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Offline purple_t

This is always a fear of mine, I think it would put me off if it were to ever happen mid-shag.

Only happened to me once and fortunately was near the end after I had cum, the girl did answer it (after asking if I didn't mind), she didn't think it would be a punter as she said no-one else had booked yet that day. Turned out it was the postman needing recorded delivery (she'd ordered some new underwear...). To make up for the minute or so of lost time she tried on the underwear and asked me what I thought while posing a bit :thumbsup:

So it wasn't a disaster, but at first I thought it could have been another punter or a pimp or something. Fortunately she had an intercom so if it was the next punter she could have told him to wait, but some girls don't have these and would have to answer the door to find out who it is.

So has the doorbell ever rang when you were mid-punt, and if so how did the girl / you deal with it?!

Offline mrdiamond77

Just like yourself, on two occasions I have been interrupted by the postman, both this last year.  First time was between pops, second time was at the end of the booking when I was just heading for the shower.  Thankfully nobody has interrupted me in mid hump, yet.

Offline Home Alone

Well not actually mid-punt, but on the way there!

This happened to me last November.  About 15 minutes before I was due to arrive at the WG's place, I'd got to the general area where she worked but didn't have the house number so I rang the WG, only to be told there was a problem.  This was after about a 75-minute journey so you can imagine how hacked off I was.

The problem was that the boiler in the house had packed up the day before but the WG had fixed it - more than I could have done if it had happened at mine!  However an Inspector had to come and approve the work she'd done and while I'd been on my way, he'd rung to tell her to expect him about the same time that my appointment was due to begin! :scare:  She gave me the option of hanging around outside; or coming in to the house, having a cup of coffee and passing myself off as her "Uncle Luke" ;) while the Inspector did what he had to do.  Once he'd gone, then we'd go upstairs and my hour could begin a bit late.

Obviously, I opted for the 2nd.  So the WG made my coffee and told me that I'd get my full hour because she'd re-scheduled other clients - I was the first one of the morning.  Of course, the Inspector was later in arriving than we'd expected but when he eventually arrived, I'm passed off as 'her uncle' who'd just popped round for a chat and she's there in her 'civvies' so there was no indication to him that we were waiting for him to do a quick inspection then push off so that we could get down to business upstairs.  He kept talking and talking, generally stringing out this inspection.

Finally, he left.  We went upstairs and had just started getting to grips with each other - you know; the DFK stage - when her front door bell rang! :mad:  She put an old dressing gown over her lingerie and went downstairs; I felt sure I was going to be short-changed for my appointment with her next client waiting downstairs.  But no; it was her chatty Inspector again - he'd apparently left his torch in the kitchen! :angry: :diablo:   When I heard that,  I knew where I wanted to stuff it!

At least he didn't come back while we were any further into the meet but it was bad enough as it was.

Offline Kenaldo

I was interrupted mid hump with a girl who I'd seen before a couple of tines.

To be fair she just ignored the persistent knocker but it put her off much more than me and though I tried to carry on fucking her during the knocking she was having none of it.

We eventually finished the dirty deed but it became rushed as a result. No so much the time but the fact that she was distracted and just anted to get it over and done with. Shame as she was in the zone before hand.

Next time I tried to arrange she said I seemed 'distracted' last time!

We never met again.

Offline Jeff_withpetersen

Not had someone ring the door as such but once swore I heard someone open the front door at about 17:15 and just merrily wander up the stairs while me and the WG were going at it in the adjacent bedroom. I'm also sure that there was a dude's jacket hung up on a chair downstairs that wasn't there before when I arrived. It was an English WG so assume it was just her husband/bf coming home from work and used to the situation? Still weirded me out a bit though, I mean who wants to be the guy seeing the WG when the 'understanding husband' has had the day from hell, decides he's had enough of his wife being a WG and goes ape on the punter?

Offline Horizontal pleasures

Cynthia Payne's parties.
She had some ladies from out of town who would come up the day before and stay overnight. Special guests were invited on the evening before. I was in bed with two gorgeous young Welsh ladies who were like yin and yang around me, One was huge BBW and one was small and slim. Our limbs were totally entangled and the bell goes and mister plod walks into the room.

No one was arrested but it was the beginning of the end as Cynthia was obviously running a brothel.

She still had parties for a while longer It was so long ago (I think mid 1970s maybe) that I cannot recall the details of how it all ended, although I can remember many events and encounters.

Offline nigel4498

Worse than that.
I as fucking a Spanish prossie in Southampton and the landlord let himself in.
She managed to block him from entering the bedroom though.
Boy, did she go ballistic.

Offline Walsalllad15

I want to see anna in Walsall, but she was busy and offered me her  very nice friend instead. Got down to action bagging away and Anna's sister and elderly mom arrive.  Had to sneak out her window answer as her lounge door was always open

Offline steve7458

Arrived once at a girl's own place and within 5 minutes someone was knocking at the door incessantly, I told the girl she ought to answer it.  She was wearing something skimpy but nonetheless went straight to the door in that to be greeted by a girl (possibly who worked for a local agency) shouting and screaming that she had seen me enter the premises and she knew what she was up to and she was about to call the police unless she kicked me out immediately.

Offline purple_t

Arrived once at a girl's own place and within 5 minutes someone was knocking at the door incessantly, I told the girl she ought to answer it.  She was wearing something skimpy but nonetheless went straight to the door in that to be greeted by a girl (possibly who worked for a local agency) shouting and screaming that she had seen me enter the premises and she knew what she was up to and she was about to call the police unless she kicked me out immediately.

Damn! What happened after that?

Offline suttonporksword

I once saw a girl in london who shared a flat with another wg. there were limited rooms, so the event took place in an area cordoned off with a floor to ceiling curtain. mid way through I heard the other girl come back and I found it a turn on knowing she could hear us at it. as it turned out the other girl was someone I has seen about 18 months previous at a different place in the city

Offline jlike

Never had a door knock during a punt but had a funny near miss.
I was off to see a regular, had texted her to say I was on my way which means I would be at her door in about 5 mins. As I was approaching her house I saw a delivery van ( local organic veg box supplier) stop at her house. The delivery driver goes to the door and rings the bell, she thinks it's me and answers the door in her 'working' attire. Meanwhile I have slowed up and ambled along until he drove away. We had a right laugh about it after.

Offline mrfishyfoo

Yep it's happened to me as well.

The lass in question was having a new door fitted on her flat as some twat had bust the one that was on it.

The delivery man was meant to arrive after the punt and the lass had warned me. He arrived early, and before we had started fucking, so the lass adjusted the start time to fit.

southampton.guy

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Had something similar happen to me about 3 or 4 years ago. I was seeing an escort, Olivia, in Bournemouth who was a friend of Exclusive Bella......and was seeing her, as an incall at Bella's place.

As we found out half way through our meeting, the place was up for sale and the estate agent had a front door key.......he let himself in and shouted "hello, anyone in?"........we obviuosly stopped mid way through the action and neither said anythinhg. we just didn.t really know what to say! Luckily, he then let himself out and we continued with our remaining time. And very nice it was to.

However, when we came to leave, we found the door had both a rim latch type lock and a chubb type lock. Olivia hadn.t any keys as Bella had just told her to slam the door after her........but the Estate Agent had Chubb locked it. so we were locked in.

Olivia phoned Bella to come and let us out.....but its a real problem being locked in a house with a lovely escort for about 30 minutes!!!! (luckily i didn.t "need" to be anywhere afterwards otherwise I would have been in trouble!)

Offline cueball

I've had the prossie's son chucking pebbles at her bedroom window trying to get her attention to let him in whilst I were hanging out of the back of her  :lol:

I left by the back way after the punt and she went out of the front. The young lad was getting a thick ear off his mam as I passed by  :lol:

Offline anthonysykes

I was recently in Baron's in Preston with a bbw grinding around on my cock, when the door opened and another punter just walked in! He just said Oops sorry and closed the door behind him. The WG screamed and two minutes later the Madame lady came up and knocked on the door to make sure that all was ok.
Guess the locks are not always reliable on brothel doors.

Offline Lever

I had an experience that I found very unnerving at the time a few years ago. I was mid-punt with an older WG when I heard the front door of the flat open. She shot up off the bed, told me to wait there, and rushed out of the room completely naked - clearly she knew who it was.

I heard the front door slam very quickly a few seconds later. She walked back in and casually told me it was her (grown up) son, who still lived with her. Apparently he knew what she did, saw my shoes at the door, realised he was meant to be somewhere else and left very quickly.

Not sure I'd have appreciated getting a full on naked view of my mother, the poor lad must've been mortified :sarcastic:

It weirded me out for the rest of the punt, but looking back on it it was quite amusing. Glad I took my shoes off at the door though, could've been really awkward if he'd seen someone only a few years older than him shagging his mum.

Online willie loman

Ive had the step mum shout through the letter box, the 14 year old son let himself into the flat, the police knocking about unpaid fine, all with the same girl. Fortunately don't see her anymore.

Offline iwtc

Happened to me a few months ago in Central London, where the cleaning lady entered the apartment as I was literally mid-stroke - the girl I was with (#MIA#) quickly jumped off me to sort it out.  Apparently she was using a serviced short-term apartment and the cleaning service arrived a day earlier than they were supposed to.

It was quite the unnerving experience and we both needed a few minutes to get back in the spirit of things, but she definitely made up for it!



Offline stevedave

Yeah, it's happened a couple of times to me.

The one that sticks in the memory was with Escort Scarlett in Batley....20 minutes in and the doorbell goes. Just ignore it she says, it's only the window cleaner, he fancies me he's always hanging about.

Fucking glad she had the curtains shut, he was probably wiping her windows clean while she was swallowing my baby batter!

SuitedandBooted

  • Guest
Punting a regular 20-something posh english girl, and during a naughty afternoon her parents decided to pop around unannounced. Thankfully the door was locked and when her parents text she claimed to be out and they left her presents with a neighbour.

Glad they didn't see what we were up too. And it took me ages to calm her down again before she could get back to it.

Offline Wilson85

Once at a notorious motel in Basildon. There was persistent knocking at the door so I had to hide in the shower while she answered it.

Some one was asking about parking, the door faced the carpark so some one must have seen me go in.

Another time I asked to have a shower and 3 prossies trooped out of the bathroom. Then they went back in there while I porked the rom prossie.  :sarcastic:

cain

  • Guest
Once it happened, door bell rang mid shag, I asked "for you" she said don't worry and we kept on going :)

Offline Home Alone


I left by the back way after the punt.

I can't think what you mean, cueball!! ;) :lol:

Offline tesla

years ago,(circa 2002) somewhere in Shropshire (Ellesmere I think) I had a punt interrupted by an exhaust pipe being delivered for her boyfriends car. memorable punt for all the wrong reasons, empty house being renovated no bed just a mattress upstairs, loo was full of someones shit and the delivery mid punt, cant even remember the girls name , profile disappeared a few days after.

Wayne Scott

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Not the door-bell, but I've had another punter walk into the room (once), and another working girl who shared the flat walk into the room (once). Strangely, it didn't concern me at all. I've also walked into a room in use by another couple while I was looking for the bathroom. It can be hard to navigate sometimes in a new place, and some shared flats don't have individual door locks.

Offline steve7458

Damn! What happened after that?

It really shook the girl up and so she asked me to leave.  I'd not paid I should add so I was ok with leaving. We then chatted on the phone for 10 minutes whilst I walked back to the car but she was still feeling distraught.  She packed in using her own place from that date.

Offline Zero to Hero

I've had security knock on the door midway through a threesome outcall, we were on the 1st floor and hadn't closed the blinds all the way and he'd seen us at it...awkward, he was very relaxed about it and told me to close them fully and enjoy the rest of my night.

Girls got a bit worried, but we saw the funny side after

Offline hantshagger

It really shook the girl up and so she asked me to leave.  I'd not paid I should add so I was ok with leaving. We then chatted on the phone for 10 minutes whilst I walked back to the car but she was still feeling distraught.  She packed in using her own place from that date.

your experience sounds the worst, I must say.  I have had someone knock at door mid punt, but it was actually at a "resting point" in proceeedings so not too bad, and at the girls place, so she dealt with the caller.  She had to put something on of course, but wasnt long before she returned.....She gave me a few extra mins to make up for the interuption  mid punt, which was sign of a good WG  (the caller was unexpected).

Offline The_Don

Re: Ever been mid-punt and someone rang the door?

I've had the bedroom door knocked on a few to many times (IMO):

https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=58397.0


Had front doors opened by other punters, when getting to a punt location.

Exiting, I've opened the same door as well (not the only place, I've had this happen)

https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=42916.0


I've also had the wrong W/G show me in and ask how long. When I corrected her and stated I'm looking for this W/G, showing her an A/W profile.

She stated that the other flat, follow me :lol:

Offline steve7458

your experience sounds the worst, I must say.  I have had someone knock at door mid punt, but it was actually at a "resting point" in proceeedings so not too bad, and at the girls place, so she dealt with the caller.  She had to put something on of course, but wasnt long before she returned.....She gave me a few extra mins to make up for the interuption  mid punt, which was sign of a good WG  (the caller was unexpected).

We've met once since, over a year later, but socially - don't ask!!  I enjoyed catching up with her as we had kept in touch on and off after the abandoned meeting.  Hope to never have that experience again.

Offline MrMatrix

I've had a hotel maid walk in mid stride, as the dozy Doris hadn't locked the door. ;)

Offline One Eyed Snake

years ago,(circa 2002) somewhere in Shropshire (Ellesmere I think) I had a punt interrupted by an exhaust pipe being delivered for her boyfriends car. memorable punt for all the wrong reasons, empty house being renovated no bed just a mattress upstairs, loo was full of someones shit and the delivery mid punt, cant even remember the girls name , profile disappeared a few days after.
Happened to me in Barnsley last week, just getting going when I heard a knock on door. It was only the fucking boyfriend hadn't got his key thank fuck.

goerge37

  • Guest
This is always a fear of mine, I think it would put me off if it were to ever happen mid-shag.

Only happened to me once and fortunately was near the end after I had cum, the girl did answer it (after asking if I didn't mind), she didn't think it would be a punter as she said no-one else had booked yet that day. Turned out it was the postman needing recorded delivery (she'd ordered some new underwear...). To make up for the minute or so of lost time she tried on the underwear and asked me what I thought while posing a bit :thumbsup:

So it wasn't a disaster, but at first I thought it could have been another punter or a pimp or something. Fortunately she had an intercom so if it was the next punter she could have told him to wait, but some girls don't have these and would have to answer the door to find out who it is.

So has the doorbell ever rang when you were mid-punt, and if so how did the girl / you deal with it?!

Not a door going  but a bed collapsing in the next room.    house had a madam and three WG's in it.    I had booked one lady but she was still with a punter so got my 2nd choice   all of a sudden a big crash  and   people flying in all directions  followed by laughter .   think the bed had done more service than it should.


Offline itk

Mid fuck once and the landlord of the property turns up fumbling with his key trying to open the door. Later found out he'd got wind of her being a WG and subsequently threw her out a week later.
Other times were years back when I'd punt with two mates, a lot of it back then was street business and fucking in cars. Remember once, we decided to tell one mate the old bill were coming, we banged on the car window and he drove off, bollock naked with hard on with the WG still in the car. I still laugh out loud thinking about it  :lol: (Still to this day he doesn't know it was a wind up)

Offline fatboy

I was with a regular when a delivery man banged on the door - as we froze mid-shag to make things worse my mobile (which is usually switched off) started ringing. Took what seemed an age before a) the delivery driver tried another door and b) my phone went to voicemail.
We did have a good laugh about it and carried on but I had that nagging 'I wonder who that was' feeling for the rest of the punt.
A bit unnerving, I have a checklist sewn into my underwear now......FB  :rolleyes: :rolleyes:

CardinalSin

  • Guest
Not a door bell, but I remember the sounds of s serious punch-up downstairs during a punt in Aylesbury.

I was just being ravishing by a bookish looking Hungarian who had turned out to be very enthusiastic, when suddenly there was the noise of fight and two (I assume) Hungarian guys having a row.

I figured it was safest to stay where I was and continue, she carried on too and by the time we'd finished so had the fight. I left quickly and didn't see anyone.

It was a damn fine punt but I didn't return.

Yaffa

  • Guest
I do not accept cold callers at all, and as such my buzzer is sometimes OFF, if you have my phone number call me if you do not...go away please :rolleyes:

 
« Last Edit: January 18, 2017, 03:53:25 am by Yaffa »

Offline Chirs18121

One of the first girls I went to see in a not very nice part of town, run down shared house Romanian girl.  But not knowing how nice some wg flats can be knew no different. In a ground floor room she's riding on top an a knock at the door, I ask if she needs to get it but she says ignore it. She keeps going but the person keeps knocking, he even comes to the window an bangs and shouts. She keeps on going not worried. Looking at the tatty curtains I was sure I saw somone looking through a hole at one point. Was handy as put me off my stride an made a 15 min punt last that little bit longer haha. Leaving tho i was very consious that somone was watching me.

Offline Home Alone

One of the first girls I went to see in a not very nice part of town, run down shared house Romanian girl.  But not knowing how nice some wg flats can be knew no different. In a ground floor room she's riding on top an a knock at the door, I ask if she needs to get it but she says ignore it. She keeps going but the person keeps knocking, he even comes to the window an bangs and shouts. She keeps on going not worried. Looking at the tatty curtains I was sure I saw somone looking through a hole at one point. Was handy as put me off my stride an made a 15 min punt last that little bit longer haha. Leaving tho i was very consious that somone was watching me.

Which reminds me of an appointment probably 10 or 11 years ago with "Belinda", my [and others'! ;)] "Regular of choice" in that era.  She'd worked in Parlours in Manchester but had gone "Indie" and was working in various hotels in Lancashire.

On this particular afternoon, we were in a hotel in Chorley but hadn't thought to draw the curtains because we didn't think there was anyone who could observe us.  We were wrong about that because, across the hotel's Car park, there were two maintenance lads from the hotel who hadn't missed a second of what we were up to!  We didn't actually get a round of applause from these lads but we might as well have! ;)  :cool:

Offline andrew9627

I've had it happen a few times. Back in oz once, half way through my time, there was a knockwe look out and 2 cops standing at the door. Scared the shit out of me. We ignored them but luckily they were after someone who lives upstairs in the house.

Wideload

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Didn't hear a knock on the bedroom door in las Vegas, maid have a quick sorry and dashed out. Young lady didn't even break stride. She did mutter something about it not being the first time it's happened.

Offline noutathome

Years ago, when Madam Becky was in Little Horwood (very apt!) I was banging one of her part time girls (yum estate agent!) and the sodding Police arrived as they'd had complaints that punters were going to the wrong house!!  We carried on regardless!!

Offline cmspunk

I was just getting on it with this blonde milf in Essex yearas ago when someone was banging really loud on her door...She was really scared...Someting was def up and asked me to wait and wait and stay for whoever to stop.

I checked outside till it was safe and she said she wouldn't do this again and I never saw her advert again....

Offline tazz

Ive had this happen a few times, once I was just about to slide my cock in this English girls pussy at a brothel house, someone knocked on the door she shouts out "busy", sure threw me. Another time was in session with another English women when the buzzer range, her friend answered and it was a take away delivery, her mate knocks and walks in whilst I'm being sucked off. Also had another instance where a prossie walks in whilst I'm getting a blowjob as she didn't know her mate had a booking.

Also I was in a very large upmarket flat where sex films were also shot at in central london, there was a knock on the bedroom door whilst we were screwing towards the end of the session, turned out the room was rented out to some guy who had come home from his holiday. Boy did that spoil the party.

Offline davidgood

Over the years I have had a couple of occasions when other punters turned up and started knocking but the WG has ignored them and they have gone away.

My most embarrassing situation like this is when I saw a WG in a photo/film studio on an industrial estate. We were just working up to round 2 when we heard a knock at the outside door which we ignored. But then we heard a voice from the lobby and the WG had to jump up and put a towel around herself just as a delivery man was poking his head around the door and asking if we could take in a parcel and then asking what was going on. Quick as a flash the girl said we were rehearsing for a porn shoot and that he should have not walked in even if the door had not been locked, so off he went and the outer door was locked so we get on with round 2 without further interruption.

Regards,

davidgood

 

Offline the_exile

Ive had this happen a few times, once I was just about to slide my cock in this English girls pussy at a brothel house, someone knocked on the door she shouts out "busy", sure threw me.

Yes had that happen in Soho - maid hadn't turned up but we'd got started, girl bawled in my ear when the bloke rang the buzzer on the flat!

newforthisyear

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Not ring the door but probably worse.. I've been mid punt and a toddler walked into the room as I was ploughing his mother in the ass... Sorry kiddo I hope you forget that time..  :hi:

Offline munterhunter

Knocking on thd door? Went to a house in Leeds a long time ago did the paperwork went into bedroom 15 minutes in the bedroom door opens this huge lass walks in and says to the lass I'm banging "Your chips are going cold" She wasn't in the place when I arrived obviously popped out to the chippy!! Luckily I wasn't on the "vinegar stroke" when she walked in on us :D I was able to finish the punt and leave. Don't know if my choice enjoyed her cold chips!

Offline englandfan

once was getting a good sucking from a girl in Liverpool - we were down some side lane overlooking the city in my car.

suddenly became aware of blue flashing lights that appreared to be heading up the lane at speed towards us, and we thought we had been rumbled by the cops

we rushed to get dressed, straightened car seats etc, in a right panic, only to then notice that the cop car was in fact bombing it down the dual carriage way that was adjacent to the lane we were in.

funny now looking back