As I often whizz passed Bounds Green, I’d HL’d
Bella 4U xxx, picking her out as nothing more than a drive-by P&D on route home. So, I made a pit-stop last month …
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Logistics:Driving home early one late afternoon, I spotted a sign for Bounds Green, which reminded me that Bella was nearby … this naturally led a tingle in my pants … and I then couldn’t resist a damned urge to offload. So, I parked up and phoned up.
Bella answered … sounding a tad drowsy, as if I’d woke her up! She said she was available, and would be ready in 5mins … result! She didn’t ask me how long I wished to stay, but hung up and texted me her postcode … I myself was toying between £40 for 15mins or extending to 30mins for an extra £10.
Location:On Google mapping Bella’s postcode, I noted that I’d jammily parked (for free) within a minute’s walk on a residential side street. Otherwise, Bounds Green tube station is only a couple of minutes’ stroll away.
Bella works from ground floor flat in large Victorian terraced house on a main road. One can discretetly wait at a bus stop, if needs be. The only lack of discretion comes from Bella, as you’re expected to phone her when at the front door (which likely looks a bit shifty) … and she then opens the door (exposing her near-naked self to the street!) … and then leads you through a communal hallway (when I guess one can bump into ‘normal’ tenants from the other flats).
Once in the ground floor flat, there is an obvious stench of cigarette smoke, plus a less obvious whiff of weed. The bedroom we used was pokey, barely fitting a double-bed, covered with a fluffy off-white spread and a couple of stained sofa cushions subbing for pillows. There was a mantel stacked with the usual kit … condoms, oil, lube, wipes.
The flat was shared with another unseen WG, whom I could hear loudly chatting and laughing with an EE-accented male voice … not another punter, but either a pimp or security or both.
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Bella said she was 22 years old, but she must be at least late 20s, especially considering how long she’s been in this game. She’s Hungarian, and her English is okay … although she wasn’t overly chatty.
Services:After phoning to say I was at the front door, Bella threw the door wide open … brazenly standing before me (and any passersby) with a beach towel loosely wrapped around her nude pose! I glanced behind me to see if anyone had caught me in the act of obvious and imminent ‘dirty’ business … and then quickly snuck indoors. Bella had barely smiled to say hello, but simply twirled around and expected me to follow her into her flat. Again, she was totally uninhibited, as she strutted through the communal hallway, allowing her towel to slip down to reveal a little butt cleavage.
In the flat, Bella shouted down the corridor to her out-of-sight WG partner, who bantered something back in Hungarian, making Bella laugh (and indeed making Bella prettier). In the bedroom, Bella dropped her towel to wrap it around her waist … and smiled as I gawped at her stupendous breasts, which instantly sold the session for me … even to extend to 30mins for £50. She then left to stash my cash, instructing me to undress and wait for her on the bed.
Quickly naked and in fine repose on the bed, I waited … and I waited for at least 5mins for Bella to return, listening to incessant Hungarian banter and laughter between three voices outside the bedroom. As the vulgar voices finally ceased, I then heard gargling and rinsing, after which Bella reappeared … sniffing and rubbing at her nose a little suspiciously. Her towel was now undone, but she was using it to blatantly dry her pussy. No pretence here … no build-up, no foreplay, no GFE … we both knew why we were there, and it looked like we were just going to get on with it.
Bella grabbed a rubber, and kneeled between my spread legs. She then yawned … and apologized, explaining that she’d just woke up that afternoon! Anyways, Bella expertly applied the condom onto my flaccid cock with her mouth, and soon sucked it up to life. Her OW was actually surprisingly good … tight and wet, up-and-down with lots of round-and-around … clearly experienced in fellatio … I especially enjoyed the feel of her warm and wet tongue as it rolled and rallied around my glans within her mouth. I knew OWO was not on offer, but asked anyway … Bella shook her head, as her mouth was full.
Being edged, I pulled Bella up, so I could suck on her nipples and squeeze her funbags. As I got a bit ravenous, Bella calmed me down with a warning that her breasts were “sensitive”. She then sat up to stroke my full balls and throbbing shaft, and asked if I was ready for sex. I was in no rush, having booked 30mins, and so directed her back down to OW. This was again well done, such that I had to stop Bella before cumming too soon … I guessed I had to thus get on a fuck her.
Without offering a position, Bella just dropped on to her back, clearly expecting to start in mish. So, I manoeuvred on top, and Bella inserted me inside her … no lube required. I began gently, gyrating into her, sucking her tits … and then caught the cheeky bint actually stifle another yawn! Ego bashed, I then lifted Bella’s legs up over my shoulders and pounded her hard and fast … I made her tits rock and roll like whirlpools … but all I generated were fake moans, as she stared to one side, barely aware that I was in the room let alone inside her! At this point, Hungarian banter kicked off again outside the room, followed by a loud male guffaw … and this livened up Bella, who also burst out laughing. As she noticed my quizzical face, if not my cock confused inside her, she offered, “He’s funny!” as an explanation.
Bella’s tits may have been sensitive, but her pussy sure wasn’t! Fed up of her tired performance, I directed Bella in head-down and ass-up position at the end of the bed. I then stood firm on the ground, posing like Christiano Ronaldo prepping up for a spot-kick … and shot inbetween Bella’s butt. I jack-hammered her in doggy … slappingly loud, raucously fast, hurtingly hard. I held her hips as I thrust … I held her shoulders as I pumped … I pulled her hanging tits as I banged … and even pulled her black hair as I drilled. Only the latter yielded any kind of reaction from her, as she told me not to pull her extensions too hard … but otherwise she simply took it, and took it well. I scored in the bag, and Bella allowed me to slow down into softness inside her.
As I plopped out, I knew I couldn’t have been there for more than half-time. I doubted I'd manage a second pop over another 15mins, but thought a massage would be nice. Before I could ask, Bella pointed to the wipes on the mantel and left the room. The end, I realized.
I wiped up and dressed up, listening to yet more Hungarian hijinks outside. Bella returned a couple of minutes later, wrapped in the same beach towel again, and lead me out of the flat. She left me in the communal hallway, and asked me to close the front door on the way out. I did so at 17mins done.
Conclusion:Bella calls herself a
“PARTY GIRL” on her AW profile, and this is in keeping with her late, late nights (and waking up in afternoons), plus perhaps her suspect sniffling nose. But this doesn't really excuse her tired and lacklustre performance. She was nothing more than a receptacle for my cum … but she at least did that. Her tits were a bonus, but there’s nothing else that would make me recommend her to you or even me again. So, low
Neutral at best, she is … if I can’t be bothered to wank, I suppose I could do worse than spend £40 for a 15min pit-stop in Bounds Green.