Monday, 29 May 2017


The events here in my adopted home city of Manchester, where young lives were implicitly targeted by a rather pathetic, deluded, and brain-washed idiotic loser have been covered in more detail and with more expertise than I can summon.

Even though I work in a bubble of relative isolation (apart from my visitors, of course) with no actual work colleagues as such, it was clear the mood from friends was of shock, sadness, a peculiar Manchester defiance and an overall wish to unite a great city.

No doubt with this in mind, a friend asked for volunteers to shine a little light and bring a few smiles to the city centre on Saturday.  I may not be studying Actinology or Somatology at University, but I do know a little about bringing a little light and love into peoples' lives - so I volunteered.

So, 10.00am Saturday morning I was in Manchester city centre - first stop BonBon, for a little chocolate before the unique day ahead.   I'd chosen to wear something suitable, of course - a bumblebee scarf made into a somewhat tight and skimpy top.

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Breasts and Bees, Manchester.
Fortified with a refreshing glass of Cherry Cola and some of BonBon's finest choccies, I headed over to Afflecks Palace and spent an hour or so helping to inflate balloons with the small band of friends who had also offered their services.

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Balloons.
With a few hundred bobbling away against the ceiling we decided our first venture was due.  Armed with armfuls of the bright balloons and jars of sweets we headed into the bright sunshine of the weekend and Manchester's lovely Northern Quarter first, of course. 

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
We made our way to the new bumblebee-painted wall where the iconic David Bowie painting resided for over a year.  It was only recently painted over for a new image of Sloth for The Goonies (much to many peoples' displeasure - an Aladdin-Sane-Bowie zig-zag was quickly added to Sloth's face in sympathy), but the painting of bees (the motif of Manchester) will stay up a long time, I think.  I was struggling a little with my balloons in the stiff breeze, and had to put my sweet treats between my legs for a while to get my bouncing balloons in order (ooooh er...).

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
With all the balloons handed out near the bees, we headed back to Afflecks Palace for more supplies.  The next venture took us all the day down the busy Market Street.  I decided to strategically leave the balloon-handing out to the rest of the team and concentrate on handing out sweets, as doing both had proven to be a bit unsuccessful.  Having both hands full of bundles of balloons meant keeping the sweet jar tight against my boobs or between my thighs - resulting in me never quite knowing where inquisitive fingers were going.

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
We arrived at St.Anne's Square - the centre of the tributes to those who had lost their lives in the recent events.  The mood here was sombre, quiet, peaceful, reflective and a feeling of strength in unity and spirit.  It made me think that the frequent claims of terrorists - that they commit their acts of cowardly war because of a bond with their brethren in embattled areas of the world - is overmatched entirely by the bonds within communities of the UK.

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Manchester.
As I stood and marked my respects to those lost, the promised mid-afternoon thunderstorm began to gather above, and the first heavy raindrops began to fall.  A few umbrellas were opened, but then it seemed as though even Manchester's infamous weather thought better of it, and the clouds promptly dispersed and the sun returned.

We made our way back to Afflecks Palace for the final balloon run, concentrating on the area immediately outside of the emporium.  An hour later we were done - ballooned out, with only a handful of sweets left.  The reactions from the people we'd met had been fantastic, with smiles and laughter abounding at such a troubled time.  Of course, no-one is naive enough to think that handing out a few balloons, sweets and love will change anything the corrupt and power-hungry fuckwits around the world choose to do, but if such simple actions can make a few people smile and laugh then there is need for a little more of it.

A lovely day.

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - No Fear Here - Manchester.

Sunday, 21 May 2017

A Couple Of Late Ones...

Things have been a bit quiet on the social and partying front since my return from Berlin and the German Fetish Ball earlier in the month.  Therefore, an invitation to a late evening soirée at one of my favourite Manchester shops, Kiku, was well received.

Firstly, I had a feeling that quite a few friends would turn up, and secondly I had to be measured up for another corset.  So, after my last gentleman visitor had left my Altrincham premises I packed up and headed back into the city centre and arrived at the Northern Quarter store just before 5.30pm.

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Kiku, Manchester.
As expected, friends were already there before me, having left their city-centre jobs and headed straight to the boutique, as well, of course, the Kiku team themselves.  I had a drink (or two) and chatted with friends, the evening passing quickly as more arrived from later-finishing jobs.  I did try and make time to check out the racks of lingerie, dresses and corsets in case there was something new to catch my eye.

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Kiku, Manchester.
Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort- Kiku, Manchester.
Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - Kiku, Manchester.
Later on the Kiku ladies finally managed to get me to stand still long enough for a corset measurement/fitting.  My last Kiku one ripped under some (ahem) untested conditions, of course, but the Kiku girls agreed immediately to replace it free of charge, despite no complaints from me regarding their superb artistry.  A brilliant service, indeed... and a lovely May evening to match.

Apart from my forth-coming corset, I didn't particularly need anything else for the time being - a good thing, as I'd recently spent a little more money recently at Cathouse Clothing - a latex lingerie set with latex stockings as a new work/play outfit.  It featured on last weeks Picture Of The Week (with normal nylon stockings), taken on a very late evening on the outskirts of Manchester.  It was an interesting little photoshoot - despite stopping in the middle of nowhere (it seemed), I was frequently caught out by cars appearing out of the darkness, catching me in my little latex lingerie outfit and high heels in the middle of the road - in full view of their headlights!  Anyway, it's a gorgeous thing, and I hope those gentlemen that like me in a bit of latex appreciate it, too!

Dexi Delite Altrincham and Manchester Escort - latex lingerie.

Sunday, 7 May 2017

Back In Berlin

A little while ago I had an offer that, in the words of Vito Corelone, I couldn't refuse.  Would I like to accompany a lovely gentleman friend to Berlin for the annual German Fetish Ball?  Would I, indeed.

So, last Friday I was up (not too early, for once) and ready for my beau arriving to whisk me away to Manchester Airport and the flight to Berlin.  Ryanair were the operators of choice this time, thanks to timings.  With stag parties and hen parties also boarding, it was, shall we say, rowdy and boisterous in a good humoured way.  Chaos unsued a little later on when the flight attendants couldn't get their trolley down the aisle to offer refreshments due to the queues for the toilets... which meant queues to get refreshments as well as queues for toilets snaking down the narrow aisles of the plane.

Nevertheless, the flight landed as planned at Berlin's Schönefeld Airport.  In previous visits I've travelled by train to Ostbahnof for my hotel - this time it was another taxi as D, my lovely host, had booked a different hotel for our visit.

So, less than an hour after landing we were booking into Das Stue, a fabulous luxury boutique hotel just on the edge of the city's lovely Tiergarten park.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Das Stue, Berlin.
It was stunning on the outside, and simply breath-taking inside.  It's always nice to be greeted with a warm smile, but Das Stue offered a bigger grin than most.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Das Stue, Berlin
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Das Stue, Berlin.
We checked in and made our way up to our room.  I'm pleased to say it was as fabulous as the public areas, and I was certainly looking forward to spending a few days in the hotel.

After unpacking it was time to get ready for the evening.  Despite our evening plans being centred around the hotel bar and a restaurant, I decided to give D a bit of a treat - and duly dressed in my latex jacket and leggings from Cathouse Clothing.  Suitably attired, we headed off to the bar for a much-needed drink, and I couldn't resist a quick stroke of my new pet.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - heading off for the restaurant.
As much as I was in the mood for a fetish weekend, the casually-dressed patrons of the hotel bar went very quiet when I stalked in in my skin-tight outfit.  D definitely seemed to appreciate the outfit and reaction, too.  After a few cocktails we grabbed another taxi to our restaurant for our evening meal - Solar Skylounge, up on the 17th floor of a skyscraper, certainly complimenting it's name.  Even with my somewhat limited diet, it was a tremendous meal. We finally headed back to our hotel at 10.00pm, and back to the cocktail bar were we found a little acoustic four-piece providing late-night entertainment, playing mainly vintage songs from the 1930's and 40's.  I tried in vain to get a few snapshots whilst they were playing, eventually giving up and simply asking them for a snapshot in between songs.  They were more than willing to pose - I wonder if it was my polite request or tightly-encased tits in my low-cut top that made them stand still and smile.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - entertainment at Das Stue, Berlin.
By midnight we were back in the room, and I decided to give D some more personal entertainment  by stripping naked, slipping into my high-heeled over-knee boots and provided a few more intimate memories of Berlin.  I ended my first night in Berlin on my back, my booted legs wrapped around my lover as he fucked me against the luxuriously soft mattress.  Perfect, then.

Saturday morning was bright and warm, so we decided to take a slow stroll through Tiergarten.  It was quite serene, and the sheer feeling of space was relaxing, despite the park's city centre location.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Tiergarten, Berlin
Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Tiergarten, Berlin
Midway through the stroll through Tiergarten I saw a quite amazing contraction - a pedal-propelled beer bar.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - beer-bar, Tiergarten, Berlin.
What a great idea!  And it looked like superb fun.  However, it was one of those things that I can't imagine working quite the same in Manchester (or anywhere in the UK).

After our stroll we headed across the city to the weekend's Fetish Fair, situated next door to the club where the main ball was being held.  I was hopeful, as always, of finding something unique and special - especially in the footwear department.  Sadly, there wasn't anything this year that really caught my eye, but it was an opportunity to see friends that were either visiting the fair or were trading there.  We didn't stay too long, though, as a long night awaited us, so by mid-afternoon we were back in the hotel to rest in readiness for the big night ahead.

Yes, Saturday night was the big event was the Ball itself.  I'd decided to wear my Brigitte Moore dress that I'd bought at the Essen fetish weekend last year.  

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - ready for the German Fetish Ball, Berlin.
I made sure there was time to take a quick snap in the stylish hotel corridor before the arrival of our taxi, too... my skimpy dress would leave no place to carry and camera, and D's outfit would have similar limitations, so sadly the camera wouldn't make it to the Ball this time around.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - ready for the German Fetish Ball, Berlin.
As previous years, the main Fetish Ball would be held at the large Spindler and Klatt club on the southern bank of the River Spree on the east side of the city.  We arrived around 10.00pm, and found the club pretty busy already, with the best part (by my estimation) of a thousand people there.  After getting our first drinks of the night I decided to give D a quick tour, as it was his first time at the event.  I headed upstairs to what was previously a rather hot mezzanine dungeon.  This year things were different, though - the dungeon had been replaced by a seating area, cooled by large fans... a much better arrangement than the under-used play equipment of previous events, in my opinion.

We were in time to see some of the fashion shows, too, including a few of my friends featuring as both designers and models.  There were a couple of designers that really caught my eye, but I couldn't see who they were due some very large curtains blocking my view of the back of the stage and the name.  I'm going to have to keep an eye open on the internet and see if I can track down who they were, as I'm always on the lookout for unusual latex outfits.

By midnight the shows were over and it was party time.  Most of the night was spent dancing and chatting with friends.  We had another stroll around the club, and I managed to at least introduce D to the friends that I met up with.  On one of our tours around the club I bumped into a couple that I'd met in Essen last year, but it took us a while to recognise each other - I'd had my hair cut off and she was wearing a full hood, that complemented her long rubber dress (suitably very low cut around her rather lovely arse at the back).  Although we were on the crowded dance floor I wasted little time in slipping my delicate fingers down the back of her dress, caressing the soft curves of her buttocks and hidden darkness of the cleft between them.  D was meanwhile running his own hands across my latex-clad breasts and arse.

Pretty soon though I was in the mood for a little more of a taste of my playmate, and lifted up the shimmering material of her dress to expose her shaved and pierced pussy.  I slid my long fingers into her tight and moist cunt, dipping my head so I could tongue her clit at the same time.  All the time people moved against us in time to the bass-heavy dance music, which made my position, between her well-shaped thighs, a little precarious.  

Once my fingers were liberally coated with her cum juice I offered them to her husband to lick clean, who up until then was simply content to enjoy the rather public display of sapphic sleaze.  It was then her time to seek out my own delights, and I soon had my latex minidress pulled up around my hips to give her mouth full access to my cunt.  I have to say there is something incredibly filthy and sexy about featuring in an erotic exhibition display, and quite revelled in the audience I was getting while my lady friend licked and sucked my hot cunt.  My tensing thigh muscles were soon evidence of my rapidly encroaching orgasm, and my heavy moans were lost in the rhythmic pounding of the music.

It was time for another drink - of something different to lady juices, of course - so it we hit the bar again.  As always with these events, there was plenty of eye candy to observe while we chilled out with our drinks.  All around gorgeous ladies and men strolled in amazing outfits, and it's not hard to lose time just people-watching.

By 4.00pm both D and I were beginning to flag, but even then it was difficult to leave the club - there was still people to say goodbye and chat to.  In the end, we finally hit our bed just before 5.30am.  A great night.

We were still up fairly early the following morning - the city of Berlin lay before us and ready to explore.  I was looking forward to being D's tour guide for the day.  Tiergarten was first, again, before finding a tour bus to take us around the main sights - yes, it was time to be a tourist!

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort -Tiergarten, Berlin

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - River Spree, Berlin
The tour bus took us around many of Berlin's best sites, many of which I recognised from previous visits - the Berlin Wall, the Martin-Gropius-Bau where I'd seen the David Bowie exhibition three years ago, the stunning cathedral of the Berliner Dom... it was almost like going home, as great memories surrounded and followed me through the sun-baked busy city streets.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - Berlin!
We jumped off the bus near the Bundestag (Reichstag) Building.  From there it was a short walk to the iconic site.  Despite previous visits to the German capital I'd never actually been inside the historic building.  D asked me if I wanted to go in.  Why not?  We joined the snaking queue which slowly made it's way into the building.  We reached the entrance point and were asked for our pre-booked ticket.  Pre-booked ticket?  Yes, apparently you need to pre-book to get inside the building, so I was destined yet again not to see the Reichstag Building.  Oh well.  Vielleicht das nächste mal... maybe next time.  We made a quick pit stop before heading towards the Brandenburg Gate and took a little time to wander around the picturesque building before heading back to the tour bus.

Sight-seeing done for this time, we made our way back to the hotel, enjoying drinks and a last evening meal in the lovely dining room before heading upstairs to our room.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort - the last night.
There was, of course, time for more sexy fun.  Once again I stripped apart from my sexy over-knee boots and had a great last night's playtime fun.  I ended up with a small extra gift to remember my visit to Berlin - a spunk-covered chest, courtesy of D.

Dexi Delite Manchester and Cheshire Escort -  spunky tits @ Berlin!
By midday on Monday we were landing back at Manchester Airport - another fabulous visit to Berlin and more fabulous memories to bring back home.  

Thank you Berlin, and a BIG thank you D!

Lastly, I've finally managed to get another short video for my website - stockings and high heels this time.  I hope you enjoy it!