more surprises in Soho

I never know what I'm going to see when I go to Soho. On Friday I wandered around. I often see celebrities there. I saw Bob Mortimer of Vic and Bob fame. Without thinking I raised my hand in greeting, and he looked a bit puzzled as if he was thinking 'Do I know this person or does he just recognize me from the telly?'.

I've seen Bill Nighy sitting outside the Italian deli on the corner of Greens Court. Years ago I saw Suggs sitting outside Bar Italia, and more recently Rupert Everett sitting outside the restaurant next door. I even saw Billie Piper once.

I popped in to the internet cafe in Manette Street hoping to get some ideas about what I could do. Someone had left a comment on the blog about a new Chinese masseuse he had seen. She seemed very intriguing. I decided to try and find her. He didn't give me her name but he'd told me where she works.

I went to the place, said I wanted a massage, and asked who they had there that day. The girl in reception gave me a name that I didn't recognize. I asked if she's new. She said she is, so I handed over my £25 to her and sat down and waited.

A woman came up the stairs and greeted me. She looked around 30 and was reasonably attractive. She led me down to a small room with a massage table. She went out of the room and I took off my clothes. She had a strange massage technique, very vigorous, not the usual Chinese massage at all. I wondered where she had learned it.

I wasn't sure if I was in the mood for anything sexual, but when she asked me if I wanted her to wank me I thought yes. Often the women at these places handle my cock too delicately and it doesn't stimulate me enough. I thought maybe she would grasp it firmly and be quite vigorous. I gave her £20, and then the other £10 that I had in my wallet.

I thought I was just going to get a wank, with her naked or half naked. There's something quite innocent about a pretty Chinese girl wanking a man. That's part of the attraction. What I got from this woman though wasn't innocent. We did things that most Soho walk up girls would never do.

After taking her dress off, she got on top of me and rubbed herself up and down. This is called body to body. Then she started wanking me, encouraging me to touch her. I put my hand between her legs from behind and touched her pussy. I then tried to find her bum hole. I found it and after a while I had my finger all the way up her bum.

She pushed her finger up my bum too. They sometimes do this, and often they refer to it as prostate massage. She moved over so that I could suck a breast. Then she put her face next to my cock and smiled as if she wanted me to come all over her face. All of this without me asking.

I've never been with someone who did all this. My guess is that she's worked as a prostitute for years in Asia. Maybe Singapore, Hong Kong or Shanghai. She's come to England and got herself a job in a Chinese medical establishment and she's determined to make as much money as she can.

I wandered around Soho again and in Tisbury Court I saw a very thin scruffy girl who started talking to me. I told her that I knew who she is. I couldn't think of her name though. I said "You're the missing girl". She told me her name is Elise Langham. A couple of years ago I saw a police poster with photos of people who'd been given ASBOs banning them from Soho. One photo was of a girl who I thought I'd seen around Soho. I Googled her name and there were several newspaper articles about a missing girl who everyone was worried about.

She told me that her ASBO had run out so she's back in Soho. Later on I thought I saw Elise trying to get into a block of flats in Greens Court.

I decided to go and see Lily in Greek Street. By now it was early evening. There were people standing outside pubs in Bateman Street and Greek Street. Anybody wanting to go up the stairs of the walk ups would have to walk past them.

When I came out again a woman said "Did you have a good time?". I ignored her and continued walking. There were a few cheers as I walked away. I've never had that before. So Friday for me was a day of surprises and new experiences.

Tisbury Court

Soho and suburbia

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3 Thai massages-pleasure and pain

In the past couple of months I have had three Thai massages in different towns, Liverpool, Penzance and today Chester. I was offered hand relief in the first two, I didn't have to ask. The massage itself is surprisingly cheap, £35 for an hour. The hand relief however cost £40, which is more than I'm used to paying. In Liverpool it was Mayuree Thai Massage in Berry Street. In Penzance it was Oriental Thai Massage in Albert Street.

Today I was in Chester and I went to ThaiNamoon in Brook Street. I wasn't offered hand relief or any other sexual service. What I got was a quite painful massage, different from any massage I have had before. She located knots of muscle in my back and tried to get rid of them by putting her body weight onto them through her elbow (at least I think that's what she was doing, I couldn't actually see lying on my tummy). I knew that it was doing me good though and I'm pleased I had it. Going for a Thai massage is a bit like Russian Roulette, you can't predict if it will be pleasure or pain. Thai Roulette, perhaps.

A couple of months ago I was wandering around Chinatown in London and I let a young woman persuade me to part with £50 for a 4-hands massage. She said it was cheaper because I hadn't been there before and tried it. This was at Natural Wellness/Heavenly Touch 15 Brewer Street. I have had a 4-hands massage a long time ago in Penge but I wasn't offered anything sexual and I didn't like to ask. It was a nice massage in Penge though especially when they started giggling as they were massaging my thighs.

Hand relief was on offer at Natural Wellness but the surroundings weren't conducive to erotic pleasure. Here it felt like I was naked on an operating table with people standing over me prodding me.

Sometimes a reader of my blog sends me an email and tells me about his experiences. I can get quite envious when I read what they have been up to. The guy who went to see Candy at the Red Lotus Spa and she let him put his finger in her bum hole. I wish I'd thought of that when I was with her. When I tried to see her again they told me she'd gone back to China. Another man told me he pays for 90 minute sessions and offers to massage the girl. He told me he licked Claire's pussy at Everwell in Charing Cross Road and I believe him. Yet another of my readers told me about a place in Twickenham where he goes. The girls are young and inexperienced there but are open to persuasion and he is happy to teach them what to do.

Then there's the guy who told me about his body-to-body massage with a pretty girl in Covent Garden. I've seen her, and she is pretty. I can imagine her slippery wet body moving over him and her little titties with hard nipples rubbed up against him. She put her tongue in his mouth.

Poppy again

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.

I saw Poppy on Tuesday for the first time. I was so impressed with her that when she told me she does Thursdays too I wanted to see her again. So that's what I did today.

Poppy looks a bit like this

I tried to get to Soho before any lunchtime rush and I got there just after midday. The maid told me to come back in 10 minutes. There was someone with Poppy and someone else waiting with the maid. I decided I was going to wait around on the stairs otherwise I would lose my place. Another guy came and rang her bell, then went down and rang the bell of the flat below.

A man came down the stairs so I knew I could go up and ring the bell again. The maid invited me in and I sat with her for a while. I asked her if 20 minutes costs £50. At most places it does. She told me that she thinks it is £55, but I would have to ask Poppy. 10 minutes costs £20, so I wasn't sure if I wanted to spend the extra money.

Another guy rang the bell. The maid wanted to know how long I was going to spend. 20 minutes? I had to make a decision so I said yes. She told the guy to come back in 20 minutes.

We talked a bit more before Poppy was free. The maid said they have a phone number now, so that men can make appointments. She's so popular, but then I think most of the Thai girls here at the upper flat of 2 Greens Court are. She said she wasn't sure if she should put the phone number on the internet because it might cause problems for them. I said I thought it would be fine.

Then Poppy was free, and I went up the stairs. I'll never forget the first time I saw Poppy. She was in the bathroom at the top of the stairs and she gave me a lovely smile. I have included a photo of Billie Piper in this post because she does look a bit like this. If you think jet black hair and more oriental eyes then you get the idea.

Poppy greeted me at the top of the stairs. She was wearing more make up than she had done on Tuesday and she was wearing a tarty little dress. When we went into the bedroom she asked if I would like her to take off all her clothes. I said yes then said I liked what she was wearing on Tuesday. She thought and asked me if I meant the massage dress. I had thought it looked like the sort of thing that a massage girl would wear.

I asked her to put that one on, and she said it would cost an extra £10. She's got lots of uniforms. She had two pink short dresses almost identical and asked which one I wanted. I picked one out. I said I wanted her to pretend to be a massage girl and give me a massage. I lay on my tummy and she got some oil and massaged my shoulders.

I told her that when I turn over I'm going to ask her if she does any extras. If she's a good girl then she should say "No. I don't do any extras". If she's a naughty girl then she should say "Yes. I do hand relief". So we did that and she started wanking me, using oil. I asked her if she thought that these Chinese massage girls like to hold a stiff cock in their hands, and she said yes. I asked her if she thought that they liked to see sperm spurting out of the end of a stiff cock, and she said she thought they would.

So she continued wanking me for a while, and then I remembered what I used to do with one of my favourite sex workers. Ivy in Greek Street used to sit between my legs and wank me that way, talking dirty while she did it. We did that for a while and then I said I wanted her to lie on her back with her legs apart. She held open her pussy and I wanked myself till I came.

I asked her how long we've got left and she said 4 minutes. I said we could have a cuddle. We talked while I had my hand on her pussy. I said she doesn't need to wear so much make up because she's a natural beauty. She told me she has different looks because her customers like different things. She can look however a customer wants her to look.