How many of you guys have seen a hooker before?

Com'n, tell the truth. Any good stories? Did you go back more and more once you did it, was it just a one time thing?

 

I've never hired one, but in my city they all stand out on one street and I've driven down there just to look at them more times than I could count

 

I think the question should be; "Who hasn't seen a hooker before?"

 

Some of them are really nice. You just can't get attached. My roomate once fell in love with one and almost bankrupted his entire savings to get her to quit+move in with us.

 

I thought I was the only one who drove to the areas where they hang out and just watch. I find it interesting.

 

I tried to hook up with a hooker twice when I was in my early 20's. Everything was going well with the first girl until we couldn't agree on the price. I only had $18 and she wanted $30 and wouldn't budge. The second one took my $40, jumped out of my car and ran into a nearby drug house. I gave up after that.

 

I have seen several hookers in my time. The first one was in 1968 in Panama at a club called the Blue Goose. I was a virgin.

I was in the merchant marines (16 years old). I had just smoked some Panama Red and was tripping my brains out. Me and my bros from the ship, came into the club and sat down at the table. I noticed her standing next to the juke box - gyrating to the music. She made eye contact with me and it was love at first sight. She was very sexy looking (compared to the other girls in the bar). She came over to the table and sat on my lap, picked up my beer and started to give me sips.

I had never been with a hooker before and did not know what to do. She said, "do you want to go" (in broken English). I said, "sure." We walked through a doorway and she pushed me against the wall and said, "20 dollars." I happily handed over the cash. We went upstairs where an older women was seated behind a table. She gave the hooker a towel and we went into the room. It was a bare bones set up in the room; a bed, dresser and a light bulb hanging by a long wire over the bed.

I was so high on the pot, I could hardly stand up straight. I was weaving back and forth like I was on the ship. She gave me a strange looks and I kept saying, "I'm drunk." I didn't want her to know I was high on pot. She got naked (she had a killer body) and undressed me. She pulled me down on the bed on top of her. She started pushing my head down to her pussy. I resisted because I had never eaten out a girl before and did not know what to do. I ended up cumming on her before I could stick it in. She must have thought I was real strange.

We got dressed and went back down stairs. I sat down at the table with my buddies. Two minutes later she comes back and asks me if I want a blow job for seven bucks...

I have a few more hooker stories to tell you.

 

Yeah three are some cute pros in the District. Never hired one but I get hit on regularly. I worry about disease too much and lets face it, I'm a charming enough asshat not to have to pay for it.

 

I've shot at hookers with an airsoft gun while laying on the roof of an apartment building before....that was some funny ass shit....

never hired one though...i wonder what a hooker would charge to be a willing airsoft target?!

 

I live in South America, Uruguay, capital city Montevideo, and these are my stories, only two though.
First hooker:
Codename: Vanessa.
Location: some horehouse downtown.
Description: AMAZING BODY, brunette, thin, beautiful, long straight hair and a badass look on her face.
I picked her out of a line, she was the hottest one in the place. I was a virgin at the time so I didn't know what to expect, I thought it was going to be like in the movies: nice hooker seduces young man. Boy was I wrong. It was all very "mechanical", cold, like a business transaction.
"What's your name?"
"Emilio"
"Take off your clothes" she said, in a cold manner.
.... I obeyed.
So I laid in the bed while she took off her clothes too, damn she was fast! She was wearing a black mini skirt and a red blouse, now that I remember, it was the hooker uniform, cause they all used the same pattern. She started masturbating me, then she put the condom and started sucking... Short after, she mounted me. After 10 maybe 15 minutes I came, doggy style. It was all very cold-ish I repeat, and I remember that she asked me in the middle of the act "did you come?", God I hated that, so fucking annoying, I was BEARLY moaning.
After that she charged me 180 pesos and an extra 50 cause I touched her pussy, wtf... I couldn't argue of course, in those places there is always some pimp guy that could slaughter you easily if you don't pay.
Total: 230 pesos which is 10 dollars. No anal. No kissing.
After this I realized that the whole hooker experience was shit, doing it with a person that actually WANTS to do it is priceless, and much more rewarding.

Second hooker:
Codename: Can't fucking remember.
Location: Punta del Este, "Lo de Naná", famous horehouse in Uruguay.
Description: Short, thin, brunnete, pretty much the same as Vanessa, but less "meat".
This time the place was different, like some sort of Gallery, many many rooms scattered, many doors, the ones that were open, were the ones available, with the hooker waiting outside in the threshold. The variety is astonishing, I picked her cause I didn't know better... The experience was exactly the same, she even used the EXACT same words when she asked if I had came, it's like someone gives a script to all the hores that says "after 5 minutes ask: did you come?", no matter the circumstances. This time I paid 500 pesos (20 dollars)... total robbery. Just now I had realized that hookers were ALL THE SAME, and it's all the same SHIT, ALWAYS.

My second pick was not a wise one I admit, and I don't regret it, but I'm not planning in paying for sex for many, many years.

FAQ:
Q: Isn't 15 minutes a bit long for a first time? Your lying.
A: I was nervous, and the act wasn't very exiting, no words, no kissing, nothing.
Q: Should I hire a hooker or maybe visit a horehouse?
A: No fucking way, do it with someone else, someone you know or just some random chick.
Q: Do you regret anything?
A: Yes and No, No cause it was something I had to take it out of my system, and Yes cause it was a bit shitty afterall.

My grammar and spelling wasn't entirely correct, the reason is because I'm not a native speaker.

 

Earlier this year was when i saw my first hooker. It had been like a year since i last had sex and at the time i had never fucked a girl sober before and i deceided it was about time. I went on a binge. I spent $4800 in just 3 months. I saw about 14 different girls in that span.

I just went on a hooker frenzy. It started costing me way too much so i had to stop doing it. Plus it was losing its lust. It started to get boring and knowing the girls just doing it for money is a big turn off. Anyways, i hope i didn't catch anything but my hooker days are behind me.....for now.

 

It's a big chance you may have...go get tested, man.

 

Hooker Story #2

It was December 1968. We left Panama heading for Viet Nam bringing ammunition to the troops. I turned 17 somewhere out in the Pacific Ocean. When we got to Nam it was early in the morning. I was excited to go ashore that night and a little apprehensive. I did not know what to expect. The Chief Cook, a Puerto Rican dude from NYC, offered to take me under his wing and show me the ropes. When we got ashore that night he took me to this shanty town bar and had "mama-san" introduce me to a young vietnamese girl who was very cute. Of course, I feel in love with her at first sight. She was very pretty and had a great body. I noticed that she had no pubic hair which kind of turned me on. We had great sex that night.

The next day, after my work shift was over, I went ashore again. I wanted to check out other girls, but as I was walking to one bar to another, a bunch of young vietnamese kids started following me and yelling at me while pointing back to the girl I had sex with the night before. Then they started to tug on me, pulling me back towards her. I said to myself, "wow this girl really likes me."

She greeted me with a big smile saying, "hello baby-san" (that was a nickname the vietnamese girls gave me). We immediately went to the back room of the bar to one of the many beds there. The beds were separated by curtains that were about 4 feet off the floor - just barely giving enough privacy to the next bed over.

We got naked and started going after it. She seemed to be getter hotter and hotter as we made love. I thought to myself, "she's the one for me." As I was pumping away on top of her, I looked over to my left - to the bed next to us - and there was an african american dude army dude pumping away too. We looked at each other at the same time and I gave him a look like I was invading his space. He laughed and said, "it don't mean shit man." We both went back to pumping away.

I don't even remember her name. I had a picture of her sitting with me at the bar, but it's long gone. She wanted me to go on the bus with her to meet her parents somewhere in the countryside. I declined because all I could think about was that she might be viet cong and I would be killed or a least get my balls cut off.

 

good stories. never paid for sex before. probally would if she was hot enough. lol

 

Once in Amsterdam when I was 18. It was more a rite of passage thing - who hasn't been to Amsterdam in their early years and paid for sex?

It was no fun, and even though it was years ago, I regret it. She was a nice woman, friendly, attractive, and eager to please. I couldn't relax though, and the business like nature of the whole thing bothered me more and more. I couldn't get into it despite her best efforts, and we called it quits pretty quickly. I think I ended up making us both feel like we were doing something wrong!

 

Once. It wasn't even full on sex...no penetration. It was a massage deal and I kind of had an idea of what to expect, but not really.

After five minutes or so of a really sad, lackluster massage she told me that she could perform certain activities for an extra tip. I agreed and she sucked me off. Damn good blow job.

It was an experience...nothing special about it. I doubt I'd do it again. It would be an expensive habit.

 

fucking hookers

 

ROFL!