No. 45615 - Published 13 Oct 2004
Arabesque's is not exactly discrete in location on the main road out of Bury, I avoided the lollipop lady this time by crossing further up the road, then managed to walk right past it! Building works are still going on (!) but the rooms have always been comfortable, and the large room upstairs, where I was with the four-poster bed and an en-suite shower is pretty swish nowadays.
Emma is a tall and slim strawberry blonde in her early twenties. Her pale skin was still a little spotty after a bout of chicken pox, but this was a minor blemish on a fine slim body. Like most girls at Arabesque's her boobs are a bit on the small side for my taste, but very nice for all that. She is very pretty, with a sunny smile and a friendly and enthusiastic attitude.
The trouble with parlours which don't offer appointments is that things can be very hit or miss. The last time I visited Arabesque I had to turn around and left when told I'd have to wait an hour, I didn't have the time even if it was to see the delicious Mandy. This time around, I decided on the basis of favourable reports to try and see either Kelly or Emma, but both were busy when I arrived and I was told I have to wait about half an hour to see either of them. This time I wasn't so tight for time so decided to wait.
It was closer to forty than thirty minutes when Emma finally was able to take me upstairs and not being good at waiting, I wasn't really in the best of moods when she did so. Matters were not helped when she encouraged me to have a shower and promptly disappeared for another five or ten minutes. I appreciate that a girl need a bit of a break between sessions, but I was getting a bit cheesed off sitting on the bed waiting for her reappear.
When she did finally return though Emma did her best to make up for it. She started with a massage, I usually try to skip this bit and get onto the nitty gritty, but perhaps wisely decided a massage might smooth my ruffled feathers. It did a good deal more than that, Emma's massage started off soft and relaxing, but quickly moved on to be sensuous and arousing. It certainly a long time since having a massage has got me feeling quite so horny. I had some very pleasant body to body massages in the past, but the way Emma caressed my back with her firm young body was something special and when I turned over, it was more than obvious I was feeling as horny as hell.
"Would you like some oral" she smiled contemplating my boner.
"YES!" was my obvious reply.
"With or without?" Emma asked, explaining without was an extra tenner. I hesitated as I usually do. I dare say my logic is silly but I always wonder if girls charge more for OWO because they don't want to do it, or the parlour gets them make it an extra as a way of keeping the price down. Outside my visits to parlours OWO is either inclusive in the price or not an option and I find this much easier to cope with.
In the event I opted for without and was treated to one of the best blowjobs I have had in ages. I'm almost always on a very short fuse first time out of the gate and feeling so aroused after my massage I didn't expect to last very long. Perhaps I didn't by most people's standard this time either, but Emma managed to keep me from exploding for what seemed an age, while driving me wild with her tongue and lips.
Then slowly and teasingly she began bobbing her head up and down on my cock making my climax build with almost agonising slowness yet with complete inevitability. My whimpers of delight grew in volume until with a choked roar I erupted, squirting my come into her mouth. My climax was so intense my body was shuddering in delight for what seemed and age. Emma smiled at me evidently very pleased with her own performance, and then excused herself for a visit to the bathroom - which was understandable since she seemed disinclined to swallow my offering.
However Emma did not as I expected return in short order, rather once more I was left feeling rather a lemon, as I had to wait another ten minutes before she reappeared. She apologised saying she'd been made to man the phone, which from what I'd seen going on downstairs while waiting was probably true, but it did seem to me that given Emma had a client waiting in the room, the receptionist shouldn't have asked her to do this, and Emma shouldn't have agreed. However it didn't seem worth being critical and I decided that another massage might serve to sooth me again and to restore the atmosphere a bit. This time however I'd massage Emma.
Emma was a bit surprised but seemed to enjoy the gentle back rub I gave her. Suitably appreciative noises followed as she rolled over so I could stroke her firm young boobs. These got louder as I parted her thighs and leant over to bury my face in her pussy. Meanwhile her hands reached between my legs and I was soon stiffening and rising to attention. A minute or two later I found myself standing by the bedside, with Emma's mouth closed over a cock which was once again seriously hard.
"Shall we put a condom on this?" she asked. I nodded in mute agreement. Once I was suitable attired I prepared to move between her legs. Emma asked me to take things carefully to start saying I was a bit 'big' (a little questionable). I did ask she requested though, and after probing her tight pussy with some gentle thrusts to start with, I was soon allowed to hook her legs up over her shoulders so I could plunge my cock deep into her lovely quim. This was great and I gave myself a congratulatory grin as I watched us in the mirror over the bed.
After taking lots of pleasure in this position, I asked Emma if I could take her from behind, and in a moment or two I was pumping away at her firm rump with delight. It was almost too good and I found I had to slow down a bit to avoid a premature end to activities. Getting myself under control I savoured a lovely session of doggy, watching us in the mirror as I shagged the lovely lass.
To finish though I wanted to try something a little different. The room we were in has a couple of large leather armchairs, and I fancied us having a go in one of these. Emma seemed a little surprised, but quite amenable and soon I was sitting down, while she endeavoured to get into the right position. It was a little tricky for her to organise her legs and feet but when she did and when she sank down on my cock it was unbelievable. Emma bounced herself up and down energetically while I just moaned in delight. It took a little time to build up to my climax, but god was it a good one!
Weak kneed I staggered back over to the bed, to re-gather my strength for a moment or two then Emma asked if I'd like to take another shower. I felt it would probably be a good idea, but was a little dismayed when having agreed to this, she promptly said she'd be back in a minute and disappeared again. Well I had my shower, but by now it was no surprise that Emma did not return in anything like a minute. After about ten minutes had passed, I decided to give up and was about to head downstairs on my tod, when she finally reappeared, and I was able to hand over the extra tenner for the OWO, and an additional one for the CIM. Then I was conducted downstairs and with a little kiss was out into the evening sunshine.
Overall: I have to say this was my least happy experience at Arabesque's but my other three visits were all exceptional and so this still has to rate as pretty good. Having to wait so long to see Emma was off-putting but it was my own choice, but it did make her three prolonged absences during the session even more irritating than they would have been otherwise, leaving me feeling I had a lot less than an hour of her company. However the time she did spend with me was pure delight and did a lot to make up hanging around feeling like a prune for so long.
Arabesque's profile on Punternet seems to have grown significantly since I was here last, and rightly so as it is a pleasant little place and all the girls offer a really excellent service, but definitely you want to time your visit for less busy periods (and if anyone knows the secret of doing this can you please let me in on it!)