Up and Away with Sasa at Cloud 9
It's unusual for me to refer to women this way, even sex workers, but when it comes to Sasa it simply must be said: this girl is one hot piece of ass.
After experiencing her several days ago in a three-way with the amazing Kayla, I couldn't help but be curious about her skills one-on-one. I texted the ever-reliable Amy and set up a time to conduct the necessary research.
Upon arrival, Amy, who greeted me warmly with a kiss and a hug (she's the best!) informed me that the VIP room (my preferred den of debauchery) was out of commission for the day. Not to worry, however, as the upstairs rooms have their own unique charms. So, I made myself cozy in the second room on the right and within a minute or so, sexy Sasa made her entrance.
She wore a tiny blue cocktail dress that fit her petite frame snugly and barely harnessed her substantial and expertly enhanced rack. I just adore Sara's disposition: she's smooth, funny, and up for anything. Naturally, her looks only enhance her charm: long black hair, beautiful round face, and striking facial features make her quite the package, all told.
She immediately remembered me from the other day and asked, "Just me today? No double?" "Nope," I replied, "today I'm here for you and you alone. " "Half hour?" she asked? "Yes," I replied. "Okay, I love you, my half-hour husband. " LOL. Then she wandered over to the small cabinet at the foot of the massage table and grabbed the can of cold brew I had brought in with me. "This coffee?" she asked. "Yes, try some," I replied. She sat on the edge of the massage table and took a sip. "Ah, coffee, I like. " Then she handed it back to me and fell backwards onto the table, with her legs in the air. All it took was one glance at that chean-shaven kitty to hype me up, so I put down my coffee and dove into her sweet pussy while she played with her clit with one hand and puffed on her e-cig with the other. Something about the combination of these activities got me seriously aroused. She thrust her pelvis upward, squeezed her legs around my head, and moaned, "yes baby, I come, I come," while furiously rubbing her clit while I licked like a thirsty cat eager to lift the last drops of milk out of the bowl.
While her orgasm was most likely bullshit, I didn't care. It was a hot performance nonetheless.
I stood up and got underdressed while she flipped onto her back, hung her head off the side of the table, and, when it was presented to her, grabbed my throbbing member and stuck it down her throat. Damn, what a view. She placed her hands against my quads while I grabbed her tits and face fucked her from above. I won't soon forget the way her throat bulged with each deep thrust. She couldn't take me all the way down, but she gave it her all, and I was disappointed.
But, ready for her to give my cock (ahem) a full throated endorsement, I told her to get on her knees, which she promptly did. What ensued was a BBBJ for the ages. She sucks cock incredibly well, and I just love the way her ample tits jiggle while she's doing it.
Soon she made it clear she was ready to fuck. She reached for the condoms on the nearby cabinet, suited me up, and hopped onto the table. I joined her. Legs spread, cock inserted, and we were off.
At this point I noticed the mirror situated at the top of the massage table to the left; it was placed perfectly for maximum effect. As Sasa reached back her sinewy arms and lowered her right knee so as not to obstruct the view, an intense bit of missionary fucking got underway that made me think I might want to use this room — and this mirror — more often. What a view.
Sasa brought her A-game performance-wise, pressing her torso into mine, and moaning consistently throughout: "oh my husband, fuck-a me harder," and later, "I want your cum baby; come on-a my face. " At the end of my previous session with Sasa and Kayla, Sasa claimed that no one had ejaculated on her face before. I find this impossible to believe: Sara's an experienced sex pot who's clearly fucked and sucked more dudes that I can possibly imagine. The chance that she hadn't been facialized prior to our last encounter is less than zero. Anyway, here she was again, saying no one had done it before me and that she wanted it that jizz. Well, bullshit or not, I wasn't about to deny her request. I pulled out, tossed the bag, straddled her upper torso, placed her arms back, and shot a ridiculously large load all over her face and chest. She was such a mess that I had just a passing twinge of guilt. But then she started laughing and my guilt immediately disappeared. I handed her a towel as she got off the table saying, "I go shower. " That's an excellent idea, Sasa!
I soon joined her and was pleased to see her smiling, in good spirits, and happy to soap me up and wash me off. "You okay?" I asked. "Oh yes, I love it. I love my daddy's cum. " LOL. This fucking place, man. I love it here.
Anyway, I headed back to the room as she finished rinsing herself, got dressed, and left my donation on a nearby countertop. Soon Sasa appeared wrapped tightly in a towel looking sexy as always. I had to run, but we did have just enough time for a little small talk, a few laughs. , and a quick check-in with Amy on the way out.
Amy left me with a hug and a kiss as I exited the building and made my way back into the much less satisfying real world.
If it isn't obvious, yes, I recommend you see Sasa. She's built for sex and doesn't disappoint. And yes, she's bonafide hot piece of ass.
Blasting off with Bobo at Cloud 9
I received a text Friday morning from Amy informing me that a new girl had started at C9 to replace the short-lived Yoyo. This new girl, Bobo, sported a pair of plump, natural Cs and, according to Amy, was a "pro. " This description, along with the photo Amy sent, piqued my interested and, despite having way too much on my plate at the time, persuaded me to make the trek to Culver City. Somehow I found the time to pay Bobo a visit.
And I'm glad I did.
Amy greeted me in the lobby as usual and once again led me to one of the upstairs rooms because the VIP room was still unavailable (due to renovations or some such). The upstairs rooms are spacious and comfortable, so, I was unfazed. As Amy I got reacquainted, Bobo stormed in simply bursting with energy and enthusiasm. She immediately wrapped her arms around me and started DFK, which worked for me, as I'm always down to minimize the small talk and get down to business. Amy got the message, and made her exit. I nodded goodbye whilst cupping Bobo's ample Cs and wrapping my tongue around the one she seemed determined to stick down my throat.
Bobo is, in my view, the ideal spa girl: she's maybe 5' 2" tops; she has a beautiful oval face framed by long black hair; she has a killer pair of big, natural C-cup tits set on a petite frame; and she's teeming with the kind of fuck-me-now energy that you just don't find— at least I don't— among independent providers (especially white ones, LOL). She's a fuck toy extraordinaire.
After the usual "oh, I like-a you, you so handsome" bullshit, I picked her up (she's light as a feather), put her legs on my shoulders (so she could sit facing me), and walked her over to the wall where she could rest her head and lean back while I licked her sweet kitty. She seemed a bit surprised by this maneuver— "you strong, oh my god"— but was down to go with the flow. After a brief DATY session, I put her down and, while pressing down on her shoulders, told her it was time to suck my cock.
And suck it she did.
She started by taking me as far down as she could and, while keeping me in her mouth, placed her hands on my quads. Then began the head bobbing, which was impressive, especially given how much she could take down her throat: while her nose couldn't quite reach my pelvis, I was nevertheless satisfied, as I held her hair back with one hand and clasped her neck with the other, with the bulge that formed in her little throat as I slowly but relentlessly pressed her head further and further down. When she came up for air, she began to head-bob a bit more quickly, which did cause her teeth to get in the way a bit, but not so much that it took away from the sheer pleasure otherwise brought on by the experience.
Before long I picked her up, flipped her around, and had her bend over and place her hands on the nearby sofa. She did so, bringing her knees into the sofa as well so as to raise her tasty kitty-asshole combo right up to my lips as I kneeled down. I enjoyed a tasty meal here that I highly recommend!
Bobo is fairly vocal during DATY / DATO— "oh, lick-a my pussy daddy, lick-a my ass" and even more so, as I soon discovered, whilst being ploughed. Once she suited me up, I placed her onto the massage table and climbed on top of her. Legs in the air, she guided me in and then stretched her arms way back while exhaling heavily and steadily whispering, "oh, fuck-a me, I love your big-a dick, fuck-a me," sometimes looking up at me, and other times looking in the mirror, which was positioned directly behind her.
Bobo is seriously great in mish: I love the way she stretches and squirms; not too much, but just enough to give the impression that she's really enjoying herself.
Soon I heard those magic words, "cum in my mouth, on-a my face," and off came the bag as I straddled her upper torso. She provided me with the perfect canvas: arms back, mouth open, tongue out, eyes closed. I unleashed one of my biggest loads to date, absolutely covering her little face, with one rope landing in her hair. Her mouth opened and beckoned me to insert my cock, which I did for a post-load suck session. Blinded though she was, my girl Bobo soldiered on, placing my pleasure above all else. My kind of girl.
I made my way off the table and handed her several wipes, which she gladly took. Standing up and admiring herself in the mirror she said, "wow, baby; too much; so many babies in-my hair, on-a my face. " LOL.
Anyway, we made our way to the shower where Bobo rinsed off her face and then proceeded to soap me down and wash me off. All the usual discourse ensued: "l like-a you; you fuck-a me good; you come back tomorrow, ok?" I left her to finish cleaning herself and headed across the hall the get dressed. Amy popped in to see how things went. Naturally I gave Bobo high marks. She's easily one of the best I've had anywhere. I can't wait to fuck her again.
Dressed and ready to go, I received one last kiss from Bobo who had just exited the shower room wrapped in a towel, and from Amy, who held my hand as she lead me to the exit and pulled back the curtain to reveal the harsh sunlight and indifference of the real world.
