A Trip down memory lane!Your first steps as a hobbyist or in the Biz?

Mine was just 4 months ago and the review is still up....Boy what a mess I was.
Poor AmberRose had to deal with this mess and on a beautiful Sunny Saturday Morning at that

https://merb.cc/vbulletin/showthread.php?121604-Amber-438-880-6559&highlight=amber

I've definitely become more comfortable, think I've come a long way in 4 months :smile:

J'avais 24 ans, proche de 25. Je fréquentais un club de danseuses à l'époque où on pouvait pas toucher aux filles. Comme je vivais à l'extérieur de Montréal, dans certains clubs, les danses à 5 $ étaient remplacées par des danses à 10 $: on pouvait caresser les filles et "manger" leurs seins, même si c'était illégal. Une danseuse me demande c'était quand la dernière fois que j'avais fait l'amour. Je lui réponds: "Jamais". Elle me donne rendez-vous le soir même chez elle (j'avais l'habitude de la faire danser). 100 $ pour une heure. Elle me masturbe et me fait une fellation, je la masturbe et je lui fait un cunnilingus. On alterne jusqu'à la pénétration. Quel beau souvenir! Pas d'éjaculation précoce et j'étais content de pouvoir conserver mon état d'excitation!

My very first experience was a stripper in Tijuana who was sitting on my lap. I know this sounds like BS, but it's true. She encouraged me to feel her up & I did. She stopped me, giggling, when my hand went down her pants to fondle her. I ended up not "going upstairs" with her because I was plowed -- drunk out of my mind. The next experience was in NYC with something that I had set up. Not the best experience of my life. Now, the THIRD experience, that one was fantastic, with a young woman who is still in the business. Over an hour getting oral during a 2 hour app't. That's the type of thing you think about wistfully with a sigh...

My first expierence was back in 90's while I was in Dallas. There was an Oriental Massage/Bath house right off of I35E. It was with the mamma san Cookie. I was so nervous but she was very patient and treated me nice. As for here in Montreal my first expierence was with Isabell Rochelle formally of MSC, great first time expierence with here.

Doc Holliday said:

I remember Christine. She also worked at Maxximum at around the same time. She was a bit of a drama queen among the girls & if i remember correctly Jules eventually fired her for those reasons & that's when she wound up with Agence Fantasmes.

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Wow, that's so cool. She was definitely memorable and what drama over that broken condom. I seriously took 15 minutes to calm her down.

gurgeh85 said:

Now, the THIRD experience, that one was fantastic, with a young woman who is still in the business. Over an hour getting oral during a 2 hour app't. That's the type of thing you think about wistfully with a sigh...

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I have to tell you something else about this experience. It was an afternoon app't, so it was from like 2 to 4. As 4 o'clock rolled around, I was standing there & she was giving me oral. I kind of tapped her on the arm and said, "Uh, it's 4 o'clock. You don't have to keep doing that. I don't think it's going to happen again." She paused long enough -- without even looking up at me -- to say, "Shut the fuck up," & then said one of the dirtiest things a woman has ever said to me, but I'm going to keep that one for myself. i thought, "Holy shit! Did she just say that to me?" We ended up going a good 20 minutes into OT. I left red-faced and sweaty & she even gave me a drink for the road before I left. Not a bad intro to the hobbying world...

Before getting married, the most I had experienced were some heavy action lapdances (anyone remember Alfie's on Decarie?). For the next twenty years, I gave up any sexual outlets other than the great experiences I had (and still have) with my wife, just didn't feel the need.

Three years ago, I was on a business trip to Vegas (you go where the job takes you ) and was horny as hell and out of the blue I said to myself "I don't want to cheat on my wife with a random girl I pick up a the bar, I'm confident, I have the money, I'm getting myself an escort". Started researching on Eros and found the perfect GFE indy girl for me. Sent her an e-mail straight away, she responded quickly and we set a date for the next day. Just to be on the safe side, I found out about reviews and did a little research on TER. As a newb, I couldn't obviously see the warning signs.

She billed herself as having been crowned "Best Dancer" and "Best Boobs on the Strip", so I had said perfect: I'm a breast man through and through, and I wanted to take things slow and get the world's raunchiest lapdance (release, but no FS for a first time).

After a very long day of work, meeting clients, I was dead on my feet but excited for the evening to come. I was having dinner with clients and colleagues and were texting to confirm the time she would come to my hotel. Now comes the timeline:
- The day before, we had set the date for 7:30 p.m.,
- around 6:30 during dinner she texted me to say she was pushing it back to 8:30 and I said OK.
- 8:30 rolls around, no news, no knock on the door. Drink a couple fingers of scotch to take the edge off of the day, but doesn't help the fact that I'm already really tired.
- 9:15 p.m. she decides to send me a text saying sorry that she's running late (no shit Sherlock!) and she'll be there in 15 minutes, still OK.
- 10:30 p.m. rolls around and I say "fuck it, I'm going to bed", and at the same time she sends me another text that she's really going to be there in five minutes. I'm now pissed, but Horny newb still says yes.
- She finally knocks on the door at 10:45 (for a two hour date that was initially supposed to start at 7:30).

First impression at seeing her, I remember, is a perfect mix of excitement and disappointment: she had a killer body, proudly walking chest forward, but wearing jeans, a t-shirt and fringed suede jacket (really not the classy outfits and dresses she wore in her ads).

She's friendly enough, gives me a couple of pecks on the cheek, and tells me to relax and that she's going to change into an outfit and dance for me. Good... after waiting so long.
- FIFTEEN minutes later she comes out, puts on some music and starts an "air dance", not even five feet close to me. I ask her to move in closer to get to know each other better. No go. After the song ends, she goes back to washroom saying she wants to change into another outfit.
- Again, FIFTEEN minutes later she comes out and says she's going to give a lapdance, "Yes, (40 minutes into the date) I'll finally have a chance to get a feel of that awesome body". I get to gently massaging her breasts (which she had advertised as "a breast lover's dream") and she says she not really into that and draws my hands elsewhere. Try to kiss her, and GFE service is barely LFK. Song two ends, so back to the washroom for a new outfit...
- I'll let you guess... FIFTEEN minutes later she comes out again. As she comes back for a lapdance, I move to DIGITS to get her hot and bothered, which leads to an average BBBJ, which relieves the horny tension and let's me finally understand that this had been a darn $600 USD disappointment.

On the way out she dared ask me for a tip, and hoped I would write a positive review on TER (which I obviously didn't).

Since then, on a couple of occasions where business brought me back North across the border to my native Montréal, I waded back in with a couple of great sessions at YPG spa (Tina (awesome Mexican girl whose left since), and Rhianna (whose amazing, but way too much woman for me)), but I haven't repeated with an SP.

I recently decided to try and give SPs another chance, and set up a TDL. On my first occasion North, I set up a meeting with what I believe promises to be an amazing girl, but a business shit storm dragged me back home to Connecticut.

I really hope to be back in Montréal soon.

Quebec City, 2009.
Agency: Escort Quebec
SP: Charlene, a sultry looking parisian MILF, with very noticeable tribal tattoos on the under side of her her huge man-made breasts. Some of you probably know who she is.

I remember staying at a Hotel on Rue St Jean. I had no idea how it worked. I called, after diner and a few glasses of wine (at Portofinos), and made the reservation. I remember how simple it seemed after I made the reservation... as if it was too simple. I almost chickened out and went to Lady Maryanne's instead.

I had two hours to get ready.

I thought about everything. I showered, I cleaned up the room, I hide away my luggage, I folded all my clothes in my luggage (as if she was going to inspect it when she arrived), I freshened up about three times, I turned down the lights, tuned them back up, then ultimately decided to turn them back down. Then I thought how does it progress... does she just walk in, pull a string and she's naked and wet and ready... or will this be a date, where I need to convince her that Im worth having sex with. First time i was nervous. I wasn't sure if it was even normal to just have them come over to the hotel room to hook up... do they usually go on a dinner date? I had a lot of questions, that remained unanswered.

What if she thought I was not her type... what if she is used to model material men, that fuck like stallions with a dick 12 inched long, and can give several women glorious orgasms that soak the bed sheets... then I reminded my self I don't anyone like that, and this is not a porno. But still, what if she is not into me... is that an option? Should I have food here, along with the drinks? How do you impress an escort? Flowers? and commanding size penis? ... I was nervous, as I consider myself a fairly average guy, that doesn't have time for a relationship and needs to get laid, instead of wasting money at strip joints. Will I be too nervous to get an erection? Will I last long enough for her? Will I be good enough to make her have an orgasm? Will this be a story I tell someday? or will I hide it?

She knocked on the door, and entered. I swear it was the only time in my life that I felt almost afraid, as my hands were shaking, and I was breathing heavy. She realized I had an aussie accent immediately, and then we discussed where I was from and then France, where she's from, and we went on and on and on....Then I realized that I have a huge missile in my pants, simply from talking with this woman.... she is turning me on immensely and hasn't touched me yet. She said something about France... and Im trying to reposition my dick to comfort in my pants. I noticed their was only 30 minutes left to our encounter (I had booked for 1.5 hrs), and I asked her if she could extend her time with me by an hour. She took care of it. Then she sat back down, and started to rub my leg, and lift her skirt a little, and asked me what I liked... and told me that she likes being fucked gentle and then hard, and dirty talk..... and...and...and...Thats when she recognized... IM A NOOBIE at this. She asked if it was my first time with an escort... I said yes. She got wet instantly... I swear. She smiled ear to ear. It was Escort Christmas for her...I may as well have told her I have a diamond necklace for her.... Then she asked me everything I have ever tried in bed.. then what I want to try with her... she put everything on the menu for me... except anal, as she need to see how big my dick was first.... then she insisted that we not anal. and i thought i was average.I remember have some of the best sex of my life that evening with a 40 yr/ old Parisian MILF, with a sexy mom body! She was fantastic, and I'll never forget that. I felt like I lost my virginity all over again. She got me hooked on this.... and I owe her still.

A year or so later I recognized her at Cupids Escorts in Toronto.. the tattoos on her under-boob gave it away. Booked her again... and she remembered me at the door. That night we hardly talked. She walked in, friendly kiss and hug, small glass of wine and she fucked my brains out that night. If I could find her again, I'd repeat. She was at Toronto Passions for a bit, but our schedules never coincided when I was in town. I believe she is gone now... too bad.. for me!

Side Note: Now Im addicted to Threesomes... thanks for the great first solo encounter!

Great post Toxic! Can't beleive you talked for more than an hour before sex!!

Cheers,

I was in a Bar in the Marriott hotel in Downtown Atlanta at a convention

I saw two beautiful brunettes for three straight days. There was a fashion convention going on so I thought nothing of it. The 3rd day I mentioned something to the bartender: Who are those two brunettes. He said "Oh them? It's obvious what they are" with a disgusted look. "What are they" I asked. He said "Escorts. They're in here every week" Mr Bodini perked up inside my trousers (this was before the name change to Hungry Jr).

I walked over to the two young ladies when they were by the cigarette machine buying smokes. I said hello. They confidently introduced themselves. We talked for awhile and I tried to impress them (I was a young stud back then). Finally out of the blue one girl asked "Does your car go 250 miles per hour?"
I replied no but I have a new 4 wheel drive extended cab checy truck that will go through anything. I am a country boy and I love trucks and hunting etc. We spoke for a few more minutes and then she asked again "Does your truck go 250 miles per hour?" I replied "no car or truck goes 250 mph. Why even in the salt flats...Ohhhhhhhh" I said.

She explained that if your car goes 250 MPH that I can have both of them for an hour but I had to always wear a seat belt. I reached into my wallet and and I opened it up and I said "my car goes 35 mph today." We went to a money machine in the lobby and they stood and looked over my shoulder as I tried to withdraw money to no avail. The girls said good bye. I swore never to travel with so little cash.

I would return to the Marriott a few years later. This time the girls in the Marriott were unattractive black girls. I went out on the street and the street girls were all black girls that looked terrible. The internet had taken over. I did not know, at the time, how to take advantage of the internet.

I would never see those two beautiful girls again. I thought they were speed junkie thrill seekers but it was just a euphemism that pre-Hungry did not understand at the time.

jalimon said:

Great post Toxic! Can't beleive you talked for more than an hour before sex!!

Cheers,

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... Im fairly certain we even discussed the Persian Gulf War, and my Favourite Encyclopedia collection... fuck I was nervous!

I am pretty sure I had mentioned this before so I will give the abridged version. About 11 years ago I was in Marrakesh visiting a friend and went to a night club. Lots of gorgeous women, and the m:f ratio was extremely favorable. I quickly realized all the women there were professional, and spoke to a few. I received a few offers, but was hesitant to accept. I mulled it over the next day and decided to go through with it. The next night I spent some time drinking and looking at my options, before I found someone I liked. I made eye contact and she came over. After a drink or two and some chit chat, went back to her place and left at the crack of dawn. I saw her again the next night, this time skipping the night club entirely and spending the entire evening with her. It was pretty cheap, I had paid her about $200 or $250 total for both nights.

When I got back to the US all I could think of was repeating. I gradually found TER and booked someone from a local agency I knew to be legit. I went to her hotel room and while she was very pleasant, I was extremely nervous the entire time and constantly thinking about getting caught. Nothing happened, and I left. Even though I am Canadian, I did not know how much more favorable the laws were in Canada until someone mentioned it in a TER chat room. The person talking to me hobbied frequently in Montreal and then suggested I should check out Merb. The rest is history.

I don't remember what year it was but do remember how it came about. I had been going over Robin's spreadsheet ( memories for some of you ) this was pre-MERB and picked out a girl based on the spreadsheet info. Called her, booked a time and off I went, nervous as hell. She wasn't a stunner as far as face goes but what a body. She gave me a washcloth and pointed me to the bathroom. No shower, just a sink and a toilet. I washed the important areas and came to join her.......in the living room. First she wanted me to DATy which for me has never been a problem and after 15 mins she came with a flood. As I continued she came again and again. Finally it was my turn, she put a towel on the living room carpet and kneeled and started one of the best BBBJ's I have ever had, before or since. She wanted some serious face fucking and I was happy to oblige, this lasted perhaps another 20 mins. there was plenty of choking and spitting ball licking sucking and deep throating, amazing. Finally she slipped on a condom and pulled me towards her couch where we fucked every way possible until I finally CIM and she SW. I saw her off and on for about a year every Friday at a rate of $120./hr She was the first and led me to this hobby

Went up to Montreal for the first time in 2010 for a bachelor party. We stopped at Hilltop for dances and only one guy knew about the hobby, but we never tried. It was fun getting a bike tour and sampling the food around the city though.

2013 was the first time as I found this forum and went up with another guy. Got to meet with Allyson from MSC and Gemini Skye when she was with Angels. The meeting with Allyson was in early afternoon and Gemini was at night where we shared an elevator ride with a couple and a baby. I don't need to describe much for people that know Gemini's style and she tried waving at the baby... Let's just say the mom was not impressed, lol.

Fast forward to now, I am planning another trip soon... wish I have more opportunities to visit this beautiful city!

Many years ago I remember I was using yahoo or altavista (out of curiosity of course) looking for erotic stories or porn. I had come across my first reviews sites (worldsexguide and canbest).

There were reviews of a girl who was working at a massage parlor near my house (psycho corporel owned by Mr. Tran).
My first was with this cute crosseyed blonde with an amazing derriere who would eventually come to be known as Isabelle LaRochelle a few years later.

Holly crap the amazing massages, oral and greek skillsets this girl had! I still consider her as legendary. Perhaps its because she was my first.

How I miss those days.

Oh boy....à mes débuts long time ago, more than 10 years, i used to go at SEXY4U downtown most of the time the Friday around 4 or 5........and i was leaving in Ste-Thérèse......so imagine the traffic to get there and to come back home....a mess. It is there i had my first encounters with ebonies and was not great

great....In the morning was looking in the Journal de Montreal to see who was working.....and booked for the end of the afternoon. The funny thing is when i was around i have to find a phone booth to confirm my reservation.....not always easy and most of the time the line was busy....have to wait often more than

10 min before talking to the booker.....and you know what....it happened that my girl has left or did not show......so imagine how angry i was having to return home just like that...hilarious. Now you understand why i moved to Montréal..... and am very very happy here.
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