Enjoyable session with attractive and pleasant lady
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I was in Manchester City Centre for other reasons and I had not originally intended to partake in any punting activity. During a leisurely stroll, I stumbled across Piccadilly's premises and initially walked straight past. However, I soon detected a stirring in my loins and thought: "what the hell, let's have a punt". So, trying to appear nonchalant, I turned around and walked through the entrance.
Having not visited this parlour before, I was unfamiliar with the access arrangements. I think I should have pressed the buzzer next to the outer door. Soon I heard a female voice beckoning me to come up the stairs, at which point I was confronted with a further door. I tried to push this, not realising that I should have pressed another button. Anyway, I finally did this and the door opened and I found myself in the lounge area.
The lounge/reception area was very dimly lit and I could make out that there were about four or five girls working and a couple of punters were already in, chatting with the ladies. I was warmly welcomed by the receptionist, although there was a brief interlude whilst one of the other blokes chose his lady. I was told that the fee was £35 for thirty minutes (in one of the normal rooms). Not having any five pound notes about my person, I handed over £40. The receptionist notified me that she did not have the suitable change, so feeling in a charitable mood, I told her to keep the change. Please note therefore that the correct fee for thirty minutes in a standard room is £35.
I was asked to choose a girl. A couple of the girls were quite tasty, but finally my gaze was attracted to Sarah. She is, I would guess, in her mid-20s with long dark hair with highlights, and lovely blue/green eyes. Her cleavage was threatening to spill over the front of her orange/pink coloured dress. I indicated that I wished to take Sarah to a room. I was asked to give my name to the receptionist, and offered the first "pseudonym" which came into my head. This provoked much hilarity from everyone present!
I followed Sarah up some stairs to one of the standard rooms. It could hardly be described as spacious, but seemed quite cosy with a bed, a mirror on the wall and an ensuite sink. Sarah invited me to undress and make myself comfortable, whilst she popped out of the room for a few moments. I obeyed her instructions and before long she was back in the room. She discarded her dress, revealing a lovely pair of (enhanced) boobs and I reclined tastefully on the bed. I was also impressed by how lean and toned her physique is.
Sarah enquired as to whether she should employ some baby oil and I indicated my approval. Soon the oil was being liberally applied to my chest, stomach and genitalia. Sarah busied herself sucking and licking my nipples, and running her tongue over my chest. She mentioned oral, and emphasised that she did not do oral without. At this point, she placed my cock between her tits and I began to move it back and forth - the sensations heightened by the presence of the baby oil.
By this time - and to my mild surprise - Sarah had instigated some kissing. It was not full-on French kissing, but it was pleasant nonetheless. There was a brief hiatus whilst she removed her chewing gum from her mouth and then the session resumed. The kissing, caressing and breast-wanks continued for a while, before I realised that I was in danger of coming - a situation hastened by Sarah's "dirty talk"!. I suggested to Sarah that we apply a condom and have some sex in the missionary position. She agreed to this.
A sheath was duly rolled over my penis and we assumed the missionary position. I was very eager to sample her pussy and entered her quickly, building up a good rhythm - encouraged by the view in the mirror adjacent to the bed. I asked Sarah to wrap her legs more tightly around my back, which she did. Before long, I asked if I could shoot my load over her boobs and body.
As it happens, I did not ejaculate over her body. Instead, I laid next to Sarah on the bed and brought myself off by hand, encouraged by more dirty talk and the close proximity of her lovely eyes. Even though she was not wearing any sexy lingerie, we discussed a fantasy involving stockings and suspenders and this tipped me over the edge, a sizeable jet of semen being emitted from my cock. All in all, it was quite an intense and satisfying climax.
Whilst I dressed and Sarah cleaned herself up, we had a nice chat, during which I tried to convince her of my theories concerning the similarities between orgasm and other forms of transcendental experience! Once I had dressed, we walked back down the stairs and after a further joke with the receptionist about my "pseudonym", I exited the premises. It was only later that I realised that no oral sex had taken place. I simply forgot about it!
In summary, an enjoyable, if unexceptional punt with an attractive and friendly lady.
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