External Link/Members Only1 hour £50 + £60 B2B (£110 total)
Preamble
This was a plan C, when two planned punts fell through. On such occasions I usually visit the nearby Mimosa in Banbury, but thought instead I'd give the new place a try.
Comms
Last year I tried to walk in on spec, but the door was locked. This time I called ahead and was offered an appointment 15 mins later. Easy phone conversation, good English, game on!
Location
The place is quite discreet, located on a narrow pedestrian alley off the High Street behind CEX. The doorway was easy to duck into, and because I'd phoned ahead, the door was unlocked. Inside, the place is very new, clean and tidy - must be the poshest AMP that I've been in. The treatment room was nicely decorated, with a sturdy massage table with a head hole, wide enough for two! The ensuite shower was spotless and there was loads of high pressure hot water. This alone beats Mimosa, as you don't have to leave the room to use it. Plenty of hooks to hang your clothes on too - nice touch.
Meet n Greet
I was met in Reception by an attractive 30 something smiley Thai woman and led to the room. Thinking that she was going to be my masseuse, I was feeling very pleased with myself. However, she left me in the room and told me that my masseuse would be with me in a moment.
Coco
I hadn't even begun to take my clothes off when Coco entered the room. As I undressed, she stared at me intently, and I admit that I felt more than a bit self conscious, which is unusual for me. Her English is limited, but we were able to exchange a few words and I lay down on the table. As far as I can work out, she's working permanently in Banbury, rather than on a weekly turnaround rota, so hopefully it'll be possible to book her again. A good deal was lost in translation however, so I might be wrong on that one.
I'm sure though that at one point she definitely said, "Oooh, me like you, you velly handsome!" So the poor girl definitely needs to go to Specsavers.
Coco is, IMO, absolutely stunning. A petite, slim, willowy Chinese woman in her 20s with a perfect complexion and very little makeup, she completely blew my socks off!
Massage
Coco's massage skills are quite good. She used a fair amount of pressure and got some knots out of my legs and shoulders. The reasonable massage was interspersed with the occasional feathery light CC swipe to keep things interesting. On the flip, Coco immediately asked, "You wan B2B?" I opened the bidding at £50, and we closed the deal at £60. We still had 30 mins left, so I thought that was fair. I was also desperate to see her naked!
Extras
Coco slipped out of her sparkly cocktail dress, and it was my turn to stare intently as she disrobed. I wasn't disappointed. With a perky pair of iddy bitty tiddies and the pertest peach of a bottom, she looked like an Art Deco ivory statue come to life.
If I'm honest, it wasn't the best B2B that I've ever had; it was all a bit smoke and mirrors. Although she was completely naked and lying on the table with me, she didn't use any oil, there wasn't any body slides, and she allowed absolutely no access between her legs. It did feel rather nice though when she lay on my stomach, trapping my cock between us. Eventually she lay on her side, our bodies still touching and began a slow oily HJ. I was just entering the vinegar strokes when she paused and said, "You wanna fuk me?"
"YES, YES", I exclaimed, nodding frantically, but instead of getting a condom or naming her price (at that precise moment I'd've happily given her the contents of my wallet, my phone and my car keys) she instead began wanking me furiously to an inevitable conclusion. Her little ruse certainly got me over the line, but I was more than a little annoyed that I didn't get to "fuk"!
Coco cleaned me up and calmed me down with a fantastic head massage though. In the end I felt like I was flying.
One odd thing: While I was getting dressed, Coco was obsessed with my clothes; touching the fabrics and telling me what good quality they were. This would be less strange if I didn't dress like I'd been covered in spray glue and thrown into a charity shop's bargain bin. She once again mentioned how handsome I was, which made me suspect that she'd recently received a nasty head injury. I was a bit disappointed that I wasn't also told, "Oooh, you have rilly big kok!" so maybe her grasp on reality was stronger than I thought it was.
Whilst I was getting dressed I could hear a female client being shown into the next room, so the place is at least semi-legit. If the decor's anything to go by they're trying to attract female custom - after all, us blokes will happily wander into any old shithole as long as there's a wank in it.
Conclusion
I'm hoping that Coco is a permanent fixture in Banbury. If I find myself on the M40 with blue balls again, I'd definitely ask for her again and see if we can negotiate for that "fuk" up front!
