External Link/Members OnlyI wasn’t sure what to write about this punt after it happened in mid-May, so I’ve kept putting it off. I didn’t make quick notes after the event as I sometimes do and with my shockingly bad memory this means I have forgotten some of the details.
I also wasn’t sure whether to make it positive or neutral. My usual criteria are the escort’s general willingness and enthusiasm along with her readiness to lose herself in DFK and to allow energetic fingering. I can’t fault Miss Capri on any of those scores. She really does try very hard to give you a good time. The fact that it wasn’t a very satisfying punt was mostly down to my age, physical shortcomings and me presuming that I could get another good hard-on after letting the first one go by. Big mistake.
I made it a positive in the end even though personally I wouldn’t want to see her again. Why? Because she talks a bit too much in a way that makes her sound quite nervous of you being there. She has a strong accent so I had to concentrate to get what she was saying and there were a few misunderstandings. Also, she had a strange body smell that I couldn’t identify and didn’t like. Not sweaty, not unclean. Possibly something coming out of the pores, like garlic does, but not garlic. It reminded me of the day when a woman I had dumped after a six-month extra-marital affair turned up at my desk in the office to say hello (she had a professional reason to be there but we hadn’t met for a year). She was giving off a similar strange smell and I put it down to the stress of that moment.
Anyway, I digress. Here are the details of the punt that I
can remember:
The flat was large, clean and upmarket and it’s a five-minute stroll from South Quay DLR station. I see that her current hourly rate is £270 – I think I paid £250 in May but I’m not sure. Might have been the £270. More than usual, anyway. I’d been impressed by her many positives on UKP.
Her welcome included a tray full of posh biscuits, a huge bowl of salted nuts and a choice of drinks. I stuck to water because I struggle to get it up after even a small amount of alcohol. You get a good idea of what she looks like from her AW pictures, especially the ones that show the bottom half of her face. She’s pretty, but not stunning. She’s curvier than my ideal but I don’t always go for my ideal.
I had a shower, we had a chat for five minutes, then there was lots of DFK. I went down on her for a long time before we switched to 69. She loved being fingered and tongued at the same time – first my thumb went inside her, then one finger, then two.
At the same time she got me really hard with her mouth. I should have gone for sex at that moment. But in a change from my usual strategy I decided to keep playing around and save the fucking until later. Usually I cum during cowgirl, have a rest then go for a Round 2, which doesn’t succeed very often these days.
So we kept rolling all over the bed, my tongue alternately licking her pussy or down her throat, my cock either deep in her mouth or being gently stroked while we kissed. I was frigging her very wet pussy with three fingers for a long time during DFK and at one point she came like a steam train. Miss Capri seemed to enjoy herself with me and that’s always a plus point.
After about 45 minutes I had another good hard-on so got her to rubber me up (one of my own MySize condoms). But I wilted at once. She tried her best to revive me with and without the condom, but a semi was all I could manage.
So we finished with more 69, more fast, almost rough, fingering of that very sloppy pussy, then I knelt over her chest and wanked into her mouth. She swallowed, I think. For me it was one of those orgasms where the cum spurts out weakly with barely a whisper of pleasure. I have far too many like that these days, including during conjugals with my other half and when I give myself a hand-job in the shower.
It’s enough to put me off punting. But it probably won’t.
