Thursday, February 20, 2014

Ambushed by the local high school cheerleader team

Yeah, I wish. When I was walking around on campus, I spotted some cheerleaders scattered around in their shortest possible pure white skirt, and maybe in sport shoes as good as bare feet.

They are two far away from me to have an erection, which is a good thing. I have enough self control not to get any closer. But admired at a distance, they are more like perfect ballerina figurines.

But all of a sudden they congregated to perform a surprise cheer for the crowd some 10 ft in front of me. It's not like across the football field.

The problem is, they are all not like "chunky" NFL sexy types, but rather Babie doll types, the oldest less than 19. Imagine the effect on me when they all spread their legs and kick around. Very blond, very long legs, very slim. There are Asians among them but they all have the same build. With one or two exceptions, they don't have baby fat but Babie doll limbs. Did they all give up milk and meat?

It's like Girl Generation in the fresh, X 10.

The next morning I called Ms Pencil right away. (Mrs Player didn't summit that night.) When I met her I realized why I was a bit obsessed with her. She was wearing a tight jean skirt as short as she can get away with having to walk in and out of the car. What a coincidence. I didn't asked her what to wear but since the school uniform last time, she has good idea. She had lacy lingerie under it too.

I knew she has a great butt the first time she had a tight knee length pant on. That's the reason I stayed. The 2nd time she had a tight mini hot pant. It's great but I didn't know her legs are awesome until she almost bare them all under a super mini skirt.

I brought a 4 in casual high heel sandal with a tiny pinkish floral top. The amount of wood used for the chunky heels instead of a metal spike means expensive. Again she fit it like Cinderella. I asked her to walk around for a few steps on the skirt, then on lingerie alone, then naked.

I still think she has a fixation on cocks but she is a lesbian. Unusually my charm doesn't work much on her but she likes my cock more it seems. A curiosity item?

Monday, February 17, 2014

Cinderella, the wicked kind

Miss Pencil is one of a kind.  After we met, I'm not so sure I will see her again but I thought of her a lot, more by the day.  But it's not lust, addiction that sort of thing.  I am just more doubting and flip-flopping.

Finally I decided a few days after seeing her.  I'm not crazy about her but I want not to think about her too much and doubt too much.  So I sent her this and ask if she would wear this.  For many reasons, few would, and not usually for new clients.

When I sent her a "thank you" message after our first meet, she was very warm and enthusiastic, replying with lots of emotion-cons. I didn't get a reply.

So I waited enough to show that I don't care that much about the costume or about seeing her, and pressed for an answer.  It turned out that she was worrying about doing outcall, rather than the costume.  There's nothing much I can do about not doing incall. But for the costume, I made sure that she can't find excuses and just duck out of it when we met again.  After I gave her some compliments, she said, "It's cute and I like it."  But still I don't trust her that much because there's no emotion-cons, no exclamation marks.

Of course I didn't get a new one that would be a risky investment.  I brought out my own collection (for Mrs Player that is).  Sadly, it's rarely used.  I put the geninue outfit in the washing machine by itself to give it a good wash, packed it with some butcher paper (!), and put it in a 6th Avenue type of shopping bag to make it look sort of like new so she won't hesitate to wear without thinking about how may people wear that before and how many stains were on it and then removed.

Remember that how I was thinking to ask her to wear a mask?  I got it.  Actually the big bow tie on the chest can be used for blindfolding while she can still see through.  My excuse will be not allowing her to see what I'm doing on her, that it's part of the investigation of going out with a lot of boys and took all their money, or just that I'm shy.  Unfortunately I forget to bring that piece.  But it wouldn't work anyway.   We really need a nylon legging over her head so as not to come off with our intense fuck.

I have been preparing for the day since I booked her.  Deep cleaning, deep moisturizer, cut nails, trimmed hair & bush, frequent brushing and chewing gums. It's not like I'm going to impress a high-class hooker and turn her into a girlfriend.  For somebody that is possibly afraid of germs, all little things help.  I have girls asking me about a patch of bad skin, about a tape.  Some girls prefer bald balls but some are scared as if you are on chemo.   

The problem is, Mrs Player found me too irresistible.  The night before she kicked me.  It was a once in a blue moon bat signal.  "Oh no, " I told myself.  If it were Chanel I always find some excuses to continue sleeping, even though they are hardly convincing.  But even that Mrs Player is pretty hot.  I always saved my load for Chanel because I paid for it.  Mrs Player can kick me some other time.

May be Mrs Player put two and two together, knowing that I have the chance to go out of town.  She wanted to ruin my plans as part of her nature.  Not only that she wanted sex, she wanted hot sex.  I told myself, "I can handle this." (Even if I'm going to give Ms Pencil a good fuck for my money. ) As usual I had to force myself on her until she gave up resisting.  This time she wanted to be a cowgirl.  It didn't happen too often so I turned on and dimmed the light.

After her orgasm she became a corpse as usual.  I pulled her legs dragged her to the side of the bed.  I stood at the edge of the bed and penetrated in the middle of her legs.  I bent her knees, pulled her legs straight up, kissed her feet, bend her legs down, and all sorts of things while I was fucking her intensely, harder by the stroke. After I came buckets I made sure that my cum stay in the towel without dripping down the carpet that I have to clean afterwards.  I rolled her over away from my space and went to sleep. Before I left home the next day I brought a pair of sexy shoes from the closet.  It was not in a prominent place so it's disappearance won't be noticed for a while. It's a pair of streamlined high "heel" wedge platform.  It's small and lightweight to go with the uniform.  It's not typical for the costume but I like some 4" of heels that alters the look of the legs, whole body posture and the way of moving around.  The view from above has to be having as minimum obstruction as possible.  The pair is black, which goes well with the costume.
Having something wrong with some of my cards and with some pins, I ended up at a bank at 9 am asking for cash.  When it was my turn a sexy teller opened a new window just to serve me.  Do you believe it's an coincidence?  If you believe 3 is a pattern I have to tell you that for some reasons bankers are very much into me :-))   (But so are teachers.)
Just happened that this teller is very small that could easily fit into the uniform I have. To make her taller she is wearing a 4" high heel with thicker, stronger lines suitable for work.  She was wearing a suit with a skirt just long enough for work.  I saw her walking around on her high heels when she turned up for work.  When she checked my ID I was thinking she was trying hard to suppress her surprise and disappointment.  Then I remembered that a teenage checker in a local hardware store couldn't suppress it because her colleague laughed behind her back.  The surprise and disappointment turned into shame and anger.
Miss Pencil was waiting for me in the motel room. The coldness on her messages was gone.  It was as if someone was replying the messages for her sometimes.  We even had a hug, during which I squeezed her bottom.  
Apparently she put some effort into her appearance than last time.  She worked on her eye lashes a bit and may be more makeup.  I didn't try to see if that make a difference. LOL.  I can't say she's ugly or scary.  She is a case of her facial features don't grow on you.  Indeed I can't say what features she has and I'm not keen to find out.
She has a very small hot pant on, but a kneel length boot.  Oh yes, here it's like summer and didn't rain for a long time.  I don't know if she wants her outfit to be sexier than the costume so she doesn't have to wear it, or she just want to show me that she can be very sexy, sexier than last time we met.  But I hate boots, the longer the worse it is.
I handed over the shopping bag.  She took out at the skirt and said immediately it's too big.  I thought it maybe her excuse but I just told her to wear what's fit and then turned around, waiting her to finish changing.
When she told me she was ready, I turned around to be surprised that it fits well.  she's twenty something at least but skinner than many school girls.  She is actually stretched a bit like, well, a barbie doll, but just not a designer's face.
What she said about the skirt being not fit means the skirt was too long.  It was too long for costumes but it was authentic.  Girls don't go to school covering half their asses, do they?  Obviously she likes it, saw the good quality of the material, and asked me where did I get it.
Not only that she fits the costume like her own, both top and bottom, but she was wearing the pair of wedge I brought.  She told me they fits but I don't believe her.  I went down on her to check, only to find that they fits her feet like the Cinderella story.
Before I arrived I had a lot of mental exercises to prepare for it.  "Form toe to hair", I told myself many times.  In the past few good encounters, I lost my mind a bit and went up and down.  I did things repeatedly without depth.  This time I should went back to basics, so basic do I won't forget even if I lost my mind.
I lifted her up to sit on the bathroom counter top.  I brought a chair for her feet to rest on so I don't need to hold both of them all the time.  She has deformed toes due to wearing too much pointed shoes, like the majority of women on earth.  So I didn't went crazy after taking off her shoes.  I didn't suck her toes but kissed and maybe licked from feet up, both of them. 
When I got to her skirt I made her stand up.  From up skirt I saw that she was wearing a nice lingerie, deep bluish with white floral patterns.  It complemented the sailor costume quite nicely but would be too sexy for the real thing.
Her bottom piece was tiny but I turned it into a throng and munched away.  My pants was too tight then so I took it off to release the pressure.  Until I was naked with my cock dangling. 
Sticking to the toe to hair scheme, I took off her skirt and panties and sat her on the bathroom counter top, legs spreading.  I took a good lick at her pussy.  It seemed that I had a good connection with her.  I don't usually go down on pussy that much. Going down on her seems to be like breast feeding, going on and on with warm and fuzzy feeling.
With her still sitting high, naked down there, leggings spreading wide around me, I felt her breasts on top of her uniform then reached under her top to get to them.  I lifted her top to take a good look at her bra. I complimented her, for the effort.  I took them off carefully with her help, trying not to ruin could be one of her best lingerie. 
When I saw her nipples I couldn't control myself but went ahead for some intense licking. They didn't look as perfect as last time but I had to suck them out and bite them off while she was holding her top for me.  In reality all I can do was intense licking with some lip sucking, anything else would hurt.
Now mission almost accomplished so I relaxed and let her continue when I sat on the side of the bed with my cock sticking out.  She came over, knelt down and started stroking my cock carefully and skillfully.  All the while she was looking at my cock in front of her face intensely like she has an oral fixation.  It wasn't expected as I didn't think she would like it and skipped the CBJ last time.
With the stroking, I was fully erect.  I thought she was going to swallow my bare cock with all of her mouth but she put on the condom.  Still kneeling down, she sucked away.  It was better than I imagined.  Her long hair is split in front of her face and with her going back and forth, I couldn't see much of her face but only sexiness.
She took her time enjoying my cock and then rose from the kneeling position to ride me.  I kept sitting up and tried to force her to sit on me and to fuck me face to face sitting.  The penetration was good and it was warm and cuddly.  But it wouldn't work.  So I laid down and let her do her cowgirl.  She increased the pace, depth and strength gradually and I was enjoying it.  Then she started the intense rhythm and tried to finish me.  To finish on top one position will be the squat with very deep penetration.  She wasn't doing that.  She was trying to use squeeze suction, fast and furious.
I wouldn't let her finish that, though it could be fun.  I got up at last.  I let her sit down at the very edge of the bed. Then I penetrated her while standing, she balancing herself with the help of her hands.  Her pussy was then between a stone hard beam and a hard cock.  Then I pounded her, increasing the thrust to become a foundation building mega machine at the end.  She wasn't afraid of a tough missionary after all.
Before the finish I let her do her best.  I pulled out and with my index finger made a circle like a magic wand, she turned over on her hands and knees, with butt hanging over the side of the bed.  I hold her pelvis as tight as I could and banged on her. Last time I knew she could take some punch like this and this time there was no mercy.  
After the firework I would love to stay inside a bit more, warm and cozy. But it wasn't comfortable with me standing straight and her butt in the air.  I pulled out carefully with the condom, pushed her away a little and collapsed in her place.
She went for the shower.  This time I made sure that she didn't want me in.  She really want to get a good wash without me getting in the way.
The way she acts remind me of an ancient BBC drama. The NHS is in disarray and all the nurses find it hard to survive on their salary and all had to find 2nd jobs. The nurse is a long timer but still somewhat attractive. An old man came to her house for after hospital therapy with referral. There was a roll of butcher paper on the head side of the bed, 3 ft wide or half of that.  She pulled on the roll so there is a sheet of paper covering the length of the bed.  Then the old man lied down on top of the paper.  Then it was insinuated that the "therapy" is actually a hand job or blow.    
I think I remembered that in some situations like a frequently used check-up room, you do have paper rolls like that when you have to sit or lie down naked or not.  Otherwise, the BBC drama would be quite original.
Ms Pencil is an uncommon case.  There are a lot of girls you simply won't want to see again. Others you want to marry them but then there are too many of them for the money you have.  Every time after the firework I doubt if I would see Ms Pencil again.  Even though her face appearance didn't grow on me like most others did, I kept thinking of her.  Now, I have a whole closet, and them some, of shoes that fits her ...... The one above is some 30 dollars but most of the others are priced above Chanel, the label, and even the most expensive pairs that Chanel, the escort, wore, are a league below.

Sunday, February 09, 2014

Miss Pencil

I had to be out of town so I had to be adventurous.  I picked one with great waist and looks great in a mini skirt.

After got lost in town amidst impossible traffic on a Saturday afternoon, I arrived in a Motel 6, an incall place that Miss Pencil took great length to hide until the last minute.

When I saw her I almost wanted to get out. She is not ugly but I won't pick her up at random in the streets for sex.  I'm not sure I can fantasy if I see her face more clearly and more often at close range.  There's no make over, no makeup or anything sexy about her.

Somehow her tight pants caught my attention.  It's more like yoga pants but made of causal material.  So I thought the pictures were real and it could get better with her clothes off.  The other reason I didn't get out immediately was that it was getting late (afternoon) and I could get much worse.  At least she is young, not more than 25.

She is younger than I thought because she is around for over a year or so.  She has some confident in her that she started to undress right in front of me.  Or she don't know how to do it more professionally.  There is an aura of amateurish around her.

It wasn't a strip tease but I had an erection watching her.  I though I at least would have a great ass but her breasts are a precious find.  Small firm tits, erect nipples like a pencil eraser.  Her ass and legs are better than in the pictures without the skirt.

She wanted to massage me.  It was crap.  But I learned that it will calm their nerves if they need to, and it's a waste of clock time if they want to.  Just let it be.

She used the finger feather touch on me to work me up and then told me to turn over.  I obliged.  I thought she hesitated to put on the cover and blew me, or put on the cover and rode cowgirlly and finish me.

So I started gripping her gently and munch on her breasts.  Actually there's not much breast if you don't suck hard on them, but all nipples.  Her nipples were all erected perhaps after the massage on me.

It was a struggle.  After a few secs of sucking her breast, I would went crazy sucking and her nipples would get in the way, perhaps caught in my teeth.  She would push my mouth away and I had to lick her instead.  If I suck on the nipples it's worse because the pressure on a small place will be great.  So I settled of licking her nipples hard and gently putting them and her breast between my lips.  But she seemed to enjoy it when it didn't hurt.

I enjoyed so much left and right so I prepared for the long haul.  I began rubbing her pussy as I worked on her nipples.  She was fine with that.  Then I went down on her totally.  It seemed that she is the type of younger girls with many rules but she was fine with that too.  She seemed to enjoy it though her mock moaning sounds amateurish.

I could have asked to massage her.  I could have penetrated her.  But all I did was munching her nipples and pussy, and in cycles.  Also, I asked her to turn around so I could munch on her great ass too.  She did but only a quarter turn.

I laid down.  She put on the cover and rode me.  It was a great sight with her erect nipples on her small firm breast.  I wish I could pinch her hard.  But I couldn't even suck her hard.  So I rubbed her nipples gently as if to arouse her. 

She rode harder and harder as if to finish me off.  I don't enjoy cowgirl other than the visual stimulation.  So I put her down and wanted my spoon so I can cup her breasts tight at her back.  But she wouldn't have anything of it.  Did I say she is the type with many rules?  So it was a crossed leg sideway fuck with she facing up and me sideways.  It was intense but I couldn't come that way, no matter how hard I tried.

I tried the missionary.  It was worse.  She actually wouldn't lie down flat.  She used the headboard and her legs to prevent me from deep penetration.  That's too bad, reminding me of many germophiles and semi-rip-off artists.

I was surprised she was willing to do the doggie.  I wasn't hoping for too much.  I was just playing along.  But after a few strokes, I knew she meant business.  And she had great ass and legs.  I gripped her butt as hard as I could, to make up for not able to rough up her breasts and nipples.  Then I went In & Out as hard as I could and as far as I could.  She didn't complain or flinched or ducked.  I asked her politely if she could take it every time I increased the thrust.  She kept her posture well and would put my dick back in if I ventured too far out.  She was totally wet with fluid flying all over.

I came, rolled over, and collapsed on bed.  She checked the cover, total me that it's intact, and went into the bathroom.  I could hear the non-stop shower.  She never came out of it.

I waited and waited.  She was not coming out.  She could had been waiting for me to join her but I didn't think of that.  So I went to the sink to wash my hands, rinse my mouth and clean my dick with towels.  When I was pulling off the cover, she made sure I flush it into the toilet.  That was the rare moment I saw her face since she disappeared into the shower.

So I put my clothes back on.  Debating myself whether to leave her a tip.  And told her that I'm going home to take a hot bath.  Then she rushed out of the shower to ask me to rate her on the website.  Review is a problem as I don't do it but rating is just ticking whether she is a rip-off artist or not.

It was only yesterday.  Today I kept thinking of her, or her nipples and great ass.  Her face became a blur, that I didn't see clearly or deliberately not looking in the first place.  Then I fantasized about putting her in different uniforms.  (And how politely to ask her to put on a beautiful sexy veil? I love devote muslim women?) Then I can't wait to execute that.  That's not a problem as she lives in the next town.  That's the advantage of true independents.  They will be there when you want to train them to suit your needs.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

What my tax refund brought me last year

I'm working on 2013 tax right now as the refund reserve is running low.  2013 turned out to be a very fun year.  To review that I have to start from the turn of 2012.  To spare you that, for now, I will start with the last one of 2013.  My best overall award for the year.

My trick for self preservation is not to hangout on hooker message boards, not to scrutinize every review, and not even to look at PM's of your alternative identity.  You save a lot of energy, time, and most importantly, money.

So when I have the need, I don't have much time to select.  But that's OK.  There are many professionals who's job is to make your decision wrong.  On that day, on my bookers' listings, there are no outstanding ads.  So I picked a summer intern lookalike, leggy and in an Ally McBeal jacket and skirt.

When the door opened and I looked behind it, I remembered that why I did not use this booker that much.  Instead of a summer intern (=young), she is what a cougar should be.  I wasn't disappointed as my expectations are not that high; it would be silly otherwise.  But you have to at least use the picture to claim something and be judged against it.  Many bookers are careful not to annoy customers.  If they put out an outstanding fake picture, they will be fairly certain that customers will not complain.  Or, they will be out of business soon (unless your business are from backpages, no offence).

Since I'm in a roll for the whole year, I didn't prepare to turn away if I sense that something wasn't right.  Naturally I scanned her even though I was a bit surprised.  She has back length hair, rather natural as opposed to silky smooth from head to butt, or so good that you are only allowed to have a glimpse of it.  She has a classic oval face, not pretty, not cute, nor anything wrong with it.  Not really anything bad for the naked look makeup, just about every girl do that so they can get in and out of the shower with ease.  Just that maybe some girls just don't need to apply much makeup for the makeupless look.

She has a thickly padded white bikini bra.  I have no idea why she picked that.  From the amount of flesh I felt, she must be wearing a throng type 2nd piece below.  But my scanning stopped at waist level.  It wasn't too flattering compared to my other girls.  And I wasn't there to pick flaws.  It was a pity that I stopped as I found out later that her legs are one of her strengths and she had a 4" sexy scandal and well done pedicure.   If I looked down and she had it on and wore that well, I couldn't possibly have 2nd thoughts.

I have a theory that through the keyhole I looked like a handsome 20 something with clueless expectations.  (Maybe minus the handsome a bit.)  And that she must have that sort of thing knocking the door too many times.  She didn't even bother to put on her heels expecting me to go away.

I didn't have 2nd thoughts anyway as I hadn't even considered other ads.  She is highly fuckable.  I could waste my time picking someone else but very likely I won't do any better.

I always know that model material and GFE are somewhat negatively correlated.  At the time if I don't have any alternatives in mind, I would stay expecting that girls will work harder to compensate for their shortcomings in appearance.  I was right more than wrong.  But I learned to be careful not to let them know my thinking.  When I was naive I tried to communicate that "you are not that good looking and you should do a lot more than model materials".  "I stay and don't disappoint me."  It doesn't work that way.  You will hurt their feelings.  And everybody is diva on their own domain.  If they know you will not be back given half the choice, they just don't bother.

But even for the insecure girls, if you find something on her that you are really (or not really) into, she will probably do her best to show her strong points to get you hooked.

This cougar is none of the above.  Maybe one day she woke up, wanted or needed money, and just stepped across the line.  She is a natural.  She doesn't need to prepare anything.  Just cross the line and take clients.  Without clothes she looked the part as a sexy call girl.  But with clothes on she can go to work in a supermarket or a bank, all without modifications.

We were well acquainted in the seconds on the way into the bed room.  We get naked and headed for the bathroom.  She was leading the way holding my hand, while I was like pointing a gun at her end of spine.  She was happy and I was happy, both laughing all the way to the bathroom.

After she kneel down, she began to compliment the size of my dick.  As usual I didn't take much notice.  I know I'm not small at all when I am fully erected.  So what?  Will you give me a discount if you are satisfied?   None offered so far.  I'm supposed to be very grateful if they cum.

I came out of the bathroom first and she soon followed.  When I was still standing she walked into me, smiling with her eyes and held my neck.  In the pass I would think this is the GFE routine.  One DFK and you can't complain on reviews that she is not GFE.  Nowadays one DFK doesn't make you a GFE.  So they just don't start that on their own.

But this cougar is different.  She is a natural.  I think she just thinks that is the right thing to do at the time and she liked to do it.  While I knew it would be the beginning of a beautiful relationship for the next hour, I remembered the mirrors.  Out of the bathroom I usually wait by a mirror for qualified hookers to get a close examination while enjoying myself.  After hangout in the bathroom, I knew she is well qualified.  But she came out so fast that I didn't have time to think about where I should sit and wait.

GFE can wait.  When we were both standing up I took her to the front of a floor standing dress mirror. Model materials are more likely to stand by the mirror and let you explore her body.  But still they may not be happy to give you the chance to discover any minor flaws.  For the majority they won't like you to discover something that will turn you off, or held against them when you have the choice.   She just went where I took her.  She didn't mind if that made me happy.

I kissed her, fondled her breasts and sucked them good.  And then down from there.  I wasn't just looking at the mirror from time to time.  I was turning her slightly all the time so I have the optimum angle to look at myself performing those acts.  I looked at myself squeezing her breasts both directly and in the mirror.  I saw myself sucking her breasts and licking her nipples in the mirror.

In hind sight I remembered her ad says all natural.  It is usually the code word for organic breasts.  They looked like it.  They are not suffocatingly big.  But they are good sized, in good shape, elastic and have a very natural feel to them when squeezed.  Her nipples were not so perfect as to look dead.  More like those of a teen.

Her butt is her strong point.  She was a throng on so there's nothing to help her butt to stay up.  It's round, firm and bouncy.  In front of the mirror in daylight, you should notice easily if there's anything wrong with her legs.  I didn't.  Well proportioned and goes well with her butt.  I kissed all the way down to her fancy toes.  Since she was supposed to be standing straight up all the time, after I went home I discovered that I hurt some of my muscles going up and down from head to toe.

If I'm writing at this speed it will take all year.  Let me publish it first.  Will continue.

Thursday, December 05, 2013

I'm cool

Therapy time.

The other day when I was walking in the neighbourhood in my causal / pyjama / workout outfit with a high school flavor, a leggy blond shouted Hi and waved to me some ten car spaces away.

Her mother was there too, just drove her back from school! She's my favourite school girl, pre-teen but built like a teen model.  Her body isn't exceptional but tall if not taller than many adults.  Indeed I barely recognize her because I met her just once in my house.  I avoided checking her out, looking elsewhere most of the time but I remembered her rather lovely toes.  At least you have to know where the person stands to offer her tea or something.

I waved back.  Am I cool?  May be I am.  May be Mrs Player is cooler because she is the undisputed fashion icon of the neighbourhood, or the entire small city.  She always leave the house in her uniforms, which is also her merchandize. 

A couple of months earlier I was with a relative who got hungry.  We rushed into the nearest McDonald for some snacks.  To our horror the entire high school nearby was there as the school day had just ended.

I was in my slippers, Kelvin Klein's over the kneel jeans, M&S polo (that never faded away), and dark glasses. If you take a flight to LA in summer you will see a lot of these variants.  Indeed too much to make you feel sick.

But some are just cooler than the others.  When I walk pass a high school girl looking at the entrance, she said hi to me!  I didn't know what to do.  I wasn't prepared for that in 20 years.  So I tried to be very nice and polite, replied hi, all smiling, and continue to go where I was going.  Phew!  I hope she was not disappointed or hurt in any way.

She wasn't a teen model but not bad.  She was like the captain of the social club, trying to chat to the new cool guy in school that she never saw.  Or nowadays in school they just hook up this way?

Not long before that, in the mail I got a membership invitation to join the AARP.  Fuck.  They should be banned for soliciting, not even in the mail.

Monday, September 30, 2013

Gangster trophy fuck

I needed sex.  Should I go to those "married still looking" scam sites or just buy what I need?

Nowadays I stayed away from anything escort, or porn for that matter, until I have morning wood or just need sex.  It's easy to find satisfaction but the only pressure is, can she beat my last one?

As soon as I started to write my last conquest, the next one overwhelmed me one way or the other.  I'm on a roll!  So, this girl is the last one I met, jumping the line to appear first.

I have a few choices with familiar bookers.  But not on a Sunday.  This G isn't even my first choice.  But then she's available, but only after a few hours, probably travelling.  I passed but couldn't find any better and faster.  When the time comes I found out that she's still available.

I went to an "luxurious" apartment complex and to a secret apartment.  As I expected, pictures are totally irrelevant.  I like the girl in the picture, probably some foreign porn stars switched with movie star's heads.  But usually the girl is just as likable in a different way.

She has a body that everybody girl would not mind to have.  She's in a bikini, standing tall, without dark curtains and dim lights.  She looks fit and healthy compared to skinny girls, and her body looks flawless.  If her legs is a little longer she can really be a cat walk model.  I think she was bare foot.  Smaller girls will wear heels and taller girls will be bare foot, not wanting to be taller than some clients when the door is opened.

Her hair is all pinned up.  But that's not unusual.  She went for the naked look, barely seems to have much makeup on.  She does make use of tapes to make her eyes look beautiful and sexy.  She looks like a very pretty house wife but her body made her a porn star, not the rough and ready type.  She's very friendly and handled herself well.  So you can's tell if she's early twenties or over thirty.  It's not that I can't tell but my wife really looks half her age.

So it's not age.  Some girl like to go for cute and sweet and some girls like her try to be friendly and accommodating.

In the bathtub naked I understand her choice of darker bikini color.   She can go for fluffy pink lingerie, innocent white, or mysterious black.  But she has tattoo fully covering her back!  It was the usual greenish dark color but probably well made and stylish.  It looks like the girl friend of gangsters as in the movies, those with expensive suits and hair styles.

Now was I expecting too much nowadays?  She didn't wash my ass.  I was expecting her to kneel anytime to suck me good.  She didn't.  When she come out from the bathroom to join me,  I was hoping she would suddenly kneel down and suck me.  She didn't.  I sat on the side of the bed next to a wall mirror.  I was waiting for her to blow me there so I can watch in the mirror.  She just invited me onto the bed.

She blew me bare, pretty good but nobody can be much better then the rest.  I can resist not to look at her, but she likes to know if I was looking and behave differently, more nasty when I just lie down.  It was really but nothing really special.  She didn't lick and suck my balls.  But perhaps she did, not in a big way.

Then came the cow girl.  I discovered that her boobs and nipples looks rather fresh and bouncy.  I barely touch them, just admired them.  I was thinking how to give her a good fuck, suck and lick when it's my turn.

After riding me without bringing me to near climax, she got off and took my place.  She lied down and spread her legs, waiting for a missionary.   I don't particularly like that.  I liked to be asked what I want to do.  I like that in a way that "I'm a whore and fuck me now."  I know I need not go in but sometimes it's not bad to go with the flow.  If you want to go behind her back all at once some will freak out.  And missionary is the simplest way to warm her up, the pussy.

Once I got in, after a few strokes, I was thinking how to pull out gracefully, and what to do next with my favourite positions.  Before that, I wanted to try if she is a GFE, totally GFE, or GFE but just not kissing.

I went mouth to mouth and kissed her lightly.  Then deeper and tightly.  There is no resistance.  Her hands were still holding my lower body if at all.  She is not trying to be a good kisser and show me how to.  She is not trying to tease me with her tongue.  She is just letting me kiss her the way I want, probably holding my waist.

It's not my favourite position but my Kirby instant took over.  I just sucked on her mouth and lips, didn't let her go, holding her and kept fucking and fucking.  I like to do that probably not may girls will let you do that.

She is so obediently and accommodating that I let go of her body, and holding her head with both of my hands.  I kirbyed her and there was no signs of unwillingness or resistance.  May be it could a scene from the game thrones, holding a severed head and deep kiss on the mouth.  But I was also fucking her body. 

Soon my cock exploded like fireworks accidentally ignored on the ground, going off all at once.  I jerked and shuddered on top of her.  She laughed satisfactorily.

I know what happened could be that, girls are afraid of two things.  One, client don't come.  Two, over time.  In my case I wasn't too excited after the blow job and cow girl.  They are not bad at all but I usually wasn't into them.  I was a bit late so she would be worrying if I started to go for multiple positions from there.  If she sensed a way to finish me off on time she would.

This is my 2nd girl like that, full of tattoo at the back.  The last one made the room very dark and never turn her back on me.  She squeezed me in between bookings without giving me the time that I am entitled.  She is also quite pretty, acted maturely, very nice body but artistically not as nice as this one.  When I complained about the light she walked into me and so I start fucking her.  When I wanted spoon she wouldn't let me see her back.  When I tried to kiss her, her bossiness disappeared and took it all in, until I cum.  That place is more like Craiglist style, never much of a GFE place.  If she is not that pretty I would never tried.

Now G wants to connect with me after fuck so I will return next week or a few times more.  I would love to.  But nowadays I don't have any pressure to see anybody regularly.  When we say goodbye at the door she did the usual trick, she let her hair down.  It was beautiful, dense, lusty and silky and below her shoulder.  I wanted to marry her.  But then I wasn't addicted to anybody.  If I have the budget then I'll come back.  But I know that she won't be there for long, a couple of months at most.

So, my worry is will the next girl I fuck beat her?

Tuesday, April 09, 2013

Eat me more — head to toe person care rundown for billionaire mistresses

I'm on a roll!  I couldn't remember when you are spoiled for choices like this at my area.  You can pick who have the best legs and the pictures are decently real.  They are quite GFE too, kneel down and blow your mind away with no warning at all.

I haven't come round to write reviews yet as I don'twant to see their pictures too often, which get me all horny again, and have to pick up the phone.

Now for something different.  These are what my mistresses will use daily even when I'm a billionaire.  They are cruelty free, organic or otherwise as natural as pure water.  As with the most essential things in life, they don't cost much.


Use liquid Castile soap for shampoo.  Soap is basically a salt of an "alkaline" and a fatty acid.  Solid soap is made of sodium (as in common salt) as the "alkaline".  Potassium soaps are liquids.  Castile soap is made from olive oil as the fatty acid.  Not all fatty acids are equal, the same as that the "alkalines" are not equal.  Castile soap is known for it's gentle properties.

Commercial high quality shampoos are actually very gently, yet giving you the illusion of a lot of soapiness.  They put in a lot of goodies like moisturizers into the shampoo rather than cleaning agents, which you don't really need that much for a daily basis.  Also, a lot of things cannot co-exist with soap so they have to formulate something else for removing oil, but yet giving you a very soapy and clean feel.

So, Castile soap is the closest to commercial fake soaps - very gentle.  Cleaning agents do the same thing - remove oil.  For oily hair you can use every day.  For dry hair, some can go without shampoo for a week and still have very beautiful hair (see youtube videos).  That explains a lot of people can use baking soda only to rinse their hair, which doesn't do much for cleaning in solution form.  But if you fuck up your hair, you can sprinkle solid baking soda to deodorize and then rinse thoroughly.

With Castile soap, the hair doesn't feel that good after shampoo.  A famous brand that is certified organic have enough glycerin in it, which is universally used in personal care products as moisturizer.  With normal hair, you should feel perfectly fine after your hair is dry, without conditioner.

If your hair get all tangled after shampoo or otherwise still feel the need for conditioner, don't.  Conditioner coat your hair and takes much longer to dry.  A good detangle bush will do a good job for detangling without using any chemicals.  The best conditioner for me is dilute glycerin.

Organic Castile soap and Organic glycerin made from vegetables are both roughly about $10 a bottle ( about 32 oz, 1 L).  Liquid Castile soap can last a lot longer than a bottle shampoo because of the concentration and the amount you need.

Glycerin comes in the form of a very thick clear liquid, usually with a very low amount of water in it.  For one part glycerin by volume, anywhere from three part to ten parts of purified water can be used to dilute it.  It depends on personal preferences and application and of course cost.  With three parts of water, you can immediately feel the difference when your hands are dry.  With 10 parts, you are probably not aware of it but the glycerin is there.  It's like oil clinging onto your skin.  No mater how much you rinse the oil is still there.  Glycerin is soluble in water, but it clings to your skin, and retain water with the molecules.  It is sort of self regulatory.

You can rinse your hair with diluted glycerin but the more cost effective way is to spray with an "atomizer" or mist bottle.  Start with 8 parts of water and spray as much as you want and see how it goes when dry.

Don't use tap water for leave in sprays, as hard water contains a lot of dissolved solids.  But it doesn't cause any harm, as much as taking a bath with tap water.  Use filtered or distilled water.


Castile soap followed by glycerin rinse or spray.  A lot of women use 6 parts of water for spray.  To "foliate" I recommend baking soda powder that is as fine as anything else and dissolve in water on contact.

To kill germs you can add vodka to the glycerin solution up to 20% alcohol content.  Standard vodka is 40% alcohol by volume, which can but not sufficient for first-aid that uses 70% rubbing alcohol (which is a different non-eatable chemical).  If you add equal part of water to vodka, you get 20% alcohol solution.  Not suitable for first-aid if you have rubbing alcohol, but effective in killing germs nevertheless.  Perhaps glycerin and vodka mixture allow the alcohol to cling onto the skin for longer, making it more effective as in hand sanitizers.  20% solution is tested on animal (me) for totally curing some germ related recurring skin problems.  Any higher or lower concentrations you have to test it on other animals (you).

You can use other alcohols as long as you can drink it (my title is eat/drink me more).  Just that Vodka is rather high concentration, pure, and colourless and nearly odourless.  Red wine is good for your skin I heard, but you don't want a red stain.  Dilute vodka is also recommended in some face beauty treatment.


Rinse your ear canal with glycerin and all your problems will vanish.  Glycerin dissolves oil and along with it the odour and accumulated dirt.  It is also a mild antiseptic as germs cannot grow in it.  You can use glycerin neat, but must rinse your ear canal thoroughly after.  Pure glycerin will absorb a small amount of water from your skin if it cannot find enough in the air.  But commercial available isn't usually 100% glycerin even though it's thick and almost pure.  For infections you can try diluting 3% hydrogen peroxide for first-aid with equal volume of water first.


Equal part of glycerin and purified for dry lips.  Sweet.  To me bloody red full thick lipstick is always a strong sign of Not to Kiss warning.


Use Castile soap for body wash, followed by glycerin body spray if needed.  I used to have a huge bottle of body moisturizer with a pump by my side.  If I don't use it enough I will have outbreaks due to dryness even if I use Dove for body wash.  I don't need any lotions any more.

I have seen somebody with nice and delicate skin.  Their skin is in very good condition, good to see and good to touch.  But the thought of them all lotioned up is not appetizing.  Glycerin spray achieves the same purpose and more.  It's appetizing as it is actually sweet and used for (expensive) sugar substitution.  That made me think of human sushi plates.

Glycerin is actually good for skin health.

Private parts

Other than Castile soap and glycerin spray, you can use baking soda to deodorize and foliate.  You can get to awkward areas and do not need a separate towel or pad.  I'm not a doctor but you can research glycerin rinse as in ear canal above.  Glycerin is a mildly antiseptic, used in lubricants and used medically when inserting something in the pussy or ass.  Again, I'm NOT a doctor but perhaps I still have the costume in the closet.

Feet and Toes

Now my fav parts.  Spray your skin down there with glycerin (3 to 6 part water) whenever any dryness can be seen or felt.  You skin will be soft and smooth without any scrubbing.  If you suspect any nail or skin problems, add some vodka to the spray mixture.  The thought of it make me orgasm - bitter sweet - Vodka on the toes.