My First Experience With A Sex Prostitute Was Not How I Thought It Would Be

24 Apr 10

My First Experience With A Sex Prostitute Was Not How I Thought It Would Be

When my girlfriend went back to Israel because her visa had run out, I was pretty darn lonely. This was when I had my first experience with a sex prostitute, and I have to admit, it was not what I expected it to be. I was looking up the numbers and addresses of escort agencies, I sold the girls stockings and perfume and it was a good market place, and I had an idea.

I was also looking for the more local places, as I liked to keep fit by walking to as many places as I could and this idea hit me. Why don’t I call up and escort agency and instead of trying to flog to them, give them some of the money I had made back, by exchange of trade. In other words get myself a sex prostitutes.

Thinking of the girlfriend so far away from home did nothing to deter men, I justified it, and thought - what the heck, I am paying for a fuck or a hand job (I like those) and this is not love, so no betrayal was involved.

I didn’t think it was a good idea to phone one of the agencies I live close to and often sold good to, so I found one in the closest suburb and gave them a call. A appointment was duly made and I tarted (pun intended) myself up and off I went to hunt for hymen (figuratively speaking).

I am quite used to brothels from selling in them and it was simple for me to walk into this one and take a seat at the bar. I was immediately surrounded by girls, but I wanted to shop a bit, get the full experience so to speak.

A couple of the girls ask if I was looking for a date and I replied "yes, but I am still looking."

I spoke to a few of the ladies and as I am a bit fussy about my ladies and like one with half a brain, I was looking for something a bit special. I lighted on one little girl who was very bright and bubbly, she also said she was working as a sex prostitute to fund her studies and that she was married. Said this was the perfect pro fession or her as her husband got turned on by the idea that other men fucked her.

We actually ended up going out and having drinks and there was no sexual energy and I just like the way we got on. We had dinner, we had drinks and only when I took her back to the agency did the subject of sex come up. I said no thanks, she said pay me, so I did.

It was too weird, but at the end of the night I took her back to the agency and paid her - no sex, other than a mind-fuck. But I also realised, that I, like her husband, had as bit of a fetish for hearing about sex, and not so much participating in the act bring on sex prostitutes.