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I broke bread with this chic the day before Christmas. I was surfing backpage on Christmas Eve, why, and text a few chics, but I just couldn't do it. I could tell from the addresses that they gave me, that the majority of those chics were hood chics and I wasn't trying to have a bloody Christmas. I called 2 other chics with Buckhead addresses and they both gave me decent rates for their areas. I thought about seeing both of them, but I just kept it to one since this chics pics seemed more authentic than the other.
The other chic's pics seemed to be pulled directly from a magazine somewhere. I spoke with this one earlier in the morning, but she said she didn't have a room yet and would call me in the afternoon when she got one. She finally got one after lunch time and wanted me to come at a certain time before she had to go pick up mommy. Mommy, I love you. I couldn't make it at that time, so we re-scheduled for an hour later.
An hour later, she called me when she arrived to her hotel and told me I can start heading over there. I did just that and made my way to her nice upscale 4-5 star hotel downtown. Pretty nice, but I'm always a bit on edge going into these upscale hotels. You know security is always watching the comings and goings. I got to her hotel's entrance and noticed a black security guard at the entrance. Rats!! Those are the worse ones. You know those fools always got to play Super Negro.
As soon as I got into the hotel, I started calling her on my phone as I didn't want to look suspicious walking through the hotel aimlessly. As I got her on the phone, the stupid black dude security guard started asking me which room am I looking for. I immediately made up some fictitious room number while hoping this broad gives me her room number, so I wouldn't look stupid standing there. The security then asked me which number again as the lady at the front desk is now steering me down. I told him the number again and he says, "oh I thought you said 277, because there is no such room number". Ok, Super Negro.
He told me where the elevators were as all this chic on the phone would only tell me to call her when I got to the elevators. I have to make it pass the Super Negro security and the front desk attendant first, lady. Sheesh. Just give me the room number and tell me where the elevators are before I get in, so I wouldn't look stupid and suspicious out there. She needs to work on that. I finally got to the elevators and called her to find out what to do next. Non-vipers, you know what to do next. VIP'ers, read on. Will I repeat, maybe. She's in a very nice hotel and has a nice body on her, but she needs to be upfront about her rates and perform all services.
I got into the elevator and called her for the floor number. She relays to me, "PH" and I'm like hold up, that's the Penthouse. Before I got there, she did tell me that she only stays in suites, but I had no idea it was a Penthouse suite. Damn! I was beginning to think this was a police set up too, as I don't know too many backpage chic's working out of penthouses. I got up to her floor and started looking for her room number. Rooms were numbered weirdly, but I found it after a few minutes of roaming the halls.
I knocked on her door and it was opened immediately by a brown-skinned chic standing infront of it. I walked on in and said my greetings after she told me to come in. This chic looks pretty nice. She was wearing a black bra with a black dress down bottom. Looked like she just came from picking up mommy. Hello Mommy. I'm about to give your daughter some Christmas Kane. Via text, she told me that she was 5'5 123 lbs and she looked every bit of it. She was an athletic looking honey.
Room was kinda small for a penthouse, too. Looked more like a studio if you ask me, but I bet it cost an arm and a leg. We gots ta talking for a minute and I finally hesitantly gave her the donation. I don't know, she was kind of quiet a bit and I had a suspicion that the police were about to jump out at me from somewhere. She took the donation, which was 80 bones for 15 minutes, and placed it deep down in her purse. While she was doing so, she told me that it was $100 for the qv, not $80.
Say what? Run that by me again, lady. I told her that her ad said $80 qv, but she swore to me that it never said that. I started reaching for my phone to show it to her, but she just walked towards me and started stripping. I was still a bit apprehensive as I wasn't too certain about this chic. I still couldn't come to the realization that a backpage chic would be working out of a hotel like this. She sat on her bed in the buff before I decided to follow suit, while keeping an eye on the door to see if the po po would come charging in.
I was now in my Christmas suit and no one came barging through the door, so I was now at ease. Her body, I'd say is an athletic body. Her breastesses' looked like low C cups and they were like 90% firm and tight. Not all the way firm but they were definitely nice to look at with eraser thick nipples. I'd still rate the girls as "super nice". Her stomach was flat, with no stretch marks or any signs of childbirth and her ass, it was an avltethic ass. It was between average and athletic.
It was not all the way tight and firm. It needed a little more definition to it, but it was very smooth and clean. A nice young ass to look at. No stretch marks or cellulite on it at all. Her body overall was pretty nice too. After we were both in our Christmas suits, she reached into her purse and produced one of those thick garbage bag magnum condoms and handed it to me. I asked her if we could use one of mines instead and she said, "sure". I furnished my own thin condom and placed it on my limp noodle all by myself with no help from her at all.
She then started rubbing on my chest and arms, then started kissing me all over my chest, nipples, and neck. Nice foreplay! While she was doing that, she was also covered hand jobbing me. Great! No sucky sucky. The foreplay was nice enough though as she was moaning while kissing all over my body. I started massaging her erect eraser nipples as she kissed away. I started kissing her neck as well and thought, damn, this chic maybe GFE. I quickly squashed that idea when I started smelling a heavy scent of weed and tobacco on her breath. I guess she blazed a few on her way back from picking up mommy. LOL.
I tell ya. These backpage chics are all the same, whether Bankhead or Buckhead. Anyways, she kissed me off and hand jobbed me for a good 5 minutes, before looking down at my cock and assuming that I was ready. I was about 3/4th's stiff at the time, but felt the need to move things right along. She also pulled the freaking condom all the way up as it was only on the head of my cock at the time. I just rolled it all the way down with the sides of my hand before she asked me which position I wanted. I opted for doggie, as usual. She bent that nice ass and spread over for me in doggie and awaited my arrival.
I entered her in doggie and gots ta stroking. I didn't feel any heat, warmth or grip, but she did have some medium friction on her walls. I stroked her walls out in doggie as she was giving me some good moans and light throw back as she got adjusted to my size. I stroked her walls out in doggie and mixed in some dirty talk too as she was giving me some good feedback. At least she's active in her craft. I stroked her out for a good 7 minutes, then started giving it to her good before feeling that oh so familiar feeling coming over me.
I blew a medium load in the cover and pulled out after 6 more strokes and told her that I was done with her. She turned around and started laughing for whatever reason. I guess I fucked her silly? I think? She then got off the bed and went to the bathroom to clean up. She asked me if I wanted a rag and I said, sure. She handed me a wet warm rag and I used it to take the spent shell off my dong. I placed it on top of a dresser and she said, "You placed it in the rag". I guess I was supposed to place it on the floor? Dunno.
She went into the bathroom again and this time came back out with some toilet paper. That good ole toilet paper. Never leave home without it. I placed the wrapper and cover in the toilet paper and placed it in my pants pocket to take it out with me. She never told me to do so, I just took it upon myself to remove the evidence. I got dressed and she led me to the door with a towel wrapped around her. There were no fool odors anywhere as she didn't smell like anything. Thank God.
I said my condolences as she hid behind the door while letting me out. As I got downstairs, the security guard asked me if I found the room that I was looking for. I told him, yes, and he said, "That wasn't the room that you went to". I immediately held up my phone and told this Super Negro that the person I came to see gave me the wrong room number. I already knew his Super Negro ass along with the front desk white lady was watching me go up to the room on camera. That's exactly why I don't like going to these upscale hotel, especially when there is a black security guard. These suckas always trying to show off for the man. Trying to go above and beyond the call of duty.
After I got outside, I text the chic and let her know that she's being watched. She said that was her first day there, but you got to watch it in those type of hotels. Security and front desk won't let that type of activity manifest in their hotels. Chic needs to come down a notch and work out of a 3 star hotel. That hotel that she is working out of is too good to be doing this line of work in. She needs to start putting it in her mouth as well if she wants to charge $100 for a qv. I don't know if an $80 qv is standard no oral from her, but if it is, she won't last long. She's a nice girl and I may repeat again if she gets her act together and come down a few stars on her location. Go easy on the weed smoking too. No one wants to smell weed on a chic's breath. I'll give her a "7" in looks and a "6" in performance, nonetheless.
