Life is Good

Ahhh, this is turning out to be a great April. I've had my fair share of sun, sea and cocktails... what a lucky girl I am. I must admit that I enjoyed all the attention I got last weekend, and when my client was busy I caught up on reading and sunbathing. I also got to wear a cute array of nautical inspired outfits - very 50s pin up girl!

I've also been having some fun with my new toy to add to my modest collection of vibrators; I recently got rid of an old one so thought it only fair to get a new one. This one (called Bliss) is pretty and pink, and waterproof; too much water isn't good as it washes away your natural wetness, but having a warm shower on your back is wonderful. It's not the kind of shape you'd want to be rough with, but the curves pressed against my clit sent waves of pleasure through me. It's not a straight up phallic shape like most sex toys, but is a series of smooth bumps along the shaft. With the click of a button, I upped the intensity, then once more, until my whole body started to shake. It took me from zero to the big O in just a minute, and seemed to keep me up on the brink of climax for ages afterwards. It feels rigid, more rock hard than even I'm used to, but at the same time is deliciously smooth. I do believe I'm a fan.

I think I might take it along the next time I have a date; he could run it over my sensitive areas, switching the level of vibrations to keep me off guard. I'm sure it won't be long until its next outing...

I'll be away for another couple of days now, but don't forget me!

Brooke x

Lingerie Fiend

This week has gone fast. It seems like only yesterday I was bathing in the sun... judging by the list of errands I haven't got round to completing this week, I may as well have been!

Wednesday night was quite fun, but I wasn't left as satisfied as I had hoped I'd be. Having felt particularly horny for the couple of days leading up to my booking, he must have sensed how much I wanted it. Unfortunately this got him a bit too excited. He was rock hard within seconds of me walking into the room in my black high heels; we didn't bother with any small talk - I just sat him down as I stripped off in front of him. I was planning to put one foot up on the chair and touch myself in front of him, before lowering myself onto him when I was nice and wet. He had other ideas though, and stood up to rub himself against the lace top of my stockings. I felt his body tense and his breath catch, then felt the warm spray of his cum across my thigh. I had probably been there about 5 minutes by this point. Luckily, although he was embarrassed, he didn't get cagey and ask me to leave; I managed to put him at ease and poured us a drink.

We chatted for an hour or so, and I had a couple more glasses of wine than I should have (nothing new there). With both of us fuelled by the alcohol, we decided to have another go. He ran his hands across my body, fascinated by every inch of lace and every strip of elastic. He climbed on top of me, but I could tell that he was concentrating on not coming too soon. He didn't allow himself to get lost in it, and kept his rhythm steady. It was pleasant, but no fireworks.

My client may not have satisfied all my urges this week, but I have ordered a new toy to play with... I'll try it out at the weekend and let you know how it feels!

Brooke x