A rain-soaked day... but the worse the weather, the greater my urge to poon. There's just such an irresistible contrast between the cold, soggy gloom outside and the prospect of cheery cavorting inside.
I park in the Safeway lot across from Rainbow. I’ve been to this place more often than any other AMP—always to see Carmen, a special fav of mine (who went home to China last week). Her roommate Yumi texted me a few days ago, writing that Carmen had told her I was a nice guy, and that she’d like to see me.
In joyous anticipation, without feeling the slightest embarrassment, I decide to enter through Rainbow’s front door facing Kingsway. I ring the bell. When the door isn’t opened right away, I let myself into the reception area and loudly say hello.
After a few seconds a tall Asian lady with lots of exposed skin appears, saying apologetically that she went to the back door—I guess that’s where almost all pooners enter.
I ask for Yumi. The tall lady whose name is Bobo tells me it’s Yumi’s day off. When I ask who’s available she replies, after a slight hesitation, “Only me right now.” Come on, I think, I bet there’re several ladies in the TV room.
But I don’t call Bobo on her lie because I don’t want to embarrass her—she’s obviously hungry for business. She has a welcoming smile and exudes plenty of sex appeal. I find her large-girl physique with those augmented boobs appetizingly shapely, and her face with the fake eye lashes certainly within the parameters of the acceptable.
Taking my shower I’m a little annoyed that the liquid soap bottle is almost empty. Can’t those ladies, with endless time on their hands, make sure everything’s in order before customers arrive?
But when Bobo joins me, I feel instant stirrings of lust. In the glow of the dim red light she seems the perfection of sexiness. We pet a little standing and then cozy up on the massage table where she coaxes Tantalizer into raging tumescence.
Her trimmed, tasty pussy with prominent inner labia seems beautifully responsive to DATY. She reciprocates with a CBJ, rolling on the condom while holding the tip in her mouth. We go into MISH, and she says enthusiastically, “I hope you long time fuck me, not come soon.” Music to my ears…
We do a stretch of intense CG, followed by more CBJ. I’ve now reached my plateau of arousal where the wellsprings of pleasure flow freely. Could it be that I found another treasure, one of those robust Amazons that delight in their own sluttiness and can take some fairly unrestrained pounding?
We have a good 20 min left when suddenly she says, very sweetly: “Can you come in about 10 minutes?” Wow—an unexpected request which contradicts Bobo's own words and my idealized image of her so far. Was her earlier enthusiasm just a façade?
I mumble something like, “Don’t worry, I’ll come soon.” Pretending to work myself into an orgasmic frenzy I get her to cooperate with a few more position changes—DOGGIE, MISH and more CG. After 10 min pass, she seems to think I’ve trouble coming and says, “Can I give you a handjob?”
HJs aren’t something I ever consider when other options are available. Her unwelcome suggestion forcefully reminds me that Bobo isn’t Carmen: no comparison between the two, in terms of an intuitive grasp of a man's sexual ebb and flow.
I explode in ACG and quickly pull out, not wanting to risk any spillage. Bobo gets rid of the condom but makes no move to clean me. She leaves while I shower; comes back to shower herself while I'm dressing; then leaves wordlessly, without offering a hug or help with packing my blanket.
A strange trailing off after a passionate start: I might have come in 10 min anyway, but her explicit attempt to impose her own internal clock on the pacing of my arousal and orgasm deflated my exuberance.
On the way out I encounter her in the hallway—perhaps she's waiting to collect her tip. I sit her down on the couch in the reception area for a heart-to-heart talk. "Listen to me for a minute... Look, Bobo, I've come to Rainbow and other such places many times. You need to be nice to a man during the entire session, not just in the beginning. Never rush. Always be willing to cuddle at the end and be very friendly. You know, Bobo, you rushed me, and you were very cold at the end. So I'm sorry, no tip."
I'm unsure how much Bobo understands. She's from Singapore, said she's 28 and has been in Canada for 2 years—but working on her English during those prolonged waits between customers is clearly not her inclination.
I leave, feeling relaxed enough, but also saddened that, beyond a pleasant physical tumble, we couldn't achieve any credible illusion of human connection.
My subjective ratings: L=7 (face 6; body 8); A=6; S=7. All-inclusive $.5. For me, clearly not a repeat—but I hope others give Bobo a chance.
I park in the Safeway lot across from Rainbow. I’ve been to this place more often than any other AMP—always to see Carmen, a special fav of mine (who went home to China last week). Her roommate Yumi texted me a few days ago, writing that Carmen had told her I was a nice guy, and that she’d like to see me.
In joyous anticipation, without feeling the slightest embarrassment, I decide to enter through Rainbow’s front door facing Kingsway. I ring the bell. When the door isn’t opened right away, I let myself into the reception area and loudly say hello.
After a few seconds a tall Asian lady with lots of exposed skin appears, saying apologetically that she went to the back door—I guess that’s where almost all pooners enter.
I ask for Yumi. The tall lady whose name is Bobo tells me it’s Yumi’s day off. When I ask who’s available she replies, after a slight hesitation, “Only me right now.” Come on, I think, I bet there’re several ladies in the TV room.
But I don’t call Bobo on her lie because I don’t want to embarrass her—she’s obviously hungry for business. She has a welcoming smile and exudes plenty of sex appeal. I find her large-girl physique with those augmented boobs appetizingly shapely, and her face with the fake eye lashes certainly within the parameters of the acceptable.
Taking my shower I’m a little annoyed that the liquid soap bottle is almost empty. Can’t those ladies, with endless time on their hands, make sure everything’s in order before customers arrive?
But when Bobo joins me, I feel instant stirrings of lust. In the glow of the dim red light she seems the perfection of sexiness. We pet a little standing and then cozy up on the massage table where she coaxes Tantalizer into raging tumescence.
Her trimmed, tasty pussy with prominent inner labia seems beautifully responsive to DATY. She reciprocates with a CBJ, rolling on the condom while holding the tip in her mouth. We go into MISH, and she says enthusiastically, “I hope you long time fuck me, not come soon.” Music to my ears…
We do a stretch of intense CG, followed by more CBJ. I’ve now reached my plateau of arousal where the wellsprings of pleasure flow freely. Could it be that I found another treasure, one of those robust Amazons that delight in their own sluttiness and can take some fairly unrestrained pounding?
We have a good 20 min left when suddenly she says, very sweetly: “Can you come in about 10 minutes?” Wow—an unexpected request which contradicts Bobo's own words and my idealized image of her so far. Was her earlier enthusiasm just a façade?
I mumble something like, “Don’t worry, I’ll come soon.” Pretending to work myself into an orgasmic frenzy I get her to cooperate with a few more position changes—DOGGIE, MISH and more CG. After 10 min pass, she seems to think I’ve trouble coming and says, “Can I give you a handjob?”
HJs aren’t something I ever consider when other options are available. Her unwelcome suggestion forcefully reminds me that Bobo isn’t Carmen: no comparison between the two, in terms of an intuitive grasp of a man's sexual ebb and flow.
I explode in ACG and quickly pull out, not wanting to risk any spillage. Bobo gets rid of the condom but makes no move to clean me. She leaves while I shower; comes back to shower herself while I'm dressing; then leaves wordlessly, without offering a hug or help with packing my blanket.
A strange trailing off after a passionate start: I might have come in 10 min anyway, but her explicit attempt to impose her own internal clock on the pacing of my arousal and orgasm deflated my exuberance.
On the way out I encounter her in the hallway—perhaps she's waiting to collect her tip. I sit her down on the couch in the reception area for a heart-to-heart talk. "Listen to me for a minute... Look, Bobo, I've come to Rainbow and other such places many times. You need to be nice to a man during the entire session, not just in the beginning. Never rush. Always be willing to cuddle at the end and be very friendly. You know, Bobo, you rushed me, and you were very cold at the end. So I'm sorry, no tip."
I'm unsure how much Bobo understands. She's from Singapore, said she's 28 and has been in Canada for 2 years—but working on her English during those prolonged waits between customers is clearly not her inclination.
I leave, feeling relaxed enough, but also saddened that, beyond a pleasant physical tumble, we couldn't achieve any credible illusion of human connection.
My subjective ratings: L=7 (face 6; body 8); A=6; S=7. All-inclusive $.5. For me, clearly not a repeat—but I hope others give Bobo a chance.
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