{"id":4945,"date":"2018-05-16T19:33:09","date_gmt":"2018-05-16T19:33:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/?p=4945"},"modified":"2018-05-16T19:34:06","modified_gmt":"2018-05-16T19:34:06","slug":"keep-calm-and-tell-me-all-your-secret-sex-thoughts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/keep-calm-and-tell-me-all-your-secret-sex-thoughts\/","title":{"rendered":"Keep Calm and Tell Me All Your Secret Sex Thoughts"},"content":{"rendered":"

People keep a lot of secrets to themselves. Sometimes the secrets run deep in their psyches, and they come to professional sex workers like me for help in expressing their \u201cforbidden\u201d erotic fantasies, because you can ask a courtesan for almost anything a horny mind can imagine. That\u2019s why we\u2019re here. Ordinary people just aren\u2019t as experienced, skilled, adventurous, and nonjudgmental as we are.<\/span><\/p>\n

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One of the areas where I excel is in fulfilling my male clients\u2019 fantasies through role-playing. I recently had an encounter with a young man I\u2019ll call Randy, who presented me with an unusual request: He wanted me to employ all my feminine powers of persuasion not just to act out his sex dream, but to first discover<\/i> the secret he was hiding. I didn\u2019t know what we would ultimately do once I got him to reveal himself, but I appreciated the challenge. It turned me on.<\/span><\/p>\n

I look good in high-fashion outfits, so I thought I\u2019d dress myself up as the kind of mysterious, alluring female characters that you find in James Bond films. I\u2019ve always liked the fact that Bond Girls are most often not only beautiful, but capable of matching wits with James himself or one of the many villains he faces. (Often, they save 007\u2019s ass from death at the last minute.) Before I began, I opened my dress blouse several buttons down to show some cleavage, and dabbed a bit of scent between my breasts.<\/span><\/p>\n

I set up a chair in the middle of my room, and ordered Randy to take a seat. I bent down, took him by the chin, and looked mock-sternly into his blue eyes. \u201cThis is an interrogation, my young man,\u201d I said, with a forcefulness that surprised even me; I even threw in a kind of foreign accent of my own invention. \u201cI will<\/i> find out everything inside that handsome head of yours.\u201d I leaned down next to his ear, and whispered, \u201cOne way or another,\u201d then flicked my tongue against his earlobe teasingly. He shivered with excitement. I had his undivided attention.<\/span><\/p>\n

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I straightened up, opened my legs, and straddled Randy, settling my soft pussy mound right on his crotch. I felt him grow hard against my body\u2014but I wasn\u2019t ready to admit him to my holiest of holies yet. I rocked my body gently, rubbing myself against him slowly, enjoying our mutual body warmth. I haven\u2019t had a dry hump since I was a teenager, but rubbing my coochie on his cockshaft through our clothing was unexpectedly thrilling. I even gave myself a quick, sharp climax, and had to slow down or I would have soaked my panty and pants with my pussy juice. As for Randy, he was stiff as a power pole.<\/span><\/p>\n

As I continued doing the rocking-horse thing on Randy\u2019s cock, I took his face <\/span><\/p>\n

into my hands, drew his mouth to mine and kissed him ardently, holding the <\/span><\/p>\n

kiss just long enough that when I broke contact, he was breathless. \u201cIf you tell<\/span><\/p>\n

me the truth,\u201d I said, \u201cthere will be many more kisses like that. What do you <\/span><\/p>\n

have to say?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t,\u201d he answered, his voice breaking. \u201cI\u2019m too ashamed. And embarrassed. I just can\u2019t tell anyone.\u201d He looked as if he might burst into tears.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI have seen much of this world, my friend,\u201d I assured him. \u201cNothing surprises me. I have met many men, and I am here with you now.\u201d I hugged his face into my chest, welcoming him into intimacy. His hot breath was making my nipples hard in my bra. I sensed that it was time to push for his full confession.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cNever fear, my love,\u201d I cooed. \u201cWhatever you have to tell me will never leave this room. You can trust me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI haven\u2019t had sex for two whole years<\/i>!\u201d he blurted suddenly. \u201cTons of girls have turned me down! What is wrong with me? I feel so\u2026 unmanly.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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I felt a rush of sympathy for him, and took a few seconds to search for comforting words to say to him. \u201cThose girls didn\u2019t know what they were missing. Do you like girls?\u201d I asked quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI love<\/i> girls so much,\u201d he said. \u201cThe last girl I had sex with was so friendly and affectionate, and she just loved to fuck. Most girls scream when they climax. She would laugh, this big, sexy, womanly laugh,\u201d he explained.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat happened?\u201d I asked. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShe had to transfer to a college in another state to get her nursing degree. We lost touch\u2026\u201d his voice trailed off sadly.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThen you need to get back <\/i>in touch,\u201d I answered immediately. \u201cLet me help.\u201d I slowly dismounted from his lap, and knelt down next to the chair. \u201cI am going to touch you, a little at a time, bit by bit, because you haven\u2019t been touched in a long time.\u201d (I also thought that unless I took special care taking his cock out of his pants that after two years\u2019 frustration, it might go off like a fountain. I wanted to save that pleasure for him later.)<\/span><\/p>\n

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I pulled open his belt, unbuttoned the top of his pants, and, very slowly, drew down the zipper. He was wearing boxer shorts underneath, so it was easy to reach in through the front opening and extract his stunningly erect penis. It really was beautiful (and I see my share of male organs in my work). It had an elegant head, like something on a Greek statue, with a long, healthily veined shaft. I wondered which stupid girls had refused to suck and fuck this outstanding specimen of manhood? <\/span><\/p>\n

I tore open a condom package, took out a clear rubber, and rolled it down the full length of Randy\u2019s rod. I was about to give him a good, hard sucking, and I wanted to see that pretty dick of his through the latex material. <\/span><\/p>\n

But first, I held his hard-on in my hand, squeezing it, massaging it, and admiring it. Looking up, I saw Randy crying with joy. Making people happy is the best part of my job.<\/span><\/p>\n

And nothing makes a man happy like a playful, messy blowjob. I grasped his cock, which he was thrusting toward me hungrily, and slipped almost all of it into my mouth. I nursed at it; I grabbed it and took long, tight sucks, making a popping sound when it left my mouth, then fastening on it strongly again. After more than two years of waiting, I expected him to pump the condom in my mouth full of cum. But he didn\u2019t, though he was moaning and fucking my mouth desperately. I appreciated his control, and decided that it was time to remount him, but this time, sans my dress jeans and panty.<\/span><\/p>\n

I squirted some lube on the part of the condom fitting around the head of his dick, stood up, dropped my jeans and my panty, threw a leg over his body, aimed his cock at my vagina, and sat down firmly. \u201cWhoop!\u201d I uttered, feeling his formerly frustrated manhood penetrate me deeply. <\/span><\/p>\n

There was no doubt about one important fact: Even after two years of enforced celibacy, Randy still knew how to fuck. I bounced on him, and he caught me with strong upthrusts as I rose up. We were rockin\u2019 in rhythm. Eventually, we settled into a no-space-between-us method where the base of his cock stroked my clit as we rode back and forth. I squeezed him back with my pussy muscles, which are really responsive.<\/span><\/p>\n

Just before we came together, we fell into a kind of trance that happens when two people fucking lose track of everything but the sensations their bodies are feeding them. The sexual tension was building up like mad. He was making the monkey face and I was making the cat face as we approached the end zone. Then we were grinding our genitalia together, uttering senseless words, laughing, howling, groaning, and finally, collapsed. My pussy was throbbing. I climbed off Randy, and saw that his condom was filled to be brim, as they say.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThat was some powerful secret you were living with,\u201d I said to him afterwards. \u201cBut I hope I\u2019ve helped you bring it out into the open, and relieve your distress.\u201d Randy just smiled, but I knew I had made a new fuck-buddy. <\/span><\/p>\n

If you\u2019ve been working too hard and doing without sex, I\u2019m here for you. If you\u2019re getting enough sex but need an erotic tune-up, I\u2019m here for you, too. If you\u2019ve been contemplating a fantasy but have never realized it, my pussy is willing co-star with your cock in the hottest sexual drama you can imagine. Like any Bond Girl, I\u2019m beautiful, sexy, smart, resourceful and versatile in bed. Contact me and let\u2019s plan an erotic mission together!<\/span><\/p>\n

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People keep a lot of secrets to themselves. Sometimes the secrets run deep in their psyches, and they come to professional sex workers like me for help in expressing their \u201cforbidden\u201d erotic fantasies, because you can ask a courtesan for almost anything a horny mind can imagine. That\u2019s why we\u2019re here. Ordinary people just aren\u2019t … Continue reading “Keep Calm and Tell Me All Your Secret Sex Thoughts”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":92,"featured_media":4961,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94,5,75,2,51,89,70],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4945","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-brothel-girlfriend","category-featured","category-fetish","category-home","category-homepage-slides","category-sex","category-sex-role-play"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4945","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/92"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4945"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4945\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4966,"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4945\/revisions\/4966"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4961"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4945"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4945"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bunnyranch.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4945"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}