First time experience with SP's stories

[someguy 67067]

Hi there

I was wondering if any of you had any good stories about your very first encounter with a Service Provider or MA. Such as why you wanted and encounter. How you picked your first SP. Your preparation too meet her.

Your nervousness? What happen when the door opened. Any funny stories to tell. Just interested and thought this would be an interesting topic.

[Athos 108589]

Oh my god ... Good topic.

 

It was about 15 or more years ago, on a business trip to Ottawa. This was my first visit with an escort. It was before the Ottawa scene really took off. Found this Caribbean woman from EC, she didn't look anything like her pictures, but wasn't unattractive. I'd booked for two hours. She came to my hotel. It was late, and first thing she did was tell me she hadn't eaten all day and could we call room service. Room service had already closed, so that wasn't possible. She gave a little fashion show and strip tease (10 minutes), sucked my cock (5 minutes) and rode me hard (5 minutes) . All in all, she got me off in about 20 minutes and generally I was quite happy to have her leave after about 40 minutes. I really had no interest in a second round, so i paid for two hours and got 40. Hope she went and got something to eat! Live and learn!!!

 

Not really a funny story, just a very inexperienced newbie who didn't know what he was doing.

 

Porthos

[Grizzly Slushie 1487]

Part One:

 

It was Friday February 5th, 2010, I just accumulated some money and decided to use it in a risque way. Had one of those Mobile Sticks from Rogers and was using it on my laptop at the Beer Store I was working at. Nearing Midnight, end of my shift, used CL {as CERB was unbeknownst to me} just to gander at females I can see. Found one, she looked real, saw her number, typed it into my cell and I text her. Great conversation for about 20 minutes, she gave me the address where she was {Hotel} and I made my arrangements to taxi home and taxi to her.

 

I had everything, sweaty palms, shaking hands, butterflies in my stomach, thoughts of {what if I get caught} EVERYTHING!! *Knock, knock* Door opens and low and behold a beautiful, petite, young 20's white lass stands before me in black tights, pink heels and just a sweater on top.

 

In I walk, ask her how she is, she asks how the drive was, we sit down at the table and just as it was natural for me, just slide the donation across the table for her {she counted in front of me} and we continued you chat. Previously in our conversation we discussed what her limitations were. After another 10-15 minutes of chatter we moved to the bed. Now, I was a bit put off when she became one of those gals who just laid there, closed her eyes and focused on not feeling anything.

 

No kissing on the face, so it was the neck that I started and worked my way down for DATY. It was not 3 minutes when she went into fetal position shaking, after her shuddering, she tried to stand and asked me to leave. Gave me half of my donation back, and asking her only once if she was okay, she was biting her bottom lip and replied with a low and dull "yep".

 

For the next 36 hours I was trying to figure out what the @#$% I did wrong. Text her when I returned home to see if she was alright, no reply. Again on Saturday.

 

Part 2:

 

Super Bowl XLIV, February 7th, 2010. Invited out to a Super Bowl party, looking forward to the game, drinks, food and Ping Pong. Was with the Underdogs New Orleans. It was Half Time and was getting some Jalapeno Poppers ready when I received a text, it was her. She said she never expected a client to do that to her. She asked me what I was doing, told her what I was doing.....she was lonely she said. Without a thought, I told her I am on my way. Half Time just ended, I told everyone I had a "work emergency" and off I went.

 

Arrived just at 12:52 on the clock for the 3rd Period, she was wearing one of those blue "Hottie" sweat pant cut offs, pink tank top and hair down to her elbows. She gave me a hug, told me she was sorry, I told her it was okay and said "Let us watch the game." I layed on the bed on my stomach towards the TV and she learned on my right shoulder. Never experienced that moment with ANY Lass in my life, so it was very comforting.

 

The Game ended, New Orleans won against Indianapolis, 31 - 17. We talked for awhile, and knowing she was an SP, I pulled out the donation and said "Shall we start over again??" Shy smile on her face, we took turns in the Restroom, me first, then her. She came out looking radiant.....smelled like Werther's Original Butter Candy treats. {Memories are working}

 

She still turned into a "Play Toy", but as I was about to do my thing she leaned up, pushed me back and said "Let me do what I do." So I did, next 2 hours were fun, mild, but still fun. We laid in the bed together and.....we both passed out, woke up around 10 in the morning ha ha, we had a shower together, HEH that was.....new.

 

Said our Goodbyes and never saw her again. She returned to Ontario I think.

 

That was my First Service Provider.

[roamingguy 300292]

My first time with a SP was terrible the encounter from hell LOL. It was a lady from CL. Had booked an encounter some 1 1/2 months in advance. Well she shows up at my motel (one thing I have learned, no motels, only hotels) in a cab...a cab that never left the parking lot btw. In the back of my mind, was someone going to come crashing in. She says we can't have fs, it is her time...but we can do everything else. Then she follows with the line "gotta pay the bills hun, gotta pay the bills"...that left me with a warm fuzzy about the encounter to unfold.

I like an encounter to be more than just the sexual side. I enjoy the conversation over drinks, getting to know one another. She just wanted to begin with a bbbj. Sound good, no, she would go maybe 30 seconds to a minute, then need a 10 to 15 minute break to have a drink of water

After awhile she indicated she likes her toes sucked and feet kissed...well what the hell, I'd give it a shot. Could she have washed her feet first...yuk!!!

I was just waiting for the two hours to be up. Time up. But she wouldn't leave. Stayed an extra 45 minutes. And it wasn't as if I wanted her company, please leave.

Fortunately I have had many more great encounters with wonderful ladies from CERB. In fact the few bad encounters were all non-CERB ladies...but I digress

And didn't let this encounter sour me on entering and continuing on in this lifestyle

RG

[loopie 15358]

I started in this hobby in summer of 2011, so pretty recently. I had not been in a serious relationship in many years and become somewhat sick of dating and short term relationships that would end within less than a year.

 

I read a cartoon book called Paying For It by Chester Brown, who is a cartoonist I really like. The book is an autobiographical account of his experiences as a "john" seeing various sex trade workers in Toronto from the mid 1990s to present day. Before that book, I had not thought about this world of escorting. I had only seen movies from the 80s about streetwalkers and read news articles about high priced escorts that politicians and pro athletes pay thousand of dollars per hour to see. Neither of those options really appealed to me, but the experiences Chester Brown described seemed like something I could enjoy. I wasn't sure though. My doubts were that the experience would feel sleazy, or hollow, or clinical, or that I would feel I was being rushed or scammed.

 

So I did some googling and several of the escort sites I found all seemed to mention CERB, either linking to the escorts CERB profile, or the escort asking for you CERB handle if you had one. So I got lead here. I shopped around for about a week. I was looking for women who showed their face in their ads (because I wanted to be sure I would be with somebody I found attractive) and who expressed some personality that I could get a feel for. I was looking for somebody who sold a more romantic encounter and not somebody who sounded too raunchy.

 

I narrowed it down to two women who appealed to me the most. One who was very much a classic beauty and very much my type, the other was a more modern edgy gal with lotsa tattoos. I had always found these tattoo-covered women attractive but had never been with one and saw this hobby as a chance to be with new types of women, but I decided to go with the woman was more my typical classic type first, just because this experience was already new enough.

 

I wrote her some PMs and she was very gracious and nice with me. We were able to find a time and I went and met her. As long as I got the same woman as was in the photos and her personality was like she seemed in communication, I knew I would find her attractive, but my doubts were still about how I would feel about the whole experience. I booked for 45 minutes because I figured it gave me enough time to have fun, but if I didn't like the experience an hour would be tedious. I went to meet her and she was very beautiful and very gracious and made me feel at ease as much as possible. I had a really nice time with her which gave me confidence in the sex trade as a whole and this positive experience encouraged me to continue in this hobby. I called the other tattoo woman the next week and had a great time with her too. I gained more confidence in the sex trade and began to take chances on women who didn't show their faces in their ads and they all turned out to be very pretty in person.

 

I continued to have many nice encounters in this hobby before having less pleasant ones. I've only had one truly lousy experience in this hobby, and that was more because SP had an annoying roommate and didn't shut off her mobile phone. The other experience that wasn't pleasant was more just awkward because the SP and I weren't a good fit physically.

 

My experiences have been very positive. I've really enjoyed my time in this hobby. And those great first experiences really helped me get into this lifestyle. If they had been negative experiences, I probably would not have continued in this lifestyle. I'll admit, almost a year later I am still not completely used to having sex with somebody within 5 minutes of meeting them. It's still a bit odd for me and I miss the personal intimacy that a relationship brings. I also am still not used to condoms. They still feel kinda alien to me. But I have had really great times and got live out many fantasies. I've had the opportunity to be with many women who I'm pretty sure I wouldn't otherwise get the chance to be with. And this hobby has made me better at realizing and articulating my sexual preferences.

[piano8950 32577]

I knew services like this existed, but I never really paid too much attention to them. Insert the last two months which were absolutely terrible. Business/School/Personal stuff that was related to business, I had just started to figure it out, and then sometime in the last week I decided I'd get in touch with Megan from Megan's touch. To be completely honest, I couldn't see myself going through with it, but I went through the motion, I'd contacted her through email, withdrew the cash amount and then set up an appointment to talk.

 

Then I got her call, and after talking for a minute or 10? we set up an appointment for the next day for the actual session. I've never cancelled on anything unless it was for a good reason, and when I confirmed over the phone, and the call ended, I couldn't believe what I had done. To give you a perspective of how big this was for me, I come from a part of the planet where people get killed for suspicion of much less (or at least that's my background). I've never known anyone to do something like this (although maybe some have)

 

The appointment was in the afternoon, and annoyingly, I had finished all the work I needed to do by the previous night. I had nothing to do, and I couldn't stand hanging out with a friend since I could barely speak. Now I've done some scary stuff in my life (And I'm not just talking about skydiving, although I did that too), but none of them made me this nervous. Was it a trap? Would I offend her in my sheer nervousness somehow, what do I say, how do I sit, what if I project on her, am I clean enough (Seriously I showered 2 times that afternoon before going, and brushed 3 times), and so on.

 

A last minute confusion about the location partially distracted me, and when I saw her for the first time, I seemed to have forgotten everything and just relaxed. She was amazing to say the least. Later while talking, she said the experience can be liberating and I agreed. I just didn't appreciate how much. I did something that challenged me, and I didn't give in to my fear, and thank goodness for that!

[backrubman 64800]

...I could barely speak. Now I've done some scary stuff in my life (And I'm not just talking about skydiving, although I did that too), but none of them made me this nervous...

 

Wow, thanks for sharing that. Comparing seeing a lady for the first time with jumping out of a perfectly good aircraft, that's amazing. I'm glad you overcame your fear and perhaps your story gives the ladies at least some insight into some (certainly not all) no shows that are so troublesome for them.

 

Your story (and by no means am I making fun of you, I think you are very courageous to have overcome such fear) is interesting in contrast to my approach NOW in that I find it exciting and comforting to have an appointment, I look forward to it very much, I revel in the time I get to spend with the lady and I smile every time I think about it for weeks afterwards. In fact if I am fearful or stressed out about anything else, it is the best cure I can think of.

 

BTW, Welcome to CERB and thanks for sharing this!

[spong 1344]

I'm a bit surprised this thread hasn't taken off, I think it's a great subject!

 

My first encounter came completely by impulse. I was out riding my motorcycle one night, just around the city, and happened to pass by a well-known (by most everyone else in the city) incall location known then as the Gentleman's Massage Club if I'm not mistaken. I didn't know what exactly went on in there, but I had my suspicions that it was something adult oriented. I parked my bike, walked nervously up the steps and rang the doorbell. After what felt like a heart-pounding eternity, the door opened and I was greeted by the 'madame'. She must have picked up on my nervousness and ignorance, because after a beat she launched into a brief and vague intro to their massage services. In retrospect I'm lucky she was so professional in the face of this young, clueless dork. She set out her rates, and to my dismay, they were more than I had on me at the time. So I left, sought out a bank machine, and repeated the process.

 

Then came the lineup. I nervously selected a pretty brunette, and she led me into the room. After paying and a quick shower, she disrobed to her panties, and gave me a light massage. After I flipped she put on the condom and started to give me oral. After a few minutes she asked if I wanted to head into the main event. I literally leapt at the chance. As she laid down I yanked off her underwear. In my excitement I tossed them carelessly aside. A few clueless, talentless gropes at her box, then in, and a few, enthralling for me no doubt tedious to her minutes later I'm finished.

 

She helps me clean up, we take turns in the shower, but then as we're dressing a problem appears; where on earth did her panties end up? In my haste to unveil her, I seem to have carelessly flung her undergarments who knows where. We search the bed, the floor, everywhere but they seem to have disappeared. She said twas fine, and dressed, but with time I wonder if she assumed I had 'collected' them. I hope not, as it was just a junior grade, excited dork mistake.

 

I left happy, and enthralled with this new lifestyle option.

[Guest S****r]

Very amusing and insightful stories, Gentlemen! Thank you for sharing! Fun to hear about it from the other side!

[someguy 67067]

I first came across the Cerb web site in 2010 and have been hooked on it since. It is a community where people care about each other. I've been reading post's for a long time and reading recommendations for months before I had the nerve to finally make my first date. I picked a young sp that had many pages of reviews. I made my first pm with her and picked a date to meet her.

I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep that night and was exhausted when I met her. Sweaty palms when I rang her door bell and nervous as hell. But when the door open and I saw this beautiful sexy girl who came and gave me a big hug and kiss all my nervousness went away. I had told her that she was my first SP and she lead the way to a wonderful first experience and this led me having several more encounters with her until she retired. Since then I have met another sp who I have seen quite a few times and have become friends with.

I have also tried a MP who I enjoy being with also. Due to limited budget and time I can only hobby occasionally. But I still enjoy reading about everyone else experience's and jokes and stories.

[Guest My***tLixx]

Hi there

I was wondering if any of you had any good stories about your very first encounter with a Service Provider or MA. Such as why you wanted and encounter. How you picked your first SP. Your preparation too meet her.

Your nervousness? What happen when the door opened. Any funny stories to tell. Just interested and thought this would be an interesting topic.

My first time wasn't with an SP, it was with TWO SP's. I wasn't nervous, just very excited, plus I had a drink or two beforehand. I was tanned, pornstar trimmed (as I always do), best clothes, freshly showered and very ready. I called an agency wanting a Duo with two bi-girls, and...wow. One was a very pretty blonde, the other a tanned, raven-haired, green-eyed sex machine! The blonde was ordered by the black-haired girl to get up on the dresser with her favorite toy and to do herself hard. I was ordered onto the bed, told to watch her blonde friend pleasuring herself on the dresser, roughly stripped, and after a fantastic warm-up, was done cowgirl style...HARD...VERY, VERY HARD. She really, really slammed me with enthusiasm! That was a few years ago, and it still remains one of the best sexcapades of my life!!

[tokan 16826]

My first time with a SP was actually not too long. I had been thinking of finally taking the plunge for a little while, and had been surfing the web trying to find information on this sort of thing and than I stumbled upon cerb and you could say that it changed everything. I'll admit that at first I had my reservations about this sort of thing but after finding cerb and reading the posts from hobbyist and the ladies my views changed. I also loved that that this community was so positive and non judgemental and that made things easier to take the plunge.

 

So after doing a bit of research I finally got the nerve up to pm a very well reviewed lady and we exchanged a message or two. The next day I decided to see if she was available and by chance she was. We exchanged a few more messages and I decided to go ahead and meet her. Now I should add that not only was this my first time with a SP, but it was my first time. And to say that I was a little nervous would be the understatement of the century. So I finally get the nerve to call to confirm and I can honestly say that I've never felt more like a dork in my life as I was stammering something fiercel. She was very sweet on the phone though and that made things easier. The drive up to meet her was something of a roller coaster though as I had every feeling you could imagine but finally made it to the meeting and I have to say it was well worth it.

 

I make it to the room and give the door a knock and hiding behind the door is truly one of the most beautiful women I have ever had the pleasure of spending time with. As great as her pictures are she is even better in person. When we get into the room she gives me a hug and I have to admit that I had another bit of a dork moment when I was trying to figure out what to do with the donation but without really saying anything directed me to as where to put it. So we proceeded to talk for a bit to get a little more comfortable first. She knew about my circumstances, as I let her know ahead of time when messaging. And I have to say she really made me feel at ease and I can't describe how much that helped. She has a truly sweet personality which also helps to put people at ease. As a gentleman I don't want to get into a play by play but I truly enjoyed our time together :) I also really enjoyed talking to her afterwards. After we hugged again and parted ways I can honestly say I had the hugest smile on my face the whole drive home.

 

Like someguy I'll only be able to hobby occasionally due to a limited budget and other circumstances. But hopefully I'll be able to visit her again sometime. Regardless of my circumstances I still enjoy reading the stories, jokes, and posts here on cerb as well as the company of such positive people :)

[Guest p**h*x]

Ugh, my first time was awful. I was completely clueless about what a proper encounter should be like, what to expect, what I should have asked prior to the encounter, didn't know what to do with myself, how things should be initiated, etc.

 

I exchanged a few text with the person, found out the rate and scheduled a time. I was a nervous wreck and continued to be so when I arrived. She directed me to the bedroom then proceeded to light up a smoke. She offered me one and I without thought took it as I was so nervous that all I could do was agree. I don't even smoke. lol

 

So, I paid for an hour and we get started. However, once we start I discover there are things she won't do and was basically limited to missionary position, no kissing, limited touching, and I could tell she wasn't into it at all. It was very mechanical. This is when I started to realize that I should have asked questions about what was involved in the encounter beforehand.

 

Things continue rather blandly for about 15 minutes until I finish. We lay there for a bit, she has another smoke. This time I declined the cigarette as I was starting to come to my senses about the whole situation. After she finishes smoking I ask if we can go again but she informs me that we just used her last condom. I'm sure that wasn't the case but I didn't bother pressing the issue. It had been about 25 minutes, I put my pants back on and told her to have a good night and left.

 

Obviously I was disappointed. Cursed myself for wasting money and said I wouldn't do that ever again.

 

Fast forward a couple of weeks later and the thought of visiting an SP starts to come back to me. It had been a while since I had sex before my first SP encounter and since it left me completely unsatisfied the desire for some physical contact was still very strong.

 

This time I decided I needed to really do my research. Thank god for google because I found my way to CERB and began to read. A lot. This time I wasn't going to rush or make a mistake. I was going to learn about proper etiquette, things I should find out about the encounter being offered, ask questions, and properly set my expectations. Well, it took quite a while after the first encounter but I finally was ready to try again. This time I was prepared. Picked someone with good recommendations and seemed to offer everything I was looking for. I was still nervous as hell. I was shaking like a leaf when I knocked on the door. Continued to shake like a leaf once I entered and just a general dork. But the lady was lovely, made me feel comfortable, and took charge. I then had my universe rocked by an amazing person.

 

After that it's been a cake walk. I still get nervous but it's a good kind of nervous and is very exciting.

[great_s 132]

The year was 1992 and and my buddies and I were on spring break in Cuba. A group of guys, looking for fun, drinking way to much and generally having a good time. One night at the hotel bar, the bartender asks us if we would like to have some ladies join us; who were sitting a the next table. We proceed to buy a round of drinks for the ladies, who join us and get friendly. At this point we have no ideas these ladies are professionals.

 

Long story short, the bartender says $20 USD and I give you a bottle of rum to party with the girls back in your room. Completely overpriced as rum was about $3 / bottle back then. The girls are keen, so we say why not! Still at this point we have no idea, the bartended is looking for his cut.

 

Head back to the room, hotel security stops us for having locals on the property. He wants $5 to go away! We pay. Get back to our room, then the girls annouce $10 for CBJ and $20 for full service. Lol, we agree have a great time and this is what started my buddy and I down the hobby highway!

 

Wow those were simpler (and cheaper) times...

[someguy 67067]

Very interesting stories.

Let get more

[nntsci 11076]

My first service provider was in Winnemucca Nevada at the Wild West Saloon. As you may know, brothels are legal in some counties in Nevada, but ironically not in Las Vegas per se. I had just finished a business trip in Lake Tahoo and wanted to do some sight seeing the high desert of Northern Nevada. In particular I wanted to go opal mining in the north west corner of Nevada. Well, that was my excuse to my wife for renting a car and spending a couple extra days in Nevada (and she did like the idea of some opal). I had originally planned to stop at the Mustang "Ranch" just outside of Reno, but I couldn't find it. The Mustang ranch is (according the web site) world famous for the model like quality of their girls. However Google maps had given me the wrong directions. I learned later that the entire brothel had been bodily moved about 5 miles further down the highway. After searching for it for over an hour I gave up and drove on towards the Winnemuca disappointed and still horny. I got to Winnemucca just before dark, checked into a motel 6 and got internet access. To my delight I discovered that there was a whole row of brothels along the highway in Winnemucca. So I got into my little rental car and drove to the nearest brothel. The only one that seemed open was the "wild west saloon, so nervous but horny, I opened the door and stepped in. I got in and was welcomed by a couple of aging cowboys and two scantily clad middle aged women. I sat down and was offered a free drink. I had a coke to calm my nerves. The girls came out to introduce themselves. I wasn't particularly impressed -- they were all in their middle ages -- not much younger than my wife. But I had committed myself so ok. I said I'll finished my drink before choosing. A blond lady, named Melissa, sat down beside me and started talking to me. She was not a beauty, but had enourmous breast that occupied my attention. I was by this time relaxing a little bit and was now turned on by the prospect of sex... even if the girls were not as beautiful as I had hoped. Melissa suggested we go in the back and discuss what I was interested in doing. She also told me that she had to check me over (presumably for warts, rashes, and other nasty things). Apparently I passed the test. This inspection is apparently required in Nevada, and also was done in one of the brothels I visited Australia.

 

So Melissa then asked me what I was interested in. I said I'd like to have sex, then cuddle for a while and then have sex again. She said ok, well that sounds like a GFE for an full hour. I asked, "ok, so how much would that cost". She said $600. I did in fact happen to have over $600 with me... in part because I had won $200 at blackjack in Tahoe, but I had hoped to get more than one session with a lady. But picture this, the girl is in front of me on her knees, with her head level with my swelling organ. Looking down at her I see these enourmous breasts and sweet blue eyes looking up at me. At that point there was no way I was going to back out of it. So I said, ok.

 

She took me up to her room, we did the financial business, and got down to the action of the evening -- beginning with a very nice massage and rolling right into intercourse. It was great. She was a really good lover. She had apparently be at the Mustang ranch until the previous year when the ranch was closed, then bought out, and moved up the highway. At that point in my life it was probably the best sex I had ever had. So it turned out to be great. I didn't notice immediately, but later realized she had a bit of a pot belly and I think she might have been pregnant, but I didn't ask. Nonetheless, it was a nice way to start this hobby. By the way I did find a couple of pieces of opal (one black and one white), but not quite jewelery quality.

[nntsci 11076]

Great thread by the way. It was nice to read about other experiences.

[someguy 67067]

Any more stories, to tell.

Let's keep this thread going.

So far the stories have been interesting.

 

Additional Comments:

Any more stories, to tell.

Let's keep this thread going.

So far the stories have been interesting.

[Chanel Reign 28097]

Not to cut in on the guy talk, but this is an absolutely fascinating read.

 

Please continue.

[Guest Erot***ix]

I'm a bit surprised this thread hasn't taken off, I think it's a great subject!

 

My first encounter came completely by impulse. I was out riding my motorcycle one night, just around the city, and happened to pass by a well-known (by most everyone else in the city) incall location known then as the Gentleman's Massage Club if I'm not mistaken. I didn't know what exactly went on in there, but I had my suspicions that it was something adult oriented. I parked my bike, walked nervously up the steps and rang the doorbell. After what felt like a heart-pounding eternity, the door opened and I was greeted by the 'madame'. She must have picked up on my nervousness and ignorance, because after a beat she launched into a brief and vague intro to their massage services. In retrospect I'm lucky she was so professional in the face of this young, clueless dork. She set out her rates, and to my dismay, they were more than I had on me at the time. So I left, sought out a bank machine, and repeated the process.

 

Then came the lineup. I nervously selected a pretty brunette, and she led me into the room. After paying and a quick shower, she disrobed to her panties, and gave me a light massage. After I flipped she put on the condom and started to give me oral. After a few minutes she asked if I wanted to head into the main event. I literally leapt at the chance. As she laid down I yanked off her underwear. In my excitement I tossed them carelessly aside. A few clueless, talentless gropes at her box, then in, and a few, enthralling for me no doubt tedious to her minutes later I'm finished.

 

She helps me clean up, we take turns in the shower, but then as we're dressing a problem appears; where on earth did her panties end up? In my haste to unveil her, I seem to have carelessly flung her undergarments who knows where. We search the bed, the floor, everywhere but they seem to have disappeared. She said twas fine, and dressed, but with time I wonder if she assumed I had 'collected' them. I hope not, as it was just a junior grade, excited dork mistake.

 

I left happy, and enthralled with this new lifestyle option.

Funny, my first time with an SP was almost exactly like yours. Out on my motorcycle, having to go to a bank machine for more cash, and the fact it was Gentleman's Massage Parlour (but the Moncton location)...it was 1989, and my girl was a tanned, toned black haired stunning beauty! Wow...an amazing time. I was 17 and so tired of girlfriends not putting out...first time with an SP, and also my first time EVER. I don't regret it one bit!

[Blahblah00 120]

My first time with a sp was last night.

 

I am in the process of going through a divorce and I was introduced by a coworker to a website that lists sp's in my area. While looking at it for a couple weeks, I found out about cerb. Now cerb is very dead in my area, so I couldn't go by any reviews.

 

Fast forward to last night, I get stood up by coworkers, and it's suddenty 9:30 on a sat night, with nothing to do. After opening a beer I decide to check out said website. I see this add for a cute little blonde, thinking what the hell, I send her a txt (one of the few it seems that accepts txts). After several messages back and forth, before i know it, I have my first appointment with a sp.

 

When I get to her hotel I'm nervous. I haven't been with a new women in over 8 years. I'm normally fairly comfortable in most situations with one exception... sex. I get major anxiety.

 

Anyways, when I get there, she's having a smoke, great! I can have one too. Come to find out I'm her first customer on her first day as a sp. uh oh. She's also a little nervous. Anyways, we probably talked for a good 10 minutes before anything even started to happen.

 

She was great. She provided a better gfe then what the ex did lol. However, I was not up to the task. She tried several things, and while I got satisfaction from making her have an orgasm I left a little disappointed in myself with my first experience.

 

I'm not going to let one so so experience stop me, I'll try again. I'm even thinking of calling the same sp, and booking her for at least 2 hours, so we can get to know each other even better. Hopefully that will help with my anxiety. If that doesn't work, I might have to try a more experienced sp.

[nntsci 11076]

To Blahblah00,

 

>She was great. She provided a better gfe then what the ex did lol.

 

I guess thats why they call it the Girlfriend experience, not the wife experience (WE)... I don't think the Wife Experience (complete with not tonight excuses) would be too popular.

 

> I get major anxiety....However, I was not up to the task.

 

For my early SP experiences I got major anxiety as well. Even after some 30 appointments with SPs (in 4 countries) my heart is still pounding when I knock on her hotel room or appartment door. But I would sometimes come too fast (the opposite problem). Fortunately I always seem to be able to go a second time.

 

My first Canadian service providor I made the mistake of only booking a half hour (one shot on goal) and came after a few seconds while she was orally putting the condom on me. She told me she had another appointment right after mine which meant that I couldn't pay for another 1/2 hour. I spent that weekend dreaming about her pussy.

 

Since then I always book an hour. Its only recently that I can avoid coming too quickly the first time (never that quickly, but faster than I want to come -- I almost never come too quickly with my significant other).

 

 

Live and learn. IF you try again with a more experienced provider you may find that the girl has more skill in helping you relax and acheive your goals. Try again. Good luck.

 

Additional Comments:

Chanel said

>Not to cut in on the guy talk, but this is an absolutely fascinating read.

 

Chanel, anything funny to report about your first time, from the other point of view?

[Chanel Reign 28097]

Chanel, anything funny to report about your first time, from the other point of view?

 

LOL Well I was totally out of my element and kept thinking...what am I doing, this is so not me?? But I wasn't very nervous. I'd been having sex of all varieties, after all, for years before making the leap 2 years ago to SP.

 

And then the appt happened and all that went out the window. But I was a lucky one as someone took me under her wing and taught me the ins and outs.

 

He was a regular of hers, and I was at her location and I had excited goosebumps and felt like throwing up at the same time. He was a gentleman; we had a wonderful time together, and I still see him occasionally. But the time went by so fast.

 

I do get nervous meeting new playdates however. And I suspect other SP's do as well. But most times the minute you are in the door and we chat a while, neither of us are by that point. I think. I hope. :)

 

I have had other women advise me and help me grow in this industry...to exactly who I want to be. It wasn't a far trip as I am transparent as glass and I guess Clients sense that after a few minutes. I am grateful and appreciative of these women who took their time and wisdom and shared.

 

I've made mistakes, embarrassed myself inadvertently, dislocated a Gents shoulder (oops), had my pearls run all over a Gents hotel room, fallen off the bed (more than once), cum on my own face (another story unto itself), had mysterious bruises, exhausted one of my regulars and he had to have a nap before he left, got really hammered at a social, and on and on.

 

And I've never had a bad date. A few no shows. But damn I'm a lucky woman. And I thank CERB for that.

[rick_falcon 911]

Whenever I booked an apointment with an SP, I always had butterflies in my stomach.

Whether I knew the lady or she was totally new, I always had the same feeling.

 

Even nowadays, I think it's a normal reflex and emotion to have.

 

My first time with an SP was from an ad from the Sun. Could be considered risky now but there was a time where that was the reference source.

The lady that arrived at my door was more mature but still very nice. Good-looking and nice attitude.

Looking back, it was a comfortable session at most, but the butterflies got to disappear during the action!

[someguy 67067]

There are so many cerb members on this board. Please let us know your first experience stories. The SP's and members seem to like to read these stories. So please contribute more.