This is the first of what I hope will be a series of stories about my early sexual experiences. They will not come out in chronological order more than likely.
They mostly have to do with prostitutes, massage parlours, brothels and the like. If those are not your thing, stand by, other stories will be coming soon! Also, they are TRUE stories, not fantasies, so not all of them are what everyone might consider erotic or sexy.
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When I was 18, I was still a virgin. All my friends claimed to have had sexual experiences, and as far as I could tell they were telling the truth. I was understandably worried that I was getting left behind. At that age I was still fairly shy and insecure around girls, and had not yet discovered the simple tricks of how to get laid (i.e. go for it and hope for the best! Sooner or later everyone gets lucky!).
Shortly after my 18th birthday I decided that enough was enough, and started searching through the local newspapers and on the internet (which was still fairly basic in Greece then) for "working girls." I had decided that this would be the only way out of my predicament. Eventually I settled on a particular escort agency, based on a few reviews I had read online. I rang up the agency and spoke to the Madam. I explained the situation to her in detail, and she recommended a "love-hotel" in the centre of Athens, and told me that she would send one of her best girls as soon as I arrived there and advised her of my room number.
Shaking slightly with nervousness and excitement, I jumped in a cab, went to the hotel, got a room, and made the call. Then I lay back on the round water-bed, stared for a while at the mirror on the ceiling, and then settled down for a while to watch the porno channels.
A little while later I was suddenly woken from my doze by a knocking on the door. I had no idea how long I had been asleep, and for a few seconds could not remember where I was.
Then it all rushed back to me and I leapt up to open the door, my heart beating in my chest and my pulse racing.
"Hello cutey," said the woman standing outside the door. She was short, seemed to be in her 40s, really quite fat, and not at all pretty. A wave of disappointment rose up in me, but she was already stepping into the room, and I did nothing to stop her.
"Maria told me you claimed you were young and a virgin. We didn't believe you. Looking at you now though... wow! You are so cute! I have never taken a boy's virginity before... This is so hot!."
She smiled at me, and in that moment my doubts disappeared. It was one of the warmest, friendliest and sweetest smiles I had ever seen, and not one I had ever expected to see on the lips of a working girl.
"Uh yeah," I stammered, "I decided it was time... uh..."
"Come here and sit down while I get out of these clothes sweetness," she replied, "and you tell me what you want." She patted me gently on the cheek as she passed by me, took my hand, and led me to the bed where she sat me down. She then turned down the lights, and started to undress.
"Come on baby; tell me what it is you want me to do for you. Tell me what you want to try together. Tell Irene what you want."
She had taken her jacket off by now and was unbuttoning her cheap nylon blouse, revealing a very large pair of soft, white tits bursting out of her bra. She grinned as she saw my gaze fix on them hungrily,
"Nice aren't they?" she breathed huskily, "You'll see just how nice when I have them wrapped around your virgin cock, stroking back and forth... Mmmmmm, until you spray your boy-cum all over them... You'd like that wouldn't you?"
I groaned in desperation, my cock staring against my jeans so hard that it hurt.
"Come on handsome" laughed Irene, "No fair for me to be getting naked and you not. Besides, you seem to be getting pretty uncomfortable."
I quickly pulled off my t-shirt, and my jeans and socks, and then stopped, embarrassed suddenly. Meanwhile, Irene had taken off all her clothes, and undid the clasps in her hair so that it fell like a long dark curtain over her breasts. I was mesmerized. She then walked up to me and turned around slowly in front of me until she was facing away from me and then she bent over at the waist and grasped her ankles. Her pussy and asshole were exposed to me inches from my face, they opened like flowers and their musky aroma filled my horny nostrils. I gasped as a trickle of moisture oozed out of her cunt and ran down her leg. She straightened up suddenly and turned back to face me.