So punters and Girls

Bit of a touchy topic that involves a lot of (personal)preferences.

I have had incidents, wherein the girls had long hair in the profile and landed up with a red dreads, weaves from hell. Not appealing at all!! Maybe bad choices by me and not careful enough.

Share if you have had similar!!!!

Once in a session -
I was standing with the lady on her knees blowing me. I had her head in my hands as I guided her in and out ... Anyway, as she got faster and deeper and started pulling on her hair and off popped her wig...
She was a professional, just took her wig from my hand while continuing with the blow.

Once I'd cum, she asked if I wanted her to put it back on or not.

We had a chuckle about it later.

Wigs freak me out. Wig or extensions and I'm outa there.

Who likes em bald ???????

On 2018-07-09 15:09:11 Malikah said:
Who likes em bald ???????

I did very well with a bald head I won't do it again purely because it isnt who I am now. But I looked stunning, even if I say so myself.

On 2018-07-09 15:09:11 Malikah said:
Who likes em bald ???????

I do...My Grace Jones Fantasy.

Actually does not matter for me...as long as the weave does not "shed" on me...LOL
I remember Azizi, with her short natural hair...was actually lovely to touch and feel.

But really, natural look cannot be so bad. So why wigs at all. It sometimes gives a very wrong impression of the personality and can be a mood spoiler.

This girl walked in my room with a wig, and in the middle of the massage it came off, and she had like 2inch long natural hair, ruffled below that cheap wig, coloured with a cheap red colour that had faded to a dirty pink shade. I finished with a handjob, myself.

Its funny i feel more confident when im bald,thats who i am !!The moment my hair grows my confidence dips down low.....

Uwillwantme, just for fun I dug up my old account of a Wg who wore a short Peacock blue wig:

Last night I indulged in a punt that was so poor and so rotten, so diabolical and so absurd... that if I had not seen the humorous side of it, I would be too embarrassed to admit that I actually went through with it.

I was feeling horny, so I logged onto the local site... only to find that most of my favorite girls have disappeared for the season. But no real problem, I'm looking for some NEW punda.

So whats this?

A fairly new profile... 'Talented Girl'

The splurge reads "A voluptuous fair Zulu doll for all your fantasies and kinks - very talented"

Mmm... I could do with some BBW Zulu talent... so I make the booking.

Talented Girl greets us in a sparkly skin-tight dress. For a BBW her body is not too bad at all, large certainly not obese, with heavy well shaped breasts and portly nipples, wide hips and chubby but shapely butt, arse and legs. Big belly.

Shiny short very dark Peacock blue wig!

I can get lost in a Talented BBW's body, and I certainly enjoy this body size from time to time.

But THIS BBW is not a happy lady. Sour expression and worn haggard face, tepid smile, and very brisk and businesslike. I'm inclined to give the whole punt a miss, but Wee Willy is screeching for release... so I take a deep breath and follow her into the room!

She takes the cash, strips off her panties, peels off the dress... a large blob of blue lube is squeezed from a shimmering purple bottle and spaded liberally into the bath tub between her legs... and she heads for the bed. She rolls onto it, wriggles her hips to get comfortable... lying on her back with her large swollen thighs splayed wide, her mountainous breasts resting on her lower belly, her Peacock blue straw wig slightly askew...taps the crown of the Peacock blue wig once or twice, and she screws her eyes tight shut.

WTF?

So what now?

I look at her!

One minute!

Two minutes!

But she just lies there!

Perhaps something has happened? Has she fainted?

I cautiously sit on the bed, Wee Willy peering up owlishly from between my thighs... and carefully prod her in her well padded ribs with my fingertip.

Nothing!

Prod again!

Again nothing! No movement, no sound... save for the sagging lackadaisical ceiling fan slowly masturbating the soggy limp air.

Nothing at all!

Prod again...

One minute!

Two minutes!

Nothing! Zero zilch fuckall!

I squeeze a large gelatinous nipple...

Again nothing!

I put my ear to a large tit... nothing... Wait... a distant thump... but maybe it's the sound of the fan echoing from slope to slope in the ravine between her huge breasts?

Fuck... maybe she's DEAD!!!

Hello? No answer!

Helloooo? Nothing!

Prod!!!

The Peacock Blue wig suddenly tilts slightly to the right, down over her left ear.

But apart from that....

Zilch!

Wee Willy and I look at each other in bewilderment... and I leave the decision to him... there is a wicked glint in his eye... he has never attempted Necrophilia before... and after all WE HAVE BLERRY PAID!!!

So we mount her inert body, Wee Willy inserts himself into her well moussed love hole, and I sip a soggy nipple seductively into my mouth!

Nothing!

Absolutely fucking nothing!

Wee Willy starts thrusting, slowly at first, erotic and deep, doing his best porn star impersonation... and then faster and harder and fucking and long!

Nothing!

Absolutely sweet blow all... but for a bit of wobbling adipose and some movement of the tits as they slip sideways and deflate slowly against her thick arms.

Absolutely NO response! Not a whimper, not a sigh, not a fart! Not even the hiss of escaping septic gasses!

Wee Willy and I build to a thrusting pumping philharmonic crescendo, sweat flying from my brow, my arms stretched wide around the dull lifeless body, and my breathing coming in ragged gasps.

Wee Willy and I explode together.

We dismount, sweating, panting, heart beating hard... completely sated!

And we look down at Talented Girl...

STILL FUCKING NOTHING!!

Fuck... WHAT NOW?

RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRinga!!

Loud screeching banshee blast of sound shatters the silent room!

Fuuuuuuk ...Wee Willy and I almost CRAP ourselves!!!!

IT'S HER FUCKING PHONE SCREAMING LIKE A FIRE SIREN!

And then it happens!

The huge bloated corpse on the bed erupts into life. Leaps to the floor and one hand snatches up the phone... "Hi hun, I provide a passionate and unrushed girlfriend experience, and my rates are R*** ... I will be ready for you in seven minutes!"

The other hand pats the top of her Peacock blue wig three or four times.

Wee Willy and I are aghast!

We gather our clothes and we FLEE!


Okay okay it wasn't quite as bad as I have just depicted above! IT WAS ACTUALLY FAR WORSE!!!!

So now Wee Willy and I have made a New Year's resolution between the two of us... absolutely NO kak punts in 2014. We will be selective, choosey and discerning. If the punt does not feel right... we WILL NOT go through with it!

Wait a second... I'm sure we made the same resolution this time last year!

Oh my word WHITEGREY, this is so very funny, i really enjoyed reading it, lol. Awesome joke