Girls I Visited

Girls I Visited

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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