First time experience with SP's stories

[someguy 67067]

Come on guys.

Expecially you newbies.

You must have some story to share.

We all had a first time experience.

Let's keep this thread alive.

[esoterica 624]

I was pretty naive. Once the sex stopped in my marriage, I went to a MP but did not know about the happy ending part. This was in the late '90s at Magic Hands on Merivale. It was a German girl -trying to remember her name. I saw her about three times and never attempted anything. On the 4th visit, she reached around and grabbed MrHappy and I nearly had a heart attack. I graduated to Body Care, Jasmine (pre-CMJ), Michele, and a few Indy MPs but never had seen a SP.

 

When I became single in 2006, I decided to branch out. From the boards, I had a pretty good idea of the scene. I decided to break my drought with Lili Love. No nerves, I knew what to expect. She ate me up, spat me out and ate me up again. It was fucking amazing.

 

A friend just reminded me of this so I'll edit. I would have given my right nut for it to have been a well reviewed local SP who was not on the scene at the time. I had always hoped that the then-named Alexa Taylor would be my first SP experience but alas, it was not to be.

 

My visits with SPs are rare and I fall a little bit in love with every one I've seen. I'm lucky in that I've genuinely liked virtually every one of them and rarely had a bad experience.

 

I don't have rose colored glasses. I choose to want it to be that way. After all, it's my fantasy.

[someguy 67067]

Any more interesting stories?

Let's hear them. :)

[Guest a**4*]

It was my birthday and the best birthday present i ever had a night i never forgot

[someguy 67067]

Alb49.

 

The whole point of this thread is for you to tell us what happen :)

You are leaving us hanging .

[Guest N***he**Ont**y]

Maybe he was hanging so to speak.Perhaps by his heels!

[castle 38816]

God. My first experience was all kinds of horrible. The Gods themselves were warning me against it...but I didn't listen.....read, my fellow cerbites, and behold: a tale of true cock retardation.

 

It was the first and only time I had cheated on my girlfriend at the time.....while she was at school taking an exam.....I walk her to where the exam is taking place and wish her luck and tell her I'll meet her back here when her exam is over......so already I felt like total dogshit about it.

 

Booked with the SP via the dreaded Ottawa Sun (pre-cerb days)

 

 

The SP gives me the address over the phone, an address which strangely sounds veeeerrry familiar. So I start to walk over and BOOM! Thunder and lightning and rain! And no umbrella. That should have been my first sign from up above that this was a baaaaad idea. So anyway I get there and lo and behold, it's the EXACT same house that me and the aforementioned girlfriend had just previously moved out of about 2 months beforehand.

 

I'm a little early when I get there, so here I am standing in the shadows across the street, in the rain, staring at the house where me and my girlfriend first made love....feeling like a creepy stalker. And feeling more and more like dogshit with each passing moment. Every ounce of me screaming "Ok, how many more signs do you need to tell you that this is a VERY bad idea!!" But there's no turning back now. Junior.....little fucker that he is......was in charge.

 

So 8pm...moment of truth. I walk up and knock on the door. Almost afraid to see who or what answers. But thankfully she was rather pretty. She welcomes me into the familiar living room, and leads me up the familiar stairs....all the while my mind is screaming "Not our bedroom, not our bedroom, not our bedrooom!!".....But of course....she's set up in our bedroom. But thank god for small favors, the bed was at the other end of the room, so it was at least a little bit less familiar.

 

Service, meh, quite mechanical. Lets just leave it at that.

 

So 20 mins later I'm walking back out into the rain. Feeling like the lowest of the low. make my way back to the university to meet my gf after her exam. She throws herself in my arms, gives me a warm kiss, tells me she missed me, and asks how my evening was.....GOD!! I mumble something about having been just reading at Chapters and how I'm not feeling so great and think I'm coming down with something. (Which was probably true after having been standing out in the rain all that time lol). To make matters worst, when we got home, she insisted on cooking me dinner....even though it was my turn...Gah!! Just twist that knife a little further why don't you!!

 

 

I don't think I slept a wink that night...or for a few nights after that. It's a wonder that I ever kept hobbying after that first experience (to my credit though, it wasn't until I was single that I picked it up again).

[MisterMike 1873]

This was in 1968.

 

I was in East Germany doing some academic work in Dresden. I spent the day in a symposium and made friends with a guy from Czechoslovakia who was teaching there and knew his way around. He knew a place that was frequented by young ladies from all over Eastern Europe who were students and happy to meet guys from the West especially those who had U S dollars to spend. A $20 dollar bill was considered a very nice honorarium for the whole night.

 

I had never considered paying before as I was doing alright on my own but here I was in East Germany and it wassooooo easy to score without worrying about getting into trouble with the PoPo which was a very bad thing to happen especially in that part of the world.

 

I met an especially fine 19 year-old redhead named Margit from Hungary who studying economics. "Wollen Sie schlaffen mit mir?" Her German was pretty good and she was as hot a babe in the sack as I've ever met. We had a nice time together and it was the best $20 I ever spent. We had several rounds of uncovered sex which she was really into and I remember she used a bottle of carbonated water to douche herself out. "Keine kinder" (no children) she laughed every time. I invited her to accompany me to the beach on the Baltic for the weekend and all we did for three days is do each other. She was delighted with the $50.00 I slipped her on the way home.

 

Was she an "SP"? Technically she was. Many young women students were "providers" while attending school especially away from home and family. I often wondered what happened to her.

 

That was my first time when I actually paid a chick to bink and squee with me. But I have yet to experience an SP in North America but hope to do so very soon.

[Guest a**4*]

My frist with a sp was my birthday i had sent her a text that i would like to meet her we text back back and forth that day very nervous about this.That night she sent a text to meet her at the hotel if i was still interested in seeing her so of i go when i get there she text the room number by now i am scared.I knock on the door when it opens this beautiful girl standing there long black hair full body tan net stockings o.m.g she said happy birthday my nervousness was gone it became a wild rodeo she put me in every position possible she gave me things she didn't do.When it was time to go she told me her real name and to join cerb i have never seen her again and because of her i am not nervous about meeting sp or contacting them i been hobbing after that.I now see a sp i have come to know on a regular bassics thanks to her and finding cerb i still think about her and that night best birthday present i ever had from me to me

[bananasplity 315]

I had booked my first sp recently. I was just surfing the web and some how some way i found my way to an escort page (haha). Anyhow, i really got into it, looking and reading all the advertisements and comments from others on how great it is. I am a very need to know it all type of guy, I like to research anything and everything when it catches my eye.

 

After i had found a sp in the area I had sent an e-mail stateing a time and day i would like to meet. I was so dam nervouse i wasn't sure after i sent it if i wanted a reply back or not (OH MY GOD EH!). I got a reply back a few hours later and it was on, I followed up with a couple more e-mails with quick questions and got nice replys and direction i was looking for.

 

I then began waiting for the meet (I LUV BUTTERFLYS) a few days later, didn't send anymore e-mails, just turned on cell a few hours prior to meeting and waited for contact. A few text messages later i was on my way up to hotel room wondering what this was going to be like.

 

Only issue I had with location was I lived in this hotel for 3 months when I moved to this town because there is a houseing shortage for all the transient workers. I bit the bullet and walked in and went straight to the stairwell (discrete is great). As i knocked on the door i think I was a little more relaxed, hands a bit clammy. She answered, i walked in layed down my donation and sat on the couch and just looked in amazement at the beutiful girl i was with, (WOW). She came and sat beside me and we had some small talk, relaxing both of us, more me than her (I'm such a NOOB).

 

Started kissing and letting the hands roam around and it was hook line and sinker. To the bed and thats that. Obviously my nerves still got the best of me beeing the fisrt time with a SP. OH my god she was so pretty,

I look back now and think what could I have done to make this more enjoyable for her as it was for me, Because that should also be a goal of mine as it was hers. I really need to feal confortable with someone to preform A+ service back. Doesn't really matter how good looking they are to me, to feel confortable is key in my world. It was a 2hr meeting so we had some nice conversation in bed for a while before i left. Hug and a kiss and i was feeling good walking away. For me the conversation was the best part, feeling more confortable with her, I'm sure a future visit will be an absolute delight for both of us!!

 

Cheers hope you enjoyed my spilling of the beans.

Sorry for the spelling errors, it's my achiles heal

[mark30canada 110]

My first time with an SP was this last summer. I was home alone one night and thought what the hell, and Googled "winnipeg escorts".

 

I happened upon -------- and went through the ads for a while. I found one that appealed to me and sent a text, my hands shaking the whole time.

 

That's when my newbie-ness caught up with me. I've always been a bit of a skeptic, and know alot of the internet is deceptive, but I was in the mood and forged ahead despite some reservations. Her text replies were almost too enthusiastic, and when I asked her if it was really her in her pictures, all she said was, "don't worry, you will like me".

 

Never been that nervous and excited at the same time. I almost expected cops to come busting in the door when she showed up!

 

Well, I got the text that she was at the door and I went to let her in. I open the door and she looks absolutely NOTHING like her pictures. It was a totally different girl. But, she was a stunning black girl, amazing body and very sexy.

 

We chatted for about 2 minutes on the couch, I went to my room to grab something and when I came back she was already in her underwear. She gave me a cbj for a bit, and as soon as I started touching her she said "You want to f--ck me, baby?" Then we went to my room and had quick missionary position sex. She seemed very distracted and I knew I was being rushed. As soon as I finished she started to get dressed and that was the end of that. She was in and out in about 20 minutes or less.

 

So yeah, I learned all the newbie lessons in a hurry. The ol' "bait and switch", rushed session, had no idea what her restrictions were (didn't allow kissing on the mouth or daty both of which I love) so now I am much wiser.

 

So, since then I have had some amazing experiences with Winnipeg girls, and some not so great. You just have to trust your gut when choosing someone. But I am much wiser now. Thanks for all the info, CERB!

[someguy 67067]

There has been a bunch of newbies recently. Let's here some of your stories. this thread was getting interesting. I'm sure we would like to hear more stories :)

[Guest I******orP**k]

I was 17, it was my first time, got tired of waiting on my girlfriend. Drove my motorcycle in to town, went to a Massage Parlour. I was terrified. In walked the hottest girl I'd ever seen. Long black hair, green eyes, all-body tan, about a 36C. An hour later I walked out a man...still smiling now, just thinking about her. Raven, where are you now, hun?

[IamaGeek 3664]

My first experience was with an independent SP early in 2010 and it opened my eyes to the reality of this industry. It was good enough to ensure that I would come back.

 

After three decades of being faithful to my wife and three years of celibacy when our physical relationship ended I stumbled onto CERB and carefully (oh, so carefully) selected a well reviewed, mature provider. She responded very quickly to my emails and I set up a meeting at an Ottawa hotel. I have to drive to Ottawa from where I work and when I was about 30 minutes away she sent a text message saying that she had to switch hotels. I didn't know Ottawa at all at the time and I didn't have a GPS or a smartphone so that almost scuppered the whole thing right there. I stopped at a mall to find a public telephone and a phone book (surprisingly hard to do these days) and was on my way again. Then, when I arrived and texted from my car in the parking lot, she responded by telling me that the elevator required a room card and she would come down to the lobby to meet me at 2 minutes before the hour. I went in at about 3 minutes before the hour and imagined that everyone at the front desk and in the lobby was staring at me for what seemed like an hour (but was probably more like 2 or 3 minutes).

 

She arrived and I got into the elevator with her and another gentleman. This was the moment I was completely hooked. We didn't speak but the mischevious smile she kept secretly flashing my way was too much to bear. We got out at our floor and she signalled me to remain quiet until we got into the room. The door closed and I saw that the drapes were drawn, there were candles glowing and low music was playing. She turned to face me and gave me a warm, welcoming hug and kiss. She was very attractive and was wearing a simple, cute dress which was just very slightly shorter and tighter than you might expect to see in the afternoon in Ottawa. I am not model material but neither am I insecure about my appearance. She, however, was tanned and fit and a natural blond with beautiful blue eyes. I could see I was punching above my weight and it made me just a little bit more nervous. This was difficult to do because I was already about as nervous as a human being can be without passing out.

 

I had booked for 2 hours because I knew that I would need some time to settle in and I didn't want to rush. We sat on the couch and I opened the wine I had brought with hands so shaky that at one point she stopped me, held my hands, and tried to reassure me. Finally we were at the point where I was most relaxed - chatting. I love to meet people, hear there stories, find common ground, find how their lives are different, exchange views. As we talked I relaxed a bit but was still too nervous to initiate anything. After 15-20 minutes she finally figured out that I was a bit stalled and thankfully took things into her own hands. While talking she had punctuated her sentences by touching my shoulder or leg but now she slid a bit closer, caressed the back of my neck and gave me a soft kiss. I had told her of my situation and all through the conversation I had imagined that she had a slightly bemused look playing across her face. Later she admitted that she had found my nervousness 'sweet' and 'endearing'. Thank goodness for that - I was expecting it to put her off. In any case, the kiss was enough of a wake-up call for me and the encounter entered its next phase.

 

It is always difficult to guage how one comes across in bed with an SP. They always make it all about the client and we are 'always' excellent lovers. However, I could tell that I was occasionally awkward because I was so rusty. She never complained or even commented and the whole experience was wonderful. The session was alternately energetic and languid and I loved it. At the end of the 2 hours we were draped over each other on the bed sharing jokes and laughing while I caressed her body. Since I was enjoying myself so much and I was new to this I didn't notice I had gone overtime for 10 or 15 minutes. Luckily she was free and she didn't say a word until I noticed. I thanked her and went on my way a new man - with a new plan. I saw her a number of times until she retired about a year and a half later.

 

I have had sessions since then which were more intense, more adventurous, sweeter, and sadly ones which were just terrible. However, this first one will stick with me.

[Einstein709 100]

How safe is it?? I am really nervous about seeing an SP but I am nervous that I will get caught or arrested or something, I know it sounds stupid. Can anyone ease my worries with some stories or anything.

[goingforawalk367 293]

My first SP experience reminds me a little bit of Castle's story above. Sorry for the length!

 

Part 1: I knew I wanted to add a little something to my birthday this summer, and I had never been with an SP, so I thought why not? I didn't know about CERB or CL (for SPs, at least) at the time, so I was relying on BP. I remember making the appointment by text while I was at work - don't know how I managed to keep a straight face for the rest of the day, hehe... I remember leaving the house, and it started raining; got on the wrong bus, so I had to get off about 5 blocks from the hotel. As if I wasn't already nervous enough, I had to start jogging a little bit to get to the appointment on time. Of course, as soon as I got off the bus, it started to pour, and all I had was a flimsy little jacket that wasn't designed for heavy rain.

 

I got to the hotel absolutely soaked and miserable, and then texted the SP to let her know I was outside. She said to give her about 5 minutes, which was fine. 10 minutes went by before I finally heard from her; she gave me the room number and I headed up to the room. Still drenched, miserable, and nervous as hell, I knocked on the door, but she didn't answer. Gave it a couple of minutes, still no answer, so I sent a text. By this point it was already 10 minutes past the time of the appointment, and I was starting to get a bad feeling about it. When 5 minutes passed and she still hadn't responded to a text or a knock at the door, I decided to leave.

 

She texted me a couple of hours later while I was at a bar with friends, wondering where I'd been. When I politely reminded her that I'd texted, called, and knocked at her door with no answer, she offered to bring the price down by 20 bucks if I was free later, but I didn't want anything to do with it. In short, I was suuuuuuuper glad I had listened to my instincts!

 

Part 2 came a couple of weeks later, when I decided to try again. Found a different SP, and there were no hassles at all. She seemed really nice from the text messages I sent when making the appt. I was a little disappointed when she told me there wasn't any kissing, but was pleasantly surprised when we sampled about 10 different positions on the bed! A quick hug goodbye at the end, and I left a pretty happy camper.

 

I thought I'd feel super different after seeing an SP for the first time, but in all honesty, the only thing I've felt different is a massive surge in confidence!

[Finch20 826]

My first time was pre Cerb days, but I was lucky enough to find a very good SP who is still active here. A very beautiful lady and a wonderful time considering how nervous I was! The funny thing is that I had called during a snow storm, and after we were finished she asked me to stay later as she had nosey neighbours who were outside shovelling snow and she didn't want them to see me leaving her place. A little different, but a wonderful experience none the less. Every snow storm now reminds me of this wonderful experience!

[someguy 67067]

Time to bring this thread back. It was getting interesting. There are some newbie's here. Let's here your experiences. Start posting guys :), Let us hear about your first time experiences with some Cerb Lady :)

[someguy 67067]

With all these new Cerbies joining every day.

You should be able to tell us your about your first encounter with a Cerb woman?

Please share :), we all like reading about a good experience.

[lastchance69 914]

My first SP was on a business trip in Calgary. I was so nervous but horny as hell ... so plucked the courage to call ... 5mins before she was due to arrive my boss who wasn't suppose to arrive in the city till much later calls me and says he'll be here in 10, see you in the foyer. The SP arrives looking gorgeous, I was a stuttering, nervous ..idiot. said I had to cancel .. but paid her for the full hour... easiest hour she ever had ;)

[nntsci 11076]

I've described my very first time above, but there were other firsts.

I thought I'd describe my first time in Europe.

It was in the city of Vienna.

I had only started my hobby a year and a half earlier and had only been with 3 professional gals at that point so I was still pretty much a novice.

I was heading to a conference in Vienna and was thinking about what to do for entertainment.

I did a google search on prostitution in Europe and much to my delight discovered that it was legal in Austria.

I searched out a few sites in Austria, but having limited knowledge of German I had difficulty finding a site. The big problem is I couldn't tell from the ads if the locations were brothels or strip joints.

Fortunately while I was in Vienna I found a web site that described the various types of establishments in Vienna, but most were some distance from my hotel.

But then I came across a review of a Laufhaus on Juchgasse which was not too far from my hotel -- about 1.5 km away -- walking distance.

So I drew myself a map and put on my shoe and my jacket and walked out to explore this place. I could find it. I missed the street and nearly got lost. A half hour later I got back to my hotel. Took another look at the map realized my mistake and back out I went. This time I found it... just a half block from a clearly marked police station. I thought back to that web site... I sure hope it was telling the truth about the legality. Anyway. I found the door. The building was about 8 stories high and on each floor was 3 appartments with a 4th appartment a half floor up. There was an elevator, but since I didn't know who I wanted to see, I walked up checking out each door. According to the site one walks in look at the girls photos on her door, if a green light is on, you knock; if the red light is on, you don't knock. Most of the ladies were occupied, so I kept walking up. I think it was the 5th floor I came to the door of a Tatjana. In her pictures she had very long black hair, long legs, she was wearing stockings with garters, a black see through top, and held a mask over her head. She was gorgeous. So I knocked. She was very tall. She looked about 10 years older than her photos, but still was very attractive. I asked her how much for 15 minutes. She said 50 euros. So she invited me in. We did the financial part of the transaction. She asked me if I wanted some water I had a drink of water, and fetched me a bottle of water. We got down to sexual business. She was very nice. It was a great experience... one of the best sexual experiences I had ever had up to that point. I don't think she kept track of time either, she didn't rush me or anything, but was rather nice company. The only disappointment was no kissing; oh, and not much conversation... as she spoke mostly Russian and I only speak English.

 

The web site for the Laufhaus is

http://www.juchgasse11.at/home/

but shes not listed anymore.

 

I'd post a photo of her from the web site but I can't figure out how to do that.

[someguy 67067]

I've enjoyed reading all these stories. I am hoping to read more stories from the newest Cerb members :)

[Brad 49548]

It was a little under two years ago that I had my first experience with an SP, and oh boy, was I a nervous noob! I count myself extremely lucky that my first provider was so patient, sexy and skilled.

 

I must have spent months debating the idea of seeing an SP. I couldn't say how many hours I viewed and admired different ads, thinking to myself "should I...shouldn't I...".

 

It's a pity in all my looking around I'd never come across Cerb at the time, as a couple of those beginner threads may have helped me avoid a few mistakes. I'm fairly certain I spent at least an hour crafting my opening message, and even then I left out fairly standard information which I know now is helpful to include.

 

I had researched enough to at least be aware of the etiquette that I was supposed to clearly but discreetly leave the donation in plain site at the beginning of the encounter. I must have made sure a dozen times on the way to her location that I had everything in order, and kept reminding myself to nonchalantly present it like the cool cat I was pretending to be. Well the moment I walked in and saw her every thought went out of my head except how sexy she looked. Which unfortunately meant she eventually had to discreetly ask if I had anything for her...

 

Happily, she made the slip-up no big deal and we quickly moved past it. Her conversation skills were excellent and, knowing it was my first experience with a provider and no doubt sensing my nerves, she guided the conversation smoothly and naturally. And in due time she moved the encounter along towards a place where the details are mine alone. Suffice to say she went above and beyond to make my first experience an entirely enjoyable one down to the genuinely friendly goodbye. I'm fairly certain I also made the faux pas of going over my time, but truly I didn't realize that until after I'd left!

 

While I only rarely have the opportunity to enjoy an encounter with an SP, having done some more reading since then--and with the help of Cerb--I'm lucky enough to be able to say the few experiences I've had since then with other ladies have also all been very positive.

 

But I remain thankful to my first SP, who back when I didn't have much of a clue was kind enough to guide me along and make my introduction such a positive memory.

[someguy 67067]

There have been many new members joining Cerb in the last couple of months.

There must be some new First time experience stories that you can share with us. We enjoy reading your stories :)

[Grelton12 120]

I am one of those who joined CERB recently. My first experience was with a lovely lady from CERB.

 

She let me know the location shortly before the scheduled appointment. I must have paced around the block twice before the scheduled time. I was nervous!

 

When I arrived I was so nervous, but she made me feel at ease, though I didn't know all the etiquette I should have. For example, I was not as discreet with the donation as I should have been. We quickly moved past that, and had great conversation before moving to the bed. I learned a lot that will stand me in good stead.

 

It was a great first time. I'm glad I researched to find a mature professional lady who made sure my experience was one that made me want to come back.