I dreamed that I had a glow in the dark vibrator last night, like a mini blue lightsaber. I was worried that the noise would wake up my flat mates, but it wouldn't turn off. I wonder what a dream interpreter would make of that?
Today I am feeling the cold, so reluctant to leave my cosy flat... but I suppose it must be done. Nobody likes a hermit. Then again, even social butterflies need to rest their wings sometimes.
Brooke x
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Friday, 19 November 2010
Naughty Dreams
I can't help but find it mildly amusing that my number of followers has been 69 for some time now... does that make me juvenile?!
I had a rather naughty dream last night. It was kind of a blend of lovers past, combining some of the best aspects. He had the face of my old favourite, and the body of the barman (broad shoulders, smooth back, strong arms). We were in my room by the light of my Tiffany lamp, grabbing at each other like there was no tomorrow. I tried to take control, but was no match for his strength; he pinned me on my back, held my wrists above my head with one hand and pulled my legs apart with the other. I pretended to resist, but he knew I was desperate for him. I wriggled underneath him as he stroked the soft skin inside my thighs, getting closer and closer to my pussy. I wanted him to hurry up and satisfy me, but he took his time - he loved to tease me. Lowering his body over mine but not quite touching, he held my gaze and let his hand lightly graze between my legs, but that was all it took for him to feel how wet I was.
He let me play a game that I used to play with one of my ex boyfriends; he would stay just above my hips, letting me rub his hard cock along my pussy without putting it inside. It was wildly frusting for both of us, building up the tension until we could barely take any more. Every now and then I'd let him slide in just an inch, then pull it out again and press it on my clit. My wetness now covered the length of him, so when the moment finally came for him to push all the way into me, it was explosive. I came with him inside me, letting him feel me clench tightly around him while my whole body pulsed with pleasure.
I was reluctant to get out of bed this morning; I would have happily stayed asleep to have that dream 10 times over, and would probably wake exhausted!
Brooke x
P.S - I heart hot tea on a cold day
I had a rather naughty dream last night. It was kind of a blend of lovers past, combining some of the best aspects. He had the face of my old favourite, and the body of the barman (broad shoulders, smooth back, strong arms). We were in my room by the light of my Tiffany lamp, grabbing at each other like there was no tomorrow. I tried to take control, but was no match for his strength; he pinned me on my back, held my wrists above my head with one hand and pulled my legs apart with the other. I pretended to resist, but he knew I was desperate for him. I wriggled underneath him as he stroked the soft skin inside my thighs, getting closer and closer to my pussy. I wanted him to hurry up and satisfy me, but he took his time - he loved to tease me. Lowering his body over mine but not quite touching, he held my gaze and let his hand lightly graze between my legs, but that was all it took for him to feel how wet I was.
He let me play a game that I used to play with one of my ex boyfriends; he would stay just above my hips, letting me rub his hard cock along my pussy without putting it inside. It was wildly frusting for both of us, building up the tension until we could barely take any more. Every now and then I'd let him slide in just an inch, then pull it out again and press it on my clit. My wetness now covered the length of him, so when the moment finally came for him to push all the way into me, it was explosive. I came with him inside me, letting him feel me clench tightly around him while my whole body pulsed with pleasure.
I was reluctant to get out of bed this morning; I would have happily stayed asleep to have that dream 10 times over, and would probably wake exhausted!
Brooke x
P.S - I heart hot tea on a cold day
Friday, 25 June 2010
Sordid Dreams
I spent the night with one of my clients last night, and had some weird, vivid dreams. The evening had been quite normal; we got a bit tipsy with a bottle of Grey Goose and cranberry juice, talked and laughed for a couple of hours over the din of the hotel bar, then made our way back to his room. He had watched as I slowly undressed, then he pulled me towards where he sat on the bed with his hands around my hips.
This guy always likes it on top; I think he enjoys the power of being with an escort, choosing the time and place, getting exactly what he wants. He laid me back and gripped the top of my arms, pinning me down as I opened my legs for him and let him inside. I could see him watching my breasts bounce up and down as he pumped into me, and that's all he needed. He had no desire for any acrobatics, dirty talk or kinky play - he just wanted to fuck me good and hard.
When he collapsed on top of me with a groan, there was no small talk; he thanked me, called me "wonderful, as usual" and rolled over to sleep. I had a quick shower and tried to join him, but it took me some time to drift off. When I finally did, I replayed the events of tonight, except in my dream more and more men kept materialising. They passed me between them, some other clients, some unfamiliar faces. It was like pass the parcel with my pussy - just a mass of flesh moving around the room with me lost in the middle. I wasn't scared but I didn't enjoy it either; I woke up feeling uncomfortable that I hadn't been in control.
I'm not very good at interpreting dreams and don't really know what it means; I could already tell you that I don't like it when situations are out of my control. The sunshine has cheered me up now anyway, last night seems like a long time ago.
Brooke x
Wednesday, 23 June 2010
A Little Delicate...
I am feeling a little delicate this morning; that's the problem with large wine glasses. I'm sure I only drank three all night, but the glass held about half a bottle at a time! The sun has cheered me up slightly, but waking up to a dry mouth and an overheated bedroom didn't.Last night was lots of fun. With a burlesque theme and a room full of colourful characters, being Brooke was surprisingly easy. As I'd anticipated, there was no judgement about my profession in this crowd; I could be myself on my time, not on bought time. My two lives crossing didn't feel scary, and I'm pretty sure that my secret's safe!
Today I find myself sulking a bit because my favourite client (the crush) has gone away for a bit. Not sure when he'll be back, and not sure if or when I'll next see him. A girl can dream...
Brooke x
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
Strange Dreams
I'm sure I slept solidly last night, but woke up feeling exhausted. All I remember was a selection of my clients standing around a car, I was packing the boot with bags. A couple of my favourites were there, I hugged them. Symbolic? I don't know about things like that.I want some new underwear, my stockings never last long with an eager man.
Brooke x
Monday, 27 July 2009
Dreaming
I had such an amazing time with my girlfriend this weekend, wish she didn't have to go home! We make quite a team ;-)
Had a very naughty dream last night. Do you remember that gorgeous client I had a month or two ago who was only in the UK for a little while? He text me yesterday and it all came flooding back. I forgot the effect he has on me. To be honest with you, I would probably pay him for the chance to spend another night with him! This time with zero guilt. But luckily for me, he is more than happy to pay for my company and has asked to see me later this week. Yay!
I dreamed that he was in my flat, being very forceful. He pushed me down onto all fours on the bed and took me from behind, pulling my head back with a fistful of hair. I'm not sure he would take control that much in real life but it was my dream! Woke up all wet and had to finish myself off. Lovely.
Hope you had a great weekend,
Brooke x
Had a very naughty dream last night. Do you remember that gorgeous client I had a month or two ago who was only in the UK for a little while? He text me yesterday and it all came flooding back. I forgot the effect he has on me. To be honest with you, I would probably pay him for the chance to spend another night with him! This time with zero guilt. But luckily for me, he is more than happy to pay for my company and has asked to see me later this week. Yay!
I dreamed that he was in my flat, being very forceful. He pushed me down onto all fours on the bed and took me from behind, pulling my head back with a fistful of hair. I'm not sure he would take control that much in real life but it was my dream! Woke up all wet and had to finish myself off. Lovely.
Hope you had a great weekend,
Brooke x
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