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I was so naive
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I was living in Chicago, working at a job that had me in a truck most of the day.  I'd drive by the massage places all the time, and my curiosity finally got the better of me.  First one I went to was advertised as a "lingerie massage" somewhere.  The masseuse was an American girl in a sexy red teddy.  I was either too much of a newbie to know what to do, or the service was only massage, because that's all I got.

I took another chance a while later with an Asian spa in Ogden.  Right on the main road.  That's where I discovered the happy ending, and I kept going back whenever I could.  I was still very green, though.  The girl once told me to bring more money next time.  I wasn't tipping the girl any extra over the house fee.  =)

After that, I'd call agencies listed in the Chicago phone book (pre-internet days).  My experiences there were surprisingly good, looking back on it.  I still remember one kind of shy college cutie that came dressed casually, but had a very sexy bra, panty, garter belt set on underneath.  If I ran into that tasty of a cookie now days, I'd blow my mortgage payments.

I went to Vegas around that time, and called a girl from the flip cards handed out on the strip.  $.5 was the fee, and I thought "Sweet!  Because it's legal close by, the costs here are lower."  I was given the upsell when she arrived.  Fortunately, she hadn't asked for the fee before doing the upsell, so I just stonewalled and played (well, was) dumb.  She called the agency and they told her to do the appointment for the $.5  She was pissed.  

Over the next few years, I'd hook up with girls advertising in the local adult papers.  Those were the bad-old-days.  Like Craigslist without the pictures, real or not.  

Finally, some guy I somehow struck up a conversation with at a strip club told me about Bigdoggie, which led me here.  



disclaimer- this is not an original idea for a thread-
Saw it on the General Board.  There were some interesting and fun answers.

http://www.theeroticreview.com/discussion_boards/viewmsg.asp?MessageID=520613&boardID=12&page=1#520613

I will go first-
In all truth it was so long ago that I can vaguely remember.  It was Northern Calif- SF Bay area. Mid 1970's.
They had a lot of sleazy tabloid newspapers that they sold on many street corners.  I saw an ad for a Berkely co-ed that sounded interesting.  Called and was given the address.  it was a low-rent apartment in Oakland, not that far from Berkeley.  Walked up 3 flights and was blown away by this cute 19yr old co-ed and her just as foxy roommate.  We sat on some stuffed floor chairs, lit up some weed and got high together.  Went into the bedroom- mattress was on the floor.  Went to the sink and soaped up and washed my dick. Had an unbelievable bj and then laid on the floor as she cowgirled up.  No condom, and it was cream pie time.  Birth control was the new big thing with sexually active girls back in the mid 70's and she didn't care if I filled her or not.  Loved those liberated, liberal Berkely co-eds.
Wow was I friggen lucky I didn't catch anything, especially with the bbfs deal.  After our session I dropped her off at her dorm.  Saw her many times and even did my first doubles with her roommate.

Had been driving past these places on Lake Street for years and one night, after my favorite bar had kicked me out, I finally decided to check one out.  I was clueless but the girl in skimpy lingerie who greeted me in the waiting room sure had me hooked.  She showed me where the showers and the sauna was and then ushered to me to a "room" behind partitions and a curtain.  So I did a shower, sat in the sauna for awhile and then as I was walking back to my room, I heard some moaning coming from the room next to mine as I walked past.  The curtain hadn't been pulled completely and I could just make out a bit of what was going on by stealing a peek through the curtain as I walked past (no I really don't have a voyeuristic thing).  The same girl (I think) was straddling this guy in the 69 position on the massage table and was topless with just a g-string on.  I knew right then that I was going to be in trouble.  About 10 minutes later she appears in my room, and starts my massage (taking a cue from what I had observed next door I had completely disrobed and was laying on my back with the flag at full mast.  I thought I might get scolded or have a towel thrown on me but nope, she just asked me to turn over on my stomach and started a nice massage and after about 10 minutes it became abundantly clear that what had been going on next door was not an exception as she kept brushing her hand up my inner thigh and balls.  To this day I find it incredibly erotic.  soon after she asks me to turn over and went right to work with her hands on my dick.  She then looks at me and says, its an extra 20 for "french" and 30 for topless french.  I opted for the topless and had to go digging through my jeans before she would continue.  I barely had enough and sure as shit she just lifts her top to bare her tits then bends over and starts sucking me off.  I think I might have lasted a full minute before exploding.  (Oh, and I had been warned - do not cum in my mouth or I will throw up all over you!).  I gave her a warning with about a half second to spare, lol.  

So over the course of several months, I probably sampled every massage parlor in Mpls that was open back then and there were several.  Those were definitely the good old days.  For most, the oral happy ending was the standard and few would get completely nude.  But there were some exceptions where you could get total full service, even MSOG.  I learned this by accident at the one on the corner of Cedar Ave and Lake.  After finishing with a great bj, I am getting up to get dressed and she looks surprised and says "don't you want to fuck too?"  Ah, I improvise quickly with - "I just gotta pee - hold that thought".  Needless to say, she became one of my favs.   Every once in awhile you would also run into one that offered bbbjnqns.  I was SHOCKED.  

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drdimsum1018 reads

I began on Snelling ave. in the 80's.   Had a great time and been getting better every since.  I never did find out if they really had a sauna.

kept me in the dog house for a year. I started right here on TER, and haven't looked back since. I've actually met some really beautiful, sensuous and interesting women this way.

It all began with a significant stay in the dog house as the cake.  My spouse's excessive moodiness and lack of interest courtesy of early menopause served as the icing.  I suppose that you can only walk on so many egg shells.  It eventually served up the most peculiar of New Year's Resolutions.  It was simply the right time to settle curiousity and discontinue 20 plus years of monogamy.  So here I am...

And it took a good while before I finally managed to make a connection for take out.  Eventually found my way to TER and the good times just keep coming now.

Found ousselves at Anthony's Disco in Ensenada.   Tables for two lined the outer wall where the lovelies sat.   Regular tables elsewhere for teh customers.   There was a group of 30 Japenese tourists, with wives sitting at a long table, smack dab in the middle of the action.   Never seen such rubber-necking, taking in all the action.    Lady would approach the table and with any encouragement would sit down.    $100 american.   I fell in love with the first, raven haired beauty who passed by.   There was a seedy motel in the back, $20 extra for the room, guess they gave you a condom for no added charge.   Went into the room, she excused herself to the bathroom, she came out almost draped in a towel.   They weren't real, but they were indeed spectacular.   All was covered, no kissing, had a great time.    Would love to go back if they weren't beheading gringos these days.

I was living in Chicago, working at a job that had me in a truck most of the day.  I'd drive by the massage places all the time, and my curiosity finally got the better of me.  First one I went to was advertised as a "lingerie massage" somewhere.  The masseuse was an American girl in a sexy red teddy.  I was either too much of a newbie to know what to do, or the service was only massage, because that's all I got.

I took another chance a while later with an Asian spa in Ogden.  Right on the main road.  That's where I discovered the happy ending, and I kept going back whenever I could.  I was still very green, though.  The girl once told me to bring more money next time.  I wasn't tipping the girl any extra over the house fee.  =)

After that, I'd call agencies listed in the Chicago phone book (pre-internet days).  My experiences there were surprisingly good, looking back on it.  I still remember one kind of shy college cutie that came dressed casually, but had a very sexy bra, panty, garter belt set on underneath.  If I ran into that tasty of a cookie now days, I'd blow my mortgage payments.

I went to Vegas around that time, and called a girl from the flip cards handed out on the strip.  $.5 was the fee, and I thought "Sweet!  Because it's legal close by, the costs here are lower."  I was given the upsell when she arrived.  Fortunately, she hadn't asked for the fee before doing the upsell, so I just stonewalled and played (well, was) dumb.  She called the agency and they told her to do the appointment for the $.5  She was pissed.  

Over the next few years, I'd hook up with girls advertising in the local adult papers.  Those were the bad-old-days.  Like Craigslist without the pictures, real or not.  

Finally, some guy I somehow struck up a conversation with at a strip club told me about Bigdoggie, which led me here.  



jerthebear780 reads

For me, it was on Plymouth Ave. long before it got so dangerous.You could pick up a girl on the street and for twenty or thirty bucks,get a blowjob or fuck right in your car.I met a few nice women that way.

I stumbled into this world by accident just looking for a place to get a massage in Hong Kong.  I walked into this place and the girl spoke limited English.  I asked how much and they gave me three price options.  Thinking that they represented either 30-60-90 minute or good-better-best options, I opted for the most expensive (roughly $80 US) and off I went.

Did the shower and steam room.  Went in a bathrobe to the TV area with recliners and was given a cigar and vodka (no extra charge).  When I indicated I was ready to have my massage, I was led to an upstairs room, gestured to lay on a table and waited.  A shy Asian girl came in clothed in a t-shirt and short white skirt and began the massage.  There were occasional calls from an intercom and exchanges in Chinese, but all seemed fairly normal and the massage was first rate.  I don't know how long it was, but she eventually asked me "what are you?"  I said, "I don't understand" and she got a piece of paper and wrote down the three price options I was offered.  I pointed to the one I had paid and she said, "oh."  She then gave me a turn over gesture and turned off the lights.  I'm generally a go with the flow kind of guy, so I didn't say anything when she stripped off her clothes and began to kiss my nipple and fondle my cock.  Things progressed from there except I didn't let her mount me because there was no cover.  I left somewhat in a daze but on the flight home decided that I would see if that sort of experience was available at home.  

Google searches led me to backpage, craigslist, TER and other sites and I've been exploring ever since.  

On Lyndale in Richfield... sooooooo long ago.

I was working as a CMT in a local gym when a client (whom I had seen several times a month for about a year) asked me, "Has anyone ever asked you for 'more'?".  I didn't even get what he meant by that at the time...shows how naive I was!  haha.  

He explained himself and in a shock I had truthfully answered, "NO WAY!".  Partly because I didn't believe it actually happened often and partly because I thought that I am very cute but too voluptuous to be "that kind of masseuse" so I was shocked AND flattered that he would think so.  

After he asked that and left, I couldn't help but thinking about how fun that would be.  I was single, smart, savvy and always up for a good time so why not? The next time he came in I asked him if he had ever done that kind of massage and he said he had and loved it but had to come to me too because he couldn't find "the best of both worlds" as in a great massage AND the extras.  I asked him to leave his buisness card and asked if he minded if I called him to set something up at my house.  He agreed, we did about 3 sessions a week for a month and then he introduced me to Craigslist and eventually I introduced him to TER and so it began....

When providers or gents ask me how, I always say "accidentally but I'm glad I did".  I've loved it so much and the day I stop loving it is the day I hang it up and slither away in the night.  I don't see that coming in the very near future but at some point I will, like we all do, to make room for the new-girls :)

XO
CG

Posted By: boobieluver
disclaimer- this is not an original idea for a thread-
Saw it on the General Board.  There were some interesting and fun answers.

http://www.theeroticreview.com/discussion_boards/viewmsg.asp?MessageID=520613&boardID=12&page=1#520613

I will go first-
In all truth it was so long ago that I can vaguely remember.  It was Northern Calif- SF Bay area. Mid 1970's.
They had a lot of sleazy tabloid newspapers that they sold on many street corners.  I saw an ad for a Berkely co-ed that sounded interesting.  Called and was given the address.  it was a low-rent apartment in Oakland, not that far from Berkeley.  Walked up 3 flights and was blown away by this cute 19yr old co-ed and her just as foxy roommate.  We sat on some stuffed floor chairs, lit up some weed and got high together.  Went into the bedroom- mattress was on the floor.  Went to the sink and soaped up and washed my dick. Had an unbelievable bj and then laid on the floor as she cowgirled up.  No condom, and it was cream pie time.  Birth control was the new big thing with sexually active girls back in the mid 70's and she didn't care if I filled her or not.  Loved those liberated, liberal Berkely co-eds.
Wow was I friggen lucky I didn't catch anything, especially with the bbfs deal.  After our session I dropped her off at her dorm.  Saw her many times and even did my first doubles with her roommate.

Answered a hiring ad for one of RR' s legendary saunas lol it said " speak Greek is ok" or something I go into the interview with a sad face explaining " I can only speak a few languages but not Greek lol she hired me on the spot . my mom  owned an MP and was an acupuncture/ massage therapist back in the day so I totally knew what was up after the first few hours . You could say I grew up in this industry  & love every minute of it despite the occasional hassles that be.

Posted By: boobieluver
disclaimer- this is not an original idea for a thread-
Saw it on the General Board.  There were some interesting and fun answers.

http://www.theeroticreview.com/discussion_boards/viewmsg.asp?MessageID=520613&boardID=12&page=1#520613

I will go first-
In all truth it was so long ago that I can vaguely remember.  It was Northern Calif- SF Bay area. Mid 1970's.
They had a lot of sleazy tabloid newspapers that they sold on many street corners.  I saw an ad for a Berkely co-ed that sounded interesting.  Called and was given the address.  it was a low-rent apartment in Oakland, not that far from Berkeley.  Walked up 3 flights and was blown away by this cute 19yr old co-ed and her just as foxy roommate.  We sat on some stuffed floor chairs, lit up some weed and got high together.  Went into the bedroom- mattress was on the floor.  Went to the sink and soaped up and washed my dick. Had an unbelievable bj and then laid on the floor as she cowgirled up.  No condom, and it was cream pie time.  Birth control was the new big thing with sexually active girls back in the mid 70's and she didn't care if I filled her or not.  Loved those liberated, liberal Berkely co-eds.
Wow was I friggen lucky I didn't catch anything, especially with the bbfs deal.  After our session I dropped her off at her dorm.  Saw her many times and even did my first doubles with her roommate.

AltTraveler1308 reads

I started in Amsterdam's red light district. I was a little nervous but I picked out an average looking russian girl. The next night I did a duo with a hot indonesian girl and a european girl who resembled Christina Ricci. The last night I was there I had a buxom Spanish girl who had a Betty Page look to her, gave me a real porn star experience.

when I was a teenager I was at a stag party where they raffled off a BJ from one of the dancers. And I won! Over the years I've met several party dancers that were willing to do personal favors. But it wasn't til late 2010 that I stumbled across TER, and a few months later I met my first escort.

Streetwalker, Yvette
New York, 1968
You got 15 bucks?

I went over to a friend's house, and he had a girlfriend over.  We talked for a bit, and I asked her what she did.  She looked at him, and he's like, "You can tell her anything."  So, she told me she was an escort.  After a minute of brain calculations (Lol), I was like, "OOOOHHHH..."  Then, I proceeded to ask her about a thousand questions about it, and when I realized how excited I was at the idea of upping the ante of my massage business, I went for it.  She and I have doubled escorting and massage on several occasions, and that's been WAY fun for all involved.  Yeah, I don't see the end of this tunnel!  Ha ha... Too fun :)

I got hooked doing military duty in Bangkok for 2 years. The girls are competing for you to become a regular.

After I came back to the states I got a conversion van with tinted windows (hotel on wheels) because I was sick and tired: of being afraid of LE stopping me with street girls in my car. Then came TER, Craigslist and Backpage and I was off the street, which I felt was better.

After a failed attempt in college which was DIY no touchy, got back home and found a great Asian provider whose name and website, I can not remember.  Got back home and did a fair amount of City Pages line ads. Some success, some failure.  Finally, the internet evolved and the rest is history.

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