I’ve not punted on home soil for a while, had a few FKK adventures in Switzerland, catalogued on here in the foreign section.
My needs have been met by a series of civvy relationships where the beneficiaries included the shopkeepers, restauranteurs, clubs, bar keeps and beauty salon owners of the west end rather than pimps and maids.
The old familiar itch has been growing for a month or so and demanded to be scratched. An AW search for young ladies who would deliver on my requirements revealed some who fell at the first hurdle of a cursory check on here, others who simply didn’t feel right and a couple of favourites who proved to be harder to get hold of than an honest politician.
So, it had to be an agency and I think my long and sometimes painful history has taught me enough to suss out the dodgy photoshopping and fluffy reviews and get an inkling from the photos if a girl looks like a good sort. An intimate search of the Diva roster revealed many who have been around for a long time and likely been entered legally or illegally more times than Dover beach and a number of interesting newbies.
I settled on Adriana, a newbie, exclusive, with no reviews when I booked but one glowing report now, thanks Tariq, however his glowing report raving about her rimming left me doubting it’s veracity, see later.
External Link/Members Only a 22 year old (she told me 23) blonde haired blue eyed Russian, size 8, 5 feet 7 inches tall, weighing in at 57 kg with an impressive looking natural 34D bust, interestingly never unleashed in the photoshoots.
1 hour at £350 plus £50 for owo (I checked with the agency that she was a willing provider of it because I didn’t fancy paying for a half hearted attempt, they confirmed she was). £400 for an hour with a hooker, double what it was in the good old days but hey ho. The two selfies in lingerie, the one in the string vest and the video reeled me in. She looks like a fun girl, with enhanced lips, the hint of a bum insert and serious doubt cast on the naturalness of her tits.
Pre-meet preparations almost took a disastrous turn as I used a combo of Veet and razor for maximum smoothness, inadvertently sliced into my ball sack and bled like a victim in a gang war. Luckily the punt threatening injury was suffered the day before and the styptic pencil stung like buggery but did the job.
Comms, Diva efficiency via Telegram, agreed in advance, address given on the day.
Place, a tiny walk up bedsit with a small bathroom, sink, folding door shower and toilet with remnants of splash back from a dodgy stomach around the rim, ugly.
The girl, you meet the one in the pink outfit in the photo and video, not the groomed and photoshopped worldie in the other shots. She is very beautiful facially in a Slavic, she’s from near Russia, perfect teeth and cheekbones way, won a serious beauty contest and has hundreds of thousands on Instagram followers (she showed me some stuff), she scrubs up better than well.
But, she’s thick, big arms, shoulders, legs, bum and tits which are a strange rotund shape and don’t hang well, a six pack, smooth all over, great skin but she had made fuck all effort for the meet. I had to knock three times before she turned the music down and let me in, loosely covered by a black silky wrap, silly cheap looking two metre hair extensions flowing down to her arse and no shoes. The bed was about six feet from the door so I suspect she’d just got up.
I was umming and ahing whether to stay but her enthusiastic greeting, big hug and kisses and the feel of a naked warm body under the robe persuaded me to stay. Shoes off, services discussed, we agreed on only one extra, owo at £50 on top of the £350 base price as above. She wanted £100 for cim or facial and considering how things panned out I’m delighted I didn’t partake.
Into the shower, clean up and mouthwash, spot the shit stained toilet bowl and emerge to find her naked on the bed on her phone which was quickly discarded.
DFK, mutual groping, slightly clumsy, slightly toothy owo while I was on my back then I took her to the mirror to watch the action, I suggested she lick my balls and I always say please, she declined. I was hard and ready by now so condom on and 20 minutes of missionary with lots of kissing, strange habit of a deep kiss then withdrawing and going “aaah!” like a celebration.
It was all a bit lacklustre but it had been a while and I was ready to blow so got her to kneel by the mirror, look up at me and put her tongue out, assuring her I’d cum on her round tits. As I got to the vinegar strokes and started grunting she grabbed half a roll of kitchen towels and smothered my cock in it as I reached a hugely disappointing, albeit prolific cum in paper in her hand ending, fucking hell!
Clean up, kissing, groping, sucking and hand job but to be honest she’s made to prey on Herberts like me who pay her, live off her looks and absolutely not cut out to be a skilful whore who gets you coming back for more. So no second pop, I’d had enough and despite her apparent eagerness to please and intimation that she liked me never waning I showered and left.
A big, fat waste of time and money and a huge let down on my mammoth expectations. An expensive shitshow, kicking myself for not walking.
