Coming to the end of my recent binge on walk-up girls, I met up with Sophie a few Friday's back at 2 Lisle Street WC2. I'd read a few comments about her on the walk-up thread and became strangely intrigued to see her. She wasn't there the first two times I tried, which only made me more determined. My perseverance paid off, though, and I soon got my reward.
Answering the door to me, I was pleased to see a pretty young woman, and even more so when she told me her name. At fucking last! She ushered me into her boudoir, and... what a mood killer. The room was as small and grotty as anything I'd seen before. Black marks scraping down the walls by the bed. Absolutely no attempt at decoration or providing an ambience. And a tiny bedside table by the door. Actually I lied about there being no decoration. There was one of those small paper fan things on a wall, dismal in itself, but which looked almost like an ironic statement given its surroundings. All illuminated by a lurid blue lightbulb. I mentioned this to Sophie, who started having a little moan about how the bosses were being tight and inconsiderate, blah blah blah. I had to cut her short, keep her spirits up before I lost her.
I did this by complementing her looks, which wasn't hard at all. She's about 5.2, mid 20s, black hair, olive skin, gorgeous body, not gym-toned, but no excess fat on her, with a cracking pair of pert tits. She also had an attractive face. Just my type. Romanian. I opted for the £50 deal (sacrificing a position for RO) and stripped off while she went to stash the cash. She took her time coming back, which, combined with me staring at the walls in this dingy room, left me feeling a tad deflated. When she joined me a few minutes later all was forgiven. She slipped out of her knickers at the door, leaving only her ankle socks on...
I was sat on the bed and beckoned her over to me. Running my my hands and tongue and lips over what I could reach, I was falling in love with her body and wanted her to know. I sat her down next to me and got the nod for a 'gentle' titty suck. My next move was to open her legs and lick her pussy from the front, but she pre-empted that idea by suggesting a 69. How could I refuse such an offer, although the cynical part of me sussed this as a two-in-one time saver on her part. Still, I had a good nosh on her snatch, with a little excursion to her arsehole, while she sucked me off so-so.
I knew time wasn't on my side, so I reluctantly came up for air and asked for missionary. She obliged. Holding her open with my hands on her covered feet, I slid in with one foul swoop, and the wince on her face when I did that almost got me there and then. How fucking sexy she looked as her eyes narrowed and her mouth opened. Pure porn star style. Practiced or not, it hit the spot. I then went at it, gentle, but with purpose, my eyes fixed on hers. After a couple of minutes she started writhing, grinding her pussy onto me with every stroke. It was all too much and I conceded defeat there and then. What had threatened to be a drab encounter ended with possibly the most intense and satisfying fuck I've had with a WG in a long time.
After we mopped up I lied to to her something I'd read on here (but didn't tell her that), mentioning that I remember her at Green's Court. She confirmed it, and confirmed that she left there because of the state of some of the punters there. I've heard a few horror stories about Green's court now, although I can't say I've ever had a bad experience there, with a girl or other customers.
In some respects I'd be tempted to mark this as a neutral - the state of the room, the restricted service and the lack of warmth coming from the girl for much of our 15 minutes together. But they are always secondary issues for me, and so far as the main event was concerned, the attractiveness of the girl and the quality of our time together on that horrible bed, I have to give it a positive.
It's also worth noting that, for the previous times I missed her, when I actually caught up with her it was on a day she was covering. She normally works Monday and Tuesday. If I see her again, and I hope I will, I think I'll ask whether she works at a different location. I would like to spend more time with her. But not there!
