Lay Report – little hybrid

This is a report from 23^rd July with a 20 year old very shy Cyprus/Ukraine hybrid.

It was late in the afternoon and both Glen and I were wrapping up shift for the day after having done a few approaches in Newcastle City Centre.

We were about to say our goodbyes on Northumberland Street when Glen said,

“You just got an IOI off her”

“Where, who, WHAT”, as I swung my head from left to right in vicious, violent movements in a desperate, spasmodic fashion. Whimpering and crying, I started to unbutton my jeans to unsheathe my glorious tube of rancid penis and began to masturbate it furiously as her breeding-scent permeated my nostrils. Litres of pre-cum were spilling out in watery, metallic oily torrents. My violent head movements caused me to slip on one particularly nasty oily veneer, resulting in me falling cock-first into the by now deepening lake of goo and water, becoming almost fully submerged in the filth.

That last bit didn’t happen, but Glen assured me she was cute and from what I could see of her she was a dark-haired, 5”3 little round-arsed unit. She veered left off the main strip and I jogged up to her and walked into her line of site and opened her. Her initial reaction was surprise. We quickly entered into conversation and it turned out she was a fine art student (saw her work and I was not impressed). She didn’t particularly smile too much and appeared a little withdrawn. It was an easy 10 minutes work as I watched Glen slink-off to open what looked to be a 16-year old schoolboy (this also didn’t happen – he strode off purposefully).

The date was set for an afternoon meet in the park. I am not a fan of afternoon dates for a d#1 and much prefer the park/neutral alcohol-free setting for a d#2 as a ‘Polyfilla date’.

We ended up feeding cows banana skins (she has 2 bananas in her bag and I ate both). I kissed her on the field and she was nestled up against my shoulder as we sat on the park seats.

We arranged a d#2 but I cancelled this and she almost shit-canned me and I had to use a bit of reverse warfare to shame her into meeting me. In the end, d#2 was a 45 minute chill & cuddle in the greenery of the Civic Centre. I initiated some far-dirtier conversation here – discussing things like “What position do you like to be FUCKED in” and “Does it turn you on to suck COCK”. My hands were on her back and brushing her bra-strap and her breathing was more raspy and keen. I made it clear that d#3 was straight to mine, and so it transpired, I picked her up and we drove to my place. A little bit of chillaxing on the sofa before I led her upstairs and I began to undress in front of her. Her eyes were fixated on my dick and I instructed her to get on her knees. She was horny and tight and submissive. Not so submissive to receive some of the more dominant antics that most of my recent girls have been into, but she knew her role as the fucked instead of the fucker. I was her second ever man.

She added me on Instagram a couple of days later. She has 500 or so followers and follows…2 people (I was the third). She then duly deleted me. We are still in touch and I anticipate her wearing large stilettos and a crotchless body-stocking when she returns to the UK for her next year of university.

Assuming of course that I haven’t gone completely tits-up in love with the 20 year old Czech girl.

How do you spell Onetitisiss again.