Britney Erotic Studio aka RiaGood-xx Birmingham
External Link/Members OnlyCompulsive behaviour is dangerous. That impulse to re-create a high can lead to dangerous places. This time, it lead me back to the Erotic Studio in the armpit of the Jewellery Quarter in sunny Birmingham.
I had called ahead, three girls were available, none are listed on the website and the receptionist was happy to give a detailed description. None of the fucking around cant'-talk-on-the-phone bollocks that you get sometimes, just a genuine, detailed description of the strumpets on duty. Fucking love the midlands.
Learning from my previous trip, I decided not to take the “scenic” route and jumped in a cab. Heading on a Saturday into a desolate trading estate, everything shuttered, I wondered if the cabby knew where I was going. Neither of us, however, actually gave a fuck!
Turned up, endured the always awkward “meet a prozzie” catwalk of shame. I don’t remember the others prozzie names but one was white, one was Indian, both were passible and on another day both could have got it happily for 60 notes.
However, there was only ever going to be one gold medal winner tonight. “Britney”, tattooed, mixed race, curly hair, pierced nipples and gorgeous face had something special about her, a naughty look in her eye. She always reminded me of so many girls from my mis-spent London past. When the maid came back in, even she seemed to approve of my choice. Parted with three twenties. Excited, I stripped, and hit the bed just as Britney came in.
Friendly, warm, funny, cheeky, she was starting strong, building expectations of the debauchery that was to follow. The massage was good, we chatted, made jokes, laughed. Flipped over, wow she is a looker. Played with me, I was getting excited. She started to kiss my nipples and my chest, and kissed her way down my body as she played with my crotched. I was fucking loving it, started getting erased before she even placed her warm mouth over my battle worn howitzer. This was only getting better. The head was spectacular, sloppy, wet, she really is good at this. Pinching my nipples, stroking my chest and stomach as she went to work, I asked her to play with my balls which she was happy to do. I could feel her nipple studs on my legs, this was getting very sensual. We exchanged some banter, and at no point did she seem to want to move in. I contemplated letting it go in oral, but no CIM and I would have regretted not going for the shag. Asked her for sex in missionary, which she obliged. Beautiful pussy, it was warm, it was tight. Her face as I slipped in, eyes rolled back, a look of extasy was something to witness. She looked amazing, was engaging and stroked me as we had sex. My time was running low and I wanted to let it go. Cumming like a train she ran her nails over my chest which made me twitch in pleasure, which made her laugh. The only comment I could manage to make was “you can’t get this shit in London for sixty quid” which you can’t!
Post-coital, even though my time was up, she told me not to rush, and we chatted about life, the game, adultwork (her profile is above for indexing) and this and that. She may be moving out of the life soon, which is a shame as she would make anyone’s trip to Birmingham feel like a weekend in Miami, if only for 30 minutes!
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