Well for me it was not too bad, it was 4 years ago at Massage plus, paid too much though..$150 for half hour. I'd rate my experience a 7 on a 10 scale. Anybody else care to share first time experiences and rate them?
First time with an escort
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First outcall was over 16 years ago, her name was Genevieve D. of Les filles de M. Jacques. Tall, slender dirty blonde, peachy, perky in every sense of the word, glowing skin and fair complexion, very pleasant facial features, green eyes, must have been in her early 20`s. Repeated a good dozen of times.
GFE by today`s standards: dfk, cim, daty, mpos (except cowgirl), msog. Restrictions: anal.
First sexworker I`ve engaged in sex with, a couple of years before meeting Genevieve, was a SW. Don`t recall her mentioning a name, probably hispanic, cute brunette, cbj in the car, that`s all I remember.
It just hit me that I`ve been resorting to escorts for almost two decades...
GFE by today`s standards: dfk, cim, daty, mpos (except cowgirl), msog. Restrictions: anal.
First sexworker I`ve engaged in sex with, a couple of years before meeting Genevieve, was a SW. Don`t recall her mentioning a name, probably hispanic, cute brunette, cbj in the car, that`s all I remember.
It just hit me that I`ve been resorting to escorts for almost two decades...
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First time with an SP was an incall at her place (some 20years ago I think). I was very, very young and so adventurous that I was pretty much 'excited and freaking out'. I even knock on someone else's door asking for her on the wrong street before I got there alright since I was on Fullum's instead of Frontenac.
The girl' boyfriend (pimp) was actually playing a video game in the living room while we had sex in her room and this was in a 2 1/2appt. very thight.
The guy even shook my hand first and said after " Pi man ? s' t'ecoeurant hein ? moé ch`te l`dit s`te fille là est heavy !!!'
Weird stuff.
The girl' boyfriend (pimp) was actually playing a video game in the living room while we had sex in her room and this was in a 2 1/2appt. very thight.
The guy even shook my hand first and said after " Pi man ? s' t'ecoeurant hein ? moé ch`te l`dit s`te fille là est heavy !!!'
Weird stuff.
Wow, it's so hard to remember this without wanting to repeatedly punch myself in the face for being a jackass.
Which, by the way, is the sure-fire way to keep yourself awake during long drives. Just think about something embarassing that you would have handled differently.
Anyway, I was up in Montreal for a visit, I called Asservissante, and explained I was sharing a tiny, tiny room. I also explained that I would need one girl after another - one for me, one for my friend. I was told that one was less attractive then the other, so, I agreed to the less attractive girl so that my friend could have the more attractive one.
Continuing on the timeliness topic on other threads, both girls knocked on the door EXACTLY on time. I mean, maybe 30 seconds off, but really, that's amazing.
So, the knock on the door came, and when I answered, I thought there was a mistake. The girl was beautiful, she was patient, kind, etc, etc.
I didn't say anything because I didn't want to tell my friend that he got stuck with the ugly one.
There was no problem there. It's hard to compare a ruby to a sapphire, but needless to say, we both enjoyed our visit.
So, if I had to summarize, I would say: My first visit = Eye-opening experience into how amazing Montreal SP's are!
Which, by the way, is the sure-fire way to keep yourself awake during long drives. Just think about something embarassing that you would have handled differently.
Anyway, I was up in Montreal for a visit, I called Asservissante, and explained I was sharing a tiny, tiny room. I also explained that I would need one girl after another - one for me, one for my friend. I was told that one was less attractive then the other, so, I agreed to the less attractive girl so that my friend could have the more attractive one.
Continuing on the timeliness topic on other threads, both girls knocked on the door EXACTLY on time. I mean, maybe 30 seconds off, but really, that's amazing.
So, the knock on the door came, and when I answered, I thought there was a mistake. The girl was beautiful, she was patient, kind, etc, etc.
I didn't say anything because I didn't want to tell my friend that he got stuck with the ugly one.
There was no problem there. It's hard to compare a ruby to a sapphire, but needless to say, we both enjoyed our visit.
So, if I had to summarize, I would say: My first visit = Eye-opening experience into how amazing Montreal SP's are!
My first time was in 1985 when I was twenty-three. It was my first summer in Hong Kong. I used to play basketball each afternoon in Victoria Park and I got to know some Filipinos that worked as musicians in a nightclub. They invited me to watch them play. When I got to the club I saw that it was full of girls from Thailand. I invited one to sit with me and at the end of the evening I paid the bar fine and we went back to my girlfriend's apartment (my girlfriends was on a trip with her family in Thailand). The girl's name was Tuk. She had amazing techniques that I can still remember to this day. In the morning she left and insisted on not taking any money.
The next night I went back to the club to see her, but when I got there she was sitting with another guy. She looked over at me as if to say, "Hey, what can I do?" I found it unbearable to sit there and left, stealing all the toilet paper and toilet duck from the washroom on the way out because the club has insisted on charging me HKD200 (CDN50) even though I had only had one beer.
I never saw Tuk again, but she left me with some pleasant memories. She also left me with a little souvenir. A week later, I got a burning sensation when I urinated. Having heard Frank Zappa's song Why Does It Hurt When I Pee, I had a good idea what the problem was. I looked up gonorrhea in my English-Chinese dictionary, wrote the character on a piece of paper and headed to a clinic. The doctor scolded me harshly for my stupidity and in addition to a shot in the ass and some pills, he also made me come back every afternoon for a week to sit for an hour in my underwear with two ultraviolet light tubes leaning on my balls.
But that wasn't the worst part. My girlfriend had returned a few days after my adventure in the nightclub, so I had to tell her about the diagnosis and ask her to go for a test. Her result was negative, but needless to say she was not happy with the situation. Life was hell around the ol' homestead for quite a while.
After all that, it would be another ten years before my second escort adventure.
The next night I went back to the club to see her, but when I got there she was sitting with another guy. She looked over at me as if to say, "Hey, what can I do?" I found it unbearable to sit there and left, stealing all the toilet paper and toilet duck from the washroom on the way out because the club has insisted on charging me HKD200 (CDN50) even though I had only had one beer.
I never saw Tuk again, but she left me with some pleasant memories. She also left me with a little souvenir. A week later, I got a burning sensation when I urinated. Having heard Frank Zappa's song Why Does It Hurt When I Pee, I had a good idea what the problem was. I looked up gonorrhea in my English-Chinese dictionary, wrote the character on a piece of paper and headed to a clinic. The doctor scolded me harshly for my stupidity and in addition to a shot in the ass and some pills, he also made me come back every afternoon for a week to sit for an hour in my underwear with two ultraviolet light tubes leaning on my balls.
But that wasn't the worst part. My girlfriend had returned a few days after my adventure in the nightclub, so I had to tell her about the diagnosis and ask her to go for a test. Her result was negative, but needless to say she was not happy with the situation. Life was hell around the ol' homestead for quite a while.
After all that, it would be another ten years before my second escort adventure.
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ah..that sweet first time ;p
The first was an independant, a while back (around End of 1996)
That night, I was stucked with a picture of Pamela Anderson in my hands and was craving for a busty blonde with high dose of sex appeal.
I took a big risk: no pic, not an escort from an agency, absolutely no clue of the babe who was going to show up apart a description (that was in Journal de Mtl) that said something like: Platine blonde, busty, playboy style ...or something like that. I said to myself that I had nothing to loose and I opened the door to a girl that was not a Pamela Anderson look alike but exactly what I was asking for: very cute curvy and tall blonde (something like 5'11 135lbs with a pair of twins I never ever encountered again...lol. I vaguely remembered that it was either DDD or something bigger than that). She was nice looking and built for sex. We met practically 3 times a month for 1 more year and after that she went making business in the US (in the same biz, the Sex industry).
The first was an independant, a while back (around End of 1996)
That night, I was stucked with a picture of Pamela Anderson in my hands and was craving for a busty blonde with high dose of sex appeal.
I took a big risk: no pic, not an escort from an agency, absolutely no clue of the babe who was going to show up apart a description (that was in Journal de Mtl) that said something like: Platine blonde, busty, playboy style ...or something like that. I said to myself that I had nothing to loose and I opened the door to a girl that was not a Pamela Anderson look alike but exactly what I was asking for: very cute curvy and tall blonde (something like 5'11 135lbs with a pair of twins I never ever encountered again...lol. I vaguely remembered that it was either DDD or something bigger than that). She was nice looking and built for sex. We met practically 3 times a month for 1 more year and after that she went making business in the US (in the same biz, the Sex industry).
pourquoi...jugez vous que les outcalls..sont moins décevant que les incalls???
Je n ai jamais fait de outcalls...et me demandait les avantages vs les incalls...ou l on a le controle de sortir de la place si la fille ne nous plait pas..tandis que le outcall tu es pris avec!
Je n ai jamais fait de outcalls...et me demandait les avantages vs les incalls...ou l on a le controle de sortir de la place si la fille ne nous plait pas..tandis que le outcall tu es pris avec!
Mine was a few weeks ago...with one of Eleganza`s finest...Annabelle. I`m 55 mind you, so this experience had been long overdue. I had big plans, with the wine and cheese setup, some music, and a plan to get to know each other to help put my mind at ease. She walked in the door, much hotter than what I thought possible from the pics, and I found myself getting more nervous as we sat down. We small talked for about 15 minutes, but later on it came to me that I did not remember anything she said. I was too awe struck. I started thinking that I should have gone with someone older and uglier on my first time. (Yea..uh-huh.) When I finally realized that she was perfectly happy to talk, drink and eat, I summoned the courage to get things moving and asked her to stand up to so that I could lighten her wardrobe. Man, what a bod...Playmate material, and I told her so. If escorts are all like this one I`m thinking, there would be no reason to get married and I start thinking that this hobby must be cheaper than my marriage. So her clothes come off, my eyes and tongue are bugging out of my head, and I forget how to talk. I`m a succesful executive mind you but she was more intimidating than having lunch with my CEO. I told her that I would prefer to be safe. (Yea...uh huh) That lasted about 30 seconds before I ripped that sucker off to partake in the that all of you speak so kindly of. Never did the CBJ experience before, and it was like my pecker was in the the next room. But eventually, the thing got reapplied and we tried cowgirl and doggie festivities, before I asked (begged) to finish the way we started and she professionally complied. So...off comes the skin, she drops & I stand, and one glorious minute...pop goes the weasel. And yes....she just keeps clamped to my junior the whole time. This IS better than marriage, at least mine! She sat there for a second contimplating what to do, or waiting for me to tell her what to do, and ended up going into the bathroom to...well...you know. So all in all...a very awkward first experience, bundled with nerves, but a great ending with a girl more beautiful than any I have dated in my life, and I`m nothing to sneeze at. If there is a next time...I think I`ll have to take something to bring my nerves down, but keep and my dick up. Annabelle is the sweetest girl on earth, but unsure if my nerves needed a more forceful dictator. Hopefully it gets easier.
Red riding hood - SW.
My first time was with a SW, she was sort of a pro in a hurry. The unique thing about her was that she was the first and last girl I have seen with a red bush. when I say red it was flaming red. Red pussies seem to be a rarity in this province.
My first time was with a SW, she was sort of a pro in a hurry. The unique thing about her was that she was the first and last girl I have seen with a red bush. when I say red it was flaming red. Red pussies seem to be a rarity in this province.
My first time with a sp was with this Russian sweetheart http://img236.imageshack.us/my.php?image=kellyqz8.png
I repeated with her many many times because her and the agency owner always treated me with respect and the only reason i stopped seeing her is because she moved back to Moscow, the first time i did her was at my friends apartment and she was such a sweetheart that she didnt mind that my friend was sleeping in the other bedroom and the dog was on the couch, god how i miss her big time.
I repeated with her many many times because her and the agency owner always treated me with respect and the only reason i stopped seeing her is because she moved back to Moscow, the first time i did her was at my friends apartment and she was such a sweetheart that she didnt mind that my friend was sleeping in the other bedroom and the dog was on the couch, god how i miss her big time.
Pedal to the Medal said:
Hey Tony why dont you just show up at the party, if you decide to come my advice to you would be to sniff some good glue before you show up to get you out of your shell because i heard that your a real dud at these parties compared to the boards.
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Hmmm around 15 years ago, I was 20 serving in the USMC. Deployed out in Korea, we just spent a month out in the field. Was out with my buddies, we rented rooms just to get a nice bath(we didn't have any shower facilities back in camp yet). Went for dinner and then we walked all around the town and we couldn't find the clubs where the girls were. Some drunk ROK Marines saw us and they were laughing up a storm, they couldn't speak english but they just pointed in a direction and said Club OB. Well we finally found the bar and in we went. There was wall to wall women. I was pretty impressed and most of them spoke english and they were beautiful.
I don't remember too much, we ordered drinks and my buddies started disappearing one at a time. I was a clean cut kid and still wet behind the ears. I was planning to just sit there and wait for my buddies to come back. Until, a beautiful girl comes up to me and starts talking to me. She was a University student and she spoke english. I was nervous and ordered another beer. I'm still fuzzy what happened next, I think I asked her "how much" and I didn't quibble about the price. We walked over to this apartment and that was the first time I ever paid for a lady's services. I actually saw her 2 more times before we left. Overall it was a good experience, no complaints. I tried to find my buddies back in the bar but they weren't there. We had Cinderella's curfew and last truck was leaving at 11:30pm. I found them at the pick up point, and we shared are stories with each other.
When we got back state side, I never thought of ever doing that again.
And it was just Sept of last year when I decided to try out this "hobby" and saw an SP.
I don't remember too much, we ordered drinks and my buddies started disappearing one at a time. I was a clean cut kid and still wet behind the ears. I was planning to just sit there and wait for my buddies to come back. Until, a beautiful girl comes up to me and starts talking to me. She was a University student and she spoke english. I was nervous and ordered another beer. I'm still fuzzy what happened next, I think I asked her "how much" and I didn't quibble about the price. We walked over to this apartment and that was the first time I ever paid for a lady's services. I actually saw her 2 more times before we left. Overall it was a good experience, no complaints. I tried to find my buddies back in the bar but they weren't there. We had Cinderella's curfew and last truck was leaving at 11:30pm. I found them at the pick up point, and we shared are stories with each other.
When we got back state side, I never thought of ever doing that again.
And it was just Sept of last year when I decided to try out this "hobby" and saw an SP.
My first time with an Sp was when i was 17 years old.(about 4 years ago) I was,and still am,a PAINFULLY SHY guy.I couldn't for the life of me go up to women and strike up a conversation.So believe it or not,my first time with an SP was also my first sexual encounter.I wanted to "practice".I wasnt sure if I was good in bed,if I can satisfy,if I was an early cummer or what not,so I decided to call up Cloud Nine an incall place downtown.I had No idea what to expect,I wasnt sure if I was required to tip,I had no internet connection so I didnt have the luxury of reading other reports.Anyway,she opens the door,very very sweet girl(forgot her name) but not very attractive for me.I was so shy and nervous that It was hard for me to keep my erection,and at the end of the 30 minutes,I didnt even cum.I went home feeling like a loser.My confidence level dug deep in the ground.I had this cloud looming over my head that maybe I wasnt ever gonna be able to satisfy a woman.About a year later,while on vacation in New Jersey,I met this amazing girl (not an sp).She was extremely open and I told her I was a virgin.She took me under her wing and we made love for my first time.It went without a hitch for me.And that sort of changed my life for me.I wasnt so intimidated by women anymore.i'm still shy but my confidence has been raised.i still get goosebumps when I visit an Sp and my heart is beating within my chest.But you know what?who cares!!It makes the experience better,cuz it's not just "blah.this girl is gonna blow me" it's "Oh my god,I'm gonna make love to this woman and I hope she doesnt think i'm too shy,and I hope sh's really sweet"
My first experience with an sp was about 4 or 5 years ago when I wa 20 years old. I had always wanted to experience a sexy black girl, and I decided to call Candy from montrealescorts.com for a two hour rendez-vous. She had just started escorting a few weeks earlier, so was relatively new to the business. When she arrived there was an instant attraction between us, I thought she was gorgeous and she definately thought I looked good as she told me that almost immediately.
We got down to business and needless to say the experience was something to remember, she stayed for almost three hours, we fucked in every position imaginable and I came 6 times, and her 7. We also did greek, and she told me she had never done that before (she was 18 at the time) but she wanted to do it with me after I suggested it and assured her we would take it easy and use lots of lube. I told her that I had great time and I proceeded to walk with her to her awaiting cab and we then kissed goodbye.
Then, out of the blue, two days later she called me! She told me that she wanted to see me, and that if I wasn`t doing anything special that night that she would come by and we could hang out together. I said sure and she came by and we fucked like rabbits for about 4 hours and then she left. We staretd seeing each other about 3-4 times a week for about two months, then she started getting two attached to me and we had a falling out and I stopped seeing her.
We got down to business and needless to say the experience was something to remember, she stayed for almost three hours, we fucked in every position imaginable and I came 6 times, and her 7. We also did greek, and she told me she had never done that before (she was 18 at the time) but she wanted to do it with me after I suggested it and assured her we would take it easy and use lots of lube. I told her that I had great time and I proceeded to walk with her to her awaiting cab and we then kissed goodbye.
Then, out of the blue, two days later she called me! She told me that she wanted to see me, and that if I wasn`t doing anything special that night that she would come by and we could hang out together. I said sure and she came by and we fucked like rabbits for about 4 hours and then she left. We staretd seeing each other about 3-4 times a week for about two months, then she started getting two attached to me and we had a falling out and I stopped seeing her.
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