Sometimes you hit lucky. Ellie had been recommended to me by a punter on UKP and so I emailed her and got the best, friendliest, fullest reply ever. She likes older guys, apparently.
Ellie asks me to phone before the meet. I do so and we have a nice chat – as it happens about the goss on UKP. It’s a real chat: not faux porn, but about sexwork. She’s very well-spoken, informed and a good listener. The background buzz that I’m chatting normally to a girl who I am shortly to have sex with stays in the background. That feels good. For me one of the thrills of punting is having civillised discussions about marginally-socially-acceptable arrangements. With willing, friendly, articulate girls. All boxes ticked so far.
So: comms excellent.
Ellie is based in a really delightful flat 5 minutes from Marble Arch tube. As I go to the session, I’m feeling good because the comms have been so smooth. I sortve know it’s going to go well.
When I get to the right floor (via charming old fashioned lift) Ellie is waiting in her flat, door ajar.In a pretty, light summer dress. She’s smiling welcomingly. So very very pretty. It feels like we already know each other. In the door and a brief chat and a peck on the cheek. Then Ellie reaches up to kiss me on the lips. And, as they say, we’re off.
Ellie is a great, great kisser Long, deep, slow. We’re in gfe territory straight away. In the corridor. Cue stirrings below. I am loving this. I pull up her dress to feel her gorgeous arse, still kissing. Ellie smiles, says how horny I am. And it’s true. I push up against her so she can feel my hardening cock. The kissing gets more passionate. I feel for her pussy and it’s clear that Ellie, dress now up by her waist, is enjoying this.
I think it’s time to remove her panties. So I do. (Her gorgeous, large tits are a present I want to save for a bit later.)
I think we break off here to go into the bedroom. I need to open the bubbly and sort the payment, but we’ve already clicked and I’m feeling very much welcomed and at home. My good feelings about this one were right.
Ellie comes back in the room – she’s been getting glasses – and we kiss again, deeply. I can’t wait any longer and reach into her dress to unveil those stunning, magnificent tits. Instantly her nipples harden under my tongue. She looks so damn hot - dress up around her waist, gorgeous tits out, her beautiful, beaming (and now increasingly foxy) face smiling at me - that I’m as hard as a pike.
We lie on the bed and kiss and I just have to go down on her. She has a beautiful pussy which is already wet. As I lick her clit and finger her, I can feel her pussy muscles clench and tighten as she gets aroused. I want to get her really wet before we fuck.
Now, the really great thing about Ellie is that she comes across on her profile as exactly what she is: a very pretty genuine girl. Very innocent-looking. All true, that’s what she is. But she’s very much also a young woman who really loves sex. (I know that’s “the line” – but in Ellie’s case it’s absolutely, bet-my-bottom-dollar-on-it true.) So I have two very contrasting pictures of her: the smiling innocent, welcoming girl at the door and the naked fox kneeling on the floor as I stand over her, playing with her tits as she looks me straight in the eye, and tells me that she wants my spunk in her mouth. (Knowing that she really DOES want EXACTLY that makes the cumming exponentially hornier, of course) The innocent sweetheart turns into the flagrant minx who, after having oiled up her cleavage for the purpose, tells me I can push her tits nice and firmly as I like round my cock as I fuck them.
It was an especially sexy session because the first Ellie metamorphosed into the second as the session went on. If “corrupting” pretty young innocents is your thing, Ellie’s absolutely your girl.
I was determined not to cum too early. But Ellie had so totally gone with the flow, was so obviously enjoying DT-ing me, and sucking and licking my balls so well, that the first pop, directly in that delicious mouth as we lay on the bed, was irresistable. As was the second, after we had finally got round to some pretty hard doggy, with Ellie’s proud, spankable (and duly spanked) arse high up in the air, face buried in the pillows. Sometime in the blur of the session I went down on her and this time wouldn’t stop until she came, noisily.
In between we drank the wine, chatted, laughed. We mixed up the glasses but, as Ellie pointed out, that hardly mattered. At one point, balls drained and totally blissed-out, I was half-sitting, half-lying on the bed with my legs open and Ellie laying between them. I think I’d cum twice by then, and so was, as it were, pikeless. We lazily chatted and as we did so Ellie played with my cock, sucked and licked gently. I’d get a bit hard and mildly thrust in her mouth, but it was clear we were between rounds and so we’d break off, chat some more. Totally – totally – chilled.
Another killer, for me, was that once Ellie was turned on, she was incredibly tactile. I loved the way she stroked me throughout. Sometimes we’d hold hands (even when she was going down on me, if memory serves) and that mixture of raunch and tenderness is hard to find/ beat, in my experience. And she really does like men. My cock has never received such attention: I really like being kissed and wanked at the same time but even when we were just talking Ellie would be very expertly ministering.
No clock watching at all. I kept reminding Ellie that I didn’t want to overstay my welcome but it seemed she enjoyed my company and so – we carried on. Not for a ridiculously long time, but enough to make me feel pretty damn special: which is, after all, what this “hobby” is all about, surely?
We shared a really nice shower at the end.
Of course I’ll be back. Ellie is up there with the best. Unreservedly recommended.
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