This is a review of a pre-op trans escort. She tours a lot and is in Cardiff at the time of writing.
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External Link/Members Only Back in south London for a few days, I felt a need to scratch the tranny itch again. I'd been to the re-homed Bi Fun Club the day before and got nowhere (review
here). I’d been looking up possibilities on Adultwork and Birchplace all day without making a decision who too see, and after tiring of the research I decided to do a proximity search on AW and Cinthia came up as reasonably close. There was one positive UKP review from when she was up north. She looked good in her porn videos, although that phat ass of hers is way bigger than I like them. But the clincher came when she answered the phone straight away. That's a major plus-point in these days of unanswered calls and text follow-ups that don't get a reply.
We agreed on a time about an hour later. Cinthia's postcode turned out to be right next to South Croydon station but that’s not on my line so I took my blue pill, jumped on a train to West Croydon, then walked the rest of the way. I needed the exercise after all day browsing escort sites. She was in some kind of maisonette – a bit shabby but clean – and answered the door in just her undies and heels (no need to hide as there was a tall fence cutting off the view from the road). Just at that moment some bloke started to come down the stairs behind her. I could see only his jeans and trainers before she shooed him back up in a way that made it clear he was not an unsuspecting neighbour. Pimp, boyfriend, pal? Who knows.
Cinthia ushered me into a bedroom on the ground floor. It had a full-size bed but was otherwise basic. After I handed over £150 for an hour I stopped noticing the surroundings because she moved in to kiss me and grab my crotch. Always a good sign. Somehow I managed to get my clothes off in between deep snogging, her fondling my growing erection and me playing with her big fake tits after she dispensed with her flimsy bra. Once I was naked she went down on me, giving my now-rampant knob a warm wet mouth bath while she fondled my balls.
We switched position after a few minutes and I noticed with some concern that while her uncut cock was already quite big and fat when flaccid, it was not getting fully erect in response to my oral worship. At least while it was still semi-hard I could get its full length into my mouth and keep it there for maybe 10 seconds each time before gagging. Then I would let myself gag, prompting my throat to produce that helpful lubricating slime before coming up for air.
We ended up on the bed and after more DFK and mutual cock-fondling I asked her to get on all fours so I could rim her ass from behind while pumping her cock with my fist. The rimming part proved quite difficult as her ass cleft is the deepest I've ever delved into. It could just get the tip of my tongue in and found it clean and fresh. Next I lay back on the bed and asked Cinthia to climb on top for 69. Once in place I alternated my oral attention between her cock and her balls, licking the shaft and tonguing all around the head when not repeating the deep-throat and gagging sequence from before. She still didn’t seem hard enough for penetration but I wanted to top her first, so we could deal with that problem later. Her extra-deep ass cleft also limited how deeply my fingers could get inside her bumhole during 69. She was completely cool with all of this poking and groping, by the way. Her body was mine to play with as I liked.
I said I wanted to fuck her next so she reached for a condom and give me a good session of cock-sucking before putting it on. She got on all fours on the bed while I stood at the bottom. I was still at full mast until about ten seconds before I tried pushing in and then the dreaded, constant condom wilt began to kick in. I was struggling to get inside her so Cinthia turned round, and with a mixture of hand and mouth work got me back in business. Not many escorts have succeeded when this has happened in the past.
So I got my knob inside her ring – great. But that damnedly deep ass cleft was a limit on penetration. No question of going balls deep because the last two inches were in the cleft, not the bum! Oh well, it felt great thrusting in and out while it lasted, which was not long. Condom wilt always comes back. After I became too squishy to stay inside, I asked Cinthia to fuck me. I went to suck her still-not-very-hard cock, but she indicated that she would take care of it and positioned herself behind me after I got on all fours. It must have taken her three or four minutes of wanking before she rubbered up and rested her knob-end at my rear entrance. I would like to have turned round to see it in its full glory, but didn't want to risk losing the moment.
It hurt like fuck going in. Although I had cleaned myself out earlier in the day, I hadn't used my fat seven-inch dildo in preparation. But the pain is always short-lived, and she took it slowly before getting her length inside me. After a few gentle thrusts I encouraged her to go to town on me and began ramming myself back on to her cock. This went on for several minutes. At one point she reached under to grab my cock but on discovering it was completely soft (always happens when I'm penetrated) she didn’t continue. It wouldn't have got hard with her inside me anyway.
Cinthia started saying something about cumming, and I thought she was encouraging
me to reach a climax from her anal ramming. That wasn't going to happen without a lot more work, so I stopped, disengaged and asked her to take me on my back with my legs over her shoulders – my favourite being-fucked position. “But I just came,” she told me, pointing south. Sure enough, there was the condom with a full load of spunk hanging down off the end of her cock. Oh buggery. Or rather, no more buggery.
Nothing for it but to get a new erection and try to climax. After more expert oral from Cinthia, I straddled her body with my cock resting on her lips and wanked myself to a satisfying conclusion in her mouth. She wiped off the small surplus but didn’t spit, as far I could tell.
We had only 40 minutes on the clock but I was done and didn’t feel like any more action even if it were physically possible. So I got dressed and went home by a roundabout train route, too bushed for any more walking. All in all, it was good experience.
