This happened last month . I decided to try my luck with an Asian girl. This time, I came across an advertisement on the VivaStreet website. I found a number through this listing:
External Link/Members OnlyI contacted her through WhatsApp and agreed on a 30-minute session, as I wasn't entirely sure what to expect.
She sent me the directions. The place near Bristol Harbourside, in a flat on one of the upper floors of a building. Unfortunately, the lift wasn't working, so I had no choice but to climb all the way up to the eighth or ninth floor using the stairs. By the time I reached the top, I was already exhausted!
She opened the door, fully dressed. The first thing I noticed when I entered the room was the strong smell of vape smoke. The girl wasn't quite the same person as the one in the advertisement, but I decided to go ahead anyway.
She couldn't speak English at all, so communication was entirely through Google Translate on her phone. Nevertheless, I had already agreed to pay £60 for half an hour, so I handed over the money.
She quickly got undressed and cleaned herself before asking, through gestures, whether I preferred oral stimulation or something else. I indicated that I wanted oral sex. She put on a condom and started carefully. I could tell she wasn't particularly experienced and seemed a little nervous.
Afterwards, she indicated that we could continue. We moved on to the main activity, starting with the missionary position.
However, things weren't going as smoothly as I had imagined. The constant creaking noise coming from the bed was incredibly annoying, and the room was unbearably hot. Slowly, my mood began to disappear.
What was supposed to be an enjoyable experience had turned into something I was simply trying to get through. The whole encounter lasted around 15-20 minutes rather than the agreed 30.
She seemed to realise that I wasn't enjoying myself and apologised. Through the translation app, she explained that the bed had been slightly damaged by a previous customer, which was why it kept making those irritating noises.( Creeking noise )
I understood her situation, but by then, the atmosphere had already been ruined. I somehow managed to finish the session before getting dressed and leaving.
Overall, it wasn't quite the experience I had expected. Between the broken bed, the heat, the language barrier and the mismatch between the advertisement and reality, it was far from satisfying.
One thing is certain: if I ever decide to try something like this again, I'll stick to AdultWork rather than experimenting with random listings on VivaStreet!..
