Going Down on Him...

It hadn't occurred to me until last night that it has been ages since I last gave someone a blow job. How did that happen? It's my forte! My long time readers will know how much I love a warm, hard cock in my mouth; I don't understand why some girls are squeamish about it. Sure, the first time you ever go down on a guy it's a bit intimidating - just as it is for a someone going down on a girl for the first time. But as long as he's clean and not too pushy, it's a delicious experience!

Guys, a few tips if your lady is reluctant to pleasure you in this way:

1. Always shower thoroughly before getting down to it. Her turn-off could simply be your sub-par hygiene.
2. Don't shove it down her throat and make her choke. That will put her off for life. Perhaps she'll let you do that in the future when she's more comfortable and experienced, but you need to work up to that with mutual consent.
3. Don't ejaculate into her mouth or on her face without warning. This is something else that needs to be consensual, and will come in time, but to do it prematurely (no pun intended) will seriously deter her.



I know that a lot of men visit escorts because their partners aren't very adventurous - vanilla sex will only get you so far. It's kind of sad... these women are missing out too! Believe it or not, I used to be a bit of a prude once. I still have my boundaries, but I am happy to let a man come wherever he wants (bar in my eye - that stings). One of the biggest turn-ons possible is witnessing your sexual partner getting off. Seeing them climax right in front of you is so much better than watching porn! Especially when it's you that's made it happen.

Last night, he finished off in my mouth, and it swallowed it all for him then looked up to catch his final moments of ecstasy. I definitely won't leave it so long next time.

Brooke x

An All Nighter

I have an overnight booking tonight, and will have to remember every little detail to tell you all about it, as I won't be reunited with my laptop again until Monday. This is a client I probably told you about quite a while ago; he's fairly plain to look at, but has a twinkle in his eye that really gets me going. It's true that sexual confidence comes from inside; you don't have to look like Johnny Depp or Angelina Jolie to work it (though if you do look like either of them, message me right now!). This man isn't shy about what he wants, though I'll be on my knees before he's even told me to suck him off. Can't wait.

Have a great weekend, and if you get bored, just imagine what my lips will be doing in a few hours...

Brooke x

Mechanical

I was almost late to my appointment last night; having to contend with the rain in my high heels at the same time as protecting my just-styled hair was a mission! When I'm going to a hotel that I'm not overly familiar with, I prefer to arrive a few minutes early to get my bearings. I made it in the nick of time, composed myself in the lift and found his room on the dot. Phew!

Despite having been in a bit of a slump lately, I managed to be witty and dazzling. I laughed at his jokes and listened intently to his stories as the wine flowed freely; it wasn't until we got down to it that I became somewhat detached. I expertly dropped to my knees as I undid his trousers and took him into my mouth, looking at him right in the eyes as I ran my tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip. Making sure his cock was nice and wet, I put my lips around it and took him as deep into my mouth as I could. He exhaled heavily and tilted his head back, hands on his hips and feet apart. It struck me how quiet it was while this was going on; there was no music or TV in the background - just the sound of his laboured breathing and my wet mouth.

The sex seemed almost mechanical. I made all the right noises and faces, but I wasn't feeling it. He obviously was: it didn't take long for him to come after he started thrusting fast on top of me. Someone who knew me really well might have noticed that I wasn't really there with him, but I don't see this client often. He had no idea.

I'm not meeting anyone tonight so the day is mine; I'm going outside to make the most of this wintery sunshine.

Brooke x

Fantasising

I stayed home alone last night, cooked myself some chilli and caught up with Glee (one of my many guilty pleasures). You'd think I'd be sick of 'me time' by now after being house bound with the flu, but it was really nice and relaxing. I had an early night (by my standards), and as I lay in bed my mind kept drifting back to the night before.

The client was quite a young man, perhaps the same age as me. His lips were soft and his eyes had a look almost as wicked as mine twinkling behind them... My blow job skills were back to their usual standards, and as I kissed down his neck, along his chest and below his waist, I felt his body tense and he kept forgetting to inhale. I teased him at first; running my tongue along his abdomen, then blowing gently along the trail. I kissed the inside of his thighs, licking his balls for a second then returning to the tease. I stopped to make sure I had his attention, at this point knelt between his open legs on the bed. I looked at him with wide eyes then ran my tongue slowly up the length of his shaft. He gasped, and I knew that I shouldn't tease him any longer in case he exploded with frustration!

Swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, I took over half of it into my mouth and pressed my lips against him, taking the last inch in my hand and holding him tightly. I made sure that everything got really wet, letting my hand and lips work with ease. Feeling the wetness his cock got that little bit harder, just when I though he'd reached his full potential! I worked hard on him, caressing the tip with my tongue then taking the length of him into my mouth again, right up to my throat so that my lips were clamped around the base of his hard on.

After bringing him right to the brink of climax several times over, he knelt up and came all over my face and breasts, swearing with the intensity of his pleasure. I knew it was a job well done.

This is what I thought of as I touched myself in bed, bringing myself to that same intense orgasm that I'd given him.

Brooke x

Done

Hurrah, everything ran smoothly last night! However, I will now need a few days to recover - I should've known he would ply me with wine. The only thing I didn't excel at last night was the blow job; this is usually my forte, my crowning glory. But when you have a big cock in your mouth and you can't breathe through your nose all that well, there is the slight issue of suffocation... he seemed quite content to move on to other activities though, lucky escape!

One of my regulars called me yesterday to let me know that he's relocating in April, so we won't be able to meet any more. It's a shame - I choose my clients carefully and only see a handful of guys these days. I guess I'll have some free time coming up in a couple of months....

Brooke x

LUSH

This place is lovely. I do kind of miss the buzz of London - it's so quiet here, and if I wasn't being waited on hand and foot I think I might get bored!

I could probably spend all day in the spa; heated pool, jacuzzi... mmmm. My client seems quite besotted with me; we'd met around 4 times before coming here, but he's gone a bit soppy and is hanging on my every word. It's a good job he doesn't come in the pool with me because I think he'd have a permanent erection!

I took him upstairs last night and made him glad that he'd brought me with him. As he sat in an arm chair, I crawled towards him on my hands and knees (which might have looked quite silly if I hadn't done it so seductively). Once knelt in front of him, I eased his trousers down and pulled them all the way off. Everything was done so slowly and precisely that I felt like I was doing a strip tease - though this was in reverse. I was already in my lingerie.

Although he's experienced one of my blow jobs before, he still gasped and leaned his head back when I finally took his cock into my mouth. I spent some time teasing him with my tongue, working him up until he was rock hard and gagging for me. Speaking of gagging, he did hit the back of my throat but it didn't deter me. I carried on pressing my wet lips down his shaft, pausing occasionally to gently suck on his balls. He couldn't hold back and came hard in my mouth, grasping the back of my head. There was no fucking until later that night, cuddled up in bed. I'm quite happy to spoon; I'm often complimented on my GFE.

Tonight will be our last night here, then back to the big smoke. Long old journey too, hope my ipod doesn't run out of battery...

Brooke x

Preparation

Monday morning, urg. Already looking forward to my next appointment on Wednesday night, with one of my more handsome clients. I've been so bored this week that I've decided to go to a lot of effort and psyche myself up for it. I have a wax booked for Tuesday morning, and today I'm going to have a full body massage. I've had the same male masseuse the last couple of times and he is fine. I wouldn't mind me some of that!

I spent a couple of nights with the barman. He took me to watch some fireworks on Saturday night, then took me to dinner in Angel yesterday. I'm not really sure what's going on - are we dating? Who knows. I'd rather not ask. The blow job I gave him did make him a bit more infatuated with me (as was my plan), it left him speechless for about ten minutes. It did feel a bit coupley last night as we cuddled up in bed watching DVDs... it was kinda nice though.

Just going to see where it goes!

Brooke x

Lots of Lovely Sex

One of my favourite clients flew into the country yesterday and asked to see me last night. It was short notice, but I thought it would be a good way to take my mind off the barman.

Barman could be dangerous: I really like him, but he kind of infuriates me. First of all he was half an hour late to meet me (that rarely happens). I actually worried he wasn't going to turn up - I don't do self doubt! But the worrying thing is that I don't feel in control when I'm with him. It feels like the ball's in his court; I can tell that he likes me, but a LOT of girls come onto him at his bar so why would he want to give up that lifestyle? I don't get jealous, but it's the competition that worries me a bit. Sure, I'm hotter than them, but he could have a different girl every day if he wanted. Hmmmm, unfamiliar feelings.

So I made myself feel better with the gorgeous client. He certainly distracted me! We had sex three times that evening, him making me come every time. He always angled himself so that he could rub my clit whilst he was thrusting into me; I was so wet that his cock slid in and out with ease, and every so often he would push it hard and deep and grin at the ecstatic expression on my face. A lot of blaspheming went on between us that night.

He also claimed that he had never come from just a blow job before, so I showed him how it's done. I love my mouth, it's awesome.

Brooke x

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Oh my. I'm having to fan myself. He is just as gorgeous as I remembered; if he lived here, he would be mine. He's got a new girlfriend over there now, it made me horribly jealous. How absurd!

We had a long, hot night at his hotel. He was very attentive, not letting me touch him until he had bought me to climax with his tongue. I returned the favour - I loved the feeling of having his cock in my mouth. He couldn't stop himself from coming so we had to wait a while before we could get down to business again. Everything ran so smoothly and felt really natural. If every client was like that, I'd be the happiest girl alive!

I stayed the night (paid this time) and we had breakfast in the hotel. Managed to fit one more quick fuck in the shower afterwards. I've just got home, glowing.

Anyone else in as good a mood as me?

Brooke x

Week Off/ Swingers Party

Ah, a week off work. I need some serious time to catch up with family, washing and ironing, mundane things like that. But looking at the amount of raining headed our way, staying in might just be a good thing.

Went along to that swingers party on Saturday, and it was highly interesting. The venue was beautiful, rustic chic. The first hour or two were actually quite civilized, everyone just standing around in posh dresses quaffing champagne. But once the witching hour began, the whole mood changed... people began to ascend upstairs, where there were 4 huge beds pushed together. I stood and watched - I was with an old friend of mine who had more experience than I in this field. I urged him to go join in with a couple he had met before; it was fascinating. A proper orgy, with about 12 bodies intertwined. Everyone licking, sucking or fucking something. There was quite a lot of girl on girl action, with some men proudly showing off their wives and girlfriends. It was clear that some were exhibitionists and loved to be watched, and others were completely lost in the fervour.

I did join in a little; not in the thick of it, but perched on the edge of the bed giving my friend a blow job (one of my favourite past times). I gave it my best, and after he'd come I realised that we had quite a large audience! One guy proclaimed that we should be on TV, so enjoyable was our show. Sweet!

I'm glad I went, but don't think I could make a habit of it. The novelty would soon wear off I expect.

Happy Monday,

Brooke x

Not too modest

I have to say, my body is looking pretty hot at the moment. Taking into consideration it's that time of month again (damn biology), I'm not too bloated and my skin's glowing. No, before you ask, I'm not pregnant! I have a fabulous new exfoliator made from dead sea salt. It makes me delicious!

I have a sordid soiree to attend tonight. Unfortunately won't be able to get into the full swing of things, but I do give a fantastic blow job (so I'm repeatedly told), so will still be fun. I love a hard cock between my lips. I'm sure I've mentioned this before, but I honestly don't understand why some girls have a problem with swallowing or with guys coming in their face. It's not just me who enjoys it, is it? Surely not.

(Try this girls, it's awesome)

Have a fabulous Friday,

Brooke x

A First

Oh My God. This has never happened to me before.

I had an overnight stay booked with a guy I hadn't met before, up until after dinner on Sunday. He was visiting the UK and doesn't really know anyone here, so just wanted some company. I was actually gobsmacked when I saw him. He was the same age as me, and drop dead gorgeous. I don't just mean attractive, I mean my knickers were wet before we got to the bar. He was a bit shy at first but soon loosened up, and he turned out to be clever, funny, perfect English. I was practically swooning.

I honestly don't think that he would have come onto me, that's not the reason he booked me. But once I kissed him, we couldn't stop. I think I broke my own record of the number of blow jobs I've given in 24 hours, and loved every minute of it.

The awful thing is, my appointment was due to finish at 9pm last night - and I woke up next to him this morning. No extra charge, I just didn't want to let him go. I feel bad for betraying Josh, this is the first time I've felt this way about a client. A dangerous game. He had to leave the UK today, I don't want to see Josh tonight because my head is still full of him. I'm kind of pining, most unlike me.

I'm going to allow myself the rest of the day to think about him, then make myself stop. This is not allowed.

I want him.

Brooke x

Out of Action

I have a few days off work now, due to lady stuff that you probably don't want to hear about. Bank holiday again, and yet again I'm bored because everything's shut. Perhaps a marathon of 'Sex & the City' DVDs is in order? Combined with some Pralines & Cream Haagen Daaz, a fleecy blanket & nice cup of tea... actually, bank holidays aren't so bad!

I might also find some time to go & watch Wolverine, he is quite lush. Wouldn't say no to a bit of Hugh Jackman. Hopefully Josh will take me (and I'll drool at the screen in secret); lets see how well we get on without the sex! Although, it wouldn't be the first time I've given a blow job in the cinema...

One of my girlfriends has just started to work for a new London Escorts agency; she's been in this business longer than me so gives me tips. They get to wear costumes and stuff there, it looks like fun! I always like an excuse to dress up ; )

Anyways, back to the sofa!

Brooke x