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I've always wanted to shag a hot Brazilian, I shagged a couple of Dominican girls in a nice little brothel in Porta Westfalica in Germany a few years back but never got round to shagging a Brazilian hottie.
Being my bucket list period, I spied with my little eye last night the above profile. No reviews, hmmm, bit of a dangerous game to play there. Having seen a few other Brazilian girls' profiles (the incredibly hot looking Karinna Latina who bailed on me (no hard feelings though she was very apologetic) just before xmas and then decided was too far away to warrant booking again and HotCandy (now using the same profile with the name TallBustyBlonde in London), who I narrowly missed out on seeing before she left Basingstoke to holiday in Italy) I thought the setup looked similar; real looking pictures with a blurred face and not an overtly ridiculous likes list (Bareback nowhere to be seen!). Her pics don't give much away but from them I started fantasising about a blonde, Gisele Bundchen type Brazilian stunner with the obligatory Latina arse bolted on.
Comms were excellent, dropped her a text yesterday asking how long she was in town and initially thought it was a write off as she told me she was leaving for Spain on Tuesday morning and I have other diabolical plans a week in the making set for Monday (think shagging a Pornstar *evil laugh*). Being overally horny and suffering withdrawal symptoms from my Mind-Blowing punt with Foxy Love earlier this week, I moved mountains to set this one in motion, or more accurately, moved my arse to pick up the phone again. I played a bit of text ping-pong with her over 2-3 hours, very receptive of my questions and patient with me throughout. Once we'd arranged a booking for 4PM I just text again to clarify that everything on her likes list was available and if there were any extras, not wanting to be caught out like I was with the Romanian slapper the other week. She'd dodged this question earlier on and there was a bit more of a pause between her answering than normal.
Turns out A-Levels weren't offered after all and OWO w/ CIM was £20 extra. No dramas I thought. Text again to confirm she is a proper Brazilian after this revelation though and get told "yes i m(sic)" and that was it, I was committed for the punt!.
Today rolls around, turns out I couldn't make original time but text her well in advance and moved it to 8PM. Sorted. Now me being a mong, I didn't realise until the last minute that it is of course Sunday and public transport (my only source of travel at this present time after an accident on das autobahn some time ago now) is well and truly stir-fry mental on a Sunday. Proper bare bones.Remember me saying Karinna was too far away? Well on a Sunday it takes just as long getting to Portsmouth from where I am as it does Hemel Hempstead normally-the best part of 3 hours. Again maybe i'm just a mong, or perhaps too much of a softie, but she'd been very pleasant to me so I didn't want to let her down and jumped on the train.
Manage to catch an earlier connecting train so get there about 30 mins earlier than expected. Text her again and ask to go early. Again, no problem. The place is quite easy to find, about 10 minutes, if that, from Fratton train station. I'll go into specifics in the debrief however. So I call her outside the door as asked to and she speaks very good English and just tells me to knock. Put the phone down and knock. Door opens. Greeted by a smallish non-Gisele Bundchen clone, who looks definitely more Mestizo or Amerindian than blonde Miss Bum-Bum 2015 and is speaking foreign to me and dominantly spanks my arse as soon as I step in the door. I start thinking of just walking out, flashbacks of that painful (read, fucking diabolical) night last week with the Romanian candidate. On closer examination however the girl is actually quite fucking hot so I let her lead me up the stairs to the loft bedroom on the very top floor. The house is quite odd (again i'll go into more detail regarding this in debrief).
So we get upstairs. I can generally tell the difference between Portuguese and Spanish when I see it written, but spoken I've got no clue, just assume it is Brazilian Portuguese, I had been told she is a 100% bona fide Brazilian after all (you can see where this is going though, right?). So we get paperwork out of the way, turns out there is no CIM, hmm disappointing, but might not have ended up using it in an hour booking anyway, so pay £20 for OWO by itself. I strip down while she goes to the stash. She comes back and joins me in her birthday suit. She has a nice petite frame with a nice boob job, quite natural looking actually, especially when she is on all fours and very soft with big nipples to get a suck on and she has a massive Latina bum that is very firm and toned (one of the aforementioned Dominicans had a bigger one, but proper Nicki Minaj style, could barely hit the sweet spot from behind that thing protruded so far out). As she joins me on the bed, she says "you have very big"-I have to laugh: the oldest trick in the book, but the first time i've ever had it used on me, I wouldn't say i'm small by any means but i've played enough sport and been in enough jobs or institutions with communal showering to warrant a rough knowledge of men's general penis size and I am not "very big" at all. Not to mention it was barely a semi at the time and i'm 100% a grower not a shower! I lay down and she started kissing my neck and nipples whilst rubbing her thigh all around my crotch area. She's avoiding my lips though so I ask "any kissing" and she says £10. Again, I have to think about this for a few seconds but agree and without stopping play for me to hand over the extra, she starts necking off with me, she is quite dominant and starts shoving her tongue right in there, surprising me a little, she has very nice lips to kiss and is a good kisser though.
I tell her around this point she has a very Brazilian arse. She replies "Me Colombian, no Brazil" and when I ask how long she is staying in Portsmouth (obviously taking everything i've been told by the switchboard operator as a crock of shit at this point) and am told "move in UK" and not in fact Spain at all. Fair enough, whatever.
She then starts sucking my cock, spitting on it and really going great guns at it taking it back into her throat and sucking it whilst wanking me off which is great. She's pretty good i'd say 8 or 9 skill wise. I'd normally ask for a 69 at this point but the last 4 or 5 punts, i've had a sore throat the day after giving reverse oral (but no other ill effects and it cleared up within 24 hours each time-I was concerned I may have got something nasty each time) so just let her service me. I let her go at it for 5-10 minutes, before she whipped the Johnny on and started riding me, i was still a little to flacid for cowgirl so extracted myself shortly thereafter and started shagging her from behind. She really was such a little cutie and it was great to have a front row seat of her arse as I was smashing into her. I enquired about anal at this point (again, the rest of the phone information was bollocks, so why not?) but she laughed and said no as her arsehole is too small. Drat. Good job she had a nice pussy too. So I carry on in Doggy, where I have my hands pressing on her bum, I go to change position by leaning over her back and supporting myself on all fours. She takes this as a que to start backing herself into me and boy was she going like the clappers! I was doing a bare minimal amount of work, just holding myself in place really, but she was backing her pussy right up into me jerking about as quick as greased weasel shit. I felt the wolf growing gradually closer to the door so lent back up and joined in the movement, putting my hands on her waist and pulling her back onto me at speed, that hot familiar slapping sound of her arse on my stomach and thighs urging me on further. I then had a usual rather prolonged finish, lasting a good few seconds and tried to thrust it all out before she started backing up into me again, working out the last stragglers and ensuring that the (pussy)cat did in fact get the whole carton of cream. I then went to pull out but she almost snapped "tranquillo" (one of the few Spanish words I think I know-"Relax" or "Calm" I believe. Thanks John Wayne for teaching me what I do know). I felt a bit awkward at this point but she seemed to enjoy having my cock in her as she groped my balls for a minute or so before she slowly eased me out of here.
There was a bit of a language mixup here as I thought she was telling me that that was in fact it, I could only cum once so started to get a bit pissed off in my head, it turns out she was asking if it had been a good fuck though and she then offered me a massage. She seem quite eccentric to be honest and if it weren't for the language barrier I would probably have found her quite amusing. She got down low and gently kissed my now flaccid cock before putting her finger to her lips and saying "sssshhhh he's sleeping" which made me laugh a bit. I then flipped over and she gave me what must be the holy grail of WG massages. Most WGs can give them but wow this girl was really going for it, pressing down nice and hard, getting around all the muscles and joints, i've never had a proper sports or physio massage but i'd imagine it's a lot closer to what she gave me than all the others i've had. Genuinely great stuff. She had bee rubbing all round my arse and balls with her hands and thigh again throughout too, so I was well on my way to standing to attention again.
Right, now she went in for round 2, sucking me off in much the same fashion again, very nice, great to see her wanking it whilst it's in her mouth. Got nice and hard again and then she reached over for the lube to have another pop at playing cowgirl. Fuck me, I have never seen so much lube in my life, oil everywhere. Her pussy and my knob were literally dripping with the stuff. There was so much fucking oil, I was half expecting Ainsley Harriott to pop his head around the door and start making innuendos about his "black meat" and "giving it a good old rub" (more on that momentarily).
So yes, she really was set, there was definitely not going to be any chafing or anything at this point, that was for sure. It transpired the rest of her johnnies were all jet black, I mean black as the ace of spades. This was really the closest i've ever been to having my own BBC and I think i've cracked the myth about black fellas having bigger dongs! They don't, it's just a trick of the mind! Really, I went from being the guy who knows he has an average penis to Mandingo in the time it took to...well put a black condom on (they do say black is a fattening colour-maybe that goes for length too?).
Anyway she was riding me and it was a bit disappointing, she was very energetic but she didn't allow the full weight of herself down onto me, meaning I had at least a good inch of wastage, I tried assisting her rhythm by pulling her down onto me but she was positioned in a way that I couldn't get the train all the way into the station so to speak. She went at it for 2-3 mins before getting tired out so we flipped over into missionary, again unfortunately she was positioned in a way where I couldn't achieve maximum penetration but her boobs looked really good as she lay on her back. Again, i'll stress here, i'm not stroking my own ego, as before I have what I believe to be an average piece but she is very petite and I think she was loathe to take the whole thing and she was visibly enjoying herself (either that or an oscar winning performance-really, much better than the usual reactions). But after 10 minutes of pummeling away I wasn't getting anywhere in a hurry. I suggested she try wanking me off to completion and she started very well indeed, I hoped and suspected this would be my first "finished handjob" but alas she soon succumbed to the same techniques I mentioned in my review of the scamming trout Honey_69 (namely jerking it about like you are trying to strangle it to death whilst groping the balls intermittently) so I took over as she groped my balls and whispered in Spanish until I shot again. I'll note here that every time a mess was made, whether semen or the copious amounts of baby oil you could drown a small child in, she would insist on rubbing me down with babywipes to clean me up, it was almost as if she was as much my servant as an Escort girl.
She then asked if I wanted another hour! A bit cheeky that, but it had been a great service so the thought did cross my mind before I politefully declined. Now I might get a bit of stick here as I know it's something they are almost obliged to say, but I think she really had the hots for me, i've only ever experienced this with one other WG (a very tasty looking Romanian milf in Germany who turned out to be a complete fucking psycho and I actually saw a few times outside of her work even being stupid enough to take her for a dinner date or four-in the bleeding town where me and my workmates, a couple of whom had been through her, lived and worked I might add!). Anyway she kept repeatedly calling me guapo and hermosa (again I believe words for handsome but we are really at the limit of my Espanol now) and went to such extreme lengths as pointing out how much she loved the bone structure of my jawline, stroking it slowly as I sat on the bed awkwardly tying my shoe laces. She had completely forgotten about the £10 for kissing but being the young squire I am, I reminded her. I only had a £20 though and she no change for it so she let me off completely! What a shame. She then escorted me down the 2 flights of stairs and being accustomed to a "thank you" and a peck on the cheek at this point, almost fell backwards when she grabbed my cock through my jeans and shoved her tongue in my mouth again! A nice lingering FK for a minute or so topped it off and I then set off out into the street.
Bloody hell, this escorting lark is good for your self esteem! I felt like Roger bloody Moore walking out of there! All the way down to the chicken shop on the corner where i'm not sure what was better value for money, the 8 piece family bucket with 4 chips and a drink for £10.99 or the hot little Colombian Escort-cum-maid i'd just had servicing me. As a young, quite trim guy who in terms of attractiveness gets likened as looking like Jason Statham or the Shaven headed one from the boyband JLS (fundamental problem with this one being however, i'm not black) at the top end of the scale, to Voldemort and Dobby (maybe I should just steer clear of girls who like Harry Potter) at the bottom, but with abysmal chat (hence why I punt), these comments were very much appreciated even if they should be taken with a pinch of salt.
Overall, she gets my seal of approval. Now for the debrief.
Pros:
Nice looking: Not by any means stunning but something about her reminded me of the singer Shakira and not just her being Colombian. Looks out of 10 between 6.9 and about 7.4.
Hot bod: Nice petite, slim frame with enhanced boobs D-DD maybe? I'm not a great judge. Big round Latina arse that was very firm. Nice big hard nipples. Nice looking pussy.
Very Attentive: As I said prior, almost as if she was my dirty little servant girl the way she treated me.
Massage: The only girl in my experience who can actually do a proper massage with pressure worked in.
Energetic Sex: A real goer.
Good Kisser: What it says on the tin.
Cons:
Discretion: The location is not at all discreet, it's right opposite a seemingly very busy pub (especially for a Sunday), easily viewable from the crossroad it's situated on. I was honestly half expecting jeers or shouts of "dirty bastard" or the like from the crowd standing outside said pub as I emerged from the door, it's really that obvious or exposed. Fortunately that didn't happen and I've maybe visited Pompey 4-5 times in my life and am not the type to break down if something like that did happen but it still has the potential to be a bit embarrassing.
The House Itself and the Business Setup: This will tie into the two points above and below. From my experience it's obvious that there is at least a semi-scam at work her with a bait and switch type deal in play. The girl was obviously not the one from the picture, nor the one from the phone. Although clearly not as scummy practitioners of this business as the Romanian sex pushers i've had the displeasure of being involved with, this is still a bit too dodgy for me to ever return. The deception is perhaps a con point in itself. The house is fucking mahoosive. There are at least 4 rooms I counted being used as bedrooms (obviously if there are more than two girls at work, it becomes illegal), this made me feel very uncomfortable initially. One of the doors was pushed round and I could here a man's voice within, not loud enough to know what language he was speaking or even if it was merely the television and I never heard any other girls but still felt a little out of my comfort zone. Given it's obvious location and the layout of the interior, and me being the kind of bloke who thinks about these things, the house is an obvious target for both an end of shift "cashing up time" robbery (and probably quite an easy setup to knock over in my humble opinion) or a raid by...
The Rozzers: Jesus I have been around a bit with this punting lark and I have never seen so much bacon in such a short space of time as I did in Fratton/Southsea/wherever the bloody hell I actually was earlier. Aren't Sunday's meant to be the quiet nights? This ties in again to the above two points. As I mentioned, the location is far too obvious and thus dodgy as sin. Portsmouth is about the roughest City you will find this far south, especially now the Paras are gone from "The 'shot", but again Fratton/Southsea takes the biscuit. It's a place rough as old boots and the overt police presence reflects this. I must have seen at least 4 cars, 2 vans and 2 foot patrols in the 3-400 metre stretch of road next to the location as I was travelling to and from the meet and sat eating my KFC knock off family bucket. As I say, there was only the one girl who was in there tonight but with that many bedrooms and such an obvious location, "they" almost certainly know about it and it's your risk to take to get caught with your pants literally round your ankles or on the floor a metre or so away, even if there really is no actual foul play. Consider that fair warning gents.
Likes List Not Accurate: No A Levels Whatsoever, no CIM.
Other Extras: £20 is pricey for OWO in my opinion and £10 for kissing bordering on obscene-fortunately got out of the latter one though).
Don't Even Know Her Name: This review may even be an exercise in futility really, she is moving on as of tomorrow and I don't even know what her name is. It's obviously an agency who runs the profile and presumably uses multiple girls so unless you asked very specifically based on what i've written, you'd probably be unlikely to see her, or rather it would be a lucky dip whether you would or not.
With all this I wouldn't be surprised if there are some people who wonder how this can be a positive review and not a Neutral or even Negative one.
Well I can respect that, but as I've seen from other reviews we all have different things we look for. Of course it's important to highlight issues with the location/discretion but for me the review itself is of the girl and the service she has provided me with. Overall the girl was really hot and she provided a great service. I'd recommend seeing her. Would I go back or recommend visiting that particular establishment? No, not by a long shot.
Out.
