Let me get something out of the way regarding LfG then I'll try not to speak of it again. Feel free to skip the next paragraph and jump straight to the review.

 

After 15 years of loyal custom, 76 punts and a multitude of reviews of ladies at this once hallowed establishment, LFG now officially and irreconcilably shits me. The new owner (bless his heart) fucked me over for seven dollars to use the EFTPOS. I don't mind paying for the punt but as a matter of principle, seven dollars for "nothing" is horse shit. I politely shared my concerns with the receptionist who had the temerity to say that none of it went to LfG, it was all passed through to the bank. Last visit they didn't honour the old FF card, this time the EFTPOS scandal.

 

Now that's off my chest, it's time to move on.

 

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On meeting Michelle, I immediately decided to try this young, flirty BBW. Although my initial guess of Michelle's age was early twenties she later stated that she was 27. She was average height with short dark hair. She would have been size 18 to 20 or there abouts with pendulous breasts. She was dressed in an outfit that exaggerated her assets. She intro'd well, offering passionate and intimate times and demonstrating good humour and a warm attitude.

 

The alternatives were June, a mature Asian lady offering a similar service, Vicky a young OK looking Asian girl who didn't care to hang around for a chin wag and Allysa who was a large, mature Asian lady descriptively offering a "very special" BJ. Ironically, after all these years it would have been only the second "very special" BJ at this once fine establishment.

 

The receptionist called out to Michelle as we walked back to reception and the dreaded EFTPOS machine. She stood and watched the whole episode with an interested smile on her face. Michelle elected to go to the blue room which is not my fav but it's not a bad room.

 

In the shower I noticed the new owners (bless their soul) have ceased putting mouth wash in the rooms and the soap is in a cheap-arse dispenser on the floor instead of the proper one on the wall. It's times like this when you're glad for carrying a small stash of essentials in the backpack.

 

I finished the shower and began looking out the window at The G, in reverie about what joy or misery the next week or so may bring as the Cats are up against it. Just as Pods was about to slot through the sealer in the granny, I was snapped back from a very happy place by the groan of floor boards which signalled Michelle's return. I jumped on the bed and dangled the towel over my middle.

 

Michelle carried out a little more prep work, most of which she had completed before leaving me to shower. She put about six condoms on the edge of the bed which must have brought a look of astonishment to me face, she responded with,

 

"No, I'm not that good."

 

I replied,

 

"I was thinking the same."

 

We both just looked at each other, metaphorically scratching our heads, probably both thinking how both those sentences could be taken two ways and who really meant what.

 

Michelle sat on top of me and commenced kissing to which I found myself warming. Then out of the blue she jumped off, fossicked around in her bag for something I assumed was mouthwash, took a big swig and spat it in the shower.

 

Seeking a message in her action, I asked,

 

"Should I do the same?"

 

To which she replied,

 

"No your fine."

 

I said,

 

"Just for the record I thought you were fine too."

 

She said,

 

"If we're going to kiss like that I just wanted to do that, it made me feel better."

 

.....banter ..... banter ...... blah .... blah ...... blah.....

 

That unnecessary distraction out of the way we resumed. Michelle's kissing style was pleasant but kind of erratic. Spells of nice, wet energetic kisses with a shy but darting tongue interspersed with spells of slow, almost stationary resting of lips on lips.

 

Eventually, she transitioned down my chest for some nibbles and nips on my nipples. It was quite pleasant but a little too enthusiastic at times then on down to flexi for a pretty reasonable blow job. All of a sudden it came upon me that I wanted more of those gymungous breasts so I'd drag her up the bed a little so I could wallow in them, squeeze them, pat them, lick and suck her nipples and just enjoy totally immersing myself in the weighty softness of her huge natural, fleshy, mountainous breasts.

 

After a little more CBJ I asked for sixty-nine to which she agreed but stipulated it was to be on the side rather than the traditional top/bottom approach. I can laugh about it now but it was frustrating more than funny at the time. Lol, I'd never felt so clumsy. Sixty-nine on the side is not easy and no matter how much wriggling and squirming we did, it was a disaster. It would've made for good pornographic comedy. What a sight it must have been. Made me reflect that a fellow member recently changed his name from Hardon to Floppie. I reckon I ought to change from Flexi to Stiffy. Hmm, maybe not. Eventually we wound up with me on top in any case but it never really worked.

 

Next Michelle says,

 

"Tell me what else you like."

 

In a moment of uncertainty I rushed the words,

 

"I rather like rimming."

 

"I find that a big turn off."

 

"No, no, sorry, I meant on you, not me."

 

"I know what you meant."

 

"OK fine, how about we just fuck then."

 

And we did. Starting with mish with her knees lifted, it felt very pleasant and I could feel the pressure build so needed to slow down a bit. We then moved to the old faithful, mish with legs together. We shagged and kissed until I had a pretty string organism.

 

It must sound like we'd been at it for hours but we were probably only 20 min in to a 30 min booking. Michelle offered me a back massage which was quite strong in a good way.

 

She informed me while she massaged that she is half Mauritian and half French. I'd picked her for being part Aborigine given her dusky skin and broad features. Michelle is interesting to chat with, she's well read and well travelled. A tad opinionated perhaps, and quite bossy, but that usually makes for interesting discussion.

 

Despite the unco antics in the middle part of the punt and the bossiness, I found the overall experience to be fairly positive and it still brings a chuckle when I think about the two of us unceremoniously flailing about like upside-down turtles while trying to gain purchase on each others naughty bits.

 

Sadly, Michelle was an avid Pies fan and let me know all about it.

 

With a brush of our cheeks we bade our farewells each with a parting good humoured jibe about the footy.

 

Source: Ladies For Gentlemen - September 2011 - Michelle