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On one ordinary day, I was browsing through various agency websites when I came across a new
blonde girl on the LF roster. Tall, slim, size 6 and loves 80s rock? What more to ask? I logged onto their easy-to-use online booking system (honestly, should be the industry standard) and booked a one hour GFE.
I arrived a bit early, parked at the usual Upper Queen carpark, and wandered around K Road and the shortcut toward Cross Street while waiting for the confirmation text.
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Ding* showtime.
I walked up the short flight of stairs and pressed the intercom. stomach doing somersaults. Footsteps approached. The door opened..
Standing there was a gorgeous blonde—petite frame, long flowing hair, and the moment our eyes met, she smiled, ear to ear. For a split second, I genuinely wondered if I’d stumbled into a dream… or accidentally knocked on heaven’s door.
I followed her into the spacious lobby, quietly taking in her presence. The photos were accurate. Porcelain skin, platinum blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, contrasted beautifully by a sleek black gown. Effortlessly stunning.
Soon we were standing in a bright, modern room. Shay closed the door behind us and turned to face me with that same warm smile. We eased into conversation straight away, it was light, and playful. At one point we even compared heights in the mirror… and yeah, she might have won but only by the smallest fraction lol
After sorting out the formalities (plus DFK), she showed me to the shower, one of the nicest setups around, easily rivaling some SC apartments. Standing there, I caught my reflection, still half in disbelief. Thought to myself: this is going to be fun. As usual,
I poured myself a shot of mouth wash pretending its some hard liquor.
Freshened up and towel wrapped, I hit the buzzer. She walked me back to the room, sat right beside me, and just like that, we picked up where we left off. We talked about things: her experiences so far in the industry, work, hobbies, random banal nonsense. She laughed at my dumb jokes, teased me right back. It just flowed. It felt… familiar, and comfy. It didn’t feel transactional at all, like catching up with a mate you have known from school.
There was a subtle pause in the conversation, the kind where the energy shifts.
I leaned in, hesitant at first. She sensed it instantly and met me halfway, eyes locked, slow and deliberate. She smelled amazing, I must find out what it was. From there, things unfolded naturally. I lowered her onto the bed. I gently kissed her neck and nibbled her ears. Brushing over her smooth skin, and I slowly made my way down to her perfectly perky breasts, and toned stomach. Every touch lingered a little longer, completely genuine. There was a quiet intensity in the way she responded, in the way she held her gaze, yearning for more. It wasn’t just physical, it felt immersive, like being completely pulled into the moment with her.
I ran my finger tips across her lower back and thighs, and exploring her sensitive areas, and she would respond by pulling me closer. I wanted to go down on her for some DATY time. She paused, and replied, I use a dam. I was like F*** Noooooo!!
Not another one of those.. No matter, I was not going to pass on this part of foreplay or ruin the flow. Hand me the gladwrap I said, and I watched her wiggle her underwear off showing a cute innie. Then she held this thin piece of plastic over herself while I began my performance. She was responsive (not sure if its that good through the dam..) and encouraging. Unfortunately the damn clit was so hard to find through the dam, I had to touch it a few times incase I was just munching on the skin above it..
After fighting the rubber sheet for a few minutes, I gave up and threw it aside. I put on a condom, and oh boy, from there, things got quite steamy. We made sweet sweet love lol. She was quite flexible for a tall girl, definitely yoga or something. I loved the intense eye contact during missionary, that "do me harder" look? Super dangerous! I loved that she would play with herself in missionary as I thrusted. Cowgirl was nothing short of amazing, holding her close while I am pumping tryingto match her pace, easily one of my favourite sexercise - when she orgasmed, she’d pause, catching her breath, and then pulling me back in before we started again. In missionary, she must have sensed that I was close. She turned up the notch with dfk and I felt her pelvic floor tighten - full throttle, I unleashed it all inside her. More kissing and saliva swapping. And time slipped away unnoticed.
Afterwards, we laid there, her resting in my arms, chatting and joking like earlier. Same comfort. No rush. It’s rare to find this level of intimacy, and for once, I really did not want to get up or leave. An ordinary day turned extraordinary.
Face/body: 9/10
Sex: 10/10
DATY: dam/10
Personality & banter: 11/10
A witty, playful girl with a stunning presence and a personality that exceeds above all/10
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in the hot crazy matrix. I am a simp, but only for Shay
P.S. Some gatekeeping going on.
She is working a lot for someone whos just starting out. Hope she learns to pace herself - definitely one to be treasured!
so in turn giving away extra work is ripping myself off & I have shit to pay for.
