I remember many many moons ago calling a phone sex line – it was English and a recording that is how lame it was.

I really love phone sex.  It is a bit of a kink of mine truth be told.  I mean, what on earth could be sexier than talking dirty with a stranger on the other end of the phone while he is at his desk or in his car or on his bed? Nothing.  Nothing is hotter than knowing a man is wanking for me.

I will already have a towel laid out on top of my bed.  I will be wearing headphones.  I will have Zeus on standby.  And then you will call.  I like to hear your breath and listen to you become breathless.  I like to imagine your cock in your hand, you squeezing it and running your hand up and down your shaft.

I love that you will have the freedom to speak whatever depraved words you want.  Tell me what turns you on.  Make my cunt juicy.  I love the arousal.  God, isn’t pleasure everything?

The only annoying thing about phone sex is the setting it up.  You must pay in advance which means it can take up to two hours to show in my account and then we make a day / time that suits.  But.  If you have the patience – it is so fucking hot.  I do like you to take a photo of your cock covered in cum afterward though but that is just me being a bit kinky.

Phone Sex : $50

Up to 30mins or until you orgasm.

The Girlfriend Experience really does feel like a bit of an oxymoron to me, because, let’s face it – if your girlfriend was giving you the experience you would hardly be looking for me.

If it were up to me it would be called The VIP Experience.  That is what I like to offer anyway.  This is no mean feat I might tell you because we are meeting for the first time and we are going to have sex.  It is quite mind blowing really, right? Your first time sharing this experience with me may feel … odd.  You are not used to it.  You don’t know me.  I don’t know you.

When we are both open to the experience it can almost be overwhelming.  Obviously, there are those guests who choose not to really let go – they arrive and leave with nary a backward glance.  Maybe they don’t have the time or the inclination for anything more than an orgasm.  I get it.  That is fine.  They miss out on something real but not everyone is looking to explore their sexuality.

Once you have been to see me a few times you and I will have an understanding.  We will have got that first awkward visit out of the way – enjoyed the second or third time thoroughly and then we move on to more of a VIP experience.  We may have already discussed your home life – what is lacking and why – now it is time to get into something a little deeper if so desired.

I have this VIP who has taken me to the moon and back so many times that if he sends a photo of his cock … it makes my panties damp.  I think about his hands, his mouth, his body on mine, his breath – oh man.  I can orgasm just thinking about him.  Last week I wore white panties just so he could pull them to the side and kiss lick tongue my pussy.  The feeling of his hot breath drove me fucking wild.

For his birthday I made a platter of his favourite foods – we sat on the bed having a picnic before getting back to his gift – me.  hah.  I know he will be here tomorrow with that same sexual energy.  I know he will kiss me hard.  He takes my breath away.  I have not masturbated all week just so I can release myself with him.

I keep thinking about his mouth on mine and how last week he was inside me and without moving he came.  He will be here for hours.  It means we both get to relax.  Enjoy.  I am excited.  xx

GFE : $250 Per Hour | $180 30mins

 

 

I often tell guests that I will not fake anything during our time together and I mean that.  I think it is so important that I be truthful regarding sexual energy.  I will even take a mans face in my hands and tell him that he must wait for me to teach him how to kiss me.

We learn from each other.

I once had a lover who was a tetraplegic.  I was crazy about him.  Proper crazy.  I thought he was the sexiest man ever.  The way he conveyed his sexuality to me was incredible.  I still feel a certain way when he comes to mind.

An hour is generally not enough time for us both to relax so I take my role a bit more seriously, this is about your orgasm not mine.  Often a guest will swan into my bedroom and declare that he wants to watch me gush – unfortunately, it is not a switch I can flick on and off like that.

I fully expect you to enjoy every minute we are together even if afterward you get to listen to me prattle on about those things I feel strongly about.  hah.  You will know if you have seen me before.  I am a passionate wee soul but I bet I have annoyed more than one of you.  Sorry.

What am I trying to say? OK.  I am wanting to let you know that I will do everything in my power to make you orgasm.  I hope you want to do the same but I totally understand that you are paying and as such you might not give a hoot about my orgasm.  But.  You see? That is where the magic happens.

Intimacy and connection lead to the best sex ever.  Trust me.  xx

Let’s start with the idea that I only have an understanding of this subject from my years in the sex industry so it is from my personal viewpoint and experience.  This comes from a heartfelt desire to help my fellow humans develop a deep sexual connection.

I don’t know if I have touched on this before but I often have older men arrive feeling shame and embarrassment regarding their ED.  It appears that prostate cancer is a huge contributor in regard to this issue.  Often clients are left buying sex toys to try and improve the situation.

One of my dear guests has even gone so far as to create his own penis pump! It is fiddly and while the cock may swell – the raging hard on is still a distant memory.  This is what has made me ponder deeply on the subject.  I really do hope you are not offended by what I am about to reveal.  Yikes.

Alrighty.  Here goes.

Your hard cock has as much to do with my orgasm as your eyebrow does.  Whether your cock is harder than a rock or as soft as a noodle – neither matters to me in the least.  I simply do not care about your hard cock as it pertains to my sexual enjoyment.

Wait! What?

This is when it suddenly hit me like a tonne of bricks.  You are focused on the wrong thing.  Absolutely and completely.

While I might not be the same as your lover, your wife, your partner simply because I can gush without touching myself – we do have something in common.  We have spent many an encounter focused not on our orgasm but on yours.  For some reason women aren’t taught that they should experience an explosion of sexual chemistry.  Nope.  Our job has always felt like a one sided affair when it comes to sex.

I can already sense your frown.  But wait, there’s more.

Women – we are the Madonna or we are the Whore but the truth is we are both.  While it might be true that I am a whore – trust me – if money were not involved you would most likely never get to experience my sexual desire.  Nor would you want to.  I get it.  I am not your one true love.  Or your second.

Women are not expected to gush with excitement – in fact, I am a bit of an anomaly I suppose.  It has taken a lot of time, fabulous lovers and most importantly it has taken my discovering my own sexual energy.  It’s been a trip.  Man.

So.  Now we get to the gnarly part of this post.  I put myself in my guests position.  What if I could not get hard? What if my penis were tiny? This could leave me as it does my guests feeling worthless but instead I would be the best fucking lover on the planet! That would be my goal.  I would focus ONLY on their orgasm.

I was talking to a girlfriend about this very subject recently to get her perspective on what I am trying to say about this subject and she got it! Oh yes, immediately she recalled her best lover as a man who learned her body inside and out.  The way he could play her like a fiddle took her to the moon and back.

I know when I focus only on his orgasm I am offering him something important.  The giving is key to this … giving without thinking of receiving is pivotal.

Just my 02 cents on a Sunday afternoon.  I would love to hear your thoughts if you have any pertaining to this post.  We are all just learning … xx

I have spent days learning all about photography and editing.  I am so sick to death of looking at myself especially because I am feeling less than impressed with myself.

I had photos taken by a photographer but we didn’t have the same vision.  I wanted erotic, not hardcore.  I honestly do not have the body for hardcore porn photos so that has been disappointing.

Our physical beauty fades as we age but we exude a certain something else in its place that I have noticed my men picking up on.  I have become more sure of who I am even if my body refuses to magically be whipped into shape.

It used to amaze me that men would assure me how much they loved my body.  There is a man who visits whose wife is fit as fuck but he adores my flaws and my fat arse.  haha.

Men seem to improve as they age.  I often refer to it as cooked.  You want a man to be fully cooked.  It is why I have such little interest in men younger than 45 – it truly is a maturity thing.  I like a man who has a bit of meat on his bones.

One thing that I wish more men would take care of though – nose hair.  It is one of those things that simply must be taken care of – please.

I am learning how to create photos that I like.  It is a learning curve.  And for those men who bolster my confidence with their smatterings of compliments – thanks.  xx