Hello Lovers,
Here are five of my favourite memories from the week gone by...
1) The Standing Ovation
He had me pushed up against the wall from the moment we stepped into the bedroom. He kissed me passionately before exploring my neck, my shoulders and my breasts with his warm wet mouth. His tall hard body pressed firmly against mine as he slipped my dress off and let it fall to the floor. With skilful hands, he unclasped my bra, leaving my full aching breasts exposed and vulnerable to his touch. With painstaking slowness, he pulled down my panties, grazing his fingertips all the way down the length of my legs, leaving a burning trail of desire in their wake. He looked up at me, grasped one of my ankles and placed it up on the edge of the bed. Crouched down between my legs, he began to eat my pussy while I stood above him. My legs quickly grew weak and nearly buckled beneath me, as my palms attempted to grip the wall behind me for support. My head fell back in wanton abandonment as I enjoyed the exquisite pleasure of the “standing ovation.”
2) The Daily Grind
After what felt like hours of tongue kissing, groping, frantic undressing, and whispering dirty nothings into each other’s ears, I finally took my rightful place on my knees, ready to take his hard cock into my mouth. Except that the foreplay had already riled me up so much that I was soaking wet and anxious for some much-needed attention below my waist. As I began sucking his dick I couldn’t ignore the selfish thoughts – “when will it be my turn? I can’t wait any longer.” I looked up and watched myself in the mirror, my lips moving up and down his long shaft. I was growing more and more impatient by the minute. As I continued to suck him, I moved my body to the side to get a better view of my breasts and ass in the mirror. I was now straddling one of his legs as I continued to take his cock deep into my throat. It was only then that I became aware of the intense feeling of my clit pressing firmly against his leg. I began to rock back and forth, dragging my pussy against his leg in time with the movements of my head and neck. Fuck, it felt so good. By this point I was dripping all over his leg. But he didn’t seem to mind so I kept on going. I was getting closer and closer… grinding faster and faster. I felt the sudden release of a hot load in my mouth as he finished, and seconds later the ever-growing friction between my legs sent me over the edge and I exploded in waves of pleasure. Now that’s my idea of multi-tasking!
3) The Panty Man
We were well underway with a long-drawn-out foreplay session. He laid down a trail of kisses from my neck over my breasts, pausing only to tease and tantalise my tight nipples, then moving down over my ribs and stomach. As he completed his descent, I could feel the distinct pulsating hum of my clitoris and I knew what was coming next. But wait... He didn’t remove my panties, but instead he pulled them to the middle so that the lacy material strained with torment against my throbbing clit. (Ladies, tell me I’m not the only one that LOVES this!?) He looked me in the eyes as he lowered his head between my legs and began to taste my slick tender skin under and around my panties. At times, he licked me through the lace, dampening it with his wet mouth. Other times, he used the taut lace to apply pressure to my clit. Who would’ve thought undergarments could be used in such a tantalising way?
4) Tit for Tat
Those of you who’ve met me before will know that I have a few tattoos on my body. I edit them out of my photos though in order to protect my identity (how very Jason Bourne of me!) Just FYI, I have more than 5 but less than 10, and in my opinion, they are tasteful and well-placed. I understand that lots of men don’t care for tattoos, but I like them just fine and that’s all that matters. I didn’t get them to impress men, so I really don’t mind if you like them or not. Or at least I thought I didn’t mind... That was until I met a man who truly appreciates them. This man took his time tracing over every single one of my tattoos with his tongue. He nibbled and sucked on them, and savoured every last stroke of ink on my body with a patience and thoroughness that was damn-near intoxicating. What a pleasure it was to be with a man who worships art, beauty, and curves. It was one of the most creatively arousing forms of foreplay I could have imagined.
5) A Kreme Dream
This week Jade and I opened our Deluxe Room for the very first time. One of our gorgeous new clients joined us for a decadent two-hour threesome complete with a sexy pole dance, strip tease, lap dance, a bottle of champagne, and a beautiful dessert platter. We had an amazing night full of stories, laughs, playtime and pleasure. There are two important life-lessons that I learnt that night. (1) There is nothing more delicious than sucking champagne from Jade’s beautiful curves and crevices. (2) Every man should experience one of life's true wonders: eating bite-size pieces of Krispy Kreme doughnut off of the naked body of a beautiful woman. Simply mouth-watering!
I can only hope that next week will be filled with even more memorable moments.
Lots of love,
Jasmine xx
