Confessions of an Erotic Confessor

Hey guys. My little vacation was exactly what I needed to recharge my batteries, but it's funny how sometimes work just follows you no matter where you go. Let me explain.

I have a bunch of things I wanna share with you from last week, but I need to keep it simple else I'll be blabbing here all week. Anyway, let me start off by saying that this vacation was the longest time I've spent with a guy (Derek) in a very long time. And it was interesting in an academic kinda way. I'm back to those age old questions of what do I tell him and when. I spent the week pondering things such as:

Should I tell him about The Business?
How much should I tell him?
Confess that I'm not really a shampooer?
Admit I'm really a massage therapist?
Tell him I occasionally strip to a bra for extra money?
Tell him the whole thing is temporary?
Say my coworkers are all full service sluts, but I'm a good girl?

Makes for interesting conversation when he's saying something like "...I hope to manage the store in a few years and I may go back to school for my MBA..." Meanwhile I'm thinking "... I could tell him about the foot fetish guys, but definitely not the cross dressers..."

Now to make a long story short, I told him I'm really a licensed massage therapist and not a shampooer. I lied because guys usually expect massages all the time (which is another lie - most guys actually don't care and never take advantage of those particular talents of mine. Go figure). Derek was cool with it and said he understood (but I knew he didn't).

He then felt compelled to confess to me that he wasn't exactly truthful about how he found out where I worked. Apparently, he had gotten the directions from that skank girlfriend of mine, but then googled The Business and couldn't find anything. Said he knew all along there was something weird about my story, but didn't want to ask about it till I was ready. Thank Gawd he didn't try stopping by again!

Laying that much stuff on the table was easy. The weird part was towards the end of the week when we were messing around on the balcony of the hotel. He wanted me to "use your hand in that special way" (yes - he said it that gaily). So I told him to sit still so I could do it right. I went in the bathroom and got some baby oil from my bag (never leave home without it!) so I could give him a proper hand release. A few minutes later he was grunting and slapping the arms of his chair while I jerked him off onto the balcony floor. He turned to me, looked me straight in they eye and said "Where on Earth did you learn to do that? I swear that it felt just like a blowjob."

I wanted to tell him about my infamous double-handed criss-cross technique, and the various cell-phone videos of it floating around the web. But instead I just said "I musta picked it up somewhere."

CJ

The Double-Handed Criss-Cross Technique

OK - I found it. I made some phone calls this week and confirmed that there is a video of me performing my infamous Double-Handed Criss-Cross technique.

Of course I have absolutely no intention of sharing it on the internet. LOL

But it's funny that I had almost completely forgotten that I had a copy of it. Ya see, it was about 3 or so years ago, a friend of mine (Sugar Daddy Brad) introduced me to a friend of his we'll call Jared. Really nice guy, not quite 50 who unfortunately became a widower at an early age. My SD Brad suggested my services might help cheer him up a bit since it had been a couple of years already and he hadn't started dating yet. I called him up and asked if he still had the video and he said "What - did you lose your copy?"

HOLY SHIT! If went through all my crap at home and found it inside the DVD box for "All Dogs Go To Heaven." Thank God my nephew never borrowed that one. So then I popped it in to refresh my memory of the old days...

Anyway, I used to see Jared once or twice a month for about a year, and our sessions weren't anything out of the ordinary. Then one day I asked him for a REALLY REALLY big favor. Well, he came through and I asked him what he wanted in return. He gave me a big shit-eating grin and asked quite humbly "Can I get a video tape of you doing the end part?"

Wow. Not quite what I expected. I thought he'd ask for a free breast release or something. Maybe take him out to dinner. Heck, I had never done video or even camera's before. However, I felt I could really trust him not to try to blackmail me with it since Sugar Daddy Brad would just kick his ass. So I said "Sure! I even have a few ideas."

At our next session, he came in with a gym bag that contained the video camera (couldn't let Audrey see it!!!). He showed me how it worked, and then we played with it a bit and tried to figure out the best angles and the lighting. Then I told him "Sit over there and I'll pretend to come in and seduce you." He sat in the corner of the room and I went out and then walked back in very casually.
"Hi... What can I do for you?" I used the deep voice.

He started laughing and said "I heard I could have a good time around here. How about you lose that shirt?"

I walked up and stopped in front of him. "You like that?" I said as I pulled my T-shirt up over my head. Then I undid my bra and let it hit the floor. He didn't say anything after that. I think he was just concentrating on holding the camera still.

I told him to get comfortable, so he turned the camera off and stripped. He wasn't interested in a massage at this point, so he just lied back and propped the camera up as best he could so he could see the view finder. I stripped down to G-string, then grabbed the warm oil.

My table is about 3 feet off the ground, so when a guy with a normal build lies on it, my breasts are just slightly above a nice hard dick. This way I can perform the hand release without my hands blocking view of The Girls.

I oiled him up and started off with just my left hand working his cock up and down. When he became hard enough I moved my right hand across the other to rub his balls. So picture my arms crossed as I work him. With the left hand I'm working his cock up and down, and my right forearm slides back and forth along the side of his cock while the right hand strokes his balls. And with my arms crossing each other, they push The Girls up and out, which makes for a really nice show.

He made some moaning noises, but I didn't hurry him along since this was his reward. He kept the camera pretty much focused on my hands and tits. I think he wanted to make a point of not shooting my face. Now all I did for 5 minutes was work him with my hands, changing position every now and then, but still trying to keep The Girls pressed together. Eventually he started moaning louder and said "I wanna cum on your tits!" I obliged him and leaned over slightly as he came. He shot an embarrasingly small load onto the side of my right breast. I rubbed it around with the tip of his dick (for dramatic effect) then I made a peace sign for the camera!!!! LOL

Then the screen turned blue. A few seconds later, I saw myself in a white bustier with matching white gloves... FUCK - I FORGOT ABOUT THE REST OF THE TAPES! I quickly turned it off and then grabbed my laptop to write all this shit down.

And that was my very first foray into the world of video porn. Now as you can see, I had so much fun showing off for the camera, that I actually shot a number of other videos with Jared, but those stories will have to wait for later. Funny how he ended up doing a LOT of favors for me that year.

CJ