Studio 466 - May 2019 - Maria

[Asshall]

I tried to book Cara from the 140 Club.  She advertised this morning on Frontpage but my text is ignored. 

 

I wander down to Studio 466 instead.  It is pouring with rain and I get soaked on the way.  The back door is open and I wander down to the front.  I grab a polystyrene cup of water from the cooler as a last ditch effort to get fully hydrated.  A girl shows a punter out.  He trips the bell and I wait for Michelle.  I down the water.  No action.  I pour myself another water and go to the office to get Michelle’s attention.  She apologises and asks me if I am here for anyone in particular.  I nearly say “Emma”, but I decide to see the line-up.  

 

The first girl out is . . .  Emma.  She recognises me and smiles modestly.  She doesn’t come forward to shake hands.  

 

The next girl is . . . MARIA!  

 

“OH!  HI!  It’s you.  Long time.”  She smiles her cute dimpled smile and shakes my hand.  

 

“Hi Maria!  Yes, it has been a long time.”  She looks as gorgeous as ever.  I’d given up on her.  Thought she’d quit the industry.  I watch her cute little arse as she disappears back behind the screen.  Then the next girl appears in a long white dress.  

 

“Oh!  Hello!  It’s you,” she says.

 

“Hi Jenny!  Good to see you again.”  She stoops to shake my hand and pats the back of it in a friendly gesture.  She is smiling and as surprised and pleased to see me as I am to see her.  

 

Three of my favourites.  All of them have been gone a while.  Emma, Maria and Jenny.  What a line-up.  Michelle comes back.

 

“Which lovely girl would you like to see?”

 

“Tough decision.  They are all my favourites.”  I stare off into the middle distance because I can’t decide.  Emma is a hot Thai girl who knows how to fuck.  Jenny is a demure Korean lady who magically makes me rock hard in seconds doing very little.  And Maria is the cutest, most exquisitely perfect little Japanese pocket goddess.  She is my favourite girl at Studio 466, but she is hard to catch.  Rarely there.  Always booked.  So there is really only one choice.  “Maria.”  I grab another cup of water while Michelle goes to get her.  Emma and Jenny will be a bit miffed.  

 

Maria comes back.  Her hair is long and lank and her face is plain like it is not made up, but she is gorgeous when she smiles.  She asks me about what I’ve been up to as we climb the stairs.  There is another punter coming down.  She remarks on the cold and the rain and leads me down the upstairs hall to the middle room.  I give her $150 and she promises change.  I shower and dry and she is still not back.  I lie on the bed and wank idly but I am not getting much of a reaction.  I am calm and relaxed and looking forward to this, but I’m not horny.  

 

After a few minutes she comes back with her bag and her phone and my change.  She puts the change on my clothes and starts making preparations.  She prattles on the whole time.  I love her cutesy voice and her intonation.  She is so friendly and fun.  She makes jokes all the time and her knowledge of English is very good but her accent is difficult to understand sometimes.  

 

She wonders how long it has been since we saw each other and I say maybe 6 months.  She doesn’t agree.  Maybe longer.  I tell her that I tried to see her many times but without success.  She strips while we talk and her body is superb.  I take it all in while I listen to her cute voice.  

 

“Did you go away?” I ask.  I think Michelle told me that she took a break.

 

“Yes.  I got new job.  Job in office.  I try to give up this job for a while.  Can’t do this job always.  Don’t want to be here working when I’m 50.”  She smiles demurely as she kneels beside me.  She is so cute.  I am stroking her lovely thigh.  Admiringly.  Affectionately.  Her waist is tiny and her lovely little ass bulges out over her heels like a shelf.  Her tummy is trim but soft.  Her skin is golden and flawless.  She ties her hair up in that beautiful red and white scrunchie.  Her hair is so sleek and shiny and black.  

 

She puts some lube on her hand and starts to wank me very gently.  She strokes me with her fine fingers.  Casually.  Almost absentmindedly.  She does it so well and I grow steadily.  She keeps talking while she does it and it could be distracting, but it’s not.  I just get bigger and bigger and harder and harder.  I stroke her tummy with the back of my hand and study her perfect little boobs.  Her body is perfect and my cock throbs to fully erect in her hand as she continues to stroke me slowly.  Teasingly.  Effortlessly sexy. 

 

“Ooh!  Very big.  You’re ready.”  I look down.  I’m as big and as hard as I get.  Bigger and harder than I ever get for the girls in the 140 Club.  She rummages around in her bag for a condom.  “Need large size for you.  Not many men need large condom.  You big man.  Big cock.  Big condom.”  She smiles and rips open a condom and slips it on and I fill it.  I am rock hard.  “Big sausage!” she jokes.  I smile.  I am loving this.  

 

She gets a wipe and wipes the lube off the condom and climbs into position between my legs.  For a moment, I think she might just hop straight on for cowgirl, but she grabs my shaft in her little fist and puts the head into her little mouth and starts sucking.  I groan as her beautiful red lips engulf the swollen head and sink down my shaft.  I watch in the mirror to see how far down she will go.  She has deep throated me to the base before, but I’ve never been this hard for her before.  She makes it about three quarters of the way down and gags and a big stream of saliva drools out of her mouth as she backs up.  She pauses with the head still in her mouth and then has a second go.  She tries to push herself further and further down my shaft with each stroke.  I want to grab her by the scrunchie and give her a helping hand, but she is doing such a great job without any help.  

 

I watch with amazement and fascination.  I look for signs of my head bulging in her throat because she is going so far down, but she puffs up her throat to fit me in.  She buries her nose in my pubes and she has her eyes closed and a look of concentration on her face.  I groan loudly at the excruciating pleasure of the tip of my cock touching the back of her throat.  Her face flushes red again as she chokes, but she stifles the reflex and a flood of thick saliva runs out of her mouth and down my shaft.  

 

“Oh, Maria,” I groan as she plunges down to the base another time.  

After a few minutes, she stops.  

 

“You do that so well, Maria.  No one else takes me down as far as you do.”  She grins and wipes spit from her chin. 

 

“I have big mouth.  Small everywhere else, but big mouth for big cocks, like yours.”  She beams proudly.  She has such cute dimples in her cheeks when she smiles.  Then she applies a splodge of lube to her pussy and climbs into position.  Her thighs are not long enough to kneel over me and so she is on her toes in an Asian cowgirl squat and she struggles to fit me between her legs and I am still rock hard and unbending and I am enthralled by her body and the expectation of getting inside her.  My cock throbs to bursting point in her hand and then she engages me with the entrance to her pussy and steadies herself and lowers herself gently.  

 

“This is very big for my pussy,” she says, almost talking to herself.  

 

I hold her waist lightly.  I desperately want to grab her hips and pull her down hard and jam my cock up inside her, but I let her stay in control.  Her pussy is tight and I feel the muscles at her entrance ripple over the ridges on my shaft.  

 

“Oh, that feels good,” she says as she settles down to the base as last with my cock straining up inside her.  Again, she seems to be muttering to herself.  I am rarely this hard in cowgirl.  She rides up and down slowly and I am rock hard and I can feel everything.  

 

She climbs forward and pushes back and something moves inside her and it feels like I might have hit her cervix and she cries out, but not in pain.

“Oh my god,” she says.  Not like the porn cliché, but as a genuine expression of surprise.  

 

She looks off into the distance with a look of studied concentration and she moves around and rides me slowly as if she is experimenting with different angles and different sensations of pleasure.  I get a kick out of watching her and feeling myself deep inside her little body.  

 

She keeps going a few minutes after most girls tire.  I am so hard and it is so pleasurable that I wonder if she wants me to come in this position.  I would, if she kept going. But she can’t go on.  She climbs off me and asks to swap.  

 

Once on top, I guide my erection to her entrance without any hands and slide it into her in one easy motion.  She reaches down to help me, but I am already in.

 

“Oh,” she says, quietly in surprise. 

 

I grind into her and she lies there with her legs in the air and spread wide.  She has her head turned to the side and her eyes closed.  She looks like she is concentrating on the sensation, but I also know from previous fucks that she is not comfortable with eye contact.  It has troubled me in the past.  It is the only thing that stops it from being perfect.  But today I accept it and move on.  Her body is exquisite and my cock is rock hard and I love sliding it into her.  

 

I look in the mirror over the bed head and there is a lovely view of her trim little triangle bush and the tubular core of stomach muscle and her smooth thighs spread wide and her painted toenails dancing in the air behind my arse.  She looks gorgeous and I love watching myself fuck that exquisite little body.  It’s like a porn scene, but better, ‘cos I’m in it and I can feel it as well as see it.    

 

I shift my weight on my hands and knees and get lower and grind up deeper inside her.  She groans and gasps. I lean down and kiss her shoulder and her cheek and her neck.  She turns away.  She won’t kiss.  I want to.  She is so gorgeous and sexy and her skin is sublime and I just keep kissing it and fucking her.  

 

We fuck for about five minutes and everything is easy and feels great, but eventually I need to change position.  I sit back on my heels and lift her little legs up vertically against my chest.  She is flexible and I press against the back of them gently and skewer her between those gorgeous little hips.  She winces and gasps as I drive in deep at this new angle and my cock throbs harder at the different sensations.  

 

Instinctively I start pounding her harder and she screws up her face because I am going so deep into her little body as I press harder on the back of her legs.  Her ass curls off the bed and her pussy is more vulnerable and at a better angle and I go deeper and she cries out, as if in pain, but she is not in pain.  I lose it and start banging her brains out and I start grunting and coming and she is wincing and grunting and crying out and I keep slamming into her and coming.  The pile driver mechanism in my pelvis hammers away at her and then slows and finally it stops and I pull out. 

 

“Thank you, Maria.  That was great fun.”  I am suddenly short of breath.  

 

“Yes, it was good for me too.  I enjoyed it.  Reminds me why I like this job sometimes.  I like him.”  She nods at my cock and smiles.  

 

I rest while she showers.  Her figure looks so good from behind.  I get my breath back and rinse after she’s finished.  We dress and she leads me down the stairs. 

 

“Hopefully, I’ll see you again.”

 

“I’m not working again this month, so maybe next month.”

 

As I walk back to work, I think about how that was the best a fuck can get – condom or no condom, paid or unpaid.  
 

[Charlie]

Thanks for your well written review of a sexually skilled courtesan.

 

Well done M8!

 

Maria is clearly a great find.

[Heracles]

Thanks for bringing this place and Maria to our attention. 

 

Good to see a legit joint on City Road as opposed to the other towers crammed with 140 Club pussy.