The Mystery of Madame X

Hello Gentlemen –

I added a new gallery to the photos page, go ahead and take a look. What do you think?

I was actually on the fence about posting those photos… not simply because some of them portray the questionable act of vandalism (in my defense that spray can was empty, I found it on the tracks), but because it’s a little out of the ordinary of what I’ve posted here so far, and certainly out of the ordinary from what you might find on the usual site of a lady of the night…

(That, and the photo quality is a little off. We do what we can, right?)

No need to flatter me with feigned exclusivity, I know that you roll around the internet like a normal red blooded male (or female) and check out other women’s websites. I’m sure you’re immediately drawn to the photos page, where within a few clicks you can admire some beauty… and perhaps you’re comforted by seeing the cute girls curled up in a bed in the usual boudoir fashion, or dressed to the nines in an evening dress as if to prove to you how comfortable they would be rubbing elbows with the elite at your next charity gala. Or, perhaps you’re bored with all that? I know I am!

Not that I don’t roll around in bed regularly, or clean up well and converse formidably at black tie events (I will allow myself one pat on the back and say that I’m better than many in that regard), but I certainly don’t need pictures to prove it. I’m a complete woman, and while I do roll from the boardroom to the bedroom to the ballroom on a regular basis, I go a lot of places in between, and that’s what I’d like to show you 🙂

No doubt you do to. You know that you’re much more than just your occupation, you’ve got interests outside of work. Well, so do I, not that that would ever shock a thinking man. One of my interests is shooting artistic photos (and video, but I haven’t posted any… yet) whenever I get the chance.

Most of them don’t get seen here, for a few reasons. First off, at this point I am almost certain that I have more photos of myself than I’ll ever see. I edit very little, because I don’t have time for more. Second, while I know that depending on what the camera does for me on any given day I can look really sexy, I don’t really do most of my photoshoots *trying* to look sexy. Most of the time, I’m shooting art for art’s sake. Sure, that sounds pretentious, and on some level I bet it is. I even have photos of myself wearing a raspberry beret, for chrissakes, so I know I hit the pretentious artist vibe often 🙂

Most times though, I’m just trying to have fun. I do have a lot of fun! Rolling around in the mud, tangling myself up in strings of pearls, and running through the woods with reckless abandon like the woodnymph I wish I was. I’ll happily get down and dirty in the name of artistic expression (or for no good reason at all) any day. I know you love a dirty girl, don’t you? I guess you’ll just have to take my word for it that I clean up pretty well too, lol.

Seriously though, about this last batch of photos… too much for you all? Are they quirky in a sexy kind of way, or just too crazy for the ultra-refined attitude of this lifestyle? Should I stick to yet another set of shots of me in a hotel bed, or show off my latest Ralph Lauren evening gown… or would you guys rather see me as I really am, running up and down the train tracks wearing black vinyl?

I figure that if you really want to see what I look like in bed, you could always invite me into yours 🙂

~Mme X~

Hello Gentlemen –

So I was looking (for no particular reason mind you… other than pure desperation) and flights from Portsmouth to FL right now are only $160 round trip. I’m *very* tempted…and jealous that Alaska is reaching record high temperatures this year!

As far as global warming is concerned, I do believe New England is getting the short end of the stick right now. Boo.

On the upside, this winter I have spent plenty of time enjoying my fluffy black bathrobe, and made good use of that crazy mini-spree when I simply *had* to have dozens of pairs of thigh high sweater socks. How are all of you faring this winter?

In addition to bundling up with the contents of my closet, I’ve been giving some thought to letting my natural fur coat grow in down below 🙂 Some of you are probably shaking your head and wondering why, others are probably shaking your head and wondering why I’d consider anything else. Well, let me tell you a little bit of history about my pubic hair.

I don’t really make too much mention of it here (there’s been a couple of crazy fan boys, it’s a shame. they’re the bane of the adult industry), but for those of you that have known me for a while, you may remember that I *am* a professional model. Well, times have changed me, and I can’t change time and all that, so I don’t do as much of it as I used to as more academic interests of mine have taken over. However, I do take assignments fairly often, so long as the time+money+awesome=yes equation balances out well. Basically, if the project and crew look like fun, and there’s enough money in it to distract me from the other work that I really ought to be doing instead, then I’m down for it!

And what does that have to do with pubic hair, you might ask? Well, it’s complicated.

Some of my projects are very artistic in nature. For example, last summer I was commissioned to do a gallery piece displaying my full, curly bush, and shaving it off – a series of 20 pictures, meant to show the evolution of the construct of female sexuality between the 70’s and now. It looks more awesome than it sounds (and it occurs to me that I never posted the pictures here, I suppose I could dig them up), and of course the whole thing came with a nice quick trip to Cali and enough money to pay for shipping home all the things I bought while I was in K-town.

Some projects… well, I consider them artistic, but I’m sure many people might consider them glorified porn. Most of my best work gets shipped to Japan, a place I’ve never been, and I’m told that I’ve built quite a following there. No more talk of that, before the urge to scour google overcomes you… but honestly, you *had* to have figured out by now that I’m a little bit of a freak, right? Don’t worry, we can work out our kinks together 🙂

Anyway, not to beat around the bush, I was contacted earlier this week for an assignment that lies somewhere on the art/porn spectrum, and requires a full, natural bush. The kind you can run your fingers through, bury your face in, and pet like a cute little kitty 🙂 Unfortunately, for me to grow out *that* level of under-afro is going to take at least a month, quite possibly two or even three… and I just don’t know if I want to do that. I guess it’s just the fear of commitment.

Of course, the other factors are all in line, but no trip to Cali this time unfortunately. Fortunately, the producer is conveniently located in the place where Madame X made her first appearance, in the land of awesome unshaven hippie chicks like myself – Western MA 🙂 So, if I sign, I’ll have plenty of reasons to show off my dressed-to-impress pubic region at all of my old diving spots, which I am looking forward to. But still, I suppose I have some remnants of my 90’s counterculture attitude in me, and rules bug me out. I really don’t mind not shaving, lol, but not being *allowed* to shave? Hmm… I take orders in the bedroom (when I feel like it, lol), and absolutely nowhere else.

Right now, the contract is blank, and it keeps sliding to the side of my desk. It’s got to either get signed or get out of here. How do you all feel about pubic hair? Is this a golden opportunity to get paid to get reacquainted with my natural state of being, or is it going to get really annoying to not be able to wear a bikini until June?

Honestly, I’m not sure whether or not I’d be surprised to know how much time you spend thinking about my pussy, I’m really not 🙂 But, if you could think about it briefly and let me know your thoughts about my hidden hairstyle, I’d greatly appreciate it 🙂

As it stands now, I’m in the soft and fuzzy stage, and I’ll be in Springfield MA early next week from the 2nd to the 4th. I’d love to see some of my old friends welcome me home! It’s been a while. Depending on how things go and what I decide to do with this piece of paper here, Springfield could start seeing a lot more of me (and some more hair on me, lol) for a while!

Western MA is an amazing place, I swear 🙂 Lucky for you, my occasional partner in crime Kassidy is going to be heading out there as well. If you think you could use a little extra hot chocolate to warm you up this winter, then I *definitely* suggest you find some time to slide in between us 🙂

Hmm… and what else? I’ll be out at the casino for V Day weekend, in case any of you are feeling romantic 🙂 And Albany again in March… you may want to check the calendar to see what else winter has in store for us, as well as join my mailing list for a more in depth forecast.

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Hello Gentlemen –

Apparently, some things are just not meant to be… such as my trip to DC.

I had already booked my flight and made a few night’s reservations at an ultra awesome ultra modern hotel in Dupont Circle. I had already confirmed a party reservation and a few more intimate social engagements for my stay. Most importantly, I had already called ahead to the Freer Gallery of Art to arrange for the viewing of some mid 13th century Spanish portraits that I had read about… today I called to cancel that appointment 🙁

Why? Because on Monday, I did something unbelievably stupid, yet (in my opinion) totally understandable. The weather was far too gorgeous to sit inside, so I went with some friends to go check out our favorite diving spots up north a bit. Even though the water is amazingly cold, the sun was also amazingly hot, so guess which idiot could not resist the temptation to take the first dive of the season off of the Kancamagus? I’ll give you a hint – the same idiot who hit an underwater tree branch and sliced open her foot. Good thing I keep a suture kit in the trunk!

The cut certainly isn’t the prettiest thing to look at, but then again my foot wasn’t the prettiest thing about my body  – I hope we can all agree on that! Anyway, it doesn’t look like there’s going to be any permanent damage beyond the cosmetic. I’m trying to be good and not stay on it too much (that’s the closest I’ll ever get to keeping off it, lol) , so a 10 hour stroll around the Smithsonian is definitely not a good idea right now, nor is the epic trek through most airports. Neither is going out for more hiking and diving… what a boring week! I wish I had some company to liven up this bedrest thing :/

Sorry, DC. It looks like I’m going to have to take *yet another* rain check!

Philly, on the other hand, is shaping up to be a fantastic trip 🙂 Even though I’m there half for business (I got suspected of naked video conferencing one too many times I suppose, and now they want to make me physically go into the office out there so that I have to get dressed), I’ve arranged ample free time for my pleasure, and would love to devote a few hours to your pleasure as well 🙂

It also looks like I’ll be there a little longer than I originally anticipated, so please take a look at the calendar – you’ll note that I’m now going to be in Philly until the 21st 🙂 I’m hoping that gives me enough time to make an appointment at the Museum to see some of the rarer Rodin statues, something which I was surprised to find that Philly has quite a lot of. I’ve had Rodin kicking around the back of my mind since I reread Stranger in a Strange Land a few months ago… I like Rodin. Yes, we’re all aware of The Thinker, but I’m more excited to see the beautiful female portrait that he created as The Thought, which is locked away in the basement of the museum. I’m not usually into sculpture at all, but Rodin’s work is all very vibrant, with a quick, purposeful grace that captivates so thoroughly that the details don’t matter.

Don’t worry, I’m not going to bore you with pictures of fine French sculpture and just leave you hanging without some porn 🙂

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The rest of the movie’s pretty hot too, so here you go!

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Hello Gentlemen –

Hope you’re off enjoying your summer – It’s already August, so grab the warm weather while it lasts! It’s going by way too fast for me… all registered for classes in the fall, I can barely believe it. I’m actually enjoying school this time around (though this particular semester doesn’t look like it will be one of the most exciting), but I know that the first day of school is followed by the first frost, then the first snow, and then a whole bunch of miserable 🙁

Luckily, there’s still a little bit of distance between then and now (plus a little getaway I’ve planned to steal some last-minute sun out West when it starts getting cool around here) which leaves us just enough time to stock up on steamy memories to keep us warm all winter! I’ve been spending plenty of time in Portsmouth, Western MA, Hartford and a few other not-too-exotic locations which may or may not be posted on the calendar, depending on the nature of the trip… and I’m often off on a whim, so it’s always best to shoot me an email if you’d like to pin me down for a while. And I certainly would enjoy that! I’ve been extra horny lately, and masturbation can only do so much.

Actually masturbation can do an awful lot, so much so that I’m afraid of overdoing it! When I was in middle school, one of my friends (and a wonderful musician, which is why this story is so scary), ended up with terrible carpal tunnel and a tennis elbow on his left arm, and had to give up music for half the year as a result. Such a critical year too, right when the prep schools start courting… I felt terrible for him. I really didn’t think anything of it, even though I was totally unaware that he played tennis and could have sworn he was right handed. He was in an arm sling for weeks, hoping that he would heal in time for the concert season. His doctor had strictly forbidden video games, and so I was lounging around bored in his room, totally *not* playing Zelda on N64, when his sister walked by the door on her way out.

“Oh, you’ve finally got a girl over!” I was such a tomboy, it was rare in those days someone would look at me as a girl, “Good, maybe she can take over for a while until your wrist heals.” I might have been a little naive back then, but I wasn’t *that* dumb… I got it. Mostly from seeing how red my friend got.

From then forward, I’ve been terribly afraid of masturbating myself into tendonitis! I’ve gotten all sorts of toys and contraptions to give me a more ergonomic angle on my private parts, and believe me they do work well 🙂 However, there’s something about the feel of my own skin that I just have to have every now and again… and often… and I worry that my moments of bliss will leave me in constant pain if I keep getting into it like I have in the past.

No, I’m not asking for a chastity belt (that would be torture for *both* of us, wouldn’t it?) and I’m only kind of looking for more toys (though one of those long handled percussion massagers would be insanely intense!), but I did spend the gloomier part of this afternoon searching the internet for safer and more stimulating masturbation techniques. Seems women don’t talk about masturbation all that much… less talk / more action I suppose 🙂 I few googles in, I stumbled upon LetsMasturbate.com. Aptly named, it’s devoted to solo sex. I landed on the female section and there’s a few goodies mixed in with the run of the mill fruits/veggies/electric toothbrush tips. Here’s my favorite, but mostly for the clear explicit instructions than the novelty of the approach, as this is constantly on my to-do-again list –

Take an AC-powered vibrator to your clit, a battery powered anal stimulator with an attached controller and a nice, fat, long dildo.  Tease your clit with the electric vibrator (they’re the best).  When sufficiently juiced up, lube the anal vibe and stick in your ass slowly while working you clit with the electric vibe. Don’t turn on the anal vibrator on just yet.  Relax and enjoy the feeling of having your ass penetrated.  Continue working your clit.  Then, slowly work the dildo in and out while working your clit with the electric vibe.  I like to occasionally suck my own juices off the dildo and then stick it back in.  When you feel your orgasm approaching, I like to turn on the anal buzzer to high, and stroke that big dildo in me nice and fast while buzzing my clit.  The contraction in my pussy eventually pushes the dildo out and I usually squirt my cum all over myself as I ride the waves of buzzing ecstasy. You will be arching your pelvis towards heaven as your entire perineum is stimulated to a fantastic orgasm.  It’s even better when my husband watches, strokes his cock for me and then sticks his cock into my only remaining orifice (my mouth) and cums at that same time as I do. All I can do is swallow and writhe, as there is nothing like having all of your orifices filled and stimulated simultaneously!

I also liked the idea about kitchen sink sprayer – I never use mine, as I have a shower hose so it never occurred to me. After reading through their hilarious list with a raised eyebrow, I saw that the majority of the site is geared toward male anatomy. I figured I could use some new tricks to add to my handjob repertoire. Cum to think of it (yep, couldn’t resist!) I’ve never actually had a proper handjob instruction so I don’t even know what on this list is legit and which are actually supposed to do nothing more than make me laugh as hard as I did anyway 🙂 Maybe there’s actually someone that’s seriously *into* the Squidley Diddly?

Masturbate using a squid. That’s right. That slimy purplish squid. It’ll feel just like your second skin. Pull off its head and clean its insides. Slip your cock right into the squid and start shaking till you blow your cum in it.

Mmhmm. Pretty sure that squid did not give consent… but then again neither did anything else in the supermarket (and what girl hasn’t deflowered a cucumber?). Definitely a gray area. Yep, I’m going to leave that one with you 🙂

Scroll down for a much better mental image…

~Mme X~

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Hello Gentlemen –

Ok, this last heat wave made even me flinch… my maximum temperature is somewhere around 98 degrees. Anything hotter, and I will have to admit defeat! Thankfully, a little rain and a nice cool breeze have come in and brought us back to our regularly scheduled summer, just in time for the habitually hot month of August. I’m fine with that. I very much enjoy August, and I’ll be spending a good week of it out in Upstate NY to go visit some of my favorite places and people! Perhaps you’re lucky enough to count yourself as one of them?

Speaking of my favorite places, I’ve posted a few (emphasis on few) new photos over in the gallery. Can you pick out which ones? Of course more are coming – I just got bored with the black and white thing, and am looking for some more color to add instead. We’ll see what I come up with. In the meantime, enjoy!

As you can probably imagine, I am often asked to share my opinion (and maybe more) on a wide variety of fetishes. Other than a few areas of fascination in my libidinous life, I can’t say that I’m incredibly kinky. I consider myself more experimental than anything else… and yes, I do experiment often, with or without any number of apparatus 🙂 I’ve found a handful of things that I crave intensely, a few things that I enjoy immensely, a bunch of things that are a bunch of fun, and some really interesting stuff. All in all though, I can say that I’ve come across some ridiculously fun words to say!

Erotographomania – a strong and sometimes overwhelming desire to write love letters and/or poetry. I can definitely relate to that, (btw, I did notice that erotographomania.com is *available*. You, yes you, and how have you been, should really get on that asap) although I more feel like I fall a willing victim to it’s closely related cousin, xenoerotographomania, or the desire to write love letters and or poetry to strangers. If you’ve ever wondered how I can keep posting such exhaustive blog posts and still answer every worthwhile inquiry with in-depth interest, there’s your answer – mania. Or a strong, sometimes overwhelming desire… doesn’t that sound more enticing?

I’ve received some pretty racy emails also, so I know I’m not the only one with this occasional obsession. I enjoy reading erotic literature, whether or not it is personally written for me (although I especially enjoy those that are!). I do wonder though, would reading other people’s love letters be considered erotographic voyeurism?

~Mme X~

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Hello Gentlemen –

Better late than never, happy New Year! 2010 has been a blast so far, and if the next 11 months follow the suit of this one, then it’s going to be a hell of a year. I tend to be insufferably optimistic though, and try to maintain a positive outlook whenever good common sense allows me to. Which thankfully, is often! Hope your 2010 has been and continues to be full of similar such good luck 🙂

As some of you may know and many of you may guess, I’m unshaven when it comes to my naughty bits. That’s for a variety of reasons, mostly that I don’t want to risk putting a razor so close to my most sensitive parts (carefully as we can be, accidents do happen – ouch!), and partially because I enjoy being a woman and want to *look* like a woman as well. Hairlessness has never appealed to me much… I usually prefer to opt for the close trim.

Until now! I’ve pretty much relaxed on my spa regimen lately (it’s a privacy thing, much like my slight aversion to psychotherapy… no one needs to know my personal dirt, like how often I remove callouses from my feet or what I really think about during sex, lol), but I still feel like treating myself to some special pampering every now and then. While ordinarily I might make do with a long soak in the tub accompanied by some candles, scented bath salts and one of my waterproof vibrators, this time I’m in the mood for novelty as well as luxury. So, I spent an hour or two perusing the internet for some ideas, and came across the Hi-Tech Spa in NYC. At first I was pretty disinterested, as their services seem to be centered around waxing and even more permanent hair-removal options… until I saw a banner on their page mentioning something called that Vajazzle… and obviously I was intrigued! If I were going to go hairless for any reason, this one looks like the best one I can find 🙂

Still, I think I’d rather find a nice girl with a beautifully bare pussy and test out my decorating skills that way though… I’m sure I’d discover some hidden artistic talent in myself given the right inspiration 🙂 So, I think I’m going to segue from spas into porn for the evening, to watch some pussy and daydream about decorating ideas…

~Mme X~

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Hello Gentlemen –

Hope you all enjoyed your holidays! I unfortunately missed the last day of guaranteed Christmas delivery from Extreme Restraints, so I’m afraid a few of my gifts will have to be delivered in person when I get back after New Year’s… I hope you don’t mind 🙂

Beyond that, I’m happy to say that I made my list, checked it twice, am totally done with being nice and ready to get naughty. There’s something so liberating about both fulfilling and freeing yourself from all these holiday obligations… and since you were good enough to spend all that time taking care of others, now it’s time to do something good for yourself, right? Let’s erase all of that Xmas stress with some XXXmas action!

I usually like to hold off on making plans for the New Year until it finally hits, but there’s a few things approaching my calendar in January that warrant a little bit of advance acknowledgment. First off, I’ll be doing my best to head out to Chicago to wish one of my kinky Capricorn friends a ridiculously happy birthday, and I’d love to give and receive a few extra spankings while I’m out there. Man, it’s been a *long* time since I was in the windy city – But luckily the internet tells me that Tru is still around, and still serving their soup out of Versace coffee cups (which I must confess I find oddly charming in their hideousness and despite my usual aesthetic tastes have involuntarily learned to love them – maybe it’s just me?). I also had some amazingly good oyster shots there once, but I can’t remember the place… any assistance from a local tongue that loves to taste exotic flavors? Oh, and if you could recommend a well-stocked raw bar as well, that would be great 🙂 I’m planning on getting into Chicago sometime on the 11th and hanging around until the 16th, so be sure to be in touch if you’d like to, um, get in touch…

Before I leave, though, you may also notice on the calendar that I’ll be extending a select few (if even so many) invitations to visit me in Western Mass on the 6th and 7th… and yes, that means incall 🙂 Feel like dropping by to lose a few hours with me? I’d love the company! I’ve also got some things to do in New Haven that week as well, and am happy to offer a similar arrangement – I’m just not sure which day yet, but you’re welcome to contact me if you have an opinion on the matter 🙂

I’ve even got my eye out for February as well, as my best friend reminded me that Cinekink is coming up in NYC! For those of you who *aren’t* up on the scene of erotic cinema, Cinekink is one of the largest fetish film festivals running the circuits today. I’m sure you know that I fully embrace many forms of sexuality (and a little sexual deviance as well), and I’m definitely looking forward to the movies… about half as much as I’m looking forward to the after parties 🙂 It’s a ton of fun – as wild as Sundance, but much, much kinkier! I can indulge myself with a little voyeurism watching interesting scenarios on screen, and maybe if I’m feeling frisky I can seduce a few of my fellow festival goers into reenacting a few of my favorites after… How would you like to be my guest? I could use someone to hold on to in case something scary (or incredibly sexy) comes on to the screen – of course, in a darkened theater, no one will know exactly *what* part of you I’m holding on to. Of course, that’s our business, lol. Or, if you don’t trust yourself enough to keep your eyes on the screen while I’m within groping distance, you could try to convince me to skip the after party and we’ll plan our own private showing! Cinekink runs from February 16th to the 21st, but I’ll mostly likely be hanging around for a few days afterward to work out my kinks before heading home… and you’re welcome to help with that if you’d like.

If the idea of having the mysterious Madame X clinging to you in a darkened theater makes you think long and hard about possible excuses to escape to NYC, there is a second and much more flexible option. As you know, I’m an avid admirer of the sex on the silver screen… and while I usually prefer to enjoy fine skinematic works in the comfort of my own home (and my favorite toys), I occasionally make my way out to the theater to indulge in viewing such pleasures with others. My favorite venue is in Hartford… let me know if you’re in town, we can do dinner, a movie, and dessert 🙂

~Mme X~