Dramatis Personae:
Madeleine - http://www.xanthine.ca/
Miss*Bijou - http://bijou.rare-companion.com/
The short version: two hotties, accurate photos, all services that listed on their webpages were skillfully delivered in a pleasant atmosphere, it was fun. See published 2hr rates. I would repeat. In fact, this was a repeat visit - I am now a Madeleine fanboy.
Now the longer version: I am now a Madeleine fanboy. I've been lusting after her for a couple of years now - ever since I'd met some of her former roommates - without ever doing anything clever about it ... like emailing or calling her. I've had some excellent times with these roommates, which suggested that I'd probably get along well with Madeleine too. Our first meeting was right after she'd posted her Escape ad; we hit it off indescribably well. I thus began engineering another tryst.
I love it when a plan spirals out of control in a good way. What was planned as a quiet romantic evening with a friend ended up as an unforgettable laughfest and cuddlefest with the duo of Madeleine and a surprise friend - Ms. Bijou. I'd never met Bijou before - I didn't even realize that she was the surprise friend until she arrived. It was a very comfortable evening that felt very much like we were friends-with-benefits. We spent a while telling silly stories and bad jokes over champagne, hypnotiq and a bowl of cherries. I missed the bowl while getting rid of a cherry pit; cue the awful joke about spilling my seed while enjoying her cherry. More groans, Madeleine does the rim-shot sound effect. "A rim-shot? But that's my job!" says I.
If the brain is the primary sex organ, then we share something better than intercourse - we had discourse. I said that this was going to be the title of my review and they both laughed and again got a faintly horrified expression over my corny sense of humor. It was mentioned that if continued with the bad jokes I might find myself trying the red ball gag. Yes, I even used the cunning linguist joke.
After some getting introduced, it was time to get better acquainted in the shower. You can fit two people in her shower, albeit snugly - which is probably the point. It's quite impossible to move about in there without getting soapy, steamy or wet, and without rubbing up against some lovely booty or bosoms. I trust you will agree this is not really a problem. Of course, the shower is not quite big enough for three, so it became a spectator event and an exercise in exhibitionism.
Both Madeleine and Bijou are expert at creating interesting and highly pleasurable sensations - if I were blindfolded and/or didn't have the evidence of holding these two lovely ladies in my arms, I'd be certain that some not-on-the-menu activity was happening. I think Madeleine took advantage of my distraction while I was kissing Bijou to tie me up - how naughty! At that point I became the battlefield of love: one side of me was Bijou's playground, the other belonged to Madeleine. I'm a switchable top, so I took the opportunity to revel in their alternating styles of caresses, kisses, and other sensation. I guess the hobby makes me a bit of a thrillseeker/adventurer; these two lovely ladies created a safe, comfortable environment to explore some aspects of kink. I've already got a few things planned for next time.
One thing that I always notice during massages - and something that Madeleine and Bijou did perfectly - was maintaining contact. It can be very jarring when contact is broken but there was always some part of them touching me. Like a plasma disc, I could be completely surrounded, maximizing contact, or we might be sharing only a fingertip, surrounded with sparks, leaving me wanting more. The connection was expertly varied, and not once left me saying "wha..?! where'd she go?"
Her web page says "others have had better mileage to the gallon than a Volkswagon on BioDiesel." Well, the next morning my head was still spinning. This is far beyond the feeling of a kid in a candy shop, I feel like I just won a BioDiesel-for-life contest. I showed up neatly dressed at a respectable hour and left in a very dishevelled state at a rather unreasonable hour. I'm very glad I did not have to be intelligent the next morning. I was too busy savoring the memory.
Each visit began and ended with a hug. A proper hug. The kind that starts at the cheek, continues through the chest and remains connected right down to the knee. We hold the embrace for a long time, breathing together. Every time we embraced a weight slid off me, like shrugging off a wet oilcloth raincoat, leaving me a little more naked. Leaving was bittersweet - like dropping off a friend at the airport for a long journey. You know they're going to have some wonderful experiences and come back a richer, fuller person but it's still a little sad to see them go. I leave a soft kiss on her forehead, caress her cheek, give a wry smile and summon the strength to walk away. It's gonna take a while to put my armor back on.
Epilogue: I realize this may not be what everyone is looking for in a review. Both ladies reserve the right of YMMV, so I cannot guarantee that anyone will be able to replicate the experience. For simple factual queries, I got everything I needed from their websites. What I hope I have conveyed is the emotional effect - that above all is what I sought, and it was delivered.
Madeleine - http://www.xanthine.ca/
Miss*Bijou - http://bijou.rare-companion.com/
The short version: two hotties, accurate photos, all services that listed on their webpages were skillfully delivered in a pleasant atmosphere, it was fun. See published 2hr rates. I would repeat. In fact, this was a repeat visit - I am now a Madeleine fanboy.
Now the longer version: I am now a Madeleine fanboy. I've been lusting after her for a couple of years now - ever since I'd met some of her former roommates - without ever doing anything clever about it ... like emailing or calling her. I've had some excellent times with these roommates, which suggested that I'd probably get along well with Madeleine too. Our first meeting was right after she'd posted her Escape ad; we hit it off indescribably well. I thus began engineering another tryst.
i can sense it
something important
is about to happen
it's coming up
something important
is about to happen
it's coming up
I love it when a plan spirals out of control in a good way. What was planned as a quiet romantic evening with a friend ended up as an unforgettable laughfest and cuddlefest with the duo of Madeleine and a surprise friend - Ms. Bijou. I'd never met Bijou before - I didn't even realize that she was the surprise friend until she arrived. It was a very comfortable evening that felt very much like we were friends-with-benefits. We spent a while telling silly stories and bad jokes over champagne, hypnotiq and a bowl of cherries. I missed the bowl while getting rid of a cherry pit; cue the awful joke about spilling my seed while enjoying her cherry. More groans, Madeleine does the rim-shot sound effect. "A rim-shot? But that's my job!" says I.
If the brain is the primary sex organ, then we share something better than intercourse - we had discourse. I said that this was going to be the title of my review and they both laughed and again got a faintly horrified expression over my corny sense of humor. It was mentioned that if continued with the bad jokes I might find myself trying the red ball gag. Yes, I even used the cunning linguist joke.
After some getting introduced, it was time to get better acquainted in the shower. You can fit two people in her shower, albeit snugly - which is probably the point. It's quite impossible to move about in there without getting soapy, steamy or wet, and without rubbing up against some lovely booty or bosoms. I trust you will agree this is not really a problem. Of course, the shower is not quite big enough for three, so it became a spectator event and an exercise in exhibitionism.
we just met
and i know i'm a bit too intimate
but something is coming up
and we're both included
and i know i'm a bit too intimate
but something is coming up
and we're both included
Both Madeleine and Bijou are expert at creating interesting and highly pleasurable sensations - if I were blindfolded and/or didn't have the evidence of holding these two lovely ladies in my arms, I'd be certain that some not-on-the-menu activity was happening. I think Madeleine took advantage of my distraction while I was kissing Bijou to tie me up - how naughty! At that point I became the battlefield of love: one side of me was Bijou's playground, the other belonged to Madeleine. I'm a switchable top, so I took the opportunity to revel in their alternating styles of caresses, kisses, and other sensation. I guess the hobby makes me a bit of a thrillseeker/adventurer; these two lovely ladies created a safe, comfortable environment to explore some aspects of kink. I've already got a few things planned for next time.
One thing that I always notice during massages - and something that Madeleine and Bijou did perfectly - was maintaining contact. It can be very jarring when contact is broken but there was always some part of them touching me. Like a plasma disc, I could be completely surrounded, maximizing contact, or we might be sharing only a fingertip, surrounded with sparks, leaving me wanting more. The connection was expertly varied, and not once left me saying "wha..?! where'd she go?"
it takes courage to enjoy it
the hardcore and the gentle
big time sensuality
the hardcore and the gentle
big time sensuality
Her web page says "others have had better mileage to the gallon than a Volkswagon on BioDiesel." Well, the next morning my head was still spinning. This is far beyond the feeling of a kid in a candy shop, I feel like I just won a BioDiesel-for-life contest. I showed up neatly dressed at a respectable hour and left in a very dishevelled state at a rather unreasonable hour. I'm very glad I did not have to be intelligent the next morning. I was too busy savoring the memory.
i don't know my future after this weekend
and i don't want to
it takes courage to enjoy it
the hardcore and the gentle
big time sensuality
[Bjork - Big Time Sensuality]
and i don't want to
it takes courage to enjoy it
the hardcore and the gentle
big time sensuality
[Bjork - Big Time Sensuality]
Each visit began and ended with a hug. A proper hug. The kind that starts at the cheek, continues through the chest and remains connected right down to the knee. We hold the embrace for a long time, breathing together. Every time we embraced a weight slid off me, like shrugging off a wet oilcloth raincoat, leaving me a little more naked. Leaving was bittersweet - like dropping off a friend at the airport for a long journey. You know they're going to have some wonderful experiences and come back a richer, fuller person but it's still a little sad to see them go. I leave a soft kiss on her forehead, caress her cheek, give a wry smile and summon the strength to walk away. It's gonna take a while to put my armor back on.
Clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms
[Plumb - In My Arms]
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms
[Plumb - In My Arms]
Epilogue: I realize this may not be what everyone is looking for in a review. Both ladies reserve the right of YMMV, so I cannot guarantee that anyone will be able to replicate the experience. For simple factual queries, I got everything I needed from their websites. What I hope I have conveyed is the emotional effect - that above all is what I sought, and it was delivered.