Updates

I have been not writing my blog regularly while I transfer it. Now I can update what has been happening. Lots of things have been happening – my life didn’t take a break even if my blog did – I wish I could control my world and slow it down by not writing about it – then I could have restful times!

Family

News about my family is generally good– everyone is well. Bit worried about John, though – he seems quite stretched at the moment. Work is difficult, I believe, and he comes home to a lot of demands. I am trying to take things off him at the moment but he just naturally takes responsibility and I can’t really ask my daughter to leave her daddy alone when they love each other so much – but sometimes as he carries her around on his back, reads to her and listens to her concerts or stories, I can see just how tired he is.

Annette and her son are thriving – it seems he is the cleverest four month old ever. Annette is getting out a bit but it is hard when your son is so young.

The bad news is that, as my sister had been worrying, she lost her job in a restructure – she is talking about using her savings to come to Sydney for a while and see if she can find a job here – and also try living away from home. She has asked me to help her find an apartment near mine – I am very nervous about the responsibility for her – how can I keep her safe and protect her – she is very innocent. I said this to Mum and she said she trusts me 100% but Mum also stressed that my sister is not my responsibility – she is a grown woman. I know that but I also know that I also know if anything happens to her while she is here I will never forgive myself. But, as John reminds me, it is not my choice and I should enjoy having her near me – and I will I am sure.

My friends

Jane, Sue, Lisa and I had Yum Cha together last week – the amount of gossip was incredible. Jane, Sue and I have known each other for over eight years and have a lot of common friends. Lisa knows most of them through Sue and so she joined in very actively. Although Sue, Jane and I are all Chinese, we have to speak in English since we speak such different dialects (Sue speaks Cantonese, Jane speaks Mandarin and Fujian style Hokkien and I have a slight knowledge of Mandarin and Singapore-style Hokkien but not enough to say I speak it.) So, although Lisa is a Filipina, she can join in all the conversation and is not cut out by us turning all the time to Chinese.

Jane has settled into her new life. She is a dedicated mother – I really admire her devotion to her children and her husband has backed off – he has fortnightly access to the children and always takes it up. But according to Jane, he is treading carefully and not making trouble – none of us however trust him that much. I know Jane is finding it hard and she did say again how much of a support our transsexual friend, Annie, is – she was cautious because she knows that I am jealous of Annie with John. She did remark that, although Annie still has the hots for him, John has managed it very well and Annie is very realistic now but still feels very strongly that John is a great friend. Sue very clearly told me that I should not be jealous – John does not fuck Annie at all – end of story.

I wish I could be as sure about Lin. She is still hovering around John. Sue has told me not to worry – she strongly suspects he is handling her the same way as Annie.

Most of the talk, however, was about Sue and Lisa’s baby – still some months off. They are very excited and the conversation kept drifting back to this topic all the time. Sue is working hard saving up for their child. Jane and I gave “helpful” mother’s advice. It would probably disappoint our clients if they heard that when 4 prostitutes get together, they spent more time talking about nappies, breast-feeding and such than about men and customers.
It is so lovely just to sit around and chat reasonably idly with friends and I hope we can make these catch-ups more regular.

Wei

I had already written about Wei coming to Sydney. She seems to be thriving on the change. L. says she is one of the best workers at the brothel and very popular. The bruises have almost all completely gone – I have explored her body a few times to check. L. comments that her only concern is that Wei seems to be trying to imitate me and she is worried that Wei is not as able to cope as me. Wei is always so keen to have time with me and time is a mix of talk about work and heavy love-making.

My girl lovers

I was lamenting the absence of girl-girl loving a few months ., but it has come back with a vengeance – apart from Annette whose bed I am now sharing two or three nights a week, I am also having regular loving making sessions with Wei, Sylvie, Chantelle and a girl called Savita who I will tell more about later.

The Hunk

I had a chance to catch up with the hunk- he invited me to his place and I agreed. At first, it was a bit awkward since I am now intimate with his sister – they seem to have some agreement that when on invites me home the other one is out. I wasn’t sure if he still wanted to fuck me now that I am seeing his sister but after about 10 minutes of small talk, he took hold of me and said “Unless you say no, I’m going to fuck your brains out you hot little girl – God, I want you.” I did not say “no” and I was turned on that he still wanted me.

He then pulled me close – I could feel his erection through his pants and I could feel his fingers working at my blouse buttons. Then he undid my jeans and slid them off me. He was working fast and furious at me all the time – getting me undressed. Once my jeans were off, my panties went quickly and then even though my blouse was still on (although unbuttoned) he just pushed me on the floor, spread my legs and pushed into me – I could feel his hard cock filling me. He was grunting as he did me on the carpet – and “did me” is a good way of putting it – very animal as it so often is with him. He came in my pussy and then as he pulled out. I licked his cock clean, tasting the mix of cum and pussy juices off his cock which was still a little hard even after cumming.

After that it was non-stop fucking or playing for about three hours until almost the time I had to go. The sex is always hot and very physical. He came four times in total, one more time in my pussy, once in my mouth and that other time all over my face. We moved around the flat – although this time carefully avoiding Sylvie’s room- and ending up in his bed.

He asked me if I minded just sitting a short time with him and having a coffee with him as we talked. He said he hated always finishing up just fucking – he enjoyed my company and not just my body. I could hardly refuse although I couldn’t stay long. We chatted about Sylvie, about him. He asked me again why I work – he seems convinced that John must be making me. But the conversation wasn’t heavy and I am actually getting to quite like him – he is not nearly as arrogant as someone so handsome could easily be.
I guess that he is really a nice guy – he is just not very interesting to me to be honest once we move beyond fucking. He is just not as funny and enthralling as John or as quick at understanding me. I know how lucky I am – I can have an animal fuck with the hunk and then go home and fuck a man who is fascinating in every way but much less animal.

Work –gangbangs: my new speciality

Getting to be a bit of a gangbang girl – had my third session for this year – this time it was 3 guys from the last time and seven new guys. The organiser from last time contacted me and asked if I was willing – a couple of his mates had really enjoyed last time and asked if I would do it again – a longer session with more fucking but still finishing off with bukkake . They were inviting some of their mates to make up numbers. I agreed on $2,500. I still paid $500 to Chantelle’s place – on the principle that if I want further references, I should keep them sweet. The manager was very surprised that I paid but has signalled that she will always refer “interesting” cases to me. I told her I hoped so.

I am a little surprised just how much I love gangbangs – I feel I am putting on a show for the men while being a complete slut. However, as John and I discussed, there is one important factor that enables me to enjoy it – I am setting the agenda – I am not being forced and always feel that I can get out – not that I have ever wanted to. The first time Chantelle’s establishment organised the gangbang for four girls and set firm ground rules. I set them the next two times with the guy who organised both. Before I go in, there are certain fixed rules that I agreed with him –condoms for intercourse, no pinching, no violence and there is an agreed exit strategy if things get out of control. It required a bit of trust of the organiser but both times I have dealt with him he has been very understanding and supportive – even to the extent that he told one guy this time to be more gentle – the guys was not being violent – just a bit clumsy.

The venue was the same as last time (a motel room) but I varied the approach – they were a little less shy than the last time since they knew more what to expect and they did not need as much warming up. So when I walked in, they whistled and cheered. The room was warm -I had told the organiser that it had to be a warm room if he wanted me to strip off - it is freezing cold outside this time of year! – so I quickly shed my coat to more wolf whistles and cheers. I was wearing a short black leather skirt and a matching leather top that left my midriff exposed – inside a bra and panties (white lacy). –I had felt pretty cold outside even with my coat on.

I pulled the condoms out of my bag and moved around the room tossing a condom to each guy, saying “You’ll need these because you guys are going to fuck my brains out [a line I borrowed from the hunk] – and I’ve got lots of brains!” Mixed laughter and cheers. Then I asked if anyone needed a second condom? and a few raised their hands and I said “Gee, you’re strong – I’ll hold you to this” As I tossed them a second condom. “Remember I need my cum bath at the end, boys – so save a little, heh?”

Then I pulled out my dildo from my bag and said “At least I know there’s one hard thing here” and started sucking it like a cock. “Lots of hard things here” one guy shouted out and the others cheered. They were a good-humoured bunch of guys and I could tell I was going to enjoy it.

“Prove it”, I responded and one guy stood up and dropped his pants showing a very strong hard-on. “Come on, babe, get it”, he shouted and the others cheered. I smiled at him and went up to him. Taking it in my hand, I responded. “Mmm, pretty hard – what about the rest of you boys?” I knelt down and gave him a short suck. The guys were audibly enjoying this with lots of catcalls and such as they dropped their pants and formed a circle around me. I did the circle, sucking each cock before moving to the bed, saying “I thought you guys wanted to fuck me not just play around.”

They were soon taking turns to fuck me while most of the time, my mouth was full with another cock. The guys were soon all cumming inside me – mostly while fucking me although a couple shot their loads while I was sucking them and one gave me a facial.

By the time the last ones had finished, a few of the more intrepid ones were back for seconds but gradually, they were slowing down. It ran the risk of fizzling out and so, I gave them show, describing what I do with my girlfriend – and also talking about how much I love cock while I used my dildo to get myself off. I told them how wet I was and anything to turn them on. Slowly they moved out of their post-coital apathy into a more participatory mood and I could see that they would soon be ready for the finale – my cum bath.

So , I got all of them – except the organiser to whom I promised special treatment - to gather around me and I started to suck the cocks of the guys, taking turns around the room until I could see 9 erections surrounding me and then the first one came in my hair and then the next across my face. Soon almost all had come making me quite cum-covered both on my head and body.

Then as the grand finale, I knelt before the organiser sucking him off while letting all the guys watch me. I used my years of skill to deep throat him and give my best blow job and at the same time I was moving my dildo in and out of my pussy – playing the role of a horny slut (actually it was not so much playing a role as being). When the organiser came – first spurt into my mouth and second spurt across my face as I let the cock slide out of my mouth - I immediately bowed to him, saying “Thank you, Sir, for organising this - I hope I have served you well” and then turned to the rest of them saying “and thank you, all of you, for tonight –I hope you have all enjoyed using me as much as I have enjoyed being used by me.” I was delighted by the cheers (and applause) in response but also quickly gathered my things, pulled my coat over myself - and dashed to the car, turning the car heater to full strength. A quick exit is a good one for leaving an impression.

Getting home was not what I expected. I had hoped to surprise John when I got back but found him in the midst of caring for my daughter who was having a gastric attack – so I quickly washed myself down and relieved John – I spent the night sleeping in the bed with my daughter keeping her calm and by the morning she was much better.

Other work

I have reached a total 8014 men in my official count at time of writing. I have been working steadily and enjoying it but if I am totally honest, day-to-day it does not vary much: man comes in, we show ourselves to him, he chooses one, we go upstairs, he pays me, I suck and fuck him and he goes away, hopefully satisfied.
I have had one other introduction from Chantelle’s establishment – he likes to cum in the mouth and on the face, likes the girl to give a show, likes overnight and likes Asian. He is rich and apparently quite high in his company and comes to Sydney regularly. They suggested me because I am open-minded and willing to do many things and to take his abusive language – he calls girls sluts and whores – and he is very arrogant generally. To be honest I do not like him but he pays very well (he paid me $3000 for the night and the agency another $1,500) and he satisfies me in that I feel really slutty fucking with a sleazy man like him.
I am still fucking with my favourite client F. I see him most weeks and he still uses me like a slut but ultimately respects me more than a lot of the politer clients. His description of my new rich client is that he sounds like trash.

And that is enough news for one post, don’t you think?