Part one – or Prologue where I muse
To punt in Soho or not to ...
Took up this new hobby 18 months ago and after a great start, blew outrageous amounts of money on bored and boring 'Courtesans'. Took a while to learn that A it was no good booking two hours at my age, although I have no trouble staying hard there is no second coming (at least with the same girl) and B that price and quality of Punt have no correlation. So went from spending £400 everr two months to £80-£120 every week. Took me 10+.
But as the title suggests I am not one for a quick pump and dump. Give me an hour with a girl with a willing attitude and I'm happy. Love French kissing and mutual body exploration. Despite knowing that not what was on offer, the nagging doubt re Soho remained. Managed to shake off my partner for a walk round on freezing night in January chacking out the doorways and locations. Had a 'walk up' experience in Grand Canaria (written up in Foreign Section) but it wasn't until April this year that I made this happen.
Walking round the walk ups is a curious feeling. You know the chance of being recognised as you pass through the doorway is infinitesimally small but it adds to the tension. Also the feeling of not quite knowing what will be behind the door is undoubtedly exciting (same as in a TCM/FBSM situation). Together this produces that lovely knot in the stomach you had during your first 5 punts. This is a plus in my book. Also not having to make million calls/texts and if the doors shut well there's somewhere else to head to.
So I went to an early evening event in Soho in April. I resolved that following that I now HAD to walk into one of the flats.. Thankfully it was dark and I started out at the south end and walking round some seemed just to conspicuous e.g. there always seems to be a batch of Wankers hanging around the top end of Greens Court? Finally I got to Berwick St. The pub opposite was empty and summoning up my strength I climbed the stairs.
Part 2 – enter the muse err I mean WG.
Knock on the door
“Come in I've got a lovely English Girl for ya...” it was a rather attractive, loud Maid with a real estuary accent. Led me straight to the bedroom “wait here” (Have to add the room itself is really tarty. Lovely.)
Now if' you've looked at my reviews you'll see that my preference is for petite, almost waif like. Long legs, skinny with tits no bigger than I can take in my mouth....
Lucy is not like that.
“English” Lucy has a pretty face with good bone structure with high cheekbones, and small perfectly white teeth. She is not tall. She has a very round waist. She has the biggest knockers its been my pleasure to know. I am not a tit man at all, but her’s were just so soft and Welcoming that I just might be converted. As she looked down she must have seen my shiny pate as her third boob. Motorboating mmmmmmm.
But I'm getting a little ahead of myself.
I think I admitted my 'virgin' status and she ran through the options. Dreamtime allowed for OW RO, Covered positions and (I think she said 25mins) for £55 plus £2.
Lucy has a great attitude. She's the kind of girl who smiles at you as you give it your all in Mish and makes very few false noises, but maybe a little encouragement. Nothing is too much trouble and she is truly friendly and open to positions. It' s been a couple of months but she definitely pecks and I'd swear her tiny tongue was teasing mine as the meet progressed.
After 20 mins I heard a bang on the wall “Luceeee”
This was ignored. My signal to request doggy, with my hands full,very full.
After a little while
More knocks “Lucy come on”. (it was now approaching 9pm)
Lucy replied “It's OK you can go”
I lasted a few more mins before it was time to bring matters to a close.
Had a nice unhurried chat with Lucy where she seemed to be very honest about her life as related to her tattoo(s) (They are pretty discrete.) I had been her final punter, and far from rushing off she remained relaxed andI was with her for at least 40 mins in all.
I will happily see her again. That was Monday night but I think she works Tuesday now.
(Have to admit I also want to check out the competition too)
Left feeling that attitude so often trumps looks and that I couldn't have asked for a better introduction to Soho punting.
