[First Trial of "Three-Person Accompaniment"]

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My First Experience with Escort Services My

first time with a prostitute was incredibly exciting and stimulating. All the confusion, doubt, curiosity, and impulsive questions

triggered a surge of testosterone, emboldening me and making my mind run wild, eager for more pleasurable

experiences.

When I returned from military service, I was 22 years old. I was physically strong and had a high alcohol tolerance, just like

the saying among soldiers: "Nine out of ten soldiers are sluts, and the other one is a heavy drinker." During my time off, I often went drinking with friends and

colleagues to pass the time.

City life became increasingly better, and living conditions became more affluent, so drinking gradually ceased to be

the main activity and became an auxiliary means of seeking pleasure. Karaoke rooms were renamed KTVs, and eventually, various kinds of

squares changed—it all happened so fast. Finally, it became a prostitute square, a place openly selling lust.

I liked it; I liked the atmosphere, the women, and the content! My first experience with "

escort services " was there.

On a holiday, my friend approached me mysteriously and said, "Let's go drinking with prostitutes tonight!" "?" I

didn't understand . My friend winked and said, "Duh! This is all the rage in SY City now, and you haven't been yet? I'll

treat you later. Also, you pay for the girls yourself!" Although I didn't quite understand, judging from his lecherous look and excited

expression, I knew it must be a very interesting place. Later I learned it wasn't just interesting, it was downright

thrilling and crazy.

With some money, I took a taxi, and my friend took me to a large KTV plaza on the outskirts of the city. The place was beautifully

decorated , with bright, dazzling lights shining through the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows. The most attractive thing was

the large number of girls sitting in the lobby. My God! Beautiful! Alluring. That was my strongest impression. These were the girls

everyone knew (prostitutes, a synonym for escorts). They were all so captivating;

if it weren't for the location, they would have looked like models.

The enthusiasm of the waiters and the friendliness of the girls immediately made me feel at home. I felt embarrassed,

so my friend said, "Let me find you some with a high success rate." Then, like selecting merchandise, he

walked back and forth in front of the girls, finally grabbing the hands of two of them. This was a way of choosing, so

the girls knew they had the honor of serving us that night.

Once in the private room, we ordered fruit and drinks and started singing. After a few rounds of drinks and dishes, the girls

began to serve us. My companion was a 22-year-old girl, but she seemed mature and generous. While

singing with me, she put her arm around me, her soft hand gently caressing my chest. The feeling was tingling

, indescribably comfortable. She occasionally kissed my cheek. My heart was pounding, my face was

burning, and I didn't know how to respond to her enthusiasm. I just stupidly put my arm around her shoulder,

stroking her back and forth. Suddenly, I felt that hand slip into my pants, heading straight for my genitals. I

looked down at the young woman, puzzled and surprised, but she acted as if nothing had happened,

singing along with me while watching the screen, her hands never stopping. I was stunned. Since she was doing this, why should I

be embarrassed ?

The young woman's hands were very skilled at touching (at that time I didn't understand, but the young woman was very professional; the more

frequently a young woman performed, the more skilled she was at providing sexual services). She specifically explored my most sensitive areas, gently massaging

my scrotum, and occasionally pinching and scraping my perineum with her fingers. Sometimes she would stroke my penis a few times

. Her hands would also occasionally climb up to my chest, touching my nipples and the area around my breasts. After repeating this a few times, my

penis became as hard as if it were about to explode… At this point, my posture was quite comical. I leaned back on the sofa and slowly

straightened up, trying to better enjoy the young woman's service. My singing was sometimes slow, sometimes fast, occasionally

adding my own "ah" and "ooh" sounds. I couldn't help it; I was

impressed by , my voice would involuntarily come out, as if my throat was also enjoying it.

My friend had already seen it and chuckled, saying to me, "Isn't this bar interesting?"

"Yeah, not bad, really exciting!" At that moment, the two girls cheerfully said to us, "Boss, how about

the full service? (High-class girls are trained to address customers as 'boss' or 'sir,' definitely not

'big brother' or 'little brother.')" Before I could answer, my friend said, "Yes! Otherwise, why would

I come here to find you?" I glanced at my friend, thinking: "What a longtime friend." No need for me to feel awkward,

but what exactly is the full service? It should be really exciting, definitely better than just touching. Later I realized it wasn't

just it was insane excitement, a heavenly experience!

Having received confirmation, the girls got to work. They turned on the lights, changed the music, and pulled us to sit

on another sofa. The music was black rap; back then, there wasn't much flirtatious music in bars. The slow tempo sounded very

soothing. The girls slowly took off their clothes to the music, until they were only wearing bikinis. I was stunned! This is possible? What if

someone comes ? I glanced at my friend, who immediately reassured me, "It's nothing. I've been to this place

several times; they're very well-connected (meaning they have powerful connections, connections in official circles). Don't worry." Hearing this, I stopped worrying

.

The girls finished undressing and came over, one on top of the other. The girl with me pulled my t-shirt off my head

and started kissing me. At that moment, I forgot where she kissed first; the only thing I remembered was

how stimulating it was when her mouth kissed my nipples. Her tongue circled around me, sometimes gently rubbing against my skin with her teeth

, while her hands touched my back, scratching and rubbing. An indescribable feeling rushed into my brain. I

tried to straighten my body to allow her tongue to adhere better to my body. Slowly, her tongue

slid down, kissing my stomach, my navel, and then slid down again. Oh! My... Without my

noticing was unbuckled, and the woman pulled down my pants, then placed her mouth on my penis through my underwear

. Wow! I'd only ever seen this on videos before, was she really going to do this today…? Seriously! I'm amazed by them; even

my girlfriend and I would be too embarrassed to do this.

Really! Her mouth rubbed against my underwear. Slowly, she pulled my underwear down too, gently taking my

penis into her mouth, sucking and swallowing, and softly biting my clitoris. Her hands were stroking my genitals…

She rubbed my scrotum. The wonderful feeling made me start to twitch, and the urge to urinate spread throughout my body.

When I was young, I didn't know how to control myself or enjoy oral sex. I pushed the woman away and quickly ran to the bathroom inside.

I heard my friend and the woman laughing behind me. I guessed she thought I was a virgin.

I awkwardly returned to the sofa, my penis starting to feel limp. The woman was so nice; she didn't say anything and

immediately squatted down again, taking my penis into her mouth once more. Perhaps knowing it was my first time receiving oral sex, she stopped stimulating my scrotum

with her hands and instead stroked my breasts. Sure enough, after urinating, I no longer

felt the urge to urinate, but rather a comfortable feeling. Her tongue was really soft, sometimes circling, sometimes hovering around my

penis, occasionally swallowing it deeply like during sex, thrusting back and forth a few times. I was already used to

this method, gently holding her hair with my hand, cooperating with my thrusts, faster and faster, but

feeling like I couldn't exert any strength. Therefore, the greater the pleasure, the more my penis felt like it was about to explode. My breathing became heavy,

and I started sweating. Sometimes I felt this woman was teasing me. Whenever I tried to ejaculate,

she would loosen her grip, letting me feel like I was walking in a circle instead of rubbing

my penis And when she noticed I was slowing down, she would suck on my penis tightly again, her hands gripping my buttocks

to help increase the force. Damn it, she really thinks I'm a virgin! Isn't she just playing with me? After a

while , I felt dizzy and my legs went weak. I panicked and didn't care anymore. I grabbed her body and pushed her down onto the sofa

. Without any effort, "plop," I was inside her. "No, no, boss, you haven't put on a condom yet!"

the woman hurriedly whispered, reminding me. I was a little angry: "Put on a condom? You're torturing me like this, what's the point! I'm

not afraid ."

Saying this, I didn't relax my lower body at all, increasing the force of my thrusts. I pressed down on her back, thinking, "Let you play with

me, let's see how I make you feel good."

I thrust hard, each stroke slamming into her buttocks with all my might. The doggy style was great; I could

penetrate deeper. My hands reached around her chest, gripping her breasts and squeezing them tightly. I was fucking

this , and she started moaning, "Ah, oh," which gave me a sense of satisfaction, making me feel

like a very strong man (I later learned that all prostitutes are like this; I truly understood the meaning of "pleasing").

I wanted to fuck her a little longer, but somehow, within five minutes,

the urge came. I tried to control it, but it was impossible. The feeling was much stronger than usual, like a volcanic eruption, like a dam

bursting. It came in a flash. I gritted my teeth, pressed myself against her back, and held her large breasts tightly, remaining motionless

.

The sensation of ejaculation from her lower abdomen and back converged on my penis, surging fiercely into her body.

Immediately afterward, the feeling of orgasm washed over my entire body. I was shivering, my body trembling, my lower body pressing hard against her

buttocks, hoping that every last drop of my semen would flow into her body.

The woman was considerate; she wrapped her arms around me, stroking my body to warm me and

help me quickly get rid of the goosebumps. I don't know how much time passed before I recovered from the numbness,

sat down on the sofa, and closed my eyes, thinking about what I had done. I heard sounds beside me; I looked and saw my

friend, Mai Li, and the woman accompanying him. I chuckled, then closed my eyes again. Good heavens! This is what

was severely punished by law in the 70s and 80s—group sex! Now it's become fashionable in the city. While

I was still thinking about this exciting thing, the woman got up and immediately took my penis into her mouth again, licking and

sucking .

I said helplessly, "Want more? I'm fucking ruined by you, I can't take it anymore." The woman laughed,

"No, boss, it's just that I was afraid you were too eager just now, and if you didn't release some of your energy, it would hurt, that's why I did this."

Damn, this woman's service is really good. She was also very caring and attentive. I chuckled and said nothing

more , closing my eyes. Sure enough, I felt the lingering pleasure of the orgasm

slowly being released from her mouth. The girl's cleaning was also excellent; my genitals were thoroughly cleaned and wiped.

My friend finally finished, and the two girls told us to stop for a bit. They took their clothes and went into the bathroom

. My friend said softly, "That means it's over, you can pay now, buddy. You were quick this time,

a little unsatisfied. I'll treat you. Next time you treat me." I thought to myself, "Treat my ass, that's embarrassing."

The girls came back after touching up their makeup and sat down again, drinking and singing with us as if nothing had happened. My friend chuckled

and said to them, "Honey, your service was excellent. Here, take this, I need to talk to my friend for a bit." The girls

politely thanked them and left with the money.

My friend said, "That's how it is. When the girls touch up their makeup, it's a hint that you can pay. If we pay them,

we don't feel any point staying here, so we told them to leave. You and I will rest for a bit and then leave. " "

Oh, I see," my friend said with a sigh. "You're here for the first time, so you're feeling curious. Actually,

there nothing special. There are many girls, and they're all very pretty. What gets them repeat customers is their technique—their sex

technique and oral skills. You think they're playing you, but they're actually using their mouths to make you feel like you're dying and being torn apart. You don't

realize it until you ejaculate after a few thrusts, but that's on their part. You'll get used to it later, haha."

After asking my friend some other questions, I couldn't help but sigh, "In this era, everything is about efficiency;

time is money. It's absolutely true. In less than two hours, a girl earned 300 yuan (100 yuan

for sitting, 200 yuan for the 'big job'). This KTV room costs 80 yuan an hour, just a few bottles of wine and a few fruit platters.

They really know how to make money. No wonder the girls provide such good service; it's all to make you ejaculate quickly so they can

take on more customers, and also to make you remember their good sex skills so you'll come back next time, maybe even

get more money by taking them out. Sigh! This society..." The variety of things to eat, play with, drink, and have fun with is really getting faster and

faster ! Money is getting harder and harder to earn, but there are more and more places to spend it!

Later, not long after, I dragged my friends along and went a few more times. Men are all the same; they like to seek

thrills and tenderness. No wonder there are so many sayings these days, like "the grass is always greener on the other side" or "other people's wives are

always better ." If you can't get sex and excitement from your girlfriend, you have no choice but to slowly embark on this path of seeking pleasure!

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