Why do you punt?

[wristjob]

This is inspired by the thread why do prossies think they are better than punters. Is punting sad? To answer that I considered why I do it.

For me sexual desire is mostly more about need than method. You get that stressy feeling and you need to get rid of it, more than you need to get any massive enjoyment out of doing so. A wank is good enough and even in a relationship sometimes you prefer a wank.

Puntingwise I guess there are a number of reasons to do it as already discussed. When I first heard it called a hobby I thought "good one" but really it is. Like stamp collecting or train spotting in some ways (ok sad lol). I think I've only ever seen the same girl 3 times on 2 occasions. Even when I find a girl who is absolutely great there's that desire to go to other girls. God knows I've had my fair share of bad punts and nobody is quite as cynical as a touring EE but I'll still go to them knowing I'll probably get a  crap service and could be spending the money on a much better "regular". A strong aspect is like ticking off names - having gorgeous women. I take a circumspect opinion on gorgeous - there are many things you can find attractive about a woman. If you were to draw a parallel with women how many just have o gave that dress, those shoes - and never wear them?

Other times it really is about the sex, and a good punt is amazing. It's like great sex but better - you can be purely selfish. have a great blowjob and don't go within 20 yards of a lawnmower. Every man deserves that once in his life 

There's the fact that sometimes you like different things. Which is best, blonde, brunette, redhead? Men in relationships aren't used to making decisions so why bother - have them all Services too. My last couple of relationships the girls were ok with OWO for the most part but they weren't keen on CIM. One did once (2nd time in her life) and the other I couldn't face shagging her before we got that far. The ex mrs was great in that respect but other things weren't on the menu. With a WG the idea is you know exactly what you are getting before you start - although  that probably only happens 305 of the time in reality

Anyway women can go and collect shoes and bags and pay a fortune for them. Women love getting some gay guy charge them £60 to cut 1/16th an inch off their hair or smear seaweed on their arse and let fish munch on their bunions so I refuse to feel sad about paying a similar amount to shag some gorgeous girl.

[Lz-129]

9 pages for you to trawl through mate

https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=12352.0

[Daffodil]

I've said it many times (you're sure to find it in those nine pages that Lz has linked), I punt because I have the means to whilst finding it easier and less risky (whilst being in a relationship) than pursuing sex by more 'conventional' means. And sex is the only reason I punt.

[Milky911]

I punt because I can. Part is the chase and unloading your balls.

When I started 30 years ago so I've seen things change but the hunt is still a big part of the fun. Used to be driving around getting the one that was looking the sexiest now the Internet takes over.

Also it's a strange principle that you give a girl money and she sucks you off. I know if a 75 year woman wanted me to go down on her for 100 to 150 I'd pass.

[Knick]

Cos its fun.

[Jimmyredcab]

When I started 30 years ago so I've seen things change but the hunt is still a big part of the fun. Used to be driving around getting the one that was looking the sexiest now the Internet takes over.

My best punting days were on the streets, no doubt in my mind ---------- the Internet has it's good points but it can't replace seeing the girl in the flesh and choosing.

[CBPaul]

I punt because I can and because I enjoy it. Also allows me to find the type of girl I fancy on a given day and do the business. Many years since that was a vague possibility with a civvy. 

My best punting days were on the streets, no doubt in my mind ---------- the Internet has it's good points but it can't replace seeing the girl in the flesh and choosing.

Interesting, when I started punting the only choice was the street scene and I found the transition to arranging things online difficult. Always thought I hated internet shopping, going around and seeing the goods was more fun   . More impulsive I guess. Haven't street punted for years now, too dangerous.

[Jimmyredcab]

Interesting, when I started punting the only choice was the street scene and I found the transition to arranging things online difficult. Always thought I hated internet shopping, going around and seeing the goods was more fun   . More impulsive I guess. Haven't street punted for years now, too dangerous.

The Internet plus CCTV killed off the street scene, only real lowlife will now resort to working the streets, my last street punt was in 2001 and now it is out of the question.

[CBPaul]

The Internet plus CCTV killed off the street scene, only real lowlife will now resort to working the streets, my last street punt was in 2001 and now it is out of the question.

Totally agree. I last street punted in 2005, back then there was one girl who hit the spot on a good night so she kept me creeping back now and again. CCTV was a major problem but it was when they started to use ANPR that I never went back.

[willbred]

Why?

Excitement
Pleasure
Regular Sex
Sex I wouldn't get at home - both amount and variety
Because I can

Not necessarily in that order

[smiths]

I punt as i like variety of women and punting is a guaranteed sure thing assuming the WG is honest in achieving that variety, all for cash.

Its also no strings, no hassle and i can walk away afterwards anonymously. No wasting my time buying drinks and a meal to get my leg over. Ideally within a few minutes a WG has her tongue down my throat ticking my tonsils.

If the above occurs its also fun and i punt for the sex and fun.

[NightKid]

Cause I don't have time for a relationship and, by virtue of that, I ain't getting much.

[LL]

9 pages for you to trawl through mate

https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=12352.0

Haha, yes I remember this topic very well from when it came up the first time.  I went back and viewed what I contributed to that thread 6 months ago and I decided after reading it, that I feel exactly the same about punting today as I must have done at the time.  To save you trawling through 9 pages, OP, here's my reply copy-pasted below...

Just for the excitement of being intimate with a complete stranger.  It's not just the act itself that gives me a rush but also the anticipation of it.

I'm walking along a street lined with bars in the centre of the city at night-time - dim light hides the faces of the people milling around and helps me to stay anonymous.  Folks coming in and out of the bars and clubs, walking home, going about their business.  They walk past me but they don't know about my quest.  It's an operation I've been planning for days.  I've meticulously selected the perfect girl, having scoured the internet to prepare a shortlist, then reduced this down until just one remained.

Now I'm following directions to a postcode using my iPhone, then looking for the right door, without making it obvious to the passer's by.  I reach the doorway and make the call, standing back a little from the entrance. I'm cautious.

A girl answers. "flat 36". I eagerly approach the doorway and press the buzzer.  I hear the sound of the entrance door fizzing and then the click. I pull nervously at it, my face feeling flushed and my fingers tingling.  I step inside and approach the stairwell, never the lift - too much risk that I'll meet someone. The entrance door slams behind me silencing the bustle of the street outside.  I'm committed.  There's no turning back.

I climb the stairs and continue along a dimly-lit hallway looking for the rendezvous flat. 36 - here it is.  I rap on it, quietly, aware that the girl on the other side is peering at me, judging whether it is safe for her to open.  The door clacks ajar and at first I just see the inside of the flat. It's shadowy like the hallway in which I am standing. Then as the door opens further I catch my first glimpse of her. Scantily clad, smiling and with a fragrance of perfume and freshly shampooed hair, she ushers me in and whispers, "hello".

I punt because I guess I don't get this same excitement from anything else in my life.

[what-a man]

Haha, yes I remember this topic very well from when it came up the first time.  I went back and viewed what I contributed to that thread 6 months ago and I decided after reading it, that I feel exactly the same about punting today as I must have done at the time.  To save you trawling through 9 pages, OP, here's my reply copy-pasted below...

Just for the excitement of being intimate with a complete stranger.  It's not just the act itself that gives me a rush but also the anticipation of it.

I'm walking along a street lined with bars in the centre of the city at night-time - dim light hides the faces of the people milling around and helps me to stay anonymous.  Folks coming in and out of the bars and clubs, walking home, going about their business.  They walk past me but they don't know about my quest.  It's an operation I've been planning for days.  I've meticulously selected the perfect girl, having scoured the internet to prepare a shortlist, then reduced this down until just one remained.

Now I'm following directions to a postcode using my iPhone, then looking for the right door, without making it obvious to the passer's by.  I reach the doorway and make the call, standing back a little from the entrance. I'm cautious.

A girl answers. "flat 36". I eagerly approach the doorway and press the buzzer.  I hear the sound of the entrance door fizzing and then the click. I pull nervously at it, my face feeling flushed and my fingers tingling.  I step inside and approach the stairwell, never the lift - too much risk that I'll meet someone. The entrance door slams behind me silencing the bustle of the street outside.  I'm committed.  There's no turning back.

I climb the stairs and continue along a dimly-lit hallway looking for the rendezvous flat. 36 - here it is.  I rap on it, quietly, aware that the girl on the other side is peering at me, judging whether it is safe for her to open.  The door clacks ajar and at first I just see the inside of the flat. It's shadowy like the hallway in which I am standing. Then as the door opens further I catch my first glimpse of her. Scantily clad, smiling and with a fragrance of perfume and freshly shampooed hair, she ushers me in and whispers, "hello".

I punt because I guess I don't get this same excitement from anything else in my life.

Jesus LL, you've mirrored my thoughts here. Fantastic post

[Wiltsboy01]

Haha, yes I remember this topic very well from when it came up the first time.  I went back and viewed what I contributed to that thread 6 months ago and I decided after reading it, that I feel exactly the same about punting today as I must have done at the time.  To save you trawling through 9 pages, OP, here's my reply copy-pasted below...

Just for the excitement of being intimate with a complete stranger.  It's not just the act itself that gives me a rush but also the anticipation of it.

I'm walking along a street lined with bars in the centre of the city at night-time - dim light hides the faces of the people milling around and helps me to stay anonymous.  Folks coming in and out of the bars and clubs, walking home, going about their business.  They walk past me but they don't know about my quest.  It's an operation I've been planning for days.  I've meticulously selected the perfect girl, having scoured the internet to prepare a shortlist, then reduced this down until just one remained.

Now I'm following directions to a postcode using my iPhone, then looking for the right door, without making it obvious to the passer's by.  I reach the doorway and make the call, standing back a little from the entrance. I'm cautious.

A girl answers. "flat 36". I eagerly approach the doorway and press the buzzer.  I hear the sound of the entrance door fizzing and then the click. I pull nervously at it, my face feeling flushed and my fingers tingling.  I step inside and approach the stairwell, never the lift - too much risk that I'll meet someone. The entrance door slams behind me silencing the bustle of the street outside.  I'm committed.  There's no turning back.

I climb the stairs and continue along a dimly-lit hallway looking for the rendezvous flat. 36 - here it is.  I rap on it, quietly, aware that the girl on the other side is peering at me, judging whether it is safe for her to open.  The door clacks ajar and at first I just see the inside of the flat. It's shadowy like the hallway in which I am standing. Then as the door opens further I catch my first glimpse of her. Scantily clad, smiling and with a fragrance of perfume and freshly shampooed hair, she ushers me in and whispers, "hello".

I punt because I guess I don't get this same excitement from anything else in my life.

I wish the legions of people who think punting is the domain of a deviant and dysfunctional underclass could read that post.

Great sentiments beautifully articulated LL.

[circusbizarre]

sex addict

[threechilliman]

Haha, yes I remember this topic very well from when it came up the first time.  I went back and viewed what I contributed to that thread 6 months ago and I decided after reading it, that I feel exactly the same about punting today as I must have done at the time.  To save you trawling through 9 pages, OP, here's my reply copy-pasted below...

Just for the excitement of being intimate with a complete stranger.  It's not just the act itself that gives me a rush but also the anticipation of it.

I'm walking along a street lined with bars in the centre of the city at night-time - dim light hides the faces of the people milling around and helps me to stay anonymous.  Folks coming in and out of the bars and clubs, walking home, going about their business.  They walk past me but they don't know about my quest.  It's an operation I've been planning for days.  I've meticulously selected the perfect girl, having scoured the internet to prepare a shortlist, then reduced this down until just one remained.

Now I'm following directions to a postcode using my iPhone, then looking for the right door, without making it obvious to the passer's by.  I reach the doorway and make the call, standing back a little from the entrance. I'm cautious.

A girl answers. "flat 36". I eagerly approach the doorway and press the buzzer.  I hear the sound of the entrance door fizzing and then the click. I pull nervously at it, my face feeling flushed and my fingers tingling.  I step inside and approach the stairwell, never the lift - too much risk that I'll meet someone. The entrance door slams behind me silencing the bustle of the street outside.  I'm committed.  There's no turning back.

I climb the stairs and continue along a dimly-lit hallway looking for the rendezvous flat. 36 - here it is.  I rap on it, quietly, aware that the girl on the other side is peering at me, judging whether it is safe for her to open.  The door clacks ajar and at first I just see the inside of the flat. It's shadowy like the hallway in which I am standing. Then as the door opens further I catch my first glimpse of her. Scantily clad, smiling and with a fragrance of perfume and freshly shampooed hair, she ushers me in and whispers, "hello".

I punt because I guess I don't get this same excitement from anything else in my life.

Yes, yes! This is exactly it! And for me it's the fact that within 5 mins, I'll be into the knickers of a gorgeous girl who I've never met. Incredible!

tcm

[charming_red]

Because when not in a relationship, we need pussy.

[Oldstager]

Because it`s the only way I can get my jollies off

[Sparquin]

There is also the thrill of catching a WGs eye and getting the look back that says "I know what you want, OK" and nobody else can see it.

[LL]

Every day in London, on the tube I see women so beautiful I could almost cry.  Particularly in the summer months when women are wearing fewer clothes, I get the urge to punt a lot!  

[Ali Katt]

Every day in London, on the tube I see women so beautiful I could almost cry.  Particularly in the summer months when women are wearing fewer clothes, I get the urge to punt a lot!  

Spend a few day in Yorkshire, I will show you some of less salubrious and you will cry for humanity. The only fit girls are students here, guaranteed and the gap is getting wider in 10 years I'll be old enough to be their dad(s).

[charming_red]

Every day in London, on the tube I see women so beautiful I could almost cry.  Particularly in the summer months when women are wearing fewer clothes, I get the urge to punt a lot!  

Amen brother 

Every morning when I see all these beautiful women looking fresh and radiant I sit there wondering if they fuck like WGs, give OWO, 69s, round 2 or are they just wet socks in bed

[Dodo]

I'll tell you why I punt. Ive got a booking with what looks like an absolute doll (from the AW photo's) for tomorrow. The anticipation, the fantasising, the tingle in my pants are all a part of the punt not just the hour booking. So I will have a smile from ear to ear for a good 24hours now for a little over 100 notes.......fantastic .....that's why I punt.

[Frenchie]

Every day in London, on the tube I see women so beautiful I could almost cry.  Particularly in the summer months when women are wearing fewer clothes, I get the urge to punt a lot!  

I know what you mean - my first job was just off Oxford street .as young men we used to pop out for a sandwich and come back gibbering idiots..Later on in life I worked in Kensington High street..... in the summer my wanking increased a lot !!..I think I even bashed a few out at work ......There  may be a lot of chavs about nowadays , but I still think you can't beat the UK for genuinely good looking girls

Try living in rural France  !!.. good looking french fanny is VERY RARE !

[threechilliman]

I think I even bashed a few out at work ......

Standard procedure, surely? Having a wank at work is just part of my normal routine, like making a brew.... best thing is, it's on someone else's time! 

tcm

[Jeff_withpetersen]

To have intercourse.

[itk]

I punt because I can. Part is the chase and unloading your balls.

When I started 30 years ago so I've seen things change but the hunt is still a big part of the fun. Used to be driving around getting the one that was looking the sexiest now the Internet takes over.

Also it's a strange principle that you give a girl money and she sucks you off. I know if a 75 year woman wanted me to go down on her for 100 to 150 I'd pass.

Exactly the same for me. Began 20 years ago and also enjoyed picking the best looking WG from those on the streets, then shagging them for a reasonably cheap price.
Now I do as it's a way a shagging a fit bird who is 20 years younger than me. (Not that I've many this past year, been a very poor year thus far)

[itk]

My best punting days were on the streets, no doubt in my mind ---------- the Internet has it's good points but it can't replace seeing the girl in the flesh and choosing.

Couldn't agree more, loved the chase as it were. Driving around whittling down the best girls, then deciding which one to go with. Back then it really was like that in Norwich, each night it would 5 or 6 girls that I regarded as worth it, and you also had the advantage of seeing what they looked like before knocking on the door as we do nowadays.

[Sparquin]

It is also about being able to fuck different nationalities and ethnicities. Would never have had a chance with any but Brit girls in my youth but now I can access a veritable United Nations should the mood take me. And the wallet permit.

[pokenn]

I never did the street scene and I don't think it would have suited me. All that hanging about in the dark in the worst parts on town with pimps just around the corner. On the occasions I saw girls out on the street they generally looked like desperate skanks.

As to why I punt. To me it's just an enjoyable hobby. I only do about once every month or two and it's just a fun thing to do.

[achilles]

Because my missus isn't interested in sex, sleeping in the other bedroom and we have become like brother and sister. After abstaining for over ten years I found this website and started punting, still a novice but I am trying to catch up, funds permitting!

[BogBog1]

For me: VARIETY, in whatever form that takes. Including TS very occasionally... imagine trying to scratch THAT particular itch without punting. 

[BogBog1]

Every day in London, on the tube I see women so beautiful I could almost cry.  Particularly in the summer months when women are wearing fewer clothes, I get the urge to punt a lot!  

Actually this is a key reason too (I don't live in London any more, but the principle applies). I've lost count of the number of times I've seen an insanely hot girl in the street, and that's got my spidey senses tingling.... 45 mins later - bingo. Balls-deep in a hot size 6 EE. 

[Ali Katt]

For me: VARIETY, in whatever form that takes. Including TS very occasionally... imagine trying to scratch THAT particular itch without punting.

Depends what circles you move in I guess. But for most men unless they are on the gay or TV scene, virtually impossible. TS don't seem that visible in public, which is a shame as most look better than the fat munters I see daily.