If you had told me a year ago that girls like Lindsey REALLY exist, I would have laughed at you. Such an obvious male wank-fantasy. Maybe the girl PRETENDS to enjoy that stuff, but it's only because you're paying her etc etc.
So I'm actually a bit stunned.
Two things to set the report in context. 1. I had just got over a bad cold, and – frankly – was feeling under par. Given how difficult it is to get to see Lindsey I didn't want to cancel but having spent most of the day in bed at home in bed, recuperating, I was NOT in a terribly sexy mood. 2) Once I unpacked in the hotel room, the fucking blue pill had gone missing. (I still don't know where it went.) So: bad start, very.
Had agreed to meet Lindsey in a boozer near the hotel and finally she texted she was outside. Tall - just shorter than me (I'm 5' 11”), long hair. Very revealing short skirt. Hold ups. Lovely face, wholly open eyes. Very very seriously cute. We sit and talk. Lindsey, note, buys the drinks. I tell her that I might not be playing with a full deck tonight. She looks a bit disappointed but says that ok she'll go easy on me. We start groping in the pub. Normally the little chap would have been up and scenting air at this point, but very little stirring. Which was ridiculous, and I was fearing that this might turn out to be a madly fustratingly disappointing evening.
We leave for the hotel and I feel for her pussy – easy to do: very short thin skirt, virtually no knickers. She's already wet. Snogging. Some stirring downstairs (thank fuck). We get to the lift and she turns round and lifts her dress as I yank down her knickers to lick & finger her pussy and arse. Quite hard fingering, as Lindsey is genuinely submissive and really – it's absolutely true – loves being dominated by a forceful man.
We get outside the lift and I pull her panties down to just above her knees because I want to see her walk along the corridor with, well, her panties half way down her legs. Lindsey just takes them off. Before we get into the room I push her against the wall, deep kiss her and finger her roughly. She's moaning and my fingers tell me her moans are real. I feed her my fingers to suck. Then push my fingers deeper down her throat.
We get in the room and there follows 2 hours of filth and gorgeous pleasure. The porn star she most reminds me of in terms of attitude and submissiveness is Samantha Bentley. Lindsey is as ravenous as Ms Bentley in her movies. And in both cases it's absolutely genuine. I like being dominant, but Lindsey pushes you to take it as far as she takes it: this is why I'm a bit stunned. When we talked later, she admitted that she likes to push people to find what really makes them sexually tick.
So, we get in the room. Lindsey rips off her clothes and in all her fucking glory is on all fours on the bed as I stand over it. Massively DFK. Hands everywhere. I'm chucking my clothes off and she is basically devouring my cock (which has now, thank God, joined the party). I have never in my life been taken so deep. She forces me into her mouth then I can feel it go further, through another opening, right down in her throat. I get hold of her head and force my cock absolutely down as far as it can go. Face fuck her hard and fast. Slap her arse. Then really slap it.
It is totally wild. Like in Stingray, anything can happen in the next 2 hours. Great, great feeling.
Then Lindsey flips over and hangs her head over the end of the bed. I've seen porn I know what to do. All I can say is, it is impossible to face-fuck Lindsey too hard or too fast. While I'm doing it I roughly finger her pussy. Fast, hard and deep. She likes it. She likes me slapping her pussy too. Not too hard, but enough to make her jump. It makes her wetter.
I can't go into every detail, because it's a fucking blur. For 2 hours we go at it. Lindsey is immensely tactile, so you're always kissing, or fingering, or wanking, or fucking. Reverse oral with me grabbing up her hair and using her head to wank with while I spit on her cunt to lubricate it and flick her clit with my tongue. It doesn't let up. I came first after a protracted rimming from Lindsey, her tongue brilliantly up my arse and licking around it, followed by some more face-fucking and then wanking every drop into her mouth. The second time I wanked over her while she lay passive by my side, while she told me her darkest and filthiest fantasies. She then licked up all my cum off me, and told me off for hating it because it tickled so much. I told her it was just like a girl after she's come: very sensitive pussy, you know? So she licked it up less ticklinglishly.
OK so she's genuinely submissive + genuinely loves being dominated: slapping, yanking her back by the hair and kissing her neck. Kissing her all fucking over for however long and wherever you like. She kissing you back over and over and over. Beautiful. Four fingers then most of your hand up her cunt. But also there's real tenderness: just lying there, canoodling, fondling, gently kissing. Her using a vibrator on her clit until she came while she – gently this time – sucked me.
There was not enough straightforward fucking because you can't cheat your body: I was, as I say, below par. This more than slightly disappointed Lindsey: she wanted more straight hard fucking. That'll have to wait till next time (in a month, because she's so ridiculously busy.)
A lovely shower together, me soaping her all over. We'd arranged to go for a curry. Great chilled and wide-ranging chat about BDSM, the escorting scene, UKP, sex. The waiters get a bit shifty because it's nearing midnight but time's rushed by. I drive Lindsey near her home. In pre-punt texts, we'd exploring the possibility of some naughty (+ anal) sex in public, but we're both completely fucked. A long kiss then off she goes. I drive home.
So like I say, if you'd have told me girls like Lindsey exist before I'd started punting I'd have very confidently laughed in your face: young, beautiful, exceptionally highly sexed, highly intelligent, tender yet filthy, submissive yet nobody's fool? Yea right. A girl who loves what she does, every new client turns into a regular, who is at least as totally filthy and horny as any man and yet who is basically a normal, affectionate, funny, sensible young woman? As if. It is hard to believe but it's totally true.
I thanked her in a text for an epic evening and she texted back: “thank you also for a night of great pleasure and conversation. So lovely to meet you.” I'm hooked. Roll on April.