**Context:** I am a 21 y/o virgin living at college right now. I have always had issues socially because I have high-functioning autism. Then I went to an all-boys high school. This taught me how to make friends with guys, but it left me even more socially inept when it comes to women. I have never even asked a girl out, let alone date one, and the only two times I kissed a girl were both truth-or-dare games when I was in elementary school. So basically, I have no game whatsoever. This also made me a very straight-laced kid, waiting until I was 21 to smoke weed and drink so it would be legal.
Last night, I went to a party a frat was hosting at their house near campus. I smoked weed and drank, then left the party at 2am when I was sobered enough to drive. I stopped at a Speedway on the way back to my dorm for some Monsters. As I got back into my truck, a black woman (Late 20’s to early 30’s) walked up and asked for a ride home to a really ghetto area a ways away. Just wanting to help her out (and still being autistic) I let her get in and I drove for a long while as she directed me further into a real ghetto part of the city. We made some idle conversation along the way: What I had been doing “I was at a party”, what I did “I go to the University nearby”, how old I am “I’m 21”.
After probably 15min of driving, she started thanking me and saying she wanted to repay the favor. My first thought was “It’s cold out, and she had a REALLY long way to walk, so I’m just glad to help you”, immediately followed by the realization that I picked up a hooker. Initially shocked, but keeping my cool, I told her it was no problem and that I was just glad to help out. I wasn’t up for losing my virginity with a hooker, especially without condoms, so I hoped saying that would deter her. Besides, after driving so long I had to piss pretty bad.
Then she told me to look at her, so I looked over to her pulling her shirt down to show her tits. It was my first time ever seeing tits outside of porn, yet I was much more calm than I expected, probably on some drunk/horny auto-pilot. She told me she wanted me to suck on them, and I said, “How can I say no to that?” So we pulled over on a dark street next to some section-8-looking apartments.
I leaned over and started sucking on her left tit gently, trying to not seem overly eager but also just savoring the moment. Her tits were small, about B cup size, but here nipples were about 1/2 in long. I swirled her nipple around with my tongue, and started groping her right tit with one hand. She started moaning and talking dirty, saying “Oh yes, suck on mommy’s tits”. I kept sucking, finding myself enjoying her long nipples WAY more than I expected. I switched to sucking on the right and groping the left, trying to get more of her tit in my mouth this time. They were so smooth and firm when I had them in my hand, and my dick was already near full mast. Her hand crept to my crotch, rubbing my dick slowly through my pants as I kept on sucking. I could feel precum starting to come out when she said, “I wanna suck on your dick. Can I suck your dick?”
I really wanted to say yes, but my dick hurt from having a boner and a full bladder. I told her I had to piss, honestly hoping I could hop out real quick to take a leak and continue. She pulled her hand off my pants and said, “Alright, just gimme a few bucks.” I gave her a $10 bill, partly disappointed but partly glad I said it since I had no more cash on me. She directed me a little further up the road to a gas station where I dropped her off. I told her I’d like to see her again, still somehow keeping my cool, and she said she would be at the same Speedway on weekend nights. I pulled up google maps on my phone to get back to my dorm and started heading back, seeing a few more black hookers on the street. I took note of where I was on google maps for later use. However, after getting a lot of sleep, I don’t think I want to get a hooker again, half bc of legality and half bc of the sketchy ass area I ended up in. Not 100% against the idea, though.
It all still feels surreal. I’ve jerked off 4 times today because I keep thinking about it. Being with a real woman (Even though is was limited and with a hooker) is FAR better than anything I can find online. I now understand why people would spend hundreds just for a few hours, because I’m now honestly debating doing it. I’d rather not get into trouble, whether it be cops or getting robbed in the ghetto. So I feel more determined than ever to finally put myself out there and get a girlfriend, or at least get on Tinder and have a one night stand.
I wish I could talk about this to someone, but it’s not really a story I can tell to anyone. The fact it was with a hooker is problematic by itself. My only reason would be to brag about sucking my first tits, which I don’t feel good about. After all, it wasn’t really an accomplishment because she was hooker. I also don’t want any of my friends to know my dumbass picked up a hooker while trying to be a Good Samaritan. But all-in-all, a great experience that I wouldn’t trade for anything.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yb84zs/mf_i_accidently_picked_up_a_hooker_and_ended_up
> So I feel more determined than ever to finally put myself out there and get a girlfriend, or at least get on Tinder and have a one night stand.
I’m an old fuck in my 40s with family & stuff (not cheating), but I can totally relate. Late bloomer, had sex for the 1st time in my mid 20s.
You do you, so don’t let me sway you one way or the other. But here some perspective:
– First time was “special”, but not particularly good. In fact, it was my worst performance ever. Some get lucky, but for most, I’m guessing it’s really like that.
– The advantage of hookers isn’t that they’re easily available; it’s that they’re pros. It doesn’t mean they’re particularly good or understanding – first and foremost it means that they’ll *leave* afterwards. You’re not really paying for the sex, you’re paying for not having to deal with the aftermath. That’s something that Tinder cannot give you. The older you get, the more you start to appreciate this aspect of the transaction.
Knowing / finding a hooker where you know on top that “the chemistry fits” may actually be a win-win.
– Yes, all the other reservations are true and deserve their fair share of attention: possibility of disease, stigma, injury etc. Use good judgement if you decide to walk this path. (Then again, Tinder doesn’t protect you from any of this, either…)
And enjoy, whatever you choose to do :-)