Cath – the human rollercoaster ride
JB, did you happen to visit Cath at 533 on Monday the 16th as well?
If not, then someone else also has a habit of sleeping with girls. I do that as well, but usually not literally, not at least when I’m paying for the time.Originally Posted by JB1
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Person's Name : Cath
Establishment : 533 Willoughby Road
Date of Visit : 19/12/2011 Mon
Contact Details/Address/Weblink : Ph 99679991
Hours of Business : 10-Late
Rates : $150/hour
Age : Mid 20s
Size/shape : 6 / A+ to B- cup, really nice bottom
Nationality or Ethnicity : Malaysian Chinese
Services Provided : FS,BBBJ,DFK - almost, DATY, GFE
Value of money / recommend?: Abso ’fucking’ lutely / YMMV on what you’re looking for, but if you’re looking for a GFE with a very cute girl, then definitely.
Please, excuse the length of this short story. Well, no one is forcing you to read.
Prelude I (a wax & a miss):
Now this could have been a review of its’ own, but since it resulted into the actual review, I’m including it here.
I had booked a waxing (Brazilian) from St Leonards for seven – I thought one needs to be clean and hairless to enjoy the seafood buffets during the holiday. The older mamasan/beautician was the only one in when I went there and she had me strip and lay on the massage table while she warmed up the wax. Mamasan is a multi-tasker as all the while she was doing the waxing she was answering to two mobiles giving information to punters about their services and availability – both waxing and ‘massage’.
When she had started the waxing I hear the apartment door opening and shutting. She says something in Chinese and get s a reply from the other side of the bedroom door. A couple of minutes later I hear water running from the bathroom as someone is taking a shower. When she has removed the hair from above Sir Richard (just call him Dick for short) and half way through the shaft (ouch) in walks this young girl (about 20) in a bathrobe, looks at me – laying on the table in my naked glory – and says ‘Hi’. I return the ‘hi’ and she stays at the foot of the table texting on her mobile.
The waxing continues, a new phone call, mamasan hands the mobile to the girl and she discusses the option of Golden Shower with the punter on the phone and they reach an understanding on the time and price. Now the combination of warm wax, sharp pain – which is getting more tolerable all the time – and a young girl watching the proceedings while talking about the other services available gets Sir Richard to raise his head and mamasan ask me to hold him down while she works on the balls (removing the hair).
Now front all done and time for turnover. Now here is why the girl was there, she comes to the table and holds my cheeks apart when mamasan spreads hot wax in my crack. Almost done when the phone rings again – the other punter is at the door – and the girl leaves the room to service his needs.
Now all done, I put on my clothes, pay for the service and head out. It is 8 o’clock and ‘HORNY’ does not begin to describe how I was feeling. So I pick up my phone and call 533 to find out if Cath is available and Angie informs me that she would be at 8:30.
Prelude II (the wait):
I arrive to 533 couple of minutes before set time. On the way up the stairs, have a nod with a fellow punter just exiting. I ring the bell and Angie asks if I had just called. She then takes me to a waiting room and tells me she won’t be long. Now, ‘not long’ is such a subjective term. If you’re the one enjoying the company of the lady, time seems to fly, if you’re the one waiting for your turn it may seem forever.
Luckily the waiting room at 533 has a TV to keep you entertained. I had time to watch the girl portrayed getting undressed (from fully clothed to naked and she did take her time), display her breasts and pussy, show the functionality of a jelly vibrator (a double dick one, where the bigger one gyrates and the smaller one vibrates) both outside and inside her and then move to give a BBBJ to the lucky john in the clip.
About 15 minutes in I can hear Angie knocking on the door couple of doors down the corridor and a brief conversation (in Cantonese I presume). She then comes back and apologises for the wait; “they were sleeping” she explains with raised eye browns, “They’re finished now, she won’t be long“. Couple of minutes later she comes back and guides me to the room where Cath is waiting. Thanks to JB (or someone else) for leaving me with a well rested girl
Howdy (now I know why I waited):
As I enter the room Cath greets me with a smile and introduces herself and I reciprocate. We exchange handshakes and a kiss on the cheek and she asks me to take a shower while she excuses herself for a minute. When she comes back I’m finishing the shower and start towelling off. She asks if I waited long and apologises for that; in return I say it is ok and apologise for interrupting her nap - she smiles – anytime I can make a cute girl smile I must be doing something right.
While I finish drying myself she strips – the view of that perfect bottom is very distractive and my towelling is interrupted couple of times as I concentrate on eyeballing her as she bends down to take her knickers off - and then sits on the bed to wait for me.
The Deed of Love (or lust rather):
When I’m dry enough I join Cath on the bed as she’s not wet enough (yet) for what is about to take place. We start with some kissing and cuddling by sitting on the edge of the bed and my hands roam to explore her body. I gently embrace her neck with my left hand while my right hand is giving a light squeeze to her lovely b cups and rubbing her nipples against the palm of my hand, all the while slowly kissing her – she gives me these pecks, but she learns quickly and adapts to my style of caressing her upper lip with my lower and vice versa and each time during that transition our tongues gently touch – so no DFK, but I don’t really want my tonsils tickled anyway.
She starts brushing Sir Richard and he’s already standing in full attention ready to salute the commander and send the troops to battle field, but I tell him to stand at ease (just a mental note, I don’t really talk out loud to him, though I’m happy to have girls giving him oral instructions). It is first time for some reconnaissance of the terrain he’s about to face.
I lay Cath on her back onto the bed while still kissing those lovely lips – in anticipation of kissing also the pair further down South. I move to kiss her neck and ear and she responds by putting her hand behind my neck. I move further down to give both her nipples a cat bath – or should this rather be called a tiger wash – well, whatever it’s called I spend a few minutes sucking those puppies and occasionally giving them a hard flick of tongue until she starts to moan ever so slightly. Time to move further and I keep kissing her body giving a quick lick to her belly button and she giggles (either she’s ticklish or that game as a surprise). Then I get up and position myself between her legs that she quickly and eagerly opens in anticipation – or maybe she was just accommodating and the anticipation was all in my head.
The recon missing has now barely started and I give a few kisses to her lower abdomen and inner thighs before sliding my tongue between her lips. A good couple of minutes is spent sucking and licking those lips before I raise my head up for a breather and at the same time use my hands – that have thus far been wrapped around her hips – to part those lips to expose her love button. What a sight to behold!
I dive back in first just slowly and gently licking her clit while my hands are caressing her hips and lower abdomen – just a feathery touch to send some tingles up the spine but not to distract her from the main event – and occasionally going up for a firmer squeeze of her breasts that otherwise would have felt so lonely and neglected. She moans a bit more loudly now, which still feel a bit too soon for me.
After couple of minutes she starts moving her hips and I know it’s time to abandon the “slow and gentle” policy. So I alternate between munching her lips – like a hungry baby on her mother’s breast – and rapid hard licks of her clit. At this point she is trying to push my head against the ceiling – while her legs at first were resting on the bed (yes, Y) she has now bent her knees and is pushing her hips up so that her lovely, shapely bottom is a foot and a half in the air, partly supported by my hands that have now given up even trying to reach her breast. (In the meantime Sir Richard is trying to lift my hips off the mattress, pour fellow that’s not an easy task.) No more moaning from her, just heavy breathing – not a time for playacting anymore.
Her hands however grasp my head trying to push it in place while her hips are rapidly going up and down – it was a rough ride like a rollercoaster, but I’m glad I took it, there is nothing like a pretty young girl going off under your tongue. Her pulsations turn even more rapid but not so high and she clasps my hands squeezing her fingers in between mine and trying to sink her nails to the back of my hands while I give her clit the last quick licks to bring her to the top of the hill. “Top of the world mum!” **
Her bottom slowly returns to the bed and she eases her hold of my hands while I still give her a few gentle licks and kisses while she catches her breath. I move back to kissing her thighs and tummy and she then reaches her hands to pull me up. So I up next to her and she smiles and gives me a kiss and a cuddle (better than a raise, but don’t tell my boss). Maybe I should have grabbed a tissue as her chin gets wet from mine which is still dripping her juices.
She looks at the big clock on the wall – and so do I – 40 of our 60 minutes together has already gone. Oh, how time flies when you’re having fun. So it’s time for Sir R. to get his share of the fun.
So I turn on my back and she moves between my legs and starts kissing and licking my balls, then she turns her attention to Sir R. and gives a very pleasant suck – no DT, but she uses her cheeks instead. After few minutes she asks if it’s time for sex and who am I to argue though her lips felt so nice around Sir Richard’s collar. On with the condom and she starts in CG, couple of minutes she’s getting tired so switch to doggy and she moves on all fours. It feels great, but I’m nowhere near cumming (the condom sometimes does that for me, takes away too much of the feel and it usually takes a good half hour pounding to get over the line). So with only about five minutes left she suggests an alternate method. Off goes the dom and she works wonders both with her hands and mouth to get me over the line – no CIM though, bugger.
She cleans me up with tissues and we rest for a minute while I try and get my breathing back to normal. She asks whether I want to shower first and I comply. Just as I enter the shower there is the knock on the door and she tells Angie that we’re just getting into the shower. I can’t hear the reply, but Cath tells me Angie thanked us for being in time and not sleeping – though I’d sleep with that girl anytime.
Dry off, on with the clothes, a hug and a few more kisses, we wish each other Merry Christmas and she shows me to the door and I head home with a smile on my face.
Verdict (I’m still reminiscing about her trembling hips):
Cath is a very nice, pretty and smart girl suitable for a GFE. She’s not the one for those who love D cups, but personally I don’t care that much on the size of the rack as long as there’s something to grab on and they are proportionate to the rest of her body and preferably natural like hers’. YMMV, but for me her petite frame, pretty face and lovely personality is more than enough. Not forgetting the nice bottom!
If I were the type to fall under the spell of a working girl, she would definitely be one to possibly keep me under her thumb (or tongue). Fortunately I’m not the type. Well... the next session has already been booked, so...
** TOP OF THE WORLD by THE CATARACS
Me and you, on a trip
All night flight,
girl lets dip
Lickin my lips
im in the zone
And I cant really say
what Im sippin on
But You taste good to me
Girls like you make history
Sure does sound like a hit to me
Now che-e-e-ck out this beat
Top of the world
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with Sir R. in her mouth and I’m just happy that she’s not a teeth grinder. 
Maybe a can of RedBull should accompany you on your next visit.
This is something to remember...
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