Marie’s Journal

Never put too many expectations on yourself because often it can lead to pleasures that just cannot be. If you choose to have a night away with someone never plan what is going to happen.

Sure you can discuss what you would like to happen, but don’t plan how many orgasms you’d like to enjoy, don’t plan the positions you want to try… just go with the flow.

Let those moments of pleasure be special and not expected, enjoy each touch without worrying about trying to explore all the positions and those orgasms with come to those who wait.

There are many women out there who cannot orgasm at the drop of a hat; they have never experienced multiple orgasms like some do, but that should never interfere with the pleasures that can be bestowed upon your body when you are with a good friend.

My night away, was something very special.

The build up to it was one filled with teasing and many days of being so wet that when a tongue or finger touched me, it felt like heaven…

The trip to where we going was one huge, teased filled journey. His fingers tickled me in all the right spots when he could. My pussy was so wet and I was sure I left a huge wet spot on the seat cover, but… hey, these things happen

When we made to the motel, the shy me was there… However at the same time so was the excited and horny me. I wanted to feel him and have him touch me and when he asked if I wanted a tickle massage, I couldn’t resist.

I lay there and he touched me forever. My pussy was dripping and when he slipped his fingers between my legs, he could feel how hot I was… I think he was quite shocked to feel the heat radiating from my pussy, but it wasn’t just that. I was wet, so wet my juices were dripping down onto the sheet under us.

When he invited me to turn over, I couldn’t resist that moment. I wanted to feel his tongue on my pussy, licking me, teasing me and enjoying me. He does it so well. He knows when I am building up to a wild climax and he backs off, licking me everywhere else but where those pleasures were…

He’d lick down to my arse and back to my clit, teasing me again until he found that special spot. My legs and body quivered under his touch, a telltale sign that I was on the edge. There is no way I can hide that, no matter how I try… I can’t and he knows it.

His fingers played with my arse, sliding in and out… sensations too hard to explain but they are something that I can’t get enough of at the right time. When his tongue plays with my pussy and his fingers fuck my arse…. Hmm those pleasures unless someone else has experienced them, they are too hard to explain.

But I know he knew that I was enjoying them because he had me on the edge so many times, until he couldn’t stop me any longer. I had to climax. I needed to feel that release that I had wanted for so long.

He licked me, his tongue focused on that spot, my pleasure spot that when licked and licked there is no return. Wave after wave of electrifying sensations washed over me. I felt my whole being relax, tense up, enjoy and that release was mind-blowing. He continued to lick me as I came down from those heights of wondrous pleasure… but…

With my pussy still throbbing and my clit tingling… he entered me with his thick cock.

Just thinking about that moment makes my pussy tingle and my desire to enjoy it all over again is here with me now… He fucked me with my legs up over his shoulders, his cock plays against my swollen g-spot and I play with my clit.

I thought I’d felt every pleasure imaginable until he slipped his cock from my pussy and pressed it against my tight puckered hole. Hmmm I couldn’t resist… I needed to feel him inside me and when I held my legs he knew that it was ok for him to fuck me.

His cock pressed against my arse until I felt it slide in. It felt so thick and so hard, my arse stretched around him and when I relaxed a little more he fucked me hard. I rubbed my clit and it felt so good I didn’t want it to stop, but I squeezed his cock when he came…

Together we lay, touching and holding, kissing and enjoying that special moment… the first moment of mind-blowing pleasure on our first night together…

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

Dear Joe,

From the first day that you came to see me I knew there was something different about you.

The reason you came to see me was to check me out to see if I would be a willing third party in a threesome with another woman. First the phone call and then the visit…

But that never eventuated and I am thankful for that now.

When you were able to come to see me I was eager to please you… if I remember rightly it was just for masturbation, hand relief service… whatever you want to call it.

How times change. Now we come together and after each visit, I need and want more.

No there is no want of commitment like many would want, but there is a need for me to enjoy and experience everything, every position and every sensation that I can. I love being able to enjoy the pleasure of being able to relax and experience sex with others.

Not many men can take me to places deep within my mind where orgasms are always mind-blowing and I have to hang on to the bed not wanting to scratch or hurt you when I dig my fingers in deep.

As I type this I can feel your fingers playing with my pussy, your tongue licking my clit while another finger slips into my arse.

I’m as horny as hell and I know that this week we will share some time together and you as my teacher will take me to places that not many could ever imagine going.

Until then…

Marie

Many guys who would normally meet with me would never really understand that I can be as nervous as they are. And shy too. Really I am shy but some would never guess that I am when they are with me.

Just recently I have been enjoying the company of a guy who likes to please me. We send some emails back and forth and occasionally we get together for some special play time. I like my playtime breaks because it gives me a chance to experience the wild, the sensual and the erotic moments of pleasure that I long for.

Many times I hide behind my persona and it is hard to tell people or men what it is that pleases me. Like many women who have the same problem expressing themselves when confronted with that question… ‘What do you like, or what would you like to do now?’ can be very daunting.

I wouldn’t say it puts a woman off but they certainly have to think.

Here is a suggestion for you guys who like to ask that question. For once take control. I don’t mean that you need to over power her or anything like that. Make the decision and encourage her to enjoy herself. Start slowly and enjoy. If she starts to respond then continue. One word of advice if you are between her legs with your tongue licking her pussy, then go with her movements and let her lead you.

There is a chance that I may get to go away for an overnight stay with this guy and I am really looking forward to exploring different positions and being able to relax with him. I won’t be in my own bed, my own town and I will be away from home which makes the moment more exciting.

I can relax. I can be me… Well… then I can then be the me that I want to be.

I want to enjoy as many sensations as I can. I want him to teach me and to enjoy me at the same time.

He wrote a short story for me the other night and an email to me suggests he would like to enact that story. I have to be honest and say I had to read it three more times before I agreed.

My pussy tingled in anticipation of what might happen when we do meet and spend time together. I wanted to feel the pleasures that the girl in this story felt. I want to feel his tongue on my pussy, teasing me, teasing my clit and licking my arse… flicking his tongue up and down between my puckered hole and my clit.

The flat of his tongue, caressing me, making me twitch, shaking as he keeps me on the edge…. Slowly he slips his finger deep into my tight hole. The feeling of being invaded by a thick finger sends shivers up and down my body and my nipples ache.

I can feel my orgasm building up and up but he keeps me on the edge for so long…

Oh I want to cum, I want to scream but my breath comes in short sighs as I hang onto every feeling, every lick and every thrust of his finger deep in my arse.

He teases me… slowly he pulls his finger out of my hot tunnel…. So slowly that I live for every sensation, my clit feels like it is about to explode when he pushes it deep inside me again and again and those feelings leave me hanging yet again…

I long to climax…. I long to experience that wild climax that I cannot fake… one that makes my whole body quake from the mind-blowing sensations that he has created inside me.

Coming down from that wild orgasmic high, he lifts my legs up over his shoulder and fucks me with his hard throbbing cock. My pussy shudders with each thrust and in my mind I hoped he would slide his cock down… down to my puckered hole and slide his cock deep inside my arse.

I want him to arse fuck me until I can’t stand it any more. I want him to fuck me until he cums and creams my arse…

Oh… I long for our time away so he can fuck me as many times as he so desires. He can play with my body and I can play with his cock. I can’t wait to kneel in front of him and accept his cock into my mouth. My tongue will lick up and down the shaft before playing with the sensitive head… and then I will suck him deep into my mouth until I am almost gagging.

If I am lucky he will shoot his hot cum down my throat so we can start all over again…

Hmmm…

Until next time and I will share the part of his story that I so long to live.

Marie

Here is part of a story that my partner wrote it’s very good. He loves writing stories about me and my business and it also includes pictures that I am sure will impress you…

A Saturday Afternoon

I’m one of those guys who has never really settled down with a woman. I run my own building business and it keeps me so busy that I’ve never had time to form a steady relationship with a girl. To be truthful I’ve never really wanted to, who wants all the hassles of a wife?

I don’t even chase girls all that much. Who wants a one-night stand with a chick that needs respect in the morning? Instead I get my rocks off with hookers; not the cheap whores you can pick up on the streets but the girls who work in the agencies. They’re available whenever I feel the need, there’s no time wasted chatting up a girl only to get rejected. It’s simple, quick and easy; I give an agency a call, they send a girl round, I give her the money and she gives me a fuck. Who could ask for anything better than that?

You don’t even have to see the same girl twice, it’s like a sexual smorgasbord and you can go back as many times as you like and try something different each time.

Anyway one Saturday afternoon a couple of months ago I was down at the Casino with a Rob, a mate of longstanding, knocking back a few beers and we got talking about some of the agency girls we had fucked over the years. It turned out that we had nailed quite a few of the same pussies in that time and I jokingly said to my mate that we should have a trophy wall with pics on it of all the girls we had boffed.

After another beer we decided that what we really needed was a trophy wall with pics of us fucking the girls. We joked and laughed about that for a while and then my mate went quiet. I looked to see what was up and saw that he was looking past me at something on the other side of the bar.

I turned around and all I could see was a group of people sitting there drinking and talking so I turned back to my mate.

‘What are you looking at?’ I demanded

‘That chick over there with the long goldie brown hair’ he replied.

I turned around and had another look and there, laughing and joking in the middle of the group was a big girl. I watched for a few moments and then realised that I was being held by her smile and her big laughing eyes. She wasn’t smiling at me, she wasn’t even looking toward me but that smile and those eyes definitely held my attention.

Then I tore myself away from that smile and turned back to my mate.

‘She’s a hooker’ he said. ‘I’ve fucked her a few times and she’s bloody good mate!’

‘What agency does she work at?’ I had never seen her before and that smile still interested me.

‘No, she doesn’t work out of an agency. She works privately from her own place in South Hobart’ he replied.

That explained why I had never seen her. I had always been wary about seeing private workers; you never quite knew what was lurking in those other rooms in the house.

‘She’s genuine’ he went on. ‘When she fucks you there’s no faking it, she’s really getting off on it right along with you.’

Then I noticed him raise his hand in a discreet wave and a moment later give a slight nod. I looked at him and he laughed.

‘You want photos? This bitch is just wild enough to do them for you. She told me once she’s got a website with loads of pics on it but I’ve never seen it’

A moment later she was standing next to us. She definitely wasn’t a size 8 or 10 and that probably would have turned me off but she did have this presence about her. When she turned to look at me and smiled at me I just felt I was the centre of her universe. Her big eyes just held mine and I couldn’t look away, not even down at her big boobs that were brushing against my arm.

‘Hi Marie’ Rob greeted. ‘This is my good mate Dan. ‘He wants to have some photos taken while he bonks you.’

For some reason I could feel my face turning bright red. This was ridiculous; here I was being embarrassed in front of a prostitute. I’d probably fucked hundreds of them over the years so why was this one making me feel like a bumbling teenager?

‘Do you?’ she asked in a low voice that had just a touch of a laugh about it.

‘Well I … ah … maybe I …’ it was only getting worse.

‘Yes he does’ Rob laughed. ‘Are you interested and when are you going to be available?’

‘Hmm’ she said looking directly at me. ‘I’m interested and why don’t we go back to my place and do it now?’

I could tell she was interested. Her left boob was still brushing up against my arm and I could feel a very hard nipple.

‘How much?’ I asked and then immediately kicked myself for being so blunt. God this woman was having a strange affect on me. Normally asking that wouldn’t have been a problem but somehow with her that question sounded crass and rude.

She just smiled at me and named a figure that sounded very reasonable. I looked at Rob and he just laughed.

‘Done deal’ he said. ‘I’ve got my digital camera in the car so we can use that if it’s ok with you Marie?’

‘That’s fine’ she replied. ‘How about I go with you guys and then when we’ve finished you can drop me back here?’

Ten minutes later we were pulling up outside a comfortable cottage in South Hobart.

‘This is Marie’s Place,’ she said to me as we got out of Rob’s car. ‘Let’s go in and have some fun.’

She took me by the hand and led me through the front gate and Rob followed with his camera.

‘Are you sure this is ok?’ I asked as she dug in her purse for the key to the front door.

‘Of course it is,’ she laughed. ‘My partner is still back at the Casino. He knows what I do and he has no problems.’

I was surprised to say the least and then I realised that I had seen a wedding ring on her finger. I hesitated but Rob gave me a push and urged me on.

‘Yeah - you don’t have to worry about Steve. I’ve met him, he’s cool about Marie - the lucky bastard!’

I would have stopped and thought about that last comment some more but Rob kept on pushing me through the door and Marie was standing down the hallway and beckoning me to follow.

She led me into what was her bedroom and there was the biggest bed I had ever seen. It looked huge and comfortable and when she saw what I was looking at she laughed.

I turned to look at her and got an eyefull of the biggest pair of boobs I had ever seen on a hooker. While I had been looking at the bed Marie had been taking her blouse off.

Now she stood before me with her boobs out over her bra and just wearing her short skirt, black stockings and heels. She was holding her hand out and smiling at me in a cheeky way that made my cock start to go hard.

I stammered something and managed to feel like a fool again as I pulled out my wallet and extracted some bills. She took them and winked at me.

‘How about I pop these into the top of my stocking, just so that anyone who sees these pics knows you paid for it?’

She bent down and folded them into her stocking top and as she did so I got an even better view of her big boobs.