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Have fun and let us know how it goes! 

Cuz I don’t know, my buddy is sending a mystery escort to my hotel room sight unseen by me. 
 
I’m spending some time in Orlando with Ace Carter and his boyfriend Marco. They don’t arrive until Sunday and I’m alone Saturday at our resort. I asked my other buddy if he’d hire someone and send them to my room without me knowing who it was. He and I have spent ample time comparing notes and hires over the past few years so I trust him to make a good pick. 
 
My buddy said one of the guys he was gunna send over is someone I reviewed here so he knixed that pick and went for someone else. That’s a good sign! 
 
I have no idea what he pre-negotiated or with whom. I have no idea what he said I’m into. I have no idea how long I’m supposed to spend with this dude or what he knows about me. It’s really exciting that anyone on earth could walk through that door tomorrow at 7pm ready for sex and I get to completely wing it. 
 
Wish me luck! 

I love them and have traveled the US doing them. I’ve done over 100 rooms and only haven’t gotten out twice. One room was so poorly designed and the technology broke so bad that I had to leave in disgust. Lol  
 
My ex husband and I used to pay a premium to be the only ones in the room because we had gotten stuck with some families, or stoners, or people that played casually that made it not fun for us. 
I highly recommend giving it a try I happen to love them. 
 
 

Sadly, I don’t go all “Dexter from Showtime” any more. 

Maybe if I got to be her age. At my age, not yet. I have known the thrill of running away with a man I’m in lust with. It was fun, albeit no one cared to chase us lol 

I bet she had the most exciting, thrilling, love and lust filled 10 days of her life. That inmate scratched her itch and gave her something she probably yearned for her entire life. She’d rather die than be without him. I wanna feel what Vicky felt. 

I think the same can be said for desperate men.  Lord knows in my earlier years I allowed all sorts of men to take advantage of me due to low self esteem. Hopefully never again, but I don’t think I’m as far away from succumbing to that dynamic as I’d like to think. 

Disclaimer: this is just some sort of journal to process my emotions after a session with a provider, it’s more for myself because I can’t discuss this with friends. Comments/suggestions are more than welcome as long as they are not offensive.
 
My first time left me thinking that I had feelings for the provider, but as the comments pointed out that it was just infatuation rather than “love” (silly I know, but it really felt that way). People gave me many solid advice and it really helped me. This time, after some mental preparation, I met with the same provider and did 2 hours instead of 1 because last time felt kinda short. Like last time, I was a bit of shy in the beginning, but he was able to put me into the scene pretty quick. All the caressing, whispering behind my ears, combined with light pain/nipple play, and socks sniffing and worshiping really made me want him more. He asked me to trust him and let him take control (consensual as I wanted him to lead), he then made me to say it out loud that I trust him, i think it really did it once I said it out loud. 
 
We then moved to his bedroom as we have had the foreplay mentioned above. He took out a pair of leather handcuffs and put them onto my arms, adjusted to the proper tightness and then tied my arms to the bed. At that time, I was nervous, scared, but also excited about where he is taking me. All this time, he never forgot to touch me here and there to keep my body sensitive. Once I was tied up, he started tickling me and made me struggle to beg him to stop, and at the meantime, he would tease me with his cock and verbally dominate me. It was exciting and humiliating at the same time, just what I wanted tbh. My d was so hard and he would use the spanking paddle to slap my balls to see how much pain I can take. All these, he never went too far and as soon as the pain was a bit much, he noticed right away and would stop, then rewarded me by letting me sniff and lick his socked feet. Tbh thinking back he executed it perfectly. 
 
we discussed no anal sex beforehand and he respected it as well, but it didn’t mean that he didn’t try to expand my limit. He walked out of the room and went to get a pair of exam gloves and said “I’m going to try something new with you”. I immediately knew what was coming and was very nervous and told him that I was afraid it might be painful and feel weird. While trying to expand my limit, he kept his words and reassured me that “don’t worry,  will keep my words. You’ve trusted me so far and if it’s too much, I’ll stop”. After that, I pretty much just let him finger me, he was so gentle, yet knew exactly how to play with me mentally with his words. He devilishly looked me into my eyes, while fingering me he said “I don’t care how you feel, I do exactly what I want with my f toy (again, pre-discussed with the role play stuff), and you are loving it, aren’t you?” There you have it, me being tied up, helpless, with him fingering my ass, and verbally teasing me, it seriously couldn’t get better than that. I was so aroused at the moment, yet felt a bit of shamed that I was enjoying it so much. Even though I wasn’t ready for him to put more fingers in and I stopped him (which of course he complied), I was definitely getting more and more submissive after that because now thinking back, I started saying some stuff  (like calling myself a slut, or f**) out loud that I would normally too shy to say. After the ass play, he untied me and started fucking my mouth, occasionally would force me to lick his arm pits and spit on my face, which were all my turn-ons. I was getting more and more comfortable to the role and would start teasing him with my ass while sucking him off, I was actually proud of myself for making him wanting me and able to give him some pleasure. 
 
Thinking back, I felt like I was playing a dangerous game because I was letting go more and more control: multiple times I almost just let him f me to please him more. I don’t know how I feel about this because I’m a bit of shamed, scared, yet excited. We also ended up on a very good note with some cuddling and chatting. Now going back to what I said in the beginning, I mentally prepared myself to not get the same “attached” feeling like last time. I left feeling perfectly okay and was confident this time was different, and I genuinely felt that way too. However, the same night I started experiencing insomnia, and started having so much emotions and feelings: shame, guilt, sad, down, and scared about how long all these feelings would last, yet I wanted to see him again. Can’t exactly pinpoint the emotion, but it was just off. After a bit of searching, I realized I was experiencing sub-drop. The online self aftercare kit suggested to communicate with the partner and if the dom is experienced, he would understand this and help sorting out the feelings. I was a bit wary about contacting the provider afterwards because I didn’t know the etiquette of this. Then I remembered that he did say if I need to contact him regarding the scene afterwards, I can. I took the offer and sent him a message at 4:30 in the morning to ask for some guidance and about how to deal with the drop and those emotions. He got back to me immediately when he got up and reassured me that he cares and he’s there for me to help me proceeding the emotions and the scene. Also suggested me to journal my feelings and experience. I took his advice about journaling but decided to do it a bit differently by posting it here. I also communicated that I didn’t know the etiquette about contacting him after the session. I didn’t want to impose too much and take too much of his time afterwards, he assured me it’s okay to say hi here and there, but don’t expect the provider to be a friend. However, he said he’s in the process with me and  I can text him anytime to process my thoughts related to our time together.
I found this to be incredibly kind of him as he has no obligation to do so. I just really appreciate that he actually cares and is a responsible dom, but at the same time I can feel that I’m taking his kindness as something it’s not: that I “love” him. 
 
I did feel better knowing that he’s there to me and will help me out with the process. But earlier today, I felt the sadness again that the scene is over and I miss him so much. I miss spending the time and want to do another session. Logically I know this is not good and a bit of afraid that this might be addictive. Tbh I just want to have a good time and don’t have all these emotions, sigh… 
if you read all this, I apologize about my ranting. Just needed to vent and share some experience for my own goodZ

The beauty here is that we’re teaching each other. 

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I had a wonderful hour with him. He came to my house. His body was silky smooth and he’s the least pushy Dominican I have ever been with. His dick is really nice, and we had great conversation. 
 
He was note worthy in that his hands and feet sweat visibly and profusely. His body was extremely warm to the touch which I loved because lean men tend to feel chilly. The hands and feet sweating was unlike anyone I’ve been with, so if you’re into sweat, you’re in for a real treat. Super nice guy. 
Fun fact: the day before we met he filmed an OF scene with Timothy Champagne. 
 
 

I just remembered that there are threads on this message board where we discuss dicks, asses and 6 packs. I’m gunna go find one of those threads. They’re fun. 

Attended the nude party for the very first-time last Saturday and had a great experience. Tim was a great host, plenty of hot guys and great drinks. I also had a good time with someone who I've had my eye on for a long time and it was a dream come true. I'll be attending more of these events every chance I get.

Wednesday nights are done, but there’s the spunk party tomorrow night at monster. 

Thank you!

I can’t think of a condition on earth that would prevent me from hiring. It’s a hobby I enjoy too much, and I’d hate to be the cause of a recession. 

If this keeps going on will you stop hiring? 

I’m 38. He didn’t call me daddy, but he wanted to come back again last night even though I’m sick lol. Being pursued by him is so different for me, I’m usually the one pursuing. 
 
 

We’ve become regulars and we’re both enjoying our time together. This Monday I’m thinking of asking him his name. 

I think I might have hit 90-95 on I-5. I'm fundamentally a cautious driver - get nervous if I'm driving over 70.

Driving to the Grand Canyon from LA with a college friend. Hit 110.
A few years ago hit 106 by mistake passing two big rigs in the Shenandoah Valley in an SQ5. Scary.

220 kph (132mph) on the Autoroute de Soliel between Lyons and the French Riveria. It was my sports car but I had let my boyfriend "de jour" (he was a hot Spaniard I had picked up in a bar a couple of nights earlier and we decided to go to St. Tropez) take over the wheel while I had a nap. I suddenly  woke up when I felt the car vibrating and looked over to see the speed. I told him to slow down. That was around 1982.

The headline of this thread confused me.  The fastest “I’ve ever done it” was in 1971.  I shot my load in just under 30 seconds.  The fastest I’ve ever driven is 95 mph on Interstate 80.  

120 but it was in controlled conditions at Road Atlanta 

I-94. A friend driving my Charger 110, and me in my CTS 100.

121 in a Maserati.