External Link/Members OnlyI had a good time with Kay but not quite as good as I had hoped for, to be honest. Physically, she’s the kind of extra-skinny girl I really like. She jokes about being a member of the “itty-bitty-titty committee” on her AW profile.
She was perfectly pleasant and accommodating and there were moment of pure pleasure during my £80 half-hour session. Yet I didn’t click with her in the way I often do with escorts. I got the impression that she was somewhere else in her head. Perhaps that’s just a coping mechanism for a pretty young woman who decides to fuck grizzled old blokes for money.
My expectations had been raised by her one previous UKP review, a resounding
positive from Lewwy last month. It sounds like they did click, but maybe he’s not in his mid-60s like me.
Anyway, it was this review that drew my attention to Kay before my brief stay in the north-east a couple of weeks back. I liked the look and the sound of her and fired off an AW message. She replied promptly, we fixed up a date and time and I made an AW booking.
I’d been intrigued by the possibility of her boyfriend joining in for a bi MMF threesome, which is mentioned on her profile. But once I established that he is in fact the hairy dude poking her in some of the profile pictures, I lost interest. A smooth twink type would have been fine by me.
I drove for about half-an-hour to the former mining village of Trimdon where Kay is based. Her house is on a little estate road where everyone will see you come and go but there’s nothing much to be done about that. After sending me the house number in a text she let me in and we went straight up to the bedroom, which had its furniture strangely arranged, but was clean and had a nice big bed. Kay was in skimpy underwear. Her stated age of 28 seemed about right.
After coming back from banking the money she didn’t make any moves, so I got undressed on my own while we made awkward small talk. French kissing came first, but not deep, and it was something she accepted rather than initiated. I got my mouth around those deliciously flat tits for a while then we moved on to the bed, where she went down on me for some skilled and enjoyable OWO. It was balls-deep from time to time and I loved the sight of her getting to work.
I asked for 69 next, and once she had climbed on top and I had my arms wrapped around her tiny little hips and my tongue deep in her pink zone, I really enjoyed it. I like to do a lot of fingering during 69 and she was fine with me exploring her pussy, but said no to her bumhole.
This was followed by the most awkward moment of all. I suggested that she got up and sat on me (I meant for cowgirl) and after uncoupling from 69 she fetched a condom, held it out, and asked if I wanted it.
I was amazed by this and said something like: “What? You mean you’ll do it without?”
“No, no, never!” she said, shocked. “Just that lots of guys only want oral.”
I'm sure this was a genuine misunderstanding. It says on her profile that “anyone asking for bareback gets blocked straight away”. And it turned out the reason she was holding out the rubber was that I had to put it on myself. Most escorts I have seen over the last 30-odd years have done it for me, the better ones using their mouths. I really don’t like doing it. It kills the moment (and my hard-on) even more than just having a rubber on in the first place.
And so it proved. I stayed hard long enough to get inside her, but I could feel myself quickly wilting, and I plopped out after less than half a dozen strokes. I think as my physical decrepitude advances I’ve reached the stage where oral will soon be the only feasible option, despite the obligatory blue pill.
Rather than waste time on a fruitless quest to get me hard again, I asked for more 69, and we did that for the rest of the session. Kay took some quite forceful thrusts and the pressure from her lips was just right. I was delighted to climax inside her mouth – the first time I’ve managed to spurt from oral alone in quite some time. It was a big, juddering climax and I was in such a daze that I didn’t see what she did with my deposit. I think she swallowed.
Well, that was that. I got dressed with more small talk (about her day job) and went on my way. At the bottom of the stairs I suggested we both leave feedback on Adultwork. She readily agreed, but in such an offhand way that I knew she wouldn’t do it. I was right. This meeting was definitely a positive, but with a tinge of disappointment.