You know, I’ve gotta tell you guys, it’s really hard to do a lot of sightseeing in London when you’re too busy fucking. Oops! Six days wasn’t enough time to see all the sights, but I did get to see a member of the Night’s Watch live and in the flesh… or should I say, former member? Anyhoo, I’m referring to my future sex slave, Jon Snow – who I would love to show my version of queening – as he’s currently in a play at the West End. Me and my boy toy went to see him, and then…. we went back to his place and entertained ourselves. I ended up being the main course and the dessert.
Body Worship – London Style
I must say, someone was so happy to see me that… well… he couldn’t keep his hands off me while I was there. Which means he spent a lot of time showing me what body worship means to him, and I spent a lot of time sitting on his face, or his face was planted in my ass, or I was getting a full service shrimping job. Hehe… but I digress, this blog post is about body worship, no? And it’s something the British boy toy is well versed in.
The Multi-Faceted Delights Of Body Worship
One of the things I love about body worship, is that you don’t have to designate yourself to just one part. If you’re a foot man, you might have to earn the privilege of licking and sucking your mistresses toes, by doing other things that please her. In my case, the boy toy is not only a foot man, but an ass man, and I was delighted to indulge him, while having a glass of wine, or sitting in our little private booth at dinner and giggling while he licked my toes under the table. Personally I’m not shy about expressing the fact that I love having my pussy licked, and he’s not shy about diving face first into my muffin. I should add that we DID actually get out of the house…. eventually. What can I say, when you’re Brit boyfriend is insatiable and wants to give you 3+ orgasms a day are you going to discourage him? I’d love to hear about your body worship kinks, and perhaps tell you something naughty I let my Brit do to me while I was laying on his bed, but you’ll have to call me! 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Brighton. Tootles! 😉
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There’s definitely something that happens when Mistresses leave town, and most women in general, I think! It’s so easy and fun to be swept up in culture, new sights and sounds and new opportunities of a vacation or anything that gets us out travelling. It sounds like you are doing just that, Miss Brighton! It’s always fun to play with men from other places and get a taste of their passion and spontaneous (and often freeing!) approach to sex. Daring, carefree, wild…..live it up, girl!
Thank you! I had fun I only wish I was there longer. 😀
Well I can see why he couldn’t keep his hands off you. That picture is HOT! So was your description of your trip. Guess you showed him American food is better. 🙂 Hmmm you went to London and he took in all the sites. Sounds about right.
Ohhhh yeeeaaahhh! I can tell you that he saw A LOT of the sites, since he spent time up close and personal with them. 😉
I love hearing about your travels Ms Brighton. I love that your boy toy is there to …. ahem …. SERVE you because you are a Goddess and deserve it! People often wonder what it’s like to live a Mistress life … and, as you’ve described, it’s FUCKING AWESOME! ~laughs~ Ahhhhhhh, vanilla women and civilians do not know what they are missing! We have it GOOD.
You are so right we DO have it good! And I wouldn’t trade this life for anything in the world. 😀
Well Ms. Brighton, I can understand why your Brit’s appetite was so voracious! I bet you are a tasty treat! 😉 But I digress. Vacay is a perfect time to find a new pet to worship your body! The locals are often so excited to meet girls from other places!
Thank you and I plan on going back just as soon as I can, to excite the locals, again. 😀
I see London…I don’t see any underpants!Sounds like it was a sexy adventure in every way, Ms. Brighton! It’s so nice to get away, and I know it sure revives the Mistress mojo. I am very excited you have insatiable boy toy. Go you!
I certainly wasn’t wearing any underpants while I was in London. hehehehehe 😀
Oh Ms. Brighton, what a creamy delicious dessert you were for those sexy Brits! Everyone knows that those subdued boys across the pond love adventurous American girls, and I have a feeling you shook them up slinking around and demanding their body worship. Please, whisper in my ear what you let your Brit do to you! I’m dying to know! 😉
It’s true, British men do love sassy American women with quick wit who aren’t shy about saying exactly what we want and what we mean. Although I will say there are some very SEXY English women there too!
Who cares what the city looks like? I’d carry your bags into the hotel room and wait until you got into the room and then padlock the door after us and swallow the key! Then hand you your bag o’ toys!