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My story is about a young woman who unexpectedly falls in love with a much older man, whom others see as unattractive. Despite our differences, I was drawn to his kind heart and wisdom. Our relationship deepened through genuine conversations and passionate intimacy, proving that true love transcends physical appearance. I learned that love is about giving fully, without expectations, and finding freedom and authenticity in our connection. Ultimately, my story highlights that true love is built on mutual respect and emotional depth. Age is just a number, and external beauty is merely a wrapper—it’s the content that truly matters.
I never believed in love at first sight and certainly didn’t expect to fall for someone who, by most standards, was unattractive. He was much older and far from what anyone would call good-looking—lined face, an aging body, and easily overlooked in a crowd. But the moment I got to know him, I realized that beauty isn’t about the surface.
We met by chance, and I could never have imagined how deeply he would impact my life. At first, it was just casual conversations, light banter that grew into something more profound. His wisdom and pure heart captivated me, a depth I had never experienced before. Where others offered superficial charm, he gave sincerity. With him, I felt safe, truly seen, and respected in a way I hadn’t experienced before.
What I initially thought was admiration grew into something more. It wasn’t just infatuation—it was love. True, unconditional love. The kind where you want to give yourself fully, expecting nothing in return. What surprised me most was that he had never tried to impress me. He didn’t win me over with polished words or grand gestures. He was simply himself, and that was enough.
I had dated younger, more attractive men, but none of them made me feel what he did. They didn’t inspire the same desire to give so fully or care so deeply. The physical attraction we shared defied everything I thought I knew. There was a magnetic pull between us, and the intimacy we shared wasn’t just physical—it was an expression of our deep connection.
We made love anywhere, everywhere. It wasn’t about the act itself, but the way it made me feel connected to him, like I was giving part of my soul in those moments. And he gave me the same in return, even though he never asked for anything.
What shocked me was how little I cared about what others thought. Friends questioned my sanity. They didn’t understand how I could love someone older and, in their eyes, unattractive. But they didn’t see what I saw. True love isn’t about appearances or having the perfect partner on paper. It’s about finding someone who makes you want to be your best self, someone who makes you feel whole.
Loving him wasn’t always easy, but it was simple. It was like breathing—natural, effortless. I wanted to make him happy, to care for him, and I never felt like I was losing myself. Instead, I found parts of myself I never knew existed. He made me feel free in a way I had never felt before.
This love wasn’t just about passion. It was built on mutual respect, a kindness that ran through every moment we shared. True love isn’t about finding the perfect person; it’s about finding someone who sees your flaws and loves you for them.
He never asked for my love, but I gave him everything without hesitation or fear. In return, he gave me a rare kind of love that asked for nothing yet gave everything.
Looking back, I realize how lucky I was to find this connection. It wasn’t conventional, and it wasn’t what I expected love to look like, but it was real. True love isn’t just about chemistry or attraction. It’s about wanting to give your whole self to someone without expecting anything in return.
In the end, it wasn’t about how he looked, how old he was, or what others thought. It was about how he made me feel—like I could be my true self, without hiding. And that is the truest kind of love.
I can talk about love endlessly because it’s the core of my life and what I believe in. It’s my philosophy, the essence that fills my soul every day. If you look for love, you’ll find it. Love and be loved.
This understanding came from my relationship with him, an elderly Englishman who became more than just a client—he became my beloved. Our connection grew intense, and I craved him deeply. One evening, as we watched a movie together, I couldn’t hold back and initiated everything. I seduced him, teased him, and took the lead, bringing us closer. Eventually, I had all of him—his body and his heart. It felt like a victory as he fell completely in love with me.
It took effort to make him feel the same wild passion I had, but I succeeded, and I’m proud of that small victory. Fight for your love, fight for your feelings, and ignore external circumstances—they will always challenge you. True love can overcome any obstacle. Find the one you love, and never let go.
Real love, pure and mature, is built on trust, respect, and deep emotional connection. It’s not just about passion or fleeting attraction but about genuine care, understanding, and support for each other’s growth and well-being. Mature love embraces imperfections, forgives mistakes, and stands strong through challenges. It is selfless, patient, and enduring, valuing emotional intimacy over superficial gestures. Real love nurtures both individuals, allowing them to flourish together while maintaining their individuality. It’s a bond that grows stronger over time, rooted in honesty, loyalty, and a shared vision for the future.
This is story where you can learn about my unique background and my homeland, the beautiful port city of Odessa in Ukraine on the coast of the black sea. Discover my unique heritage and how women from Odessa are the most beautiful, sensual lovers you will ever find. It’s also the moment I gave my first ever rim job.
Not only do I love my homeland, but I also love to share one of my favourite ways to turn a man on. Yes…rimming. Before I tell you more, let me tell you a little about me.
Born in the city of Odessa on the coast of the Black Sea, I’m beautiful and as you will find perfect mix. My farther is Turkish, my mother Ukrainian and I am half Muslim and half Christian. Now for those of you who have never crossed paths with us women from Odessa, well you’re in for a treat.
We are blessed with wonderful genes, yes, I know I turn heads on the street, and I LOVE it. But we are also blessed with passion, inner beauty, and a burning desire and natural ability to please men. We really are the ideal lover. And trust me we really know how to keep a man happy. Really happy. Yes, we’re the lover you’ve dreamed of, fantasised about and the good news for you is that I’m writing this from London.
Now, let me tell you a little story and let you into one of my favourite ways to pleasure a man. Rimming. Read on and I’ll tell you how I discovered this incredible sensation and how I love to explore it.
It all started back in my beautiful home city of Odessa. I was seeing one of my regular clients. We had connected. We shared a similar background; our parents were of the same nationality, and we just shared a lot of the same views and opinions. Yes, these two paths were meant to cross. But at this stage I still didn’t know quite what was to come. But I did know we shared passion and had the ability to read each other’s minds and discover our thoughts and desires. It was fantastic. Unforgettable.
On this day, this client had booked me for 24 hours, which I loved. It really allows us both to relax and connect. Nothing becomes rushed and our time together feels like a true date. Long bookings are incredible. He had joined me for an erotic massage. We had done this a few times already, so he knew what was to come but each time we met we connected a little deeper. I brought new touches to him, new techniques, it was always fresh and exciting – I love this. I love to keep my clients on the edge, never knowing what is quite coming next. It keeps them on the edge and is the best way to build to those ultimate, explosive climaxes.
But this time, he asked me something. He asked if I could rim him? Rim him!? I wasn’t sure what this was at the time, but I promised him when he next came, I’d try to deliver for him. So, for the following week, I read, I explored, and I learnt all about the powerful act of rimming. I immersed myself in the art of licking, penetrating, and stimulating a man through his anus. It excited me. Wow. I discovered how it brought men a new, more powerful sensation. How it reached the male g-spot. I knew I wanted to perform this. But not just perform. I wanted to perfect this new skill. I’m an idealist. No detail was left forgotten.
So, the following Friday, our moment came. Immediately, our connection returned, and we settled into our time together with a delightful bottle of champagne before I began to perform my signature massage. It started with deep therapeutic touches while I soothed my client’s body and let him dissolve into the moment. Before, we then progressed into a truly erotic Nuru massage on the specially prepared mattress. Letting our bodies slip and slide with the warm Nuru gel in the most sensational way.
But it was then I started to take our moment to the next level. Wow, this was going to be my first rim job. I was excited and burning with desire inside. I let my body and my tongue begin to slide down his body, past his nipples, across his stomach before I began to explore his dagger like member. Erect, hard and pulsating I let that member slide inside my hot, warm mouth. Letting my tongue flicker against him. That same tongue that was about to explore a whole new area. But it wasn’t just his rock-hard member that got my attention in the lead up. I spent time to tease and explore each of his balls. Licking them, sucking them, and playing with them. Wow, this level of intimacy felt incredible, and I could feel my man already burning with passion. He knew what was coming, I knew what was coming. So, like a caged prisoner who could no longer control his desire I moved towards the final act to begin to devour my man.
I turned him over. I raised him in all fours, and I began. Now rimming is not something to be rushed. So having got him excited I began to gently part his cheeks. I could see his fresh, clean, anus staring back at me. But I resisted to go straight in. I wanted to tease him some more. So, with the lightest of touches with my fingers, my tongue my mouth I teased around the area. My warm breath against him was enough to make him open a little but the gentle tease of my finger and tongue were taking him to a new level.
Then it was time. I let my flickering tongue move to his anus for the first time. WOW. OMG WOW. My first rim job had started. I explored with different movements, different shapes of my tongue and different speeds and pressure. A moved from a delicate tickle to stronger flatter movements as I licked up and down. As we both embraced the moment, I started those first moves. Penetrating his anus with the pointed desire of my tongue. It was shallow at first, but I could already tell it sent him wild. But as we went further…my tongue went deeper. Wow, I loved it. My tongue penetrating his anus, while my hands and fingers reached around to tease that rock hard member. I could feel him tense and pulsate in my hands. Rimming was my new favourite act. In an instant.
Our time dissolved. We moved from my rimming to moments where our bodies would switch. In the same moment he began to penetrate me. I was open, I was ready and wow, it wasn’t just my pussy, he also sunk that rock hard member deep into my ass. Treating me to the same sensation as he wrapped around my divine body and teased my screaming clit. Our mouths and tongues connected at intermittent moments. It felt natural. And letting him play with the same tongue that had only moments earlier been teasing his ass felt incredible.
Our bodies, rocked, pulsated, and drove to a truly climatic ending. And ending which saw my man fill my ass hole with all that hot sticky cum. An explosion inside me, I could feel it. Warm, yummy cum that began to trickle down my leg before our bodies collapsed. We collapsed in a breathless heap.
There are other women out there, but women from Odessa with their natural passion and desire will always be the pinnacle.
It was the first time it happened. the time one of my regular clients took his regular medical massage back to mine for a very intense erotic massage. But it was the next step that led this client to invite me to join him on an all-expenses-paid trip to Dubai that really brought this story to life. I mean. Wow. We explored it all. You name it, we’ve done it. And I mean it—we did it all. There are so many moments to remember. My latest story in my erotica tells you more… but I can still taste him now. Mmmm. Yes, I can still taste my Arab prince. That gave me the shock of my life when he revealed he was married. But OMG, the time we had together in Dubai… I wouldn’t swap that for anything. WOW!
The story is about the client who hid the fact he was married and about the wild passion between us. It tells of a passionate and mind-blowing experience in Dubai city Abu Dhabi in 7 stars hotel. A week of passion and exploration. Read my story to hear about the most passionate kisses, embraces and about the moment the throbbing member of my favourite man unloaded the most delicious load of cum into my mouth. I can still feel the taste of his lips and his member sliding down me. I can feel my tight pussy getting wetter again as I remember every moment of our bodies slipping and sliding together.
As with all my stories, let me set the scene for you; let me show the picture so you can join me on this incredible journey. It all began as usual in the beauty salon where I work as a physiotherapist, in this day all my clients were only ladies and it was my last booking of the day, and in came what was to become my Arab prince. He was right on time, dressed smartly, and had come for a medical treatment massage to help with some lower back pain he had been experiencing.
Now, initially, there was nothing out of the ordinary. He followed my requests, didn’t try to ask or suggest anything further, and slowly but surely, I was helping to relieve that back pain. He returned again, and again, and again. He fast became my most regular client, complimenting my magic hands, he began to give me flowers and gifts in addition to paying for procedures. And this is when things slowly began to evolve.
I guess it was the fourth or maybe the fifth visit. He changed. He started to ask more questions. He started to offer me more compliments. He said to look at me differently. He was showing me attention in a way I hadn’t experienced in a while. And yes, I loved it. He admired me. He admired my body, which felt incredible. This small switch was enough to awaken my inner flame.
So yes, I did it. I asked him if he wanted to join me for a more intimate, sensual, and erotic massage with me. Not in the salon ; that would be too risky. So I invited him to my home. And of course he jumped at the offer. I was excited inside.
So, the night came, me and my house were completely ready for his arrival, I put on black lace stockings and a short black leather dress candles were burning and coals were smoking with aromas The house was filled with original incense, since I am half Turkish, then believe me, I know a lot about this. The knock on the door fluttered my heart, he arrived, and I had prepared my room to perfection. The massage started slowly as I released the tension in his body, but it wasn’t long before I started to perform my more sensual erotic teasing. Sliding my hands up… and then under his body, letting my body slide down his. Skin to skin Our bodies were connected in the most intimate way. I loved being able to tease him. I explored him in the most erotic way you can imagine. Letting him grow and watching him grow with excitement at my every touch. Letting his breathing build. Letting his energy grow. and bringing him to the most intense climax. OMG wow… I won’t forget the first time he exploded in my hands. I think it must have been a while, so wow! I’ve never seen so much hot, sticky cum shoot everywhere in all my life. I watched him gasp as he looked down at his hot, sticky mess on my hands. Mmmm… he tasted really good.
I suppose this was the turning point. We connected, and what he offered next was incredible. No, it was just a request for another session.
He said, „Join me.“ Where should I meet him? Dubai. OMG He invited me to Abu Dhabi. yes, my new Arab prince was offering to take me on a 7-day, all-expenses-paid + paid for my time and holiday to Dubai. I’d never done this. But I trusted my beloved client. And the idea of giving him the time of his life in the Middle Eastern sun felt incredible.
So, yes, yes, yes… I was on that plane.
He treated me to absolute luxury. From champagne at the airport… to first-class seats… to a stay in Dubai’s most luxurious 7-stars hotel. And yes, I made sure my new client got all the attention he deserved and all the attention I wanted to give him.
Every day we had the most incredible, passionate sex, he kisses me passionately until I had traces of his passionate kisses the next day It was intense- we explored it all. Slow, sensual teasing is foreplay. Quick moments before we went for dinner, long sessions where we explored every position of Kama Sutra you can think of. And we brought each other to the most intense climaxes. oral, hand-to-hand, inside each other. OMG, I can’t put into words how much this client drove me crazy. But it was mutual, and this is what made it amazing. We desired and craved each other’s bodies. It felt hot.
I can still see those crazy passionate moments. Riding him in a cowgirl, as I controlled how far his incredible tool sunk into my tight, wet pussy. I could feel him tensing every moment I let myself slide down on top of him. I love the control I get in this position.
But WOW, I also love the feeling of being dominated by a dog… and yes we did this to. As I leant over the bed… my legs spread wide… his hands on my hips while he slid inside me from behind. The best bit… the mirrors in front and two on the side. Watching his tool slide in and out while I felt it disappear inside me as he thrust his excitement was incredible.
We also did the sea-shell position. Look it up if you don’t know it, but just imagine me lying back with my legs raised up and crossed behind my head. Yes, I’m very flexible. My incredible man, I was so hot for then had the ultimate access. But the best bit: While he thrust inside me, I could play with my clitoris and wow, this was one way to make me explode in an instant. Having him push and ride up against my pubic bone and stimulate my G-Spot was incredible. Oh, the moans I let out were uncontrollable.
I can picture every single moment with him still, but I think this is the hottest. Well, it was up on the 15th floor of the hotel. It was against the wall as the shimmering lights glittered below. And it had me with my legs wrapped around him while he pushed himself into me up against the wall. It was deep, intense, hard and hard to find. My eyes were looking up before I fell to the floor. I took my amazing man deep inside my mouth. and I mean deep. While I played with his balls, I took that look all the way in. And I made that tool explode. explode inside my hot mouth. I can feel it still. The moment the hot, sticky cum hit my throat, it filled my mouth. I took it all, that was the hottest internal moment. Wow!!!
Every day was incredible, but then my seven days came to an end. He drove me back to the airport in a private car and had already purchased my first-class ticket. No detail was forgotten. But then the final shock came.
I told him to call me as soon as he was back in London. He whispered. Careful. I’m married.
What? Married? No… I couldn’t believe it. How had he never mentioned
I tried to remain professional, but my heart sank. Who was his wife? Where was she?
I will never know. I had to leave for my flight.
It was a shock. But nothing will ever take away from those incredible, intense moments we shared. He was amazing. We were amazing and we still communicate with him and he shares with me his deepest desires.
My Experience as a Temporary Wife
My story begins deep within my family tree, intertwining traditions from Judaism, Christianity, and Islam. My maternal grandmother, born in Poland, was Jewish, and my father is a Turkish Muslim Shia. This unique cultural blend introduced me to the concept of temporary marriage—a practice where couples can marry for a day, a week, a month, or even a year based on mutual agreement.
In this tradition, both parties enter into an agreement that includes promises to be faithful, care for each other, love and support one another, and for the wife to be obedient to her husband. Additionally, the husband is obliged to give his wife a pre-agreed gift, whether it be money, a car, or gold, known in Islam as mahr.
One of my most intimate stories involves a client who shared my religious background. He booked me in advance and transferred the agreed deposit for a four-day marriage, along with the mahr. We spent these four days in the United Arab Emirates, embracing our roles as husband and wife. This was my first experience as a temporary wife, and the excitement was palpable.
From the very beginning, I committed myself to fulfilling all the terms of our agreement. I aimed to be a loving wife, obedient to my husband, and dedicated to taking care of him without any deceit. However, as I immersed myself in this role, I found myself genuinely falling in love with him. What started as a professional arrangement gradually transformed into a passionate dream and a deep-seated desire.
The genuine connection we shared was exhilarating. When he affectionately called me his wife and expressed his desire for me, I felt an overwhelming sense of belonging and affection. I gave myself entirely—mind, body, and soul—embracing the reality that I was his wife, even if only temporarily. This profound feeling of being cherished and responsible for me ignited a passion I hadn’t anticipated.
Every moment spent together deepened my emotions. I longed to feel his presence everywhere, to connect with him completely, and to experience the intimacy we shared. The bond we formed was intense and transformative, making those four days some of the most memorable and fulfilling of my life.
Through this experience, I discovered the true essence of love and companionship. It wasn’t just about fulfilling an agreement; it was about creating a meaningful connection that transcended the temporary nature of our marriage. This journey taught me the power of love, trust, and the incredible impact a genuine relationship can have on one’s life.As the days unfolded in the beautiful backdrop of the United Arab Emirates, our connection deepened beyond anything I had anticipated. Each morning, we’d wake up to the soft glow of the desert sun filtering through the curtains, casting a warm light over us. Sharing breakfast, we exchanged stories about our lives, dreams, and the cultures that shaped us. These conversations made me feel truly seen and understood.
During the afternoons, we explored the vibrant city together. Strolling through bustling markets, we admired intricate crafts and indulged in the rich aromas of spices and perfumes. He would gently take my hand, guiding me through the crowds, and I felt a profound sense of belonging by his side.
Our evenings were the most cherished. Dining under the stars, the gentle breeze carrying the distant sounds of the city, we found ourselves enveloped in an atmosphere of enchantment. Our conversations flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and shared secrets, creating memories I knew I would treasure forever.
Back in our suite, the intimacy between us blossomed. He would look into my eyes with a sincerity that made the world outside fade away. We shared tender moments that transcended the physical—a meeting of souls. Every touch was gentle yet filled with a passion that stirred something deep within me.
One night, as the moonlight bathed the room in a soft glow, he traced his fingers along my cheek, whispering words that warmed my heart. “You make me feel alive,” he said softly. In that moment, I realized how profoundly connected we had become. The boundaries between us blurred, and I felt completely enveloped in a sense of love and acceptance.
We spent hours wrapped in each other’s arms, sharing our hopes and fears. He told me about his childhood, his aspirations, and the challenges he faced. I opened up about my own journey, the blend of cultures that shaped me, and my dreams for the future. This emotional intimacy made our physical closeness even more meaningful.
As our four days together neared their end, a bittersweet feeling settled in. I cherished the time we had but couldn’t ignore the ache knowing it was temporary. On our last evening, he surprised me with a delicate necklace—a symbol of the connection we had forged. “So you remember this time,” he said as he fastened it around my neck.
We sat on the balcony, the city’s lights twinkling below us. “These days have meant more to me than I can express,” he confessed. I nodded, emotions swirling inside me. “They’ve been unforgettable for me too,” I replied softly.
When the time came to part ways, we embraced tightly, holding onto the moment for as long as we could. “Thank you for being my wife,” he whispered. “Even if just for a short while.” Tears welled in my eyes as I smiled. “Thank you for showing me what it feels like to be truly loved.”
Returning home, I reflected on our time together. The experience had awakened something inside me—a deeper understanding of love, intimacy, and the beauty of fully giving oneself to another. It wasn’t just about physical desire; it was about connection, trust, and the courage to be vulnerable.
This journey as a temporary wife had become more than a professional engagement; it was a transformative chapter in my life. It taught me that sometimes, the most profound relationships can bloom in the unlikeliest of circumstances, leaving an indelible mark on our hearts.
In my most recent story I share an adventure I had with one of my favourite clients. And no this client wasn’t blessed with good looks but this man had the magic ingredient of principles. He knew what a woman wanted and needed. He recognised the need for a strong, masculine shoulder. He knew that it was so much more than beauty. This was an honest and reliable man. Someone who ready to support, solve challenges and be there when he was needed. With these qualities he was able to win my heart and my admiration. Read the story to discover my incredible adventure. It conjures so many emotions as I smile writing this. It took place at a vineyard in the beautiful English countryside. During our tour we began to fall behind as we stole a kiss in the shadows of the wine cellar. It was at the point we leaned in for another kiss. I let my nails run down his cheek and I whispered one of the most exciting things I’ve ever whispered to anyone, “Let’s stay here, I want you, right here, right now!” And well…just how far we went you will need to find out.
This is a story about an honest courtesan, that is, about me about an exciting and unusual adventure and about those masculine qualities that I look for in every man. Let me share the secrets of what women really want in a man. I will share how our connection grew as we shared each other’s thoughts, desires, wants, and needs. And I will take you on incredible adventure. Trust me, read on to explore the exciting yet unexpected adventure.
This is a story about one of my favourite clients. I can already hear you asking the question – what made this client a favourite? What drew me to him over another client? I can image you are already making assumptions. Yep, I can hear you thinking behind reading these words. You are assuming he was blessed with good looks. You are assuming he was blessed with charm and charisma. Or you are assuming he was abundant with money. Well let me surprise you, he was none of these. This client was short, he had a bit of a belly and certainly wasn’t an avid gym goer. This was a man that certainly would not be classed as a sex symbol.
But let me tell you, this stereotype that will turn heads on the street or look at place in a glossy magazine are not my type. They don’t interest me in the slightest. This is for a very simple reason. This is as usually as this type of men lack principle and morals. In Ukraine we say they are without a principle. They don’t have spiritual education. What is Important. Think of it light a pen or pencil. These items may be beautifully formed but without the ink or the carbon they are useless. Or you can think of it like a fruit tree that is no longer able to bare fruit. It may look beautiful; it may turn heads and catch the eye but without the fruit its purpose becomes obsolete. This is exactly like those stereotypical ‘beautiful’ people usually. Without a rod, without morals and principles and substance they do not attract a real woman.
But let me take you back to this client. Well, he was different. He knew what a woman wanted and needed. He recognised the need for a strong, masculine shoulder. He knew that it was so much more than beauty. This was a reliable man. Someone who ready to support, solve challenges and be there when he was needed. We also shared a love of the same film. A classic. The Honest Courtesan. We could watch and share in the joy and morals in this film for hours. I could really see myself in the lead character, the wonderful Veronica Franco in the film “The honest courtesan” I can tell is story about me, if you’ve not seen it, then you must. I’m smiling just thinking about the moments we would curl up and indulge in this film time and time again.
However, there was another reason that I fell for this man. Simply put his honesty and reliability.
1) We are both honest and
2) Always keep our promises, that is – we keep our word. He always kept his word -me too.
He always fulfilled his promise-me too. I knew if he said he would do something for me, then he would. He never left me or any friend in trouble or in need. These characterises of his were enough to turn him into my soul mate. We shared the same outlook on life, and it drew us closer. He would always drop any situation and be there when I needed him. He was a gentleman. He was my Robin Hood. He was my guardian angel in the flesh. And he therefore became the king of my heart. It was this that made me go crazy for him and this adventure was one of those.
So, let me tell you more about this adventure. I could describe this in so many ways. It was terrible, it was incredible, it was exciting, it was funny. It conjures so many emotions as I smile writing this. Let me explain.
As he was a regular client of mine, he knew that I enjoyed longer-term bookings. 24 hours or longer is perfect. It ensures I can really get to know my clients. It ensures both sides can truly relax into the situation and allow emotions and adventure to unravel. This is something that would not occur in the same way over a short booking. Anyway, back to the story.
He knew that I had a love for wine exhibitions. I loved to go on tastings, uncover more about the stories behind my favourite wines and indulge in the atmosphere that comes with these events and moments. Now, in the UK there are many of these types of events and we had already been to a number. So, when he offered to take me to a new event tasting I of course jumped at the chance. Not only was I go to explore one of my favouite things, but I was also doing it with a man that was quickly capturing my heart with his gentleman like ways.
This particular event was out at a vineyard in the beautiful English countryside. He had hired a car and we were off. Even the thrill of driving there excited me. From the moment he picked me up and opened the car door for me, I knew I was in for an incredible time. Chivalry was certainly not dead here.
That evening we joined a group. Moving slowly through the wine cellar, tasting the odd drop, and listening intently to the organiser. As we walked through, we held each other hands. As we paused, he stood behind me with his hands around my waist. To any of the group we were with it would have looked like we were new lovers on a honeymoon. Our love was clear, and you couldn’t wipe the smile of either of our faces. However, what people couldn’t see was our hears thumping with excitement.
As the tour continued, we began to fall behind a little. Stealing a kiss in the shadows of the cellar. It was at the point he leaned in for another kiss that I let my nails run down his cheek and I whispered one of the most exicing things I’ve ever whispered to anyone, “Let’s stay here, I want you, right here, right now!”
He took a step back and looked into my eyes. Here? Now? What, are you crazy he said. Haha, maybe I was, but OMG I wanted him. He had hooked me in I was so very ready. So, I repeated as my eyes started deep into his. Yes, I want you right here, right now!
He smiled, chucked nervously, not quite believing what I was saying. He stuttered a little but he said, there are no amenities. There is nowhere to go. It’s cold, it’s dark…and erm he said, we’re in public on a wine tour! Are you crazy or you really mean this?
But I looked back to his eyes and one again, uttered the same sentence. Yes, I want you right here, right now! He already knew that trying to resist me was going to be useless. Once I had the spark and fire inside me, there would be no stopping me. He knew that he needed to satisfy my electrifying whim.
So, a few minutes later he spoke to our guide. To this day I don’t know what he said but this gentleman was never stuck for words (unless I was asking him to take me right here, right now in the wine cellar haha…that was the first time I’d seen him struggle to find his next word…and I loved it!). But whatever he said, it worked. The group was led onward, and we were left in the cold, dark and atmospheric wine clear. Alone.
As the footsteps disappeared in the distance our hands were all over each other. We were like wild beings. Ravenous and crazy for each other’s bodies. Our clothes were ripped off, pulled down and to the side in a frenzied fluster. This wasn’t about sensual foreplay. This was about to wild passionate bodies being let loose on each other in one of those most incredible situations.
With our hands running over each other it wasn’t long before I was riding this incredible client on the cold stone floor in-between the age-old barrels of delicious wine. Oh wow. That moment. I can still feel his cold hands running over me. My nipples hard. By body racing with passion as I rode his rock-hard member. We rocked and rode. I knew how he liked it so I quickly worked him into a frenzy and felt the explosion of hot sticky sperm pouring inside me. It warmed me, it lit the fire inside me. It was an amazing, magical, and truly explosive moment of adventure.
At the end we didn’t even have anything to clean either of us. So, we had to walk, lost through the cellar for an hour. We searched and searched for the way out. I could feel his hot sticky sperm dripping down my legs as we got colder and colder down there. We embraced each other closely to try to keep warm as we walked until eventually, we saw the door and the group in the distance. My hair was a little out of place and he was still a little flushed, but I don’t think anyone would have guessed what we had just done. OMG, that was an adventure I will never forget.
This was a man who I describe as fatal for me. It’s a man I can’t resist. It’s a man who is blessed with intellect and knew how to treat a woman and really knew how to treat me. We had a connection that meant we could read each other’s thoughts, desires, wants, and needs. I say, had. I mean we have. Yes, I still meet with this client, and I love every single moment. I’m already excited for our next excursion. Who knows what will happen next time. Maybe one day I’ll tell you more.
This is the story of a first. An unexpected first. But a first I’m so glad I let happen. A first that I will forever hold, and a first that has led me to so many more adventures. I was so used to saying no. To being able to control myself no matter my feelings inside. But on this particular day, I lost my self-control. On this day, I let the words “yes” and “ok” leave my mouth. And, OMG, I’m so happy I did. This is the story of a moment that turned very wild, very quickly. This is the story of my first experience of anal sex!
This was a session that started like all my sessions. But, as you’ll see, things turned out very differently. Just thinking about it excites me, and I can’t wait to share it with you. So read on as I remember every little detail.
Let me set the scene. It was around ten o’clock at night. This was my only meeting of the day. My room was set. The deep aroma of my sandalwood incense filled the room. The flicker of my candles offered a warm, inviting glow, and my client was lying in readiness for my touch on my massage table.
He was slim and slightly shy, and, to be honest, he was just my type. But I’m used to this. Of course, I love it when I have a gentleman at my table who is my type, but I’m professional and can separate these feelings. So, there I was, working through my range of magical touches. Soft, gentle, and flowing movements up and down his body. Twists, turns, and gentle touches are part of a repertoire I’ve mastered, and I know exactly what works.
I could feel my clients’ deep breaths, and I was watching the occasional twitch of his leg, and at that moment he moved them slightly further apart. I knew what he was hoping for, and I knew he was going to get it. But I love to tease. So, my long, flowing teasing touches continued to work up and down his legs. Teasing the inside before gently brushing up against his balls. As he lifted his body slightly, I could see his excitement growing. He and I both knew that this was no ordinary massage. This was going to end with the most wonderful moment of satisfaction.
But, at the moment, I was taken aback. The words he uttered next were not words I was ready for. He asked if he could massage me. I remember stuttering. I told him that wasn’t part of my usual practice, but just the thought drove me instantly crazy. I told him to lie and enjoy, but he insisted. He wanted to practise on me.
I paused as my hand continued to float up and down his legs until the words “OK, but just this once” fell out of my mouth. Almost unconsciously, I’d said it. I whispered for a moment in his ear as he lay there. What had I done? What was I doing? But now I felt like I couldn’t go back.
On the other side of the room, I let my dress fall to the floor, slowly unhooked my bra, and slipped out my thong. I knew he had turned. I could feel his eyes and caught a glimpse of them in the mirror. As I turned and walked back towards him, we caught each other’s eyes and smiled.
He lifted himself off the bed and let me replace him. His excitement had grown a little. He caught my eye as he saw my gaze momentarily follow. I felt a rush of excitement as I lowered my body in place of his onto my massage table.
There was a pause before he let the hot oil I had been using slowly drip onto my back, down my legs, and over my bottom. Then I felt his hands. Firm, cold, and running up and down my body. Long strokes up to my neck, down my sides, and down my legs. I complimented him. He was really good. Now it was my turn to take a deep breath. He asked if I was enjoying it, and I said, “Yes, darling, you don’t seem to need any practise.”
He then did something else I didn’t expect. Pushing my legs apart a little, he climbed onto the bed. OMG, I felt vulnerable and excited. The hot oil dripped over my legs again as he slowly worked his hands up and down. This time, it was his turn to tease. I knew he could see my little girl, if only he knew how excited I was getting.
I began to take louder, deeper breaths as his hands flowed up and down, now with more obvious brushes and teasing of my pussy. Should I have stopped him? Yes. Did I want to? No. OMG, this was incredible. He really knew what he was doing.
He began to lift my hips a little, using his hands to reach under. It felt like a thousand hands. I was really letting myself go. I moved with his every touch. Slowly encouraging his hands to explore. Before our moment went to the next unexpected level.
Slowly, with his touch, he had moved me onto all fours. His hands were exploring everywhere. My body is slippery with oil. My excitement is pulsating inside, and our moment is getting more intense. It was then… I felt it. His excitement was growing. Looking in the mirror to the side, I could see it. erect, hard, and ready, and he had pushed himself against me. He was powerful, and I was weak to his every touch.
Slowly, he began to let the oil drip over my back and down my bottom. Without asking, he let his hands move over both my holes. I was totally exposed and totally at his mercy. I then heard the words, “Can I explore?” I didn’t know what he meant, but by this time I had lost my self-control and simply whispered in a soft, breathless voice, “OK.”
But it was then that I felt it. His excitement was no longer pushing against me. He leaned forward, one hand on my hip, and slowly pressed the tip of his finger against my arse. There was a deep intake of breath. I hadn’t expected it. I’d never done this. He said, “Are you OK?” Was I? I had no idea. But again, the words “of course” slipped out of my mouth.
He gradually began to slip his rock-hard member into my arse with more oil. WOW. OMG. WOW. It felt filthy, thrilling, incredible, naughty, and wrong… but so very right. He was gentle. He eased in. And out. And In. With each movement, slowly letting himself sink deeper inside my hole as I slowly relaxed. In…out…in…out. I was on fire. As I steadied myself with one hand, I moved the other to my clit. Wow. Circling my clit as my newfound client let his rock-hard cock sink in and out of my arse. The sound of his body as he pushed up against me as I listened to his breathing is a memory I adore.
This was the moment I had my first experience of anal sex. Perhaps another time I’ll tell you about Part 2, but let me tell you…Anal sex is no longer off the list. Anal sex is very much on the list! It feels good. OMG, this is a thrill I live for.
In order to receive love, you must first learn to give love. In my latest story I’ll tell you about the importance of sowing love to receive care, tenderness and understanding, compassion and respect. Those who understand and follow this will unlock a life filled with love, positivity, and passion.
So, tell me. Which of you, my beloved followers have thought about the meaning of life? Why do we live? And what is the meaning of life? These are big questions I know, and they can conjure up a lot of deep and meaningful thoughts.
For example. Do we live to earn lots of money? Do we live for glory and success? Perhaps we live for family and our sons? Or maybe your focus is on travel, a successful career, or a healthy relationship with an uplifting sex life? Or do we live to serve God and the people? There are no right or wrong answers here. They are all interesting and provocative questions to ask ourselves.
However, one thing all the above have in common is that they are just one way. The question I will help you answer and understand is what the real meaning of life is and who is the God in which we all believe. Quite simply, this is about love. We all have one thing in common. That is that we live for love. To love and to be loved. There is nothing more precious in this world and we should always hold this dear to our hearts.
The love we give and receive should be altruistic. Remember, God himself is the embodiment of love and we are his creations, his masterpieces and finest works of art. Each of us are one of his pictures and a creation of love of our great creator. Throughout our beautiful lives we should always seek to convey the emotions of our great creator. God said, I am love. So, ask yourself, what can be higher than love. Exactly, nothing. I adore this and use it in all my manifestations. I find it love in everything and everyone and I adore giving and receiving this love. The more I give, the more it returns. It’s self-fulfilling. And remember, without sowing love, you cannot receive love, care, tenderness and understanding, compassion and respect.
There are several types of love: Love for family, love for frinds and love for Phileo or Philia, this is passionate, romantic love Eros: This is the kind of love that gives us goosebumps and makes us lose our minds. This is Eros love, and the purest and brightest kind of love is Agape Love. God’s love altruistic love. This is the love that wants to give without expecting anything in return; this is the love that never stops, regardless of what, from whatever factors and circumstances exist; this is God’s love, Agape.
Remember the proverb that says, “If the grain planted in the ground does not die, then it will remain as one. Each of us, you, and I.” If you want to reap the rewards of something, you must sow the seed into the land. It’s simple, if you want potatoes then first you must plant the potato seed but here after you need to care for that seed. You must provide for them, water them, care for them and nurture them. In providing this love and care you will be rewarded with the healthy crop you dreamed of. But don’t forget, you only get back what you put in. This is the same with the seed as it is with love. If you want a tomato, you must plant to the tomato seed. If you want a watermelon, you must plant the correct seed. This is the meaning of you get back what you put in.
Our relationships are the same as this metaphor. Our relationships are the same as the relationship between the seed and the soil. They take care and require love and lasting attention. We must care for our relationships to help them grow in the same way we would fertilise the soil to help the seed. If your life is built around characteristics of anger, discontent and you treat your peers and subordinates with disdain then you cannot, nor should not expect to reap the benefits from these relationships.
This is something I cannot stress to my lovely readers enough. Remember, what you send it to the universe is what you will get back. Think of it like a boomerang. What you give, is what you get back. So, whether it’s with your friend, your boss or your girlfriend you must always show love, care and attention and take time to nurture those relationships to ensure you fulfil the full potential of your life.
Remember, evil is the centre of distrust and negativity. You will reap benefits not from those people in whom you sowed, but from those people higher than you. Think of your boss or of the people who collect the waste and help service your life. So, always remember, the dream and what you give out, always comes back. Good and bad will always bear fruit.
But simply this all comes back to the act of love. The love you give, will always come back.
Ok, so let me tell you have this wisdom has manifested itself in my life. Let me tell you about one of my clients. He’s a regular. He comes back time and time again and has been a frequent visitor to my salon for several years. Over time, this relationship began to grow and before long he started to visit me at my house. But this was more than someone who just wanted to experience my sensual massage techniques. This was more than someone who wanted to experience my magical hands running over his body. As well as being an expert physio and massage therapist I pride myself on my ability to listen. My ability to also acts as a psychologist. I can listen to my clients’ stories, and their lives for hour upon hour. I can listen to their struggles; I can listen to the dilemmas they face and offer advice this ensure they can see clearly and offer a path forward.
After each of our magical sessions, where my client was often lying breathless in ecstasy, he would always share the same thing. He always had the same, repeat complaint. Issues with his boss, challenges with his wife. He was easily irritated and would get angry with those around him. He was sending out negative waves into the universe but was expecting love, care and attention and compassion back. Here I reminded him of our wonderful proverb. Remember, you only reap the rewards of what you sow I told him. So, here I offered him something magical. Something to help him learn this lesson and transform his life. I offered him something far deeper than the touch of my hands and the warmth of my body. I offered him an act of love.
I handed him a simple stone. Here, I embraced him and held his hands in the warmth of mine. I said, take it. This is your stone of gratitude. Every day, take this stone with you I told him and start thanking the universe for all the good. Each and every day I want you to take a moment to show your love and kindness and thanks to the world. I could see the reaction from him. It took a moment for this to sink in. But with the warmth of my touch and the kind loving look of my eyes staring back into his I could feel this love taking hold of him. I could feel the anger and frustration in his body start to dissipate as he let himself over to my magical touch and empowering words of wisdom.
I told him. Stop those divorce proceedings. Make peace with your boss. Learn to apologise and show love and kindness to those around you. I know this wasn’t easy for him. It was a change. A change in his mindset and his approach. But after a year, he opened. He told me of the transformative impact my psycho-hypnosis had had. This little change had had a big impact on his life. All those nights of listening, of showing my love and compassion had rehabilitated him. I had filled his life with love and affection, and he was doing exactly what I hoped. He was taking this forth and making it part of his own life and sharing it with those around him.
Soon, his situation had changed. His work life was balanced and clam. His home life was filled with love, care and affection. And his once stagnant loveless relationship transformed into one filled with love, passion and desire. The tenderness that my client had shown. This ability to let in love and open up his mind was reaping benefits he could not believe. His life ambition became fulfilled. We have a Ukrainian proverb which I always recall, “The purpose of life for every man is the same. No matter, race, nationality, skin colour, language, or appearance the purpose is to : “Give birth to a son , plant a tree and build a house.”
So have a think. Which of these have you already achieved? Have you already completed all of this? Ask yourself if you’re truly happy and content? If the answer to both these questions is a resounding yes, then you can take comfort in your life and the path you have found. However, if you don’t see yourself in this yet. Please, do not worry. Take time to read my words. Read them once, read them twice and let them sink into your heart and mind. Together me and you , we can fix you. I will help you bring the fire of love, the passion of affection and the tenderness of kindness. Before long you to will be transforming your life. You will be lifted, be happier and you can grow. Let love into your life and let your life be transformed and I will help you.
Who am I?
I am your woman of destiny — a femme fatale born to awaken the deepest parts of your soul.
I won’t just enter your life…
I will transform it.
I will awaken something in you that has been asleep for too long — the part that craves passion, tenderness, and purpose. With just one look, one touch, one month you will never be the same.
Are you ready for this adventure of desire, mystery, and love?
Are you ready to fall — hard — for a woman who will make you feel alive again?
What Awaits You in Our Honeymoon of the Soul:
I give, not ask.
I don’t cling — I inspire.
I don’t demand — I transform.
I am the sunlight your skin has longed for.
A soft, affectionate ray of feminine energy that pierces straight into your heart like a dagger — but with love, not pain.
With me, you’ll feel what it’s like to be desired, honored, and truly adored.
You will experience tenderness, passion, and spiritual harmony — a fusion you’ve never known before.
I won’t just be your lover.
I will be your muse, your healer, your temporary wife — your magnet.
You’ll feel so much care, warmth, and love from me… something you may not have felt even from your mother.
But I warn you — this love is not ordinary.
It will leave a mark on your soul.
Once I touch your life, you’ll crave me again and again.
You’ll never want to let go.
What You’ll Gain from Our Sacred Bond (Even if for a Month):
1. You will fall in love.
And when a man falls in love, he unlocks a sexual energy so powerful, it can move mountains.
Your whole reality will shift. Business, health, relationships — all begin to align with ease.
2. You will attract blessings.
Because love is the greatest force in the universe. Even the Bible, the Quran, and the Talmud all agree on one thing —
God is Love.
To open your heart to love is to open your life to God’s power and grace.
3. You will see life differently.
With me by your side, you’ll discover new paths, new joy, and solutions to problems that have haunted you for years.
4. You will be rebuilt as a man.
Because I will not just enter your bed —
I will enter your spirit.
I will mold, guide, and help you rise like never before.
What Is Mahr? Why Does It Matter?
In Islam, “Mahr” is the sacred gift a man offers his woman — not in words, but in action.
It is a symbol of true respect, honor, and commitment.
I ask for nothing but that: to be treated as sacred — with honor and desire.
Because true love is not in promises, but in what you do.
The Invitation:
I invite you — not just into my body,
but into my world.
I ask only one thing:
Trust me.
Fall for me.
Let me change your life.
Book me as your temporary wife for one sacred month,
and watch how your heart opens, your life transforms,
and the man you always wanted to be — finally awakens.
I am Lisa — your Femme Fatale, your guiding flame, your unforgettable love.
Take my hand and begin this passionate journey!
My answer: I strive to be the ideal wife in every sense, aiming to fulfill the role of a dream wife. When you consider the price over several hours—whether for a night, day, or even a week or month—you’ll find that it’s actually very reasonable for the level of service and attention I provide. My focus is on long-term bookings, ranging from one day to a few months, where I offer the complete temporary wife experience.
2. Do you do car meets/car fun?
My answer: Yes, I’m happy to do car meets or car fun. The price is the same as for an outcall.
3. What would you recommend? How many hours should I book to get the full range of services?
To fully enjoy all the services I offer, I recommend booking me for overnight or anywhere from 24 hours to one week together as a temporary husband and wife .This will ensure a complete, relaxed experience without any rush.
4. Can I take you to a swingers’ party, dates, or other social outings like a pub, restaurant, cinema, museum, or shopping?
My answer: Yes, I’m happy to escort you to swingers’ parties, such as TG or KK parties in London. I also enjoy being your companion for dates at restaurants, museums, or shopping. As a fashion model, I will dress in designer outfits from world-renowned brands. I also love wearing AP lingerie, latex, PVC, and fetish wear.
For a limited time, I’m offering a Lunch, Dinner, and Date experience for £1,000 with no time limits. You will enjoy my intelligent and classy company, whether it’s morning, lunch, or dinner—worldwide. Book me now with just a 10% deposit.
5. What do you offer that makes the temporary wife experience special?
My answer: I focus on creating a deep emotional and intimate connection, blending the roles of a loving partner and a professional therapist. My Temporary Wife experience offers a full range of services tailored to your desires and needs, whether you’re looking for companionship, intimacy, or a balance of both. I ensure that my clients feel respected, appreciated, and fulfilled throughout our time together.
6. How do I contact you or book your services?
My answer: To book me:
• Contact me via WhatsApp with the following details:
• Date ,Time and Duration
• Any other preferences or specific requests after deposit
Booking is secured with a 10% deposit.
7. Is it safe to send a deposit? What are my payment options?
My answer: Yes, it’s safe to send a deposit, and I value my reputation highly, ensuring reliabilityand discretion. A small deposit helps secure your time and guarantees that I can prepare for our booking. You can pay via PayPal, Bank Transfer, Wise Transfers, Revolut, or Amazon vouchers.
8. How can I ensure my privacy? Is your house discreet?
My answer: Yes, I guarantee your privacy and discretion. My house is very discreet, with available parking, allowing you to arrive unnoticed.
9. Do you regularly get tested, and what measures do you take for safety?
My answer: Yes, I take my health seriously. I undergo monthly STI tests and take PrEP daily for additional protection. I can provide test results during our meeting for your peace of mind.
10. Can I trust that you provide all the services listed on your website? Are you originally Ukrainian? Do you truly offer everything described in your three experiences and the “Enjoy” list? Do you really work 24 hours, 7 days a week? Are you fully independent and self-managed? Why is pre-booking important?
My answer: Yes, I am originally from Ukraine and now a proud British citizen. I truly work 24 hours, 7 days a week. However, I do not live at my workplace, so I require some time to arrange travel to my massage studio or outcall location.
You can absolutely trust that everything listed on my website — including all MyExperience package and the “Enjoy” list — is 100% real. I take great pride in being honest, transparent, and reliable. Every detail accurately reflects the services I provide.
Yes, I am fully independent and self-managed. I personally handle all communication, bookings, and appointments to ensure complete discretion, quality, and authenticity.
Pre-booking is important because it allows me to properly organize my time, prepare for your session, and provide you with the highest level of personalized service and attention.
11. Can I host a party and bring anything I like?
My answer: Yes, you’re welcome to bring anything you’d like, and we can have an unforgettable party together.
12. Are there any services you don’t provide, and what turns you off?
My answer: I do not provide services if:
1. You send me nude photos without prior conversation.
2. You haven’t read my website and ask questions that are already answered there. You do not provide clear booking details.
3. You request video calls.
Please be respectful of my time and energy by reading my website fully before Contacting me . I’m more than happy to answer any relevant questions once you’re ready to proceed with booking.
13. I’m interested in becoming your Temporary Husband. What does that entail?
My answer: To begin a Temporary Husband arrangement, I suggest booking me for traveling together on a holiday. After our first trip together you will receive a 25% discount on my Temporary Wife experience, which will remain available to you permanently. Let’s discuss all the details during our time together.
14. Can I book you again if I canceled a previous booking?
My answer: Yes, I require a 10% deposit for all bookings to secure my time. This ensures that I can prepare for our time together, especially if there have been previous cancellations.
15. Can you offer half-price bookings for 24-hour or travel experiences?
My answer: Yes, I offer half-price bookings on special occasions, like my birthday on the 17th of this month. This offer is available for 24-hour bookings or holiday trips.
16. Question:
We are a couple (M+F/MM). Are we expecting to receive all types of professional and erotic massages, as well as caressing and sexual services for both myself and my girlfriend?
My answer: Yes, absolutely! I am happy to provide all of this with natural affection. I love making love with couples and threesomes (FM & MM), which is one of my favorites. I’m naturally bisexual and have extensive experience in sexual relationships with both women and men. In fact, this is one of my biggest turn-ons and specialties. No one in the UK can provide better massages or lesbian love than I can. I’m a professional, I know exactly what I’m doing, and I guarantee that you will be fully satisfied.
17. Question:
It turns me on to watch us in the mirror during a massage and intimate session. Do you have air conditioning, medical equipment for spinal traction, muscle treatments, light therapy, reflexology, a TV, and relaxing music?
My answer: Yes, absolutely! My chic and clean massage studio is equipped with a full wall mirror so you can fully enjoy the view during our sessions. I also have air conditioning, medical devices for spinal traction, muscle treatment tools, light therapy, reflexology equipment, a TV, and relaxation music—all designed to ensure you feel comfortable and relaxed, especially for longer bookings.
PRICE & TIME PACKAGES
| Price For In Call / Out Call | Prices specified in GBP (British Pound) |
| 15 minutes | £300 |
| 30 minutes | £400 |
| 45 minutes | £450 |
| 1 hour | £500 |
| 1.5 hours | £750 |
| 2 hours | £900 |
| 2.5 hours | £1,050 |
| 3 hours | £1,200 |
| 4 hours | £1,500 |
| 5 hours | £1,800 |
| 6 hours | £2,000 |
| 10 hours | £2,500 |
| Overnight | £2,500 |
| 1 Day | £3,000 |
| 2 Days | £4,000 |
| 3 Days | £5,000 |
| 5 Days | £7,000 |
| 7 Days | £10,000 |
| 10 Days | £12,000 |
| 1 Month | £25,000 |
| 2 Months | £40,000 |
| 3 Months | BEST OFFER - £50,000 |
