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Curse You Shyla Wild, Curse You
I am writing this review as warning to those of you who are thinking of contacting the sexy vixen who goes by the name of Shyla Wild.
Like many of you I didn’t have a lot of knowledge of ‘shemales’but while surfing the web I stumbled on a few pics which piqued my interest.That of course led to finding sites with ladyboys and eventually to this and other forums. Like anyone else who has travelled down this path I wanted to make sure that I did my research before I took the step from fantasy to reality.
I of course read through all of the reviews of various service providers and after checking out personal websites and travel itineraries to Alberta I settled on Shyla Wild who was travelling here in the summer.
Every review spoke highly of how personable and professional she was, her pics looked great and of course the issue of her endowment did factor in. I had thought to myself that “I might as well go big or go home” and find out if this was something that would be a onetime experience or something I would want to repeat. I figured if I could ‘handle’ her and enjoy myself then it may be something I wished to explore more.
So I decided to take the plunge and sent Shyla an email. She responded immediately with a sweet and personal email – I should have known then it was all part of her evil plan – that by being ‘so normal’ was a way to ingratiate herself with me knowing that I was a virgin to the scene.
It of course worked so I made a plan to meet her.
I arrived on time at her tasteful suite in downtown Edmonton with my ‘spider senses’ on full alert. She met me at the door in a sexy outfit as she greeted me with a nice kiss, hug and warm smile. She was as personable in private as she was in her emails text and phone calls. To say that she looked as hot as her photos is also an understatement as she led me unprotestingly into her bedroom. We chatted for a bit and somehow I ended up with all my clothes off sitting on the end of the bed. She must have sensed my nervousness and she offered a massage while I looked through some pictures on her IPad. I feel her hands on my shoulders, hear the sound of her panties being taken off and then a prodding of something large, hot and heavy resting on my back. I knew exactly what is was and despite my best intentions I found myself reaching back to confirm my suspicions and indeed found my hands full. I turned around I came face to face with what would soon be my downfall. Of course, she probably knew and had planned that all along, that I wouldn’t be able to resist sampling her beautiful big cock with my mouth. I figured that after all, seeing that it was right in front of me, that it was the only proper and polite thing to do. I was surprized however by how excited it was making me. She must have noticed, that despite my inexperienced ministrations, she sensed my excitement and manoeuvered us both onto the bed where we could further explore each other’s bodies.
In my emails with her she had politely enquired if there was any specific fantasy, role play or thoughts on how I wanted our session to go but after thinking through all of the possible options I realized that I couldn’t fit them all into one hour! Instead I offered that I would follow her lead as she had experience dealing with a first timer. I knew internally what that meant but I was unprepared for what would follow.
So the next thing I know I am lying flat on my stomach, her over top of me whispering in my ear that she would be gentle and finally ending, after being flipped onto my back, in a mind blowing release. It was as if a veil was lifted – even though it was somewhat uncomfortable for a brief period of time at the start my little guy remained rock hard – so I guess it couldn’t of being hurting that bad – and I have a vague recollection of either bucking back or pulling her in. I don’t know if I took all of her nor did it matter – as I realized that at that moment she had not only given me such a wonderful first experience but had opened my mind.
Why am I writing this now you may ask – well I logged back into the site after a short hiatus and what did I find – Shyla Wild is back in town. Now like a moth to the flame I am finding myself drawn back in knowing that it will be just as amazing as the last time.
So while it appears that I am unable to heed my own advice I once again warn all others who may follow in my footsteps – be careful of the appeal and allure of Miss Wild - or like me you will be hearing her siren call.
Guillaume
PS - Shyla see what I did there?
I am writing this review as warning to those of you who are thinking of contacting the sexy vixen who goes by the name of Shyla Wild.
Like many of you I didn’t have a lot of knowledge of ‘shemales’but while surfing the web I stumbled on a few pics which piqued my interest.That of course led to finding sites with ladyboys and eventually to this and other forums. Like anyone else who has travelled down this path I wanted to make sure that I did my research before I took the step from fantasy to reality.
I of course read through all of the reviews of various service providers and after checking out personal websites and travel itineraries to Alberta I settled on Shyla Wild who was travelling here in the summer.
Every review spoke highly of how personable and professional she was, her pics looked great and of course the issue of her endowment did factor in. I had thought to myself that “I might as well go big or go home” and find out if this was something that would be a onetime experience or something I would want to repeat. I figured if I could ‘handle’ her and enjoy myself then it may be something I wished to explore more.
So I decided to take the plunge and sent Shyla an email. She responded immediately with a sweet and personal email – I should have known then it was all part of her evil plan – that by being ‘so normal’ was a way to ingratiate herself with me knowing that I was a virgin to the scene.
It of course worked so I made a plan to meet her.
I arrived on time at her tasteful suite in downtown Edmonton with my ‘spider senses’ on full alert. She met me at the door in a sexy outfit as she greeted me with a nice kiss, hug and warm smile. She was as personable in private as she was in her emails text and phone calls. To say that she looked as hot as her photos is also an understatement as she led me unprotestingly into her bedroom. We chatted for a bit and somehow I ended up with all my clothes off sitting on the end of the bed. She must have sensed my nervousness and she offered a massage while I looked through some pictures on her IPad. I feel her hands on my shoulders, hear the sound of her panties being taken off and then a prodding of something large, hot and heavy resting on my back. I knew exactly what is was and despite my best intentions I found myself reaching back to confirm my suspicions and indeed found my hands full. I turned around I came face to face with what would soon be my downfall. Of course, she probably knew and had planned that all along, that I wouldn’t be able to resist sampling her beautiful big cock with my mouth. I figured that after all, seeing that it was right in front of me, that it was the only proper and polite thing to do. I was surprized however by how excited it was making me. She must have noticed, that despite my inexperienced ministrations, she sensed my excitement and manoeuvered us both onto the bed where we could further explore each other’s bodies.
In my emails with her she had politely enquired if there was any specific fantasy, role play or thoughts on how I wanted our session to go but after thinking through all of the possible options I realized that I couldn’t fit them all into one hour! Instead I offered that I would follow her lead as she had experience dealing with a first timer. I knew internally what that meant but I was unprepared for what would follow.
So the next thing I know I am lying flat on my stomach, her over top of me whispering in my ear that she would be gentle and finally ending, after being flipped onto my back, in a mind blowing release. It was as if a veil was lifted – even though it was somewhat uncomfortable for a brief period of time at the start my little guy remained rock hard – so I guess it couldn’t of being hurting that bad – and I have a vague recollection of either bucking back or pulling her in. I don’t know if I took all of her nor did it matter – as I realized that at that moment she had not only given me such a wonderful first experience but had opened my mind.
Why am I writing this now you may ask – well I logged back into the site after a short hiatus and what did I find – Shyla Wild is back in town. Now like a moth to the flame I am finding myself drawn back in knowing that it will be just as amazing as the last time.
So while it appears that I am unable to heed my own advice I once again warn all others who may follow in my footsteps – be careful of the appeal and allure of Miss Wild - or like me you will be hearing her siren call.
Guillaume
PS - Shyla see what I did there?
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