Nearing the end of a 4-week work visit to Victoria, and having enjoyed some wonderful (and delicious) West Coast Hospitality, I thought I’d share with you my most memorable experience here.
I had the pleasure of staying with good friends but as great as their company was, it didn’t take away my hunger for female companionship. I soon found myself visiting some of the local and more colourful establishments that cater to needy men like myself. I had one experience that was rather unpleasant, one that was so so and two that were reasonably delightful. But nothing compares to my last encounter with “all that Victoria has to offer.“ One evening, as I was surfing the shadier pages of the net as the horn dog I am, I discovered this site and started reading up on member experiences (no pun intended). When I came across Coitus-Longus’s post about Eve, I was intrigued. The fact that a seemingly “old hand” was unsure weather he was dealing with a party guest or associate during a Halloween party peaked my interest. Moreover, I’m a blond, big boob man so the next thing I knew I made an hour long appointment.
Well, Coitus, you did not exaggerate and I surely owe you a debt of gratitude. When Eve appeared to lead me upstairs to her room, my heart skipped a beat and then started racing like a mustang: she was simply drop-dead gorgeous. Long blond hair, twinkling eyes (hidden at first behind a mysterious mask), a sensual smile and a body that oozed sexuality (only increased and accentuated by her classy lingerie). My expectations (as well as my blood pressure) were going thro the roof but she continued to impress. Intelligent and with a pleasant and easy going manner, she right away created a comfortable and relaxed atmosphere. This somehow quit naturally flowed over into some wonderful, very slow foreplay which in turn progressed into my favourite position, also known as “splitting the bamboo.” What joy, to feel her slender legs against my chest, caressing her delicate feet, slowly moving in rhythm with her body while looking down on her beautiful breasts and serene face. As I felt my loins stirring I slowly bent forward, resting my body on my forearms to gather strength for the end run . She looked up at me, smiled and (to my delighted surprise) laid both her hands around my throat, gently squeezing and releasing..... slowly increasing the pressure. I will spare you further details only to say that it took me the last 10 minutes of our session to gather my senses (and breath).
To sum it up: I thought I died and went to heaven. Like Coitus, I am in awe and can only concur that Eve embodies all which makes a true and great courtesan : personality, intelligence, classic beauty and a desire and ability to please. She most certainly does her name justice. I am only too sorry that I met her so late into my stay here; I have two days left filled with suddenly very bleak work and social obligations. However, there is a silver lining; in mid January I’ll be back for another two week stint and I can guarantee you I will find my way to her door before putting down my luggage.
Again Coitus, thanks, I owe you one.
The Kingfisher
I had the pleasure of staying with good friends but as great as their company was, it didn’t take away my hunger for female companionship. I soon found myself visiting some of the local and more colourful establishments that cater to needy men like myself. I had one experience that was rather unpleasant, one that was so so and two that were reasonably delightful. But nothing compares to my last encounter with “all that Victoria has to offer.“ One evening, as I was surfing the shadier pages of the net as the horn dog I am, I discovered this site and started reading up on member experiences (no pun intended). When I came across Coitus-Longus’s post about Eve, I was intrigued. The fact that a seemingly “old hand” was unsure weather he was dealing with a party guest or associate during a Halloween party peaked my interest. Moreover, I’m a blond, big boob man so the next thing I knew I made an hour long appointment.
Well, Coitus, you did not exaggerate and I surely owe you a debt of gratitude. When Eve appeared to lead me upstairs to her room, my heart skipped a beat and then started racing like a mustang: she was simply drop-dead gorgeous. Long blond hair, twinkling eyes (hidden at first behind a mysterious mask), a sensual smile and a body that oozed sexuality (only increased and accentuated by her classy lingerie). My expectations (as well as my blood pressure) were going thro the roof but she continued to impress. Intelligent and with a pleasant and easy going manner, she right away created a comfortable and relaxed atmosphere. This somehow quit naturally flowed over into some wonderful, very slow foreplay which in turn progressed into my favourite position, also known as “splitting the bamboo.” What joy, to feel her slender legs against my chest, caressing her delicate feet, slowly moving in rhythm with her body while looking down on her beautiful breasts and serene face. As I felt my loins stirring I slowly bent forward, resting my body on my forearms to gather strength for the end run . She looked up at me, smiled and (to my delighted surprise) laid both her hands around my throat, gently squeezing and releasing..... slowly increasing the pressure. I will spare you further details only to say that it took me the last 10 minutes of our session to gather my senses (and breath).
To sum it up: I thought I died and went to heaven. Like Coitus, I am in awe and can only concur that Eve embodies all which makes a true and great courtesan : personality, intelligence, classic beauty and a desire and ability to please. She most certainly does her name justice. I am only too sorry that I met her so late into my stay here; I have two days left filled with suddenly very bleak work and social obligations. However, there is a silver lining; in mid January I’ll be back for another two week stint and I can guarantee you I will find my way to her door before putting down my luggage.
Again Coitus, thanks, I owe you one.
The Kingfisher





