The Full Works

Last night was gooood. I arrived in black lace topped stockings, suspenders, a sheer chemise and ridiculously high heels. I'd flashed him a glimpse of my thigh before dinner so he was excited throughout; we finished up there quite quickly so that we could get back to his room. I also ended up a little tipsy from drinking my wine so fast!

We started out like a couple of horny teenagers, kissing hungrily and grabbing at each other's clothes. I kept my underwear on, but demanded that he get naked before kissing him some more. As my hand wandered down his body, I found his firm cock standing to attention and stroked it gently with my fingertips; each stroke made him exhale heavily, and I gradually increased the pressure of my touch until my whole hand was wrapped around him. He then returned the favour and bought me to my first orgasm of the night with his fingers, skilfully rubbing my wetness over my clit.

He must have read my mind, because what came next was something I'd been craving all week. He rolled me back on the bed and crawled down until his tongue met my smooth pussy. He gently licked away, feeling how warm and wet I was in his mouth. By the time he slid two fingers inside me I was already moaning and writhing against his lips; neither of us could hold back much longer so he came back up and plunged himself into me. His cock felt so good sliding in and out - it must have been the perfect angle because he kept me right on the brink of orgasm and I never wanted him to stop fucking me.

He flipped me over and pulled my hips up towards him with my chest pressed down onto the bed; I had to use the pillow to stifle the climatic noises coming from my mouth because the walls seemed pretty thin. I made him go faster and harder until I started to come again. He pulled out and came all over my arse, completely bare bar the suspenders.

I've had some really good sessions lately, I'm a lucky girl. It's great when someone becomes familiar with your body and knows how to press your buttons : )

Brooke x

Angry Sex

It's a good job that my client last night was a regular, because I was feeling pretty wound up when I went to meet him. Had it been someone new, I would have struggled to make small talk through the initial drinks and kept up my 'perfect lady' act; I was in a bad mood, and I knew exactly what had to be done to relieve the tension that had crept through my body that afternoon.

David* met me at the door to his hotel suite, and with a brief greeting I swanned past him and put my bag on the table. He looked slightly baffled at my hostile entrance but made no complaint. As I rummaged through the contents of my favourite McQueen, I ordered him to take off all his clothes and get on the bed. He obliged without a word, quivering with excitement as he eagerly awaited what I had in store for him. I kept my clothes and heels on, pulling three silk scarves out of my handbag. If a client isn't particularly into S&M I find these a more comfortable bondage option than ropes or handcuffs; David and I had tried a bit of tie and tickle before, so I knew he wouldn't object.

He was lying on his back, propped up against the pillows. I hitched up my skirt and crawled up until I was straddling his waist; the first scarf went on as a blindfold, and the second was wound tightly around his wrists to bind his hands above his head. I could hear how heavy and staggered his breathing was. The last scarf went in his mouth as a gag and I tied it securely behind his head; he looked slightly less comfortable with this part but I was in no mood for conversation.

Climbing off him, I wrenched his legs apart and put my head between his thighs, running my tongue under and around his balls first. A muffled groan came from above me, but I ignored it. I knew how badly he wanted to watch me do this, but tough shit. I felt a bit sorry for David because he hadn't done anything wrong; it wasn't him who had pissed me off, but I felt that this was the best way to take out my frustration on him.

I got on top when he was rock hard and slipped on a condom; because he was so eager, pushing his pelvis up towards me, I made sure he entered me as slowly as physically possible. I lowered myself onto his cock, feeling him fill me up millimetre by millimetre. I have to confess, it was a relief for both of us when I finally got to the base and had all of him in me. From there, I began to move my hips in short, sharp thrusts fucking him as hard as I could. Every time my skin slapped against him he tried to let out a moan, stifled by his gag.

I brought him right to the brink three times before I let him come; there was no way I was letting him do it until I had. My orgasm took quite a while to come, but when it did it was hard and explosive, releasing a lot of my anger and leaving me feeling more peaceful.

David didn't make me explain my mood afterwards; he was just grateful, and for all he knew it was all part of the act. I still didn't feel much like cuddling, but at least was much more friendly towards him. I can't decide whether he's a poor bastard or a lucky git - probably the latter. Please excuse my language by the way, my mouth seems to be a bit filthy today.

Brooke x

Delicious

Mmmm, delicious meal last night. The restaurant looked nice enough, but when they took us downstairs it was even better - I didn't know that place had a downstairs!

The client was a man I'd only seen once before, quite a few months back. He's a nice enough chap, but kind of dull... I found it took more effort than usual to work my magic. I suspected he'd had some bad news or something but didn't want to talk about it, so maybe he's usually a bundle of fun. Mustn't judge.

I love London, but I can appreciate that this city can take it's toll, especially if you have a high powered job that leaves you working 14 hour days. I consider myself extremely lucky to be able to do something so flexible (no pun intended), something I usually really enjoy. Remind me of that if I'm ever feeling low!

Today I'm enjoying a break from the rain, and looking forwards to the party at one of my favourite private clubs. Bring it on!

Brooke x