External Link/Members OnlyFound myself some spare time Sunday evening so browsed AW for some punts that I might be able to sneak in before my scheduled work from home on the Monday. Elizas profile has been on my HL for a while but for whatever reason never followed through. Recently been trying to meet with indigenous ladies of late with limited success.
CommsArranged late night 10pm via AW mail the night before for a 7am meet. Prompt response, agreeing the time. No issues with it being early. Asked me to text and confirm an hour before the meet next day. Postcode provided. Confirmed next day at 0630.
Services Sought30 minutes of gfe @£80 (wants £140 for an hour).
Owo,FS, RS (shudder)
LocationNew estate, over by the Wroughton waitrose. Postcode turned out to be a pub which is three streets away from her meaning that you have to call her up as she relays flakey directions to an enclosed parking space at the back of her house.
Didn't like the parking there. Youre parked quite obviously and I assume that the neighbours all know each others cars and I get the impression that there's more cars and spaces down there. Whilst leaving the premises I was definetly clocked by her neighbour who was blatantly glaring at me through her bedroom window.
AccomodationNice houses (I imagine) when kept tidy. Like many of the ladies I tend to meet on AW whoI suspect are in receipt of housing courtesy of the average tax payer the house was a shit hole.
Overwhelming stench of weed, filthy carpets and dirty paintwork throughout the house. Kids handprints (painted) pepperred the walls in places. I didn't want to put my clothes anywhere and ended up blanacing them on my shoes which (usually) I didn't take off at the door. Definetly a house where you wipe your feet on the way out.
The ladyI'd forgotten what a size 16 lady looked like. She may even be an 18. She's large. I would say that she is
not facially attractive and I'm not the fussy type.
Despite the 9 hours of notice given she had not bothered with her appearence at all. Hair was a mess, no makeup (I'm not sure all the makeup in the world would have helped). And as I was to find out later on I suspect she'd not bothered to shower or brush teeth beforehand. Stank a bit.
The meetParked up, told to hang about in the back garden until she came down to let me in through the patio doors. Quick glance at what I'm sure we're once beige carpets and decided that I wasnt going to risk my socks and followed Eliza up the stairs. Strong whiff of weed in the air where she'd more than likely set her priorities right after my early morning wake up call.
Into the bedroom and I undress, she's chatting some nonsense about storms and how she couldn't sleep last night. As she's rabbiting on and trying to work out what to do with my clothes.
She undoes her dressing gown to reveal some decent tits and the mother of all guts. Queue childhood flashbacks of return of the jedi.
I'm naked at this loint and join her on the bed where we engage in some kissing. It's at this point I recognise that tangy, bitter hangover aftertaste you get after you've been boozing and smoking the night before. It's obvious now that she's not even bothered to gargle. Also caught a whiff of smokey hair as I divert my mouth down to her tits. It's not long before I'm asking her for head. Whish she obliges, she's on all fours copping a decent mouthful of the old chap and all I can really focus on is that gut just swinging about down there. I close my eyes and and focus on the service she's giving me which, in all fairness is pretty good. I grab her sizeable ass and pull it toward me. I reach to stroke her pussy which is wet by this point and as she pivots herself toward me for better access to her crotch I catch a whiff of something quite bad and familiar. I retract my fingers and slap her ass a bit more and lay bath and focus on the deepthroat she's now performing. This goes on for a while. A good 15 minutes. No issue with me coming early - I wasn't felling it for one, and if I did I wasn't too bothered...i could up and leave.
She stops, and lays next to me and tries to cop a kiss, which I oblige - my cock was spotless before the meet, perhaps it improved her breath. WRONG! I move for her tits again, at this point she's pushing my head down to her never region's and like a fucking fool I oblige again. Mistake. The smell was awful and I'm sorry to report that I liked her lady bits and it's by far the worst thing I've done in 2020 so far. I feel ashamed typing this. I carry on for about another minute, trying to avoid the worst bits before I make my way up top again where I was sure to give her a big wet kiss so she could atleast taste herself.
She suggests sex, I agree in the hope that it'll help me come quicker. We're now 25 minutes in and we're in missionary and she seems to be having a good time, I'm just punting away there, I ask her to get on top and while the tits were nice to look at she was pretty rubbish. Barely putting any effort into it. She asks after a while "what would you like to do?" to which I reply "what would YOU like to do?" she asks for me to go down on her, which is on a par with what I was actually dreading - doing her doggy and getting to smell her again. I suggest missionary again and start plugging away until I get bored and pull out and simply start wanking over her until I climax over her big ol gut. She promptly rubs it into herself remarking "ill have to have a shower now". Maybe she should be this in the normal course of things. I though to myself.
Then it was all about getting the hell out of there however, she wanted to gas but I start walking. She eventually leads me back down to her living room where she asks me to let myself out in case her neighbours see her (???!) as they're really nosey. 10metre walk to the car felt like a mile and I was still spotted..by her nosey neighbour.
Also asked me for feedback as she's "getting back into this". I foolishly complied and gave her positive feedback on AW which I regret doing and I apologies if its mislead anybody into taking a punt that they may not be entirely satisfied with.
ConclusionWould I see her again? No, no way. Just the filth and I'm getting fed up with meeting English girls that live like that and want what I feel is midrange money without even having a shower before a meet with decent notice.
She wasn't fussed about the overrun, but I guess when you're a lady of leisure like that you have all the time in the world to smoke weed and cream off the state.
Personality-wise she was nice enough, but in my eyes she's a bit of a thief.
I'd say on local, English chicks I'm hitting 50% on the satisfaction ratio and I'm considering getting stuck into the Romanians again even if they are frosty, you know what you're getting.
Cheers,
