Although there’s no previous sole review on Marta, I can’t rightly claim this as a TOFTT, but must certainly thank daniorerio for bringing her to our attention as a mini-review in his
“top 5 North London VFM FBSM providers” post …
“Marta” Not her real name. Friern Barnet … (same flat as Maria) £80. Spanish early 30s My current favourite, but she will not be to everybody’s taste physically. She is very slim bordering on skinny (size 4?) with A cups and v small bum. Excellent massage (she is part timer with day job in legit spa), very sensual B2b (and it was different on each of the 3 times I have visited, unlike many FBSM SPs who have a set routine). Ok with touching (though ‘not inside’) RO, great HE.
Link:External Link/Members OnlyLogistics:As I regularly drive along the A406, I’ve tried booking Marta knowing I’d be passing. She always answered … very personable … or at least texted back. Alas, we could never convene a meet on my whim at such short notice. Last month, on my third time trying, I called on a morning to book an hour for £80 that afternoon … job done!
Location:Marta works from first floor flat in a mansion block above a commercial corner of a busy crossroads … not so discrete, as the main entrance is straight off the main road, which has nosey drivers stuck in crawling traffic along the kerbside. There is free parking on surrounding side roads, a few minutes walk away. Nearest tube stations are least a bus ride away.
Marta’s flat is sparse, and shared with her bestie, Maria, who happens to also be an FBSM SP (and whom I’ll review separately). There are two bedrooms, kitted out for massage … mood lighting, mood music, mood scented ... both have massage tables, but one also has a bed for B2B. As Maria was slip-sliding over a punter in the latter, Marta and I used the other with table only.
Looks:Sadly, there are no photos of Marta online. To my pleased eyes, she was a statuesque waif-like model … 5’8” and Size 4 … A-cup tits and V-shaped ass … possibly bordering on high-fashion anorexia chic. I found her mightily handsome with high cheekbones and all round razor-sharp bone structure … her pretty features became harsher when she tied up her hair in a bun.
Marta said she was 30-years-old, and is at least that. She is Spanish, and speaks excellent English … friendly chat interspersed with naughty banter!
Services:After being buzzed in and hopping up the stairs, Marta opened the door and welcomed me with a wide smile and straight through into her bedroom, presumably to avoid any embarrassing meet in the hallway with Maria’s concurrent punter. Instantly comfortable in Marta’s affable company, I undressed as we confirmed that I was up for B2B … Marta apologized that we couldn’t use the bed next door, but she promised that she could still deliver her FBSM on the table … ogling her tightly athletic figure through her loose crop top and trackie bottoms, it was clear that she could.
I assumed my nude prone position on the table, face snuggled in the hole and legs spread-eagled to ensure my package was accessible. Marta then began a most pleasurable hand massage of my left heel with warmed oil, working her way upto my left buttock … alternating between soft and hard, between sliding and kneading … and finishing off with light slapping and spanking to apparently get my blood circulating, although she joked that it was because I was a “Naughty boy!”. Marta repeated the same over my right leg.
Now, standing to my right side, Marta hunched down to deliver a firm back massage … from my tailbone and pelvis up to my neck and shoulders, oscillating from side to side … I enjoyed the feel of her loose hair swishing across all over my back … and was impressed as to how strong in hands-and-fingers someone so thin and seemingly weak could be. Then. Marta rose up … I heard clothes being slipped off and thrown across to a sofa, which in itself started to make me tingle down below in anticipation.
Marta, now nude but not visible to me, kneeled on the table between my splayed thighs, rubbing her oily hands … and almost made me jump with her unexpectedly instant CC swipes and reach-unders. Wow! She had me squirming in her hands quite quickly … and sensing my increasing jerks, Marta gently warned me to let her know if I was close to cumming already, so she could retreat as she had much more to give me! I of course asked her to retreat.
Leaving my throbbing cock and busting balls alone, Marta now oiled up her front and dropped down on to me and into fabulous B2B. As well as feeling the motions of her hands, arms, elbows … tits, stomach, pubis … thighs, knees and heels … all over every part of my posterior, I particularly loved her audible kisses and tickling nibbles and falling hair over my back, neck and shoulders … and licking tongue around my ears. Marta then sat up on my ass, grinding her oily pussy over my buttocks, at the same time slapping them with more “Naughty boy!” mock chastisement. She next slid herself down my left leg to rest her warm pussy on my calf, again grinding up-and-down here … whilst revisiting my package with squelching and squeezing reach-unders. Sensing that I was about to ask her to retreat one more, Marta pre-empted me with a spank and a “Time to turn over, naughty boy!” … Jeez!
I slowly rolled on to my back, allowing my aching cock to spring out and up from under me … which amused Marta, as she settled on her knees between my legs, tying her hair up in a bun. I longingly stared at her glistening nudity … imagining how lovely a fuck she would prove to be. As she then oiled up my cock-and-balls, squirting more oil over my thighs, stomach and chest, Marta stared me out … and offered her body to my touch, letting me know, “I’ll tell you if you go too far”. She then descended on to me in slow and sensual B2B … more or less slow-dancing on my front in sinuous and snaking motions. She made superlative use of her cheeks, chin and neck to rub and roll around my throbbing shaft and tightened sac … her lips and mouth agonizingly close to fellating. Marta also slid up to engulf my cock in brief Bombay rolls, although her A-cups aren’t ideal for such teasing. However, they were ideal for sucking, and I found them in my mouth more often than not. When nearing my face, Marta would allow cuddling and necking, kissing my neck and cheeks … along with fleeting and everso tantalizing pecks to my lips. In these GFE moments, I would reach up and over Marta’s tight ass to finger her sodden pussy … while she would reach down between our slippery bellies and wank me up between her legs … simulating fucking her … Jeez, how I wished I could really just get on a fuck this one!
Recognizing that I’d not be able to last much longer, Marta rose up to sit on my thighs … and reignite her lingam massage. She beautifully handled my cock and balls … eye contact throughout … edging and edging. Expecting to cum in her hands, she surprised me once more … by dropping down on me in to B2B embrace, using her flat stomach to massage my undershaft, as my cock was squeezed between us. I exclaimed that I’m about to cum, not sure if she’d intended my release in this position. She whispered in to my right ear to let myself go … and suckled at my earlobe as I did so … my cock jerked under Marta’s midriff, her each gyration squeezing out another spurt … until I ceased moving. Marta remained in my embrace for a minute or two, allowing me to relax in GFE reverie, cuddling and caressing and kissing.
When Marta eventually rose off me, back to kneeling between my legs, she dry wiped her front and my mine, as well as my spent genitalia. She then returned to hand massage my thighs, as we chatted for another 5mins or so. She signaled an end to the session by asking me if I enjoyed it. Of course, I answered affirmatively … and she then sweetly replied, “I enjoyed it with you too … thank you!” … irrespective of whether she meant that or not, what a generous thing to say!
As I was led out to the shower, I spotted the clock on the dresser … I had been in that bedroom for exactly 63mins. After washing up, I returned to find Marta back in her panties, but still topless … and wet-wiping the massage table. We chatted some more … and she still wasn’t asking for payment. Only after I was fully dressed and ready to go, I myself in the end fanned out four £20 notes on to the cleaned massage table … Marta left the cash there and simply smiled her thanks, and finally led me out with a double-kiss. As I ambled back to my car, I could only but wonder how I’d missed this SP for so long … and once again acknowledge my FBSM debt to daniorerio!
Conclusion:With a figure that could shashay along any high-fashion catwalk, Marta delivers fucking flawless FBSM … with added gorgeous GFE gimmicks. She also provides lovely convo … being open and trusting … and indeed funny. I’m perfectly
Positive that I’ll become a regular, and am already looking forward to our next meet ... and from what daniorerio has stated above, each meeting with Marta appears to be purposefully and wonderfully varied.
