This shit happened to me this week. Nothing untowards happened I just found the lady wholly unattractive and hygiene was not up to the standards I am used to. I should have known when I pulled up in front of the house and recognized it. Had a terrible punt there before. I wanted to leave and pay a cancelation fee but thought it would hurt her feelings. Couldn't stay hard, jerked off and then went to the shower. No soap, towel smelt of damp and then the kicker was her husband and kid walking around outside right by the bathroom window. Not lekker. I drove home, had another shower and then beat myself up emotionally. Should have just gone to my regular who is spectacular. Bladdy small head.

On 2022-01-14 10:35:43 Planets said:

No soap, towel smelt of damp and then the kicker was her husband and kid walking around outside right by the bathroom window. Not lekker. I drove home, had another shower and then beat myself up emotionally. Should have just gone to my regular who is spectacular. Bladdy small head.

This shit is "Emotional Damage"

I've told this story before...so pass if it sounds familiar...

I usually punt Friday afternoons, but one Sunday morning I woke up feeling the need for a punt. I'd moved to a new area just two months prior, so I was still getting used to the place.

Called around and found a lady that was available. She gave me the address and I left.

It was around lunch time in a particularly hot December.

I got to the address. It was a house. She waited outside for me.

As I entered the house I realised it was a commune. There was a lot of people in there, including kids running around.

She took me to the communal living room and asked me to wait there. The people sitting and standing around looked at me as if I was a piece of shit someone stepped into the house.

I watched the WG walk to a room and peak inside. I could see that she was speaking to someone, and then she joined me in the lounge.

A couple of minutes later, I saw a man and lady leave the room she went to and she took me to that same room.

I asked her about it, to which she replied that she shares a room with another lady.

She asked me to undress and get on the bed, but I just thought "hell, no!".

I suggested that I stand and she get on her knees to blow me. So, as she's busy blowing me, the door bursts open and her 'business partner' walks in...she'd left her phone in the room when she took the other punter out...she grabs her phone, apologises and leaves.

Now, this room has no aircon or fan and the windows are closed, probably on account that there are parents and kids playing just outside the window. Sweat is starting to run down my face, back, into my butt crack...

I ask her to kneel on the bed, so I can take her from behind. I am not getting on that bed. Because of the disgust and the heat, I am struggling to maintain an erection.

Eventually I stay hard for long enough to get in...my plan now is to pump like crazy, so I can finish as fast as possible just to get the hell out of there...bad idea...see, pumping hard, makes you sweat more and breath harder...

By now sweat is flowing from every pore in my body, onto her back, into my eyes, onto my balls...and I am starting to feel a bit light headed...also...pumping away while looking at kids play...not my cup of tea...

Eventually I blow my load, after which she offers me a towel, a filthy towel. I decline, get dressed and race home for a shower...

To this day I cannot figure out why I decid to go through with it...

WORST. PUNT. EVER.

I had an all nighter last year around July...we braaied...my fav thing to do...we drank muscadel ..listened to good music, danced together, chatted...took a shower then off to bed...done our little thing on the bed...fell asleep...later during the wee hours of the morning...I heard a huge BANG...
I thought wtf was that...
The punter gave a HUGE fart..
Sounded like bed was about to break...A BIG BANG...oh my word..
I looked at him, wanted to shake him and say wake the **** up...but he simply kept on snoring ...I laughed softly...thinking this is priceless...at least it didn't smell lol

Non the less in the morning I gave his morning glory...
And walked away ..
Gosh

On 2022-01-14 11:55:17 Blades said:


To this day I cannot figure out why I decid to go through with it...

WORST. PUNT. EVER.

Sorry I couldn't help laughing at this tale haha! But I say kudos for actually going through with it and managing to bust one

There is a punter on esa that will call you to his house he shares with his sister and parents...
This house doesn't have any doors...when you enter you see wheel chair..all the lights are cut only tv is playing coz the Oupa is watching tv...then you literally see the Dad walking past slllloooowly while you riding the his son..
Eish..
That's when I leave early...

It wasn't my own punt but I was in Joburg with a mate. He organized himself a punt and I was to hungover to be bothered. We drove to a house and when we got there suddenly I was asked if I could wait at the house as he had booked a lodge just down the road, being so hungover I didn't bother to argue and next thing I am sat in a room with her parents LOL.
They only spoke Afrikaans and I have limited Afrikaans so sat there in silence for 2 hours and all I wanted to do was be sick.
He's still my partner in crime when we go on punting tour.

Several years ago saw a lady at a massage venue who was really hot!

She left the venue and moved to FH, but I didn't get a chance to visit and she disappeared. She then reappeared and disappeared several times and the reviews indicated drug use - so I stayed away.

But then she reappeared, in my neighborhood and the small head took over. Made a booking, arrived, went to a dirty room in a run down house ..... and shortly after the blow started - she had what looked like an epileptic fit and passed out. Not sure if it was epilepsy or drugs and real or faked - but I was not going to abuse an unconscious lady. Turned her on her side (recovery position), dressed and tried to leave. Except there was no one to open the gate. Fortunately there was a gardener there who eventually opened for me!

The house got turned into a nursery school and I still feel ashamed and embarrassed every time I drive past - even though I didn't actually do anything shameful.

On 2022-01-11 12:33:54 GudTyms said:
Not sure if my punt can be categorized as shameful...hygiene was on point..the SP was way older than she advertised and came across on the phone...still went ahead though...the part that got to me was when I heard 3 kids in the next room...when I asked her whats going on...she said her kids live with her and knows what she does etc etc ....and during the session the kid screams out that a certain punter is on his way and what the kid must say to him....this sounded like a very young kid...lost my mojo, paid and left amicably never to return. Ya ne ....we punters encounter some crazy stuff sometimes.

Wow!

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I'm reminded of the words of my man Ludacris, "from the window to the wall, till the sweat runs down my balls"...