Friday, 23 September 2016

Decadence and Style - Cirque, Manchester

This week I am very pleased to report that Manchester finally has a proper 'alternative' venue at last.

Yes, the indomitable Cheryl Smith and her team who created the fantastic Sexhibition event have turned their attentions to the city, and have taken over the role of marketing the Cirque club on the northern edge of the city centre.

The weekend of the 17th September saw the club's relaunch, and I made sure I was on guest-list as early as possible.  I also made sure I was there bright and early, in a see-through lace dress and my fabulously fetishistic Alexander McQueen shoes.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Cirque club, Manchester.
Even though I thought I was early, there were already people sat inside the rather decadently-furnished club.  I immediately bumped into friends, including one of the wonderful ladies from Kiku.  It was great to hear that Sexhibition had been very successful for the small but talented team.

The club inside was lovely - black Chesterfield sofas providing comfortable seating in order to indulge in the club's cocktails.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Cirque club, Manchester.
As the evening wore on many more friends turned up, and I began to feel that Cirque was going to be a bit of a home-from-home.  There were some burlesque acts featuring on the small but fabulously intimate stage.  I made sure that I saw the performances of the gorgeous and totally lovely Cherie Bebe.  The fact that she has legs that go all the way up to Heaven and the most perfect bottom made it especially pleasurable...

I also managed, at one point, to find myself chatting to three gorgeous girls, the tallest of whom was especially sexy and had curves to die for.  It wasn't long before I found a reason to grope her fabulous boobs that were nearly escaping from her bra, before soon finding another reason to bury my head in-between them.  I later found out that the lovely lady in question, Bella Rose, is in the process of setting up her own website to sell adult toys and sexy clothing - I hope I've qualified for a discount already once it is up and running...

At one point I was chatting with a group of friends when we were approached by a magician.  He produced a lollipop for me from a tiny piece of burning paper (that was always going to win me over - free sweets!), then proceeded to amaze up with incredible card tricks and coin tricks.  At one point he put a stack of playing cards in our hands.  With all four of us clasping the cards between all our hands he said he was going to make them disappear.  I could feel the stack of cards digging into my palm and pressed down harder, think "There's no way he's going to get these...".  He suddenly produced the pack from his pocket and we opened our hands to reveal a few lumps of card-shaped plastic.  I was ever so slightly amazed!

The very friendly crowd meant that I spent a wonderful evening meeting old friends and very probably making new ones, and with Cirque already planning many more events for the remainder of the year I think it is safe to say I will be back.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Cirque club, Manchester.

Friday, 16 September 2016

A Revivial Revisit

It's been three years since I last attended the legendary Goodwood Revival, so a revisit was certainly overdue.  So, with forward planning, tickets were purchased for the Saturday event and everything seemed in order.

The weather, of course had other ideas.  A lovely Indian summer seemed to have taken over Manchester for the build-up to the Goodwood weekend, so my outfit was duly organised and ready.  Suddenly, a heavy band of rain appeared on the forecasts for Saturday, putting my outfit plans into some doubt.  It wasn't until leaving Manchester on Friday morning that I made my final decision - with the heavy rain refusing to budge from also visiting the Revival on Saturday, my stockings, high-heels and vintage dress went back in the wardrobe and my riding jacket and heeled Hunter wellingtons came out, in preparation of the promised bad weather.  One problem immediately presented itself - I didn't have any jodhpurs to complete my sexy riding look.

The very early journey down to Guildford, where we would be staying over the Friday and Saturday nights, included a very brief stop-over at the fetish bed and breakfast dungeon, Ess & Emm, to see friends.  I took the opportunity to visit a couple of equestrian shops in the area - no luck again on the jodhpurs front.  I was getting a bit nervous by the time we were leaving Ess & Emm about my halfway-there outfit, but a glance at the internet showed a big equestrian store near Guildford itself.  A small Surrey detour later and I was in grateful possession of some lovely and tight jodhpurs.

By late Friday afternoon I was unpacking my case in my hotel room in Guildford, wondering what the next day would bring.

Saturday dawned fairly clear, but I knew worse was to come.  Another early start meant that by 7.00am we were arriving at the Goodwood car park.  There were already plenty of cars parked up, and even in the car-park some classics were being displayed.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
The event has grown so huge these days that it is split into two areas - the main circuit area and the part designated as 'Over The Road'.  Tickets are now required for both areas, but the early arrival meant an opportunity to look at the Over The Road area and grab a cup of tea.  Even at this early hour there was plenty to see, including the opportunity to dream about being a mysterious 1960's Mata Hari-esque, double-crossing, sleazy spy driving across Europe on a honey-trap mission....

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Aston Martin DB5, Goodwood Revival 2016.
At 7.30am the gates to the actual circuit and main event opened, and once through the gates the warm welcome from a military band greeted the crowd.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
My plan was to wander over to the pits to check out the cars being readied for the racing while the crowds were low.  I made my way onto the infield part of the track to find a stunning Rolls Royce display that begged closer inspection.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Rolls Royce, Goodwood Revival 2016.
As I was looking into the beautiful car one of the custodians of the car came over and offered to let me sit inside it for some photographs.  Now that was an offer I couldn't turn down.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
The opulent interior was simply fantastic, with a heady smell of leather.  I couldn't help thinking what it would be like to be mysterious 1960's Mata Hari-esque, double-crossing, sleazy spy getting fucked on the back seat whilst the car glided serenely around a delectably dark European city... Hmmm, I wondered if I had invented my own theme for the weekend.

Next to the Rolls Royce area was a display featuring cars at, well, the other end of the scale - mini cars from yesteryear huddled together, in seemingly humbled awe at the colossal majesty of the Rolls.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
I love the atmosphere at the Revival at this early hour.  Priceless cars being pushed along paths that, in an hours time would be thronging with crowds, stalls preparing for the day, the relative peace of the morning interrupted by the bellowing of an engine being fired up and tuned, the scent of cooking food and petrol drifting on the cool morning air - utterly fantastic and unique.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Over in the pits area beautiful cars sat in calm readiness for the forthcoming track battles, whilst others had last-minute tune-ups and tinkering from busy mechanics.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Nearby, a group of aeroplanes stood in the Freddie March 'Spirit Of Aviation' compound, all waiting to be judged later on.  Sadly, none would fly that day due to the weather and low cloud, but in the early morning light they looked stunning.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
As it was now nearing 9.00am I wandered back towards the main buildings in search of a hot drink.  My journey took me past a host of cute and colourful Austin A35s, which would be having their own race later in the day for the St. Mary's Trophy.  There were plenty of famous names among the drivers of the cars, including Rowan Atkinson, David Coulthard, Tiff Needell, Chris Hoy, Jean Alesi, Mark Blundell and Tom Kristensen, so definitely a race worth looking out for.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Austin A35's, Goodwood Revival 2016.
One of the very special things I love about the Revival is that, on occasion, you can be wandering and admiring the wonderful sights when the sudden blast from a rare Ferrari V12 or similar lets you know it is unexpectedly passing... certainly not an everyday occurrence.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Warmed-up by a hot peppermint tea, I strolled over to the main pits.  This area was only accessible if you had a Paddock Pass, but a kindly gentleman offered me his spare one.  With my new Pass I strolled past the security chaps and a brief wander around the busy area.  As always at this time there were cars being prepared for the coming races, mechanics scurrying around and engines bellowing.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
 Just walking from one area to another at the Revival means you get glimpses of classic cars stood on display, entertainment shows and everywhere people dressed smartly and elegantly to add to the atmosphere.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
In the 'Earl's Court Motor Show' some of the event's sponsors displayed their products, ranging from the classics to the modern cars.  Lamborghini had a fairly large display, but Ford and Aston Martin had their wares on show too, among others.  Not only was it nice to see some very polished cars on show, it was also nice to get out of the slowly cooling and dampening air.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Lamborghini Tractor, Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Lamborghini display, Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Ford GT, Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - BMW, Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Aston Martin DB4, Goodwood Revival 2016.
Over near the motorcycle pits there was as much action as in the car pits, and it was rather amusing to see that Wall's Ice Cream, one of the main sponsors, had laid out lines of hopeful deckchairs under the darkening sky.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
As some of my friends headed over to the track to find a spot to watch the first of the races, the remainder decided to look around another of the Revival's attractions - the Vintage Market.  As always there was lots to look at, from motoring memorabilia to vintage clothes, artwork and car restorations.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
However, whilst strolling around the market the weather changed, going from this...

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.

... to this, in the blink of an eye...

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
The rain had arrived at the Revival, and sadly was here for the remainder of the day.  People scurried through the lashing rain, and I took the opportunity to shelter in a Jaguar restoration stall.  It was, at least, a chance to admire the astonishing workmanship of a couple of cars on display.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.


Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
However, with the rain still pelting down a decision was made to venture back outside the circuit to spend some time looking around the rest of the market in the Over The Road section.  The adjoining bridge gave a good spectacle of the rain-lashed area, and the endless dark clouds gave little hope of any lessening in the weather.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
The Over The Road area again had lots to offer, from a funfair, numerous food stalls and more retailers, selling a myriad of wares.  At one point the rain relented, for about fifteen minutes anyway, and a nearby waste-bin told it's own story of umbrellas battered into submission and defeat by the rain and wind.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Those hastily discarded umbrellas would soon be replaced, however, as the rain returned with a vengeance shortly afterwards.

With mid-afternoon approaching it was time to head to the race-circuit to find a spot to watch the A35s in the St. Mary's Trophy - one of the races I really wanted to see.

Unfortunately, the areas for viewing the race were very busy, meaning good vantage points were hard to come by, and with the weather not ceasing in the endless heavy rain I didn't fancy traipsing around the circuit for a better viewpoint.  Nevertheless, I did see some of the cars skidding their way through the Woodcote bend in four-wheel drifts.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - St. Mary's Trophy, Goodwood Revival 2016.
The next race I wanted to see was the Whitsun Trophy, but with an hour or so to go before the start I had another exploration of some of the circuit.  Once again, with a rather sad irony, one section was fitted out as a Summery Las Vegas/Rock n' Roll/Hot Rod area, looking somewhat forlorn in the grey drizzle.  By now the weather had taken it's toll, and some of the group were ready to head back to Guildford and the comfort of a hot shower, a warm bar and cold drinks.  However, I still wanted to see the fast GT cars racing, so used all my feminine charms to encourage them to stay until the Whitsun Trophy had been run.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
By 4.00pm I had made sure I had a good spot on the banking, gratefully under the cover of a Goodwood member's huge umbrella.  The Whitsun Trophy was for prototype cars built up to 1966, so Ford GT40s would be battling alongside other high-powered cars of the era such as Lolas and McLarens.  It certainly provided great entertainment from my spot just after the chicane, leading to the main straight.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Whitsun Trophy, Goodwood Revival 2016.
It was brilliant to see the cars skidding as they put the power down to leave the chicane on the wet track, aided by the mechanical shriek from the exhausts as they rocketed down the grandstand straight.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Whitsun Trophy, Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Whitsun Trophy, Goodwood Revival 2016.
 It was a stunning display of the drivers' control of the powerful cars, even if, as it happens, sometimes it didn't go according to plan...

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Whitsun Trophy, Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Whitsun Trophy, Goodwood Revival 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Whitsun Trophy, Goodwood Revival 2016.
 It was a thrilling race, and despite the weather I was so pleased that I took the time and put up with the wet conditions to see it - thankfully, the rest of the group agreed.  So, with the race decided it was time to head back over the bridge again to the outside of the circuit and begin the journey back to Guildford.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.
There was time to dream, still about being that sexy spy, of course, before leaving the event.  Despite the horrendous weather, it was still a great day and an incredible motor sports and vintage event - I don't think there's really anything quite like it.   I'll definitely be back at some point in the future.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Goodwood Revival 2016.

Monday, 5 September 2016

The Boys Of Summer

"I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy?
Remember how I made you scream...
"
The Boys Of Summer, Don Henley

As the first days of Autumn arrive and with this year's customary weather changes from searing sunshine to torrential downpours (usually in the same hour) continuing, it was time to head south for a little bit of fetish-inspired fun - in the somewhat faded glory of Radlett, just inside the M25.

It wasn't the first party I'd ever been to in the town.  Back in the late 1990s I was lucky enough to be invited to a private fetish/sex party at a mansion in Radlett.  I have very few recollections of it now, in truth, but do remember at one stage two girls making love ever so slowly in front of a small group of voyeurs, one girl delicately fucking the other with a strap-on, both girls seemingly oblivious to the watching eyes.  Normally I would have joined in, but the scene was too sexily serene to intervene.

So, this weekend it was finally back to Radlett, this time for a slightly more official End Of Summer Ball, run by the gorgeous Zara DuRose.  I've been lucky enough to get to know Zara quite well over the last year or two, so the journey to Hertfordshire was both in support of a lovely lady and friend but also to enjoy a fabulous party.

There's not much going on, it seems, in the area these days.  The nearby town of Borehamwood still boasts the famous Elstree film studios - just a stone's throw away from my hotel for the night - but there's no doubt that the old 1950's-1960's glamour has faded quite a lot.  By 2.00pm, with little to do in the town, I had booked into my hotel and had a mid-afternoon kip before getting ready for the long night ahead.  And a long night it could be - with the event opening at 7.00pm and not closing until 7.00am the following morning, there was a chance of twelve - yes, twelve - hours of fetish fun ahead.

It took some time to decide on an outfit.  I wanted something quite glamorous, but also need to be able to dance, and, if the chance arrived, also have (as I call it) easy access in case of any sexy fun that may just occur...

Eventually, I opted for my see-through leopard-print latex dress from Cathouse Clothing - and with a vagina-high split right on the front, the dress was most certainly 'easy access' - finishing the outfit with some sexy cute latex leopard ears and, in a nod to the 1960's heyday of Elstree studios, a 1960's hairstyle.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - End Of Summer Ball, 2016.
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - End Of Summer Ball, 2016.
I decided to get to the party early and make as much of the event as I could, so with a taxi booked for 7.15pm it meant a 7.30pm arrival.  The party, in another mansion in Radlett (what is it about Radlett mansions - is this the secret sex/fetish centre of the universe?) was already off to a good start by the time I got there.  I was greeted at the door with a suitable glass of Pimms (for the End Of Summer) and a very nice and rather tall chap M, who welcomed me to the party and showed me the cloakroom.  After leaving my coat I had a exploration of the building.  Upstairs, where the cloakroom was, I found a dungeon room and two very large bedrooms - one with a very big double bed, the other laid out with mattresses - mmmm, an orgy room.  That was a good start.  Some very glamorous French girls and guys were just finishing getting changed in the main bedroom, and wasted no time in dragging me into their group photograph.

Downstairs there was a bar-room and a larger room with an area for dancing, some seats and a well-padded whipping bench.  An outside seating area was covered with a small marquee (which nearly took off into the midnight sky at one point during the night thanks to the odd but strong gusts of wind), and off to one side a large swimming pool - complete with inflatable flamingoes and, later on, some very sexy latex mermaids.  Decadent indeed.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - End Of Summer Ball, 2016.
After my little venture around the venue I headed to the bar to get a drink and bumped into a lovely young Yorkshire couple, D & C.  They knew of Cathouse Clothing, and I really enjoyed my chat with D, as it me gave the chance to take in her fabulous curves, squeezed into a low-cut and skin-tight black halterneck catsuit.  Lovely.

We went back to the dance-room, and boogied together to some electro-swing music (I'd have preferred some industrial Rammstein remixes), but it was a fun start to the night.

Over the next couple of hours the event filled up, with lots of lip-smacking eye candy in both female and male forms.  There was also quite a few friends that I bumped into.  One, S, I hadn't seen for a few years and we recalled spending a wild week in Ibiza back in the 1990's heyday when the fetish club Submission started out there.  That was a memorable week, and as Rubber Ron, the organiser of Submission, knew just about everyone involved in the club scene in Ibiza it meant easy and free access to all the major clubs.  Great memories indeed.  Another couple, P & R, that I'd met at my trips to Rubber Cult were also there.  P is an especially sexy blonde cougar, and I am determined to enjoy her lascivious curves one day - sadly, it wasn't going to be this weekend. 

At periodic intervals during the night I wandered around the venue, seeing what was going on.  Sadly, the orgy room was being used a chill-out room, it seemed, but everyone I chatted to was fabulously friendly and flirty.  One very gorgeous-looking lady in latex chaps that displayed her fantastic arse was very clearly interested in getting to know me better, and normally I'd have definitely obliged, but the stunning MILF was unfortunately just a little worse for wear even at the relatively early hour of the night, but I promised to myself that I'd make sure to take her up on her invitations if I saw her again.

I bumped into M, again, and he asked if I was enjoying myself.  I said I was, and he replied that if I needed anything to let him know.  He finished his offer by sticking out his tongue - I don't think I'd ever seen a tongue quite as long, and replied "Oooh, I might need a bit that, later..."  "Just let me know, darling," he answered, with a glint in his eye.  "Hmmmm," I thought, "maybe there is going to be some fun tonight..."

Over the course of the evening there was entertainment in the main room, with singers and burlesque acts performing in front of the gathered crowd.  I was still determined, but as yet unfilled, in finding my own entertainment.  In the corridor outside the dance room I met up with M again, and informed him that I was ready to try out that tongue of his.  He looked very pleased with the offer, but as he seemed to be the official Master Of Ceremonies it meant I had to wait until he had introduced one of the acts before he could join me at the back of the dance-room.

In the meantime I got talking to another handsome chap, J, who was making his own intentions towards me quite clear.  With M clearly otherwise engaged, J wasn't going to be a bad substitute at all, even if there appearance was markedly different - whereas J was shorter than me (in my heels, anyway) and white, M was a very tall black guy.  But, being decidedly horny by that point, I came to the conclusion that either would be perfectly acceptable.

I was still chatting to J when M returned from his MC duties he asked me if I wanted to check out the upstairs rooms - and the intention was quite clear.  I explained to J that this was a prior arrangement, who gave me a resigned sad smile, and said "OK, maybe next time."  Maybe next time indeed.  We left J in the dance-room and wandered upstairs, and I could already feel my cunt becoming wet with anticipation.

Sadly, the orgy room was still full of people chilling out, and the main bedroom was no better.  It was beginning to look as though my own brand of entertainment was going to be unfulfilled.  However, undaunted, I took M back downstairs to the dance-room.  The padded whipping bench sat unused, with some couples sat nearby chatting, so we decided to make some use of it.

I laid back on the soft leather, hitching my tight dress over my thighs.  I spread my legs, displaying my cunt to anyone watching.  I beckoned to M, who wasted no time in dropping his head to my glistening pussy and I soon felt his long, strong tongue licking my cunt and lapping at the soft contours of my clit.  I was aware of movement beside me, and a very sexy lady in a black latex began stroking my breasts and kissing me whilst M tongue-fucked me.  I was now truly wet and ready to fuck, but it seemed fate had other ideas in mind.  After a few minutes of wonderful cunnilingus, M was suddenly called away for more MC duties, and I was left, legs spread, next to a busy dance-floor.  Now, another blonde in an elaborate head-dress came over, kneeling down and proceeding where M had left off, her licking much more delicate and tentative than M's thrusting tongue.

She licked my wet pussy for a while before giving me lingering kiss before moving away, in almost perfect timing for M returning from his club duties.  This time he came and stood alongside the bench, and I could see a rather large bulge in his tight black trousers.  I stroked his hardness through the soft material before unzipping him and pulling out his thick, black cock.  I stroked his freed cock, sluttily spitting on it for extra lubrication before lowering my head and taking the dark heat of his erection into my mouth.

I sucked him off greedily, but my position on the bench wasn't really ideal for either of us.  Luckily, a nearby chair was now available, so I sat down so M could offer me his cock again.  In a much better position, I could now get as much of M's thick meat into my mouth as I could.  Although very engrossed in my cock-sucking I became aware of another body close by.  I looked up to see J stood next to me, clearly enjoying the show.

I put out my hand, finding J's leather-clad thighs and pulled him closer.  With my painted lips still around M's cock I unzipped J, took out his stiff cock from his leather jeans and pulled him even closer.

I was now presented with two cocks, and took turns sucking and wanking both.  I could get more of J's smaller cock in my mouth and could deep-throat him, almost to the point where his heavy balls were hitting my mouth, while M had to be content with my lips just getting around the bulbous end of his large cock before his erection was hitting the back of my mouth.

I took my time indulging in my sluttish cock-sucking and cock wanking, becoming more aware of a gathering watching crowd.  I had other idea's for M, though.  I stood up and bent over the padded leather bench, once more pulling my dress up to display my naked vulva and arse to all the watching crowd, and told him to fuck me.  In my high heels I was just the right height for M to ride me, and he slowly guided his swollen cock into my tight but very slippery cunt.  He began to fuck me in a slow but heavy rhythm, and I was soon confronted with J stepping to the other side of the bench to present my hungry lips with his cock again.

I took J's cock into my mouth whilst M continued to fuck me, his thick cock stretching my cunt and each thrust forcing my mouth down over J's cock.  I was quite in Heaven, and although conscious of the watching crowd my universe also became lovingly limited to the cocks filling my pussy and mouth.  My orgasm came rushing and huge, my pussy muscles gripped M's thick cock in a heavenly hold as I came, and I could feel my knees giving way.  As my orgasm subsided I sat down on the bench, with M promising that the next time we met he'd finish me properly with a 'proper' fucking.  I told him that was a promise that I was going to keep him to.

I cleaned myself up and headed, on rather shaky legs, to the bar to get a well-earned drink.  I bumped into another M in the corridor, a very tall chap I'd met briefly at my last visit to Torture Garden in April.  I told him about my little show with M and J, and he was clearly disappointed with missing the sexual exhibition.  It also became clear that if he had been there he'd have also liked to be involved - "What a shame," I thought, "it could have been three cocks instead of two.  Mmmmmm, maybe next time..."

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - End Of Summer Ball, 2016.
By 4.30am I was finally getting tired, but it had been a full nine hours worth of partying for me by that point.  I said goodbye to friends and made a special effort to have a lingering, lustful goodbye kiss from Zara herself, I headed back to my hotel for the remainder of the night.

I was a bit surprised to see my feet were very dirty in the bright hotel light.  Well, thanks to a combination of bad weather, nine hours of partying, a long dress that collected bits of dust wherever I went and generally filthy behaviour on my part, it was no wonder.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - End Of Summer Ball, 2016.
An End Of Summer Ball to remember, indeed, and it will be many years before I forget my own Boys Of Summer who made it just that little bit more special.