External Link/Members OnlyI’ve done a punt at Ceasers in Ripley so thought for the benefit of everyone and in keeping with the ethos of this site I would do a quick review of how it went.
I wake up and I’ve got that feeling that I can’t stop - it like chews away at you until you have satiate it and I’ve be n thinking about Ceasers for a while because there’s a girl there called Helen and she looks well fit. So anyway, I ring up and the receptionist tells me that Helen is working - it’s Friday, one of her days so I’m thinking this is me opportunity. It’s about a 30 minute drive for me through to Codnor.
There’s a small car park at back of the building which is all fenced in. You are facing a Tesco’s - one of them mini ones so there is the mums coming out and giving a look of knowing, utter disgust. I park up and there’s a door at the back, receptionist answers and I’m in and she’s not bad looking herself actually, looks like she could be dirty. I think to myself that I wouldn’t mind having her come in and piss or spit on me.
She’s goes, ‘your here to see Helen aren’t you - are you the pervert’ ? A bit personal love, but yeah I am, me cock is dribbling. So she shows me up to the room and fuck me when I get in there I can’t see a fucking thing, it is so dark. Helen is actually in the room and she comes over to say hello but I can barely make her out. She goes, ‘your eyes will adjust in a bit’, fucking hell, this is like potholing and I wouldn’t want to do that, but within a couple of minutes I can see her and I have to say she is an absolute stunner - long platinum blonde hair, tanned, big fucking tits, small waste, nice ass - Instagram type figure. And she seems really nice, good personality and nice and chatty.
So she goes ‘do you want a massage first’ - can’t remember last time I’ve started like that. Normally by the time the girl gets in the room I’m about 20 sniffs deep into the poppers, and dribbling from the corner of me mouth. But I thought, you know what, why not. So I’m on me front, not touched the poppers and she is doing this nice firm massage and I’m actually dead relaxed and im enjoying it no end, proper nice it is, and after about 5 mins of this she changes it to an ultra smooth and soft massage. Sorry, I forgot to mention as well that she asked whether I wanted talc or oil and I loved that nostalgic attention to detail - it reminded me of spending Friday afternoons in Oasis on Mansfield Road in Sherwood in the 1980s when a nice massage and wank would set you back £22. How times have moved on.
Anyroad, she is loving giving me this massage and she’s got me on all fours with me arse in the air and she’s massaging me balls and cock with oil and pouring oil over me arse so it trickles down and to be honest I’ve got a right hard on and I could stay like this all day, and I’ve not touched the poppers yet. And then she asks me to turn over and I get a great view of her arse in the mirror. I look a bit of a cunt, a bit like a beached whale but I don’t really care to be honest. She’s licking me balls by this stage and I’ve still not bothered with the poppers as I’m enjoying the drug free experience so much - she asks me if I want me cock sucking so I’m like yeah defo, go for it - and I spend the next 10-15 minutes or so getting me cock sucked really well by a fit blonde and I’m actually loving it.
About 20 minutes in and she asked me to crack open the poppers and I do and I have 4x5 minute sniffs and I’m like a bit wobbly but she is still sucking on my cock and everything is intensified about 100 times and she is saying to me that my wife is a cunt and I should carry on paying her for sex instead of fucking my missus. And I am right into this kind of talk and at this point she asked me to eat her arse out and she gets on all fours on the edge of the bed and I pull her arse open and get my tongue up there and I keep breaking off to sniff poppers and the combination is great. She has an amazing arse to be honest, really good and she is encouraging me by saying ‘get your tongue up me shitter’ - lovely pillow talk as far as I’m concerned.
So by this time, I reckon I have around 5 mins of me 30 left and she goes back to cock sucking but I ask her to rub her pussy along my thigh whilst I wank meself. Oh, I forgot to say, she is a full on kisser, she had her tongue right down me throat most of the time, and it was good, so whilst I am wanking she is rubbing her cunt up and down my thigh leaving a nice smell for me and kissing me, licking my face and ear. And I’m keeping meself topped up on poppers and then I come and the white stuff is spurting out nicely and there’s a few good days’ worth saved up. But it feels really good and she gets the old wet wipes out and I’m calming down a bit.
There was no rush - proper honest and authentic it was. We had a really good chat and she was still kissing me with some passion as I was pulling me jeans on. I would defo recommend her if you want the assurance of a good and honest service. At the end, I goes ‘how much’ ? And she says £90, which was fair enough given some of the rates being charged by princesses on aw these days.
It was good fun and we all need to be introducing fun into our lives after the last 18 months do we not.
On the way back I listened to Dave’s new album. Quite different to his first one.
