In the fifteen
or so years that I have been doing this, I cannot say how many different
females there are with whom I have been in bed.
I really did not set out to keep records of my different girls. I just wanted to spice up my sex life, and
see whether or not I could solve my issues with respect to my erectile
difficulties.
If I worked on
the basis of one visit to a girl a week, then I could say that I have done this
750 times. In fact, sometimes I went
twice or even three times a week depending on my need. If we averaged 70 times
a year, then the number might be 1000 visits. At an average of $ 100 per visit,
you can see that this might be an expensive hobby!
Often though,
when I found a girl I liked I would go back to her on a regular basis. That usually meant monthly or tri-monthly. Sometimes it meant every two weeks if I
really liked her. But even then, I had
to try out other girls because it was part of the chase to find the perfect
girl.
Currently, I
have about 4 girls I see on a regular basis.
It would be difficult to handle any more and do them any justice. Anyone else I see is just a whim, and I
practise safe sex with them. Of course,
I am just a client, but I am a clean client who respects their person, time and
privacy and I do not give them any trouble.
I might in some respects be the ideal customer.
Most of the
time when I see clients exiting a prostitute’s place of business, they are
either old men with grey hair and pot bellies, or middle aged men with pot
bellies. I am not anything like that, so
perhaps that is why I get to have so much fun.
This section
then is about some of the girls I visited.
Some I absolutely loved. For
others, I felt disappointment, or realised that something wasn’t quite right.
This section
will also give you an idea of what anyone can really accomplish on a pay for
sex basis if it is approached in a reasonable fashion, with a reasonable set of
expectations.
If you are a
guy, you can learn from it. If you are a
girl working in the business, you can also learn from it.
Most of my
experience has been with Asian women. I
find them to be the most attractive either because they are on average slender,
or they have a good attitude. It has been very rare that I found an Asian lady
not to be high on customer service although there can always be
exceptions. Most of the Caucasian ladies
I visited were either heavy, or in a hurry, but honestly, certainly not
memorable. This might be because they
were born here and could not really do anything else in their life and had
given up. The young white girls I saw
were mostly just trying it out to see if they liked it so there was no sense of
commitment. Black ladies were also few
and far between. Often, they were very
heavy, with huge breasts. In fact, a
short-peckered guy like me would have trouble entering them from the rear, and
all that weight would not help me out either.
I did meet one girl who was pretty good, but I only visited her once
because she was a bit too far away for me to become a regular.
Read on with
pleasure.
Vanessa
She was one of
the first girls I ever visited at a massage studio. Unfortunately, I only ever met with her
once. Every other time, she was in
session with a guy, so no time for me.
(I did not have a lot of spare time so I could not wait for the
girl).
Vanessa came to
me in a nurse’s uniform and was a South American from Venezuela, but spoke
excellent English and may have had some Asian blood in her. She had a tattoo of large Japanese symbols
down one thigh. I asked her what they meant and she said: “Peace”. Normally, my brain would have translated that
into Piece, as in piece of ass, but I was not that far advanced at that time in
my expectations. In fact, I was not sure
what to expect. She taught me.
She had me get
undressed and asked me if it was ok to use oil.
I assented to that request and she began to massage me. We talked during the massage and asked me if
I had ever been here before. I had to
confess no, and told her I did not really know what to expect. Somehow, she got the conversation around to
the possibilities, and may have been a bit frustrated with my lack of a
positive response to the conversation. I
remember her saying: ‘I feel very comfortable with this.”
It was a though
the proceedings were being recorded.
Then standing
at the head of the massage table, she took both of my hands and placed them on
her warm thighs and encouraged me to rub them up and down her backside. Well, I am a quick learner and knew what I
had to do. I got her nude that day and I
know I had a happy ending, and really wished I could have continued the
relationship, but it was not to be.
Wanda
The first time
I came across Wanda I was reviewing an ad on a web site with the url:
theredzone.com. I might have seen it
advertised on a porn site, or perhaps it just came up when I was trolling the
internet looking for some adventure.
Wanda billed
herself as a mature Asian who had just got back from the orient and had some
new secrets to share. She also stated
that she would do duo’s with her friend Siev.
(Siev stated the same thing on her website also). I thought these two would be worth exploring.
I looked at the
picture s and I thought she looked ok. I
liked Asians, and actually had a preference for mature women, although I am
unable to explain why. Perhaps, I
thought they might be more accommodating, or, maybe I was looking for a new
experience. At the time, I was in my
late 50’s and her ad may have stated her age, but I am unable to remember it. I suspect it was 50. Imagine, a woman who was still interested in
enjoying sex at fifty!
I contacted
Wanda and she was staying in my vicinity in the comfort inn less than 15
minutes away. I booked an appointment
for an afternoon visit. I spoke with her on the phone. When I arrived, she was set up in a comfortable
room. Surprisingly, she offered me a
beer. I accepted. This was a new experience, being offered a
beer prior to the beginning of activities, but it had certain benefits. It gave us a chance to talk. She told me she was from Singapore, (which later
became Thailand), and that they had theredzone.com even over there. She was a well-travelled prostitute, and
actually claimed to have come back from London, England. Perhaps she was working her way around the
world in her business. It also helped create
a relaxing atmosphere in which to prepare for an intimate act.
At that stage
in my development, I was actually shy about being with a sex trade worker. I
very reluctantly took liberties with the woman, and never performed oral sex on
her because I was afraid of all the germs I might get.
After we
finished our beers, we quickly got undressed. Wanda asked me to lie down on the
bed. I did so and she crawled up my body and slid her breasts lightly up and
down my chest. She playfully licked my
nipples and allowed me to lick hers.
Then she moved down slowly and took my penis into her mouth and began to
suck it. It didn’t last long. I came in her mouth before I had recovered my
senses. And now I was done. I had paid for the half hour experience and
it gave me one shot on goal. Besides, at
my age I was unlikely to be ready for something else in less than a day. Overall, the experience was too quick and a
bit of a disappointment. On the other
hand, I was feeling relaxed, and got what I came for. In addition, I liked what I saw, and resolved
to have another meet up and make sure that I got to enjoy full intercourse with
her.
That next
meeting proved to be elusive. I called
her several times, and was unable to reach her.
Finally, when I did get her she was willing to meet up, but was living
way out of town, about two hours east of my city. I didn’t want to wait too long, so decided I
had to make other arrangements.
But Wanda did
make a big impression on me for some reason.
I really would have been interested in a second meeting with her. I would have to wait.
In the
meantime, I wondered about her friend Siev.
Within two years of encountering Wanda, I decided to give her a try.
Siev also proved to be somewhat elusive. I could only text her, and she did not always
respond promptly. I do not think she
answered the phone. Finally I got her.
Could she see me this morning?
She needed thirty minutes. Could
I be there? What was the rate? $120. Ok
On my way. She texted me the location
and the parking instructions.
I went into her
condo and went up the elevator. I was
greeted by a mature Asian woman who might have been younger than Wanda. She was attractive and in good shape but
mature. She invited me in and asked me a
few questions about myself. I asked
questions about her, and then mentioned that I had been with her friend Wanda a
few years ago but was unable to track her down.
Siev confirmed information that I knew, about how she had moved to out
of town and that they did do some duo’s from time to time, but that Wanda had
stopped doing that, and did not want to deal with people over sixty. Apparently she had been doing a duo with a
Russian girl and her boyfriend, and the gentleman had a heart attack! The Russian girl split because she was afraid
of the police, (and maybe her papers
were not quite in order), so Wanda had to deal with the whole situation. I am not sure if the guy lived or died, but
if he died, at least he died with a smile on his face, doing something he
loved. That is the way to go!
At this point
Siev invited me to have a beer. She made
homemade beer, and as I am a man who makes his own wine, I was willing to try
it. It wasn’t bad at all. Siev explained
to me that she could not go into an intimate act with someone unless she got to
know him. Beer before eleven was a bit
early for me but I was ok with it.
Obviously, she and Wanda came from the same tradition. I have never met any other women who offered
a beer prior to service.
We talked about
gardening. She had some plants in the
condo, but said she didn’t live here, but only used this apartment for
business. She had a better garden at her
home. Then she said she felt comfortable
and asked me to undress while she had a shower.
I love watching
a woman take a shower. The shower
curtain was clear and I could see her figure through it, but it was nothing
compared to her in the flesh as she disembarked from the shower stall and
walked to me after drying herself off. I
complimented her on her nipples. Her web
pictures showed that they were thick, elongated and very attractive. In person they were the kind you wanted to
worship! She gave me a big hug and a
kiss and I started to kiss her breasts.
She kneeled down in front of me and began sucking on my penis, and I
mean really sucking. She took the blood
right out of my brain and drew it all the way down.
Fortunately, I
was still able to think, and allowed her to do it enough but not too
completion. By now, many of my
inhibitions had been dealt with and I knew that the way to a woman’s happiness
was to perform oral sex on her which I promptly told her I wanted to do. She lay back on the bed and I knelt down and
parted her thighs and began my explorations with my tongue, first kissing one
thigh, then the other, moving closer to the core of her being until finally I
was running my tongue up and down her slit.
Her pubic area was shaved, which I did not mind at all. I parted the lips and focussed on her
clitoris moving up and down and then around, and sideways for good
measure. I sucked in the clitoris and
let it out. I could tell by her moans
that she was enjoying herself. Add to
that the wetness, and she was coming. Sucking both sides of the labia also
helped endear me to her.
After she had
come, I asked her if I could rub the bare head of my penis up and down the slit
so that I could experience some of her juices directly and savour the
moment. She agreed and was enjoying the
experience, when I asked if I could slip the head of my penis in bare for a few
rubs. I promised not to come within
her. She agreed and then began the most
wonderful sensation of sliding in and out of a tight Asian pussy. I worked it that way for a while and then
asked her to stand up after I exited and had her stroke my nipples while I
stroked myself with one hand and fingered her pussy with my other. My orgasm was quite intense. Overall, it was a good experience for
me. She invited me to shower, but I had
to hurry, because she had a regular coming at 1:30. All told, I had spent an hour and a half with
her, and paid only for the half hour.
She suggested that I bring more money next time. I thanked her for her service and departed.
I thought I
would go back to see her, but so far that has not happened. The reason for that was that Wanda was back
in town and now I had to see her.
Wanda was
running an ad in the Backpage. She was
back from the Orient with more secrets.
I texted her and asked for an appointment. I did not even ask for the price. We set an
appointment for Wednesday evening at 8:00 pm.
I met Wanda in
a swanky hotel where she was staying. I
walked in just after I saw a very fat and older gentleman leave her
apartment. Wanda remembered me as that
guy who had met her three years prior.
She offered me a beer which I accepted.
I started to sip the beer and she started undressing me and gave me a
big kiss. I helped her out of her clothes too.
Soon she was
sucking my penis, but this time I was ready for her, being more
experienced. I was not going to let her
cheat me of the opportunity to engage in complete intercourse with her. I pulled myself out of her mouth and began
French kissing her and working my way down to her breasts where I spent a few
minutes and then down, down, down to her thighs, which were lightly haired, and
discovered the prettiest pussy I had ever seen. She was very pliant and spread
her legs wide and I licked her with gusto.
It’s amazing how quickly a woman wets up when she is doing something she
loves. She actually came twice during
the licking session, and she told me that I could enter her body, without a
condom, and that I could even come within her.
Fabulous! I did just that. Moist, tight and incredibly flexible she was,
allowing me to gain maximum pleasure from whatever position I chose to do.
Eventually I
did pull out and she wheeled around and lay on her back, took my penis into her
mouth while I stood on the floor by the bed and stroked my nipples. I came in her mouth and she swallowed it all.
Afterwards, she
said that was an exciting experience, and the best part was that she didn’t
have to work that hard. I told her it
was like a lover’s reunion, because we both seemed to know what we had to do to
keep the other happy. As we sipped the
remaining beer, she invited me to stay and have a nap with her, or offered to
cook me breakfast if I wished to come back the next morning. I cannot believe this was happening. But now
I was hooked. I would have to come back
again.
We did discuss
her friend Siev, and she said she was no longer doing duos. I got dressed and paid her for the service,
and said I would see her again.
Once again,
seeing her again was a challenge. I
texted her and set up an appointment, but she had changed hotels without
advising me. By the time I headed to the
new location, after delays in traffic caused by construction, I was too late,
and some other lucky guy was taking my place.
I had to leave it and seek solace with another girl elsewhere.
I finally did
get another meeting with her and enjoyed another beer, a good conversation and
when she wanted me to rip off her pantyhose and rape her because she said it
would be so exciting, I did pull them off and satisfied her orally . Then I satisfied myself. It was another good session.
We talked about
erectile dysfunction, something from which I did suffer, and she mentioned that
a friend of hers paid her $ 200 to have her perform oral sex on her. Apparently her husband could not get excited
any longer unless his wife pissed on him, and then he had to jerk himself
off. She thought that was a problem, and
I mentioned that I had a girlfriend whom I found to be so tight that I could
hardly penetrate her. She suggested that
a couple had to work out arrangements that would work for them. She also
thought I was pretty healthy and she had no problems with me. She asked me if I loved the girl. I said yes.
But I thought maybe she was nervous about our relationship because she
was married, as was I, and wasn’t completely relaxed enough to allow
intercourse as much as she would like.
Anyway, I paid
for that service and left. The next day I thought about what she said about her
friend who paid her to eat her out. I
texted her and suggested that next time her friend booked a session, ask her if
she would mind having a threesome. I would pay Wanda for my contribution with
the hope that I could look after and enjoy the company of two sexually
sophisticated women. Wanda said she would let me know if that could
happen. I am still waiting.
I did go back
and see her again. When I arrived, she
told me that she was getting excited that I was coming over to see her (and pay
her). Now this is an interesting
point. A woman is telling me that she is
excited to know that I am coming to visit her.
Of course it means she is getting paid to do some work, but the second
point I want to make is that she always told me that whenever we got together
it did not seem like work at all, rather it was very natural like old lovers
meeting again. She always said that I
made her feel very comfortable.
Performing oral on her was a big treat because I assume that others did
not do this, or did not do it as well as I did.
I am amazed at how wet she gets after just a few minutes of my
service. There is no way you can’t
slide into her pussy because there is so much lubrication. Unbelievable!
Eventually, I
mounted her bareback and ejaculated within her.
It was a totally pleasurable experience for me, and I think she liked it
too. When I was in the washroom cleaning
up, she came in to ask me something and it was then I saw the most erotic image
ever. Wanda stood before me naked, and
my sperm was running down both of her legs from her vagina. I wish I had a picture of that. Just thinking of it makes me want to see her
right now.
Another thing
that Wanda told me was how handsome I was.
Now this may be a lot of customer service bullshit, but me as the
customer definitely appreciated it. This
should be a lesson for all the girls out there who want to excel in this
business. Say nice things to your client
and they will treat you right. At the
end of our session today, I opened my wallet and handed her $ 120 in bills,
because that was the fee, and she actually returned some of the money and told
me I did not have to pay so much. (I
have also experienced this with other girls as well where they refused to let
me overpay.) At the same time, they were
so generous with their time, it was like I was getting everything for 50% to
75% off! Lucky me! She wanted me to come and have a bath with
her next time, and she would give me a water massage which she said I would
find quite erotic. OK. Looking forward to that. And she even offered me some
thai cooking. How much better can it
get? I need to schedule these meetings
better!
One thing I also
want to mention here is that both Siev and Wanda claimed to have houses. I know that Wanda did have one and I have met
other ladies who also have houses. I
guess they make enough money to do it and are smart enough to make it
work. Not every girl could do this, but
this speaks volumes about their financial acumen and the money they earn.
Sherry
Sometimes, the
best place to begin your adventures with prostitutes is at the massage studio.
Usually, these are places that advertise pretty girls with open minds, and
safe, clean surroundings. Not all the
girls will consent to give you everything you want. They have concerns about safety, breaking the
law, and perhaps need a beer to relax before committing an intimate act with
someone they don’t know. But you need to
be prepared to explore, experiment, be disappointed and go back for more when
your hunch is that something good could happen.
Sherry was like
that. One Sunday afternoon, I went to a
place I had only been to on a Friday evening.
In both cases the girls did not wish to perform full service with me,
but they were willing to provide a body slide and some rubbing. They were pretty, the experience was good
both times but not something that would have compelled me to go back. With one of the girls, I discovered we had
mutual interests, and there was the possibility that we might run into each
other socially. Wasn’t sure how I would
deal with that.
So on a Sunday
afternoon, I went into the spa and asked if I could get a massage. Sherry was the girl on duty then. She said
yes. I lay down on the table and she
provided a good service. We talked, and
I find, like beer, that goes a long way
toward relaxing the girl and creating a more relaxed atmosphere. She asked me if I had been there before and I
told her I had seen Rainbow, (another girl who was quite nice, along with
another one.) So that was the prelude
for asking if I wanted some extra service which I did. I asked if she wanted to
do full service with me and she said no.
But she did agree to a body slide.
I accepted and we negotiated a fee, and got to work. Initially when I met her, I was not sure of
her age, thinking she was late 50’s .
She was incredibly sensitive.
When I kissed her nipples she reacted very positively to my touch. And
the session was like that, although she would not let me lick her
clitoris. Perhaps she thought she would
give in if I did that, but then, I am sure the rule at this place was no sex
for first timers. Anyway, we had a fun
session, and that was that.
I came back a
few months later to have a session with her, with the hunch that I thought I
could get her to put out for me, or see if someone else was there who
might. Sometimes, in odd places at odd
times, older women man the unpopular shifts and they can be quite
accommodating.
(For example,
one Saturday evening I met a woman at the spa down below this one and I was
surprised when I negotiated a body slide that she kept asking me if I wanted
something more, and quite quickly I was mounting her very wet pussy, without
having even touched her there, and bingo, I was in her bareback and making sure
she was having as much fun as I. She
must have been in her late sixties. She
asked that I not come in her, which I respected. I should have got a phone number for her
because she was a good lay. Sadly, she
was gone after that. )
I booked an
hour with Sherry, and she offered to do a medium massage first, and then
something lighter later. For the last
half hour, she asked me to turn over and asked me what I wanted to do. I told her I would really like full
service. She countered with: “I don’t
have any condoms.” Well I said, that is
not necessarily a problem. I asked her
if she was clean. She said she was. I said, we could engage without condoms and I
would remove myself well before I came and would finish outside of her. I also offered to perform oral on her. We agreed.
She went to clean up and when she came back I asked her to lay down on
the massage bench while I kissed her and stroked her body, and took her long
nipples into my mouth.
There is
nothing like an Asian woman with long nipples.
I don’t even care if her breasts are small, their nipples are so
sensitive and I have seen it where the nipple and aureole surrounding it
expanded to the point where it filled my mouth.
Ahhh, such pleasure.
I kissed them,
forced my tongue around the aureole, and gently grazed the length of each
nipple with my teeth. Then I moved into
position and began licking her pussy.
She loved it. She got so
wet. She said that I was the only guy
that made her come. She said that it was
really good for her. (Fabulous customer service there: She made me feel like a king!) Then, while
standing on the floor, I positioned her on the table so that I could aim my
weapon at her sheath and then began the process of fucking her. Her pussy was
so tight that when I tried to pull out it kept holding onto me with no
intention of letting me go. It stretched
my cock to several times its normal size.
What a pleasure. When I did pull out,
she would stroke my nipples as we stood facing and kissing each other, and I
stroked myself, with one hand locked in her pussy, and I would come and make a
mess all over her and the floor.
We have been
doing this now for several months. We
both like it and of course she likes the money, but when it is all done, I can
face the rest of the day with a calm and collected mindset. By the way, she is only 38, and not the mid
fiftyish woman I first thought she was.
And you know, she is cute. When I was unable to meet her on Sundays ,
she told me she worked at another place and gave me her cell phone number. So now I could see her outside the regular
Sunday session. That was the first time
I had ever done that. I recommend if you
find a girl you like and she does not mind you asking, then get her cell phone
number so you can stay in touch. I have since done that with a couple of other
girls and it has worked out quite well.
Minara
Currently,
Minara is the girl I have known the longest.
She used to own a massage spa and had other girls working for her. She also had to fill in herself as well, and
it was on a Friday night that I first met her.
Minara loved to talk. She talked
so much, she would hardly ever shut up.
(Some guys on the escort review service used to say she talked way too
much. The good news about that is that
you get to know lots about the girl, and you do not have to try too hard. When I met her, I was unsure about asking for
full service, so I asked for a body slide. I started off with a nude reverse,
where I massage the girl. She would lay down on her stomach and I would do her
back, and then she would turn over. We
probably finished with me fingering her clitoris, and her jerking me off while I
stood beside her. That was our first encounter. And it was something I remembered and was
interested in repeating with the same girl.
Besides, I liked the spa. They
had in room showers, and a sauna at no extra cost and it was discretely located
so I had no fear of being seen walking into a place of ill repute.
I went back to
the spa several times and met a few other girls, all of whom were forgettable,
and then one night, a Friday night I lucked out when I came to the spa and got
Minara again.
I am not sure
what happened that night, but she allowed me to kiss her, and she really seemed
to enjoy it. In the meantime, my hands
were running up and down her supine body and my finger was dallying in her
nexis while I kissed her breasts and spoke sweet nothings to her. I did not perform oral sex on her, but I took
my time, and really enjoyed the kissing.
Somehow, eventually I guess I was standing and fingering her pussy while
she jerked me and we both had a lovely orgasm at the same time.
When it was
done, she said to me: “Do you know how long I have been waiting for someone
like you?” She had a boyfriend, a fellow
who may have put money into her business, or ran a strip club, and somehow met
and liked her, but apparently the lovemaking was over and done within five
minutes. With me, she really didn’t have
to work much, because I was so enthusiastic and into it, I got my pleasure from
pleasuring her. And because she owned
the spa, I could take as much time with her as I wanted.
Eventually, I
decided I wanted to enjoy intercourse with her, and one time during our extra
sessions, I asked her if I could rub the bare head of my penis between her
pussy lips. She had earlier complained
to me that her lips were getting too big because of all the guys who were
sucking on them. I told her they were
just fine so far as I was concerned. I
think that I had just performed oral sex on her, and she was nicely
wetted. She allowed me to do the rubbing
and didn’t object when after a few minutes I mounted her and drove my sword
well into her sheath. We did the full
act and I ejaculated into her. That was
a great experience. I have been going
back to see her ever since. We spend a lot of time talking, and I listen to her
problems. I give her a bit of advice, but mostly she has to talk, and I am
happy to listen. She has said to me that
she likes me enough to allow me to be her boyfriend, but that would be hard to
do. I did enjoy spending two to three
hours with her and paying for the half hour only, but it shows what can be
achieved when you develop a good relationship with a prostitute. I also buy her birthday and Christmas
presents, and I have offered to take her to lunch but she has refused. I like her.
I am not sure I could live with her, but we do enjoy the little bit of
time we spend together.
I saw her a few
days ago. She told me how she knew who she would marry. He was the old man I mentioned earlier in the
story. He would give her money, five, ten and even thirty thousand dollars if
she needed it for her business. She was
forty, and he was seventy. When he
leaves the country, he gives her an envelope and tells her to open it only if
he does not return. She told me she never opened the envelope yet, but imagines
that it is something he has set aside for her.
I enjoyed
marvelous sex with her in the old style missionary position and was able to cum
inside her. Then we had a cuddle in her
bed for half an hour before I had to get home.
I tell her about my girlfriend but that I have always had the best sex
ever with her.(Minara) We like each other. It is like we are lovers. Sometimes she calls me when she is feeling
depressed. I give her advice and listen
to her concerns. She appreciates my listening to her. I even appreciate that she will call me. I do not shun her. I enjoy her company.
Amy
Amy was not a
favorite. Amy was a one-time girl I visited when I was starting to get
comfortable picking girls who were booked into hotels and were advertising on
theredzone.com. There was something
about the ad that was curious. It seemed
that the same ad was running in several places with the same description, but
with different girls. What attracted me
to this girl was that she was Caucasian, young, maybe as young as 19, and
looked like she had a nice clean body. I
called her up and booked the session.
When I came to the room, I did meet an attractive girl, but she seemed a
bit nervous. I did manage to get her to
undress, and lie down on the bed. I do
not remember if she gave me a blowjob or not, and for sure we used a
condom. She had what appeared to be
sores around her vulva. I asked her about them.
She told me the sores around her pussy were the result of the new Venus
razer she had purchased to shave away her hair.
That is something that a lot of girls do, shave away their hair.
Actually, I
think the reason I prefer Asian women is because most of them keep their hair,
or trim it. (I did meet one girl, named
Judy who I am sure never clipped or trimmed her hair for all of her forty years
on the planet but I did not go down on her and did appreciate the extra padding
when I was humping her, but that was another story).
Anyway in this
case I was not so comfortable with the girl for some reason and could not get a
workable erection, so I did not perform any oral and just started rubbing my
condom covered penis along her clitoris.
She responded well, and actually said that no guy had ever done that
before. I said: “You can learn something
new every day”.
I did
eventually enter her and cannot remember whether I finished inside her or outside
her, but when we were done, that is when she told me something
interesting.
She said she
was here to pay off a debt. Apparently
she had been caught shoplifting, or had stolen and pawned something, and the
guy who caught her basically put her in the hotel room so she could pay off the
debt. I suspect the story is true. She started to cry. She didn’t have the money to pay the guy
back. She did not know what else to do.
She then told me to get out of the room.
I got the sense that someone was coming to pick up the first
deposit. I left. You cannot tell whether these girls are
telling the truth, or telling a lie to get you to fork over more money. I was there for the service and that
only. But there were other times when
girls told me they were single mothers and had to make a living. Whether they were or not, I will never
know. If I liked them, I went back. If I didn’t, I moved on. In Amy’s case I reported it on a website
where men go to get reviews of escorts, and the post was deleted. I never saw her picture again, and so I guess
she paid her debt to society. I had no way of contacting her.
Anabelle
Anabelle is far
and away my favorite. I liked her so
much I asked her out to lunch several times, (which she accepted), and got to
know her real name and she mine. I was attracted to her ad in either
theredzone.com or Backpage, where she advertised large E cup breasts.
It is
interesting what a guy thinks he wants in a girl. When I was a young man, I wanted a blonde
with big tits and a great ass. Now, I
want slim and if she has nice natural larger breasts I am very happy. That was Anabelle.
Her breasts are
so beautiful . It is too bad she is so
modest and shy. If I were to take her
out on a date, something I would love to do, I would insist that she show a bit
a cleavage and wear a fitted bra that would emphasize her breasts . Of course, she would feel uncomfortable with
doing that so I would not force her to do it, but she certainly has the figure
to make it work. When I see her profile
in a mirror, her slender body and then the breasts I am just amazed at their size. Then I want to kiss her nipples so tenderly,
and press my tongue around the aureole, and then take her nipple into my mouth
and graze it gently from the base with my teeth. She likes the feeling as much as I enjoy
doing it.
I actually
spend a lot of time with her, just kissing and then hugging her with her
breasts snuggled up against my chest.
They are not firm breasts either, they have a nice natural flow to them,
so with her, I have the best of all worlds, breasts that can be scooped up in a
bra for maximum cleavage, and yet will hang properly when the bra is
removed. She is a slender woman who
stands about 5’4 and has a delightful figure with those larger breasts that are
so exciting for me. Reminds me of Liv Ullman from a Playboy centrefold I once
saw in the 1960’s. She has a slim waist, tiny bum and long legs that befit the
dancer that she is. She loves to dance
and she told me that her goal is to open a dancing school, or even a design
service where dancers can buy her designs.
She lives to dance.
I wonder whether I would feel the same way if
her breasts were removed? I would
probably still love her. The really good thing however, is that I have taken
the time to get to know her, and I think she is a good person. She even volunteers her time at an old folks’
home once a week and takes residents out for a walk. She really is my kind of
girl. I wish I could do more for
her. But this shows too that prostitutes
are real people, and with kind hearts, and a will to be a part of society.
When I showed
up at her apartment however, because of the ad I was expecting a young
schoolgirl type of girl with a clean complexion, but what appeared at the door,
was definitely older and perhaps with a few freckles. She was wearing a
schoolgirl type of outfit but she was not a schoolgirl. Well, I went in any way, and actually found
the experience to be very pleasant. I
liked it enough that I was prepared to go back which I did.
She also has a
younger daughter and is a homeowner.
That might say a bit about her success in life. She was trained as an economist in China and
then moved to North America with her then husband. He always wanted to live in the UK and off he
went. She could not get the job she wanted, and basically had to resort to this
kind of work to make ends meet. She told
me she hated her job. But she liked me.
And I really liked her.
Eventually our usual session would start with us kissing each other for
about ten minutes and then we would undress and then I would kiss her lovely
breasts, taking care to gently suck the nipples into my mouth and lick all
around them until she started sighing from pleasure. More kisses were followed with me going down
on her and licking her until she came. We started off using condoms but
eventually, she allowed me to enter her.
I was really
struggling with erectile difficulties when I started with her. I could not get hard enough to feel through
the condom, and even putting it on was a disaster. I had requested if I could rub the bare head
of my cock into her slit so I could coat it with the juices we had created, and
eventually I slid myself into her. She
did not object. I have always ejaculated outside of her rather than in
her. She has however asked me to come
with her. What a beautiful girl. She is the kind of woman I wish I could help
with her dreams and goals.
You can see
however, that she helped me with my erectile difficulties. Over time, she noted the increasing firmness
of my erections and it just made the experience better and better.
I see her
several times a month, buy her gifts and give her birthday and Christmas money,
because she is that important to me. I
love her.
Lana
Lana was a
one-time girl I met at a spa in my area that provided mostly Caucasian
girls. It was a Friday evening after I
had done some shopping for the family. I
knew I had time, and I was horny. I
wanted to get some action. I went up the
stairs to the spa, and the first woman who greeted me was Lana. She had a Newfie accent, as I recall. She was not really attractive, a bit
overweight, but had a good rack and some nice soft curves so I was not going to
say no to this experience. She was
probably in her mid thirties, and could even have been a bit older, say her mid
forties. The spa’s policy of employing
mostly Caucasian girls was nice, because it was a change from all the Asians in
the area. They also had a policy of a
flat rate for the body slide service, at $ 60, which on top of the forty then
for the massage meant that I could get service for about $100.00. I undressed and Lana complimented my body,
then started massaging with the oil. I
am sure that the massage was nothing special, but she started talking, and
complained that she was not doing well in this business because most of the men
were too cheap. I told her that I
usually paid the rate for the standard fare after the massage and she seemed to
be happy with that. I also told her that I could offer a bit more if she wanted
to go a bit further. So we agreed to the
basics. She undressed. I admired her large heavy breasts and
complimented her. The fat on her belly
was not excessive, and it looked like it was going to be a comfortable
experience. We kissed. I like it when a woman gives me a full French
kiss, using her tongue as though it were an explorer in a strange new
land.
I asked her to
lie down on the massage table. I kissed
her, worked down to her breasts, and eventually down to her nexus, and I cannot
remember whether I performed cunnilingus on her, although I must have because I
asked her if I could rub the bare head of my cock in her slit just to soak up
some of the juices we had created and to enhance the experience. She not only said: “Yes”, but she told me I
could rub it just about anywhere else I wanted.
Again, when I met this girl, I cannot remember if I was that fully
experienced in my relations with massage girls to actually penetrate her. I might have just moved myself in bareback
for a visit or two, but I seem to recall finishing off while standing facing
her, while she gently stroked my nipples, and I, stroking my cock, shot my
ejaculate all over her belly. We
kissed. It was a great experience for
both of us.
After we got
cleaned up and dressed, she walked me to the door and told me she would like to
continue the relationship. She wondered
if we could share phone numbers. She
lived in the west end of town, which was a long drive from my place. I told her that I was completely unreliable and
did not know when I would be back. I was not really sure I wanted a girlfriend
outside of the spa experience at that time.
It probably would have been a lot of trouble for me. Then I left.
Two weeks
later, I came back only to find that she had quit. I had no way of contacting her. I liked her enough that after consideration,
I was willing to continue the relationship.
My loss.
Maggie
According to
Maggie, I have been seeing her for four years, which is as long as she had been
in Canada. Her English is ok, but she
needs to practise it more.
I think I saw
an ad for her in a now defunct internet site promoting escorts in my specific
city. It showed a picture of a slender
but cute girl in a yellow dress minus her panties. There was also a shot of her walking taken
from her feet, looking up. I was
hooked. The price in the ad said $ 40 to
$ 60 so I had to see what the fuss was about.
She was located
in the second floor of a strip mall. She
was not the cutest girl I had ever seen, but she had a certain charm about her
and I followed her up to her place of business. The place was warm, clean and
busy.
She had three
rooms going, all by herself!
She put me in
one room and asked me to wait. I got
myself ready, and she finished with another gentleman in another room, and in
the meantime arranged for another guy to have a shower and a nap while she
looked after me!
This sounded a
little bit crazy. The phone was constantly buzzing but at least she ignored it
while we were in session. The session was
very good, and that is probably why I kept going to see her from time to
time. In those days, I was having
trouble getting it up, and she was exciting enough to at least get me to send
some blood to my pecker, and also knew how to make things work a different way
if the standard way wasn’t working. She
was also generous with her time, and that is probably why I paid her $ 100
instead of the $ 60 she was expecting.
She told me that all she could offer me was more time, so she gave me a
massage afterwards.
We always did a
bareback blow job which was excellent, and then covered full service. She would not hear of anything else.
I always said
to her that she never failed me. I always got an erection with her, and had a
good ejaculation. Eventually however, I
got tired of being there on the production line with a bunch of other
guys. I tried to line her up first thing
in the morning, or when she was not busy.
But she always was busy.
Eventually, I stopped going to see her.
It was close to
a year later and one day she did the unthinkable: she called me. I did not answer because I did not know who
it was. There was no message. Then, later, she texted me. The message implied that it was from someone
I knew but I had deleted the number. I
asked who she was, and she told me her name.
I called her to be courteous, and she said she missed me (and my money)
and that she had moved to a new location.
I saved her information, but told her that I was in a serious
relationship and did not want to stray. Perhaps
6 months later, she called again. I told
her I was uncomfortable with the production line situation that I described
above, and while I enjoyed her skill set, I wondered if there was a time when I
could see her and it was just she and me?
Well, we worked something out.
Since that time, she arranges to see me as the first customer of the
day, and I get her all to myself.
Furthermore, since I have cured myself of my ED woes, I am now able
engage with her while wearing a condom, and the sex is as good as it gets. For the safety of all, that is probably what
we should be doing. We are both happy
people.
She seems to be
doing better also because the furniture in her new place is better quality than
the previous furniture she had. She also
told me she is working fewer hours now, so she is happy too.
Charlotte
She was a
one-time girl I saw who used to advertise regularly on Craigslist, then moved
to theredzone.com
She had a
stunning body, with great firm boobs, no
tummy and a small waste and great legs.
Not bad for a Caucasian.
She claimed to
be the mistress of a former hi-tech executive, and she probably enjoyed a good
life. That company had a well-publicised
upheaval and I guess a lot of the execs lost their jobs, and in effect, so did
she. Consequently, she was doing this to
support herself.
I visited her
at a condo and it was one of the best occasions I ever had. I guess I was early in my development,
because I do not remember performing oral on her, although she did a covered
blow job on me and then allowed me to enjoy coitus with her. Before we finished, I asked if I could jerk
myself off onto her body. She agreed but
asked that I not get it on her face. I
am very embarrassed to say that I had one of the most powerful ejaculations ever
and got it everywhere, including her hair.
I had to apologize all over the place. I was too ashamed to go back and
see her again. My loss.
I am hoping she
found a better situation for herself. I
have not seen her ads for a long time.
Rosa
Rosa is a black
lady who works out of her home in a town close to my own. I called to set up an appointment and was
greeted by a stunningly beautiful woman who was taller than I. I was impressed. I actually asked her why she needed to be in
the business, and she told me that a long time ago, she decided she wanted the
money. She was pretty enough to have a
whole gang of men after her. She worked
in retail and her schedule was based around her retail work. Her house was neat, clean and charming. Now, I was doubly impressed. I still remember the day I went to see
her. She asked me to have a shower and
then meet her in the bedroom. I did so. We kissed and I kissed her breasts. Is it my imagination or do darker skinned
women have tougher nipples. Hers were hard
to suck into my mouth. And I have
noticed this before with other dark skinned women. By the way, I am not complaining, rather it
is an observation. I should probably do
more research!
I had never
performed oral sex on a black woman before, but she was so obviously clean that
I decided to ask permission. It was
granted. She had a tiny landing pad, and
was quite pink on the inside when I put my face to her vulva. I really had no idea about this, thinking
rather than she might be darker skinned. But I guess it goes to show you that
all people of all races are the same on the inside. Any of you teachers, educators or politicians
may quote me on that one.
I performed
oral and she was delighted. She came and
told me that something like that rarely happens. At the time, I was still having difficulty
getting hard, and during our session she asked me if I ever got hard. It didn’t even happen when she gave me a
bareback blowjob to warm me up. So I
asked her if she would allow me to rub the bare head of my penis in her slit to
enhance my experience and warm her up. She assented and said it was very
good. I then told her about my erectile
difficulties and asked if I could slide myself in uncovered and enjoy a few
strokes. I promised not to come inside
her. She said: “You mean bareback? Well ok.”
So we did it and I had a lovely experience. After a while I pulled out and we stood at
the edge of the bed and she massaged my nipples while I stroked myself to
completion. I am sure I took up more
time than I should have, but she was very accommodating and did not say
anything. I really should go back and
see her again and perhaps book for a longer time. She was a truly beautiful woman.
Nathalie
Now this was an
interesting situation. She was one of the
few white girls that I visited more than once.
She claimed that her age was 49, but she could have been 40. Strawberry-blonde hair and a nice meaty girl. She was not in my opinion overweight. She was actually a well-built babe. The biggest problem that I had so far with
most Caucasian mature women was that they were overweight, and did not look
after their physical beauty very well. I
guess it is just the way the race develops in time. I know there are slender women out there, but
I just have not gotten around to seeing them, especially when I have some
favorites who already look after me well.
Nathalie
actually had a regular job working as a customer service representative for a
multinational company, and often her business travel brought her into my part
of the world. She would be arriving in
town at a 3 star hotel, book in and after or in between her service calls, she
would advertise her availability in Backpage, but also send those of us who had
shared email addresses an advance notice of her arrival. (I used an email alias address.)
In effect she
was a regular part-time prostitute. All
we had to do was confirm by email a time and then we were ready to go.
I liked what I
saw, and she was clean, attractive and sexy.
She liked to kiss, have her breasts licked, kissed and suckled, and
provide bareback blowjob service, which I thanked her for by performing oral on
her, and then we would have a pleasant condom covered copulation.
She revealed a
bit about herself in the denouement of our meeting, and I found out she had a
child but she did not want to go into the details of that. I respected her privacy.
I met up with
her several times, always enjoying the moment.
Occasionally she would travel with a girlfriend, and offer duo service,
but it was hard for me to take advantage of that on short notice.
Eventually, she
disappeared. Not sure what happened but
she is nowhere to be found. Perhaps she
entered into a steady relationship with someone, or changed jobs, or retired.
Madame Maggie
I do not know
how she does it. Madame Maggie runs a
brothel in a condominium building and constantly advertises on backpage. She has been doing it for at least ten years
and has come up with some of the most creative advertising I have ever
seen. Her best ad was one promoting
“bush girls”. These could have been
women from the far north, or the deep woods of Tennessee, or they could also
have been girls who never shaved their pubes.
I was fascinated by that.
Eventually one night, I called the number and I spoke with Maggie. She told me her rates and location, and
because it may have been a slow night, offered me the sixty dollar
special. I showed up and partook of the
offerings. She was a bit heavy but not
gross and I immediately recognized her as the lady in the “bush girls”
advert. I asked her about it and told
her I thought it was a pretty good ad.
She said it was all about marketing, and in this case she was targeting
men who liked a woman with a full set of bush, or pubic hair. Well, it worked for me. But there was more to this place than just
that! The ads kept changing. Sometimes she would invite people to come to
an all-night party and drink and play cards. Other times she would advertise
herself as Vanda the vacuum clean lady, and would be shown as a cleaning lady
doing all kinds of work in not too much clothing. Other times she looked like an exotic
Persian, although she was Italian and suggested people come to sample the
delights of a middle eastern woman. Very
creative.
I went one time
during the day when I needed a break but she wasn’t there. Instead I got to meet one of the other
room-mates, a black girl named Naomi. I was impressed by the security of the
place. A French lady was giving
directions, probably managing the day shift, and showed me a bunch of girls,
one of whom she was having an argument with.
(The girl apparently did not want to go to a particular room and service
a client.) I guess she was trying to see
whether I wanted to try her instead of Naomi.
Well, I wanted to be on my best behaviour because the French girl was
holding two large Dobermans with big teeth and a look of hunger, and I did not
want to be their meal for the day. Naomi
and I went upstairs to the bedroom and immediately she asked me for more
money. I guess her cut of the take was
not enough. Anyway, we did the deed, but
just before I was about to finish, there was banging on the door. It was the French girl demanding Naomi pay
her more because she had used up the time.
What a great boss! I might have
given the kid a bit more, but I decided it was time to get out of there before
it was too late. Nowadays, at any given
time, there are all kind of girls in the place.
She specializes in girls who need a place to stay, offering room and
board in exchange for light housekeeping duties. Of course, they can perform sexual activities
in the room for which Madame Maggie gets a cut.
Overall, it was not an experience I would want to repeat, and the high
turnover of the girls, indicates to me that the work environment is not really
the greatest either.
Janelle
This was
another interesting case. I came across
her pictures on theredzone.com.
I liked what I saw.
It was early in
my career as a hobbyist, but she was a white girl, maybe 29, and with that nice
hourglass figure that I wanted to explore.
I set up a time to meet her and I must say I learned a lot about my city
on that one! She was holed up in a seedy
hotel in one of the riskier parts of town.
I parked my car, and looked around at all the refugees in the area. This hotel was apparently a place where they
kept newly arrived immigrants until they found settlement somewhere. It was safe enough for me to park and be there,
but it did make me feel uneasy.
Fortunately, I had taken a Levitra prior to the visit because I wanted
to be on my best behaviour, so I was obligated to follow through.
I went to the
hotel room and knocked on the door. It
opened up, not because it was unlocked, but because the locking mechanism
wasn’t working properly to ensure complete safety. I closed the door and introduced myself to
everything I ever wanted in a woman. She
was beautiful: blonde, voluptuous,
attractive, with big tits hiding underneath her shirt. She wore a short
skirt. I introduced myself, and gave her
the money, and discussed how we could better secure the door. There wasn’t much furniture in the room other
than a bed, a single chair and perhaps a dresser where she could put some
clothes. I think she was very new to
this business, and really hadn’t been here before. I took the chair, and propped it up against
the door, locking it into the door handle.
That was when I noticed the window which had drapes, but anyone walking
by and being nosey could probably get a good view of the room.
I got undressed
and she asked me to lie down on the bed.
Actually, she told me to lie down on the bed. She liked to give
orders. It was a thing of hers. I am not
sure what happened next, but I told her to undress and was quite pleased to see
that she wore no panties under the skirt and had a shaven pubic area. Looked pretty good! I got to kiss her magnificent breasts and
fondled them for a bit. They were D cup
perfection and possibly 38 to 40 inchers.
We talked all
the while. She apparently had worked at
a university in the library but could not get the hours she wanted. They kept
cutting her hours. To make up the
shortage, she was resorting to this. She
was planning to be here for a while because she had a stack of mystery novels
with her which she was planning to read while waiting for the phone to ring.
Now it was time
for her to service me. She gave me a
bareback blowjob as I lay on the bed. The Levitra was working so I was in good
form. She covered my penis in spit, rubbed it up and down and then slipped on a
condom. I got her to lie down, spread
her legs, and then I proceeded to enter her and enjoy a wonderful fuck. I came within her so I was completely
satisfied.
I got dressed,
said adieu, and left.
I was really
happy with the experience. So happy in
fact, I wrote a review in an escort review board’s website. I remembered getting a bareback blowjob,
mentioned the lack of panties and a juicy pussy ready for play, and a few other
things in glowing terms. The review got
posted and within a week had been looked at 13,000 times. I wanted her to be
successful. I got what I wanted, but not
what I really wanted which was to have another session with her. She now had so many customers calling her
that she was booked up for days. When I
set an appointment, sometimes she would text saying that she was too
tired!
Eventually I
did get another appointment and this time it was at the same hotel, only on the
second floor. The room was in a more
private location and the door lock worked properly. I did not fear that someone would barge in on
us while I was cumming. The only thing
was that she ran out of condoms and one of us, probably me, had to go and buy
some.
Gawd! The things I have to do to get laid.
The session was
as good as before. I reminded her that I
had written a review. She had seen it
because she posted on the same website.
She did say that she got a bit overwhelmed at some times and some of the
expectations of the customers were a bit much.
I guess my review was a bit too favorable. This caused her some grief with some of the
men. She actually got into a posting war
with one guy and it was not pretty.
Well, “the best laid plans of men aft go aglee” as they say.
I did ask her
how things had been and she did say that she met some of the nicest guys, older
men since she started doing this.
Eventually, she
did not go back to the old run down hotel, but decided to work out of her
house. I set up an appointment with her,
but when I arrived there, it looked like there were all kinds of people in the
house and I did not want to meet people and make friends. I just wanted to get laid. I cancelled the appointment. This too became an issue on the web site, and
soon she was fighting with people about that.
Who knew she was such a feisty person?
In time, she
started to book into better hotels. It
took me a while to catch up to her again, and when I did, I noticed some
changes. She had put on a lot of weight. Her belly was now quite big, by about 20
lbs. It wasn’t the same as the original
experience. Also, I think she had
developed some genital warts. These are little growths in the pubic area that
could be a bit contagious. Her attitude
had changed a bit too. She had seen it
all and was not that accommodating.
Well, that was my last visit. I
thanked her for everything after whatever we did and left.
She is still
active, but I have not been back for a visit since.
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