Hi all. Been lurking here for the best part of a year, glad to be able to finally sign up and share some reviews.
External Link/Members OnlyThis review takes place in March 2020, just before the first lockdown. I was newly single, and this was my first ever foray into "paying for it" in any shape or form. I decided to start with a massage because the idea of laying back and letting somebody else do all the work sounded great!
CommsInitial phone call, then several follow-up text messages with the maid/receptionist. All very clear and simple.
The VenueA quiet and fairly discreet flat about five minutes' brisk walk from Londonfields station. IIRC I had to be buzzed through a door to enter the stairwell, then another text message at the front door. It seemed like a custom-made setup inside: professional massage table, incense, music. Functional bathroom with shower (didn't use, had showered at home immediately before).
The LadyCeleste is a softly-spoken thirtysomething Kiwi with long brunette hair and a milky pale complexion. Not my type exactly, but I found her attractive.
The ActionPerhaps sensing that this was unfamiliar territory, Celeste sat me down and we had a brief chat about what the session entailed. She spoke a bit about the holistic benefits of tantra, and I enthuiastically agreed that it sounded like exactly what I needed. She left the room while I disrobed and laid face down on the massage table, and shortly I heard her return (my head firmly lodged in the hole) and felt her hands start going to work. In terms of straight-up massage, this was absolutley top notch, using what I believe is a mixture of Swedish and Thai techniques, and even a bit of Reiki. I felt the very occasional brush of her breasts across my back, and in truth this is as far as the b2b went. I let my hands stray a little from the edge of the table to test the waters, but if Celeste noticed, she wasn't forthcoming with a nice thigh or buttock for me to grab. Eventually some light CC swipes were felt and I made some appreciative noises, and it was time to flip over. For the first time I got to appreciate Celeste's nude form, and very nice it is too - she clearly looks after herself, although she doesn't have the gym-toned physique many girls have these days. Instead she has a soft naturally gifted figure, milky skin with a very cute sprinkling of freckles, and gravity defying natural perky boobs. The massage continued, still a combination of hard, soft, movement then stillness; even a bit of hand-clasping, which I found very sweet and affectionate. Celeste now started working on my stubbornly flaccid penis - damn nerves - and with evidently a bit more work than she is accustomed to, got me to full mast. By this stage my eyes were screwed shut in the agonising bliss of extended vinegar strokes, so I didn't see what manner of witchcraft she was working on me, but with what felt like a kind of hand-over-hand clawing motion she physically pulled the orgasm from me. Bugger me! An intense full body orgasm followed, which oddly resulted in the sensation of heat radiating from my hands. As I recovered, Celeste cleaned me up, gave a head massage, then got me to sit upright as she toweled the oil off me. She trotted out of the room to let me get changed, her cheeky derriere vanishing from view, and I pulled my clothes back on in a daze. She had done such a good job towelling me off that I didn't need to shower. She returned in a robe, we had a brief chat as I tied my shoelaces, and with a rather formal air kiss I was back into the outside world and making my way home.
Damage£120 for 1 hour massage, light b2b, HE
VerdictPositive! This was much less of a raunchy, seedy affair than I had been expecting, in fact LTM seems almost quite a respectable outfit. Still, I enjoyed myself massively and would definitely return - even if no further services are on the table, so to speak.
