My wife was having affairs with thugs and gangbangers. I looked at the platonic friends section of Craigslist, and immediately noticed that it was full of webcam girls and escorts. I gave up in disgust. Then a Canadian politician was busted in a bp sting. I read some reviews of bp, and it sounded good. I figured the cops would be tied up with the courts and the pimps would be in hiding, so I decided to risk it. After a few fumbling, unsuccessful calls, I got a girl to come over to my place. I didn't know about GFE, so I was very pleasantly surprised at how good it went. The lady immediately became my ATF, and I have since enjoyed grandfathered rates and even a little OTC time.
I remember my first time was over 20 years ago. I had just moved to a new city and taken a new job. I hadn’t made friends yet and suffered a death in my family. I was driving back to the city from where I moved almost every weekend to see my girlfriend, who I was really not that into, but was lazy and didn’t want to find another, and life generally sucked –
This was before everyone had a PC, before the erotic review, before Backpage, and escorts had their own website. So, one night after a bottle of wine I got the phone book out, turned to Escorts in the yellow pages, dialed the number, and told the woman on the other end what I was looking for.
The young woman that showed up was more or less what I was looking for. She came in, took off her coat and started kissing me. Although this was my first time with a provider, it did not appear to be her first time. We were in bed in very short order and my mood was quickly improving. I remember trying to help her with her “brand” and told her how an old girlfriend had asked me one time while I was in her and about to explode if I wanted to cum in her mouth. Wow – maybe next time…. Ha! What an innocent fool I was, trying to help this girl with sex tips…. Anyway, my new temporary lover was immediate in her dislike of that and told me “no one cums in my mouth.” How sad I thought. I’ll bet she had a hard time keeping boyfriends. But that night I enjoyed being her temporary date for that hour, I came, she left, and I had the first good, restful night in a long time. Oh, and I had found a new, but expensive, hobby.
What was your first time as a client or provider?
My first time was way better than this, but I'm a big city guy, so probably more choices. I was completely ravaged by an indie sex maniac. She didn't tell me not to cum in her mouth. She just sucked it out of me, and then swallowed. I was hooked. Over 600 providers later, I'm still just as hooked.
way back in 1974. Lousy rub, and not much of a tug either compared to what I know today, but I thought it was great for $40 and I came back the next day for a BBBJTC, just $60.
and I got FS to boot, all 2-3 minutes of it. I mean honestly, just how long is a fifteen year old expected to last? lol
But I suppose if we calculated it by a "per hour" basis, I paid five bucks for about five minutes of sex. (including getting dressed and undressed. lol) which translates into $60 per hour, How much time did you get for your forty bucks?
EOM
... and all it cost me was the price of two movie tickets. 😎
Consider the rents.
Where was yours?
hardly a "high rent" district. lol
My first time was in Thailand while I was on R&R from Vietnam. Picked out a lady from behind a glass window and she came to my hotel room. The sex was over in no time but then she must have spent about an hour squeezing out black heads on my face of which I apparently had many I was not aware of.
Second time was another lady on the same trip who took me home to meet her parents and have dinner at their house. Her parents knew exactly what she was doing for a living. Things are very strange there.
....if she was sqeezing blackheads. I had them as an adolescent and did it myself. Gross and my face looked like chopped meat afterwards.
I arrived at the wrong place, I was at the check-in office, but the rooms were actually a couple of blocks away. She said she would come down and get me and we both kept saying "I'm here, where are you?" back and forth for 20 min. I figured it out and got down there. She was a very attractive athletic blonde. I was very pleased. Well, I was very nervous as it was the first time AND I was still married at the time sooooooo, long story short, I couldn't perform. Got hard, but just couldn't keep it long once the cover went on. She was nice and "finished me off" with a hand job.
It was the second time that got me hooked. Was with my ATF and other than a two year break from the hobby due to the divorce I've seen 4 or 5 times a year ever since.
I had been engaged to a younger girl who wanted to save herself for marriage and out of my misguided love and devotion to her I went without sex for almost 2 years. After she broke off our engagement do to the fact she felt she was not ready to make that kind of commitment I of course was a very hurt and angry man not to mention horny as hell!
I wanted sex very badly but because I was a bit angry towards women at the time I knew that if I went out to date it would not go well and I would just be using women for sex and did not want any of those complications. That's when I decided to try out the oldest profession in the world and like the op only had at the time the escort section of the yellow pages to go by. I called a number that looked good and a nice sounding girl spoke to me on the phone I arranged a meeting for that evening.
My first mistake was having her come to my home as when I opened the door a young punk rock looking chick was standing there and if I was not so horny and a bit drunk I probably would have asked her to leave.
My second mistake was believing that after giving my donation to her driver she would actually come back but instead all I got was the sound of two girls laughing there asses off while hearing the sound of their tires screeching down my rather nice neighborhood in the middle of the night.
You would think I would have stopped there but tried again with another girl for incall which at a hotel that she met me at and had me pay for the room. She a very hot but once in the room she immediately tried to up sale me and I told her to leave.
Luckily persistence or stupidity for trying again paid off and I met this very beautiful girl who treated me honestly and whom I saw many times on my way to what has been a incredible journey into the world of P4P. Also things got really great when I found review boards such as this one 
)
Back in 1996, my first time didn't work out. At a bachelor party the previous weekend, guys there told me that I could just look up escort agencies under E in the yellow pages, so I gave that a try. The first girl that came to my apartment bluntly told me that I looked like a cop, and left immediately. I called a different agency, and they sent a nice-looking brunette who seemed angry about something. I couldn't get it up, so we lay side by side in my bed, just masturbating each other for a while. No pop.
My wife was having affairs with thugs and gangbangers. I looked at the platonic friends section of Craigslist, and immediately noticed that it was full of webcam girls and escorts. I gave up in disgust. Then a Canadian politician was busted in a bp sting. I read some reviews of bp, and it sounded good. I figured the cops would be tied up with the courts and the pimps would be in hiding, so I decided to risk it. After a few fumbling, unsuccessful calls, I got a girl to come over to my place. I didn't know about GFE, so I was very pleasantly surprised at how good it went. The lady immediately became my ATF, and I have since enjoyed grandfathered rates and even a little OTC time.
I was nervous as hell. I had been going to AMP's for more than a decade, and going to see an escort for me was a "graduation" to the next level. I wanted the benefit to be that the whole hour would be for fucking, and not just the last 10 minutes.
I went with an agency, and I think I was lucky that my first girl, Kaylee, was very calm and understanding. Literally my hands were shaking from the adrenaline. But she took it slowly and, most importantly, quietly so that my nerves calmed down. I have to admit that I really didn't know what GFE was because I had never experienced it. And so she slowed things down to slow my head down. She spoke softly, kissed slowly, and after about 10 minutes, I was my normal self again. It was her quiet demeanor, calm sexy voice, and slow motion that calmed me down. And the whole hour was like a passionate date.
Because of that, I was hooked. No more AMP's for me!
was the name of the brothel in Kings Cross. The hooker capital of Sydney Australia.
I was 18 and a little high. My life was very busy with rugby, rowing and surfing. And I was without a girlfriend.
I stumbled in, fumbled around with the 20 something lady for the allotted 30 minutes and stumbled back out with a shit eating grin on my face.
The next week, I went to another brothel and ended up working weekend nights as a bouncer at it for a couple of years.
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First time was a FBSM (I haven't graduated further yet).
I had been gradually making progress with a civvie girl who seemed really smitten with me, but I managed to screw it up. Several days later, still frustrated and mad at myself, I sent an email to a FBSM provider and got a very quick reply. Took the dive and made an appointment for that day.
After the "I can't believe I'm about to do this" feeling at the corner, then again at her incall door, I was in. She was pretty understanding and I was surprised at how normal the whole adventure seemed once it was underway and I was confident that she was legitimate.
to a bar frequented by hookers. Sat down, a lady approached and the negotiations began. A F & S (fuck and suck) was arranged at a local motel. I didn't last long but I was horny. Only played about once a year until the early 90's when the well dried up at home and I needed to find an alternative. And the beat goes on . . . .
I was about 16m in Tijuana. Lasted about 10 seconds. Embarrassing. Made up a song about it & would mention that to all the fame virgins in high school. We'd sing it and they'd blush
...I was outside a porn theatre on 14th St. A street walker hit on me and I went for it. She led me to a tiny room and gave me a cbj. She said her name was Cream.
First time was in 2013. I know I'm definitely one of the younger people on here. I was in New York earlier that year and I wanted to see an escort, so when I was planning, I googled "New York Escort" and hers was one of the first pages that showed up. Big boobed and blonde and was in my price range. She toured so she wasn't going to be in New York during my trip but I did make a mental note to see her if/when she came to DC.
She ended up coming to DC in a couple months later. I booked an hour. I was so nervous since I had never done anything of this sort. I was wondering what she looked like, I did see her pictures but I did stumble across a review (not on here) saying that she was a large woman. I went to her hotel, got the call to go up and she was hotter than she was in her pictures and not a large woman. Had a great time. I didn't overstay my welcome, but I did show my inexperience by trying to hand her the envelope directly.
I haven't repeated with her due to our busy schedules and the fact that she isn't local. Part of me doesn't want to repeat, cause I kind of fear a little bit of a letdown
My first time was in 2011. I was nervous as hell and over thought the whole process.
After thirty years of marriage and the last six being sexless, I decided to take the plunge.
Luckily, I stumbled across TER signed up for VIP and read the newbie board for what seemed like a month.
I joined P411; I did my homework and found a newbie friendly provider that I wanted to see. Went as far as getting a Pre Screening Request, so that when I worked up the courage I wouldn’t have to wait long.
When the date was finally set, I was sweating bullets. I arrived at her incall on time. This was the first and only time that I ever had my ID checked. First she talked to me for a little bit to put me at ease, after she could tell I was feeling comfortable, she then led me to the bedroom and proceeded to rock my world with the best sex of my life up to that point.
I was hooked and have not looked back since.
To this day I still have no idea why I waited so long.
Thanks for the post, what a great memory.