Showing posts with label brothel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brothel. Show all posts

Monday, November 20, 2017

watching loose women

I went to Manchester again and I did so many things I can't possibly tell you about them all. I started in Chinatown where I tried to find a girl in a massage establishment. I had read about her on a site, he said the place is a dump but she's so damned attractive he keeps going back. He'd got the name wrong - it was Lina not Lisa - and she wasn't there anyway so I moved on.

I'll skip ahead and tell you about Cosmopolitan in Portland Street. I went up the stairs and into the brothel. The receptionist was on the phone, I waited and then said "I'll sit down, shall I?". There was a big TV but I was watching the women. There was a blonde woman with tattoos who was looking through a carrier bag with some takeaway food in it. A skinny dark-haired girl came out of a room in a dressing gown and looked in the bag. She went back into the room. A tall blonde woman in a sexy dress came in.

Usually there are four women to choose from but I needed to choose between these three. I like dark-haired women but the skinny girl was too thin for me. She was from Portugal. The tattooed woman was nice, but I chose the Dutch woman. When I'd been there before I thought there were girls who looked like students. Manchester has a big student population and I liked the idea of a student girl.

Zoe was a disappointment though. She seemed very withdrawn, the opposite of Ling the Chinese woman who I'd seen at Cosmo before. Ling had been very enthusiastic, sucking on my cock without a condom and laughing and giggling when I was on top of her. Zoe only got interested near the end when I said "That Portuguese girl is too thin". I also told her that the receptionist is the most attractive of them and she agreed that she's very attractive.

I have been getting viagra from Boots in Manchester. I could have gotten a prescription from my doctor but instead I chose to get them 'over the counter' at the Market Street branch in the centre of Manchester. They do a check up first. So now I no longer have a problem with losing my erection when having sex.

I'd been shagging away at Zoe but hadn't come, so I thought I would go to the nearby Tropical Palms. There was one girl available and the receptionist said if I waited there will be another one coming out soon. I sat on one side of the room and the East European girl sat on the other side. She was reasonably pretty. I thought it's a bit like the school disco where the boys sat on one side and the girls on the other. If a boy liked a girl he could go over and invite her to dance.

I was thinking she was looking more and attractive and I might make an invitation but then a black man came up the stairs, dropped two twenty pound notes on the counter and she traipsed off with him. I thought 'What am I supposed to do now?'. I thought I'll wait for the other girl to come out. She was small and skinny though, another Eastern European, so I declined. She gave me a funny look.

Cherrys is not far away so I went there. There was the receptionist, a man sitting on a sofa, and a tall woman standing nearby. I knew straight away that I wanted her. She had a dark skin and a pretty face. I think the receptionist said something to the man, I paid my £40 and went into a bedroom with Amira. I asked her where she comes from and she said Algeria.

Amira was everything I'd been looking for. She's probably in her 20s or 30s and not skinny, a real woman. She lay down on the bed and opened her legs wide, holding open her pussy for me to see. Her natural skin colour is like a perfect all-over tan. When I got on top of her I enjoyed looking at her face and her big dark eyes. I had asked her to turn the light on so that I could see her properly.

I enjoyed myself so much with Amira that I could see her on a regular basis. In a recent post I said that I'd met Maisie and another Thai woman who were so nice I could see them again and again. Now there's Amira too.

Later I thought about the man at reception in Cherrys. I think what happened to him is what happened to me at Tropical Palms. He was waiting for all four women to become available so he could make his choice, but before that could happen I came in to spoil it for him. Maybe he waited long enough and he finally got his choice. I don't think he would have got better than Amira though.

Thursday, March 2, 2017

my day trip to Manchester

I was getting fed up with the winter so I decided that March 1st is springtime now and I want to have an adventure. What better than getting away from all the familiar places and going somewhere far away. I decided to go to Manchester. On the bus into Liverpool the sun was shining and I saw some daffodils with fully open flowers so I felt optimistic.

When I got off the train at Manchester Oxford Road I got a coffee at Prêt a Manger and headed for Chinatown. I wanted to have a massage so I thought I would go to Red Moon where I went a couple of years ago. You have to go up a lot of steps and the only woman was older and unattractive but I did have a nice massage. She offered me extras but I decided not to.

Nearby is a brothel called Tropical Palms. Funny name for a brothel, more suitable for a Thai massage place? You have to go along a back street to get to the entrance. I was shown two women there, one looked Eastern European the other looked like a local drug addict. First impressions can be deceptive but I moved on.

Next up was Cosmopolitan just up the road in Portland Street. I asked the receptionist who was available. She gave me the names of three women. The third name was Dana but she wasn't sure if she was available right now. I said that I wanted to see Dana and I can come back a bit later if she's not free. I saw Dana twice in 2015 and she was definitely the prettiest.

Dana came into the room and the receptionist made a joke and said something like 'It's your boyfriend here'. Maybe she thought it unusual that I didn't ask to see the other women available, and that I was willing to come back later if Dana wasn't free. When I was in the room with Dana she didn't seem to accept that she's really pretty. I said she could be a movie star. I asked her if she had ever thought about being a model. She seemed to think it was a strange question.

I told her she looked Italian. She said so I don't think she looks like a Pakistani then? I said no. I thought she looked like the actress Eva Mendes, who I compared her to on this blog. Nobody seems to agree with me that she's something very special.

I know all the brothels in central Manchester but there's one I've never been able to find. It's called Cherry's. I've looked for it round the back of the street called Piccadilly. I thought I would try again. I saw the sign in a side street off Back Piccadilly and went in. If I remember correctly you go down stairs then you have to go through a few rooms to reception. There was a young woman standing there in a dressing gown but the receptionist said that only one woman was available and pointed to a black woman sitting there. She smiled at me but and she was quite nice looking but not nice enough. As I was leaving four men who looked like Somalis came down the stairs.

Next I went to a brothel in Great Ancoats Street called Piccadilly Club. I have been here a few times. Two girls were in reception and another two girls came into the room. They were all slender and looked like teenagers, waiting for me to choose one of them. I told the receptionist that these ones are a bit too young for me.

I went to Salon 24 Park St Manchester. I asked if Cat was there. The receptionist said that Cat doesn't work for them anymore. I was offered two women and I chose an Asian woman called Habiba. Habiba is of about average attractiveness but she is very friendly (a Lancashire lass) and I enjoyed my time with her. She let me put two fingers in her pussy. When I had asked Dana if I could put a finger in her pussy she said no even if it was in a condom. When I had asked Dana if she had a vibrator she thought it was an unusual request. Habiba wasn't like that though.

I could have got onto the train at Victoria station nearby but I wasn't ready to go home yet. I thought it would be good to have another look at Manchester's Red Light District. I realized that Passions of Great Ancoats Street was on my way to the Red Light District. Lounge 56 in Swan St was too, but that seemed to be closed. At Passions I was offered two women, one of them looked so young I thought she might be underage. The other one I found attractive.

When I asked the price, I was told £35. Piccadilly Club is also £35 for a half hour. That's half the price of the going rate in Liverpool. I had paid £40 for Dana and Habiba. £35 for half an hour with Bianca seemed a good idea. All of the women I saw wanted to put a condom on me and give me oral sex. I explained to each of them that it doesn't work for me, that what I want is to look at her pussy and play with myself to get an erection. I like to ask them what they have been getting up to with the previous customers that day. In each case I then got on top of them and started fucking them.

Bianca looks about 40 years old and although she's not skinny I think she's got a nice body. I don't normally go for blondes but there was something about her I liked. She was very friendly and spread her legs to let me look at her shaven pussy.

It didn't take me long to get to the Red Light District. I walked through St Andrew's Square but I didn't see the pretty Asian girl I saw before. I went to where I had seen the other women but didn't see anyone there at all. I hadn't wanted to do anything with them, just see what was going on. So I just wandered around the centre of Manchester till it got dark and I got back on the train at Oxford Road.

In Liverpool I noticed lots of homeless people with their sleeping bags in the streets. The men don't seem to mind too much but I noticed a woman who clearly wasn't happy. I felt sorry for her, I imagine she leads a traumatic life. When I decided to move from London to Liverpool a couple of years ago I had several offers of social housing. I was told by one housing officer that she had expected a few people to turn up but I was the only one who had and the flat was mine if I wanted it. I chose somewhere else. So it's not lack of social housing in Liverpool that's the problem. It must be drugs or mental illness that stops them from having a nice place to live.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

2 flats in Ropewalks

I found out about a sex worker in a flat in the Ropewalks area of Liverpool. I have written about Ropewalks before. I wrote that there seems to be a few opportunities for paid-for sex in Ropewalks, whereas Liverpool generally doesn't have much available compared to Manchester. There are Thai and Chinese massage establishments where a basic sexual service is usually available, and one or two places where you can get full sex.

I found out about this flat on a discussion group. Someone said how much he likes Sakura. Sakura used to be a sleazy place on Seel Street, but now they have new premises off Duke Street that are much nicer. They are Chinese and they offer massage and 'extras'. I had been to the old Sakura, and I had got full sex there. I had more recently been to the new Sakura for a massage and was offered hand relief but I didn't fancy the girl so I declined the offer.

Someone else on the discussion group wrote that he doesn't know why anyone bothers with Sakura, there's a flat right next to it where you can get full sex from a Chinese girl. I was intrigued by this, I wondered if the flat is the same one that Maya worked from. Maya is a black woman who advertized in local newspapers and worked as an independent from a flat in the same block as Sakura. I had seen Maya twice and noticed that recently she hasn't had her ad in the papers.

The man put a link to the vivastreet ad for this Chinese girl. I looked at the ad. I had never used vivastreet before. There seem to be a lot of escorts advertizing on there. The girl's name is Lisa and the man on the discussion group gave the impression that she's a student. She charges £70 for a half hour. I thought I might give it a go so I copied the phone number. I phoned and asked if I could see her the next day at 3. She texted me the address.

I found the block of flats in Duke Street then phoned her. The number of the flat wasn't in the text. It went to voicemail so I left her a message. I also texted her and asked her to phone or text when she's available. I tried to phone her a couple of times more over the next couple of hours but with no success.

I thought I would go to a nearby Thai massage place for half an hour. Not Sakura, where you have to pay £30 for a half hour massage, unlike most places. I was hoping to see my favourite girl there. N. is the prettiest one. The last time I'd seen her she didn't seem to be wearing any make up but she was still pretty. She wasn't there though. The woman at reception said would I like two girls? I thought why not so I had a half hour massage with P. and A. I paid £40 for that. They asked me if I wanted hand relief so I paid another £40 for that. They took it in turns to wank me.

It was a pleasant experience but what I really wanted was to see a younger woman fully naked in a well lit room. That's why I wanted to see Lisa. I asked P. and A. about them removing clothes and they said they could go topless but that would be more money.

I was in Liverpool a few days later and I thought I would try the number again. She answered the phone and I said can I come now? I went straight round. She's a pretty smiley woman and she gave me a big hug. She looks as if she's in her late 20s rather than her early 20s and wasn't slender but I thought she was very nice. She took off her clothes and got onto the bed, opening her legs. I got onto the bed with her and looked at her pussy, which was very nice. She had some pubic hair, as Chinese women often do.

She smiled and giggled and laughed quite a lot. She let me put my finger in her pussy inside a condom and we had full sex together. Her English was OK but not that good, with a strong Chinese accent. I realized that she probably isn't going to be an independent like Maya (it wasn't the same flat or block as Maya's). She's probably not going to be there long, and might soon be replaced by another Chinese woman. I don't think there's much point trying to book to see these women.

A few days after I saw Lisa, I decided to go into Liverpool again. I had started looking at Liverpool escorts on vivastreet. There seemed to be so many. I had thought Liverpool had so little to offer but here were all these lovely girls. They had their photos there with their details. I copied the phone number of the prettiest, Sophia. She was so pretty, slender and young I thought this is too good to be true. I'm aware that not all the photos are genuine.

It seemed to be a good option to try one of these girls. The usual alternatives for me are massage establishments in Liverpool, seedy brothels in the Wirral where the women are often old, or going to Manchester. I could have tried to see Nicole again at the Thai brothel in the Wirral but she had insisted that it was in semi darkness, which is not what I wanted.

On Tuesday I phoned Sophia's number twice, but there was no reply. Yesterday I phoned again, half expecting no-one to answer. Sophia answered and said that I could come and see her that day. She said she wasn't prepared to give her address unless I was in Liverpool. I got onto the next bus to Liverpool. I tried to phone her again but there was no reply. I had told Sophia I wanted to see her about 4, and it was now just before 3.

My plan was to try to see Lisa again if I couldn't get to see Sophia. If it wasn't the girl in the photo I would leave. In the meantime I needed something to do so I thought I would go to Sakura for a massage. Someone on the discussion group said you can see them naked for not a lot of money. The woman I saw was B., and in the semi-darkness of the room I found her quite attractive. She has a black dress on, black stockings and black boots.

When she asked me if I wanted hand relief I said we only have10 minutes left and I won't be able to come in 10 minutes. I said that I could give her £10 and she could play with my cock but not worry about giving me an orgasm. She accepted and said that if I did come I would have to give her the usual £20. After a couple of minutes I got a strong erection but I didn't feel that I was going to come no matter how long she continued.

I asked her about other extras and she said she does body-to-body. So I could have seen her naked but I would have had to pay more money.

At the end of the 30 minutes I gave B. her extra £10, got dressed and went out. Then I tried to phone Sophia again. This time she answered. She told me to go to Consett Square in Ropewalks. Or that's what I thought she said. She had a strong Spanish or South American accent. I Googled 'Consett Square Liverpool' and it gave me info about Concert Square. I asked people where Concert Square is, I hadn't heard of it, though Google said it was at one end of Seel Street.

Seel Street has been named as the UK's fourth hippest street because of its bars, clubs and after-hours clubs.

I found Concert Street, and there was a square there, but there wasn't a sign saying Concert Square so I thought I'd better check and I asked a couple of men. They said it was. I phoned Sophia again and she said she would try and see me. I said I'm near the Australian bar. She said go down the road, no not that way, the other way, yes that's right. A taxi driver blew his horn because I'd crossed without looking. She said be careful.

I got to the door and with some difficulty got into the building, talking to Sophia all the time. She said come to the second floor in the lift. I did so then she came out her front door and along the corridor to open another security door. My first impression was that she's quite pretty, although she doesn't seem to be wearing makeup and she's in casual clothes. I tried to think is she the girl in the photo and I decided she could be but that she must have put on a lot of weight. She was plump but not obese.

I decided to stay and paid her the £70 for a half hour session. She's young and cute. I could believe she's a student. She said would I like a bit of a massage first so I said yes. She'd taken off her clothes. I asked her a few questions. She said she's from Spain, she's 22, and she's been in Liverpool a few months (the vivastreet ad said she would only be in Liverpool one week). I said her photo is really fantastic, and she replied that it is her but that she's probably put on 5 kilos.

I told her I wanted to look at her pussy so she lay on the bed and opened her legs. I asked if I could turn the light on. She didn't mind that at all. I got an erection, we put a condom on and I got on top of her. That wasn't really working for me though and she said would I like a hand job. That was quite nice but then I thought I would do it myself.

I looked at Sophia to try to make myself more aroused. Then I lay back on the bed and imagined Sophia on a Friday or Saturday night when men would be shagging her after visiting bars and clubs in the area. I imagined that I was on holiday in Spain or somewhere and I'd picked up Sophia and taken her home and was shagging her without a condom and she was loving it and moaning. I brought myself to orgasm.

It sounds strange that when I was on top of this lovely young woman shagging her it wasn't doing it for me, but when I was wanking myself imagining shagging her it was. It's funny how the mind works. When I got home I looked at the photo from the vivastreet ad again. I looked at her face carefully and I decided it wasn't the girl I had just been with. It was still a lovely experience.

I did a Google picture search using Sophia's photo, which didn't come up with anything, then I did a picture search with TinEye which shows that other escorts are using this photo. So it's definitely not her.

Thursday, October 13, 2016

bad things I have been doing since last time

I have done two bad things since my last post. I went back to the place in Chester were I had enjoyed their steam room and had a massage. I hadn't been offered anything sexual there but I suspected that if I went back late on a Friday or Saturday I might be. One Friday at about 6 pm I was in Chester so I went in and asked if they could fit me in for a massage. I hadn't booked. A young Thai woman said she would massage me.

She was attractive and slender. We were talking and I told her that I'd had a massage there before. Towards the end of the massage she asked me if the other girl who had massaged me gave me a better massage than she was doing. I said that it was different. She asked in what way. I said that I don't know if I should say. I said do you know what hand relief is?

I hadn't had hand relief there so I was saying something untrue. I thought that she would say something like "That's a bit naughty, I don't do that" or "If the management found out they would be angry, but I won't say anything" or better "I can do that for you". But she's apparently part of the management and has a supervisory role with the other girls. She seemed surprised and angry.

She said "An English girl?" and "She did that to you?" several times. She said she's very strict about things like that. She wanted to identify the girl. Of course I should have said that I was wrong, but I'm not sure she would have believed me. She might have thought I was trying to protect her. I felt guilty after I left so I sent them an email where I said I'd made a mistake, I was confusing two different places that I'd been to in Chester at about the same time. I didn't want to get a girl into trouble for something she hadn't done.

The other bad thing that I have done is to go to Manchester again. I haven't been to Manchester for a day trip this year. Last year I made several day trips to Manchester, there is so much choice and it's cheaper. I'm trying to save money so I've kept away. I don't enjoy the journey there and back on buses and trains.

Recently I was on a train from Newcastle to Liverpool. I realized that I could get off the train in Manchester, go to a brothel, and get back on the train an hour later. I wouldn't have to pay any more money for the train fare. The train stopped at Manchester Victoria station and I knew there was the brothel Salon 24 not too far away in Park Street. I thought I could probably find my way back there although I'd only been there twice before last year.

When I got there I was told that there were three women there but only two available right then. I was shown both of them and I chose a big black woman called Zara. As I was going up the stairs the maid was talking on the phone to someone and mentioned that Cat is there today. I had seen Cat last year and I thought that she was the best I'd seen all year. I said to the maid that I'd seen Cat and I liked her. She said Cat's not available and I decided to go with Zara and not wait for Cat to become available.

Zara was lovely. She was friendly so she put me at ease. She's not as young slender or pretty as Cat but I had a good time with her. I said I wanted to see her pussy so she lay back on the bed and opened her legs. She played with herself and I could soon see that she's a bit of a nymphomaniac. She was wanking herself and ignoring me. I got an erection and I said we can put a condom on and try to have sex. I got on top of her but before too long I lost my erection as so often happens with me.

I asked her how she felt about men putting their fingers inside her and she said she's fine with that. I gently inserted fingers inside her and she played with her clitoris. It got quite frantic and I think she had an orgasm. She has a very dark skin and a West Indian accent. Meanwhile I was wanking myself with my other hand and I had an orgasm. She had told me that a couple of men had come on her that day.

I have been to Salon 24 three times now and each time I have had an orgasm. I don't always have one when I visit a brothel or a massage establishment, which is another reason why I don't want to spend that much money on it these days. It only cost £40 for my half an hour with Zara, and I made the next train to Liverpool an hour after I had got off at Manchester Victoria.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

what I have done this year

I have been trying to save money so I haven't done much. I have been to two places in Liverpool, a brothel and a Thai massage place. I have also been to a massage place in Chester.

massage in Chester
I had been to the place in Chester before but just for a half hour massage. Nothing sexual happened. I thought I would go back and have an hour massage and use their steam room. I paid £40 for a half hour in the steam room and an hour massage. I had been given a pair of big baggy shorts to change into. The steam room was all white with plastic seats. The steam filled the room making it very warm and damp, all I could see was white like being in a cloud.

After half an hour the girl came to get me. She told me I needed to take a shower then come into the massage room. She was pretty and looked about 18. I took the shorts off and after the shower wrapped myself in a towel. When the girl came into the massage room I explained that I had taken my shorts off. I wasn't sure what type of place this is, although the other girl hadn't seemed to mind I wasn't wearing anything. She said she would get me another pair for me to wear.

While I was on my tummy being massaged I didn't try to talk to her. When I turned over I did. I asked her if it was mostly men or women who came to this place. They do beauty treatments for women so I suspected it was mostly for women. She said it is mostly men. I wanted to know if they stay open late especially on Fridays and Saturdays, because this is the sort of place where a sexual service is provided, like a hand job.

She wore a uniform and had her hair on top of her head in a knot. I thought she looked quite sexy. She was a local English girl. Finally I asked her what other services are provided at this place. She gave me a list of beauty treatments such as nail painting but nothing about hand jobs. So either they don't do that or they don't put girls who do on the day shift. The place has a Thai name and is run by a Thai woman.

brothel in Liverpool
In the local Liverpool newspaper I saw an ad saying that an Eastern European girl was available in Kensington. There is somewhere called Kensington in Liverpool. I phoned and was told it was £60 per hour. This is really cheap, about half the price I would normally expect to pay. She texted me the directions, the entrance was at the back of Prescot Road. I had to go along an alleyway and then up some stairs.

I wondered what I was letting myself in for, but inside it was very nice. There were two women there, one was a lot older and spoke no English at all. I wasn't given a choice, I was expected to go with the older woman. She was quite beautiful, she must have been a beauty in her 20s, and she smiled a lot and laughed a few times. She let me finger her and she gave me some oral sex with a condom. I came while wanking myself, two of my fingers in her pussy. At the end she wrapped a towel around herself which then fell off. She has quite a nice body. She opened the window then lit a cigarette. She offered me one so I was walking along Prescot Road smoking a cigarette which I haven't done in years.

Thai massage in Liverpool
There's a new Thai massage place in Liverpool, in Rice Lane. I went in there and there were two women but neither were attractive. I said I would have a half hour massage which I think was £20. Not only was she not attractive but she didn't seem friendly either. The room was OK. She started massaging my legs and worked her way up. At one point she was kneeling on my back which sometimes happens in Thai massage. She was wearing a short dress.

It was a good massage. Towards the end she offered to wank me. I said no because I didn't fancy her, although she looked nicer in the dim room and she was becoming friendlier. She asked me if I was sure I didn't want her to wank me. I said I would come back another time and have an hour with her and we could do something then. I asked her what else she did but she just said handjob and she would take her dress off. I think she wanted £50 for that. I put my clothes on and as I was walking out she was lying on the sofa with her mobile. She said she would see me again. I said I would see her again without her dress on and caught a glimpse of her white knickers.

Monday, December 28, 2015

another day trip to Manchester

I went to Euro Cosmopolitan in Portland Street today. There were two women available and I chose a charming Spanish girl called Alice. She had a pretty face and nice big eyes, although she was quite short and plump. I enjoyed my time with her: she's very friendly. I spent £40 for half an hour with Alice. I could have spent an hour with her but I wanted to see different women; with these cheap prices I felt like a bit of a binge.

Next was the Piccadilly Club. Three were available, I chose the exotic-looking Sonya. She had really big dark heavily made up eyes - said she's Spanish too although I suspect she's Brazilian. She was wilder than Alice. I shagged her for a while then wanked while looking at her face and pussy. It cost me £35 for half an hour with her.

Passions - also in Great Ancoats Street - was open but I didn't fancy the women there. There was a blonde who looked OK and the receptionist said the other was Julia. I had seen Julia before but wasn't impressed by her. I walked out but as I was doing so in the doorway of one of the bedrooms was another woman who smiled and said she is Julia. She looked different from the Julia I remembered.

Lounge 56 in Swan Street was shut so I kept walking. I ended up at Salon 24 in Park Street. Two women - I chose a plump one in glasses called Cat. She was wonderful. Very giggly. I shagged her then fingered her. I got five fingers inside. I orgasmed wanking myself while watching her using her dildo.

Cat told me she's 24 and used to be a student. She seems to be a bit of a nymphomaniac. I paid £40 for a half hour with her. Altogether I spent £115 for one and a half hours with three very different women. I could have invited an escort to my flat for an hour for £120 but this was much better. I didn't come with the first two but that's how it usually is with me. My return ticket from Liverpool Lime Street was £12.30.
Salon 24, Park Street, Manchester

Monday, September 14, 2015

my trip to London

I made a trip to London at the end of last month. I went on a Thursday and looked around Soho and Chinatown. First I went to 70A Berwick Street to see who was there. I was hoping it was Eva but when I saw Selena I decided to go with her. Selena is tall and slender. She is young and pretty with big eyes. She's keen to please and I remember I lay on the bed on my back and she got on to the bed and waggled her bum in my face.

The last one I saw that day I was Sabrina of 8 Greek Street. If Selina could be the prettiest woman in Soho at the moment, Sabrina could be the opposite. Sabrina is older, fatter and less attractive. I wanted to see her though because there's something about her that makes me just want to get on top of her and shag away. I can't be the only one who thinks like that because I've been in Lily's flat below and heard Sabrina's bed springs squeaking away.

I was waiting in the kitchen area for Sabrina and her maid started talking to me. She is younger and more attractive than Sabrina. She was really chatty, and seemed quite pleased when I said I recognized her and remembered her name. I had sex with Sara (or Sarah) last year. It's quite rare for the maid to be more attractive than the sex worker. Sara told me he helps out when they're busy, which sounded funny to me.

I also saw Candice at 34 Romilly Street. I had not seen her before. There's nothing sexy about Candice. She's very ordinary looking but that can be quite attractive in a way. I was kneeling between her legs and I could see in the mirror the porn movie playing behind me. I recognized the woman in the porn movie. It was Kelly Stafford who I remember because of one session she did on a beach in Italy that was very wild.

I lay on the bed next to Candice and watched the movie. Candice was naked from the waist down and her legs were still wide apart. I wanked myself to orgasm. My other memory of that day is Zara of 52 Greek Street looking up at the ceiling and absentmindedly playing with herself with her legs wide apart. Her fingers slowly moving down between her pussy lips and opening them.

The next day, Friday, I didn't do any punting because I wanted to go to Whitstable on a day trip. Although I did text a woman who does massages. I had tried to see her last year when I was in the area but she texted me back to say she was fully booked up. This time there was no reply. I'm not sure if I would have got anything sexual from her. Sometimes that's half the fun.

On the Saturday I went to a Thai brothel in Brighton Road, South Croydon. There were two women available and I chose the older one with a nice face. She's called Sonia. I tried getting on top of her and shagging her but that didn't work. We tried different things but I told her to lie on her back with her legs apart and pretend to be asleep. I wanked myself to orgasm looking at her pussy.

On the Sunday I went to Kitty's Place in Elmers End, not far from Croydon. I thought it might be Lola there but it was Roxy. Roxy is a beautiful black woman from Mauritius. She is tall and slender. I got on top of her and had an orgasm while fucking her. That's my favourite way to have an orgasm but it doesn't always work. My second favourite way is to wank myself while looking at her pussy.

After seeing Roxy I got on the tram and went to East Croydon. Pret a Manger was open so I went in for a coffee. I was sitting there and I saw a young scruffy woman approach an older man sitting outside. He wasn't interested so she walked off. I went out and started talking to her. She said her name is Shanie and she knows Trina and Angel (two street girls in Croydon: everyone knows Trina).

Shanie was very pretty even though she wasn't wearing any makeup. She looks about nineteen. She took me behind some offices where she told me she'd like to take me to her flat. I said I didn't want to do that and it's just as well I didn't because it seems she gets men to wait somewhere and goes off with their money.

I'm keeping away from street girls. I saw one in Liverpool several weeks ago while looking around the RLD. She was like Shanie, young and pretty even though she didn't wear makeup. This was mid afternoon and I have had a look around there a couple of times since then but not seen either her or any other street girl. I think they come out at night.

Friday, September 11, 2015

cheap brothels in Merseyside

When I moved out of Liverpool I intended to visit about once a week. I don't live far away. Now I rarely go there. When I do I can't resist looking in the Liverpool Echo and the Metro to see if there's any new adverts for sex workers.

On Monday I came to Liverpool and saw an ad 'Hot Latino Girl'. I hadn't intended to go anywhere but I phoned her. She said she charges £80 and she's working from a block of flats in Fleet Street which for some curious reason is called the Jam Works. Funnily enough I had seen another sex worker at the Jam Works. She is South American too and was gorgeous. She charged £100 for a half hour but was worth it.

I went to the flats and then phoned her again. She said she'll be a couple of minutes and that I should wait. I waited then saw a woman come to the main door. It's a glass door so I could see her clearly. She was nothing like I was hoping for so I walked briskly away. My mobile started ringing but I ignored it. Later I saw a text from her 'Where are you?'. I felt guilty but what can you do.

I don't mind older women, or fatter women, or even ugly women. But I'm not going to pay £80 to a woman if she doesn't attract me.

A few months ago I went back to the Thai brothel in Rock Ferry. The first time I went was really good. This time I was expecting a choice of two women but they only had one available and she was older and not so attractive. So I told them I wasn't interested and walked out. They didn't seem to mind and she said come back tomorrow.

They charge £60 per half hour at the Thai brothel. I could go to Manchester where the going rate seems to be £35 or £40 per half hour. However, I found a brothel in Wallasey called Jays. They charge £45 per half hour, with an extra £10 if you want oral sex without a condom. I saw a rather insecure 19 year old there twice. Then I saw two much older women, Chrissie and Jordan. They're best friends and must be older than me. One of them is quite attractive, the other isn't. I won't say which is which in case one of them reads this and is offended.

Both of them seem to be nymphomaniacs and are as foul mouthed as you like. I came on Chrissie's face. I'd never come on a woman's face before. It didn't just go on her face and in her mouth but on her lips too.

On Tuesday I found out about another place which is even cheaper. I'd seen the ads for Overpool Angels before but I didn't know where Overpool is or where the M53 is. When I looked it up and phoned them I realized I could get there quite easily. It's near the Merseyrail station and I can use my All Zones Saveaway to get there. They only charge £40 per half hour, but if you go between 10 am and 1 pm it's only £30.

So yesterday I went there for the first time and paid £40. They only had one woman there and that was Lauren. She's not the youngest or slenderest of women but I found her very sexy. I think she must be a nymphomaniac too. Like Chrissie and Jordan she's a local English lass. She let me kiss her and finger her and I came while on top of her fucking her.

I went back there this morning and paid £30. It was Tanya there today who I'm sorry to say didn't really do it for me. I'm planning to go back tomorrow, I know that Lauren will be there again and there might be another woman for me to choose from. Their £30 offer before 1 pm doesn't last much longer so I want to make the best of it.

The flat is very nice, unlike the Thai brothel and Jays which are dumps. It must be the cheapest sex I've had. Soho is less money but that's for just 10 minutes. It's even cheaper than in Manchester.

Other things that have happened to me since my last post. I've been to Soho again. I went to a Thai brothel in South Croydon and another nearby. I've also had two encounters with street girls, one in Liverpool and one in Croydon. I don't like to do anything with street girls because of the moral issues, much better for me to stick with the older nymphomaniacs who can really do it for me. I do like to find out what goes on though. So I found the Red Light District in Liverpool just as previously I found the RLD in Manchester and had a little look around.

Saturday, July 4, 2015

Manchester brothels and RLD

Last Friday I was in Manchester and I went there again yesterday. My plan was to find the beauty that I had seen in a brothel but hadn't chosen. Then I thought I could go to the Thai massage place where I had been before.
I would take whichever masseur was offered to me. I might get the nice lady who had brought me to orgasm the week before or I might get a younger prettier one. I had seen a younger prettier one at reception. Either way would be good. I planned to have a less sleazy time than my last time but that is not how it worked out.

Before I went to the Piccadilly Club to try to find the beauty I decided to stop off at a place nearby that I hadn't tried. Looking at the Adult Services 18+ section in the Manchester Evening News I worked out where each brothel was. There are about 20 listed, far more than in Liverpool. The only one that I hadn't tried near the city centre was Lounge 56 in Swan Street.

I went up the stairs and a lady said that she has four women for me to choose from. At the Piccadilly Club there are four women but they are standing in a row when you come up the stairs. At Lounge 56 they came in one by one while I was sitting down. The first two were young skinny short girls which I am sure would be some men's dream girls but not for me. The third one was a plump dark skinned woman who I thought looked Brazilian. The fourth was a black woman.

I chose the plump dark woman. I think I paid £40 for half an hour but I can't remember. I thought she would be just the type that turns me on but it didn't work out that way. It could be that she spoke very little English. She said she's Spanish and I can't remember her name but it's something like Dea.

I walked along the road to the Piccadilly Club. Up the stairs there were two women available. Camille was one of them. I asked the receptionist if the pretty girl who was here last week is here. I described her. She said she didn't know who I was talking about. Then another woman came into the room who was nice so I chose her. I paid £35 for a half hour.

Katie has everything that a man could want in a sex worker. She's pretty, glamorous, easy to talk to, chatty and fun loving. In the room she took hold of my cock and got it erect. I asked her about the beauty but she said she didn't know who I meant and the rota on Fridays tends to change a lot. Katie is a young blonde woman and sounds as if she comes from Manchester.

We did a lot of things together. We did it with her on top. Then with me on top. I suggested we tried it with her sitting on the chair. I knelt on the floor in front of her and when my cock was inside her I lifted up her legs. That didn't seem to work though. I said it would be really nice to kiss her, not expecting her to accept this. She said 'You can kiss me if you want'. So we had a snog.

Even though it was great with Katie I still hadn't come. I thought I could try somewhere else. I could have gone along the road to Passions, but I thought it would be Julia again there with the older oriental woman. I could have gone to Cosmopolitan or Tropical Palms. I have been to both of them, although not had sex at Tropical Palms. Instead I thought I would try one that isn't close to the city centre but not far out.

Salon 24 is at the far end of Park Street. It doesn't look a nice area, but when you get into the building it's OK. I was told I could choose between three women. Or was it four? I can't remember, I can only remember the first and last women I was offered. The first one was plump. The last one was even plumper, and looked as if she might be Italian.

I chose Sasha, the first woman. I had heard her laugh and thought she sounded good fun. I think I paid £40 for a half hour. I went upstairs to a big room with an enormous bed along the whole width of the room. It was like three double beds joined together. There was a porn video playing on a TV and mirrors on the wall and ceiling. Sasha looks about 40 and has a nice face. She sounds like a local lass too. So it just goes to show they're not all foreigners these days.

We started off with a bit of a massage. I said I wanted her to lie on her back so I could see her pussy. She had a big pussy, quite nice looking. I shouldn't think that her vagina would be tight, which is what some men require. I got on top of her. It felt nice being on top of such a big woman. When we were fucking she was moving about and making noises. I said to her that it would be better if she didn't move about. She continued to make her 'Ah! Ah!' noises. I said it would be better if she didn't make noises. Then I told her what I wanted her to say. I told her to say 'Fuck my pussy'. She did what I asked and it didn't take long before I came on top of her.

I had a shower before I left. One idea I had at the back of my mind was to try and find the Red Light District in Manchester. I had found a website where it said where it is. I wasn't sure if I should bother because I have tried to find Red Light Districts in recent years, finding nothing although suspecting it might be different if I came back at 2 am. I didn't want to have sex there, I just wanted to see what it's like.

So I went down Fairfield Street near Piccadilly station. I didn't see any prostitutes in the streets I looked in. I wasn't really expecting to, it was mid afternoon. Then at the corner of St Andrew's Street and Helmet Street I saw them. There was a fat woman standing on the corner trying hard to attract business. There was a black woman and an old white woman sitting on some steps. In Helmet Street I could see a woman sitting on a wheelie bin on its side.

The fat women tried to talk to me but I walked past. These were the sort of women so familiar to me yet I hadn't seen for years. I felt in danger. In danger of her being a woman police officer. In danger of being robbed. In danger of meeting a woman I might become obsessed with. Not in danger of taking drugs and getting addicted: I had been in this situation before and never come anywhere near to trying what they're on.

So I walked on, up St Andrew's Street to St Andrew's Square. At the northern end of St Andrew's Square where it meets Adair Street I saw a very beautiful glamorous woman. She was sitting on a wall. Well away from the other women. I could hardly believe she could be a street girl. I walked past her but looked back to see what she was up to. She looked as if she was Asian, with a dark skin.

I thought I saw her talk to someone in a car but then come back to where she had been sitting. I walked up to her. I said 'Hello'. When I said 'Can I talk to you?' she said 'I only do it in the car'. It was only then that I was sure she is a sex worker. I didn't try to talk to her after that but walked away.

So I started out looking for a beauty and not finding her and ended up finding another beauty in very different circumstances. If anyone reading this knows about either of these two beauties, please can you tell us something about them, their names and what they do. I find them fascinating and I'm sure I'm not the only one to do so.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

more about Manchester's brothels

On Wednesday last week I returned to Manchester and saw Dana again. I declined to pay the extra £5 and was given the same room that I had had before. Dana was even more delightful than she had been before. I didn't have an orgasm with her though, so I thought I would try another one.

I went to the Piccadilly Club in Great Ancoats Street. This was a completely different experience from Cosmopolitan. I went up the stairs and there were four women standing in line. They were all wearing lingerie and at least one of them was naked from the waist up. I wasn't expecting this so it was quite a surprise. An older woman from behind a grille asked me who I would like to choose, giving me their names from left to right.

I chose Camille. She wasn't the youngest or prettiest, but there was something about her that I liked. I asked how much it costs and was told £35 for half an hour. Camille took me up the stairs to a small room. She looks like a perky housewife and I was surprised when she said she's from Brazil. There's a massage table and an ultraviolet lamp that made some items of clothing glow.

Camille knew how to talk really dirty. When I was wanking myself she asked if I wanted her to spit on my cock. That's a new one on me. I found it very exciting but even then I didn't manage to come.

£35 doesn't sound a lot of money to me and I wanted to find out if brothels in Liverpool are that cheap. I phoned the first one in the local newspaper and went there. I realised that it's a place I have been to before. Somewhere I had found out about on the internet. They have a nice web site. I didn't have sex there though because it was a bit pricey.

When the receptionist at 21 Temple Street reminded me of the price I was about to leave but she asked me how much money I had. I only had £40 on me but she said I could have a taster for that if I wanted. I was introduced to an attractive young woman called Sky who took me into a room. She massaged my back and when I turned over she was naked apart from her bikini bottoms. She had oil on her breasts.

She started wanking me. I said she reminded me of someone, a celebrity, but I couldn't think who. She said she gets compared to Britney Spears. I said she looked like a teenager, and she replied that she looks different when she's got her makeup on. It was much later, as I was walking down the street, that I realised she looks like Helen Skelton, the Blue Peter presenter.

An escort from Minxx Escorts told me last year that they have a brothel in London Road in Liverpool. So a few days ago I phoned them and asked them about it. I was told that what they do is tell you who is there, there might be three women there, then you look at their web site to see which one you fancy. There are photos of the women but the faces are obscured. You tell them which one you want, then you wait in the Costa in London Road and she comes to meet you there and takes you to the place. It costs £80 for half an hour so I decided not to do that.

Yesterday I went back to Manchester for the third time. I decided not to see Dana again because although she's beautiful she doesn't excite me enough. I decided to go to the Piccadilly Club again. There were the four women standing there as before. Camille was there but I chose another one called Priscilla. I asked the price for one hour, but ended up paying £40 for 40 minutes.

Priscilla is very attractive. Another Brazilian but blonde. I paid an extra £10 for oral sex without a condom. She was wonderful, very playful, smiling a lot. I tried shagging her as I had done with Camille, but we ended up with me wanking myself with my right hand with two fingers of my left hand in her pussy. I managed to come this time.

Although I had come, I decided to visit another brothel. I chose the next one on the list in the local newspaper. Passions, also in Great Ancoats Street. This was more the sort of brothel I was used to. Two women available. A young European and an older oriental woman. I chose Alex, who says she's Spanish. She's not especially sexy. She looks like a schoolgirl or a waitress. I paid £35 for half an hour.

For some reason, in the room it really worked for me. She's tall and I started shagging her. I managed to keep my erection so I kept going till I came. For the second time in a day. So last week I hadn't managed to come at all. But this week I came twice. For less than £100. Even if you take into account the train ticket from Liverpool to Manchester.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

exploring Manchester's sex establishments

Most people will never go to a brothel, but most people would love to know what it is like. They're not all the same, last week I went to one that was different to the ones I've been to before. I took a trip to Manchester and went to Euro Cosmopolitan in Portland Street.

Up the stairs is reception and a waiting room. There are leather armchairs and couches which gives the place a genteel atmosphere. There's a large television showing rap musicians. On the table are magazines and nibbles. I was asked if I wanted a drink.

Neither of the two women I had asked to see were there that day. So I agreed to see the woman described as Arabic when she became available. There was a man waiting there and another man arrived and sat down. This is unusual because punters don't usually see each other. Another man had been sitting near reception and talking to the receptionist. I thought maybe he is security or the owner.

The first girl to come into the room was a skinny angry-looking blonde. The first man went off with her. The next one was a tall dark-haired girl who seemed nice. Then my one came in. She was tall, dark-haired and very pretty. I thought she looked a bit like Kelly Brook and Eva Mendes but young. I was ready to go off with her but she and the receptionist laughed saying I had to pay before I could go with her. That's not the usual system, to pay at reception when you see the girl, usually you pay in the room.

I could have paid £40 for the half hour but she said if I paid £5 extra I could have a better room. So I did. In the room Dana asked me if I wanted a shower. She stripped off apart from her stockings. She was happy to do all kinds of things to satisfy me.

I didn't manage to have an orgasm with her though so I thought about exploring a cluster of different establishments just up the road, all different. There's a Chinese medical establishment that offers massage along with herbs and acupuncture, Shanghai Clinic. Just next door is Sabaai Sabaai which is a Thai massage place. There's also Tropical Palms which is a brothel.

I wanted to try Shanghai Clinic because it reminded me of the large number of similar places in London, especially in Chinatown and Soho. You can get a basic sexual service, they will masturbate you to orgasm, and occasionally other services will be on offer. I don't know of any in Liverpool, but new ones are opening in London. The inside of Shanghai Clinic is very clean and tidy and when I had paid my money I was told to go up the stairs. I was offered a hand job by an older Thai woman who told me she didn't do anything else apart from that.

I went down the stairs to Sabaai Sabaai. They have little booths there curtained off. A Thai woman let me finger her pussy for some extra money and I was able to come, wanking myself with a finger in her pussy.

Although I had had my orgasm, I still wanted to see what the brothel was like. So I went round the back and up the stairs. There was a tarty blonde in lingerie lying down on some seats who smiled at me. When the receptionist came along I asked her about prices then left. It's £40 for half an hour, which seems really cheap. Usually I would expect to pay £60. There's something different about Manchester from Liverpool, apparently the police take a different attitude to it.

Yesterday I went back to see Dana. She only works Wednesdays. I also went to the Piccadilly Club, another brothel, which was very different. I can tell you about that next time.

Friday, March 27, 2015

as good as it gets

On Wednesday I spent half an hour with a beautiful young woman. She looks halfway between Kelly Brook and Eva Mendes. she is tall and slender and good fun to be with. It only cost me £40. I'm going back to see her next Wednesday. She only works Wednesdays.

In the news today Students turn to sex work to make ends meet at university, study finds Research shows one in 20 students has worked in sex industry to fund lifestyles, just get by or reduce debts. Maybe I got one of those. I can tell you more about her and what else I got up to in Portland Street in Manchester in my next post.

Monday, December 29, 2014

my review of the year 2014

I have seen many women this year. These have been the best ones.

In January I saw Candy standing in the doorway of the Red Lotus Spa in London Chinatown. I had seen her once before. She looked young and pretty and very smiley. Every time I passed the doorway I looked to see if she was there. For many months I didn't see her, then I saw her again. She took me upstairs into one of their little rooms and I asked her to strip for me. She was a lot of fun, but when I went back to see her again they said she'd gone back to China.

In February I saw Suzy for the first time, at the walk up at 52 Greek Street in Soho. I thought she was so pretty. I have seen photos of her more recently and she doesn't look as pretty as I remember her. Although they do look more attractive in semi-darkness. I have thought that working in Soho might have affected her beauty.

However, another beauty that I found at 52 Greek Street this year has been working in Soho for years and she's lost none of her beauty or her niceness. Zara is half Bulgarian and half Iranian and is gorgeous. She looks as if she might be Italian, with dark Latin looks.

Lisa and Tina are two Chinese girls who used to work at a place near Goodge Street. They decided they wanted to work for themselves so they set themselves up in a flat near St James's Park in central London. I saw Lisa last year for a sexy massage and in April this year I decided I wanted to try Tina. They are both lovely girls.

In August while on holiday in Merseyside I tried my first escort. I was staying at a hotel and I phoned an escort agency. They sent me India who was wonderful.

I've tried all of the Thai women in the upper flat of 2 Greens Court in Soho. The best of them by far in my opinion is Poppy. She is pretty and sweet. That's what I look for most of all, although I know that most men look for technique or if the girl has a nice tight vagina. I've seen Poppy four times now. The last time I saw her we were chatting and she said she couldn't go back to Thailand for a holiday because she wasn't making as much money as she'd hoped. I told her she could be a high-class escort. She said she wouldn't feel safe going to men's flats, especially as she doesn't know London.
Poppy looks quite like this
WARNING! There could be a woman at 2 Greens Court who is using the same name as Poppy but isn't her. Someone went to see Poppy and was disappointed. If you go and see a short woman about 30 with tattoos it's not the real Poppy.

It's a lovely flat at 2 Greens Court, much better than 52 Greek Street which is a bit of a dump.

34 Romilly Street is quite nice, and I have seen three lovely women there. They are all friendly and smiley. Lavinia and Nadia are quite short. Sasha is quite tall. They all come from Eastern Europe.

I don't usually go to brothels, but I've been to Kitty's Place in Elmers End in south London a few times this year. I have seen Lola three times now. She is Brazilian of Italian parentage. You might have worked out that I like Italian-looking women. And oriental women. Once when I was putting my clothes back on I said that next time she could blow cigarette smoke in my face, she sitting on a chair in her sexy black dress and her hair up, and with me kneeling naked in front of her. I didn't see her for a couple of weeks but she remembered. I was lying naked on the bed waiting for her and she came into the room in her little black dress with a cigarette and put her hair up. I said "You remembered what I said from last time".

The most recent three women work as masseurs and they wouldn't like it if I told you their names or where they work. I have told you Candy's name because she has gone back to China now. I have told you Lisa and Tina's names because they work independently now and don't have to worry about their employer finding out what they do.

There are two women I saw last month in a Chinese place near Chinatown in London. They both went a lot further than any women I have seen in Chinese or Thai establishments. Sex was wild with both of them, fingers up bums and oral sex without a condom. They are both older women and only of average attractiveness but it was a new experience.

This month I've been in Liverpool. There's a new Thai place that has opened in the centre of Liverpool. There's one girl there who is young-looking and pretty. She smiles and laughs a lot and is a lot of fun. I asked her to strip for me.

Finally, I want to mention two women who I have seen several times this year and in previous years. They are both older women but I always enjoy my time with them. Holly is a Thai lady working at 10 Little Newport Street in Chinatown. Lily is a French lady working at 8 Greek Street in Soho. They both recognize me when I see them and Lily now gives me certain extras that she doesn't offer to people who see her for the first time.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Soho and suburbia

I have been busy since my last post, spending far too much money, and found some lovely women. At 34 Romilly Street I saw Lavinia and Sasha. Both of them are well liked by punters, and rightly so. They smile and laugh a lot, and are good fun to be with. They are both of above average attractiveness, in terms of pretty faces, although on the plump side. Neither are as pretty as Bulgarian/Iranian Zara. Lavinia is short and Sasha is taller. They both have dark Latin looks, Lavinia from South America and Sasha from Spain.

Also since my previous post I saw Tilly and Orchid at 2 Greens Court upper flat. I wanted to see all of the Thai women here. I saw Poppy a while back and was so impressed that I saw her again, spending more time and money, but I wanted to see the other Thai women. I thought they might be as nice as Poppy. They are all nice, but none of them as nice as Poppy. I've seen Mesa, Sophie (who no longer works there), Tilly and Orchid. The only woman there I haven't seen is Chloe, but she is a blonde Eastern European.

I was in Soho one afternoon wondering what to do and I decided I would visit the place in Twickenham that someone told me about. It is a Thai massage establishment where the girls are young and pretty. They don't always know what to do but are open to persuasion. I had a day travelcard so I knew it wouldn't cost me any more money to get there. I looked on Google on my mobile and saw that I could get a train from Waterloo. So I hopped on the Northern Line and then caught the train to Strawberry Hill.

The establishment is very close to Strawberry Hill station. I had a half hour massage with a lovely lady. I said to her "Do you know ******?". This is the name of the girl who I was told is the youngest and prettiest. I can't give her name or the name of the establishment because I would get them into trouble. She replied "So you have been here before!". I said I hadn't been there before but someone told me about this place. She said that this girl has gone back to Thailand. It sounded as if she won't be coming back.

I said "I don't know if I out to tell you what ****** did for him". She wanted to know, so I put my hand above my groin and moved it up and down, simulating a hand job. She didn't seem surprised. She asked me if that is what I wanted and I replied that maybe I'll come back and have an hour long massage and we could do that. She said I shouldn't tell the guy at reception what they do.

One thing I rarely do is visit brothels in South London near to where I live. I did go to my local one a month or two ago. It was a Saturday and I think these places have only one woman available on a Saturday. Weekdays they have two so you get a choice. I saw a young Hungarian woman called Sophie who was not particularly attractive and did the minimum she could get away with. I expect that's what most people think women in brothels are like. Years ago at the same place there was a Norwegian called Ana or Anna who used her hand and mouth together to bring me to orgasm. Without a condom. The maid said Ana didn't work there any more.

This Saturday I decided to pop into Kitty's Place at Elmers End, seeing as how I was in the area. I had been to Kitty's Place once before. I saw a lovely very dark skinned woman called Roxy from Mauritius or somewhere. Their minimum price is £40 which gets you a hand job. The woman they had this Saturday was Lola. Lola is fantastic. She is Brazilian of Italian parentage and she is so beautiful and so much fun.

I don't know how old she is, maybe 30 or possibly even 40. She is quite petite and very slender. She smiles and laughs a lot and she seems to really get into the sex. She told me she also does Mondays, so I went back on Monday and paid £60 for a half hour session with her. The other woman there was a red-headed Eastern European. I knew I wanted Lola, but I wanted to take a look at the red head.

Both times I saw Lola she took out her vibrator and started wanking herself. It was a joy to watch her doing this. The second time I asked if I could put a finger in her pussy. She said yes so she was stimulating her clit with her vibrator with my finger in her vagina. I was kneeling between her legs and after she came I came over her. This year I have found three great beauties. Zara, Poppy, and now Lola. Lovely Lola Lolita is my perfect Italian Woman and I will definitely have to see her again.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Ella Suzy Eva

Yesterday I went to see Ella at 2 Lisle Street. I was hoping that she would be pretty like Suzy. Someone had said she's good-looking. It just shows how personal and individual tastes are because I didn't find her attractive. I would say that she's above average but nothing special. I didn't find her friendly either. On the other hand, someone went to see Suzy yesterday after what I had written about her and he said he didn't find her attractive at all.

It is possible that the girl I saw wasn't Ella. Last year I went to see a girl in Lisle Street called Evelina because someone said she's a real beauty. There was a sign up saying Evelina but when I saw her I wasn't impressed at all and I left. Then I realised this woman has blonde hair where Evelina was supposed to have black hair. So it was a completely different woman. It looks as if Evelina only lasted a few days in the Soho walk ups.

When describing a girl from memory sometimes your memory can get things wrong. I described Suzy as having a light tan but that was inaccurate. Her skin, although not pure white, is paler than that. They can look different though depending on light levels. After I saw Ella I went to see Suzy in Greek Street. She seemed tired and wasn't wearing much make up but I still think that she's the prettiest girl in Soho. I asked her if she had been dancing all night but she said no.

Then I looked around for who else I could see. I knew that Eva was back in her Berwick Street flat after an absence. I had seen Eva twice before and enjoyed it both times. When I knocked on the door of the upper flat at 70A Berwick Street it was opened by Eva. She told me she would be a few minutes and asked me to sit in the chair. She pulled a curtain next to me so that when the other punter left we wouldn't see each other.

I listened to the muffled sounds coming from the bedroom. There were two women in the kitchen and I could see one of them. She looked about 40 and I found her very attractive. The other woman was the maid; I saw her briefly and she had her hair partly in foil. It looked as if she was dying her hair, which might explain why she hadn't open the door to me. I recognised her as the woman who has a chihuahua dog that she used to bring with her. The two women were talking animatedly. I looked at the unfamiliar woman and wondered who she is; it even crossed my mind that this might be the infamous Claudia come back for a visit.
it was a lot like this when I was waiting to see Eva
The other punter left and Eva invited me in. Eva is tall and slender but not too skinny and she had next to nothing on. She has light blonde hair and a pale skin. She is everything that Ella was not. She's attractive and very friendly. She wanted a hug, then a smack on the bum and then another one. She said she thought she remembered me.

I had given £22 to Ella and £22 to Suzy but I decided to give Eva £32. We got onto the bed and she put a condom on and started sucking my cock. After a couple of minutes I said "Show me your pussy" so she lay flat and opened her legs. She wanted me to play with her clit and showed me how she likes it.

She got her vibrator out and started masturbating while I knelt between her legs and wanked myself. She kept going until she had an orgasm, her third of the day apparently. A few seconds after she came I came too. I hadn't come with Ella or Suzy so I was pleased when it happened. She showed me the vibrator saying that it feels like a real penis. I touched it and it felt soft to the touch.

When I was getting dressed we talked about the maid. She goes to the English Collective of Prostitutes meetings apparently. I asked Eva who the other woman is. She said it is Lisa, who works here at weekends. This surprised me because the last time I saw Lisa she had longer blonde hair. Although, as I said, your memory can get things wrong. When I thought about it I could see yes it could be her. So now I am thinking I should make a special trip into Soho on Saturday. I always said Lisa is damned attractive but I fancy her even more now. I'm definitely going to see Eva again though, maybe next Tuesday.

Friday, December 6, 2013

police raided walk ups on Wednesday

The police have raided a number of places in Soho on Wednesday night, some of them walk ups (called 'brothels' in newspaper reports). A number of the walk ups have been closed, I don't know if this is permanently. This article said "After the raids last night a dozen women, mostly from eastern Europe, working in squalid rooms, were taken to safe locations where they will be questioned. Police believe that some were trafficked into the country and forced into prostitution".

I don't believe that the women were trafficked or coerced, and I don't believe that the police believe that. They're not trying to help these women at all. As for 'squalid rooms', someone photographed one of the rooms recently, at the request of the people working there, and I wouldn't describe it as squalid. You can see the photos below, they are typical of the bedrooms of Soho walk ups. The flat is 2 Greens Court, upper flat. I don't know if this is one of the ones that has been closed, I'm going to have a look around tomorrow.

it looks as if they have DVDs here

certainly they have lots of uniforms here
I don't know what that is next to the fire extinguisher

Friday, July 19, 2013

stunning girls

Last Friday I decided to go to a place in Bromley that I hadn't been to before. What made me want to go is that on the PunterNet forum someone said that he had encountered a 'stunning Mexican girl' although they usually have Thai girls there. The place is Laurens Adult Massage on Widmore Road.

I phoned and asked if I could see Amanda and I was directed to a flat. The woman who answered the door didn't look anything like I was expecting so I told her that I'm supposed to be meeting someone called Amanda. She said that she is Amanda. She didn't look Mexican at all, she was blonde. I decided to go along with it but throughout the session I thought she looks and sounds like an Eastern European.

She's actually quite an attractive woman, like a high-class escort, but it took me a while to appreciate that because I had been expecting something different. I paid £60 for half an hour of massage, body to body, and hand relief. It was a nice flat too. I just relaxed and let her do her thing.

The day before I had been in Soho. I had found out that there's a brothel in Soho, along with all of the walk ups. Someone had done a report on it on PunterNet. There's a black girl there called Zoe. It is number 8A Old Compton Street. When I got to the door I wasn't sure which flat to ring. There are three flats, and I think Flat 1 is the brothel. The label had a little heart drawn next to the flat number. I rang and said "Is Zoe there today?". The woman said Zoe only does weekends. I said "Who do you have there today?" and I was told to come up.

The maid or madam took me into one of the bedrooms and answered my questions. The minimum price is £50 which is for about 20 minutes. They have two girls there at a time and I could have taken my pick. I hoped to catch a glimpse of the girls but I thought I was pushing my luck and I had already told her I was only interested in Zoe.

The same day I went to Asian Touch which is a Thai massage place on Shaftesbury Avenue. I wanted to go there because someone had said there's an 'absolutely stunning girl' there. They told me I could come back at 5pm. I went to 26 Romilly Street to see Lulu. When I got up the stairs I saw the sign for Lulu but instead of the expected sign for Meena there was one for someone called Asia, and that she is Indian/Moroccan.

So I went to see Asia instead of Lulu. Asia is tall, with a dark skin like someone from the Mediterranean or the Middle East. She has small breasts and is neither skinny or fat. I got on top of her which I liked but I can't come that way. Later I asked the maid what has happened to Meena and she said that they hadn't heard from her for weeks. It sounds as if Meena won't be in Soho any more. Perhaps she ran up debts before she departed, they have to pay about £300 a day for the flat, it would make sense for them not to pay rent for as long as they could get away with if they're going.

I looked at the time on my mobile and realized I could be back at Asian Touch for 5pm. The girl was indeed pretty but it was dark in the room so I'm not sure if this girl is the absolutely stunning girl someone had mentioned. I'm used to the Chinese places, here it was a bit different, she used hot oils.

Last month I was in Croydon on a Thursday. I saw a Chinese woman who runs a Chinese medical establishment. When she was massaging me I asked her to put a finger up my bum, then two fingers. I already knew she is into this because I had seen her before. I said "I feel that you are the man and I am the woman". She laughed, asked me if I wanted to know how it feels, and moved her fingers in and out. The same day I went to a Thai brothel in Brighton Road. I saw Vicky and achieved orgasm while looking at her pussy and wanking myself.

The next day I went to Soho. First I saw Sandra at 26 Romilly Street. She is Thai. She wasn't very co-operative. I went back there later that day and saw Melanie. Melanie is also Thai, is older and tries harder to please. I had an orgasm with her, the same way as with Vicky the previous day.

The easiest way for me to orgasm is to have an oriental woman lie back on the bed with her legs wide apart and for me to wank myself while looking at her pussy and her talking dirty. It would help if they were stunningly beautiful, and I am always interested in stunners, but that's not the most important thing.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Soho characters: Diana


Diana -with some of her money
 I first came across Diana when she was working at 4 Old Compton Street in Soho. She called herself Paris and she became very popular, because of her youth and fun attitute.She worked as a prostitute there for a time, then decided to become involved in brothel management. There is a brothel just to the north of Soho called Pleasure Mansion.

She was born in Romania but has lived since childhood in England so she speaks perfect English. She is one of the few sex workers who doesn't mind her real name or photographs of her being shown on the Internet.

Recently she has done some stripping and seems to be doing well at that. She is also available for various services on AdultWork.com. But remember she charges much much more than the £25 that I paid when I went to see her a couple of years ago. She is a high class escort now.

Below are a few more photos of her, to show how pretty and cute she is.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Suelee, Yaya, and a hole in a door

I was in the centre of Croydon yesterday and I thought I would try Suelee's number. She used to run a place in South Croydon, in Southbridge Road. I saw Dee Dee and Stephanie there, both Thai women, and I have posted about both of them. Then this place closed down. I had heard that Suelee couldn't be contacted, and then that she'd opened somewhere new in the centre of Croydon.

Suelee answered the phone and told me she had a place behind the Drummond shopping centre. She didn't want to give me the address straight away. She said that I should phone her again when I was in Frith Road. I did this at the time I had told her I wanted to come and she directed me to the flat. She opened the door and we went up the stairs. She said "I've got a lovely girl for you" and directed me into a bedroom. The flat looks quite luxurious.

In the bedroom was a sexily-dressed woman and I recognised her. She is Yaya, and I have had sex with her in Soho, at 26 Romilly Street. This wasn't a surprise to me because I knew that Dee Dee also used to work at 26 Romilly Street. Yaya has a beautiful face and big breasts, and I would guess that she is in her 30s, unlike the other Thai women at 26 Romilly Street who seem to be in their 20s. I paid £60 to Yaya for half an hour.

We did a lot of different things together in that half hour. She started by sucking my cock, without a condom. We did some 69. She got a cock-shaped vibrator out of the drawer next to the bed and put a condom on it, then some lubrication. She said she could put it up my bum. It's not really my thing, but I'd never done this before, so I thought I would try it. The way she was doing it it was too painful so I asked her to stop. She put a latex glove on and used fingers instead. Then she took the condom off the vibrator, put another condom on and more lubrication, and I used it on her pussy while she was lying on her back. I got on top of her for a while. Then she pushed the vibrator in and out of her pussy while I wanked myself.

When I was putting my clothes back on Suelee came into the room and chatted with me. Her number is 07833624409. Yaya works at 26 Romilly Street in Soho on Mondays and Saturdays. Although she might not be continuing to work in Soho.

Earlier this week I found out about somewhere in Wandsworth. It is a unique place. It is somewhere that has a glory hole. I have known about glory holes for a while from pornography. A man puts his cock in a hole in a wall and a woman on the other side sucks him off. When I found out that someone in London was doing this I thought I must give it a go.

In the 1980s in Soho they had lots of peep shows. In some of them you could put a £5 note through a hole and the girl would use a vibrator or dildo or wank with her fingers for you. But they never had a glory hole. They closed down all the peep shows in Soho apart from one and it doesn't have girls wanking themselves.

They prefer you to phone them first (07914566706) and then book through the AdultWork site, and they have a page there. They sent me a message that told me to go to Wandsworth town hall and phone a number 5 minutes before the time I booked. So at 5 minutes to midday today I was standing outside Wandsworth town hall. I was directed to a block of flats nearby and given instructions as to what to do. I was buzzed into the block of flats and went to the number. I pushed the door open as instructed and found myself in a hallway. The flats look very nice here.

I heard a woman's voice but couldn't tell where it was coming from for a couple of seconds. Then I noticed the door with two holes in it. I looked through the higher of the two holes and there was a girl. She was pretty, quite young and cute. She smiled at me and I said hello. I think she is the one called Kendall. I took out the £30 for the 15 minute session and put it through the hole. I undid my trousers and put my cock through the hole.

She used her mouth and hands on my cock and it felt lovely. There's nothing to look at except for the door, so you are relying on the physical stimulation alone to bring you to orgasm. I tried to imagine the girl's face to make me more aroused. Later I thought it would be better if they had a webcam showing the girl's head as she's sucking your cock, with a screen so that you can watch it while she's doing it to you. They could record it then send it to you as a movie file via email. That would be very exciting. They also do a two girl service for £40. They charge a bit extra if you don't book via AdultWork. They plan to open another one in central London.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Eva and Yaya

Yesterday I went to see two of the raunchiest women in Soho. I thought Lisa and Alena were raunchy, but Eva and Yaya are on another level. After I had seen Lisa at 70A Berwick Street last month someone said I might like Eva. Eva is like Lisa but raunchier. So, a couple of weeks ago I made my first trip to see Eva.

Eva is another young tall slender blonde, like Lisa. Both work at 70A Berwick Street. Both have a natural beauty, they don't wear too much make up or are too tanned or too thin. Monica, who also works at 70A Berwick Street, is also a tall natural beauty, although Monica has dark Latin looks. Eva is from Sweden and Lisa is from the Czech republic.

Eva is very chatty and likes to talk about sex. I asked her what she had been doing that day and she told me about the blowjobs and the fucking. She said that nobody had asked to see her use her vibrator that day yet. This is something she likes to do so she can have an orgasm. I thought this sounds interesting so she told me more. She charges £35 for this service, and she warned me that she tends to swear a lot when she's coming.

I had an image of Eva with her legs wide apart pushing her vibrator in and out, rolling around on the bed and shouting out obscenities as she came. It was a very exciting image.

She told me that she's great friends with Katy who also works at 70A Berwick Street. She likes to have sex with Katy. From what she said I think she has a bit of a crush on Katy. I asked her if she had seen the photographs of Katy on the internet. There are quite a few, and a couple of movies too. Katy worked in porn in Italy when she was younger, under the name Rossella Conti. Eva didn't know about that. She didn't know that Katy also works in Bateman Street as Laura.

I asked Eva if she had known Amber and Chelsea who had formerly worked at 70A Berwick Street and who had been very popular. She said she remembered them. I asked her if she had known Claudia, but that was before her time. I mentioned Sebastian Horsley, the local artist who came often to see Claudia. Eva said that she recognised the name because sometimes tourists come to 70A Berwick Street and ask if this is the same place as mentioned in Sebastian's autobiography Dandy in the Underworld. The maid at 70A Berwick Street remembers Sebastian Horsley.

When I was putting my clothes back on she asked what I was going to do that afternoon. I said that I was going to go to the nearby Society Club café. I said I was hoping there might be a woman there called Babette who is one of the people who run the café, which is also a bookshop and art gallery. Babette was friends with Sebastian Horsley, so she might be an interesting person to talk to. Babette Kulik has been described as the Brigitte Bardot of Soho, but I think Lisa at 70A Berwick Street looks more like Brigitte Bardot. I should point out, in case anyone misunderstands me, that Babette has nothing to do with prostitution.

On my next trip to Soho I tried to see Diana at 26 Romilly Street. Diana has been described as very raunchy. I had not seen her before. The maid told me that Diana has gone back to Romania. I could be just for a holiday though. I think a lot of the women in Soho are going to be on holiday for the Olympics. Perhaps they think it will be difficult to get into central London, or perhaps they fear that the police will try to close some of the walk ups. Rebecca and Alena are away too.

The authorities could be looking for any excuse to close down walk ups before or during the Olympics. They have closed walk ups before, in Lisle Street and Dean Street, but they have always opened again. They have been closing brothels recently in east London near the Olympics. Walk ups are not brothels and are legal, so they can't close them down. The difference is that only one woman works from a walk up, and one woman working on her own is legal. If the authorities knew that some lucky punter has managed to get a threesome at walk up, that might be just the excuse they need.

I ended up going for a massage at one of the Chinese medical establishments. I thought I would have just a massage as I wasn't in the mood for anything more. The girl who gave me the massage was I. who I have written about before. I'm not going to give her name as I think she wouldn't want people knowing what she does. She didn't recognise me. I had only seen her once and that was last year. She wasn't as ebullient as she had been then, and seemed quite withdrawn.

She massaged my back and legs, and when I turned over she asked if I wanted her to masturbate me. I said yes. She didn't offer to take off all of her clothes, as she had done the last time. She didn't put her mouth close to my penis and giggle as she had done, I think to indicate that she was willing to give me oral sex. She did give me a couple of lovely smiles and I remembered just how pretty she is.

At the end I gave her the extra £20 for wanking me. I asked her if she knew what had happened to Claire. She told me Claire found a rich boyfriend and so she didn't have to work any more. I said that she should find herself a rich boyfriend and she replied that it's not so easy to do. I think that I. is a lovely girl and as long as she doesn't get any fatter she could find herself a nice boyfriend.

I returned to Soho on Monday. First I saw Yaya at 26 Romilly Street. She is a beautiful Thai lady. She was wearing a very sexy dress that she took off to reveal her lovely body with quite large breasts. Like Eva she is very friendly and chatty and likes to talk about sex. She was telling me all the things that I could get up to if I went to Thailand. I think her English is quite good but I didn't understand everything she was telling me because of a strong accent. The price at 26 Romilly Street is £30 minimum and not the usual £20, but the women here are worth it.

After I had seen Yaya I wanted to go and see Eva again. I decided to walk around Chinatown before I headed for Berwick Street. Often there are women standing in the doorways of Chinese medical establishments asking men if they would like to have a massage. One woman walks around asking men the same thing. I noticed another woman who asked me if I wanted a massage and when I said no she said she would give me a 'happy ending'. That's a first for me. I've never been offered a happy ending in the street before.

As I was walking along Wardour Street I saw a young woman in a doorway who smiled and asked me if I wanted a massage. She was younger and prettier than any I had seen before so I was tempted. But I thought I would stick with my original plan and see Eva. I did go back there after I had seen Eva though. The girl wasn't there. There was another girl, not so young or pretty, using her mobile. I thought the first girl might be upstairs, having found a customer, with his erection in her hand.

I saw Eva and paid the £35 to see her using her vibrator. It wasn't quite how I imagined it. She doesn't have her legs wide apart when she masturbates. She puts the vibrator against her clitoris and holds it there, and doesn't push it in and out of her vagina. It was still quite exciting though. She played with her right nipple, and then asked me to suck it for her. When she came she didn't swear as much as I had imagined she would. Reality doesn't always live up to the fantasy.

I realised on the bus home that what I should have done is to get her to masturbate for me the way I would like to see it, with her legs wide apart and pushing the vibrator in and out of her vagina, for the first five minutes. Then for the second five minutes of our ten minute session she could have finished herself off however she wanted to. I'll have to remember that for next time.