Memories of a Courtesan

EATING

2009-03-27T11:41:00.000-07:00

Sorry I didn´t write for some time but I spent one month to be eaten on.
Yes, you read it correctly, to be eaten on. The japanises are quite peculiar as you might know.
I was asked to be "the dish" for the food of very important business people in Tokio. And you can´t imagine how exhausting it is to stand still for all their incredibly long lasting dinners. Luckily they do not last so long in bed.
I really didn´t have time or strenght to write anything these days, I just wanted to sleep. But it was very difficult because, a part the eating sessions and the desserts they quite often wanted to have from me, the getting ready was just sooooooooooo tiring. I had to spend at least five hours a day in the beauty care. Not a single hair was supposed to be on my body, the hairstyle was just to complicate to describe it and the make up had to be always perfect.
They were normally starting the eating very politely with their chopsticks and then, in not more that half an hour, they were all drunk and they were eating with their hands and tongues directly on my skin. It was an interesting feeling to be literally their "banquet".
There was a mirror on the ceiling and I could see them eating on my body like in a demoniac orgy. My skin has to have a nice taste because they kept liking me everywere. Expecially there.
I have to admit I came quite often thanks to their persisting tongues.

A VINTAGE BLACK DRESS

2009-01-28T10:41:00.000-08:00

This never happened to me before. But I am glad it did now.
Of course it was not the first time they asked me to dance but this time it was different.
He took me to one of these Argentinian bars where there is live music and one can dance tango.
I was wearing a vintage black dress and high heels dancing shoes as he suggested.
I will never thank enough my old dance teacher who beated us with a riding crop when we were not in the right position. Without her teachings I would have never been able to live this fantastic experience.
He gently invited me on the dance floor and then his body touched mine.
It was nearly mystic.
I had long sex sessions but never like this. Without even taking my clothes off he exhausted me like nobody else before.
We danced like I couldn´t belive it was possible. We danced like if nobody else was there. We danced till the music was over.
His hands, his look, his entire body were pure excitement. He could have lead me wherever. He took me to the physical climax simply leading the tango.
He brought me home but didn´t want to come upstairs. What he wanted was the dancing.
I didn´t want his money but I could not help kissing his lips.

VARIATION

2009-01-21T02:44:00.000-08:00

He believed to be cool.
He told me he used to fuck with classical music.
No problem I said.
So he switches the CD player on. Ravel´s Bolero.
Beautiful music but not really original for a sex session. It is a pianissimo that constantly grows till the climax, he misses fantasy I think.
Erotism is a matter of variation more than ryhthm.
- Don´t you have, for example, Mozart´s symphony n.38? - I asked unzipping my dress.
- Why don´t you like this...?
- I do, but I want to show you something.
He looked into his father´s CDs...
- Here it is.
I put the CD on and slowly, like in the first adagio, I undress him. The adagio becomes an allegro and then andante... He begged me but I did not allow him to come. It was not over yet. Then, in 6 minutes of presto he joyfully understood what variation is.

CAMPING

2009-01-14T05:34:00.000-08:00

I have a friend I sometimes use for my own fun.
He is tall and blond haired and I love his big protecting shoulders.
He always has new funny ideas and we experiment them together. It´s like being teenagers once again.
This time he picked me up with his camper and took me to a very well known camping place. It was already late at night and many other campers were there.
He opened all the windows of the van, tied my arms together and my legs wide spread. He had many sexy toys with him and started to look for my most sensitive points. I tell you, he made me shout. Oh yes, he made me shout like never before!
He enjoyed the fact that everyone was hearing us. It was only when I begged him to stop that he finally took his own pleasure.
And from his howling everyone could tell he did.

SAUNA

2009-01-06T05:22:00.000-08:00

Getting out of the sauna and go under a cold shower. I hate it.
But he wanted more.
First we had to sweat for a good half an hour and then he wanted to ride me in the snow.
The mountains around us were all white and the sun was shining on them making them look even more appealing.
It was cold out there but not as bad as I expected.
He enjoyed me and I, the fantastic view.

RED AND WHITE

2008-12-27T13:01:00.000-08:00

Hope you had a Happy Christmas. I had, even if I had to work.
As someone would say, the work of a woman is never ending. Even more that of a courtesan.
I had again to come out of a Christmas present dressed up in red and white. Santa Claus in person would have liked it even though I did not have a beard. Not even down there.
What was astonishing this time was that I was given to the guy with the compliments of his ex-wife. At first I thought it was a joke. But when she told me that they even did a divorce party I could not but accept the job.
A divorce party and expensive presents. Her psychoanalist has to be a funny one.

TRAINING SHIP

2008-12-15T00:33:00.000-08:00

I have been invited sailing the last few days.
The sea was marvellous the sky pure blue.
When I arrived at the boat I was gently invited to go on board.
The five boys of the crew were nice and I immediately felt one of them. I was not wrong, in some ways I was considered part of the crew as well.
When the son of the boss arrived they told me we were the eighteen-years-old birthday present from his father. He was supposed to learn sailing, he was supposed to learn the art of love.
We spent ten days sailing on the beautiful Caribean sea, we spent ten days training the way he has to touch a woman.
He was curious and sharp, witty and well equipped.
We experimented a lot; he was a good student and the last day he was even able to make me come.

RUBBER STOCKINGS

2008-11-30T10:44:00.000-08:00

I hate rubber stockings.
You sweat in it and after a while they give you the unconfortable feeling of being wet and cold.
But when we are together, he wants me to wear them although he didn´t expect me to do it that way this time.
As always, he called me and said that the airplane ticket was waiting for me at the airport.
As always, I asked him in which city I was supposed to fly this time.
- Las Vegas - he answered shortly - in five hours.
I packed a little baggage and called a taxi.
I will never forget his face when he saw me.
At the airport I slowly walked to him bounded up in shining rubber feeling on my body the eyes and the desire of all the men that were there. I even had a whip with me.
The driver in the car was not beliving his eyes.
- Hallo John - I said with my nicest smile - can you please don´t look in the rear-view-mirror that way? You know, I am a shy girl...
John smiled and then started the engine. We closed the glass in between us.
Then I looked at the gentleman sitting near me. He was incredibly amused and excited the same time. We didn´t have our usual nice chit-chats drinking wine on the way to the hotel.
He caressed my rubbery breasts and slowly opened the zip in between my legs.

FIREWORKS

2008-11-25T07:52:00.000-08:00

I am not looking so exotic for Arabs but still, they love me.
I was invited in Dubai last week. The fireworks were spectacular!
The party I attended to was for men only. We girls were just part of the entertainment.
We had to spend two days in the beauty center to be prepared as he wanted us to be. We were supposed to look like fireworks too. He wanted us to be dressed up with precious sparkling stones and transparent silken veils, nothing else. Each of us symbolized a colour, and a stone. Each of us wore a special perfume. I was ruby and I was wearing jasmine.
I have to admidt I never felt sexier in my entire life.
He let us in after the show.
He wanted his guests to feel like fireworks themselves and explode into us.
The guy I was offered to was quite nice and had soft hands. He took me in front of all the others because he had to demonstrate them he was not gay.

THE LOBSTER

2008-11-16T14:26:00.000-08:00

Yesterday I went with a man that could have been my grandfather.
He said he liked my exotic look and he found my accent very sexy.
I am not English mother tongue.
But he enjoyed my tongue on him.
Luckily he was tasting good. I hate when they taste like rotten lever.
He was still quite powerful for his age and, I have to admit, he even knew how to touch a woman. It happens very seldom nowadays. Maybe it was just experience.
He ordered dinner in the bedroom. Food had for him a special meaning. He was not just eating, he kind of had sex with it.
I will never look at a lobster as just food again.

THE FIRST TIME

2008-11-13T05:42:00.000-08:00

The first time I went with a man, it was for money.
He was young, rich and good looking. I was seventeen.
I wanted to look cool at his eyes and I went with him to his villa.
- I´ll give you a thousand dollars if you let me fuck you.
- I am a virgin - I answered laughing - I want at least the double!
- Done.
My word was given and I could not withdraw.
He was tender with me that very night, and I learned more than I expected.
I was naked on silken sheets feeling his pleasure in me. I liked both.
In the morning I woke up in his big bed alone. At his side there was a beautiful red rose and an envelop with two thousand dollars.
From then on, I only sleep on silken sheets.

MY JOB

2008-11-11T03:08:00.000-08:00

I´m starting this blog and I am not sure why.
I think because I like to be looked at when I make love.
I believe it´s because I am a voyeur that likes to look in the key lock.
Maybe it´s because I´d like to share some of the most incredible stories that happened me during my job.
I work with people. I work on people.
I had to accept heavy compromises and mainly women don´t understand why I did.
I think I did because I like to feel how strong my power on men is.
I believe I did because I like money and luxus.
Maybe it´s because this allows me to near the most powerful and rich men on earth and get their secrets.
In bed everyone speaks and says more than he should.
What is my job?
I am a courtesan.