External Link/Members OnlyThe photos were blurry, the claims on the profile were bold. pussy like a vice etc. Ive heard it all before…
But the sky was grey, and both my pockets and crotch were bulging. So I half heartedly fired off the standard template invitation to coitus, half on a punt half content to furnish myself with the finest lingam massage and call it a night. Pornhub n chill. To my surprise she fired back. Back and forth it went. Postcode extracted…
B16. Fuck me I thought, thats the bits, the hood, the gutter. And she wouldnt give me the house number until I turned up. Well sus. A trip to the trenches, possibly held up in some grimy bando and sheffed for my over priced smartphone, a statistic, a two inch column in the Daily Mail about the dangers of trying to get your dick wet in bankrupt Birmingham. But pussy like a vice shore did sound good…
Fuck it. I sped off in the batmobile through Gotham (Uber, Toyota Prius of course) feeling woefully unprepared. I pulled up in the kind of street that would give Stacy Doley an aneurysm and Nigel Farage a raging hard on. Rows of decaying Victorian piles, wholesome family piles sandwiched between debauched HMOs. Young men hanging around hooded up. Shotting. And here I am like a cunt ringing up some brass for her door number. She picked up instantly, I did my best “confident” walk and open sesame I was in…
Jesus. It was indeed a dank and filthy HMO, notices on the wall about tenant conduct, the detritus of deprivation scattered around the hallways and grotty shared kitchen. Someone had even rigged up some kind of a “prison gym” in the staircase with climbing ropes. Her room was a reflection of her depraved life, piss bucket in corner complete with bright yellow piss mixed with tissue and cigarette buts, empty wine bottles, and as I turned around to see her exhale what I hope was vape smoke. Money still on the bedside table from a previous conquest. I forked out the £80 for 30 plus £20 for OWO. I knew I had over paid, I could see the place was a fucking dive, but sometimes you have to punt through background noise…
I know what you are thinking. Fuck this is a mess, a nightmare, a clusterfuck. But this is where things really pick up. I undressed, and so did she. “Lucy” was tall, blonde wig on, small fake boobs and slim - very slim. Muscly, you could see her six pack. But I liked this and told her so. She was friendly and unlike her surroundings quite cogent and surprisingly together. We had a brief chat and started to kiss, snogging passionately. Every so often she pulled back to ask what I wanted. I lay down and I told her I liked to be sucked slowly and gently and she started to give me some top-ten-dead-or-alive, slow and sensual head, including going to town on my balls which felt excellent in her soft and warm mouth. It was so good that I almost forgot about the slop bucket in the corner. This went on and she was in no rush to stop, and frankly I could have easily lay back and nutted. But that was not what this mission was all about now was it…
I told her the head was slapping and she stopped just long enough to say “wait till you try my pussay” before she went back to work taking me nose-to-pubes deep. I was desperate to try it before she accidentally got my baby gravy for lunch. She was enthusiastic and wanted to go on top. Nah, I am the one that’s here to fuck thanks hun. She lay back, legs high and wide, Her meaty juicy cunt on full display. I slid in and if I am honest it was meh. Average. But I started to fuck, she tickled my nuts and she applied the kung fu grip. Fuck me was like a VICE - no actually much better because lets be real for a moment, who the fuck would want to put their cock in a vice?! After all, vices don’t pulsate, undulate, flex and bend. I experienced things inside her snapper that I didn’t think were possible. We kissed passionately and she was happy to dirty talk and I was buzzing, I had to slow down. She told me she was going to milk every drop out of me as she pulled at my bollocks. I ended up screwing her gently with micro thrusts as she put on a masterclass in kegel exercises around my cock. She also offered CIM and I was tempted but I was having a near tantric experience on top of her and didn’t want to ruin what had built up. I decided enough was enough and told her I was going to cum and we both upped the pace and we snogged passionately as I emptied what felt like a gallon into the bag. She didn’t rush me at all, and cleaned me up gently. As my head stopped spinning I came back down to earth and I remember I was in a Soho trap house, standing next to a piss bucket…
The deed was done, there was no point in rushing now, I was also in no position to resist any kind of road man ambush so I took my time and we chatted about HMO living and she said it was all good. In the harsh light of post-nut clarity I noticed a few scars on her here and there. We kissed on the cheek and she let me out…
Look, this is a punt that is not for everyone. Its going to be a bit too “real” for a lot of people at thats totally understandable. However, In all my years of paying for pussy I’ve never had the privilege of a pussy performance quite like it.
Topic: Only_the_fitt8 - Soho B16 Birmingham - TOFTT (Read 6170 times)