Lily and Lisa

On Friday afternoon last week I started my adventures in a brothel just to the north of Soho. It was in a street near to Oxford Street. It would have cost me more money than I thought it would so I decided not to stay. I had not been there before. It wasn't as luxurious as I was expecting, although it would have cost me more than House of Divine.

I went to Greek Street in Soho, hoping that Ivy might be there. She wasn't, but I saw that Lily was. I have seen Lily a few times and enjoyed my time with her. Lily is an old woman. She looks about 60 years old. You might wonder why I would choose to be with an old woman, the oldest in Soho, when I could see a 21 year old beauty. Later that afternoon I did see a young tall slender beauty.

Lily is a very sexy French woman. I told her I wanted her to wank me. When I asked her what she had been doing that day, she knew that I would get turned on by what she told me. She told me in her sexy French accent that she had sucked a few cocks. She said that she had been a naughty girl and that I should spank her. She told me what a splendid erection I had and how much she liked it. I think of her as a connoisseur of erect penises, she must have seen so many. She said she wanted to see the sperm squirting out of the end of my cock.

While I was on the bed the doorbell rang a few times. It seems that Lily is quite popular, which would be a surprise to many. After I had seen Lily I walked around Soho. When I walked past the walk up in Dean Street I decided to go in. I am reading the latest book by Clayton Littlewood who lived in the shop below it. He says that the two maids there were called Sue and Maggie. I had not been in there before. They don't seem to have any PunterNet field reports.

There are no names on the doors. As I was on the stairs the door opened and a woman told me to come in. I told her I didn't want to do that. She said something in a foreign language that sounded like an insult and slammed the door. This has happened to me once before in Soho. Usually you knock on the door or ring the bell and the door is opened by the maid.

When I was in Berwick Street I wanted to see who is at 70A. Inside the doorway are the names and a brief description of the two women working there that day. Monica was there, who I have seen before. There was also Lisa, who I have not seen before. I tried to remember if I had read anything about Lisa. I remembered that there is a Swedish woman, but I was confusing Lisa with Eva.

I decided to see Lisa. It was a pleasant surprise. Lisa is young, tall, slender and beautiful. She is Czech but she looks as if she could be Swedish, she is blonde. She is very friendly, she reminds me of Natalie, a favourite of mine who has returned to her home country. I asked Lisa to wank me. After a while I said I would like to wank myself while looking at her pussy. She lay on her back, opened her legs, and held her pussy open.

As I was putting my clothes back on I told her that she reminded me of someone. I said she looks like Brigitte Bardot. She knew who Brigitte Bardot is, she said she would take that as a compliment because Brigitte Bardot is beautiful. I'm not sure if Friday is one of Lisa's usual days, she is there Tuesdays and weekends.

In this blog I have said how beautiful some of the women in Soho are, and compared them to celebrities. I compared Meena to Alesha Dixon. I wasn't the first person to compare Meena to Alesha. However, someone said that Meena is unattractive and looks nothing like Alesha Dixon. I don't expect everyone to agree with what I say, we all have our own ideas of beauty.

Just recently I noticed that Rebecca has had a bad review on the PunterNet field reports. The man who wrote this review said he was disappointed when he saw her because people had said she is very pretty. The first time I saw Rebecca I thought she was very pretty. I was not the only one to say so. The second time I saw her I wasn't quite so attracted towards her.

In this review he also said that Rebecca wouldn't let him do certain things to her. He said that there are women who are more accommodating, and gave Alena as an example. I can understand why he says this. Alena, Meena and Lisa seem to go out of their way to make their customers happy, probably because they want to make as much money as they can and calculate they will get repeat customers and a good reputation. But you can't blame most of the women in Soho who just do what their client has paid for.

I remember years ago when Alena was like this too. When she was blonde I saw her. I asked if we could change position and she held up a finger and that I get just one position and no more.

I should think that if Rebecca likes a man, or if she is in a good mood, or if it is a regular customer, then she might be more accommodating. When I was with her I paid for her to wank me and then I asked her to show me her pussy. She was quite happy to lie back on the bed, open her legs and hold open her pussy for me.

Lily and Cherry

Usually I only see a woman that I have seen before or one who has been recommended. On Tuesday however I went to two different places and saw whoever was there. I was lucky, because I met two lovely young women.

The first place I went to was a Chinese medical establishment in New Oxford Street. Normally I wouldn't identify one of these places or any of the women who work there. Most of these Chinese places offering acupuncture and herbal treatments as well as massage would not want people to know that anything sexual happens on their premises. This place is a bit different.

I had got some information from readers of this blog about a place in Charing Cross Road that I have been to several times and posted on. One is that Claire is no longer there, but also that she would take her clothes of for payment. When I had seen Claire she had not offered to do this for me. Perhaps she only did it for her regular customers. If I had known this I would have gone to see her again. The other information is that Kelly doesn't offer anything sexual. I had been to see Kelly when I wanted half an hour straight massage and no sexual services had been offered.

So it does seem that some Chinese women who give massage don't offer anything extra, and some offer a limited sexual service. The place I went to on Tuesday is different, you can get pretty much whatever you want. I had heard about this place a few times, it used to be called San Ling. When I went in there the receptionist asked me what kind of massage I wanted. She told me to go downstairs to one of the rooms and she would join me.

I went down the stairs and there were two young women sitting on a sofa. I said hello to them and then tried to find the specified room. It smelled a bit musty but it seemed clean enough. I went in and the receptionist came in after me. I had already told her I wanted a wanted a 45 minute massage, which is £35. She asked me if I wanted a body-to-body massage where the woman is naked. I said I would. She asked me what else I wanted. I said that I'm not sure what you call it, a 'happy ending'? She said yes. I gave her £75 in all and she left.

This is different from other places where I have been to. Usually it seems that the receptionist has no idea what is going on, and what happens is a private agreement between the masseuse and her client. I took off all my clothes and sat on the massage couch. I had thought that the receptionist might be the one giving the massage, but in walked a beautiful smiling young woman. Her name is Lily and she is half Chinese and half Japanese.

She asked me to lie on my front on the massage couch and she started the massage. Some time later I could hear what sounded like her taking her clothes off. She got on top of me, continued to massage me and pressed her body onto mine. Then it was time for me to turn over and get a good look at her. I think she is lovely, although some would say she's a bit podgy and her breasts are a bit on the small side. That is fine with me though. She has lots of pubic hair as do most of these oriental women.

She is very smiley and friendly and asked me what I would like. She told me she could give me oral sex. I think she said it would be without a condom, but I'm not sure. She said that I could fuck her if I wanted. I think she said it would be another £20 for each of these. I told her I didn't have any more money. She asked me how much money I had and I told her I only had £5.

Lily put some oil on my willy and started to masturbate me. I wanted her to talk dirty to make it more exciting. I told her that next time I'm going to fuck her. She knew how to make it more exciting for me and she put one foot on the couch and started playing with her pussy. She did this quite vigorously, moaning and saying "Next time you fuck me, yeah?". She got onto the couch with me, sitting astride it facing me, and wanked me.

Later on that day I wanted to go somewhere else. I was hoping Ivy might be at 8 Greek Street. I have seen her a couple of times this year. I like 8 Greek Street because the pricing structure is simpler than all the other walk ups in Soho. You pay £20 for each 10 minutes, and you don't get charged extra if you want to do different things.

I had been to see Monica at 70A Berwick Street a week or two before. I told her I would like her to play with my willy till it gets big and then I would like to fuck her. If I had asked for just one of these things she would have charged me £20, but the two of them together meant I had to pay another £10. It was the same when I had seen Rebecca at 1 Bateman Street.

If I had wanted 20 minutes instead of 10, Monica would have charged me £50 instead of £20, even if I had wanted to do only one thing. While I was waiting for Monica I took a photo of the 'menu' that they have on the wall explaining their charges. You can click on this picture to get a bigger picture

Ivy wasn't there at 8 Greek Street so I thought I would try Cherry. Cherry is a nice young Romanian woman, not the most beautiful or raunchiest of women in Soho but I liked her. She was wearing a nurses uniform, which is unusual because they usually charge more for wearing uniforms. It was white with a little red cross on the chest. I don't think she knew it was a nurses uniform because at the end when I was putting my clothes back on and she was sitting on the edge of the bed I said "You look like a nurse". She said "Thank you". I said "Do you know what a nurse is?". She looked confused so I said "Works in a hospital?". Her English isn't bad but it's not fluent.

I lay on the bed and Cherry lay next to me. She played with my will till it got hard and then got a condom out. She put the condom on and we changed positions so that she was lying on the bed with me kneeling between her legs. She put some lubrication onto the condom and I lowered myself down on top of her. She took my erection in her hand and guided it into her pussy.

Later we lay on the bed together till my time was up. I wanted to finger her so she put some lubricant on the end of my index finger. I moved my finger up and down the cleft of her vulva, onto the clitoris, and then gently into her vagina. Most women in Soho would not allow this.

I had spent nearly £100 that day. £75 to Lily and £22 to Cherry. It would have been better for me to spend half an hour at either 8 Greek Street or the House of Divine. This would have cost me £60. I liked Chinese massage when I thought that it was something different from prostitution. Now it seems just the same so there's no point. I would still go to see Claire again though if that was possible. Perhaps I could persuade her to take her dress off. As the great comedian Max Miller once put it in a poem.

I like the girls that do
I like the girls that don't
I hate the girl who says she will
And then she says she won't.

But the girl that I like the best of all
(I think you'll say I'm right)
Is the girl who says she never would
But looks as though she might.

another false statistic from a feminist

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walk ups in Shepherd Market

Sometimes I have a little walk around Mayfair. It is the only other place in London where there are walk ups. I did go into one once but it seems to be more expensive than in Soho, so I have never actually punted there. I took some photos a week or so ago. The doorways look the same as in Soho, so if you've never seen the entrance to a Soho walk up this is what they look like. You can click on a photo to get a slightly bigger image.

 The photos are of:-
36 Shepherd Market
50A Shepherd Market
52 Shepherd Market
30 Shepherd Market
19 Trebeck Street
the final photo is of the square in Shepherd Market where two of the walk ups are (36 and 50A)