After being persuaded by a few fellow redditors as well as my BF, I finally decided to share my first escorting experience. Yes this is a throwaway account because I want to keep my primary one clean.
In 2020, I found myself divorced and came to Reddit for an escape. I ended up connecting with someone, who is now my boyfriend. He was 56, Hispanic, living in Las Vegas, and I was 37, SouthAsian Indian, from Atlanta. After months of chatting, he and I decided to meet(and start a relationship), and I flew to Vegas in April of 2021. His day job was Uber and he did security in evenings. I ended up finding a sever job at a casino. Because of our work schedules, we mainly stayed home and relaxed. One day, we were finally both free and we decided to go to Fremont St for a night out. For anyone that hasn’t been, it’s the old part of Las Vegas. Since it was my first time going out in Vegas, I figured I’d get dressed up. I saw tourist wear sexy dresses going out to the bar and shows and what not, and decided to step out of my comfort zone and wear something sexy. I decided on a sexy black draped dress, which was mostly backless except around the waist hips and butt. Also had on 6in wedge heels which I thought pulled off a overall sexy look. Since I never really wore anything that revealing out before, I wanted reassuring and my Boyfriend said he thought it was perfect.
fWe finally got to Fremont and it was slammed busy, people everywhere. BF told me the best thing to do is start at one end, and take it all in. Not even several minutes of being there and a drunk guy walks up and says “God damn how much you want” to which I said “excuse me”. My boyfriend quickly said “Sorry bud she’s with me” and the guy apologized and left. So I had to ask what that was all about to which my bf replied “probably thought you were a hooker”. I was shocked. I got angry at him for telling me I looked perfect when apparently I was dressed like a hooker. We found a quiet spot and he started to explain. The Las Vegas Strip is high end, hip, and made for tourist. Parties are aimed for people in their 20s, and the stores are aimed for the wealthy. Yes tourist dress ultra sexy, but so do hookers. The difference was Fremont St is aimed for everyday people. The beer is cheap, the gambling is cheap, and entertainment and music is usually free. Since he drives Uber, he regularly picks up hookers who have just finished their “jobs” and they tell them about it. Most of the girls from the Strip are in their 20s or in porn, since most tourist want a pretty escort. The ones on Fremont are everyday women who may for whatever reason need money. Since I was dressed the way I was, he said it was an easy mistake because the guy thought he could get a sexy escort without breaking the bank.I went on to ask if he wasn’t bothered that people thought I was a hooker and he said not at all. And went on to say he’d be flattered if someone paid him for a night with me. I thought he was joking but he said if I wanted to give it a shot he’d fully support it. Although nervous, I couldn’t help notice guys checking me out while we walked around Fremont, and I said if he made the deal then I’d go thru with it.
Not soon after, there was a guy saying something in Spanish to us from a distance. I ignored it but my bf started replying back in Spanish. Since I don’t know Spanish I had no clue what was being said, but my bf looked at me and sternly asked “are you sure what you said earlier”. I gave him a nervous nod and he told me to wait where I was standing. They go back to Spanish and the guy pulls money out of his wallet and discreetly gives it to my bf. This guy was probably in his 50s, tall, lean, and had the stereotypical Mexican look, wrinkles, half unbuttoned shirt, boots, and a big gold belt buckle. My boyfriend looks at me and says “Text me the hotel and room number, and call me if anything happens, but you’ll be fine. I’ll pick you up at 7 in the morning”.
While my boyfriend was saying that, this guy walks over to me and puts his arm around my waist and pulls me into him. To say I was nervous was an understatement and I blurted out “Does this guy even know English” to which he replied “Of Course Baby” with a strong accent. He lowered his hand from my waist to my butt and gave me a smack and said “Let’s go”. Looking around, my boyfriend was gone and this guy started to walk me away. Looking around again I could see people watching us as we walked around Fremont. Every time we stopped he would grab or smack my butt. We walked by a small store and walked him. I asked if he’d buy me a toothbrush (since I came unprepared) and he grabbed condoms. We walked out and went into the Golden Nugget, walked thru the casino until we got to the hotel elevators. Once inside the elevator he gave me the hardest butt grab yet and says “I’m ready for pussy”.
We walk in the room and like my Bf asked, I texted him the room number and hotel just to be safe. Not 30 seconds into walking in the room, he unties my dress and I pull it off. I couldn’t believe I was about to go thru with this. He pushed me onto the bed and opened up my legs and started to eat me out. Much to my surprise, his tongue felt amazing! He took random breaks to take his clothes off and quickly we were both completely naked.
I hadn’t moved and he started to eat me out again. I was really enjoying it and he knew, since i was running my hands all over his head. I guess 20 minutes of eating me out made him hard, and he got up to look for the condomsI hadn’t moved on the bed and he was standing over me with a hard on. His dick wasn’t anything to brag about, but it was girthy and had a slight curve. I’m my mind I thought he would try to open me up a little by fingering me, but he just went in and tried to stick his dick in. Finally after a few trys, he shoved it in and I made an uncomfortable face because of the sting. He was just on top of me fucking away when he looked at me leaned down and started kissing my neck. I guess he was trying to turn me on but I was just not feeling it. At this point he looked at me again and pulled his dick out of me. He angrily flips me over on the bed and pulled my hips back to get me into a doggy type position.
Once again he shoved his dick into me but this time was different. From the back and the curve of his dick made it felt incredible. I couldn’t help but moan and he says “You like that puta?” to which i couldn’t only reply back with a long yes. He gave me a couple rough deep thrust and smacked my ass and I gave out louder and louder moans. The louder I got the harder the fucked, but it felt amazing. I finally came and fell flat on the bed laying on my stomach. I heard “fucking puta” and he got back on top of me from behind this time and went back in. This time around my eyes were in the back of my head since it was right after I just came. After several minutes he starting grunting and collapsed on top of me after finally cumming. He pulled out and rolled over on the bed next to me. In his heavy Mexican accent he says “Damn good pussy” I looked at his cock and the condom was completely full of cum. He pulled it off and just flopped it in the direction of the trash can and put his arm around me. Without thinking I started to kiss him and he decided to stick his tongue down my throat. At this point I had completely lost the thought that he was a stranger I had only met 2 hours before.
After several minutes of heavy kissing, he grabs me by the hair and pulls my head back and looks at me. He says “Now you suck me” and pushes my head towards his crotch. His dick was limp but it was still covered in cum from the condom. At this point my brain was dead and I just started to suck him off. I could taste all the cum that was in the condom all over his dick. Manscaping wasn’t his strong suit because aside from being hairy, his crotch reeked of sweat. I could tell he was enjoying himself because he had one hand on my head guiding me up and down, and another hand on my ass giving me random squeezes. He finally got hard again.
I got up and grabbed another condom, and put it on him. This time around he was laying on the bed with his arms crossed behind his head looking relaxed. I straddled him, and put his cock into me and started slowly grinding back and forth. Once again I leaned down without thinking and started to kiss him, and again he stuck his tongue down my throat. By now his hands were on my ass guiding me up and down on his cock, and started fucking me faster and faster. A couple of minutes later he started to slow so I thought he finished, and I got off. However, I looked over and he hadn’t , and i heard “what the fuck you puta!” So i tried to get back on. I guess by now he was annoyed and lost his hard on and I was saying sorry.
To make up for it I pulled his condom off and started to give him a handjob to make it hard. After a minute or so he said get down so i got the bed and got on my knees. He was standing in front of me, and the bed behind me, so I had no room to move aside from my head. He grabbed my hair and pulled me to his crotch again, and I started to suck him off. This time he was more rough while I was sucking him off, and several times held me down on his cock until I gagged, then easing up. I felt him getting hard in my mouth, and I tried to pull away, but with no room to move, he kept going. He started breathing heavily and I started to slightly taste cum so I quickly pulled him out of my mouth. Thankfully I did right in time, because a few seconds later he pulled my hair shot all over my face. I was drenched and felt it dripping off my face. I tried to get up but he pushed me back down and said “clean it off puta” referring to dick. At this point it was already limp but there was some cum dropping off. As told, i cleaned his dick off and he let me get up.
I grabbed my phone and the tooth brush and went into the bathroom. I washed my face off throughly and texted my BF that I was done. It was already 1:30am. He replied back “great, I’ll pick you up at the entrance at 7”. Kind of blah, but I put my alarm on for 6:30. I brushed my teeth which made me feel a whole lot better and went back out. All the lights in the room were off; and he was just laying in the bed with his arm out waiting for me to get in. At this point, my feet were killing me and i finally took my heels off and put them next to my dress on the floor. I climbed into bed completely naked and layed down next to him. He pulled the sheets over and grabbed my ass.
In a couple of minutes he was fast asleep, and so was I. Not too long after my 6:30 alarm went off and I got up. I picked up my heels and dress, but couldn’t find my panties in the darkness. Not wanting to wake him up, I decided to just leave them and took what I had along with my bag, to the bathroom and got ready.
I was in the elevator going down, when it stopped twice, both times a girl getting in. We were all basically doing the walk of shame.By the time I walked out of the lobby, my bf’s car was waiting and I walked over and got in. “Hey babe, how was it” to which I went on to tell him what all happened. He replied “See it wasn’t all that bad, and it was the easiest 500 I’ve made”.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ueqdeb/my_bf_turned_me_38_f_into_a_las_vegas_hooker
Do you think you’ll do it again?