Breanna at Revive (accidently)

[Amanda Ramsbottom]

Early in September I had sworn off indulging in this hobby until the new year as I felt that it was bordering on becoming a "sex addiction," if such a tragic (sarcasm) affliction truly exists. Anyrate, this summer the frequency of my sessions had accelerated to the point where even my usually meek and miniscule conscience found the strength to chew through his ball-gag and scream "STOP!" I was spending way too much money. Damn the girls in this town and this part of the country are just too frickin hot and good at their work!

I am somewhat proud of myself for holding out this long. Working full time and spending all my spare time buried under four thick textbooks in order to upgrade my trade ticket was just getting to be too much. It was time to bring down the cookie jar from the top shelf once again. I promised myself to choose my next companion carefully so not to get back in to my old habit of justifying a session shortly after a disappointing one to compensate which, of course, was never good enough and justified another and so on, and so on.

Hmmm. I am a sucker for a session that begins with a near-professional calibre massage where the lady is skilled and sensual and not just going through the motions. For me, being touched and teased is just as delightful of a treat as all of the naughty parts. I had been interested in checking out Revive for a while and thought that licenced massage practitioner Anya would be a wise choice. 6 feet tall! Wow! Sold! My appointment was booked at 10:15am for 11:15. No problem.

I was maybe a couple of minutes late as I couldn't find parking. I was greeted in the foyer by Breanna, a smiling young ebony lady in a corset that gave her such delicious looking deep, deep cleavage. I told her my name and that I had an appointment with Anya. She turned and led me down the hall offering up a view of of her lovely smooth caramel-coloured legs and most of her full, round ass undulating down the hardwood. I was mezmerized. Peaches, plums, peaches, plums I gots to check out those buns. Next year, I thought to myself (...sure). Breanna led me into a dim and tastefully done red and black room with an enormous shower and a double wide massage table. Nice. Have a seat and I'll get Anya, she says. More than a few minutes pass. Uh oh. Something's up. Then clicking heels coming down the hallway, yay. The door opens and it's Breanna again. "I'm sorry sweetie, Anya knows your here but she has not arrived for work yet and we can't reach her. Would you like to wait a little while longer?" Oh, I hope she's ok. Sure. Again, more than a few minutes and Breanna reappears. "Sorry, it's very unlike her to blow off an appointment, but we can't reach Anya. Would you like to keep waiting? I am available too, by the way, and another girl, Savannah (a blonde I remembered from the website), will be here in five minutes." Sure I'll wait again. Of course it's Breanna who reappears and apologizes that Savannah is in fact booked and I was welcome to use the waiting room. Whah? Noooo. I spent so much time choosing a playmate. .....Peaches, plums, peaches, plums.... Now I'm thinking that there's nothing wrong with chocolate but vanilla done right is what I came for and I had chocolate on my last trip to where they treat you right. What to do? ....Peaches, plums, peaches, plums..... Ok Love, I'll stay for an hour with you ($$.4 for FS).

I lay down on the table and my companion climbs up beside me and applies some lotion and lightly smears it on my back. We have some run-of-the-mill chit-chat while she keeps lightly and erratically rubbing. Great, another "mechanic" I thought to myself. Whoa ho ho was I wrong! Our lovely was just warming up! Her hands were firm and theraputic one second and light and teasing another. She secretly removed her lingerie and surprised me with a taught nipple that creeped it's way down my spine and through the cleft of my ass. Goosebumps. More magical hands interspersed with teasing rubs from breasts, thighs and chins all the while her long, light and soft curls carressing me. She forced my legs apart and reached under and cupped me. Desired effect acheived. I was expecting the command to roll over, but she released me and continued her teases for so many more delicious minutes. I couldn't take her second cupping. But she beat me to the punch and asked for me to roll over. My smiling lovely then tenderly and slowly suckled Little Oskie. More excellent skills and again for longer than expected. She then straddled me and finally I was treated to the view of all of her warm and wonderful curves that teased me so well earlier. It didn't take long watching her big natural breasts and her beautiful hair dance dance in front of me to succumb to the urge to grab that ass and pound as hard as I could.

Despite the awkward and unexpected start. This turned into a great session afterall. I will likely return to see Breanna when I reconvene my hobby next year (hahahaha...). Afterall, it was her magnificent ass that sold me, but she got me so worked up, I never lasted long enough to pay attention to it!

 

[Unworthy King]

Hate it when people dont make their appointments. that's really a make it
or break it deal for me. broken appt without any notice is simply rudeness.


Breanna sounds nice, gotta love that reaching under, I usually only get that
lil move from the asian ladies.

 

[Katie B]

Breanna is bangin'...!! She's my workout buddy. Seeing that ass of hers as she runs....omg....incredible...