Sextus
27-12-2013, 09:34 PM
Girl's name : Maggie
Establishment : 647 Waterloo
Contact Details/ 647 Elizabeth st Waterloo / 9310 1837
Hours of Business : 24 / 7 Thursday to Saturday, 10am till late other days
Rates : $150/hour or $130 for 45 minutes
Age : Late 20's early 30's
Size/shape : a perfectly proportioned soft and voluptuous figure
Nationality or Ethnicity : Chinese, Hong Kong
Services Provided (on this occasion): DFK, FS, BBBJ, daty, pussy sliding
Value for money/recommend? : Yes - she was definitely a GFE.
Review:
It isn’t the first time a photo has aroused my interest in a girl and I doubt if it will be the last. Some shops are much better than others in their photo presentation, with 647 a bit hit and miss with that. This no doubt comes down to the skills of those holding the camera phone, but in this case the pic of Maggie was a good one.
Of course it wouldn’t matter how good the photo is if it hadn’t shown me that she has a very nice and soft voluptuous body, a more rounded and taller girl than many of the wand slim C-girls I visit. Gorgeous as they are, there is something about the broadcasting of erotic signals from a voluptuous body that really grabs me.
http://i1301.photobucket.com/albums/ag116/waveflow/maggie_zps39ade92e.jpg (http://s1301.photobucket.com/user/waveflow/media/maggie_zps39ade92e.jpg.html)
But according to the 647 roster Maggie was only going to be there one day -
Christmas Day!
So it took some sacrifice for me restrain my appetite during the biggest and most celebratory dinner of the year in the service of another appetite I’d suddenly developed for Maggie. I mean, vigorous sexual manoevures and a bellyfull of rich and substantial Christmas fare do not a combination make. Not unless you are into the more bizarre and outre’ sexual fetishes like chundering all over the girl beneath you! :grimace:
Not that I restricted myself during Christmas lunch to just the foam on the top of my beer. But no-one noticed my restraint anyway, and even if they had, the reason for it would have been well beyond any conclusion they might have drawn (in the absence of the infinitesimal chance they are reading this.)
Kuew told me the shop had been very slow that day, and that left free the premier suite - it has not just one but two couches in it - and he directed me in there. I told him I was there to see Maggie, and I hesitated briefly about asking to see everyone for intro first for future reference. Next time maybe.
I gave Kuew the funds for 45 minutes and decided to jump straight into the shower to not waste time. I’d hoped to be draped in a towel at least before Maggie arrived, but before I’d finished undressing she appeared. Meanwhile I was stripped bottom half, and was standing there in an unbuttoned shirt.
Now, I do have some sense of decorum, but I didn’t feel much of that meeting a girl for the very first time in such an obscene state of wardrobe malfunction. We weren’t even introduced yet, and I’m standing there with my junk on full and lurid display like the dirtiest of dirty perves! I hastily reached for my jeans and draped them strategically until we could at least get the barest of formalities out of the way (though perhaps “barest” isn’t my best choice of words.)
Maggie, in contrast to my graceless appearance, looked lovely. She was wearing a sky blue ensemble that you could call a sarong if it wasn’t only a tenth of the length. I dwelt on her soft tummy and full boobies spilling over her bra top and then on her 100% Chinese face and admired her full lips, pretty eyes and cute smile.
The introductions I was so keen to get out of the way comprised of telling her my name and asking her to repeat it - C-girls always have cute difficulties with the “r’s” -they come out as “w’s.”
Intros over, I skipped the lunch, dinner date, drinks, and invite in for coffee and just dived straight into the Lfk and bum squeezing. I confess somewhat to my shame, that at this stage I scarcely knew anything else about the girl short of what my eyes, lips, tongue, groin and wandering hands were telling me. But at the time even this limited knowledge seemed to have an almost encyclopaedic quality to it!
Our hugging and kissing progess gradually led us over to the shower into which I stepped after eventually tearing myself away from her. My eyes stayed on her as she stripped off her skimpy garments and bent nude over the bedside table to rummage through her handbag. The sight of her round, fully presented arse was an invitation fit for a Sultan - but it was suddenly obscured by steam on the shower glass. I frantically washed it away with the shower nozzle, making sure the lower part of the glass was also clear so my rigid cock didn’t miss out on the sight either. :shout:
We males are such visual creatures! Slave to, like, about a million years of evolution perfecting the female form to maximise its attraction to us. I think it finally perfected it about 250,000 years ago. But the irony is that all the while the girls were evolving, we guys were devolving into complete perves because of it!
It has been a long time since I was in 647’s premier room, so instead of the bed, I made for the couch for something different, and Maggie and I began making out there like teenagers with absent parents. Eventually she knelt on the floor and began licking my balls and shaft while wandering down my thighs with her wet tongue. That must use up a lot of spit. Her tease went on for a long time as she carefully avoided my cock head like it was a delayed dessert. In fact I was getting a little impatient. So a couple of times I twitched my (I think 69hornyjohn69 calls them) pc muscles to try to randomly flick my cock into her mouth as it passed by, hoping to pop it into her mouth like a ping pong ball into a Luna Park clown face. It didn’t work!
Eventually she took me fully in, still taking it nice and slow, and that was fine, it was early days yet. Soon I swung her around onto the counch and we got back into more dfk’ing while I played with her lovely full nippled boobies. This combination is something I really like to keep up in a perpetual motion that feels as good at the beginning as it is does at the end.
I moved my right hand down between her thighs to her lightly furred snatch and was pleasantly surprised to feel that she was absolutely sopping wet. Her long tease had been turning her on too. She groaned with pleasure as I began frigging her sopping warm internals, my middle finger right up inside her.
Looking at her panting full lipped mouth, I enjoyed the thought that at any moment I could dive down onto it and thrust my tongue in. I heard my frigging fingers making wet sounds at her cunt as I delayed no longer and locked onto her full lipped mouth again.
The thought of her wetness was on my mind and so I moved between her legs and pussy-slid my cock up and down her lips, feeling my bare cock head bumping over her hot clit. :slobber: She was loving this as much as me, but I have to admit the restraint pussy sliding calls me to exercise means I can’t keep doing it for very long, and so I put my hands under her soft buns, slid them out and dove inside with my tongue instead.
I lifted her arse up and dined away on her yummy pussy, and I would have kept that up for much longer, but her little tuft of black hair was tickling my nose and was a distraction. A shaven haven I prefer! :smile:
I was more than ready to fuck her now, and told her as much. It is always very horny to tell a girl that straight out, and beat about the bush by not beating about the bush!
We got on the bed, and for fuck’s sake I just couldn't help getting back between her legs, spreading them wide and engaging in some more very hot pussy sliding - jeez it felt good. But again, I couldn’t stand doing that for very long and I pleaded for a condom - and what a relief it was to finally slide it all the way home after so much build up.
Maggie is a bigger girl than I have had for a while and it was just fantastic to be well and truly in her soft saddle and feeling that sublime softness under me. Very feminine. I looked down at her soft girly thighs caressing mine as they moved back and forth slightly with our fucking rythm. Her full lipped mouth and tongue invited me back inside it as I felt my balls slap into her soft ass.
Asking her to get on top I was hopng for some classic Asian bouncing squat action, but I have found it is only the 55kg or under girls that can manage that without becoming tired too quickly, and Maggie didn’t attempt it at all. In fact she slipped me inside her and lay right down on top of me full length and rocked her hips back and forth while giving her clitty plenty of attention.
She then surprised me by ripping of the condom, and climbing back on to move her hips and rub my bare cock head over her pussy lips and clitty again, announcing that she wanted to “feel me.” Hey! This was Christmas Day, and I was obviously her first fuckee of the day and so she was really horny. I felt her hot lips sliding back and forth on my shaft and cock head, and before long it was driving me crazy again! :surprise: I found myself once more pleading for a dom!
Maggie laughed and got up to comply but before she did she took my cock back in her mouth and really went hard and fast this time, her head bobbing up and down like a fishing float with a school of leatherjackets under it. She was definitely turned on. Suddenly remembering about getting the dom, I was soon back inside the warm snug sanctuary of her quim, with her on top.
She’s a gal who knows what she wants, because she split my legs apart while keeping me inside her, and nestled in between my thighs, she fucked herself on my tightly penetrating rod. I could feel her giving her clitty maximum attention and feel her excitement building, and about a minute later she was gasping out an orgasm into my ear. Her pussy suddenly got even wetter and more slippery and I enhanced her orgasm with some swift penetrations.
She collapsed down onto me, her breath in my ear, and I let her recover.
Not for too long though, as I find a freshly orgasmed girl and pussy to be a huge turn on. :thirst: I flipped her over, spread her legs, and sunk right back into her. She looked really horny lying there so compliantly and submissively, and as I fucked her juicy freshly orgasmed pussy, it felt so fucking wet and fertile that if any of my come ever leaked out into it you’d swear she’d have quads. :shout:
My balls started to tingle under the impact of these thoughts and I could feel them calling forth their load. Maggie must have felt it too because she grabbed my buns and pulled them to her, pulling me into her with each stroke. With the feel of her hands gripping my arse and her tits pressed against my chest I hammered into her and began shooting out great loads of baby juice.
That felt great, even as I knew my multitudes of tadpoles were once more complaining:
“Foiled again - so near and yet so far!"
And more, as Maggie went to dispose of them:
“Not the bin, oh please not the bin again! Oh, the humanity!”
“Hey stop complainng” I chided. “At least last time you were here you landed in a mouth (Sunny's) - on the way to the bin, sure, but remember that in a spectacular (yet to be seen) photo review you even got swallowed!”
“Yeah, yeah, ok, that’s true”, they conceded grudgingly in unison as Maggie dropped them without further ceremony into the bedside tidy “but when is everyone else going to see that? When is our day in the sun gonna finally happen?”
While I think I could still hear my sperm bemoaning their fate, their argument was suddenly cut off by the tidy lid, and I spent my wind down cuddle time with Maggie getting to know her better.
And I quickly grew to like her. There was a bit of a language barrier there, but it was fun trying to communicate and she has a sweet smile that she gives you often, and the little English she does know she speaks clearly. She can also repeat English words she hears just once and then ask what they mean. Eg.
"What does ‘sweetie-pie’ mean?”
“Erm… “honey” I answered.
“Oh - ‘honey’ – you’re nice!”
It might have also been because she was saying complimentary things to me - and she also wondered why I wasn’t married. But I figured our language attempts weren’t going to stretch so far for me to say. So I shrugged and pointed to my bare ring finger. No, not to my bare ring – I’ll save that for next time, if there is one.
(Newsflash: Victoria has since texted me on to say that Maggie decided on Christmas night to join the 647 roster. I don’t know how many punters they had in that day, probably precious few, so maybe I had something to do with her decision? Blush. :prettiness: )
Establishment : 647 Waterloo
Contact Details/ 647 Elizabeth st Waterloo / 9310 1837
Hours of Business : 24 / 7 Thursday to Saturday, 10am till late other days
Rates : $150/hour or $130 for 45 minutes
Age : Late 20's early 30's
Size/shape : a perfectly proportioned soft and voluptuous figure
Nationality or Ethnicity : Chinese, Hong Kong
Services Provided (on this occasion): DFK, FS, BBBJ, daty, pussy sliding
Value for money/recommend? : Yes - she was definitely a GFE.
Review:
It isn’t the first time a photo has aroused my interest in a girl and I doubt if it will be the last. Some shops are much better than others in their photo presentation, with 647 a bit hit and miss with that. This no doubt comes down to the skills of those holding the camera phone, but in this case the pic of Maggie was a good one.
Of course it wouldn’t matter how good the photo is if it hadn’t shown me that she has a very nice and soft voluptuous body, a more rounded and taller girl than many of the wand slim C-girls I visit. Gorgeous as they are, there is something about the broadcasting of erotic signals from a voluptuous body that really grabs me.
http://i1301.photobucket.com/albums/ag116/waveflow/maggie_zps39ade92e.jpg (http://s1301.photobucket.com/user/waveflow/media/maggie_zps39ade92e.jpg.html)
But according to the 647 roster Maggie was only going to be there one day -
Christmas Day!
So it took some sacrifice for me restrain my appetite during the biggest and most celebratory dinner of the year in the service of another appetite I’d suddenly developed for Maggie. I mean, vigorous sexual manoevures and a bellyfull of rich and substantial Christmas fare do not a combination make. Not unless you are into the more bizarre and outre’ sexual fetishes like chundering all over the girl beneath you! :grimace:
Not that I restricted myself during Christmas lunch to just the foam on the top of my beer. But no-one noticed my restraint anyway, and even if they had, the reason for it would have been well beyond any conclusion they might have drawn (in the absence of the infinitesimal chance they are reading this.)
Kuew told me the shop had been very slow that day, and that left free the premier suite - it has not just one but two couches in it - and he directed me in there. I told him I was there to see Maggie, and I hesitated briefly about asking to see everyone for intro first for future reference. Next time maybe.
I gave Kuew the funds for 45 minutes and decided to jump straight into the shower to not waste time. I’d hoped to be draped in a towel at least before Maggie arrived, but before I’d finished undressing she appeared. Meanwhile I was stripped bottom half, and was standing there in an unbuttoned shirt.
Now, I do have some sense of decorum, but I didn’t feel much of that meeting a girl for the very first time in such an obscene state of wardrobe malfunction. We weren’t even introduced yet, and I’m standing there with my junk on full and lurid display like the dirtiest of dirty perves! I hastily reached for my jeans and draped them strategically until we could at least get the barest of formalities out of the way (though perhaps “barest” isn’t my best choice of words.)
Maggie, in contrast to my graceless appearance, looked lovely. She was wearing a sky blue ensemble that you could call a sarong if it wasn’t only a tenth of the length. I dwelt on her soft tummy and full boobies spilling over her bra top and then on her 100% Chinese face and admired her full lips, pretty eyes and cute smile.
The introductions I was so keen to get out of the way comprised of telling her my name and asking her to repeat it - C-girls always have cute difficulties with the “r’s” -they come out as “w’s.”
Intros over, I skipped the lunch, dinner date, drinks, and invite in for coffee and just dived straight into the Lfk and bum squeezing. I confess somewhat to my shame, that at this stage I scarcely knew anything else about the girl short of what my eyes, lips, tongue, groin and wandering hands were telling me. But at the time even this limited knowledge seemed to have an almost encyclopaedic quality to it!
Our hugging and kissing progess gradually led us over to the shower into which I stepped after eventually tearing myself away from her. My eyes stayed on her as she stripped off her skimpy garments and bent nude over the bedside table to rummage through her handbag. The sight of her round, fully presented arse was an invitation fit for a Sultan - but it was suddenly obscured by steam on the shower glass. I frantically washed it away with the shower nozzle, making sure the lower part of the glass was also clear so my rigid cock didn’t miss out on the sight either. :shout:
We males are such visual creatures! Slave to, like, about a million years of evolution perfecting the female form to maximise its attraction to us. I think it finally perfected it about 250,000 years ago. But the irony is that all the while the girls were evolving, we guys were devolving into complete perves because of it!
It has been a long time since I was in 647’s premier room, so instead of the bed, I made for the couch for something different, and Maggie and I began making out there like teenagers with absent parents. Eventually she knelt on the floor and began licking my balls and shaft while wandering down my thighs with her wet tongue. That must use up a lot of spit. Her tease went on for a long time as she carefully avoided my cock head like it was a delayed dessert. In fact I was getting a little impatient. So a couple of times I twitched my (I think 69hornyjohn69 calls them) pc muscles to try to randomly flick my cock into her mouth as it passed by, hoping to pop it into her mouth like a ping pong ball into a Luna Park clown face. It didn’t work!
Eventually she took me fully in, still taking it nice and slow, and that was fine, it was early days yet. Soon I swung her around onto the counch and we got back into more dfk’ing while I played with her lovely full nippled boobies. This combination is something I really like to keep up in a perpetual motion that feels as good at the beginning as it is does at the end.
I moved my right hand down between her thighs to her lightly furred snatch and was pleasantly surprised to feel that she was absolutely sopping wet. Her long tease had been turning her on too. She groaned with pleasure as I began frigging her sopping warm internals, my middle finger right up inside her.
Looking at her panting full lipped mouth, I enjoyed the thought that at any moment I could dive down onto it and thrust my tongue in. I heard my frigging fingers making wet sounds at her cunt as I delayed no longer and locked onto her full lipped mouth again.
The thought of her wetness was on my mind and so I moved between her legs and pussy-slid my cock up and down her lips, feeling my bare cock head bumping over her hot clit. :slobber: She was loving this as much as me, but I have to admit the restraint pussy sliding calls me to exercise means I can’t keep doing it for very long, and so I put my hands under her soft buns, slid them out and dove inside with my tongue instead.
I lifted her arse up and dined away on her yummy pussy, and I would have kept that up for much longer, but her little tuft of black hair was tickling my nose and was a distraction. A shaven haven I prefer! :smile:
I was more than ready to fuck her now, and told her as much. It is always very horny to tell a girl that straight out, and beat about the bush by not beating about the bush!
We got on the bed, and for fuck’s sake I just couldn't help getting back between her legs, spreading them wide and engaging in some more very hot pussy sliding - jeez it felt good. But again, I couldn’t stand doing that for very long and I pleaded for a condom - and what a relief it was to finally slide it all the way home after so much build up.
Maggie is a bigger girl than I have had for a while and it was just fantastic to be well and truly in her soft saddle and feeling that sublime softness under me. Very feminine. I looked down at her soft girly thighs caressing mine as they moved back and forth slightly with our fucking rythm. Her full lipped mouth and tongue invited me back inside it as I felt my balls slap into her soft ass.
Asking her to get on top I was hopng for some classic Asian bouncing squat action, but I have found it is only the 55kg or under girls that can manage that without becoming tired too quickly, and Maggie didn’t attempt it at all. In fact she slipped me inside her and lay right down on top of me full length and rocked her hips back and forth while giving her clitty plenty of attention.
She then surprised me by ripping of the condom, and climbing back on to move her hips and rub my bare cock head over her pussy lips and clitty again, announcing that she wanted to “feel me.” Hey! This was Christmas Day, and I was obviously her first fuckee of the day and so she was really horny. I felt her hot lips sliding back and forth on my shaft and cock head, and before long it was driving me crazy again! :surprise: I found myself once more pleading for a dom!
Maggie laughed and got up to comply but before she did she took my cock back in her mouth and really went hard and fast this time, her head bobbing up and down like a fishing float with a school of leatherjackets under it. She was definitely turned on. Suddenly remembering about getting the dom, I was soon back inside the warm snug sanctuary of her quim, with her on top.
She’s a gal who knows what she wants, because she split my legs apart while keeping me inside her, and nestled in between my thighs, she fucked herself on my tightly penetrating rod. I could feel her giving her clitty maximum attention and feel her excitement building, and about a minute later she was gasping out an orgasm into my ear. Her pussy suddenly got even wetter and more slippery and I enhanced her orgasm with some swift penetrations.
She collapsed down onto me, her breath in my ear, and I let her recover.
Not for too long though, as I find a freshly orgasmed girl and pussy to be a huge turn on. :thirst: I flipped her over, spread her legs, and sunk right back into her. She looked really horny lying there so compliantly and submissively, and as I fucked her juicy freshly orgasmed pussy, it felt so fucking wet and fertile that if any of my come ever leaked out into it you’d swear she’d have quads. :shout:
My balls started to tingle under the impact of these thoughts and I could feel them calling forth their load. Maggie must have felt it too because she grabbed my buns and pulled them to her, pulling me into her with each stroke. With the feel of her hands gripping my arse and her tits pressed against my chest I hammered into her and began shooting out great loads of baby juice.
That felt great, even as I knew my multitudes of tadpoles were once more complaining:
“Foiled again - so near and yet so far!"
And more, as Maggie went to dispose of them:
“Not the bin, oh please not the bin again! Oh, the humanity!”
“Hey stop complainng” I chided. “At least last time you were here you landed in a mouth (Sunny's) - on the way to the bin, sure, but remember that in a spectacular (yet to be seen) photo review you even got swallowed!”
“Yeah, yeah, ok, that’s true”, they conceded grudgingly in unison as Maggie dropped them without further ceremony into the bedside tidy “but when is everyone else going to see that? When is our day in the sun gonna finally happen?”
While I think I could still hear my sperm bemoaning their fate, their argument was suddenly cut off by the tidy lid, and I spent my wind down cuddle time with Maggie getting to know her better.
And I quickly grew to like her. There was a bit of a language barrier there, but it was fun trying to communicate and she has a sweet smile that she gives you often, and the little English she does know she speaks clearly. She can also repeat English words she hears just once and then ask what they mean. Eg.
"What does ‘sweetie-pie’ mean?”
“Erm… “honey” I answered.
“Oh - ‘honey’ – you’re nice!”
It might have also been because she was saying complimentary things to me - and she also wondered why I wasn’t married. But I figured our language attempts weren’t going to stretch so far for me to say. So I shrugged and pointed to my bare ring finger. No, not to my bare ring – I’ll save that for next time, if there is one.
(Newsflash: Victoria has since texted me on to say that Maggie decided on Christmas night to join the 647 roster. I don’t know how many punters they had in that day, probably precious few, so maybe I had something to do with her decision? Blush. :prettiness: )