MY BEST SHAG EVER

The one thing I love about this job is that you can never predict from one day to the next what will happen or who you will see and yesterday was one of those totally unpredictable days.

The day started without clue as to what the day ahead held, I had no clients booked  for the whole day so had a lovely lie in. I got up mid morning and had a nice relaxing shower and washed my hair then as the sun was shining I put on my favourite summer dress with some of my prettiest underwear underneath and a nice pair of  wedges completed the look. I did my make-up and got ready to have a nice indulgent few hours shopping. When I  got home I  had something to eat and checked my emails. It was getting towards evening and my phone had not rung and I had heard nothing from the agencies I work for so put on some comfy clothes and settled down for an evening in front of the telly,then the phone rang…………….it was a guy who lived over 40 miles away and wanted to know if I was available that evening, having informed him I was he arranged to see me in a couple of hours, so back in the shower, washed my hair again, re-did my make-up and put on my sexiest undies with hold-ups,a red flowery mini skirt,white blouse and bright red patent leather stilettos. As I was waiting for the guy to arrive my phone rang again and it was a guy asking  if I could do a outcall the same evening, I explained that I already had a client on his way and it would be about  11pm before I could set out, as he was single and had no other plans he said he did not mind how late I arrived so there I was with a booking to follow a booking. The other guy arrived and we quickly got down to business, he was a really nice guy with huge broad shoulders,which is how I like my men. After kissing for a while we got undressed and went into the bedroom, he thought my big tits were fantastic and was squeezing and sucking them, I started to lick and kiss around his ears and neck and very slowly eased myself down his body until I got to his cock and balls, I flicked the head of his cock with my tongue then gently sucked his nice tight balls,he lay back with his eyes closed and made soft pleasurable moaning sounds which got louder and louder when I took his cock into my mouth all the way to his balls and flicked my tongue on the underside as I was sucking, sensing he was getting close to coming I eased off so he could get his monies worth, then  I moved my way up his body and  lowered my wet but tight pussy down onto his cock and rode him gently, he sucked on my nipples and as I was going down he started to thrust up to meet me getting faster and harder, I knew he was close to coming but he said he was ready and not to stop, as my own orgasm was almost on me I was pleased that we both reached the pinnacle at the same time, after lying together relaxing for a while he said he needed to be going as he had a long journey ahead of him. Once he had gone I got myself ready again to travel to see the next client who lived approx 20 miles away, when I got to the house it was getting on for 11.30 pm. On entering the house and seeing him,the first thing I noticed was he was wearing a red and black basque,stockings,red panties and black stilettos,he was about 40 with that very sexy rock star look about him with a face I was sure I recognised. For obvious reasons I cannot tell you too much about him but he was a fairly well-known guitarist who had been in several rock and blues bands,there were several very expensive looking guitars lined up in the living room. He was gorgeous and when he smiled his face lit up the room, he offered me a glass of red wine which I gladly accepted  and poured himself something stronger. He was a real ladies man and  oozed confidence, he pulled me to him and we started to kiss and explore each others mouths with our tongues, he pulled back a little and looking me up and down told me he thought I was very sexy and had an incredible body, well flattery like that always goes down well and with each word he spoke my pussy tingled more. We made our way up to his bedroom with him squeezing my bottom as we went up the stairs. He helped undress me and started to kiss my nipples and told me my tits were the best he had ever seen, he said he was normally a leg and bum man but though my tits were amazing. when he unzipped my skirt his eyes feasted on my 40 inch legs clad in fishnet stockings which he loved. He laid down on the bed and I eased his panties down over the biggest,thickest cock I have ever seen,it was huge and as thick as my wrist and I could see a fantastic night lay ahead. Within a short while  I felt like I had known him for ever and there was a wonderful relaxed feeling between us and we cuddled up together and kissed very passionately. He spent ages kissing and sucking my breasts and nipples then I made my way down to the beast that had sprung to life between his legs, at face level it looked even bigger and because he had lovely shaved balls it made it look even longer, I have seen a great many cocks in all shapes and sizes but this was without doubt the finest specimen I have ever seen,his cock must have been a good 8 inches long and 6 or 7 inches around the girth,one things for certain when they gave cocks out he was right near the front of the queue. I love guys who shave their balls and I am always surprised more guys do not do it, not only are shaved balls nicer to suck but it adds a good inch to the length and appearance of their cocks. I wetted my mouth and licked the head of his cock then slowly took a couple of inches into my mouth,it was so big it was hard to do my usual trick of licking while I am sucking but I soon got used to it. After spending a pleasant time sucking his cock I then had the great pleasure of sucking those lovely shaved balls taking each one right into my mouth and sucking and gently chewing them. I licked underneath his balls and flicked my tongue around his bum and into his tight hole then I lubricated my fingers and eased a finger the full way in while I sucked his cock again, seeing how much he was enjoying it I then put another finger up his arse. Making sure I was well lubricated I lowered myself down onto his huge cock and it felt incredible, there was no way I could take it all but it filled every little bit of space in my pussy like I have never been filled before. I was really getting used to the wonderful feeling of being filled and he was now thrusting into me with down movement of my own. He pulled out and flipped me on my back and with my legs pulled right up he pushed into me as far as he could go, being very submissive it is such a lovely vulnerable position and his cock was making my pussy wetter and wetter and orgasms were following one after the other. We stopped for a rest and chatted while drinking more red wine, he was telling me lots of fascinating stories of his times travelling around the world and all the people he knew like Eric Clapton, Robert Plant,David Bowie and the likes, he was not boastful or pretentious it was just his job and they were his workmates. I then Spent quite a fair time sucking his cock again until he filled my mouth with loads of lovely.hot sticky cum. We lay back in his big bed talking about life and music and when he talked about Thin Lizzy I told him one of my favourite tunes of all times was Gary Moore’s “Parisienne Walkways” so he got his guitar and played it to me note perfect, I lay there thinking that life just does not get better than this, here I am with a gorgeous looking guy with a fit body and hung like the proverbial mule,drinking great tasting red wine,talking about famous rock stars, being serenaded with amazing guitar playing and getting paid for it as well,how bloody good is that??, I felt like I was in a scene from “Sweet Charity” and felt like bursting out “if they could see me now”, not that I would cause with my godam awful voice it would have ruined everything he he. We started to kiss again and he then spanked my arse until it was glowing red and feeling amazing,he asked if he could have anal and even though I was a bit nervous about having a cock that size up my arse I willing said yes as it was one of my favourite things. He booted up and used loads of lubrication then with me on my back and my legs over the top of my head he pressed his cock against my little bottom hole,there was some resistance then with a pop the head went in and inch by inch he put more in,he was so gentle with me and it felt fantastic, because I knew I would feel even more vulnerable I suggested I lay face down so he could arse fuck me that way. I held onto the railings of his brass bed and once again he eased his huge cock into my arse but this time he carried on until the full length was in, the feeling was better than anything I have ever felt before, he started to thrust really hard and I arched my back so I could meet his thrusts,he was pumping faster and faster and his balls were slamming into my arse cheeks, any pain had now been replaced by sheer pleasure of having my arse filled to capacity, he kept going for ages until I felt the heat from his hot spunk fill the condom, he pulled out and we lay there in the wonderful after-glow of an amazing sex session. After laying together for a while I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 4am, as I had to be up at 7am I said I had better think about going home, I got paid and we arranged that I would stay the whole night next time. Travelling home in a complete sexual haze I put on the radio and blaring out was “Crazy,Crazy,Nights” by Kiss, it just about said everything really.

 What an amazing night,can’t wait for the next one .

A FINAL NOTE.

If you ever get to read this- J-. then I would just like to say to you that I am old enough,wise enough and professional enough to know that none of what happened this evening probably ment anything to you at all and I am sure that a great many women have shared your bed and felt the same way as I do and it would be oh so easy for me to let my heart rule my head but I fell for a punter once before when I confused his wanting a free shag with really caring for me and I was really hurt by it so I will never let that happen again.You see even working girls are ultimately looking for love,but if I never share your bed again then I would like to say a huge and very genuine “Thank You” to you for giving me the greatest night of my life.Sophie.XX

CAR SEX AND SEX IN THE WOODS

sex in cars or the great outdoors can be challenging,sometimes scary but in most cases a great deal of fun and here are some tales you may find interesting and amusing.

The first time I had sex outdoors was many years ago while on holiday in Cornwall, picture the scene if you may, there we were on a lovely secluded beach,the sun was shining like a ball of fire glistening on the waves as they crashed down onto the sandy shore, we were young,naive,in the bloom of love, a bit tipsy and randy as fuck! Well the more we strolled along the beach hand in hand,the more randy we were getting, we looked into each others eyes and we both knew what each other was thinking, where can we get our kit off and shag the living daylights out of each other. At the end of this beach there were loads of sand dunes so we walked off the beach and into these sand dunes until we were quite satisfied we had no chance of being caught, we stripped off and were soon at it like the proverbial rabbits until both of us were shagged out. Now our lust had been satisfied we decided that as this was such a lovely quite spot we were in we would walk along the dunes instead of going back to the beach, now although it was late summer we were amazed that there was not another soul in sight. When we got to the top of the dunes and onto a grassy area we saw a large sign which read MOD firing range KEEP OUT DANGER OF DEATH!! but there was worse to come because on top of the bank were loads of soldiers with binoculars that had watched every second of our fun, red-faced and to the applause and cheering from the soldiers we legged it,needless to say I have never forgotten that bit of fun.

Many years later when I started escorting I had a call from a guy who wanted two girls to go dogging with him in the woods. We must have been mad to accept the booking because we had only just started escorting and neither of us worked for an agency so we had no idea if the guy was genuine or safe for that matter. We arranged to meet him on a car park and he popped his head into the window to tell us to follow him,he seemed alright so tha was good enough for us,besides work had been slow and we needed the cash. We then followed him for miles to a deserted woodland, we were actually joking with each other while following him that he could be a madman with a giant axe (or at least a giant chopper!)  in his motor. We eventually got to this area with all little parking spaces and what seemed like miles of tracks and had no idea where we were and nobody to look after us. We got out of the car and followed him along a pathway then when he stopped we started to snog him and each other, while he was still snogging my friend I got his cock out, which was huge and started to lick and suck it then we both licked and sucked him ,pressing our mouths together with his cock in-between,he was moaning and telling us how brilliant we were, we stood up and he felt our pussies under the mini skirts we were wearing. While all this was going on we could hear movement amongst the trees and bushes but had no idea how many guys were watching. After giving us both a good fingering I got on my knees again and sucked him until he came down my throat. We tidied ourselves up and walked back to his car where he dropped the bombshell that he only had a tenner on him but would pay us next time he saw us,with that he jumped in his car and was gone never to be seen again. So we had travelled over 20 miles,he’d had both of us and all we had to show for it was a tenner,what a great night,NOT!

Another interesting night was since I  began working for a proper agency. A guy phoned me to arrange a fantasy of his which was to have sex in a car in the woods, Now this time he had been recommended by another working girl whose services he had used. He said he wanted a full role play with no signs that we knew each other and he also wanted me to pee in the woods. I drank about a litre or so of water and a glass or two of wine for courage then got dressed in silk stockings,suspender belt with matching bra and panties. I then put on a see through blouse and very short mini skirt. To finish the look I had bright red patent leather stilettos and for decency,plus it was bloody freezing out, a long coat. I walked along the road at about 11.30pm as instructed, not far from where I live.praying none of the neighbours could see me. He told me he had a silver Honda 4 wheel drive car and when I saw him approaching I was to thumb a lift, now not knowing one car from another I just prayed that when I saw what looked like a four-wheel drive it was the right motor. I saw his car approaching at approx the time he said he would and stuck out my thumb, he pulled up and asked me if I needed a lift and so I got in, he asked what I was doing out so late and on my own and I told him I had an argument with my boyfriend and so he had left me to walk home and as my feet were killing me I could walk no longer. He asked what the argument was about and I told him my boyfriend got upset just because he caught me giving his best mate a blowjob in the car park. I told him where I lived which naturally was out in the country. While we driving  he told me it was dangerous for such a pretty young girl to be accepting lifts from strangers as he could be someone dangerous who might attack and rape me, after all the drink I had drunk and him scaring the shit out of me I was close to peeing myself in his car. When we got close to a drive into the woods I knew I told him I was desperate for a pee,which by now was true, so he pulled right to the back of a long parking area. I got out and so he would get a good view of me peeing I asked him to hold my coat, as I stooped down with my panties round my ankles he said he would wait in the car until I had finished,what the F**K had he asked me to drink for if he was not going to watch me, so there was I peeing for Britain,freezing my fanny off and him sat in the warmth of his car. When the flood eventually stopped I pulled my panties back up and got back into his car. After another chat I started to come onto him telling him I was drunk and as he was so nice for giving me a lift I wanted to repay him. I started to snog him the took of my now very wet panties, I thought he would now start to show some excitement but all he said was “make sure you don’t leave your knickers in the car when you have finished”,now besides the point they were part of a set costing nearly £100 and there was no chance I intended leaving the behind  I would have thought most guys would treasure them as a trophy. I unzipped him and after sucking his cock I straddled him in the driver’s seat, while i was riding him he said “make sure you don’t get my trousers wet”,he certainly had a way with words! He asked if I would finish him off with my mouth and when he was close to coming he said “you aint gonna spit it all over my trousers  are you because these are my best ones” Now as I always swallow that was not a problem but him saying that nearly made me choke. After getting fully dressed he paid me and drove me back home. When I got out of the car he never spoke and just drove off. It is still my strangest booking to date, I had no idea what his name was and all the way through it he had shown no signs he had enjoyed it,apart from the obvious that is. I am glad to say that strange guys like this are a rarity because the one thing I always like to know is that when a guy leaves my company I want to be sure he has enjoyed himself but as the saying goes “theres nowt so strange as folk” 

Sophie.xx   

SEX WORK AND PLEASURE

A great many people think that working girls such as myself only have sex with guys purely for the money to support families,drug habits etc and while I am sure this is the case with some girls there are a great many like myself who while the money is useful in paying bills etc we also get real pleasure from what we do and in providing  a service that is why I never clock watch and try to give the clients what they want and some of them are really special, the guy I saw today is a prime example.

He had contacted me the day before to say he would like to see me both for pleasure and to talk about trans issues that were affecting him personally,he would be travelling a long distance and as he was married needed to get home before his wife was back, I explained I would be away from home until lunchtime but he was welcome to arrive at my place for the same time as I returned,this was to give him a chance of seeing me get ready. When he arrived I had just hopped into the shower so I got out and let him in. He was a good-looking guy in his late thirties with a fine body on him and I think he was pleasantly surprised to see me wearing just a small towel and a smile,after letting him in I showered and washed my hair. I sat in the living room naked drying my hair then made the both of us a coffee. While I was doing  my make-up I told him about all the things I had gone through to get to where I was now. I explained that even I was amazed how far I had come in the past few years  but told him that not everything along the road was rosy and there were a great many pitfalls along the way.When he told me about his feelings and what was happening to him I could hear so many things that had mirrored my own confusion with being trans before getting to where I am now, I said to him it was a hard road but the rewards were worth it all, but you really have to be sure it is what you want and need. He put on some clothes he had bought with him and did his own make-up, he looked really good considering he had been doing things on his own without advice and support which is a major thing we all need on this difficult route. I got dressed and put on hold-up stockings,matching bra and panties,a really short black mini skirt,off the shoulder top and high heels,we  then we started kissing and he was a great kisser, it is always a good start for me if male or female kiss really well as it is something I love and a great way to get an orgasm building up inside me.. He removed some of his clothes including his panties and he had a fantastic cock both long and thick plus really sexy shaved balls, I dropped to my knees and started to suck him off,moving my mouth up and down his shaft and flicking my tongue on the underside which is something I know guys love then sucked his lovely balls. We moved into the bedroom and I undressed except for my hold up stockings, he lay me on my back and expertly began licking my pussy giving me the first of my many orgasms during our time together. We got into bed and I climbed on top of his fantastic cock and rode him, he was having  some problems keeping hard and I could tell  he was getting a little stressed, but this is something I have seen in many guys and I know that before I began living as a female it became a major problem for me when attempting to have sex. When this starts to happen experience lets me know that the more a guy gets stressed the harder it will be for him to come so I have learnt when to back off and give them time to relax and calm down a little, because I have never had a guy leave my place unsatisfied and I was determined that such a nice guy as he was wouldn’t be the first. I slowly sucked him and masturbated him with my hand but as he was still a little stressed I stopped things and got him a drink so we could have a break, afterwards I sucked him and we had  sex again and while I realised he really wanted to come inside me I knew it would put more stress on him trying so we stood up and I started to kiss him to take his mind off  things  then I  gently massaged his cock. I told him how I loved having my bottom spanked and he was more than happy to oblige, he gave my bottom a wonderful hard spanking until it was glowing and setting all the nerve endings in my pussy tingling, it was doing me the world of good and also taking his mind of coming, while he was spanking me  he got really hard so I masturbated him until he came off all over my tummy,he produced loads of hot lovely spunk and I could feel the stress and relief  leaving his body, he was satisfied and I  was chuffed as my record in pleasing guys was still intact. After he had dressed and was ready to leave he said he would definitely be seeing me again, I am quite confident he will and I really hope so as it is seeing such super guys like him that makes my job so rewarding. During sessions such as today I look at the job I am doing as providing a service as much as giving pleasure which makes me feel great in body and mind.

COMPLICATED WOMEN?

I know many of you guys out there find us women complicated and confusing,well let me tell you guys that I am one and I am confused so you have got no bloody chance!

Although I have sex for a living, well an escort is a posh name for a hooker, and I love all types of sex with both guys and girls but my own personal preference in my private life is with another woman. Now although I meet a great deal of sexy women through my work I would never dream of having a relationship with a client,well to be honest I tried it once and it was a disaster,so I have tried a few dating sites,you know the ones that specialize in women only.I know that sounds a bit sad for someone in my line of work but I do not get that much free time to myself to go searching clubs,bars etc, anyhow I was contacted recently by a very nice sounding lady on one of these sites.We got chatting and after her sending me nearly fifty texts in a week arranged to meet,needless to say I never mentioned my line of work. She lived over 100 mile away from where I live but as she sounded very genuine distance does not come into it as far as love is concerned. She was a spiritualist and was looking for a nice lady into walking,theatre,nights in etc (I know what your thinking,what the hell was she doing seeing me!!), well that being besides the point I cancelled all my appointments for the day and travelled down to where she lived. I had spent lots of time on pampering myself in the bath and washing my hair so I smelt nice, put on my best new Caprice undies and dressed in something fairly sexy but respectable in order to make a good impression. When we met she was even more attractive than her photos and seemed very pleasant. We decide to go for a drive to some nice woodland walks she knew (do not get the wrong idea ), It was a lovely sunny day and there were lots of couples and families walking. As we started walking we  got chatting and she made it clear from the beginning she did not have a problem with my being trans. We walked for miles hand in hand or arms around each others waists,the sun was blazing down through the trees and it was all very romantic, she poured her heart out to me and told me of the many problems she had encountered with guys in the past,she talked about growing up,home life,her family,her own children and life in general,she’d had a hard complicated life but then again so had I which was something we had in common and I could relate to. I told her about my past etc and the life I was leading now but omitted to tell her about my work. She had not had a full relationship with another female so I had no intention of trying to jump her bones and scare her away. After our very long walk which took hours we went for a lovely lunch and held hands across the table,all very romantic then we had a walk around a garden centre. I took her home and she told me she thought we had really clicked so I arranged to see her the following weekend, I promised I would text her when I was home safely and she said she would call me on my home phone. It was a wonderful day and I felt like there was a long and serious relationship ahead of us,I was also quite proud of myself that I had not tried to rush anything with her and allow things to progress naturally.I was on a real high driving home with the music blaring out of the car stereo and singing at the top of my voice,plus you know how it is ,when you have that feeling you are in love, every lyric of every song takes on a whole new meaning,even punk rock can sound romantic!!  When I got home I sent her a text as arranged then waited for her to ring, all night went by and no call or reply to my texts. The following day I sent her several texts as I was worried something may have happened to her but not a word all day. Later that evening she sent me a text saying she thought I was nice but did not have enough “get up and go” for her, I was dumbstruck,there are more guys who have got up me and had a go inside one month than a good many women will see in their lifetime. So there you go guys,it’s impossible to do right for wrong, I tried to be the perfect lady and not rush her into anything that either of us would regret but instead made myself to look like a boring old fart, Should I have just made a jump on her? well who knows, Like I said we are a very complicated species and if I can make mistakes like this then you guys have not got any chance to know what is going on inside  a womans head and how best to approach things. I promise if I work it out I will let you know,in the meantime I am still looking for love but will have to settle for lust.

TIME WASTING WANKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

God I love this job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s an amazing life being an escort,take today for instance………………………

I am up at 6am to spend all day in London on a photo-shoot and I get home at nearly 8pm,knackered,feet killing me through wearing ridiculous high heels that don’t fit properly,blisters upon blisters,limbs aching and ready for bed when my works phone goes,ah bliss, it’s a guy who is holding a dinner party at his house but after his guests have gone home he fancies a shag with a convenient girl like me. He gives me his name and address and says he will phone as soon as his guests have gone home,you explain you have had a long day but as long as he is genuine you will still have no objections to doing the job (you need the money and hate letting nice guys down),so you then spend 2 hours showering,washing your hair,putting on all your best sexy gear,doing make-up,styling hair and printed off directions to the property,which prove to be genuine, then despite sending texts asking if you are still needed as it’s getting late and turning down another job because you can only do one in a night you hear NOTHING!! Oh what fun,knackered,pissed off,time-wasted and out-of-pocket on two fronts, refusing another job and paying the agency a booking fee for a non-existence job,who or what do these time-wasting wankers think they are??? Do these guys order meals from their local take-aways and never collect them?,order taxi’s they never want? book tables in restaurants and never show? What else do they do for fun,dial 999 and ask for emergency services?? It is because of  WANKERS like this that when I write my book I shall devote a whole chapter to naming and shaming the bastards, perhaps I should wait and turn up at his house ( which I have no doubt is completely genuine because that’s how stupid wankers like this are) waiting until his parents,relatives,posh friends or knowing twats like this his wife and dressed in my best hookers outfit and in my loudest voice ask if he is ready for that shag he ordered?? Beware an escort/hooker/call-girl who is totally pissed off,we are worse than a thousand women with raging PMT.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH THAT FEELS BETTER GETTING THAT OFF MY CHEST, perhaps I can sleep now? Back with real tales of lust soon,watch this space or read in your local paper about some twat who has had his balls hacked off…………………………….

Guys, Sex and their cocks

The reason for this heading is something that happened last night and made me wonder why sex seems to be so different for guys to what it is for women. 
 

I had a client make a booking with me last night and he had asked the usual sort of things ie would I dress in stockings,wear sexy underwear,mini dress and high heels. I was really pleased about the booking as I do not do this as my only job and mainly for the pleasure that I get out of it and with my boyfriend working away I was as horny as hell and desperately in need of a good shag especially as my last two clients had only wanted blow jobs. He arrived very close to the arranged time and I was very pleased to see he was in his thirties,good looks,good body,well-built and tall which I prefer in a guy as being fairly tall myself I hate looking down at a guy, immediately he got into my place he was pulling his trousers and pants down and wanting me to suck his cock, now I love sucking guys cocks but really wanted him in my pussy especially as he had a good-sized cock, I sucked him for a while and sucked his balls while playing with his bottom then he wanted me stripped off and sucked my nipples until they were hard,he then pushed me back on the sofa,pulled my legs over my head and gave me a bloody good 

What I use when I cannot get the real thing.

shagging while holding my ankles. Then he bent me over and had me from behind while standing up,my pussy was taking a right pounding and I was loving it, I then sucked his cock again but he wanted to wank himself off into my mouth, he was holding his cock that hard and going so fast i was worried he would do himself some harm, when he came there was loads of lovely cum in my mouth and all over my face. Now here is the part I do not understand about guys, as soon as he had come he said “right that’s me done,off for a drink with the lads now” pulled his trousers straight back on,paid ,said it was great and was gone! How do you guys switch off  and on like that? because it is a real mystery to me, when I have  sex I generally orgasm at least once,even with clients, and my whole body is alive and I just want to wallow in that wonderful after glow. 
It is not like he was ashamed of what he had done or anything like that because I have seen several  guys who are like that, even regulars so how or why do guys react so differently to sex than  women because I have yet to meet a woman who reacts the same, I know in my case the perfect ending for me ( besides another shag that is) would be for a guy to kiss and hold me for a while and relax, unless he wanted to lick my pussy for an hour or so that is…………..  
Comments by men and women on this subject most welcomed. Sophie.xx

MY BODY BITS,BUILT FOR PLEASURE

I hope you enjoy my blog pages and my photos but the photos were taken proffesionally and are copyright protected so please do no steal them.thank you

 I love my body and each part provide its own unique bit of pleasure.

MY MOUTH.

I love kissing,it is something that is very underrated but when a guy kisses me properly he can start an orgasm building inside of me without touching any other part of my body, I love to taste a guys mouth and wiggle my tongue against his then lick his neck and ear lobes until i work my way down his body to that all important bit his cock……….

My mouth loves to taste a nice tasty cock. With a guy I love to lick his cock slowly all the way down to his balls where I suck each one until they are completely in my mouth and gently chew on them then i lick just underneath,that special part between the balls and the anus that guys just love being licked. I then love to taste their pre-cum as I take all the head of the cock in my mouth and while i am sucking I work my tongue underneath before I go right down until it is filling my mouth,all the time still licking.As I start to move my head up and down the shaft I gently squeeze their balls  feeling the cum building up inside them until they explode all that lovely hot,salty  juice into my mouth and down my throat,the taste is divine.

MY  TITS.

I Love my breasts ,I am a size 40D and they are probably my favourite part of my body. I love to look at them in a mirror when they are contained in one of my sexy push up bras just dying to escape or inside a tight see through dress or top with no bra underneath,I love the feelings I get when they are squeezed or sucked and my nipples are bitten or tweaked until they are standing firm with all the little lumps standing proud like goose bumps. I love it when I am being taken doggy style and a guy is hanging onto them for dear life as his cock is pounding into my wet pussy or tight little bum hole or when I give a guy a tit fuck and his cum shoots straight through them and into my open mouth.

MY BOTTOM.

This is a real source of pleasure for me, I think all the nerve endings are connected straight from there to my brain. I love it when I am standing up and a guys firm hands push down my panties or into my tight jeans and he gives my arse a really tight squeeze but better still I love being forced over a guys knee and having my bum given a really hard spanking until it is glowing red and my pussy juices are running down my legs, even better if I am tied up then spanked,paddled or caned so that the red stripes are standing out against my white skin and as orgasm after orgasm rack through my body he pushes his cock into my pussy or best of all into my tight bum hole with that wonderful feeling of pain and pleasure as the head of his cock forces it way past the muscles of my bum hole until it is all the way in right up to his balls  and then gives me the fucking of my life, ah heaven.

MY LEGS AND MY PRETTY PUSSY.

I am quite tall and slim, my legs are 40 inches in length without high heels on and they go all the way up to my firm arse and tight pussy. I love the sight of them in my red or black thigh boots and every guy who as been to see me when i am wearing them seems to love the sight also, they also look amazing when I am wearing  a pair of my many stilettos and stockings and so to my pretty pussy, I keep it neat and trimmed in a landing strip style, even though I am blonde the hairs on my pussy are very dark, It is always ready for fun and at times I get so horny I will have to touch myself wherever I am, I have found if I am at a friends house a good excuse is to go to the bathroom and generally hand basins are the perfect height to rub my pussy against and bring myself off. If I am on my own with no man in sight I will either watch a sexy film or go to bed and let my fingers explore my pussy as it gets wetter and wetter then I will use my favourite glass dildo which I sometimes keep in the fridge because it heightens the sensations, but non of this is as good as having a guy around ( or another girl) because someone else touching my pussy just brings me alive. I love to have a good tongue licking at my lips and chewing them then circling around my pussy until I am begging for my clit to be licked or sucked then a good hard cock inside of me. My favourite position is with me on top where i can bounce up and down on a guys cock and squeeze it with my pussy muscles giving me orgasm after orgasm before exploding inside of me and then laying on top of him with my breasts resting on his chest enjoying the glow that is all over my body.

Much love and lust.Sophie.xx

Growing up as a trans-female

I am writing this blog in order to give people an insight into what it is like to be born trapped into the wrong body and to possibly help anyone who is confused about their sexuality.In order to protect my family there are many names and places I cannot mention so please forgive me of  if some of my story appears a bit vague.

I grew up as the youngest child of a working class family in a large city. My father was a very tough but kind man although I grew up terrified of him in many ways. Talking to my family many years later it was obvious to them I was a very girly type of boy,from a very early age I would play with dolls and making families of my toys. we moved several times during my school years and I always found it difficult to make friends and was something of a loner. At the age of six I was stripped naked by an older girl who also removed her clothes, I can still remember this incident as if it was yesterday because this was the first time I had ever seen another female undressed and  when I looked at my own body and looked at hers I felt like a freak, her body looked perfect and there was I with grotesque lumps between my legs, I ran home crying but was told I was just being silly. As I grew up I was constantly bullied throughout my school years for being a sissy and suffered things such as being kicked between the legs and being held down in the boys toilets and peed on ( the strange thing is today I love watersports?). At home having older sisters I would  steal their clothes to wear in secret and borrow make-up to make myself feel more like a girl. I did  not have any friends and spent many hours on my own, I would walk for miles or escape in the world of music or books.

When I left school I worked in a large factory where working in a male enviroment they would talk about women like they were pieces of meat which sickened me. I grew my hair long and only ever wore female clothes to go out in but instead of being treated like a female I was considered as being extrovert or a gay male and although I had many crushes on male pop or film stars I never considered  having a gay relationship. I  always felt much better in other female company and I had many female friends but several wanted a sexual relationship with me and I did not feel that way about them, today I am completely bi-sexual and feel confident amongst both sexes. My father, who was quite a ladies man fixed me up several times in order to lose my virginity, naturally I was totally unaware of things being set up and he became more and more confused each time nothing happened, I on the other hand just thought they were girls who liked me and I wanted them as friends to go shopping with etc. I was now in my twenties and I had still not reached puberty and I was growing more and more confused as to who or what I was, back then there were no role models to look up to and I think things are perhaps easier now that gender dysphoria is a recognised thing. I became very friendly with the daughter of a family friend,she was younger than me and because I was so confused and wanted to make my family happy I had my hair cut and bought male clothing,we started going out and were married within a year. I can remember the first time we made love,we were both virgins without a clue what we were doing, to say it was a disaster would be something of an understatement,even today that night makes me shudder with horror, I think the biggest problem was besides not knowing what to do is I wanted her to make love to me and naturally she was expecting me to make love to her. Our sex life was awful and the only time I was capable of having sex was if it happened very quickly without having time to think about what I was doing. There would be times like our wedding anniversary when she would have a nice meal prepared with soft lights and romantic music waiting for when I got home from work, the minute I realised what was expected of me my body would go into a state of shock and had I been offered  a million pounds I would still have been unable to have sex. We were blessed by some great  fortune with children but as they grew up our sex life became non existant which I think was a relief for both of us. During all this time I was still secretly wearing her clothes when she was out and putting make-up on, this was never a sexual thing and I had no desire to masturbate while dressed as a female. Every night I would go to sleep and pray I could wake up as a woman but of course miracles do not happen in real life. I began drinking heavily and getting more and more depressed but still never discussed my problem with anyone professional, I did try several times to explain to my ex but I was told I was being silly. Many years had now passed and I began  shaving  my body using cleanliness as a reason, I also owned my own female underwear. By now I was drinking worse and having many sleepless nights. In secret I tried various ways to commit suicide such as drowning myself in the bath and putting plastic bags over my head etc but each time I would chicken out, I was also self harming by putting wire and elastic bands around my privates hoping they would fall off but all that happened was i would awake in terrible pain and have to cut the bands and wire off. Eventually I could take it no more and told my ex  wanted to spend the rest of my life as a female, coming from a family who were completely bigoted and prejudiced she went ballistic and told me I was sick and perverted,she said she was leaving and I would never see her or  my children again, to this date she as kept to her word and I  have  no contact. Not seeing any other way forward i took a huge overdose and was in a coma for three days and awoke to find myself in a mental institute,although at the time it appeared to be my darkest moment it was exactly what I needed. I talked to professional people who got me for the first time ever to discuss my real problems. I was terrified as to what my own family would think but they were wonderful and it is thanks to their love and support and the help of the wonderful nurses,doctors etc that i am here today. I then went through the lengthy process of seeing physiologists etc at Charing Cross and taking female hormones. I started a new life with a new house and new friends and a new name. I started to live my dream of being totally female and a close friend paid for me to have breast implants and for the first time in my life I felt I belonged, It is strange that before I may have appeared to fit in but I felt like an outsider and now probably looked more like an outsider but felt part of society.

I now had a wonderful supportive boyfriend who knowing I could never be happy while I had male parts never once pressurised me into doing anything I did not feel right about. After many years and visits to Charing Cross I got the date I had been waiting for, my gender reassignment surgery. My boyfriend Drove me to London and stayed with me the whole time. I arrived at Charing Cross and I was placed in a ward with two lovely girls who had already had their reassignment surgery,they instantly made me feel at ease. I had my operation the following morning and when i awoke despite the pain i was on an incredible high.  I was allowed home several days later and told not to attempt intercourse for at least 12 weeks. I spent the next 6-8 weeks recovering at home and dilating 4 times a day,which involves inserting increasing sizes of perspex dildo covered in KY Jelly into my new vagina,the pain to start with was terrible but amazingly each time it  was still very therapeutic. I ignored all the advice and told my boyfriend I wanted to make love to him after only 8 weeks,he was very scared of hurting me but did not refuse. I used plenty of lubrication  and while he sat down i lowered myself slowly down onto his erect penis,when he was fully in me I felt for the first time ever like a real woman, we continued carefully as the weeks passed and each time the feelings in my pussy began to get stronger and stronger. After 12 weeks we were making love on the sofa when I felt incredible feelings building up in my pussy and then I had my first ever orgasm,my pussy started to pulsate and my legs began to shake then my orgasm ripped through my whole body and seemed to go on forever,I collapsed in a heap on top of him and cried my eyes out with sheer joy, it was a day I never thought would happen   and a moment I will never forget, we have made love many times since then a tried every hole and every position. After so many years waiting I was keen to try every sexual experience I could get and soon discovered I am a sex maniac so when I was  approached by an escort agency to work for them I thought my boyfriend would be completely against it but instead he said if it was something  I wanted to do then he would support me fully. I have been an escort now for a long time and I love it plus it as made our relationship even closer,after each new experience we talk about it while we are making love and there is never a dull moment. I am now legally female and I could not imagine how my life could be improved.

I hope that anyone reading this who as had any doubts about  Transgender males and females they will see that we are just like everyone else trying to live our lives in the best way possible, also anyone who as any Transgender issues who would like to ask me any questions if they contact me I will try to answer  them as best as I can.Sophie.XX

March 2010,more clients and more fun.

As Arkwright would have said “It’s been a funny old month”

Apart from the regulars work has been steady with one or two interesting clients and a days glamour modelling from which hopefully i will be given permission to put some pictures on my blog for your pleasure,so watch this space.

I had a guy come to see me who wanted to do role play which is always fun, he arrived at my place wearing a smart suit and holding a clipboard and pen,he said he was the inspector for Stepford wives and wanted to check both me and my place out. I made him a coffee and he sat on the sofa while i sat on a higher stool,he asked me questions about my sex life and as to how many guys i had slept with recently,as instructed I played innocent but accidently (on purpose) i kept opening and closing my legs giving him a flash of my pussy and also leaning forward so I could flash my tits at him,he was busy writing and trying to concentrate on asking me questions but i could see the bulge in his trousers as he got more and more excited.As the interview went along i began letting my fingers roam and touching my tits and pussy,slipping the odd finger or two in,he asked if I was getting wet and when i told him i wasn’t he checked me out for wetness,my panties were of course soaked so  then he told me I was very naughty for telling lies,this of course warranted a sever spanking so i was put over his knee and my now very wet panties pulled down and spanked hard on my bottom, the more he spanked me the redder my bottom got and the heat went straight to my pussy so i was soaking wet,after several amazing orgasms he got me to sit on top of him and ride his wonderful cock then he bent me over and had me doggy style before cumming all over my face. It is times like this when i think just how lucky i am,doing something i love,having loads of fun and getting paid as well,life doesn’t get much better than this. But there are times when i obviously have to contend with just total pleasure for the client no matter how much pleasure my body needs, take the other day for example I was feeling really horny so when this guy phones and asks to see me in 2 hours time i thought it was perfect timing for me getting satisfied. I got ready in the usual way i do for all clients,washed my hair,showered,did my hair and make-up,dressed in something sexy and made sure the place was clean and tidy,finally soft lights,background music and a dab of expensive perfume and i was ready. When he arrived he was a guy in his late thirties, good-looking and a decent body on him so a good time looked on the cards,after the formalities of paying I asked him if he would like a drink but he wanted to get straight down to business, he was  not interested in what i was wearing or the sexy undies but wanted me stripped off straight away then after telling me i had fantastic tits he grabbed and pulled at them and squeezed my nipples very hard, now i quite like dominant men and sometimes a bit of rough play but even doing it for money my body is not always in the mood but doing this for a living i can never tell the client to stop as it is his pleasure i am there for, as i was still horny and my pussy was desperate for filling i thought he would ram it up me and give me a good shagging but all he wanted was for me to perform oral on him and even that was very rough,he got me on my knees and throat fucked me until he came down my throat,with that he dressed and left,so there was i with sore tits,an equally sore throat and my pussy still desperate for action,thank god for sex toys and my fingers.

The day i spent glamour modelling was great fun,being pampered,having my hair and make-up done by a professional then having loads of photos taken wearing lots of my sexiest undies and sometimes just a smile, I also i got to spend some time playing with my favourite toys,mind you when you are having to hold a pose with your bum out,stomach in and bent forward for 10-15 mins at a time plus working for  over 10 hours it does get tiring and i must admit i was pleased to get home for a rest .

So i will see what April holds,that’s the month not the name of one of my girlfriends.

Love.Sophie.xx

Sex Tips For Guys

I should think there are a good many guys who wonder just what women want and the best way to get into our knickers,well for someone who makes a living out of  being shagged he are a few pointers in the right direction.

Firstly,you do not need have fantastic looks,be 6 foot plus, have the body of Mr Universe,and a 12 inch  cock,although if you were a really nice guy to go with it then it wouldn’t do any harm. My own boyfriend is mid fifties,18 stone with a smaller than average cock but he gives me multi orgasms every time we make love and i would not swap him for any other guy,the reason is I love him.

1. Cleanliness,cleanliness,cleanliness.

I know i may sound like your mother,god forbid but the smell of a nice clean body always works for me. If you are getting ready to go out on the pull or meeting with a girl you hope to bed then have a good shower or bath and pay particular attention to washing your cock,balls and bum because no girl is going to want to go down there if you stink or have half a pound of mature cheddar under your foreskin,presuming you are not circumcised that is. In my line of work i cannot really dictate if a guy is super clean or not but given a choice it makes a huge difference to how long i want to suck a guys cock or balls and it is something i love doing. use under arm deodorant but do not over do the anti- perspirant or after shave you do not want to arrive in a cloud.

2. Clothing

 Dress in something smart,clean and ironed. I am not saying you need to wear your best suit and look like you are off to a posh wedding but your working jeans,old tee-shirt and smelly trainers are never a good advert for how clean you are underneath so a decent pair of trousers or jeans,smart shirt or tee-shirt and decent footwear. Please.please, wear nice clean pants or non at all because us girls check out what a guy is packing just as much as you ogle our tits etc, do not wear something covered in cartoons or an elephants trunk unless you want a laugh when you strike lucky and strip off.

3. Personality

This is oh so important. Even if you do not look like Jonny Depp or Tom Cruise you can still talk or laugh a girl into bed,take someone like Russell Brand for example,he is so much fun and so relaxed with his own sexuality he can definitely get me wet between the legs. Try to listen to what the girl is talking about and not drone on all night about your mates or work, unless you are a body double for George Clooney or make chocolate!! When she is talking do try to keep eye contact, even if she as big tits like me, and is wearing a low-cut top,there is nothing worse than talking to the top of a guys head,well not unless your head is between my legs and then i shall probably be shouting with joy. If your mates are around don’t keep grinning and putting your thumbs up like you have just scored the winner in the world cup,remember your aim is to bed the girl not amuse your mates. try to relax and keep the conversation and amusing,most girls love guys that are relaxed and confident.

4. manners maketh the man

You do not need to come across as the local vicar or bank manager but just don’t act like a slob. If you are having a drink don’t neck pints of extra strong lager like it is going out of fashion and if you are having a meal don’t put too much in your mouth and please chew with your mouth closed plus belching and farting is not a great way to get a girl into bed. Paying compliments is always a big plus as many girls like being told we have nice hair,clothes,smile etc but try not to over do it and sound genuine.

And so to bed!! 

If you have got this far then the fun begins. Always carry condoms even though most sensible girls will supply their own. If you hoping for more than a one nights stand then consider her pleasure first because if a guy gives me plenty of orgasms he can be assured of coming back to my bed again. Try to judge her mood,there are times when we are soaking wet and just want a really good shagging but at other times slow and sensual does the trick. Enthusiasm works wonders even if your technique is a bit dodgy, I have been with good-looking guys with huge dicks who think all they have to do is lie back and let the girl do all the work, WRONG!!  Be gentle with her pussy because we are not made like you,bashing one out at home reading a dirty mag may work for you but we are sometimes a bit slower warming up and if you are using your fingers keep your nails trimmed and not try to ram four fingers straight up, I have been cut a few times while working and it is one of the reasons some escorts will refuse to let guys touch their pussies with their fingers our pussies are not just for fun but our livelihood. If a girl performs oral on you then let her dictate the pace, it may be her first time and having a guy grab the back of your head and force the length of his cock down your throat is no fun,just try sticking two of your own fingers down your throat and see how you enjoy it.  

Finaly…………..

If the night as gone well or badly,if you tell a girl you are going to see her or phone her again please make sure you do,if you have no intention of seeing her again then be honest and say you enjoyed the night but the spark was not there or you are not ready to commit because we have enough hang-ups without waiting for the phone to ring and thinking we have upset a guy. XX