Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts

Friday, 4 November 2011

His Fantasy Girl

We're all guilty of it sometimes... If a client doesn't really do it for me physically, I have been known to sometimes let my mind wander to somebody who does - whether it's a movie star like Johnny Depp or the guy who fixed our boiler the week before. It helps me to transform into his fantasy girl, making me wet and eager for him; ultimately, we both enjoy it more!

I had that situation this week. I couldn't stop my mind wandering off to that sexy guy, imagining it was him grabbing the curves of my body and pulling me into him. It's fun to act out what you're fantasising about!

Must dash, I'm a very busy lady...

Brooke x

Monday, 10 October 2011

Object of Fantasy

I have a friend who has popped up in my dreams more than once recently. We're not particularly close; he's more like a friend of a friend, and a couple of years younger than me. I've always thought he was cute, but lately my mind keeps turning naughty when I think of him. It started off with a sexy dream, but last night I couldn't sleep; the only thing that seemed to keep my mind focused was fantasising about him.

I imagined we were in a club, and as he was walking past I pulled him into a corner. One look showed him exactly what I wanted: he kissed me there, fiercely and passionately. The great thing about fantasising is that it's much easier to find somewhere secluded than it is in real life! We were then round the back of the club, pressed up against a brick wall, hidden from sight. He turned my head to the side and kissed my neck, while I pulled his hips to press into me. I was already wet by the time his fingers found their way under my skirt, and his hard on throbbed as he rubbed me. I wanted all of him; I unzipped his jeans and took his cock in my hand, guiding it towards my pussy as he breathed hard into my neck. As he pushed into me I wrapped a leg around him, letting him thrust deep inside me.

Of course, I was touching myself throughout this fantasy. As I came in my fantasy, my real body shuddered with ecstasy, wishing I could have him inside me at that moment.

Maybe one day...

Brooke x

Monday, 14 June 2010

Crush


That was a pretty good weekend. I spent the night with one of my favourites - this guy always gets me going so it's a pleasure to see him. He's one of the only clients I ever fantasise about when I'm alone, I know that the thought of him will get me wet and bring me off any time I want. I told him about a dream I'd had last week; in it, we were just watching TV in his hotel room. He was sat propped up on the pillows, with me laying between his legs, my back to him and my head on his chest. In the dim light, I started to stroke my body, then let my hand creep up my dress to touch myself. I felt him harden under my back, knowing his eyes were now fixed on me instead of the TV. As my body started to move and the moans escaped my lips, he couldn't hold back any more and lifted me onto his firm cock. I rode him gently and brought myself to orgasm quickly, still touching my clit the whole time. Feeling my body buck and my pussy clench around him, he came fast and pushed his hips up to fuck me as deeply as he could while he finished.

The real thing didn't disappoint. I soon got lost in lust, kissing up his neck and round to his lips; not much could have stopped me from carrying on. He stirs up a desire in me that I haven't felt since the barman - I'd go as far as to say that I have a crush on this man.

I am slightly concerned, because I can't get too attached to clients. It is supposed to be strictly business, anything more could end up with me getting hurt. He could stop booking me at any time, deciding to get himself a girlfriend and settle down; if I'm being honest with myself, I would be a little bit devastated should that happen. I already show him favouritism, texting him outside appointments and flirting... it's a slippery slope. I don't know if he realises the hold he has over me - I try not to let on. Sometimes I think I'm doing a great job of hiding it, at other times I think I'm not fooling either one of us. I couldn't blame him for getting a kick out of it, it's not easy to get a girl like me hooked.

For now, I will continue to see other clients, and will continue to tell myself that I have this crush under control.

Brooke x