Author Topic: Nika Chanel, West Hampstead / Kilburn  (Read 1722 times)


6 review(s) for Nika Chanel (5 positive, 1 neutral, 0 negative) [Indexed by Davey Dykes]

Offline Heph

Nika Chanel, West Hampstead / Kilburn
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Incall, 1hr, £180; incl. of OWO at extra

TLDR: A heavily qualified bare positive; given that Nika was greatly distracted and therefore not best focussed on delivering what she advertises, viz - 'a relaxed, sensual... companion who knows how to make you forget the world'

Background
Member LogP made Nika the subject of his inaugural review (she then traded as Nika Bugatti, and was in Old Street) - [ https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=421010.0 ] for his meet with her of August '24. His experience rated neutral; quoth he- 'Fit as fuck but madder than a box of frogs' corresponds with much of my own recent booking. She also recently featured in a 'big clit quest' thread, as a hopeful contender in said prize, here-
[ https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=407131.msg4486070#msg4486070 ], where I chipped-in with my findings that, if she is so endowed, I could not recall witnessing it.

Comms
Poor, scatty, and perhaps a portent of things that transpired. It may be that she outsources this part of her business; though in person, her English, whilst capable for basics, is not really up to snuff. Thus, when I arrived, her instructions were unclear, resulting in confusion and an unnecessary delay of 5 minutes between me buzzing, and finally making it up to her flat.

Venue
A formerly fine villa, on West End Lane, about equidistant between Kilburn High Road Overground and West Hampstead Underground stations, at the junction of Gascony Avenue. Now a house of multi-occupancy, on four or more floors; cheaply converted in the last 5years or so by my guess, and in the style of apart-hotels rented out on Booking et al; witness LED-bead lighting up the stairs, and indeed several rooms were in the process of being contract-house-cleaned when I arrived and departed. A lot of impatient Portuguese chatter was going on between staff and occupying girls as I passed by. The main rooms are small, though not cramped, though the en-suite in each is. I had the impression that most of the flats are let out to a large group of sex-operators, and likelier still that they're directly managed.

The girl
The AW listing blurb has flights of purple-prose: she's variously described as 'irresistibly elegant', 'a true Brazilian beauty' and possessing 'refined sophistication'; all of which are, broadly speaking, bogus claims. Much of the rest though does at least contain elements of truth: I indeed found her to be petite, with silky brunette hair, a toned figure, 'doll'-like waist, and she has soft skin and curves. There's a type of beauty which contains within it a diluted ugliness, which makes the bearer striking and compels us to look again and again- such that some modelling agencies actively seek these characteristics. Nika's appearance has something of this aspect- there's a kind of brute crudeness baked-in to her otherwise girlish features- it's in her pronounced brow, broad nose and high, flat cheekbones; features often seen in Basque, Portuguese, Madeiran (and Romanian) women. See her current gallery pics, below, and esp. where she's wearing a summer dress, to get a better sense of what I'm going on about. It's in surprising contrast to her unquestionably feminine, sleight and upper 8-scoring figure. She has very youthful, tan skin; regrettably polluted, though not yet entirely ruined by tattoos. She'll doubtless not enjoy reading this; though I'll add that I've certainly no intent to be unkind here, and in sum, she is a striking young woman.

Personality wise, at the introductory stage and periodically throughout the encounter, she was warmly smiling, and seemed disposed to being easy, enjoyable company, but these attributes were regularly interrupted by other, less agreeable qualities, which, to me, are not conducive to a good time. Read on.

Events
Proceedings began with a leisurely survey over her body. I appreciated her slender, toned arms- always a highly prized find for me. I admired her very pert, shapely rear; importantly, not made thicc through targeted over-exercise. Barely-there natural booblettes with brown nipples- marvellous! Whatever brand of black, gym-adjacent underwear she sported, I savoured slowly unpeeling it, at length revealing a pleasingly plump, prominent mound, with (I think) a thin strip of clipped hair, pointing down towards the cleft and... Máe de Deus! Que buceta!

I find myself powerfully drawn to a particular arrangement of the vulva, very rarely found, at least in my ambits. As the mons slopes down towards the labia majora, pale skin transitions to darker tones, and preferably, the cleft cannot quite contain the still darker clitoral hood, as it proudly outs itself, ripe for a rub or kiss. If then the outer folds of the minora lips are also long, readily splayable, and, at their outermost edges either a brown, charcoal-grey, or, God help me- almost black-singed with blue tinges, like perfectly judged slice of roast-beef; and if all of the foregoing is found on a pretty, blue-green eyed milk-maid of European heritage; then, O brothers, that is the acme of all that is beautiful, wholesome and good to me in this world, and I will judge that my life has been lived fully and fruitfully. Here one such was, laid out before me, near-faultlessly nestled in Nika, and activating unanimous approval from all my senses' mating preferences. The final trigger, though one was scarcely needed, took the form of Nika impatiently jiggling her bottom and chivvying me along from my lingering admiration with a "Come-on, I wanna FOKK now". I duly sank myself slowly into her, hilt deep.

I'll gloss over the ensuing details here, only to say that in the various throes, the following were all present-and-accounted-for: FK, OWO, RO, Face-sitting, and porking in multiple aspects, including, but not limited to Cowgirl, Doggie and Prone; all delivered with some vim. She several times urged me to pull her hair (though in a very specific way), and she also liked- and I mean really liked, her gorgeous little teats being tweaked and pulled ("No! Much harder than that; more!"), in such a way that I was myself internally wincing at the thought of the pain I might be causing her as I positively yanked them.

Wherefore then, is my qualifying beef with this Brazilian? This: at several junctures, but usually just as I was settling into a given rhythm, Nika became agitated by something or other and was unable to restrain herself from immediately interrupting our flow to attend to it. First she was thirsty; then the tap was left trickling; now a phone alert; then a scented candle began spluttering; 'I need to move my leg - no that's no good'; it was suddenly too hot; then the newly engaged fan was too breezy. That said, each time, she seemed genuinely relieved and pleased when the 'problem' was solved, and she then cheerfully, even energetically resumed, and expected me to too. But whatever it had happened to be, in the intervening 2 minutes of frantic focus that it took to adjust matters to her satisfaction, I too became progressively derailed from the mood we'd built up to and had been enjoying. By nature, I'm stoical about these things, we all need to feel a sense of comfort at such times, but on the next iteration, I found my latent, normally deeply buried, ancestrally inherited Celt and Norse temperament had been over-provoked, and I pulled her up on it. But in doing so, I inadvertently made the elementary, schoolboy-error of asking a Latina to calm down. Tsk-tsk!

Much grumbling and dissent began to issue forth, the majority of it in extempore longform Portuguese (of obscure but presumably Brazilian) dialect, which was entirely wasted on me, but which she seemed to expect me to nonetheless understand. Through the babble, I was able to discern was that she had taken agin a perceived sleight to her self-control and competence. I'll give due credit to Nika that any serious fireworks were held in abeyance: and she had listened, though hotly disputed the charges, and thereby a sulk had begun to swell in her, in place of, if I'd properly had my wits about me, my penis.

Also, I'll give credit to her that we did eventually resume, but not entirely without further incident. Though I eventually completed, it was clear that a brooding sense of grievance was now upon her, and I judged it sensible to draw our session to a close some time earlier than scheduled.

Summary
What had been at the outset, a friendly, and, certainly from the moment I beheld her coochie, potentially sublime congress for me, had, by an unfortunate sequence of individually minor turns, descended from a prospectively triumphal lap in and at her magnificent halls, and into an unnecessarily annoying experience, which ended in a tainted, sullen retreat. Lest I be thought too touchy or unduly unfair on the young lady, in support, I'll again summon fellow traveller LogP, and the reader of his review 2 years earlier cannot help but be struck that it fell for a remarkably similar sequential clusterfuck of ill-preparedness on her part, and her underlying inability to calmly or sensibly respond to what should've been trivial glitches-

* "...even though she clearly knew i was outside and on my way in"
* "she spoke virtually no English"
* "...but she keeps getting distracted by the fucking fan. Can't leave it alone."
* "Once in she makes a fuss that there's no shower gel... but she insists on going out to get some"
* "She's gone out without her key...I'm beginning to suspect she's not all there"
* "...too scatty to organise herself as an escort"

I do note that he at least kept his humour, whereas I was, albeit not outwardly, much irked.

Conclusion
Nika has both the equipment and youth on her side; therefore presumably, so too, some prospects. I'm less sure she has the temperament to make the most of this career for herself, though under the right conditions (a party or event which doesn't need much elegance and composure, nor conversation in English), I'm sure she makes an excellent booty-call-girl. I would like to try again, and may indeed if suitable circumstances arise. But we shall have to first see whether my call is answered.





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Offline Prince

Ukp needs to hand out awards on best English standards. You would win!  :hi: This needs to be submitted into some essay writing competition.

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Offline doughboy

Agreed, wonderfully written and made an excellent read. Sounds like a stressful punt and the type that I’d usually stay away from. I haven’t punted in a couple of years out of boredom and the steady decline of value and quality but I’m going to go and see her next week with any luck.

Offline Prince

Agreed, wonderfully written and made an excellent read. Sounds like a stressful punt and the type that I’d usually stay away from. I haven’t punted in a couple of years out of boredom and the steady decline of value and quality but I’m going to go and see her next week with any luck.

You are going to break your fast with this girl, the type of girl you normally stay clear off??


Offline doughboy

I know, doesn’t make sense but she’s got the type of body I always go for and she sounds like a challenge. Don’t forget, I stopped punting due to boredom and so something different appeals.

Online koshkaj

some of her pics looks like a completely different woman  :scare:

Offline Heph

To the last point: yes- some of her gallery pictures with heavy make-up, and which are doubtless also tuned, do make her look somehow 'other' - which is why I chose to reproduce the ones I did; for they bear the closest resemblance to her in-person. That said, so far as I can tell, all of the pictures she features are actually of her.

As to the former comments - thanks, gents. My aim is always foremost to offer an accurate account, evocative of my whole experience, in hopes it will prove useful to others one way or another; and then, if I can and it's warranted, to try and do so entertainingly - joys and irritants included. A painful disadvantage of giving a long-format account is, even after several rounds of proofreading and amendments, the greater risk of still spotting typos after the 'modify-post' window has expired.

I do think this gal Nika has a way to go yet - both in respect to her possible longevity (she's been with us already for 2 years and she's still capable of enthusiasm), and also in her scope for development (and greater success) if she finds a way of calming herself and making the experience a little more reliably good for her customers.

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