I hired a prostitute, only once. I was single. It was a waste of money, my experience. I’ve jacked off to nude photo galleries and had a better time. Sure, yeah, ‘I got to fuck that girl’, but it was the most unsexy thing, for me — at least with the girl I got.
It was through the back of the local free newspaper. I called a phone number, asked the service for an Asian girl. The one who arrived was probably Thai. Not at all the Chinese or Japanese I’d (naively) imagined. Sure, yes, tiny little pretty little babe, sexy panties, hot little body, but the Interaction was exactly that — a mere fucking interaction.
$200 CDN, in 2008. She pretended to be into it a little, the getting down to it. But it was all “don’t touch!”. WTF! I couldn’t grope her body or caress her, and she sure as fuck didn’t want to touch my dick.
Condom on, my cock inside her tight lil Thai hooker pussy, I went soft after a while of un-connection.
I don’t even remember how I came, if she jerked ‘my condom’ off, or what.
(Jeez I shouldn’t even be posting this here in this sexy tantalizing Lush site, cuz what a bring-down I’m posting. LOL!)
As I was presenting the door to Ms. Thai, she has the audacity to to ask me: “tip? For cab fare?” I said, “No thanks, I think I already paid enough for what I got.”
I look down out on my balcony after she left my apartment, seeing her get into the car where ‘her muscle’ waited in case I was one of those clients who mistreated prostitutes — no ‘cab’ at all, the ripoff Thai hooker collecting money from naive Toronto men looking for something actually sexy.
Never. Again. (Except role playing with my lovely beautiful sexy wife! — now THAT’S just the kind of paying-for-sex I crave!)