Australian Penthouse

I am the first to admit I haven’t always known everything to
do with sex. In fact I have been quite naïve when knowing the terms and
abilities ones body can do, up until recently that is. 

What I have always possessed though is a natural desire to
explore, experiment and try new things. That personality trait combined with a
natural sexual energy means I am always open to trying new things and
exploring my inner sacred goddess.

So its no surprise that when I hear about something I
haven’t tried before I have an immediate instinct to delve into it.

Even the escort industry was something I fell into based
purely on curiousity. I didn’t need to do it, I didn’t need the money, I wasn’t
messed up on drugs or any addiction, I wasn’t channelling an abusive childhood
into adult life, I was simply told one night at a party that men would pay very
top dollar for high end escorts and I wanted to see if it was true.

Scarlet was born.

So when I received a pornographic email in my inbox not long
ago I was shocked, followed by slightly repulsed and then finally in awe of
what the hot little blonde porn star was doing in it. It appeared to me she was
urinating all over the couch she was masturbating on and she seemed to be
enjoying it as if she was cumming.

I didn’t understand it, there was fluid going everywhere and she
was squealing with pleasure. This was not your usual cum shot and I after
watching it over and over again, sometimes gasping at what I was seeing,
decided I needed to know what was going on.

My friend who was the sender of the email was the first on
my call list.

“What on earth is happening to that girl? Is she weeing?” My
voice was so high pitched with excitement and curiosity he told me to take a deep breathe and repeat the question.

“But what is it?? How did she do that? Is that normal? Did
she wet her self?”

His response was simple and would ensure endless nights of reseaching lay ahead for inquisitive little Scarlet.

“Its called squirting!”

Forever curious and wanting to know why only some women do
this and some don’t, I began to research. No stone was left unturned. I
personally violated numerous forums with my annoying in depth questions and
eventually I had a client I was willing to let try over and over again on me
until I could master the task of squirting.

Lets look at what I believe are the key factors in making a
girl squirt –

She must first and foremost be relaxed! Her blood must be
flowing through the whole body and she must of consumed enough sugar. Now
please don’t sue me, I am not a qualified squirter but I am passing on what I
have found to work for me at least.

The next thing is very important. Your partner must know
what he is doing. It’s all in the movement and pressure on the G Spot, it needs
to be fast and hard whether it’s his finger or his penis.

Lastly you need patience, this took me over a month and lots
of sessions with my squirting buddy to conquer it. I spent many a night upside
down, in numerous positions, at times thinking I was going to wet myself, other
times screaming “its happening im squirting” only to get given the look “No
your not Scarlet you can’t fake a squirt!”

Could it be possible I wouldn’t master it? Was it a lie that
all women could squirt.? Was I not the perfect little Stepford I thought I was?

You most certainly are Scarlet said the voice inside my head
after I finally conquered it nearly a month later.

The night I lost my squirting virginity was a night I will
never forget. Upside down on the bed for over an hour, his hand going a million
miles an hour as he smashed my g spot, I had managed to slide onto the floor
next to the bed and was positioned with my legs in the air in an open scissor position while
he was above me ever so professionally trying to get the girl to squirt.

And just when I stopped thinking of squirting for half a
second, it happened.

With no word of exaggeration fluid starting bucketing from
me, it went directly up in the air right in front of his vision for his perusal
then I watched as it came directly back down towards me, it was heading
straight towards my face.

Without a moment to move, after all I was firstly upside
down and secondly in shock that it actually happened,  I then proceeded to squirt on my own face.

At first he laughed and exclaimed “you squirted on your own
face!” Slightly offended he laughed at me I quickly licked my lips and was
pleasantly surprised to taste the sweetest aroma of sugar syrup I had ever
tasted. Jokes on him I thought –it was like dipping my own head into a jar of sugar coated lollies at the Royal Show.

So now that you know how it officially begun I would like to
tell you about a recent experience. Let me also tell you that I cannot do it on
tap, meaning it still remains something can only
be done with all the right ingredients.

Well last week my client had the mixing bowl ready and not
only did he make me squirt from his cock but he made me squirt over and over
again.

Prior to our booking he had a few requirements- One was a naughty little criminal
outfit and the other was the porn star experience. At no time did he mention
squirting and even if he did I couldn’t promise him I could do it. What I could
promise was the hottest little criminal outfit in town with striped fabric and
a matching hat and cut out bust so my breasts were clearly exposed for his
pleasure. The black thigh high fishnets were stay-ups so he didn’t have to rip
open the crotch to get to my pussy. He was a good looking, charming blue eyed
stallion ready to throw me around for the next few hours.

His name was Cristian and the moment I saw him and he pulled me in for the most
soft sweetest kiss, I knew it was going to be all my pleasure.

The porn star experience is my favourite, it means lots of
deep throat, lots of positions and the best form of sexercise in town!

But Cristian and I got more then we bargained for this
particular night.

So half way through our porn session, whilst nicely
positioned on top of him and grinding his big, hard cock inside me, I felt it
coming. The best part about squirting is once you have experienced it you know
when it’s going to happen and you can help manipulate your body to do it. When
I felt this sensation brewing inside of me I looked directly into his eyes and
mouthed the words “I’m going to squirt!”

He’s eyes lightened up and he mouthed back “Squirt for me!”

It takes a decent size cock to make a girl squirt and it
needs to be smashing the g spot at the right speed to actually pass that line.
So we kept the same momentum up and as I felt my eyes roll back and back arch I
lifted off him and he grabbed my hips and we watched as I squirted sweet sugar
all over him.

I had to go again so I jumped back on his cock and started grinding
again and whispered to him “I want to squirt again.”

He whispered back “Well then do it and this time on my face!”

Little moments in sex like this deeply arouse me. I lose
myself in the moment, I don’t care what I look like, what I’m doing and I got so
turned on by his comment I let go of any insecurities and let my body do
exactly what came naturally.

It didn’t take long, minutes perhaps if not less? This time
when I knew I was going to squirt I told him and he lifted me off his cock and
straight onto his face. I wanted to enjoy the sweet taste with him so I leaned
down to pash it from his mouth.

As we repeated this over and over again, I thought to myself seriously is this a job? Has Scarlet’s
curiousity taken her from watching a pornographic movie, to google searching to
getting paid to squirt on a sexy mans face while I pashed it off. Society can
judge but I wasn’t listening as I squirted 7 times over from the perfect
thrusts of Cristians cock inside my body.

The criminal outfit was destroyed, the bed sheets were
drenched and after we finished with the porn star cum shot we agreed that
squirting is one of the most erotic sexual skills to experience for both parties.

I am a proud to say I have mastered squirting, just like all
women should know how to cook, all women should know how to squirt. In both
cases the end result is a delicious sweet tasting meal that you and your
partner can indulge in.

Now im off to bake a cake cause that’s what us Stepford Wives do – provide good food and good sex! Until next time…

Scarlet Xx

The Stepford Wives

www.thestepfordwives.com.au

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Scarlet is back and has a story to tell you…

Constantly delving into the sexual realm with an inquistive mind and naughty nature she has indulged in something she thought “could” exist but hadn’t personally experienced.

Sex is not just for dirty rendevous that are emotionless and fast
and furious, when it comes to the true high class escort industry in this
country it delves much further then that.

Clients at this end of the spectrum want a woman who is
classy, who can be taken to dinner or a business function and whilst in the bedroom
not only perform to the highest standard of sexual deviat but actually get off on it and
enjoy it as much as they do. So whilst there are many naughty, beautiful escorts only few can master
the task of ticking every box when it comes to the perfect little Stepford Wife.

Recently a client took the experience to a new level. Let’s
talk about something that most people would believe was a myth – I like to
refer to it as the 10 minute orgasm as that’s exactly what it was.

An orgasm, no matter the position, sexual act or length is
always the best part of a sexual encounter for most people. As the receiver or
the viewer it is something that is great to watch your playmate receive and
even better to experience yourself. The wave of euphoria that rushes through
every inch of your body while your legs convulse and the sweet tasting flood of
cum has no choice but to explode from your body. It is intense, uncontrollable
and the highest form of natural ecstasy one can experience (in my opinion
anyway – after all I am a professional nymph)

So what happens when a client gives you an orgasm that
doesn’t want to stop? What happens when your body keeps cumming and you cant
control it? Of course you do what any intelligent, sex crazed person would do?
You scream “Im still cumming don’t stop please don’t stop”, as you experience
something that you didn’t think was not possible or purely an act in numerous
pornographic films. Yes I do still love porn though.

The ten minute orgasm came on a 3 day trip with an
incredibly well endowned and experienced client who not only knew exactly how
to screw like a porn star but also how to have incredibly sensual and erotic
sex as well. Not only was he intelligent and kind but spiritual often practising Reiki on my body to recharge me.
Not having delved into this practise before I was most intriqued to see what
other talents his giant hands had on my little size 6 body as he laid me down,
told me to close my eyes and relax as he performed Reiki on me. Why on Earth
would a man like this pay for sex you ask? Clearly he wouldn’t need to? Well
your right! He doesn’t need to but as he told me on the very first date he pays
for it to enjoy a night (or vacation in this case) with a beautiful,
intelligent woman without the baggage. Why not?

Reiki is an energy healing  practise that if done properly can transform
the most beautiful natural energy into your body, it can heal you and leave you
so relaxed you more often then not fall into a beautiful deep sleep.

Well every day on our trip in our villa he performed this on
my body and I felt the heat from his hands past over my shakras and usually as
predicted I fell asleep. On one occasion though after our session and as he
kissed my head I felt so deeply aroused. I wont lie we had an immediate
connection from the first day he knocked on my hotel room door and this instant
attraction made our sex life unbelievable. By the time we were on this 3 day trip our bodies were both so in tune with each other that we were
opening doors to new experiences. Enter the 10 minute orgasm.

As his head drifted from my forehead down in between my
legs, I watched as he pulled my panties off and kissed up my inner thighs teasing me with his tongue and soft lips. He made sure not to
give me what I wanted straight away even though I was using my body to manourve
him towards my wet little pussy that was begging for his tongue. He was playing hard
to get! You cant trick a tricker and the tricker was getting tricked. I let him
play the game and I reached down and put my finger inside myself so it
dripped with my own fluids and looked down at him and went to put it in his
mouth and deferred it straight back into my own instead and gave him a cheeky smile.

“Yum” I whispered as I smiled and he asked for some too.

After he had a turn tasting my juices off my finger he went in for
the kill and stroked my clit with his tongue as I arched my back and pushed my
pussy into his face. His hands grasping either side of my hips he lifted me
into his face and I felt my self getting wetter with every lick as his tongue delved from my clit to arse and back again.

I knew I was going to cum, it’s a tell tale sign when my
legs start to quiver. And they were not only quivering but starting to shake so
uncontrollably the bed was resembling a electronic massage chair.

As I was just about to cum all over his perfect mouth,  I grabbed the back of his head and grinded
myself into his mouth letting out the loudest moan of absolute intense
pleasure. As I came, he moaned back, proud of how fast he had accomplished his
goal and the more he moaned the harder I came. But it wasn’t stopping. After a
minute I declared “I’m still cumming please don’t stop, please don’t stop!” And
ever the obedient woman pleaser he was born to be, he continued with the same
pressure and same speed as I continued to cum. By now the legs were beyond
quivers, beyond convulsions, I was almost having an epileptic fit! “Im still
cumming it wont stop!” I yelled.

Again he moaned and didn’t stop to breathe. “I should be
paying you!” I yelled. This was unbelievable, I was in pure estacy and I
started to wonder if I was ever going to stop cumming at all? Was I going to be
walking around vibrating for the rest of my life? Could I stop cumming even if
I wanted to? Thoughts were going crazy in my head but I didn’t care. I would
commit to a life of vibrating legs for this absolute bliss to never end. I
would be known as Scarlet the human vibrator if this was my fate. Multiple
orgasms I had experienced yes, but a never ending orgasm? This was something
else. After 8 minutes I was starting to wonder if he was ok? The intense
vibration in my legs were not able to stop even when I was holding them with
both hands as he kept licking. He had a gift, he was every girls fantasy and I
was experiencing the best orgasm of my life!

After ten minutes (give or take), after all who was watching
the clock when your having that much fun, I pulled away in fear of not being
able to walk the next day. Some would call that tapping out but I was more
concerned whether or not he was losing oxygen to the brain. After a moment of
realising what had happened and an excited high five at what we had accomplished
I jumped straight on his cock and rode it like the happiest, most satisfied
little Scarlet in town.

Was it the Reiki? Was it the spiritual connection? Was it
his perfect tongue strokes on my aroused clit? Whatever it was one thing is for
sure.. I can safely say it IS possible to experience an extended orgasm that
may have lasted even longer should I not have been concerned about work place
health and safety and the possible news head lines – Man drowns in 10 minute orgasm flooding.

Instead the headlines read – Scarlet is now so in awe of
prolonged orgasms she is studying the art of it- Watch this space.

Scarlet Xx

The Stepford Wives

www.thestepfordwives.com.au

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Meet Scarlet… her stories make Christian Grey look like a
prude but this is a M15+ forum so Ill
try to be a lady…

Recently The Step ford Wives toured to Perth, and let me say the Wild West did not
disappoint… I was lucky enough to secure a booking with a sexy, educated 34
year old client with striking eyes and the intellect and class to back his good
looks. How could this be regarded a job?

His plan was set, dinner date at a 5 star restaurant,
followed by me for dessert back at his residence for the entire night. Not only
was the answer yes but I was dripping wet in anticipation for days prior.

Dressed in a classy new dress with matching accessories and
long Hollywood curls I was ready to be wined
and dined and at 6pm he picked me and together we enjoyed a few glasses of
sweet Verve before our dinner date. For a moment I thought I wouldn’t make it
to dinner without ripping his clothes off and going in for the kill, but a
Stepford must be a lady in public and a very bad girl behind closed doors so I
maintained by status as good girl.. For now at least.

The build up of sexual tension would only ensure my orgasms
would be more intense, my pussy would be drenched, his touch would leave me
trembling once he took me home and explored every last inch of my body.

Dinner was beautiful, amazing views and the duck was to die
for, juicy and tender and washed down with my favourite Sav Blanc. Across the
table he sat and as he spoke I pictured his lips between my legs. We declined
the waiters request for dessert, after all every wine and dine should end in a
69 and that was just the start of things to come.

Back at his place, we ran his spa and filled it with coconut
oil and undressed each other as we jumped into the heated the spa and looked
over each others bodies. Not only was his body perfectly toned and in shape but
his cock was hard, thick and long – made for porn and made for my body. Moments
after hopping into the spa he invited me to sit on his face and I grinded my
pussy on his lips, his hands grasping either side of my arse as he licked me
from front to back.  It was only minutes til
I experienced my first orgasm of many to come. He was experienced and after I
came I pashed my juices out of his mouth.

As I rode his face with my pussy a second time he raised his
hips out of the water and I sucked on his perfect porn cock and felt my legs
quivering from the intensity of having his cock in my mouth and my juices on
his face. We had now ticked off the wine, dine and 69, but that was just the
start of many hours of losing our minds in each others bodies.

We had a plan, we had a fantasy and that’s where our next
little rendezvous came into play – I was to transform from perfect little lady
into slutty little cop… Instead of arresting him though, he was going to turn
the table on me…. How could I say no?

Fishnets, black latex dress, badge, baton, boots and a pair
of hand cuffs made me feel every bit the corrupt cop I was requested to be.
Watching him lay back on the bed naked and at my disposable I grabbed the
handcuffs, laid on my stomach, arched my back exposing a glimpse of my arse and
watched as he took position behind me and handcuffed my wrists together. I was
now at his disposable, my body was his for the taking and I loved every minute
of it… Again his hands on my hips he pulled me back, my head pushed down biting
the blanket and arse in his full view for mister dreamy eyes. His fingers rubbing
my pussy I begged him to screw me. Some would say stockings can be time
consuming and mood breakers in time like these, not with us. Without a thought
he ripped the crotch out of the fishnets and exposed my little pussy and guided
his cock deep inside me. Hands cuffed behind my back I used them to grab either
side of my arse so he could see clearly the view of his cock pounding me. He
didn’t stop til I came then uncuffed me and rolled me over and told me I needed
to be breathalysed, I needed to put my mouth around his stick and blow til he
said stop.

As I took his cock in my mouth I gagged from it hitting deep
in my throat, I looked up at him and smiled then spat on it then sucked and
stroked it while I kept eye contact with his. Watching both hands around a men’s
cock is one of the sexiest thing to visualise. It means he is very well endowed
and you can twist and massage and in this case suck his knob at the same time.
He was made for porn. And I was happy to be the Starlet in this fantasy movie.
All good porn movies end the same way and that’s with the ever incredible cum
shot! We didn’t stop until my face was dripping with his sweet tasting cum and
he reached down and with his finger scooped some straight into my mouth. Smiling
and swallowing it I mouthed the word “Yum” to him as he looked down at his
master piece.

After 5 hours of sex and a walk on the beach, we retreated
to bed, body and mind satisfied and curled up in his arms.

The Wild West hasn’t disappointed… And the dreamy eyed
client left me loving what I do even more. Your body is built to endure
pleasure and I left with every inch of me craving for more.

Scarlet x

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Scarlet Diaries by the Stepford Wives

Stepford Wives have something every man wants and that’s not
just being the perfect little nymphomaniacs but also possess the qualities of
being the perfect little wifey’s. This means they can cook, clean and possess the
skills to be perfect ladies in public and naughty little sminx’s behind closed doors.

My name is Scarlet and Ill be honest – I love being a woman and I
love having sex. I love to cum and to open my mind to experience all new bedroom fantasies.

These qualities have given me an insight on what pleasures the body can endure. And sometimes pain is pleasure.

Pain can be mild to severe and pain can most certainly make
an orgasm extra pleasurable. So when a client requests to be dominated, I can
understand the thrill those requests can bring.

Let me explain… I have very powerful clients, some are
executives in very powerful positions. Some are crime bosses, some are men who
simply have to make decisions in their jobs or lives everyday so are craving
the need to have that power taken away from them. So my job is to do exactly
that. And I love it!

Recently a client asked for a special request – he wanted to
be dominated by being tied up by another Stepford and I. We were required to
give him no control for a few hours – he wanted the works, rope, blind folds
and vulgar language to make him feel like he was a piece of meat. With that, we
transformed from perfect little ladies to dominating mistresses. Dressed in
black lingerie with thigh high stockings and heels we opened the door and immediately
told him to undress. Pushing him to the bed we demanded he not move while we
tied his legs apart and told him he was to cop anything we gave him. He was our new
toy and he was most obedient.

As we put him into position we whispered in his ear that he
had been very bad and was he willing to be punished for it. With that he said
the word yes and we placed a blind fold over his eyes. We took turns pinning
him down as we screwed him. Holding his body down while we each jumped onto his
cock and taking turns having control of his body while we told him not to move. He
was helpless, powerless and being dominated.

When we asked if him if it was harder enough and he whsipered NO, we went harder.

For two hours we made sure he never had control. Stepford
Wives can dominate like only a real mistress can. If a client wants pain we
give him nothing less. If he wants to feel used we use his body like our own
little human dildo.

Not all powerful men want powerful sex with women;
some simply want a few hours of losing all sense of control. To not have to
make decisions and just lay back and cop it!

My name is Scarlet and I am a chameleon – perfect girl next door one minute or mistress the next.

Scarlet x

www.thestepfordwives.com.au

e: bookings@thestepfordwives.com.au

Being a naughty little Stepford means you are constantly
being requested to do interesting fetishes and we all know Scarlet loves a
naughty little request from time to time. This client was one that made me melt
the minute I saw him. Extremely good looking, 27 years old, half Italian and
the sexiest part about him was his sexual mind! His request - he wanted to suck my knickers while we
fucked.

Now to maintain the submissive Stepford Wife status not only
did I agree to this straight away but the thought of it aroused me so much that
in minutes I found that my tiny little panties were drenched in my own juices. He
was going to not just taste me but also the fabric of my panties while we
fucked.

Before removing my knickers he pulled them to the side, spat
on my clit and began to rub it til it was moist and quickly swelling.

As he begun to remove them I arched my back and we looked at
each other with a smile of anticipation of what was to come. I wanted him and
he wanted my knickers in his mouth. After slowly removing them, he opened my legs and
then begun feeding them inside of my pulsating pussy so that the panties were
deep inside me. He was making sure that every last inch was going to be
drenched in Scarlet’s cum. I loved it. The thought of my panties deep inside me
made me feel dirty and I loved watching him in control of my body doing as he pleased.

I clenched my pussy muscles as I felt his
fingers push them deeper and deeper inside of me. The naughtiness of the act
was making me yearn to see them in his mouth and I watched as he slowly removed
them from inside me. They were dripping wet and heading straight towards his mouth.

He lay on the bed and I took position on top of him, watching
his hard perfect cock with the love heart vein in front of me. Keeping eye
contact he slowly started to place the soaking wet knickers in his mouth making
a point of licking the wettest patch first. The vision was such a turn on I had
no choice but to slide his cock inside me so I could cum on it while he sucked
on my knickers in full view. As I rode him he pulled me close to his face and
we began to kiss, feeling our tongues and the knickers brushing each other. I opened
my eyes and watched his eyes roll back as he sucked the juices off my knickers
all why he thrust his cock deep inside of me.

As hours went by we lost track of time and we fantasised
about having another girl to suck the knickers with us. This client is a
regular and I could tell many stories on the creepy, erotic things we have tried
together but the knicker sucking story is a little glimpse into the world of
sexual fantasies.

I left my italiano with the dirty knickers and a week later
he told me he often sucked them when he was masturbating. Might not be everyone’s
cup of tea but when you are a Stepford Wife your open mind means there are no
limitations on what you can try. And I suspect there are a few naughty boys and
girls out there who have some dirty little thoughts as well. To be good at what
you do you must first of all love it. And I love it and from the look in Italiano’s eyes – he loved it too.

Scarlet x

The Stepford Wives

Being a high class Stepford Wife means you are lucky enough to
have clients who are powerful, successful and sometimes famous. Our little
black books are sometimes filled with as much excitement as our panties.

So what happens when a client is someone who isn’t just
famous but someone you have desired in the public eye for quite some time?
Recently I was faced with this and my legs are still quivering with pleasure
from the encounter.

This older public figure in the media has always had my
attention. Something about his wit and charm meant the age barrier didn’t stop
me being aroused by the sound of his voice and sometimes sarcastic attitude.

So when I opened the door for my booking and found him standing
there, my French knickers became drenched in anticipation. In my short coral
dress and heels I realised this could go two ways – I was either going to be
utterly disappointed as the fantasy can sometimes be more exciting then the
reality OR this was about to be all my little wet dreams come true. I’m
thrilled to say I was more then satisfied – multiple times!

After a little greet we sat opposite each other while he
offered me French champagne. Sipping the sweetest, tastiest bubbles I watched
as he looked my body up and down before his eyes directed back to mine. We both
smiled and I started to melt as he mentally undressed me again, this time when
he reached my hipline I uncrossed my legs and gave him a glimpse of what was
about to be his before crossing my legs back over again.

I leaned over as he held my face and we kissed – slow and
passionate his kissing gave me a small glimpse of what was to come.

Dressed in a suit he looked smart and he looked powerful, his
eyes never lost focus of my body and as his hands opened my legs and he ran his
fingers up my inner thighs I almost came before he even touched my little wet
panties. He picked me up and laid me down on the bed, dress hitched up, legs
opened, he then used his silk tie to slowly tickle and tease my inner thighs, over
my hipline and down to my now enlarged clitoris. By this point I was moaning in
ecstasy, back arched whilst giving him a nice view of what was now his. He slid
his fingers into my wet pussy and as he pulled them out I motioned for him to let
me taste my own juices and as his fingers went into my mouth we pashed each
other again.

Pulling my knickers off now, his tongue made its way around
my clit and I moaned with pleasure not caring whether the world could hear. He
knew exactly what to do and within no time I was orgasming- multiple times. He
was a pleaser. And I was his toy.

For hours he stayed in his suit, with his head between my
legs, reaching his fingers up to run over my breasts and down my stomach. He
had out done any fantasy. He didn’t even fuck me, he was there to please me and
I wasn’t complaining. As my inner thighs quivered and my clit pulsated after each
orgasm I occasionally looked down at him as I watched my juices flow and his
eyes look into mine.

Some people believe it’s not possible for women to have
multiple orgasms. Let me say, I can confirm it most definitely is. The
combination of the man knowing what he is doing, the woman being aroused and
totally relaxed and bingo – your body can do anything you want it to.

My fantasy man didn’t stay, he didn’t once take off his
suit, he wasn’t there to be pleased instead he said he wanted to please me. He
rolled me on my side and held me for a few minutes and I felt myself falling
asleep as he kissed my head. And with that he was gone. I awoke in the morning
wandering was it all a dream. Had I dreamt the whole thing? Feeling the inside
of my legs and the gentle quiver still beating from the multiple orgasms from
hours before I knew I hadn’t.

Some people get paid to work 9-5pm. I got paid to have my favourite
celebrity in a suit make me orgasm for hours then put me to sleep!

A Stepford Wife is aware that it’s her job to please but also realises that a lot of men get
equally if not more aroused by pleasing a woman. I would like to take credit for the
multiple orgasms but let’s be honest, it takes two to tango.

Scarlet xx

Scarlet’s Diaries…

To be successful at what you do you must first of all love
it. I love my job as a very high class escort for the rich, famous and ever so
naughty clients of mine. Every week I have no idea what to expect and with that
brings a great deal of thrill and excitement for me. I guess some people like
structure and routine? Not me, I love the element of surprise or more
importantly – I love sex!!

In my never-ending need to research different sexual desires,
this weekend I decided I would delve into the other side of the escort industry
by booking a male escort!

After running my idea past my fellow Stepford’s, two of us
decided we were very curious to hire one and see where the night took us. We
were interested to see how it felt to be a paying client and I thought to be
the best high class escort I could be I must have no boundaries when it came to
my job – work place research perhaps? We were wet and we were excited. So with
that we booked an executive suite at a beautiful hotel and secured a male
escort to join us that night. His name was Sam.

Now being on the other end of the spectrum as paying
customers we were able to understand the excitement and anticipation of paying
someone for sex. We had a few champagnes and went over his profile and visualised
what it would be like to sleep with this man. It felt naughty and we loved it.

At 8pm I greeted Sam at the lobby in a little black
cocktail dress with black lingerie lining my skin underneath. Ever the
professional he gave me a welcoming kiss and a little cuddle and we headed up
to the room to meet Maddison who was dripping in anticipation in her little
black dress with no underwear underneath. Sam aged 32 was average to good
looking with an extremely large penis that he said hadn’t been extended. It was
interesting being the client. I felt relaxed, extremely toey and very excited
to spend my money on something I loved – Sex. I knew that I didn’t have to
waste time on small talk if I didn’t want to and I certainly didn’t have to
worry about him not leaving when I had enough. He was a treat I had
indulged in and we were going to make the most of our two-hour booking with
him.

We wasted no time getting started. Knowing Sam was there for
a good time not a long time we wanted the time to be passionate and fulfilling
for all of us and within no time we were ripping each other’s clothes off and
taking turns kissing one another. A threesome is always exciting – so much to
look at, an extra body to play with and an extra mouth around your favourite
zones. Two people pleasuring you instead of one can never be boring in fact one
of the biggest turn-ons for me is watching my tongue and another girls wrap
around a man’s penis. Kissing each other while the knob is in both mouths! Now that’s
a vision you can never get sick of.

Sam took time on both of us and made sure all parties were
satisfied. Moans, screams and Sam’s grunting soon filled the room and an hour
in we were greeted with a noise complaint. Must remember to bite the pillow!

The first time we made Sam cum it was through oral.
Thinking we may need a break he insisted we keep going. Realising now why he
gets paid we didn’t hesitate to jump back on the bike and take turns in
orgasming ourselves. After two hours we decided to extend another hour and
handed over another sum of cash to the man pleasuring us. At the end we laid
exhausted on the king size bed as Sam gently stroked our hair and cuddled us.

I wondered in my head could this be a glimpse of the male version of The
Girlfriend Experience?

And with that I mentioned the time, we said our goodbyes and
as the door shut Maddison and I had a little giggle and fell on the bed
exhausted. We had done it! We had paid for sex and we had ticked off the
fuck-it list a threesome with a male escort.

Scarlet  Xx
The Stepford Wives