This is my first review, beating my hitherto duck - so I beg for your mercy please
External Link/Members OnlyMeeting took place back last December, just before Boris starting pontificating about London going into Tier 4. It was somewhat hard getting hold of any indies at the time, as most of them seemed to be on holiday or unavailable, so agency was a best bet. I had been debating between seeing Laramie and Alviola from Diva, both looking sensationally beautiful in their selfies, but I have a penchant for blondes even in civvy life, so the latter was a natural pick. I was aware of the price, £300 ph, but it was Christmas time, and giving myself a present, meant this price range was unlikely to do any harm, ahoy. I also thought that Alviola looked somewhat of a stunner in those selfies, hence I started getting a flutter about the top-notch experience I was about to get. I have met girls from the much derided Kinky London Escorts collective on this forum, at this price range, hence expected a similar treat. ............ Spoiler........ - it turned out slightly otherwise, alas.
Communication: Diva was pretty faultless with arranging the meeting, as they habitually are anyway, giving me an appointment for two hours later at my request.
Location: Alviola works from a ground floor flat in a main residential street off Bond street, hence both Marylebone and Baker Street stations are a stone's throw away. No difficulties finding the door, and text from Diva with directions to the actual flat number quickly came as soon as I inquired. Flat was fairly basic, clearly showing it is merely a transitional dwelling for SPs. Room was likewise very basic, clean and tidy, but obviously devoid of any eye catching furniture, largely bare and too magnolia. It was a one-bedroom place, and in fact Alviola later went on to highlight that she does not like sharing dwellings with other SPs as "it's uncomfortable hearing sex noises from other rooms while you are with clients". Fair point I thought. She told me she had only arrived in London a few weeks prior, sharing her time between Russia and another continental country where she also does this job.
The girl: the majority of the photos on the Diva website are evidently heavily photoshopped. However, there is a video posted of her at the very bottom, which is a clear representation of her. She has a stunning body in the video, the major factor that had drawn me to pick her that day, which did not underwhelm in the flesh. She has a small tattoo over one of her forearms, very discreet, although not particular tasteful I thought. Otherwise, unblemished soft smooth skin, in keeping with her very tender age. She is listed as being 22, and said likewise, and had no doubt whatsoever that this might not be the case. She is quite tall even barefoot, towering at about 178 cm I reckoned, slender and fit tummy, with well formed hips ready to bear the impregnation - pretty much a very fine slim body with perfect pelvic curves in the right place, whcih I found very arousing. Her roughly 32B breasts however are a slight let-down, as they are pyramid-shaped and quite saggy, in medical parlance having a tuberous shape (which is actually a problem with breast development in puberty - trust this!). She is wearing a bra in the video, hence this was not evidently apparent. I would say body is 8/10, knocking two points off due to this issue, from her otherwise faultless, alabaster-like beautiful skin. Her face however, is slightly dissonant with the stunning features of her body, as it is very middle-of-the-road, and certainly not a stunner if bumped into outside. She wears a brace and her upper teeth were slightly protruding. I guess some might find this slightly off-putting, so I had to try to suppress this vision throughout the meeting. Her breath was otherwise fresh, and her body otherwise spotless clean - it was devoid of any unwelcome odour, but likewise devoid of the kind of nice odour you would expect in this price-range odourless, - again a slight let down, as I had expected a bit of artisan perfume at least in between the legs.
The meeting: Alviola opened the door, adopting the usual behind-the-door posture. She was in fact very basic, no frills, in her appearance. In other words: no make-up whatsoever as though she had been readying herself to go jogging rather than offering the faintest of erotic pleasures. She was wearing a tight-fitting jersey mini dress, with no underwear underneath, becoming very evident as soon as she sat down, revealing her entirely clean-shaven minge and wings. I thought this was somewhat out of kilter with the upmarket prices she was charging as she had made no effort whatsoever, to wear any lingerie, which is at the least a basic demand for those who like to undress the SP, like me. Once paperwork was arranged, she headed off to another room to stash the dough safely, and promptly returned. Oddly she did not offer a shower, although I did not need one as I had come freshly prepared with a lot of anticipation.
She put on some nice indie music from her phone - I must say the girl has some good tastes in this respect. We proceded then to some light kissing on the lips, but my attempt to do LFK was politely refused. I did not make much of this at this point, as in any case her braces might have presented a hazard to anything beyond this. As I was getting rather excited, I made her lie down in bed, taking off her dress, to reveal her butt naked as I had guessed anyway from what she had earlier revealed unintentionally. To reiterate, bereft of perfume, nail varnish both ways up and down, and no make-up whatsoever.
I asked her if it was fine to finger her. Her English is rather basic, and I got the impression she had misunderstood me for asking if I could eat her. She got rather stunned by the question, and frantically highlighted that she does not like "cunnilingus" in her own words. She moved on to say she would let me finger her instead, but only on top of her clitoris, and specifically not on her labia. When I tried doing so, she got somewhat upset that I hadn't really hit the bullseye and went on to show me, albeit with a lot of tribulation in the way, where the clitoris was. I thought, well no, this is going nowhere so I brushed the offer off.
In any case, looking at her stunning body still made me quite hard and excited, and this is where the second more astounding issue came up. While I was lying above her on my knees, two little drops of precum came trickling down, one on the bed, and the second drop, lo and behold, on the side of her knee. She abruptly stood up from her supine stance, looking frantic and scared as though I had attempted barebacking her. She told methat she was scared about having precum on her body as it might get her pregnant. I thought if she were so alarmed about this happening, why not rubber me up all along? Now this is of course, a physiological impossibility, but I apologised as she appeared very fragile and genuinely frightened. Besides, she is very young, and her mental demeanour was worryingly slightly below that of her apparent age, so I let it pass. She then realised that she did not have any baby wipes on the bedside table in the room, and headed off to the bathroom to fetch her wipe supplies, whcih she fought hard to open. She cleaned her knee and all of the remnants of any precum off my glans and made sure everywhere was completely dry. So by that stage, I was floppy, as the experience was slightly off-putting, so starting off again with some body grabbing and stroking, got me hard again, when I asked her to rubber me up. She turned to sideways towards the bedside table, to find out, lo and behold again, that she had no johnnies. Off she went again to the bathroom, coming back with a boxful, still tightly shrink wrapped, and equally demanding as with the baby wipes to make her way to the item in need. Once overcoming this unexpected setback and rubbered up by her flawless technique, I penetrated her in mish with no lube, then cowgirl - but oh boy, this is at least where she excelled. She was extremely wet, and at one point her vaginal contractions became hard, getting me so turned on that I eventually did come a tad earlier than I would have expected.
In between rounds, she talked a little a bit her life on her own motion, without me making no enquiries to this efect whatsoever. I will not go into any details, as it may reveal things she might not have intended to reveal. However, she hails from the second city of Russia, dividing her life between her home country, a neighbouring country of ours and London. She had only arrived in London a few weeks prior, and was hoping to stay here, as she had been enjoying life here. Her English was however slightly basic, heavily accented, and her understanding of more complex phraseology, was limited. Beware if you are not in the habit of simplifying discourse.
Second round was OW, finding no need to ask whether she could OWO, as I would have easily guessed that it would have been a solid no. In fact it is not included in her "likes"
Alarm rang ten minutes ahead of the final whistle, again not tallying at all with upmarket meets.
All in all, this is my verdict:
Girl has a stunning body, with a lot of potential. She has a couple of physical flaws, albeit minor, which are clearly outweighed by her lingerie-model type shape.
She is also particularly and noticeably affable, when not in action.
During action, she interrupts the flow and causes a degree of awkwardness.
Penetrative sex was one of the best I have ever had, in both paid for and for free contexts. She was also extremely responsive, although I cannot tell for sure whether she had faked it or not. She appeared to have had a a strong orgasm, whcih she could have faked. Certainly she could not have faked the sheer extent of wetness, so much so, that it started dripping (not squirting) all over, and made her less tight than before.
However, the interruptions are a major issue.
At £300 ph, one would expect upmarket services, but she was more in the £150 ph bracket in every respect (e.g. lack of lingerie, no make-up, less than middle class appearance and limited finesse) - she felt like a Maserati with a missing tyre.
Her personality and attitude made me think she is not cut out to be in this job, and should perhaps reconsider her position. Otherwise she would make a brilliant, softly-spoken, gently mannered young lady outside of this.
Hence a neutral, on balance.
