Real Punter

I had an experience with a parlour girl today that spurred me on to post something about how a lot of escorts and other working girls, seem to think the male penis will only respond to an iron grip and rough abuse! One never tires of hearing how women are sick of men mashing up and mawling their sensitive little clits, but when the tables are turned it’s a different story!

This girl had only one gear when she grabbed hold of my cock – it was crazy, I thought she was going to pull it off – I guess she thought yanking it around like that was sexy in some way, maybe most other punters like it, but in my case it actually hurt and I had to tell her to be more gentle, and eventually to stop as she couldn’t manage to stop yanking it so hard.

She was a very pretty girl – but I do find that the prettiest ones, especially if they are young, tend to think that their looks alone will do the job and don’t make as much effort. When I asked her to do something and she looked at me like I was from Mars for asking it (I don’t know quite how odd it is to enjoy the sound of a woman moaning, but that is all I asked for) it kind of ruined the whole thing, and although I managed to cum on her tits in the end, it ended up being quite a lacklustre experience that will leave me having nightmares about having my dick pulled off for many a night to come!

Give me an experienced 25 to 40 year old any day over these naive young babes. Oh, and make sure she has a gentle touch

Let’s face it, escorts are expensive – so I do like to mix up my adventures by going down the budget route on occasion, and this is where quality massage parlours fit the bill admirably. Living in Manchester, the massage parlour capital of the UK, or so it’s been said, I have a number of establishments on my doorstep, indeed one almost literally. I recently discovered a fine place in the City Centre called Bentley’s, which has the most friendly receptionists, and I try to visit there at least once a week if I get time in my schedule. The parlour girl experience is very different from seeing an escort (at least in my experience). There is not as much time for chit chat and the social elements, in a way it brings the “paying for sex” idea right down to its very basics – but there is still room for little niceties, I always like to make conversation with the girl.

It was a very nerve wracking occasion the first time I went there, but now I feel a real sense of comfort and familiarity about the place, in fact I feel quite at home there! So I thought I would just share my latest adventure.

I like to check the website before I visit to see which girls are on, although sometimes with parlours it can change at short notice. In fact this happened on the morning of my visit – I was going to specifically see one girl, but when I checked the site again, the rota had changed, so my chosen girl may have phoned in sick or something. Her replacement was however eminently suitable, although I was not quite as keen on the other. The one thing I do dislike about parlours is that you can turn up and the girl of your choice is busy, and you can end up with a girl not quite to your taste, or you can wait – a dilemma sometimes when you are feeling particularly keen, let’s say! Anyway, on this occasion both girls were available, and they came out to say hello. The dusky spanish babe was all I needed to see, so I booked her and off I went to a room that has become very familiar to me. I undressed and took my shower, dried off and then Jessica entered, and I lay on the bed while she straddled my buttocks and I could feel the heat of her pussy against my backside as she slowly massaged my back and told me to relax. We had a bit of trouble understanding each other – Manc meets Catalan possible not the best mix, but we did have a laugh as she pushed and pulled the skin on my back around and asked to make sure it was not too hard for me! But it was another part of me that was becoming too hard to bear!

Then I turned over and this dusky beauty was there in all her glory. I will leave it up to your imagination what might have happened next, but rest assured I left with a smile on my face, and hope I may see this dusky beauty once again! I left her with a tip, I always like to leave them a tip if I’m leaving happy, it’s only polite

Until next time,
The Real Punter

Don’t forget, if you enjoy my punting reports, you may enjoy Real Punting, a website which films real girls on the job, so to speak – and if you like the look of them, you can get their details inside the site as well and maybe get to see them too. I wish it had been around when I first started punting it would have been a source of such useful information