Miss Violet Carson: TOFTT outcall to my home

[A Decent Fist]

Note: this is report of a session with a real girl where the punter (me) dresses up as woman for part of the time. If this fills you with horror, back quickly out of the door. Not sure if this demands a "transexual" classification so I won't put one on myself. I've begun to to cross-dress, not re-assign my gender.

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Booking an outcall with an escort who specialises in BDSM when you have no interest in the practice and are not remotely aroused by pain may seem an odd thing to do, but my interest was piqued by Miss Violet's flirty responses to a jokey AW message I sent asking if her escort name was inspired by the actress who played Ena Sharples, that terrifying battleaxe from the early days of Coronation Street. The answer? No, it was inspired by a movie, but she was aware of the original Violet Carson.

After a couple more emails from a girl who was evidently bright, sparky and fun I decided I wanted to see her and she assured me: "I'm very skilled at the pain element of sessions, but I'm also a very sensual person and I'm sure we could find some things to do together."

That we did, as you will soon gather. The only activities I had specified in advance were being fucked with a strap-on and wanting to dress up as my new alter-ego "Harriet" for some of the session. Violet was enthusiastic about both of these proposals.

She came to my place in south-west London and rang the doorbell 10 minutes early, which suited me perfectly. As always with outcalls to my various homes over the years, the setting was very comfortable and a lot tidier than usual.

Violet is tall and imposing, as befits a dominatrix. I don't doubt that she's a size 14 but that doesn't look at all chunky on a girl when she's 5ft 11ins with endless legs, beautifully shown off in a blood-red minidress and high heels. Her face is pretty with rosy cheeks and she has long brunette hair.

One of the things that attracted me to her profile was her clever turn of phrase, such as "the voice of Mary Poppins and the mind of the Marquis de Sade" . She's not quite as posh as Julie Andrews or Emily Blunt, but there's an elegance to her speech and you would never guess which strong-accented English city she grew up in.

I felt that Violet was having to improvise a little with our encounter because I didn't want her regular BDSM repertoire. But together we conjured up some very erotic experiences and got on really well, with lots of jokes and laughter.

This is what happened in approximately this order: French kissing, nuzzling and neck-kissing, intimate fondiing, a little bit of oral without, then a long session of me giving her reverse oral with fingering, then her rimming me very deeply, then her fucking me with a medium-sized strap-on dildo, first in doggie then with me on my back. After that she helped me get into my cross-dressing outfit, deftly applying my lipstick and fastening my various accessories, and then she fucked me again with a much bigger strap-on. Finally she brought me to a climax with a combination of oral without and masturbation.

Because her "likes" list centres on BDSM there are very few regular sexual practices included so I was very pleased when she did suck my cock and give my botty an enthusiastic rimming. She was very pleased with the combined reverse-oral and fingering I gave her as she sat on my face at the top of my bed. She came to a quite noisy climax, in fact.

For the second half of our session I changed into the following outfit: short silver-haired wig, diamente earrings, coral lipstick, a pearl necklace and glittery silver choker, black basque, micro-mini skirt, lacy panties with a convenient hole for penetration, a pair of black fishnet hold-ups and black five-inch heels. I  tottered around on my heels while Violet directed me into some very professional poses and took lots of pictures with my camera.

Back to the bedroom, heels off and I assumed the doggie position while she strapped on a quite enormous dildo. Don't know the exact dimensions but I would guess around 10 inches long and very, very fat. Far bigger than any cock, real or artificial, than has ever invaded my back passage before.

Thanks to my own advance preparations and the earlier vigorous fucking with a narrower six-to-seven incher, I took this beast with only the slightest twinge of pain as the huge cock-head burst inside my well-lubed arse. Violet gave me a short but intense ramming which was very pleasurable. We had to start wrapping up after a few minutes because I had a train to catch not long after the scheduled finish time, which was rapdily approaching. I'm sure things would have gone on a bit longer but for that. There was just time for OWO to completion, but I needed a more vigorous hand-job to get me over the line.

After a record-breaking rush to become Harry instead of Harriet I caught the train with barely a second to spare, but not before the bizarre spectacle of us walking briskly down a surburban street with Violet using a tissue to rub off all the lipstick (hers, not mine) that was still smearing my chin and neck!

I did manage to have a proper wash before seeing anyone who would have questioned what on earth I had been up to.