How did you get your start?

**Snowmadics** · 05-15-07 13:35

Osaka spa! The first time I went it was late and I assume the woman was tired. Everything was quick--she made me wash my self, sauna was quick massage was quick and no nothing at the end. The second time I went in and was escorted into a room. I began to get undressed. A woman came in. Older (late 30's) asked me how long and I said an hour. She asked for $70 bucks and left the room. I got naked and laid on the table face up. She came back in and said the shower was occupied and left. She came back a second time and lightly rubbed me down while I was face up, occasionally brushing my balls. (I moaned) we then went to the shower (Water was warm). She scrubbed me down with the scrubber occasionally scrubbing my balls. Then she continued with her hands. Brushing my balls as well. Rinsed me off and told me to flip over. I did and she used the scrubber and then used her hands soaping up my growing member until I got hard and then she continued. Then she had me stand up and she dried me off. Paying special attention to my balls and cock. We went to the room and she dried me off some more. Then I got on the table and she massaged my back. (Okay massage) then she started on my legs massaging my inner thigh (I moaned) she asked me about my previous experience while she brushed my balls. Then I told her I had extra money and the fun began. Rubbing my balls and pulled down her top and massaged me with her tits. I could see all this through the mirror. She then said flip over. And she gave me a tittyjob and then she stroked my cock. I played with her pussy and she took off her panties. I played with her tits. Then she got the baby oil and it was all soon over. She cleaned me up and walked me out I gave her $50 tip. That was probably too much but I've paid $125 for handjobs in Raleigh.

**RogerC** · 03-04-07 10:02

I started right after college. Going to a strip club. Back then I would spend $20 over the course of the evening: nursing a cheap beer and paying dollar tips.

I kept going to strip clubs and as I made more money, I spent more. Back in the early early 90s, I travelled a lot for work. Lo and behold, some strip clubs were a _lot_ more liberal. The earliest jackpot was a HR through my pants from a dancer in a club in Toledo for $50.

Another time I was in Detroit and decided to go to an AMP. I left my underwear on. Didn't get a happy ending that time. Friggin' N00b.

It was the early 90s and I broke up with someone. By this time I had discovered the Executive Relaxation Station in Belvedere. HR was the rule until I met a stipper from Solid Gold in Cicero in another bar. We hung out for a while and I popped the question 'wanna date?'. She got a little paranoid (thought I was a cop), but she took me to her place for a $50 BJ. The original WSG hooked me up to some dive bars in Cicero where I could 'date' drunk broads for 25-50 bucks. Needless to say I always wore a raincoat.

I got married and divorced and decided I'd 'go all the way'. By this time, Foxy Lady Escorts (now defunct) was all the rage, and I picked one. She wasn't super cute, but she was nice and $200/hr.

As time went by, I found a pretty good website (an unnamed competitor to this site) and met a lot of ladies through the chat service they had. Made some friends and got invited to a very interesting private site (TSPG - also defunct).

My favorite were "thejonesreport" girls (another defunct site). I've heard that the guy was a jerk, but the ladies (Darby, Beemer, Michelle4you, the AmbASSador) still make up my a significant chunk of my ATF list.

Circumstances changed and I wasn't doing FS anymore. I was travelling more, especially to Rockford, so I visited the AMPs there and the go-go clubs -- my favorite was "the Surf". I had a 'girlfriend' there that was quite liberal during the dances (all access with fingers and mouth and her hand up my shorts). I kept trying to get her to meet me after work, but I think she was living with a dude who was keeping tabs on her.

Later I met "SpaGirlLaney" who hooked me up with a friend (Jacklyn) that used to work at Edens Spa. I also met some nice massage ladies like the crazy cute "Chicago Ginger" and the incredibly skilled (if you know what I mean) Caring Hands of DuPage.

I ended up not travelling much and lost a lot of my contacts. A couple of months ago, I wanted to meet Bella for a massage, but I didn't have any references, so I didn't get to partake.

Recently, I moved from Chicago. The new town is _much more liberal_ and I'm having some surprisingly good, cheap, times!

**Midwest10** · 01-18-07 00:07

Originally Posted by G Malav

The Canadian $2 coin is known as a LOONIE. This refers the loon on rear of the coin. Just kidding about the BD thing. As a side note when I used to go to strip bars outside of Lake Louise/Alberta the girls would encourage guys to fling LOONIES from a distance into their vaginias. Great fun.

To G Malav -----

Canadian Currency:

The Canadian 1-dollar coin nicknamed the “Loonie” , is gold in colour. It features the loon, a common Canadian bird, on its face.

The 2-dollar coin is called a Toonie. It is Canada’s only dual-coloured coin, and features a polar bear on its face.

As far as the vagina piggy banks you are talking about - the coin tossing does sound very amusing. The bigger girls will surely get more bang for their buck! Or would that be more bucks for their bang.

E

**Ass Attack** · 01-17-07 23:27

The Canadian $1 is a "Loony" and the $2 piece IS called a "Toonie" I go to Canada twice a year for golf and hockey. Unfortuantely the American dollar does not go as far as it did a few years ago.

Ass Attack

**AmIaCriminal2** · 01-17-07 17:34

At the age of 21 I started driving taxi's in the Jacksonville Beach FL area back in 1991. During my first week at night a guy got in my cab and asked if anyone had ever paid me to just ride around. He directed me into the areas where SW's were working and introduced me to a group of them. That was the funnest job I ever had, and those ladies were the best friends I ever had.

**Bk British 01** · 01-17-07 16:18

I was in Boston in 94 when I saw this hot lady in purple top and white go-go hot-shorts with appropiate boots. I said to myself boy would I like to bang her then she approached me asking if I was looking for some action? Surpised at first I asked what did she meant. She offered .40 for FS and I was like "Damn she's a SW... WTF not?" Hooked ever since

**Member #4581** · 01-17-07 15:48

The Canadian $2 coin is known as a LOONIE. This refers the loon on rear of the coin. Just kidding about the BD thing. As a side note when I used to go to strip bars outside of Lake Louise/Alberta the girls would encourage guys to fling LOONIES from a distance into their vaginias. Great fun.

**Midwest10** · 01-17-07 13:56

This was probably about 8-9 years ago.

I was coming out of a strip club near Toronto and was approached by a woman asking for a "toonie". I had no clue what she was asking me so I question what a toonie is. She told me it was a $2.00 coin. I was familiar with the coin, just didn't know the slang for it.

She was about 30 y/o thin girl maybe 5 feet tall tops. I was working a stripper earlier and came up empty at the club. I told her I didn't have a toonie, but asked her if she wanted to have some fun and grab some dinner. She agreed. In the car she starts telling me that I look like a nice guy and that she's really horny. So I figured alright, skip dinnner and go back to my hotel since she's practically begging for it. I start kissing her neck and she drops my pants and gives me an awesome blow job and then asks me for .2 I asked her what for and she told me that she normaly charges .3 and fs is .6 more

Didn't even see it coming. I become flustered give her the .2 and tell her to get dressed I'm taking you back. I dump her off near the club.

I'm driving back to the hotel pissed off at what happened and then start thinking to myself. Twenty bucks canadian at the time was a little over 11 dollars american money. Hell it turned out cheaper then taking her out for dinner and drinks. Been hooked ever since.

**Edward B** · 01-03-07 18:39

I worked as a valet at a trendy restaurant while I was completing my under grad. The place was right off of North Ave. by the Mud Bug (OTB) and the Crazy Horse strip club. One night I was heading to the Red Line to head home when a bsw passed me in an alley by what used to be a furniture warehouse (later became Expo Design). She asked if I wanted to party, and offered up "half-and-half" for $40. I figured why not. She blew me and I fucked her standing up doggie style right there in the alley. I blew my load and headed home.

**Brown Boy** · 12-30-06 23:29

My start came when I was in the Bay Area many years ago, getting out of the military, and on my way back to the Chicago area.

I forget the name of the place, but I went to some MP, hoping for at least a handshake. It wasn't an Asian MP, but may have been a semi-legit place. I took off my clothes and covered my ass (for lack of a better term) with a folded towel. The massage was average, and when I flipped over, I took her hand, and gave an obvious hint that I wanted hand release. She freaked out, and someone else (she looked Arabian) came in to finish the job.

But not before I paid a lot more (I think it was another $). I was in such a frenzy from her fingernails teasing me by lightly brushing up my inner thighs, that I think I twitched hard enough to move the towel. It wasn't long before she took matters into her own hand, and I was finished.

Eventually my trip took me to New Orleans & Mardi Gras. I walked by some AMP that was gated, but allowed walk-ins, and I went in. Her looks were below average, but her body was pretty good, and spoke hardly any English. She was gonna give me FS, and we started 69ing and I plugged my fingers in a few openings; unfortunately for me it never got beyond that as she gave me a good handshake. If I thought of it at the time, I probably could've gotten a 2nd pop.

A few months later, I went out to Peking Spa in E Chicago a couple times, and came away quite satisfied both times. In the next few years, I went to various AMP, my favorite being the J Spa on Lake St in Bartlett (now an acupuncture place, I think), with Penny being my favorite girl there. She even kissed my cock after a few visits, but never got more than HS with her. Maybe I could've, but then I got married.

And that stopped me for years. Until the last year or so. Opportunities are far & few between, so I take 'em as I get 'em.

**Brown Boy** · 12-30-06 22:58

My start came when I was in the Bay Area many years ago, getting out of the military, and on my way back to the Chicago area.

I forget the name of the place, but I went to some MP, hoping for at least a handshake. It wasn't an Asian MP, but may have been a semi-legit place. I took off my clothes and covered my ass (for lack of a better term) with a folded towel. The massage was average, and when I flipped over, I took her hand, and gave an obvious hint that I wanted hand release. She freaked out, and someone else (she looked Arabian) came in to finish the job.

But not before I paid a lot more (I think it was another $). I was in such a frenzy from her fingernails teasing me by lightly brushing up my inner thighs, that I think I twitched hard enough to move the towel. It wasn't long before she took matters into her own hand, and I was finished.

Eventually my trip took me to New Orleans & Mardi Gras. I walked by some AMP that was gated, but allowed walk-ins, and I went in. Her looks were below average, but her body was pretty good, and spoke hardly any English. She was gonna give me FS, and we started 69ing and I plugged my fingers in a few openings; unfortunately for me it never got beyond that as she gave me a good handshake. If I thought of it at the time, I probably could've gotten a 2nd pop.

A few months later, I went out to Peking Spa in E Chicago a couple times, and came away quite satisfied both times. In the next few years, I went to various AMP, my favorite being the J Spa on Lake St in Bartlett (now an acupuncture place, I think), with Penny being my favorite girl there. She even kissed my cock after a few visits, but never got more than HS with her. Maybe I could've, but then I got married.

And that stopped me for years. Until the last year or so. Opportunities are far & few between, so I take 'em as I get 'em.

**Neb33** · 12-20-06 10:16

Originally Posted by Desibaba

WTF. Edone10, just because you are senior member you think u got the right to tell others what they should share about their personal experience and what they shouldn't?

I agree it's kinda very easy to get laid on spring break but Ass Attack just shared how did he start. There may have been reasons why they ended up at massage parlor instead. And to be frank, I will rather have HJ from some hottie instead of BJ from some UGLY chick. What I am trying to say is everyone has their own choices.

You have some great advice on how to get laid on spring break but what good it's gonna do 10 years after college (Ass Attack, you had mentioned Spring of 96 so guestimating 10 years).. Edone10 - you are a senior member but you may just want to keep some of your advice to yourself too!

Don't worry about him, look at his other posts, he's not in the game.

**Broome333** · 12-15-06 20:08

Originally Posted by Edone10

DESIBABA,

Wow you give thanks to me for turning you on to the Philly forum in a previous post. - Thanks - your welcome!

Then you tell me to keep my advice to myself

Then you say you'd rather pay for a hand job then get a bj for free at spring break???

I don't know what your story is, but mine during the college years, was any spare money was for beer!

Getting laid required just asking for it enough times until you got it!

Any one else care to comment on What you would rather have a Blow Job for free or pay for a hand job from a hottie while you are drunk and short on money?

Given the choice between free and paying, I would go with free. After all beauty is only a light switch away, but having said that I would have probably ended up in the massage place a few days later spending the money I saved anyway.

**Double Nickle** · 12-13-06 16:17

I almost got started in 1963. I was walking down a back street near the old city in San Juan, Puerto Rico when a streetwalker approached me. She was Japanese, 40ish perhaps, still trim, fairly tall. "Fucky, fucky? " I took a good look at her, surprised as heck to find this opportunity here. She had on a lot of makeup and had this yellow gunk at the corner of her eyes. It may well have been only that stuff that collects there sometimes during sleep, but it made me nervous. "No thank you. "

Fast forward 9 years to London, England. A buddy and I went to a massage parlor downtown. It was a very swanky place with all sorts of services. You could even get your hair cut there. I went in the sauna and then into the massage room for swedish massage with a girl who was actually from Sweden. It was my first massage and it was great but no HJ or other extras were offered. Later I went back by myself to a different massage parlor a stone's throw from the first one. The masseuse was a fairly attractive young Algerian woman with an accent. We go to the massage room where I undress. She tells me to go to another part of the premises for a shower. I start out naked. "No, no, wear a towel. " The way this place was constructed when I walked starkers out of the massage room I could be seen through the front plate glass window. I go downstairs for a stand up shower (This was before table showers). Back upstairs for the massage. She managed to eventually convey to me that a handjob was available to me for a tip. The HR was very enjoyable although she didn't disrobe or anything.

In July 1974 I went to the Oasis Health Spa on Broadway right at Times Square. Later Melody Burlesque was there before it moved further south. Now I think it is the Fontaine Theatre. Back in 1975 there was a big communal changing room with showers and bathroom right off it. It felt funny getting naked in this big space with the masseuses walking through, but also excitingly erotic. When I'm ready we go to the massage room. My masseuse, Rose, was a tall young beautiful Italian with a rose tattoo on her upper thigh. She was very friendly and willing to please. After the massage she asked if I wanted anything else. "Um, well, I was hoping to fuck, actually. " No problem. I paid the tip though I forget the amount. "What position do you like to do? " "Um, well, gee, I don't know. " This was my first full service mongering experience. I didn't know I should have memorized the Kama Sutra beforehand. She decides on cowgirl, back then usually just called the prosaic "woman on top. " She looks and performs fantastically in this position. Even back then I was slow to come, so I think she finished me off by hand. I'm a big Asian Massage Parlor fan today, but some of those old american places were great.

Double Nickle

**Confucius** · 12-13-06 11:41

15-16 years ago I was driving in Westchester and saw the sign in the strip mall and remebered the name from the newspaper. I went in nervous as hell. Was polite and did everything the K-girls wanted as far as shower, lay down, etc.

That was all she wrote, and I was on my way to the hobby and still feel better that ever about it.