Review: Marissa: Banya Boinking
Date: Mid-January 2009
Provider: Russian Marissa
Phone or Pager: She will provide
Email Address: marissa_luv86@yahoo.com
Website: P411 (under construction)
City: Austin, Texas, Area: NW Austin
Appointment Type: Incall
Provider Category: Independent
Activities: Like a Russian Banya. DFK, caressing, BBBJ, DATY, 69, frottage, FIV/M, MPCFS (Mish, Doggy, with variations); Bad girl (a little spanking and hairpulling). Cuddling, conversation, reminiscences about Mother Russia, a book of Russian poetry.
Session Length: One leisurely hour
Fee: $300, Total Paid: $300, no upselling or tipping issues
Was the Description you were given accurate? Yes
Hair Color and Length: Dark, past her shoulders, Age: 22, Race: White
Perfume/Fragrance: Fresh and all Natural, Smoking Status: Couldn’t tell
Where did you hear about this provider? ASPD
Provider`s Face and Body: She’s strikingly beautiful in the classic Russian way: high cheekbones, a Euro-Asiatic cast to her features, green eyes, full lips, a very cute slightly turned-up nose. Marissa has the body and movements of an athlete and model: tall, lithe, limber, sinuous. A belly button piercing, today adorned with an elegant rhinestone piece that I am willing to bet is really diamond. The stats: 5’8”, 132, 34C.
Provider's Attitude. Flirty-dirty. “Finally, Comrade Monk, I’ve got you all to myself.”
Comments.
Have you ever been in a Russian banya? It’s an uncommonly refreshing and rejuvenating experience, a mixture of sharply contrasting sensations. First there’s the cleansing moist heat of the banya. Then there’s whipping yourself with bunches of aromatic eucalyptus and birch leaves, stimulating circulation. Then finally a plunge into something very cold. In the country, at your dacha, you fling your steaming body into the nearest snow bank. In the big cities – like for instance, at Moscow’s ornate 19th century Sandunovsky Baths – you dive into the frigid water of a swimming pool. And then you do it all over again before wrapping yourself in a crisp linen sheet and sharing conversation, vodka, herring, and black bread with good friends. That’s exactly what my time with Marissa was like: “an uncommonly refreshing and rejuvenating experience, a mixture of sharply contrasting sensations.”
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She meets me at the door in an ankle-length dusky brown cotton shift. I’m instantly struck my good fortune – this stunning Russian woman is all mine today.
I follow her up the stairs to her little suite, my eyes riveted on her lovely попка – tush, that is. The fabric is soft and clings just enough for me to see that she is wearing a thong under that dress. Just a thong. I’m standing at the side of the bed, getting my clothes off, and she’s moved over to the edge, her legs teasingly wrapped around mine. I’m pushing her dress up, my hands are on her thighs and ass and waist… She’s got my cock in her hands… She’s flipped over… and just like that takes my cock into her mouth.
“Let’s get the dress off,” I say, but I can’t figure out how. Marissa gets up, stands in front of the mirror, unties something, and slips it off easily. I’m behind her, caressing her breasts, brushing her nipples, lifting her long hair and kissing hr neck. She moves her body against mine, pushing her ass against my stiff cock.
She’s still wearing the thong. Both of us are in bed. “You like?” she whispers, smiling at me. “I like.” Marissa stretches and arches her body under my caresses.
Marissa kneels between my legs and takes my cock into her mouth, bobbing slowly, cupping my balls. She closes her lips around the base of my swollen glans and sucks hard – her cheeks are concave with suction. As she does this she flicks her tongue and swirls it around my head. I’m going crazy. I tell her that I’m good for just a single pop and that I want to save it for later. She smiles. “You tell me when you want to,” and slows the pace a bit. (I had no idea that I had already lost control.) As she blows me, she pauses at intervals to push her long hair to one side of her face, in a gesture erotically reminiscent of so many porn stars.
I ask her to straddle my face, so she spins around with my cock still in her mouth and lowers her puss to me. Before she does, I manage to get the thong off – I realize as I do that it’s already damp. I eat that sweet salty juicy puss, and we roll around on the bed, our mouths locked on each other, my prick, her ****. Sideways, she’s on top, I’m on top – a wild and wet soixante-neuf. She comes, trembling and grinding her puss into my face, squeezing me between her thighs.
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Marissa’s head is propped up on the pillows and I slide the length of my cock back and forth between her labia as she pushes against it. When it’s good and wet I hold it to her face and she licks and sucks it. I probe her puss with one finger, then two, and she and I take turns sucking her juices off my fingers.
“Won’t you fuck me now? Fuck me now!” We put on a cover and start in the missionary position. I begin by easing myself slowly into her, but she rams her hips up against mine, taking me in one fast, hard movement, and as I am buried in her, she moans a low, long, “Ohhhhhhh, ohhhh, yessss.” Her legs are everywhere – wrapped around me, holding me tightly, high in the air over her head, on my shoulders. It’s hard, hammering, hot-as-horseradish fucking. She’s a wild animal under me. She’s gasping, biting, I’m kissing her mouth and face and neck – I’ve got her long hair wrapped in my fist, holding her head back as she moans. Marissa lets me know that she’d like to be spanked, and I take a few whacks on her ass. “I want more, please.” Whack! Whack!
Spanking’s best in doggy, so she quickly gets on her elbows and knees, and without any ceremony I plow into her puss and pound her as I continue to whack that sweet ass. She’s got her face buried in the pillows, moaning and mewing, the sheets bunched in her hands. “Turn around. Face the foot of the bed. I want to watch in the mirror.” Now Marissa’s up on her hands and knees, facing the mirror. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she screams, as I’m pulling her head back by her hair. “Have you been a bad girl, Marissa?” “Yah. I’ve been bad. Very bad.” Whack! Whack! I’ve got a couple fingers in her mouth and she bites and sucks them. “Fuck me! Fuck me!” We’re both watching this frenzy in the mirror. I’m slapping her round ass, first one cheek then the other. They’re rosy pink. When I pause drilling her, she bucks back against me, keeping up the pace, wiggling and twisting her ass on my cock. The effect is wild. I’m losing control. Control? Hell, I surrender. Screaming and grunting, I shoot an immense load into her. Her body is twitching and trembling and I can feel the muscles of the walls of her **** rippling on my cock.
We wind down, cuddle, and kiss gently, have share some iced mineral water. We reminiscence about Russia and the Soviet Union. I realize that this wild woman has a sweet and sentimental streak. Marissa shows me some old pictures – even as a young girl she stood out in a crowd. I realize that as we talk we are drifting between English and Russian.
Endnotes.
This was to have been Marissa’s debut Indy review on ASPD -- I’ll post the full version there when we’re back in business. Right now she’s awaiting confirmation of her status as an independent provider. But Marissa’s no stranger to our community. She worked for a couple different Austin agencies in the past few months, and for a number of reasons has decided to go independent and work as a low-volume provider. My experience with her in her independent role was fine. Communications were timely (and a little flirty and romantic), TCB was attentive and responsive. We had an unexpected last-minute schedule change that she handled with poise. I have the sense she will do very well as an Indy.
As for the menu, our rough play was definitely YMMV – Marissa told me that she doesn’t let everyone spank her. The photos we took were also YMMV – I hope that you enjoy them.
Marissa has a professional life outside the hobby and is striking a balance between the two. She’s well-educated, street smart, confident, and very bright. Spending time with her in any role is a real pleasure. And yes, I will see her again. As I said, it was “an uncommonly refreshing and rejuvenating experience, a mixture of sharply contrasting sensations.” Just like a Russian banya.
Do you recommend this provider? Да. Yes.
