Hi all,
Haven't posted in a long time but lurk regularly, been hobbying a bit both on the mp and sp side and sharing info via PM...I have a story I want to tell with the purpose being to brag a little and also explain why I now feel like I can be free of the hobby for a long time to come.
Every hobbyist has the dream where he is so desirable that his favourite provider offers her services for free...well this happened to me this weekend.
About a month ago I noticed via an sp review that a popular agency had brought onboard a lady who physically fulfilled every one of my fantasies, the type of woman I'd been trying for so long to figure out how to meet, the type of woman I've searched torrent sites for every week during the past few years.
So I booked a late afternoon weekend appointment and it was everything I wanted, not only was she physically exactly as was represented in her photos and description but also really nice, very passionate and enthusiastic, perfect GFE/PSE mix, we had a great time. At the end of the session she asked me what I was doing later that night. I said I was partying, she said she might want to meet up. I gave my cell# and headed off into the night. I never heard from her, frankly I never expected to so I wasn't mad, I always figured I could book another session.
Some unexpected costs prevented me from seeing her again as quickly as I wanted to but fastforward to this weekend and finally the opportunity to book another session. I go see her and boom, as soon as I walk into the room she's all over me, within 15 minutes the first SOG is out of the way and the inquisition begins..."where have you been, I've been trying to call you, you gave me the wrong number, I missed you so much, I think about you everyday"...I was blown away, I said if I gave you the wrong number it was totally unintentional, I definitely have been wanting to see you again. She shows me the paper I wrote my number on, turns out it was just my poor handwriting on one of the numbers that confused her. Anyway I apologized, made sure she had the right number then had an absolutely wild romp that resulted in the second SOG and an agreement to meet outside of the business the next day.
I walked from her location to my buddy's place after the session, she calls during the trip to say how much fun she had and she can't wait to see me the next day. Then she calls again at 2am when I'm home just passing out again saying she can't sleep and is so excited. At this point I'm thinking this chick is going to give me whatever I want, I'm just going to go to her place next day, shag the shit out of her for free and see what happens.
Next day she calls with directions to her place (I wanted to avoid the potential consequences of her knowing where I live so we made plans to hang out at her place then maybe go out), I make my way there early evening shaking my head while trying to comprehend that this is actually happening. Show up to her apt with a bottle of wine...let's just say it's very very small one room, like tiny. I have to admit that having grown up in a very comfortable family and now making a nice living for myself I wasn't used to this type of humble abode, it threw me off for sure. But the way she greeted me quickly helped with adjusting to the conditions and before I knew it we were naked, going at it like people who hadn't done it in years. Very aggressive hot sex with a PS finish, perfect start. At this point she knew very little about me beyond the physical but her compliments of my appearance and prowess had me wondering if my head would fit through the door when I left.
We talked for a bit, drank some wine, but I couldn't keep my hands off her body (she was very receptive) and before you know it we're going at it again, the neighbours easily knew what was going on, it was incredibly hot, aggressive, with another scintillating finish.
So we hung out a little more, drank some more wine, I was starting to realize that I'd accomplished my goals and just wanted to get out of there (plus I'd made plans to meet friends later that night) so I used the "I don't want to drink and drive excuse" and slowly but firmly started to work myself out of a situation I was no longer comfortable in. The conversation was fine, flowed easily and we had some things in common but knowing I wasn't going to do her again I wanted to hit the road.
She started talking about meeting again, I was definite about the fact that we would be taking things VERY slowly and that I would not be available again until the following weekend. She seemed to take it well and we parted with a very friendly embrace.
What I've realized though is that I won't be seeing this slut again. I won't be spending any more time or money on her. As I said before every hobbyist dreams of the chance to screw his favourite sp on his terms with no dough exchanged, well that happened to me, I'm very happy about that and also pleased with the way I handled the situation. Maybe if her living conditions were more acceptable or if I felt like I wanted to be in a relationship then I would give her another shot. The whole fact of her being an sp is a non-issue I have no problem with that. But this fantasy has been fulfilled, obviously if an sp is willing to give it up to me for free after she knows I'll pay for it then there are plenty of other little hunnies out there who are probably living better who will let me get in with no cash exchanged in the first place. Why pay for it when it's out there for free .
I'm going to call her this week, let her down easy, be glad that all she knows is my cell (and I know hers so calls are easily blocked) and feel pretty good about myself.
Fuck it's fun being me, any feedback, opinions, kudos, or similar stories would be much appreciated.
Haven't posted in a long time but lurk regularly, been hobbying a bit both on the mp and sp side and sharing info via PM...I have a story I want to tell with the purpose being to brag a little and also explain why I now feel like I can be free of the hobby for a long time to come.
Every hobbyist has the dream where he is so desirable that his favourite provider offers her services for free...well this happened to me this weekend.
About a month ago I noticed via an sp review that a popular agency had brought onboard a lady who physically fulfilled every one of my fantasies, the type of woman I'd been trying for so long to figure out how to meet, the type of woman I've searched torrent sites for every week during the past few years.
So I booked a late afternoon weekend appointment and it was everything I wanted, not only was she physically exactly as was represented in her photos and description but also really nice, very passionate and enthusiastic, perfect GFE/PSE mix, we had a great time. At the end of the session she asked me what I was doing later that night. I said I was partying, she said she might want to meet up. I gave my cell# and headed off into the night. I never heard from her, frankly I never expected to so I wasn't mad, I always figured I could book another session.
Some unexpected costs prevented me from seeing her again as quickly as I wanted to but fastforward to this weekend and finally the opportunity to book another session. I go see her and boom, as soon as I walk into the room she's all over me, within 15 minutes the first SOG is out of the way and the inquisition begins..."where have you been, I've been trying to call you, you gave me the wrong number, I missed you so much, I think about you everyday"...I was blown away, I said if I gave you the wrong number it was totally unintentional, I definitely have been wanting to see you again. She shows me the paper I wrote my number on, turns out it was just my poor handwriting on one of the numbers that confused her. Anyway I apologized, made sure she had the right number then had an absolutely wild romp that resulted in the second SOG and an agreement to meet outside of the business the next day.
I walked from her location to my buddy's place after the session, she calls during the trip to say how much fun she had and she can't wait to see me the next day. Then she calls again at 2am when I'm home just passing out again saying she can't sleep and is so excited. At this point I'm thinking this chick is going to give me whatever I want, I'm just going to go to her place next day, shag the shit out of her for free and see what happens.
Next day she calls with directions to her place (I wanted to avoid the potential consequences of her knowing where I live so we made plans to hang out at her place then maybe go out), I make my way there early evening shaking my head while trying to comprehend that this is actually happening. Show up to her apt with a bottle of wine...let's just say it's very very small one room, like tiny. I have to admit that having grown up in a very comfortable family and now making a nice living for myself I wasn't used to this type of humble abode, it threw me off for sure. But the way she greeted me quickly helped with adjusting to the conditions and before I knew it we were naked, going at it like people who hadn't done it in years. Very aggressive hot sex with a PS finish, perfect start. At this point she knew very little about me beyond the physical but her compliments of my appearance and prowess had me wondering if my head would fit through the door when I left.
We talked for a bit, drank some wine, but I couldn't keep my hands off her body (she was very receptive) and before you know it we're going at it again, the neighbours easily knew what was going on, it was incredibly hot, aggressive, with another scintillating finish.
So we hung out a little more, drank some more wine, I was starting to realize that I'd accomplished my goals and just wanted to get out of there (plus I'd made plans to meet friends later that night) so I used the "I don't want to drink and drive excuse" and slowly but firmly started to work myself out of a situation I was no longer comfortable in. The conversation was fine, flowed easily and we had some things in common but knowing I wasn't going to do her again I wanted to hit the road.
She started talking about meeting again, I was definite about the fact that we would be taking things VERY slowly and that I would not be available again until the following weekend. She seemed to take it well and we parted with a very friendly embrace.
What I've realized though is that I won't be seeing this slut again. I won't be spending any more time or money on her. As I said before every hobbyist dreams of the chance to screw his favourite sp on his terms with no dough exchanged, well that happened to me, I'm very happy about that and also pleased with the way I handled the situation. Maybe if her living conditions were more acceptable or if I felt like I wanted to be in a relationship then I would give her another shot. The whole fact of her being an sp is a non-issue I have no problem with that. But this fantasy has been fulfilled, obviously if an sp is willing to give it up to me for free after she knows I'll pay for it then there are plenty of other little hunnies out there who are probably living better who will let me get in with no cash exchanged in the first place. Why pay for it when it's out there for free .
I'm going to call her this week, let her down easy, be glad that all she knows is my cell (and I know hers so calls are easily blocked) and feel pretty good about myself.
Fuck it's fun being me, any feedback, opinions, kudos, or similar stories would be much appreciated.
