My first stories..
I have two first SP stories. It's because the real first SP wasn't a very good introduction to the hobby, and the second SP I saw I've always considered my first.
I thought about pooning a long time before it actually happened. I lurked on review boards, looked at the web sites, and speculated. When I finally decided to make the leap I saw this extremely well-regarded SP (in the US, where I was at the time). She was, and is, incredible- an exotic lean and athletic hardbody with a model-beautiful face, a solid JLo butt, coffee-colored skin and a mane of wild frizzy hair. So I saw her.. it was a case of this woman being much more attractive than anyone that I could ever see in real life.
To make a long story short, I was so nervous that I couldn't get it up- not even a flicker. It wasn't for a lack of effort on her part- I had done my homework in choosing a good one- but it was a total washout.
A month later, after I convinced myself that it was not going to happen again, I called another woman. She was a 5'11" amazon who towered over me in heels and had a sweet face and disposition. I thought, "I can handle this." Little did I know.. I was expecting a sweet, gentle GFE session. What I got was two solid hours of the most strenuous workout I'd ever had before or since. I was exhausted and aching for days, but I left with a ear-to-ear grin that had to be surgically removed later. I never did get to see her again. She was a working professional as well as a very part time SP, and she finally stopped escorting a few months later.
I have two first SP stories. It's because the real first SP wasn't a very good introduction to the hobby, and the second SP I saw I've always considered my first.
I thought about pooning a long time before it actually happened. I lurked on review boards, looked at the web sites, and speculated. When I finally decided to make the leap I saw this extremely well-regarded SP (in the US, where I was at the time). She was, and is, incredible- an exotic lean and athletic hardbody with a model-beautiful face, a solid JLo butt, coffee-colored skin and a mane of wild frizzy hair. So I saw her.. it was a case of this woman being much more attractive than anyone that I could ever see in real life.
To make a long story short, I was so nervous that I couldn't get it up- not even a flicker. It wasn't for a lack of effort on her part- I had done my homework in choosing a good one- but it was a total washout.
A month later, after I convinced myself that it was not going to happen again, I called another woman. She was a 5'11" amazon who towered over me in heels and had a sweet face and disposition. I thought, "I can handle this." Little did I know.. I was expecting a sweet, gentle GFE session. What I got was two solid hours of the most strenuous workout I'd ever had before or since. I was exhausted and aching for days, but I left with a ear-to-ear grin that had to be surgically removed later. I never did get to see her again. She was a working professional as well as a very part time SP, and she finally stopped escorting a few months later.






