Menopause.

I have such a deep understanding of men – I have spent most of my life studying them so I guess that makes sense.

My clientele is made up of 70% married men – most of these men absolutely love their wives and would far prefer to be fucking them than me.  I get it.  Many have spent years trying to get back what once was only to find they are left out in the cold … so to speak.

I would love to sit down with these wives.  I would love to share the secrets any good courtesan learns.  I wish women could see the pain they are causing their men by denying them intimacy.  And intimacy is what we are really talking about here.

Sure, men will come and fuck me and I will share my body and mind as much as I can but it is the intimacy being withheld by their lover that they really want.  I am just a stand in.  I want all men to feel like men.  I want to make every man feel 10 feet tall.  You are loved.  You are wanted.

Women simply do not understand the power they wield within the relationship.  I wish I could have meetings with women who deny their men.  And then we need to really talk about menopause.  Yikes.

I went through surgical menopause when I was young.  I had cancer.  Everything was removed.  This meant I went into menopause at a young age but I was put on HRT (Hormone Replacement Therapy) so never went through the awful side effects of losing precious hormones.  These hormones are so important to a woman’s sexual health.  I cannot stress that enough.

Do some research.  You will discover that fuck all research has gone into women’s sexual health because it was never deemed important.  Women were there to have children and once that job was done then … go fuck yourself.  Honestly.  It is dismal.

I will tell you something that might blow your mind.  Women are far more sexual than men.  Yes.  It’s true.  We are not encouraged to be though, we are almost made to feel bad for being such divine sexual creatures and then it’s all over when menopause smashes through the door.  It needn’t be.

Men.  Get informed.  Women can start the process in their late 30’s with perimenopause so both of you need to be on the same page.  Together.  HRT may just be the answer.

 

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Erectile Dysfunction.

Now, the words erectile dysfunction hold very little interest until it happens to you.  We simply don’t imagine that ever being an issue and then all of a sudden, it is.  What makes it that much worse is the feeling of inadequacy that comes with it.

It might be that you are really horny, you want your erection to stay but then your mind starts throwing thoughts around which makes the whole experience disappointing and frustrating.  I know.  I have witnessed this first hand – many times.

The prostate seems to play a huge role in this whole debacle so I would advise men to keep an eye on this from your 50’s on.  And let’s add to that, I know nothing but the men I have seen with this issue have all told me that it was from that age that things started to go sideways in terms of ED.

Let me state for the record : ED is serious.  I like to imagine that I am fully empathetic to the problem.  I understand that this is a very stressful experience for men.  But.  This doesn’t mean that your cock in my mouth won’t feel as good if you can’t get hard.  This doesn’t mean you are unable to pleasure a woman.  This doesn’t mean that your kiss won’t make me gush.

Allowing ourselves to feel pleasure is the goal.  You are more than your hard cock.  xx

 

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Audio.

I was masturbating with Zeus recently when it occurred to me that perhaps some of you might be interested in listening so I quickly pressed the record button.

I sent it out to a few of my VIP’s just to get feedback really – did you like it? Would you like to hear more? I was so surprised that it was well received.  A few nights after that I was cock worshipping when I asked if he would mind if I recorded it – I forgot I was recording for a while there so it is a fair bit longer.

Those of you who know me already know that I don’t fake anything.  Some have asked that I have video sex but I refuse – why? Mostly because I don’t want to be focussed on how I look in the throes of ecstasy – I want to get lost in the erotic moment.

For me, there is something truly intimate in this way of sharing myself sexually.  I love that you could be anywhere listening to me orgasm.  I love that you send your photos to me with your raging hard cock or even better when I have made you orgasm.  It’s just really fucking hot.

Next I will see if I can record myself gushing.  When I am really really aroused I don’t need to touch myself to gush – I can just use my mind.  Mind sex.  It is the fucking ultimate.  xxx

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Performance.

You have nothing to prove.  I do not need you to re-enact some porn scene that turned you on.  What is sexy to me is watching you become overwhelmed.  I want you to lose yourself.  I want you to stop thinking and start being in the moment.  It’s where you ought be.

I am not a porn star.  You can’t throw me around the bed and expect that to turn me on.  And it might be that you don’t care whether or not I am turned on – it’s your date and while I love to feel the passion – there are some who don’t get the correlation between my arousal and theirs.

I want you to understand that we are in this together.  I want nothing more than to give you the experience you desire but you have to be in the experience.  Ya know? If you are worried you are going to orgasm too quickly just say and I will slow down and match your energy.

In saying that though, it seems so silly to me to try and stop yourself from cumming too quickly.  I want you to lose yourself in the moment.  I want to feel your body shake.  I want I want I want.  You’d think this was all about me huh? Grin.  It fucking is.

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Male Energy.

Male energy draws me in like nothing else.  There is something so primal that I can’t help but respond.  I love women but it is man that fills me with desire.

Men make love.  Women make deals.  If I could pass that on to men they would have such a better understanding of women.  If you have every imagined you, as a man, picked any woman up – you are mistaken.  It is always the woman who decides if she is going to fuck you.  Always.

Of course, I will always enjoy fucking a woman but nothing will make me cum harder than a man watching me lick his woman especially if he is riding me at the same time.  Purr.

 

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Phone Sex.

I love phone sex.  There, I have said it.  The very idea of you masturbating while you listen to me is such a turn on.  Like every aspect of this journey, as much as I enjoy making you hot and sticky – this is as much about my arousal.

Before I start a call I will ensure I have a thick towel beneath me.  Experience tells me that sleeping in a soaking wet bed is not pleasant.  The great arm of Zeus sits waiting for me on my bedside table.  I am naked.  I wait.

Will you be in your office? Sitting in your car? Lying on your bed? The possibilities are endless.  The caller last wanted to hear about my first time.  Zeus started humming while I spoke aloud that first experience.  I listened to his breathing change.  I imagined him stroking his cock.  I begged him to send a photo of the cum in his hands afterwards.  I love that.

Why not video calls? I want to be free to writhe in unison without feeling like I need to put on a show.  And isn’t there something wholly erotic about the sound of someone’s passion anyway? Yes.  There is.  I always gush when I phone fuck.  Always.  All ways.  x

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Arousal.

It’s no secret that once I am aroused I can stay in this state for as long as I want.  I can gush without touching myself. One of the many reasons I am grateful I am a woman.

I have been teaching myself something new – if I lay on my back and breathe rapidly and clench my cunt and work my abdominal muscles it is as though my body remembers this feeling and reacts accordingly.  It’s quite the thing.  I would love to teach other women this technique.

Often a client will want to know why I am not squirting with them with most not understanding arousal.  I do get aroused sucking cock.  Let me have my way with you.  Be yourself.  Be real.  I will lead you there.

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Age.

If I had a dollar for every man under the age of 30 who has asked for a date – I would have retired by now.  I always feel bad turning them down but for me to remain authentic I have to.  Some have said I should teach them and others have said I am a fool for not taking their money.

I am not sure if you understand this yet but this isn’t about money.  Of course, I won’t fuck for free but I am not for younger men.  I haven’t the patience.  I enjoy older men.  I just do.  I won’t apologise for that.  While younger men have a certain staying power that can’t be denied – it is the older man who has the experience that this particular whore enjoys.

Forgive me if I tell you that I am too old for you – this is my way of saying you are too young for me.  Both are true.

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Now & Then.

There is only now and then. Now he is on his way. Now I can start to feel my heart racing and my impatience for his mouth on mine hits hard. Hurry. Just be here now. And then he is here and I am here and we are right there. I cannot get enough of his everything. His mouth fits with mine exactly right. I push the air from my lungs into his to fill him with my life. I spit in his mouth so he can take me with him when he leaves. It just fucking is. The isness of this thing.

His cock feeds my lust. That’s a lie. His mind feeds my lust. The sacredness of lust. His cock belongs. His cock is my cock. My cunt is his. There is nothing I would not do. Nothing. That look he gets in his eyes takes me with him. I know his secrets and he tells me mine. There is only now.

The unspoken sits waiting its turn. I hate that unspoken cunt that sits there waiting for the spell to be broken. The unspoken takes him back to that part of him where I don’t belong. That place where he pretends to be one of them because that version is acceptable. That’s when then comes to put him back in his box. That box is safe. I want to smash that box into a million pieces.

And then the veil is in place. And then he has to go. Now. He leaves as I arrive. I am so aroused that I don’t even know what to do with myself. I writhe on the bed he fucked me on. I gush all over myself because his scent lingers. It is so fucking stupid. I want to forget now and then.

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The Perfect Whore.

The pool of desire is the most brilliant of blues. It is surrounded by the most luscious of greens. The stones that lead to it are slippery and uneven making it almost impossible to reach. Trust me, it is worth the risk. Dive right in.

There is light coming from the deepest part of this pool. The closer you get to it the more your body will tingle and hum and your heart will race and your blood will boil. It feels almost dangerous to the uninitiated. Dive right in.

I have seen her swimming the length of this pool. She laughs at the amount of semen that finds its way all over her body all through her body – she gulps. There are places so murky I lose track of her for a while. Dive right in.

The pool of desire washes away all those doubts. Those who fear drowning, they who cling on to the side of that pool wanting to feel the waves that crash down but afraid of letting go – they are who she swims for. Dive right in.

She can disappear under the water so deep that you can’t imagine how she even breathes until you realise she doesn’t need to. Her sexual energy is more powerful than the earthly need for oxygen. It drives her forward moving her body ever closer. Her nipples are hard her cunt is soaking. Dive right in.

She will drag you from the edge and swim with you a while. You will have to trust her to return you to the earth you walk upon. She has no use for cowards. She has no patience for the otherness of everything. This is the pool of desire. She lives here. Dive right in. xxx

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