a night or a weekend away with you.

A night together is a pleasure and to really enjoy it I like to know the person I am spending that night with. To do that, I need to know how I will be pleasured, what he would like to do to me, how he would like to enjoy my presence and yet at the same time I’d share with him, what I’d like to do with him and let him know that I am comfortable with us having a night together.

A night together and yes there usually is some sleeping to be had, but having fun is up there before and after enjoying a nice meal together, a glass or two of wine, scotch (or any spirit that you enjoy) or a beer is good to help relax and getting to know each other.

Having spent some time exploring each other’s body, the different sensations, the wild pleasures those sensual moments before the night together helps when it comes to relaxing. The adrenalin rush just thinking about more time to share and explore can be incredible if you are really looking forward to that time.

My night together would consist of a pleasant drive together to wherever we are going. Having a normal conversation that is not all about sex, talking about sex , I will be nervous, I will try not to let my shyness show, I will try to be myself because I cannot pretend to be someone I am not…

Now… for the ‘juicy’ stuff…

Sensual moments together, a sensual tickle massage where I submit to him and he pleasures me, letting him explore every erogenous zone that he can find (I won’t help but he will know when he finds them), hard sex – me riding him, him taking me from behind, my legs up over his shoulders and me on my hands and knees giving him a wild blowjob.

Sharing a few moments to watch each other masturbate, watching each other playing with cock and pussy before is a turn on for a lot of people. I can’t wait to try this with him… I should also add that anal is on the menu and a creampie surprise for desert would be a nice treat too.

Sensual moments, touching, feeling and holding each other. Licking sucking and biting my sensitive nipples and kissing is on my list way about a lot of other things. A sensual kiss between two people is not just erotic but it can be the lead in to a wild night of passion.

So there you have my thoughts and what I sometimes wake to in the mornings. Just thinking about spending a night together makes me feel good and even though the sun isn’t up yet and I’m still waking, I think it is time to let my fingers do a little walking. All over my pussy, inside my pussy searching for my g-spot and masturbating… wishing he were here to lightly brush his tongue over my clit… hmmm

Now I wonder, besides the sensual tickle massage what he would like to do to me and how he would like to enjoy me and how he would like me to pleasure him…

I guess I’ll have to wait and see…

Until next time…

Marie

How does one explain how they feel when they feel so good? Ok so it is a strange question but in my last post I wrote about guys who made me feel good and then there were those who were a good fuck but that was about as far as they went.

Today for some reason something made me see how I am often drawn into the sensual feelings and it works on the way I feel for some people. Working in the adult industry, was supposed to be filled with the worst people on this earth to some gentleman who actually do give a damn.

Let me explain something here… you see many would think that working ladies like myself don’t have feelings, but they do. I do. I feel so much. But there is also a time when I know when those feelings are real, when they are a little disturbed, when they are having fun or when they just can’t stand someone, but will continue to see them because they have the money to pay and that is what the business is all about.

However, having said that and having had a glass of wine with dinner, my mind and heart are open once more to sharing how I love those wild sensations that one can give.

I am never one to rush when it comes to reaching places within a relationship. I like to build on that moment as much as I can. I want to experience so much, to feel the comfort, the wild sensations, the warmth that even just a cuddle can give. At the same time I don’t like to rush anyone into doing anything with me they do not want to do.

Touching, caressing, feeling are all part of the sensual moments that I truly enjoy.

For those who don’t know me and for some who do, I read the last sentence and I can’t help but smile to myself. I don’t always show emotions or sensual feelings towards someone because many would read those moments as being something that isn’t true.

Remember what I said that some working ladies do have feelings… I am one of them. I do have feelings and sometimes those feelings do come to the forefront and show themselves to the person who I enjoy.

To the person who I enjoy being with, enjoy the sensual moments with and when and if the time is right the night away where we can explore those sensual and erotic touches of pleasure.

Writing this entry tonight has been one of the hardest because I have been trying to read my own mind and enjoy what is happening. I have decided that I really do want to experience everything I can because those moments mean a lot to me.

Knowing when we have spoken that there is no commitment is something that establishes learning or a yearning for more.

How far do we go, when we pleasure each other, how do I know to let my body give in to those wild pleasures… to not let other intrusions enter into my mind when I am on the edge of a wild orgasm…

I suppose only time will tell. I want to learn more. I want to learn and enjoy erotic moments while trying to squirt, the tickle massage that leaves me dripping wet and many other pleasures that I have yet to learn…

I want to block out the things that interrupt my mind, that take me away from that building orgasm… so I can learn and enjoy more…

Before I leave you guys bored to tears…

I am a person who loves to be touched, who craves attention, enjoys sensual and erotic touches. I am a real person… who loves hugs and cuddles….

Marie

Trying to hard to climax can always have the opposite affect to what would normally be a wild mind-blowing orgasm. When the moment is highly sensual and erotic sometimes reaching the pinnacle of that moment may not happen.

I have experienced that moment when an orgasm doesn’t happen. It is no fault of anyone’s really so never ever blame yourself… the timing just isn’t right.

One may ask what happens at that point in time. Well I have to admit that sometimes many things can take your mind for a moment from those sensations… the stirring of a blind with the wind blowing against them, a noise outside, screaming kids… sometimes disruptions that happen in your mind.

Today that happened to me. I was treated to a tingle massage that left my mind in a whirl and when he slid his cock between velvety lips and into my pussy I didn’t realise how wet I was, until I touched myself.

He told me that I would feel his cock touching me and I knew the time was right when I felt my juices wet against my pubic hair… and his cock touched ever so lightly against my clit.

I have always enjoyed those sensual moments of pleasure. I believe that when I give my mind, body and soul to those sensations I reach the pleasures of ultimate surrender.

The gentle touches of the tickle massage, fingers against my neck, my back, arms, down my thighs, my legs, my feet… I don’t think that I could ever forget those feelings. Those sensual pleasures…

But there comes a time when the climax just can’t be reached. I can’t fake my orgasm, as anyone close to me knows or whoever hears me cum, will tell.

Today I focused too hard and with too many things happening it just wasn’t to be. But at the same time it doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy those pleasures. My pussy was so sensitive and when he slipped his cock deep inside me, it was alive, the feelings were incredible.

Laying in his arms, I could feel my body still shaking… and even now as I write this my pussy is still tingling from those moments we shared together.

Until next time…

Marie

That first phone call to check me out after he had seen my site was an interesting phone call because for some reason I put him off. It wasn’t until I moved and he rang again. He wanted a threesome…

You know the ultimate in fantasies, two females and him… Well I denied him that moment and now I am pleased that I did.

Our moments of pleasure are shared and we enjoy the time together as two people and not three. I have no problems with threesomes but I am selfish really, especially since I enjoy his tongue on my clit, his fingers playing with my pussy and my ass. There is no one else to share those moments, it is just the two of us. But those pleasures are all mine. There is no other woman who can share what he can give me.

So I guess I am very selfish, but in these circumstances I don’t care. I crave attention and I don’t think words can ever express what I experience… only my cries of pleasure as his tongue presses against my clit and I try so hard to not scream as I climax can express how I feel.

To me the ultimate surrender is when two people share their fantasy, the sensual and erotic pleasures together. I know I have to wait to share my tickle massage but one day it will happen, those moments will be something that I will remember for a long time.

Each sensual experience, each touch… a sensual caress leaves me wanting…

Since we first shared time together we have moved from a gentle massage and hand relief (masturbation for those who don’t know what hand relief is) to him licking my pussy with his tongue, keeping me on the edge, feeling my thighs quiver… until finally he allows me to climax.

Those sensations shocked me just as I am sure they had shocked him. Sure he had seen what I do inside my site but experiencing that moment; with me for real I think was special to both of us. It turned our times together around. I wasn’t there just to pleasure him, but he to pleasure me.

I sure was nervous when that moment happened. But now, I long to feel his tongue on my clit, his fingers playing in my pussy and now my arse too….

Really… one person can only experience so many sensations at one time, but I love them all. I like to feel all of them and more.

For some reason, tonight the words are hard to write, because I want to say so much. I live for the wild feelings of caress and sensual massage and a hard fucking. But the build up to those moments are just as good.

When I spoke of him tickling my back, thoughts of him doing that, made my nipples hard, my whole being longs for that special moment.

But that moment is weeks away, so for now, I let my fingers wander all over my pussy, feeling my hardening clit as I seek that special moment when my juices flow…

Until next time guys, I have to play or be played with…

Hugs

Marie