My first review on here after years of reading.
I'd ticked off so much of my curiosity in recent years through various punts but was curious as to how it would be to spend an hour with a post-op Trans. On paper, Paris was exactly what I was looking for;
External Link/Members OnlyI'd tried unsuccessfully on two separate occasions to arrange a meeting with Paris albeit this was around the Festive period. She was always very polite and courteous in her texts and prompt at responding. Last Sunday afternoon I happened to be out around London Bridge and decided I would drop her a text that rainy afternoon and see if I could arrange something for around 5PM that night. She was free on short notice.
Location:Around 10 minutes walk from Camden Town Tube station towards St Pancras way. Located on a residential side street ground floor flats. Seemed very quiet and safe but the weather was awful. The buzzer system was a bit weird but eventually I buzzed her number. Her flat was very impressive but I noticed she had a throw blanket laid out on the sofa and I hoped it wouldn't be where the magic would happen but unfortunately it was the love den.
Appearance:Her photos are very accurate. I'd say she is in her mid 20's. Very slim and maybe even had bones compressed; I'm not sure. She looks just like a cute blonde Polish girl and does hail from Gdansk. I liked the way she dressed and her panties had these pearls on that outlined her pussy which was cool. She only had her operation done in February and prior to that she told me she used to work as a pre-op trans escort. The reason she isn't currently advertised on a lot of websites is she has heard through friends that apparently the old bill are trying to clamp down on escorting due to the current times.
Nice fake boobs that almost seem a bit too large for her slender physique. She was totally hairless all over and her pussy looked a bit odd compared to a regular lady and you could definitely tell the difference but it wasn't too implausible. The clit wasn't too pronounced.
Action:When I arrived we had a pleasant chat and she wasn't pushy but I got the paperwork (£200) out the way quickly. She was almost too easygoing with me having to ask for the towel but she was perfectly willing to let me shower. Nice clean bathroom. One thing that was very annoying was that she had some sort of radio on that had adverts every few minutes that were really off-putting.
I came out of the shower and she was still fully clothed, I think wearing heels. We started slowly kissing with some tongue action but never too deep. I'm not sure if she's had lip fillers but her kisses were very one dimensional and lacked variety. It was the same motion over and over and I think she kept her eyes shut the whole time. After a while she eventually started slowly rubbing my cock and I rubbed her pussy through her panties. This sequence seemed to last for maybe even 10 minutes and I started to wonder when on Earth she might lead me to the futon for us to consummate the marriage.
I took matters into my own hands and laid her down on the futon while kissing her and then licking her nipples. She didn't seem to react much at all. I then took her panties off which smelt quite good and paused to marvel at her pussy and ass. I think I then started licking her pussy which got a bit of a reaction but I don't think hers is actually capable of getting wet and she kept her eyes closed the whole time anyway. I asked her if I could stick a finger inside and she obliged. It felt so tight it was like I could barely get half my finger in. I started to wonder whether my cock would ever be able to breach ground. Due to the lack of natural moisture and her general lack of any sort of enthusiasm I couldn't be bothered to finger her much.
I then asked to fuck her and she strapped the mac on and put lube on it. Sure enough I somehow got inside with no problem. Her pussy felt quite good but I've had tighter. She got on top and started riding and did a pretty good job. It was a nice sight and she put some effort in.
I prefer being on top so we moved onto missionary while she was lying against the edge of the sofa. I then started stroking a bit more downwards and my pubic bone putting pressure on her clit and that motion seemed to arouse more of a positive reaction. But she never made much noise throughout the whole punt.
I then decided it was time to go downtown. We did some anal in missionary and it didn't feel too different but we started off extremely slow. I could tell she preferred having her pussy hammered and when I asked her afterwards she said she was more of a vag than anal girl. I also preferred her Hammersmith and City Line. I think we then went back to vaginal and I did her in doggy which felt pretty tight but I was still wasn't bursting to blast.
She was then telling me at around the 50 minute mark that we needed to soon finish. I asked where I was allowed to cum. She said anywhere on her body but if I wanted her face that's £30 extra. I thought about it and then reached for my wallet in my naked state and put the notes on the coffee table. She was fairly half hearted with trying to spur forth my genetic material and I then directed one of her hands to properly wank me and got the other one massaging my balls. I eventually blasted my hot mess all over her but it went on her chest. She was actually very kind in then saying I could have my £30 back as I never got her face which was a nice touch.
Summary:While Paris is independent and wasn't born a woman, if I compare her to some of my best Diva punts with their raw passion and eagerness to please there is no comparison. Paris is mechanical, lacks enthusiasm, initiative or creativity and is a bit of a clock watcher. The reason for the neutral is that it wasn't an awful punt. It was a novel experience and there was nothing I wanted to do that was off limits and the doggy at the end was actually quite good. If I had to do it again I would just stick to her pussy but I won't be going back.
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