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Happy Halloweenies!

Sunday, October 31st, 2010

Hello Gentlemen –

Well, as  some of you might have known or noticed, this year I had been lacking in my Halloween holiday spirit. But I found some! In the form of a really cute Ninja Turtle costume 🙂 I didn’t buy one, since I already have enough shiny green spandex to cover a whole army of crime fighting mutant reptiles, assorted colors of shiny eyemasks and bandannas, martial arts equipment, and thigh high purple suede boots. Go figure, I even had a shell  – it was obviously destiny, lol. I’m Donatello this year, and I recruited a bad ass Raphaella, but I can’t seem to get my dog to get along with her splinter costume… she’s not really the festive sort, at least until people start breaking out the candy.

I’d stay and chat, but I’m going to have to shimmy into some skin tight clothing and get out of here soon, so… enjoy some videos 🙂


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The Kiss-and-Tell Tutorial

Thursday, October 21st, 2010

Hello Gentlemen –

Happy Halloween! I just finished watching the bulk of colored leaves fall from the trees, and am looking forward to once again sailing down my country roads at normal country speeds. For those of you live in areas un-scenic enough to be free of Sunday Drivers, consider yourselves lucky. Somehow, the quick onset of fall has pushed me into a rather un-festive mood  this holiday season – I have no Halloween parties planned, and have not yet bought a single costume (but a sincere thank you for all the new ones that came in early this year… I don’t think anything is going to top the latex nurse outfit this year, lol). I bought a pumpkin at the store today, but can’t figure out what I want to carve it into… *sigh*. I did get my share of fall fun this weekend, hiking up in the Berkshires with my puppy and decompressing at the spa the day before and after. I failed to make any new culinary discoveries, but I did find out that someone in the boondocks is making a rather fine gin! I’ll have to make sure to try some next time I head out to Bash Bish so that I can share some with my friends while it’s in season. It’s a shame… my tongue is more interested in more seasonal spirits (thanks for that too, btw), but that gin definitely deserves more than one exploratory sip.

Not sure how to broach this particular topic, since I generally tend to be a woman of flowery speech and the delicate turn of a phrase… however I realize that there a few things that I have yet to expressly state to many of you, and while the majority of you are attentive enough to me to act intuitively in line with my wishes, I occasionally encounter a man who’s intentions eclipse my implications entirely. That’s all well and good, I like my men with balls, lol. Getting what you want is fine by me, so long as you get it how I want you to. In this particular case, I’m talking about something you’ll rarely find me saying much about – review boards.

I’m not really one to kiss and tell… and I’m told by many of you that I’m all the more valued for this virtue. While many of the men who volunteer to review me have nothing but the most pleasant, generous intentions (there is always the occasional asshole who thinks that the threat of a poor review is going to make me want to be more intimate with them. Go figure), attention is not really what I’m after in this lifestyle. First and foremost, while I’m sure you feel safe and secure with me, let’s not forget how our activities measure up against societal standards. I’m all for the libertine lifestyle, and perhaps you are as well. Perhaps you’re even lucky enough to have no encumbrances  to hide your indulgences from! Whoever you are and however you live, please do remember that as long as you’re in the land of the free, we’ve got some voyeurism going on. The uncomfortable kind. To put it bluntly, I really don’t need you to post a dirty story to give Big Brother a hard on for me. I really do appreciate the gesture, but when you’re with me, I have all the attention I want.

Secondly, while I can understand that any available service needs to be examined by the discerning shopper, I don’t really consider myself to be a Jiffy Lube. If a particular man and I click in such a way that I feel an urge to indulge in some activities in which I sense he has a strong craving and considerable skills for, then I’m going to go where the chemistry takes me. I don’t argue with science, lol. However, I don’t want to be subject to the rudeness that ensues when Mr. Awkward and Self-Entitled comes in and demands pages 20-25 of the Karma Sutra because he read a fantasy story somewhere online that I did something like that with Mr. Debonair. Furthermore, I’ve been seeing some of you for the better half of the decade. If, after 3-4 years I decide that I trust you enough to test out a few kinks, I don’t need a public summary of our wild ride posted so that every kink-curious loser comes to me to try and learn the ropes. In other words, with me there is no “menu”, there are no ratings, and aside from YMMV, there are no friggin’ acronyms. So quit raving about my “authentic” attitude and just relax and have a real good time.

Third… this one’s the hard one, as I’m not sure whether or not I’m just b*tching here now, lol. While I’ve met so many men in this life that I enjoy *immensely* (my life is seriously so much better for the knowing you guys, it’s been so much fun), public outbursts also bring the attention of men that I could really do without, men who no doubt would have hit on lower hanging fruit if I just kept the low profile I usually like to. Complaining is a habit I try hard to resist… I believe my point is best summed up by the following email, which surprisingly is the most coherent of the 63 I got in the 4 hours after my latest review was posted –

I am a professional and have been looking at your site and reading  some of your very nice reviews.  I’m wondering if you may be doing incall service this afternoon.  I am going to be online for a short period of time so hope you get this soon.  I can provide references if you are interested and have some time.

While this message may be comprised of complete sentences, it also demonstrates that while the man has read all of my fascinating reviews (an achievement which he is pleased to announce! I on the other hand, only read the first one) he has obviously read *none* of my site (just looking at it, eh?). Of course, he hasn’t had time, this afternoon is coming right up! Whatever day *that* was, lol. If only he had caught me on that other sunny afternoon where I was sitting in a hotel (in any city apparently – he didn’t state where he was)  staring at my email inbox waiting for a generic sounding email to roll in with no verifiable information in it, he so would have made my day. So boys, sorry to break it to you, but most of your audience doesn’t really appreciate the depth of your literary skill. Don’t waste your talents on undeserving eyes – submit to literotica instead 🙂

I’m not totally against the entire practice… after all, caveat emptor. If you want to get your two free weeks access to other people’s dirty secrets, who am I to stop you? I think I would be slightly overstepping my bounds to tell you what to do with your memories, but don’t expect me to be as thrilled with your latest literary achievement as I was with that Cognac! If you *are* going to kiss and tell, please remember to leave the pillow talk on the pillow. My name is Madame X, and I’m a lady of erotic interests and prurient pleasures. If, somewhere during the course of our encounter, we speak of things that are deeper than just carnal conversation (I do like dirty talk), then leave that where it lies. I hope my words aren’t too delicate to hold up the importance of my point here – If you do have to say anything, than just say what’s relevant to the platform you’re presenting to. Respect my privacy, and do justice to the good man I assume you are when we meet.

As with all of my less-than-positive posts, this really has nothing to do with most of you, probably none of you at all – I just had to get it off my chest. Now, back to the pages of one-line emails telling me how hot I am, asking me if I do 5 minutes sessions, and wondering when I’ll be in Athens…

Oh, but before I go, I should tell you that I’ll be in San Francisco soon, LA shortly thereafter, and I’ll be posting some new photos in the gallery. The green ones. They totally look like I put my camera on a tripod and jumped around on the bed, because that’s pretty much exactly what happened. Authentic? I’d say so 🙂 I did screw around with the color channels a little bit, I was trying to enhance the green. You’ll see.

~Mme X~


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The Allure of Opera

Sunday, August 29th, 2010

Hello Gentlemen –

Of course, best wishes for you as always! This summer has been spectacular, and I’m looking forward to taking in the last of it before I have to get ready to settle into September. Still, I have a few things coming together that will have me looking forward to fall. Another visit to Worcester, some time in Chicago (although I may have to abbreviate that visit, as I’ve got some things that I can’t leave unattended in Boston) and we’ll have to see what else! Keep an eye on my calendar 🙂

While I have to admit that I don’t much care for opera (at least recorded opera, I’ve been to a few shows that I have actually enjoyed watching… and I’m told that when handled the right way I can be quite a singer myself, if you’d like to treat yourself to such a performance), I also have to admit to myself that I do have a penchant for opera gloves. I’m forced to face this fact looking at my underwear drawer – I have many pairs, ranging from the basic black (and thank you for those, btw, as I now have velvet, suede *and* satin) all the way through to neon green lace. So many in fact, that they’re beginning to crowd out my panties… I’m on the lookout for a caddy for them, so that they can perhaps hang nicely next to my shoe collection (and thank you for those too!).

A generous gentleman recently questioned me as to the allure of opera gloves – and honestly, aside from acknowledging their inherent and undeniable sexiness, I hadn’t really given the matter much thought. Most of my own personal enjoyment comes from the tactile sensations of satin or velvet against my skin while I touch myself… and I do enjoy sharing those feelings with whoever I decide to touch! I’m a woman of simple pleasures 🙂

The visual impact of gloves is also tremendous. As most of you probably already know and have witnessed first hand, I’m an avid stocking enthusiast. Opera gloves are like stockings for arms! While I’m frequently complimented on my long ladylike fingers (and to answer your unspoken question, I have no idea where to begin on a piano – I imagine my hands were given to me to make me more adept at typing) I also like the way they look in gloves, and often try to coordinate my legwear and armwear if I’m going out for an evening of exhibition. Stockings and gloves –  a fun way to indulge in the pleasures of lingerie without hiding any of the juicy bits.

Of course, in the right situations, gloves can mean so much more. The sight of them invokes thoughts of sophistication and elegance, confidence and control. While wearing gloves, a woman can touch you *without actually touching you*… after all, her skin never touched yours. She initiated contact, but there is no real touch. She could slap you, and never actually feel the impact herself. Denying the sensation of real skin keeps control in the hands of the wearer and wielder of the gloves, and such an element of impersonality in an otherwise intimate setting can be eerily erotic at times (if you like screwing around with strangers – and it shouldn’t surprise you that I do!). Power dynamics may not be your thing, but at least we can all agree that gloves are beautiful 🙂

And then it gets really kinky 🙂 I’m not saying that it’s something I do often or all the time, but I have, in the past (probably in the future as well) been to (at least) a *few* orgies. It’s a great time, depending on what you’re in the mood for. The thing I like most about group sex is that you can get whatever you’re in the mood for, and leave all the worries of what other people want to whoever else wants to do whatever that is. Ultimate indulgence! However, as easy as it is to lose yourself in the moment as many times as possible, it’s also important to remember your responsibility to yourself. Safety first! In addition to the more mundane methods, I like to spice things up with a pair of latex opera gloves. Much sexier than the dime a dozen alternative, don’t you think? It’s a shame though – I lost my last pair, and a beautiful black vibrator, at a ridiculously mind blowing event in CT. It was well worth it, though – of that I have no doubts. I started out with an amazingly hot Brazilian couple who had just moved startlingly close to me (I didn’t want to weird them out and tell them that I knew their neighbors quite well), and via a hot tub, stripper pole, spanking paddle, and pool table, found myself in the morning with a really nice Italian girl who was sporting a red dress and a spectacular rack. Along the way, I picked up the best relationship counselor ever (a marriage counselor by profession, who *really* enjoys helping lesbians work out their problems… go figure), and overall had a fantastic time. Would I do it again? Get me another pair of latex gloves, and find out 🙂

~Mme X~


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Sweet Seduction

Tuesday, April 6th, 2010

Hello Gentlemen –

Hope you all enjoyed your Easter! Even if you don’t believe in Zombie Christ (I’m Catholic, so yes I proudly worship the undead messiah, thank you very much), it was still a beautiful day to be enjoyed by all :) And glad to say that it just keeps getting better! I stopped by one of my favorite place to get lost today, and spent a good part of the afternoon being relieved that spring rain is at least 15x warmer than fall rain, which means I can now enjoy a walk regardless of precipitation. Besides, if the rain gets really heavy out there, there’s a silent movie theater to run to. A great way to wait out any storm! That’s my second favorite movie theater to go to, after the skinema in Hartford.

I love to go get lost… nowhere is a wonderful place to be, and I enjoy having no one around to prevent me from feeling the freedom of anonymity. Of course, it’s possible to still explore a different version of that same circumstance while running through megatropolis – such as NY. Only once, in all my thousands of trips down to the subway have I ever actually run into someone I knew (subway musicians don’t count!) and I’m told even that is quite the anomaly! And btw, I’ll be back in the city the week after next (4/18 – 4/20), looking forward to running through streets full of strangers… and maybe tracking down a few of my favorite friends as well :) I missed going to the Met last time – instead, I chose to oggle naked modern art.

Speaking of naked modern art! I know it’s incredibly impolite to kiss and tell, but a girl can’t be a lady all the time… and so I have to tell you gentlemen (who I know would *never* submit to such an uncouth urge as to tell everyone on the internet what you did with whom) at least a little bit about the torrid tryst that I shared with my hot Dominican girl :) She’s not my girlfriend, she’s barely even a friend these days as our work schedules seem to conspire to keep us in separate cities – I hadn’t seen her for nearly a year! Luckily, I have a fetish for sleeping with strangers, lol. I didn’t waste a minute thinking about the time gone by, and apparently neither did she.

One thing I love about her is that she is incredibly kinky, and fortunately we have quite a few kinks in common. Of course, her wild spontaneous attitude helped to win me over as well, never mind her fantastic ass! I had waited patiently in the city most of the week  until she returned from a business trip to another city, and on Friday night I finally got her call. She asked me if I wanted to go out to someplace nice where we could really show ourselves off – but when I pressed for details as to where she was planning for us to go and what we might do there, it became clear that she wasn’t actually intending to leave the house once I got there! I figured that left me a little bit of liberty and decided to dress for fun rather than functionality… and put on a candy bikini 🙂 I also made sure to wrap up my candy whip and take it along as well, if for no other reason besides it’s inherent deliciousness! To cover up all my naughtiness, I put on a risque-but-still-respectable dress, a pair of peeptoe pumps with heels only slightly higher than normal, and a pair of feathered fake eyelashes which took me nearly an hour to put on straight. The ridiculous things we do to impress girls, right? Once I arrived at her place though, I was so happy I put in the extra effort, as she clearly had as well – gold lipstick and a leather bustier which I soon found out was covering up some carefully applied gold nipple gloss.

We happily greeted each other, and almost immediately after our initial embrace she declared that I was stressed out from travel, and that she should relax me with a massage and warm glass… which I’ll admit *was* quite relaxing. I had had it in my head on the way up there that I was going to ask to take her out to dinner, but before I even had a chance she was already on to desert, taking cartons of green apple and blackberry sorbet out of the freezer and hot fudge syrup out of the microwave, and before I knew it we had made sundaes out of each other and eaten as much as we could 🙂 I spent most of the next day in the shower with her while we washed chocolate out of our hair (above and below, lol) but I certainly wouldn’t want to complain about that either!

~Mme X~


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William Wycherley said it best!

Wednesday, October 14th, 2009

Hello Gentlemen –

Hope your fall has been going well, and hopefully just as good as mine has been so far! Really though, positive thinking is key – there’s just so many horrible things going on in the world that make my life look like a utopia by comparison… it’s unfortunate. But I love my life, and do what I can to improve the lives of others… let’s see what a few hours alone in a room with me can do for improving your outlook on life!

And, just so you know, I’m now single. Happily! Even though there are no hard feelings concerning my former attachment (or at least I hope not, I can only speak for myself?), I’m glad to be open and free without obligations, able to visit whatever strip clubs I want with no remorse – and eagerly awaiting your invitation to meet you and your lady of choice for an exciting FMF escapade 🙂 I could go on, but the feeling is best summed up by the following –

“Next to the pleasure of finding a new mistress is that of being rid of an old one.”

~ William Wycherley

I’m sure a few of you fine gentlemen understand my sentiments exactly – there’s something so nice about having no one to answer to, even if they never really questioned you to begin with. The only regret I have is that I missed a *killer* post-production party on Saturday night while having “the talk” with my now-ex. I spent all of my 14 hour shift on Monday night hearing about how awesome it was – the projectors shooting vintage horror movies against the walls, the extensive raw bar, and even the jello-wrestling match that I so would have loved to roll around for. The guy who was throwing the party is a bit more than a tiny bit into me… but I never screw around on the job, lol. I learned the Letterman lesson a *long* time ago!

Luckily though, Halloween is coming, and I’ll have my chance to party more than enough to replace what I missed this weekend. I’ll be in Manchester for most of Halloween week and weekend, and bringing a gazillion costumes with me… yeah, I get really really festive in October, and really anytime through the year that the mood strikes me 🙂 So far, I’ve got the standbys – naughty nurse, sexy schoolgirl, French maid, erections officer – and a few new ones. I just picked up a gold Boxer outfit (I got it for the gloves really) a la Million Dollar Baby, which I plan on wearing ringside to my friend’s MMA match in a week or two. I hope I don’t distract him – I’d hate for him to take a hit on my account! His girlfriend is extremely sexy as well, so I’m sure he’s used to having to force concentration on something other than hot chicks bouncing around enthusiastically and cheering for him 🙂

If by some chance *you* are in the Manchester area, and would like to have me treat you to a few of my tricks, you’re welcome to get in touch. Happy Halloween!

~Mme X~