Well, first post, but a long time of lurking and watching. And over the last couple of weeks I've finally lost my punting cherry. I was beginning to think it was never going to happen. The first few weeks of the new hobby you lot have convinced me to give a go has certainly been interesting!
Like a good boy I read everything I could about getting started. Decided a message parlour would let me avoid bait and switches and at least I'd have a choice of a woman I'd actually seen without a photoshop filter. I started with a massage parlour in Bedford. I paid the door fee, walked in... took one look at the waiting for God lounge and walked straight back out again. I then tried a parlour in Sheffield, and ended up with the most unsatisfying 20 minutes of my life with a Romanian whose English was so poor she couldn't even say her own name. The lady in question put about as much effort in as a 3-toed sloth (and with about the same amount of facial hair) and was watching TV over my shoulder the whole time. I've had more interest from trees. It was all so pathetic the little man could only manage a passable impression of wet lettuce and after 20 minutes I just gave up and left, with my wallet £90 lighter but everything else as heavy and full as when I started.
Finally the other day I thought I'd try a proper incall. I was driving through the LE3 area in Leicester and the little man took over the steering wheel and insisted we make a stop. Found an appropriate profile on adultwork, managed to get a booking just 20 minutes later. And happy to say that although we didn't set the world afire, and I lay there through most of it like a door mat while she did her best to come up with ideas, she put me at ease and I at least enjoyed it, if not being totally convinced this punting lark was for me. But I still did everything right - found her profile, checked on here for feedback etc. She turned out to be a little bigger than I expected, but she was damn good fun and very chatty with breasts the size of zeppelins.
And then last night the little man just wouldn't shut up. I went on adultwork and did every bloody thing wrong that I could. I just found a profile, didn't check it, didn't look at reviews. Nothing. Complete idiot, like a lamb to the proverbial slaughter. Phoned up for a late night booking in the Peterborough area (which I've also already been warned about. It's like I learned nothing from you guys), although she is touring.
And you know what? I had the most amazing time. I'm pretty vanilla so we weren't swinging from any chandeliers (or burning ourselves on LED lights as it would be in most apartments) but she looked fabulous, was easy to be around and turned out be everything I'd ever hoped punting might be. I'm not stupid, I know what this is so I'm not about to stand under her balcony singing love songs. But it all felt very natural. I just turned up, she never asked what I wanted, never went through her services or anything we just started and she somehow did everything I like and accepted everything I did. Deep kissing, lots of stroking and touching, more oral than I ever thought was possible - basically a real GFE. It's a bit early, but I think I've already found a regular (and yes I know the view generally on here is that's a bad idea, but I did ignore every rule in the book to get here). The funny thing was she has mixed reviews on here, and I wouldn't have gone if I'd read them. But damn I'm glad I did.
Anyway, with that success under my belt (and everything under my belt feeling very successful) I'm happy to say I'm hooked and I just wanted to thank you lot for getting me started.
Without this site I'd still be on pornhub. Well, you know, on pornhub more often. Instead, no matter what happens next with this seemingly random-outcome hobby, I've had at least one experience (and crossed two things off my bucket list) that will put a smile on face for a good few years.
So, thanks to you all and just wanted to ask, is this a normal start? Is there such a thing as a normal start? More bottling than a brewery to start with? Poor experiences at a massage parlour. And then just one night that makes you think this is something you'll always be doing?
BTW: I will do my fair share and post reviews, but I want to leave it a little while so it's not too obvious. Especially since I'll definitely be going back
