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Originally Posted by Deezguy
I've only been mongering for a few years but I've had my WTF moments. I may have posted some but some remained un-posted.
So, you're are there and things are going well with a nice provider then suddenly... WTF!
One was with a now retired independent escort, Nancy. I saw her several times and there were occasions when she sort of forgot to slip on the cover before FS. I never conciously went BBFS with her but during one meeting we had done a few positions, CFS. I pulled out and rolled onto my back. Nancy pulled off the condom and began to give me more BBBJ. I was delerious with sex pleasure. Forgetting that I no longer had a hat on, I rolled back onto heR and entered BB mish. I was pumping then I felt that shot of ecstasy. All of a sudden Nancy, who spoke very little English, muttered something to me. She slid out from under me and ran to the bathroom. I looked down at my bare little man and said, "WTF!" I kept telling Nancy I didn't know there was no condom.
Meanwhile, she stood next to bathroom vanity with her left foot propped up on the counter. She was using some sort of spermicide solution to rinse out her cooter. Of course, she looked very concerned. I came into the bathroom and she even took some of the spermicide and washed my junk with it. I'm not sure what that would've done.
After, she gave me a nice foot massage on the bed. Later, I got dressed and kept apologizing saying I didn't know. We hugged and kissed goodbye. When I walked out with my bottle of water, I wondered if she was still fertile. She claimed to be 48/49 but you can usually tack on 3-5 years to that.
That was definitely a bonehead move on my part. I've had others but not so bad. Anybody else wanna fess up?
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Some years ago I met a great lady at a semi-legit chiro office. She really knew how to provide a decent massage and to keep the session interesting. After a few visits to the office she suggested I come to her apt. So I did. On the flip there I am with my antenna up and she straddles me and starts rubbing my shoulders and then my belly. And all the time she remains dressed in a wide flowing skirt. Next thing I know she slides down and inserts my antenna. No cover, no lub (but hell she was wet) and no words, just a big cat-smile on her face. Since I was "in" I figured just go along for the ride. As I deposited by stuff she smiled and simply said "thank you". I was a little shaken and when it came time to pay-up realized that I had just enough $ for a massage session and she accepted the fact. No a very good business woman and found she left the area a few months later.