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Confessions Of A Sex Worker...... Hayley\'s Place

hayleysplace, Female, 36, Australia, sydney

My First Client

I don't mind admitting that my first "job" was a complete failure!
I arrived for my first shift in August 1990, at Maison D'Amour in Parramatta, Sydney.

I was very nervous and unsure of myself.

I got ready, and waited in the Girls room for clientele to arrive.

There was one other girl on this shift, her name was Lisa.
(Lisa was working to save for her upcoming wedding - it was planned to be a lavish affair,
and she was working 5 shifts a week to ensure she had the wedding of her dreams.)

So there we sat, chatting for two hours, until the first client walked in.

I heard the doorbell chime and suddenly felt an overwhelming desire to RUN.
While the client was discussing the prices with the receptionist, I pulled myself together, reminding myself why I was there.

The client was settled in the lounge, and the receptionist came to get us.
We walked out into the lounge, I was so nervous I could only manage a weak smile.
The client looked to be in his early 30's - and he was a biker.

Complete with grubby leathers and motorcycle helmet, he looked very intimidating,
and he passed a quick glance in our direction.
He blushed the brightest red I'd ever seen, and told the receptionist he would indeed like to stay and spend some time, with ME.
A rock hit my stomach - what the hell was THIS guy going to want to do to me!

I shakily led him upstairs to the room I'd been allocated.
It was quite a large room, complete with it's own shower.

I asked him how long he would like to stay. "just an hour" he said.
"omg" I thought, "a whole HOUR?"
I took his cash, asked him if he would like to have a quick shower while I went to tell reception how long he was staying.

He waited until I'd left the room to undress, he hadn't stopped blushing yet.

When I returned to the room, he had showered, and was sitting on the end of the bed,
with a towel wrapped around himself.

I was surprised! - without all the leathers, he looked like any average guy out there.
I relaxed just a little, and we chatted for a minute.
It didn't take long to find out that he'd never done this before either.
He told me that he'd been Married for the past 10 years, and was now "celebrating"
his divorce by treating himself to a little pampering.

I asked him if he would like a massage to relax, and he removed his towel and layed down face first on the bed.
I didn't have much of an idea what exactly to do, but I splashed some oil on his back, and began gently rubbing it in.
He was very quiet, and I was too, I had no idea of what I should be talking about!

Ten minutes later, he turned over and said
" that was really nice, do you think we'd be able to go to the spa room to relax a little more?"
so off we went, wrapped in towels, down the hall to the spa room.
It was really hot in there, I felt my make-up running, and quickly became lightheaded.
As it turned out, he was also feeling lightheaded because of the heat, and asked within 5 minutes to go back to the room.

So, we returned to my room, and layed on the bed together recovering.
(I found out later that the spa temperature had been accidently turned up the night before)

He asked if he could touch me, and I giggled and said "of course you can".
He asked me to turn onto my tummy, and he took off my towel and started feeling my body.

It was weird. To say the least.

I hadn't had that much sexual experience at the time, even in my personal life, and I felt suddenly uncomfortable with the feel of his rough hands on my skin.

He noticed my tension, and said, "hey, it's ok, why don't you just give me a headie?"
I took a condom out of it's wrapper and clumsily tried to put it on him.
He wasn't quite hard yet, and I couldn't get it on.
I threw it away, and got out another and asked nervously if he could put it on himself.
He did, (after a bit of a struggle) and then layed back on the bed waiting for me to pleasure him.
I was scared to death.
I had only ever done this once before, and it had made me gag and throw up.

I silently hoped that wouldn't happen again.
I closed my eyes and put my mouth over his half-soft cock.
It tasted absolutely disgusting!
I was not prepared for the taste of the condom - I hadn't even thought about it.
I tried in vain to make him hard, and then he asked me to stop.
"hey, I'm really sorry, but this isn't really working for me" he said.
I was so embarrassed I almost started to cry!

"I'm so sorry" I said, "I've never done this before"
"it's ok, perhaps I could see the other girl instead?" he said
I agreed that would be the best thing to do, and quickly got dressed and went down
to reception to ask what to do now.

"Oh Holly!" she said, (that was my name at the time)"are you ok sweetie?"
Well, that was all I needed.
I burst into tears, and she gave me a big hug and told me not to worry.
I was still crying when the client came downstairs.

"Is she ok?" he asked the receptionist "look, I'm really sorry, but it just wasn't happening between us"

He asked if he could see Lisa instead, and she came out to greet him.
They went upstairs, and soon Lisa was back with a suggestion.

"what If I take Holly with me, and I can show her what to do?" she said
She had asked the client if it was ok, and he was more than happy to be a guinea pig
for my "lesson"

I was asked if that would be ok with me, and I dried my tears and took a deep breath.

So Lisa took me upstairs with her, and showed me how to "work it"

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