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.
"God, you see what you have done to me?" she groaned. "This has never happened to me on the job before. I am so wet and hot and horny for your virgin cock." She reached down to grab my dick through my boxers and growled, "Take those off! NOW! I want your boy-cock!"
"No... NO, I'll come straight away!" I moaned, fighting the urge to spray into my shorts.
"Oh no," she said, "not like that you won't." She whipped down my boxers, knelt down between my legs a plopped her huge, droopy soft tits in my lap, She shuffled around until my cock popped through, then she squeezed her tits around my cock and bounced up and down. Two or three strokes were all I could take and I exploded into her cleavage, almost crying with pleasure as my body bucked spasmodically, my vision darkened and I came for the first time with a woman.
"Yes baby yes oh yes" moaned Irene as my hot spunk sprayed her from her rib-cage to her nose. As I trembled to a stop and the last drops oozed out, she sat back on the carpet, panting and flushed.
"God baby, you are one hot little stud muffin. How have the girls left you alone so long... I almost came just from you fucking my tits! And best of all, you're a virgin, which means I don't have to be afraid of doing this!" She raised her tits up and started to lick my jism off them. Then she scooped up what was left of her tits, chest and face with her fingers and sucked it off.
"Mmmmmmm.... You have sweet spunk baby" she moaned, and winked at me as she saw my cock hardening at the sight. "You young boys are so sexy. Quick to shoot, even quicker to reload!"
I laughed, much more relaxed now but still slightly nervous. Irene stood up and came over to the bed, and lay down on her back. She started running her hands over her body, which had transformed in my eyes from being fat, saggy and ugly to lush, womanly and erotic.
"Ok babe," she sighed dreamily, "I'm going to give you a quick lesson in the basic theory before we move onto the practical. What most young boys don't know and some men never learn, is that a woman's whole body is an erogenous zone. Touch us right any place and we get hot and wet and steamy..." With that she took my hand and placed it gently on her face.
"Touch and stroke and feel every bit of me my sweet boy..." she moaned, as I gently moved my fingers over and down her face, running them over her lips and into her mouth where I felt her small hot tongue flick against them...