I have posted this in the main section as it's a little more than a straight report, reading like another chapter.
I will put a more concise negative review on the Yorkshire board later.
So I had my first punt today since the last day of September last year, getting on for eleven months and the longest I’ve gone without since 1989.
I fully intended to see Chelsea in Mansfield
https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=15615.0who if she’s the same Chelsea, and the indications are she is, provided me with my only decent punt in Derby five years ago. Although she was very good the fact that it was five years ago put me off slightly so I started trawling AW. Wished the fucker hadn’t have come back up then I’d probably have stuck with Chelsea whose number I’d just taken before AW went down.
Didn’t want to travel too far so I just checked South Yorks and Chesterfield. All the ones that took my eye were Romanian, but there were quite a few. I decided to telephone working on my trusted assumption that the sound of the voice is a good indicator. The problem is when they have a foreign accent it’s not so easy to discern the vibes as you can do with a native accent.
There were two in Chesterfield although as one didn’t have a face photo I ruled her out and called the other one. She answered immediately but sounded as off hand as many of the EE’s do on the phone. I asked her where she was based in Chesterfield and she said she’d text me the address. Naturally she didn’t. Good start I thought, things don’t change.
I texted her for the address and she responded that she was staying in the Chesterfield Hotel. Now my first punt of last year was there with a crap English prossy from Sheffield. The room was also crap and very hot and it was nowhere near the temperature then that it is now. Don’t fancy that I thought. It would seem the Chesterfield Hotel, which is by the station, is a favourite for passing prossies. It used to be the top hotel in town but is now old and tired looking and has been superseded by newer modern places. The only couple of rooms I’ve been in have been crap, although I suppose they must have some ‘executive’ rooms.
I next telephoned an attractive looking one with loads of photos
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This one was based on London Rd in Sheffield which was quite convenient. However she didn’t sound brilliant on the phone, speaking quietly and sounding older. Thinking it might be bait and switch I ruled her out.
If only I’d known!
The next one I called was
External Link/Members OnlyDomination and an extensive list of services, I wanted something a bit more than straight sex to stimulate me after all this time. Now this one sounded bright, breezy and bubbly when she answered, which in my experience isn’t usually the case with EE’s. Only two photos and I didn’t fancy the strap on but an extensive profile and she didn’t look bad so I made the booking.
During the next couple of hours I was as nervous as a novice punter, which in a way I guess I was, wondering whether to go through with it or not. Although I suppose rather than nerves I was concerned about it being crap and a waste of money. I checked the address she’d given me on Google Street view, as another of my rules is that if it’s a shithole it will be crap. I don’t know Rotherham very well although I used to work there for a few months twenty odd years ago, and there certainly were some shitholes. However this was far from a shithole, but an upmarket new development. What with this and the bright sounding voice I thought that’s it I will go for it.
The first thing is that I hate driving around places I don’t really know in my old age, although I know much of Sheffield like the back of my hand much of Rotherham remains a mystery to me. The getting there which used to be an exciting build up to the punt is now a pain in the arse for me when I have to drive to unfamiliar destinations. This is another reason I prefer punting in London where I don’t have to drive. If you drive within the speed limit these days you always have some cunt up your arse and sure enough I did. The twat then decided to overtake me in a dangerous position. Not conducive to relaxing you before a punt.
I eventually found the place after going past it. The area was a mixture of houses and apartments and appeared to be a recent development. Parking wasn’t easy as everyone seemed to have at least a couple of vehicles and no one seemed to be at work. It turned out there was ample designated parking for visitors right outside the apartment but I’d already parked some discreet distance away.
Anyway when she let me in it was not the girl in the photo but a fat minger with peroxide hair.
Bait and switch I immediately thought and why I didn’t walk there and then as I had when confronted with a similar EE situation some years ago in a Mews house in London’s Lancaster Gate I have no idea..
I suppose I didn’t walk because 1. I only had a fleeting glance at her as she led me into the room and then disappeared to prepare, and I wondered if it might be the same girl with a different hair style. 2. I stupidly hoped maybe she was just the maid and the girl in the photos would appear. 3. I had driven over there and didn’t have a firm plan B, apart from driving to GFE in Sheffield breaking one of the fundamental rules of punting.
So like a complete twat I handed £60 over for half an hour and went ahead with the appointment. To be fair to her she was friendly and tried her utmost, but I simply didn’t fancy her in the slightest and I couldn’t get the semblance of an erection. She dominated me and she was very good at it but whatever she did it made no difference. She was youngish but she had a real belly and massive tits, some men would like that but as one who prefers very slim women it repulsed me. It wouldn’t have been too bad if her face had been even plain but I found her actually ugly.
She said four of them worked there from the same number that’s why she wasn’t the girl in the photos. Now this is something I ought to have been aware of having come across it before, for example at the aforementioned Lancaster Gate.
She even brought her friend in to watch, which was a bit of a turn on, but the friend was little better looking than her with a substantial belly herself and she remained dressed and didn’t join in, instead just standing there smiling.
There was no clockwatching and she tried all ways to get me to come, although there was no kissing (fortunately!) and there was no way I could fuck her as my knob remained stubbornly flaccid.
During her efforts I closed my eyes and thought of the last time I was in a two girl EE domination situation with Sarah and Ingrid of Anna’s Angels who were as fit as these two were fat. I tried to imagine the EE accents I was hearing were theirs but it was all to no avail. My first punt in the best part of a year and I failed to cum! Why I didn’t go to see Chelsea I have no idea but I will be cursing myself for my folly all weekend.
There are decent attractive EE girls to be had locally. Julia of Sheffield Belles who I saw last year was decent in both looks and service although she was £120. However that was for the hour so it isn’t that much more - this fat minger would have been £100 for an hour.
In the days when I had enough money this was the kind of punt that would have inspired me to immediately go for another one, especially as I didn’t cum, but financially that’s no longer possible at present.
I will now definitely save myself for London. I will have the wherewithal to fund the trip and a few punts within the next few weeks. If I can wait nearly eleven months I can wait another few weeks.
I just hope Nicoletta or somebody equivalent is available to help erase the memory of this beast.
