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External Link/Members OnlyI paid £100 for 30 minutes with petite Chinese Daisy plus £30 more for OWO and 69. Expensive, but I enjoyed myself.I'd been back in London for nearly a week and only one of the many punts I'd attempted to arrange had come to fruition. More and more whores just don’t bother replying to phone calls and messages.
For my last throw of the dice before I left, I needed someone near Canary Wharf who could see me at 10am on a Saturday, no later.
By Friday evening, after many more fruitless calls and ignored AW messages, Daisy was the only who answered and was available. So we agreed to go ahead and she sent me the postcode. Morning dawned and I confirmed by text an hour before. No reply.
I wasn’t going out of my way by any distance so I set off anyway and got to the spot (a five-minute walk from Blackwall DLR station) bang on time. After a lot of rings she answered the phone sounding bleary. “You here already?” she asked. “Yes, it's 10 o'clock, as we agreed,” I replied, annoyed. “Sorry, sorry... I need a few minutes,” she said and hung up.
I then got an “OK” answer to my earlier text followed by “5 mins please”. I sent her one back saying that if she was any later I would have to leave. Exactly five minutes later, she send a text with a flat number. But no address. There were at least four possible blocks of flats around that postcode. I rang her, and what followed was several minutes of her trying to tell me where it was but in a way that made no sense to me because of her basic English and Chinese accent. (I have no ear for that accent, especially on the phone.)
She stayed on the line and eventually she found the name of the tower block and told me. But there were no name signs that I could see. I asked a security guard at a vehicle barrier and he had no clue. I found it soon after that, but by the time I got inside the flat it was 10.15am and most of the leeway I'd built into the booking had been used up.
Thankfully, that was the end of the stress factor. When Daisy stepped from behind the door I liked what I saw very much. She's tiny – about 5ft – and super-slender with just the right amount of curves. Until you get close up to her face she looks younger than her profile pics (she told me was 27). Right from the start she was huggy and touchy and squeezing my cock while I was still dressed.
The flat itself is large and modern. While showering afterwards I realised someone else was in the living room and Daisy confirmed that she shares with another girl. In response to my questions I
think she told me the friend was also an escort and they would be up for threesomes, but due to the language difficulty I'm not 100% sure about that and I can't see an obvious candidate in the same area on Adultwork.
Daisy has a very short list of likes but, as I said, this had been my last throw of the dice for this trip. I was also a little suspicious about this line from her text: “for a little extra on top of the standard charges, you will surprisingly have a complete satisfaction”. Could that be code for bareback?
After paying her £100 for the half hour I asked what the “little extra” would buy me and the answer was OWO and 69 for £30 more, which I paid. I was then daft enough to mention my unfounded suspicion and due to the language issues she thought I was asking for BB and started telling me how dangerous it was. I managed to resassure her that I was happy she didn't do it.
The touch-feelyness continued but didn't extend to French kissing. She kept her mouth closed but allowed extended lip contact rather than brief pecks. We started with some good OWO – lots of horny eye contact and taking me in deeply but not quite all the way down. She paid a lot of attention to my balls, too. Thanks to that and the usual blue pill my hard-on was as good as it gets.
We switched to 69, which turned out to be a bit tricky due to me being 6ft 1ins and her being 5ft. The more she swallowed my dick the more I had to stretch my neck to reach her clit. She was happy to have a finger in her pussy – but not too deeply – and her bumhole was out of bounds.
After a while I got her to sit on my face facing me while reaching her hand behind to wank me off. This worked better and she gave a good impression of enjoying my pussy-worship. I liked the feel of her neatly trimmed little black bush against my face too.
Cowgirl sex was next and after I pulled her down and hugged her to my chest I loved the way she moaned and sighed into my ear. We went at it hammer and tongs like that, then tried it with her sitting upright and bouncing up and down, but I could tell that I wouldn't be able to cum. What I didn't realise is that she DID cum while I was inside, or so she told me afterwards. But when she finally climbed off, my dick was half-deflated and the condom was halfway off.
After more OWO she sat on my face and wanked me again but in the end I had to do it myself to reach a climax. This is happening more and more in the second half of my sixties.
We had a cheerful chat afterwards, despite her limited English. There were still 10 minutes on the clock and she would have gone for more sex if I'd been capable of getting it up again. She kept teasing my knob and balls with her hands but I need at least half an hour recovery and I had to be somewhere else anyway before long.
I got the impression that Daisy can let herself go and enjoy the sex, even with someone like me who could be her grandad. I don't think I've paid this much for a half-hour punt before but I walked out after my quick shower very happy with the experience other than the initial confusion and my own lack of staying power. And that's more or less a given these days.
