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| Had my second ever unprotected fuck with a prostitute yesterday! by Quétinbec 11/02/2009, 9:06am PST | ||||
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| I've had big issues with brothels in the past. I want to kill pretty much any guy I see in them, unless he looks cool or handsome. So, I can't go to these places any later than 9pm for several reasons:
1. Saudis don't start their shit until later in the evening. They have to get drunk enough to forget their God. I can't look at a Saudi with an Asian girl. They don't let their own women drive or order food, so imagine how bad they treat Asian whores behind closed doors. God help those girls. 2. I don't like to fuck tired. 3. The girls have been fucked less at that hour so are "fresher". 4. You're fucking them off peak. Guys swarm at 10pmish so if you get your fuck in at 8pm and drop them back 9:30ish, they know they they'll have some other piece of shit to screw and you'll be better able to negotiate a discount. 5. Hotel doormen are less suspicious of seedy goings on at that hour. However, I went to the bar later yesterday. I felt awkward. I was concerned the 17 y/o I'd fucked earlier would be around and would pressure me into taking her home. If I was spending all this money, I wanted something different, but I didn't want to piss anyone off, either. There were more men there than I'd ever seen before. Very weird for a Sunday evening (Sunday is the start of the Bahraini work week (equivalent to your Monday)). Fat blacks, seedy old middle aged men, and one coolish looking guy in a slipknot t-shirt. The whore I'd fucked wasn't there, but there were some other attractive ladies. They didn't show me any attention, though. They sat in a circle around a table. There were a couple of girls who frequently sat apart from the main group of Thai whores. We'd speculated that they were of a different race, but it turns out they're all Thais. We spend all our time staring at them and speculating about them and their relationships. The 17 y/o, "Om", came out of the "bathroom" and sat next to me. She didn't even smile. She nodded at me like a fucking gangster. You know that kind of tilt your head back once nod? That's what I thought was cool about her originally, but at that time I just found her cold. And she just sat there. Me and my friend tried to make conversation, but she didn't say shit. I asked if she was OK. She said she was hot because she was near (?) her period. I thought I must have misheard that, but she repeated it later. I assumed she was making excuses because she didn't want to fuck me! Rejected by a whore! I didn't feel like talking to her. She went to sit with her sister and some friends at the "cool whores" table, and I was offended. After about an hour of more and more guys arriving, until there were about 20 guys and 15 girls, I started to freak out. A couple of the girls I'd been eyeing up answered calls and then left. None of the guys in the bar had made a move, though. They'd just sit there and watch the girls sit and chat. It's so fucked up. I got desperate. I decided on 4 girls who I'd proposition as they passed me on the way to the toilet. Most of the girls were just sitting around so I knew it was only a matter of time. One of the "outcast" whores who never gets a seat at the table with Om and the cool whores tapped a black guy on the right shoulder and then hid around his left side. PLAYFUL!!!!!!! I was fucking furious that I was being neglected in favour of these guys. She got rejected by the black man though and walked past me on the way to the toilet. I noticed this! If they get shot down, they go to the toilet - I thought to do drugs - but I caught a glimpse inside the female toilets on my way to the male toilets, and there's a shitload of girls doing makeup in front of a mirror. It's almost like an OCD thing for them. That's why you see whores so heavily made up. It's like they don't know how to apply that shit - it's that applying make up is a coping mechanism to make them feel pretty after being rejected. It's really sad. ANYWAY, I tried to make eye contact with her to draw her in without yelling out as she walked to the toilets, but she didn't look in my direction. She passed me by and I could have shouted out to her before she went through the door, but I pussed out. My friend gave me shit for being a pussy. I drank more. There's a fine line you walk when drinking at a brothel. You need to get drunk enough to have the balls to attempt all you want to do, but you also need to be sober enough to pull that stuff off. In this case, the girls all sit around in a room by the bar which is behind a big room full of pool tables and the entrance. You can only get in and out via the pool table room, and people go there legitimately to play pool, so weaving your way through the pool tables with a whore is quite an embarrassing thing - unless you're drunk. But, if you're too drunk, you're not going to be able to relish the fuck with your whore when you get her home. A balancing act. So when the girl comes out of the toilet, I yell to her, and she stops and sits on a chair to the left of me. Communication is very difficult because of her shit English, the very loud music, and the awkwardness of it being a brothel. After very little small talk, she agrees to fuck me for 30BD. Some details about this whore: she was probably 4th on my list of 4 whores to fuck. A big part of the reason she made the list was that she was wearing jeans and a white shirt and would be less conspicious to sneak into a 5 star hotel. She also looked tough and I thought she would be a cool person to spend some time with. I told her to wait 5 minutes before coming out because we had to get our car from a long way away. This was a lie so we wouldn't have to be seen walking out of the bar with her. She agreed to do this, but when we started walking out, she followed directly behind us! Whatever. It's not like I was fooling anyone by being there, anyway. My friend thought it was funny because I'd told the whore we had parked a long way away when in fact we were 10m from the entrance. We got to the floor of my friend's apartment, but I forgot what room number he was, so I had to run around all the doors on that floor with my card and the whore trying to find a room that would let me in. She thought it was pretty funny. We showered seperately. When it came time to fuck, she complained that the lights were still on. I turned them down a bit. She was covering herself with a towel, but when she lay on the bed, the towel slipped off her tits, and interestingly, she didn't re-cover her tits but held the towel over her belly. I thought she must have been ashamed of some tummy rolls, but it turns out she had stretch marks on her stomach. She was a mother! I kissed her stomach to make her feel more comfortable. Then I sucked her tits. Then she sucked my dick. She did this until I stopped her (I'm not a huge blowjob fan). Then she lay on her back as if to fuck. I asked her for a condom and she said she didn't have one. A WHORE WITHOUT A CONDOM?! She was saying how she always used to have them and trades them with her friends (?) but doesn't think she has one now. She went to check her bag. I watched her check her bag because I was very suspicious. She checked a few pockets and "confirmed" that she didn't have any. Guess what was in her whore bag, though? About 50 of those complimentary lollies you get at hotels!!!!!!!! No condom, though! I asked my friend if he had one, but he didn't. I was furious. I went back and asked the whore what we should do. She mouthed a blowjob. There was no way I was paying 30BD for a blowjob. I couldn't believe how full of shit these whores are. I was sure this was some kind of trick. I asked her if she had had an AIDS test. She laughed and said of course as if that was some kind of crazy joke. I said I wanted to fuck her and that I'd cum on her tits. She asked me, "Outside?" and I said yes and pointed to her tits. The fuck began and three things surprised me: she didn't use any lubricant; she didn't moan; and she was kissing me. It was a completely normal fuck for all intents and purposes! It was great! When I fucked her from behind, I noticed a tattoo of the batman logo with some asshole pimp's initials on her lower shoulder. She held my hands as we fucked and smiled. At one point during a lull in the fuck, she asked me something like, "How many times did you see me before and you didn't ask?" and seemed upset. I thought she was asking why it took me so long to approach her and proposition her, so I said she never came to me. I don't know if that was the question she was asking or if she understood my answer. She was riding me and staring at me and smiling. She had amazing eyes and a beautiful smile and I felt like cumming. She said to wait for her (Oh my gosh, I'm gonna make a whore cum!), but she kept pounding away on me. I was confused. Did she want me to cum inside her? I warned her that I was going to cum again, to test the waters, so she slowed down. Eventually, I thought fuck it. She looked so beautiful and it seemed like the natural thing to do, so I came inside her. I apologized for not being able to wait for her. After I finished cumming, she rode my dick until it went limp! She went and showered. I showered after her. When I came out, she was talking on her cellphone to someone. I thought it sounded like a man, but thinking about it now, it was probably her boy in Thailand. She didn't stop her call after I arrived and kept asking him to speak English. That freaks me out a lot in retrospect. She talked to him for about 3 minutes. It was awkward. We had to wait quite a while by my friend's car before he arrived to drop her back. He was ashamed the doorstaff would associate him with us. His wife arrives next month. While we were waiting, though, the whore offered me one of the lollies from her bag. I took one, but she took it back off me and gave me one of another flavour. I thought that was so cute! She didn't kiss me after I dropped her back. I plan on paying for the night with her on Thursday (your "Friday") so I can try and figure out what the fuck she did to me and quiz her about her life. She only has a month left on her VISA and I want to fall in love with her. Her name is "Amy". |
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