OK, thought I'd post this when I'm on an after-punt high as an antidote to all those depressing threads going on UKP at the moment!
First some context I'm afraid: I had a pretty depressing experience myself about two weeks ago with an absolutely first class girl who I've met before and got on really well with, both on a physical and personal level, but it just wasn't happening for me on that evening. It's the first time I've ever failed to keep an erection for any meaningful length of time. The girl was fantastic both during and after, and when I finally told her it was a lost cause she got us both a glass of wine and we just lay on the bed naked chatting and went way over time. Got home and wrote an email to her to reassure her that it had nothing to do with her (which it most certainly hadn't) and ended up writing a load of self-indulgent drivel whilst feeling sorry for myself. She reassured me that she had a good time and reminded me that she had real two orgasms and she even emailed me a few days later to see if I was ok.
It proved a bit of a watershed moment. With all the STI worries on UKP at the moment I'd decided that after twenty years of punting, despite never barebacking a WG in that time, I really ought to get myself checked at a Sexual Health Clinic. Did this at a drop-in clinic the very next day, but had to wait ten days for my result. Booked into the doctors to discuss my poor performance and read online that the blood pressure tablets that I'm on can start to cause erectile dysfunction after about the length of time that I've been using them for. The doctor gave me the option of different medication or generic Viagra. Decided on the latter and got I got the medication, but decided not to punt until my STI results came through.
During the week I work away from home in the Midlands and return home in London at weekend. As it was my birthday the day before my results were due and I was away from home on my own I lined myself up with a meet with Michelle Independent on her first day in Birmingham following her recent London tour. To my horror my penis then started going red and felt as if someone was sticking tiny pins in it. Couldn't get to the clinic until the day of my punt so emailed Michelle the day before and cancelled our appointment. Next day still no results ten days after my visit, so I went to the clinic to get my sore willy looked at and hoping to get my results at the same time. Results were there, but hadn't been texted, and were all clear, soreness was due to change of shower gel - what and idiot! (Avoid tea tree and mint if you're a little sensitive.)
So there I am armed with my first sildefnafil (generic Viagra) prescription, my first clear STI result, the scare over sore willy turns out to be nothing and I've just cancelled (now for no good reason) for that evening a birthday treat meet with one of the best GFE WGs in the country. I quickly arrange a meet for when I'm in London three days later with one of my favourite girls - The Best Ex (a.k.a. Lian). As I've done two reviews on her (one under each of her AW profile names) I won't do another, but she is a top-notch girl and although her background is SE European, she is the antithesis of all of those reluctant Romanian girls flooding AW. Her English is fluent (she's lived in London half of her life), delivers on her enjoys list, gives you a full hour of action, is easy going and on top of all that she's beautiful (although being modest, she'll hate me for saying that). What's more, she's just plain fun to be with, so I knew that I wouldn't be disappointed.
Come the day, I pop the pill 40 mins before (on an empty stomach with plenty of water and two paracetamol anticipating a possible headache). I contact Lian, tell her I'm on my way and request that she wear a dress and no knickers - she says ok. Haven't seen her for some time and she looks stunning and after a welcome hug at the door we proceed to the bedroom and I lay the money on her dressing table (she doesn't even look at it and it's still sitting there nearly two hours later unchecked), and just looking at her in a short dress and heels knowing that there is nothing on underneath I've got a raging hardon. She knows that I've taken a pill and jokes that it looks as if she's in for an exhausting session.
When I return from the shower she suggests two pops might be on (she knows that I'm always a one pop guy), but I say perhaps just the one (I've read that sildenafil can delay climax). She comments after twenty minutes that my penis is like a sword (although she has a cute way of pronouncing the "w") and I stay rock hard for the whole hour (the doctor prescribed 50mg, but I had been tempted to take two for the maximum 100mg dose - thank God I didn't). After an hour of action I'm pumping away in missionary and her alarm goes to indicate 60 minutes of action time is up and I blow two weeks worth at that precise moment - perfect timing! And as a bonus, because of my clear STI results, I had OWO, a service she has recently withdrawn from all but her most trusted exclusive regulars following the recent UKP scares.
Despite the fact that it is a lunchtime meet Lian decides to take the rest of the day off, so knowing there is no time pressure we chat for ages and I leave having been there for nearly two hours, double the paid time. I walk out the door and I'm floating on fucking air, send a thank you text to Lian half an hour later, get a lovely reply, and I'm still grinning like a Cheshire Cat following one of my most satisfying meets ever. Everything just conspired to come together and I'm walking around Tesco like the character from Despicable Me 2 with Pharrell Williams' "Happy" soundtrack playing in my head wanting to tell everyone I see, including the tasty checkout girl, what a brilliant time I've just had!
The only people I can share this with are you, my long suffering fellow UKP "brothers in arms". So if you have read this through until the bitter end I'm sorry for inflicting it upon you and thank you for sticking with me. I hope it serves as a balance to the threads wondering if sex with a WG can ever be satisfying. Although not a review I think the two girls deserve at least a link. The catalyst in the story was the wonderful Sophia from Stafford
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