My First Anal Fuck Experience with a Russian Escort in Bangkok

I’ve been wanting to tell someone this for a while, but I kept it to myself since I didn’t want people to think I was a pig. I was wondering where I was coming from and had just started to generate some money at the age of 23. That was a story when I was in BKK and met a Russian escort.

I knew it would take a while for me to have sex without marriage because it’s nearly impossible to have sex unless you’re extremely attractive or wealthy. I was terrified of this because I watched American TV series and movies like Blue Mountain State. A little bit of the idea of being over 24 and virgin, of being a really geeky person who’d lived at university for four years, never kissed a female or even held her hand, and viewed a lot of porn.

I finally went to a Russian escort because I thought that enough soft bodies, feminine walks, relaxing, and masturbating once, twice, or three times a day was enough (notice that I am not an ugly or short guy, but…

I grew up in Jordan and had probably never been with a woman in a closed room until I met this blonde goddess in Hotel Once Bangkok. Her name was Juliet. She was dressed in lingerie and a sheer black silk dress, and she smelled like heaven. She was a professional dentist. She was so amazing that I couldn’t believe she would be the girl to show up until I actually saw her. The room was quite silent, but it didn’t feel that way to me—there were approximately two feet separating me and her.

I stumbled and trembled. I had never experienced this experience before. I had no idea why I felt so afraid. To make sure no one was around, I went to the restroom. She approached me and gave me a hug because, at one time, I felt it would be a trap and that I would be taken hostage by the Russian mafia.

When she pressed her breasts against me, it was the best moment of my life to date. However, as soon as I kissed her neck and looked into her eyes, I realized that this was not what I had imagined. I always assumed that by now, my sperm would be everywhere, but that didn’t happen.

I was even harder, but some fluids still came out; it wasn’t an orgasm. Anyway, she started the real stuff like a pro, but I kept stopping to smell her hair, kiss her feet, and tell her I was stupid. She told me that’s not how she usually kisses. I told her I was sorry, and she continued sucking me and sticking my dick in front of her while I kissed her deeply.

I shoved her mouth away, causing her to stop. She gave me a warm, fuzzy grin and began kissing me deeply. She stopped me then, and I chewed gum for a while before she made an odd motion with her tongue. It was an experience that only a professional could have; she was using her tongue to move the gum on my tongue while my penis was inside her. I can’t recall how long it lasted—maybe twenty minutes—and I was unable to climax. It was rather bizarre.

The same thing happened when I saw her again that day, but this time I didn’t care because I felt like I was on a date. I even made her cum and licked her pussy. I didn’t see her again and I left Bangkok a few days later. I went to other women who were prostitutes after her, but nothing compares to it; it was incredibly disgusting for other women. I will never go to a prostitute again, but I am incredibly grateful for this experience for a variety of reasons.