Elizabeth's First Time | Toronto Escort

Seeing this topic has had me so excited to share my first experience as a Best Escort. This will be for clients to have an insight of what thoughts I had in the past as an escort as well for the upcoming escorts to make the best out of this profession and what to expect (basically the unexpected).

I was 19 yrs old in 1996 and working at a fast food restaurant, athletic, popular, great marks, common sense, social butterfly with the perfect pair of ha ha’s (still have them ;). I met 2 girls at a local donut shop in their early twenties living together in a condo downtown. I went to visit them to just hang out and go to a party together and while being at their condo I would hear light knocks at the door and either Lisa or Alecia would disappear for a few moments and then appear in the room with cash. Thought to myself “Wow! these chicks are hookers!! I can do that, I think..”.They had gone on a trip to New York and returned with lots of money and new clothes and were basically tossing to me what they did not want (clothes and gifts from clients). I was so intrigued and wanted a piece of that exciting lifestyle.

Instead of joining these two gals I discreetly decided to try on my own and thought it would be better to join a Toronto Escort Agency where I would be monitored instead of on the street with a pimp or on a corner like a lost puppy. After all, I was mommy’s golden child still living at home with family pressure to succeed but I had a wild side to explore. I picked up a NOW magazine beside the bagel shop I was working at and looked up some Best Escort in Canada. Lo and behold “BUDGET”  was my choice. I remember hiding in my room calling Budget and hanging up a few times contemplating my decision to explore this line of work. Finally, I built the voice to say “hello, I'm looking for some work”. An appointment was made for me to go into the office for an interview (I thought). I put on my tight white jeans that had my ass and legs look like a 10/10, made sure a peek of my pure milky white breast cleavage was in view, touch of foundation, blush,  lip gloss,mascara, add of mousse, touch of hairspray to curl my hair that was long to my backside and finished with a squirt of moms Jovan Musk. Looked in the mirror and felt real darn sexy! Put on those platform shoes and BAM!!! There is no way I would be denied the job(little did I know they don't refuse anyone, ha ha ha). I was a gold mine for “Budget” come to think of it. Located east of Yonge on Eglinton I went to the location. Had to buzz in and with a camera above my head, I can feel me being observed from head to toe (nervously awkward!!). Once being buzzed in there were steep stairs going up, which was a stairway to a new chapter in my life.Turned right at the top of the stairs and it was an office. An older man sitting behind this huge desk....Between the phones ringing off the hook (wish TDL phones rang like that:), Credit card transactions, and listening to him describe other girls via phone we introduced ourselves, briefly spoke about the hours I would be available, had me fill out what seemed to be an application and Elizabeth was created to be my alias. He then asked me to wait in the other room on the left of the staircase.  I was thinking he was going to go over my application and decide whether to hire me or not. The other room had leather couches, pool table, casino slot machines and a big floor screen TV. Wow, I definitely made the right choice of an agency and I hope he hires me !! Maybe 5 min later he yells ”Elizabeth!”. Yes sir, I replied like a natural (nervous still). You have a call. WHAT??? WHO? WHERE? “I was not even told I was hired yet?”. I frantically went to his office and said “I don't have any condoms!”. He looked at me with a smirk and said he knows nothing about that. With common sense I figured of course not ;). I was informed that a driver would be arriving in minutes to pick me up to take me to the Marriott/Airport to see a client. Went to the store down the street and bought myself a box of Durex thins, pack of Juicy fruit gum and back to the office. MMMmmmmm.... with those phones ringing off the hook I bet a Limo will be showing up just like the movies. So exciting! Ummmmm, not the case.....A black 4 door volkswagen that needed detail cleaning in and out showed up. The driver was very nice to me on the drive out there. If he only knew inside I was terrified of the unexpected. I'm a virgo and everything has to be in place, planned and perfect. This kind of job was the total opposite!! I never knew what to expect or what was about to happen. Okay, so when I get in the hotel room I am instructed by the driver to call the office to let them know I have arrived safely in the room and confirm I have collected the full $150 for the hour. That's right, $150 for the hour and 50% of that was mine. That was a lot of money compared to whipping cream cheese on a bagel making $8/hr. I can't even express in detail the adrenaline rush I felt walking in the hotel wondering what in the world have I gotten myself into?? Who is going to open that door? A previous teacher? My family Doctor? I quickly calmed myself down by convincing myself he must be a traveller seeing he is staying at the Airport Hotel. Knock Knock. The door opens and it’s an older gentleman in his 50’s whose skin was orange, white hair and lots of wrinkles but fit like a bull! Ha ha ha.....I guess he could tell I was nervous and said to me with a sturdy professional voice “they tell me you are new with them and has never done this before”. Hello, Yes, this is my first day and I must call the office to let them know I have arrived safe (paranoid as ever and the adrenaline still present I just wanted the agency to know I was safe as no one in my personal life knew where I was or what I was about to do). Really, I was oblivious to this line of work. Only experience was watching the movie “Pretty woman”, porn and the previous girls that I had mentioned. When I called the office to confirm my arrival a woman with a deep aggressive voice answered. She knew who I was but I was clueless to whom she was. Anyhow hung up and sat at the edge of the bed. Now what? We chatted a bit about our personal lives. I found out why he was so orange, he owned and distributed tanning beds for a living and from Miami. Ha ha ha....

As he sat next to me he started to kiss my neck softly and I can feel his hot breath on my skin. He started to play with my nipples in a way that stimulated my lower stomach and clitoris from the inside like never before. My body was screaming for his manhood to just fuck me. I actually could not help but be vocal and my breaths became short. My eyes automatically closed and my body felt weak with pleasure from his touches. I couldn't believe it! I felt like a porn star! I can do this and it feels so good!! Personal masterbation fantasies turned into reality and Im getting paid for it!! I still smile when thinking of my very first appointment. I remember the curtains being open in the hotel room as well which added some kinkyness to our session. As if someone was watching this older orange man fuck this young oblivious newby. His cock was not too long but thick and had lots of big veins too! I gave him a blowjob with a condom (No bbbj back in the day) and listening to him being pleased and his breathing got me more horny and wanting to feel him! Foreplay was awesome!! I only had inexperienced boys previously so this was the shit!! He laid me down and in a Missionary position he put that hard veiny cock inside of me. Ahhhhhhhhhhh so relieving as my body was screaming for it. He pulled out and came all over my stomach and breast.  I got to tell you that I was smiling, happy and relieved. A replica feeling of when I lost my virginity. No orgasm but I am sure I could have reached climax if I was not in and out of thoughts on how to please this man more. ELIZABETH was born!!!! And since then I stayed with Budget for 2 - 3 years on and off. And every appointment I had the adrenaline was still present when going to knock at a door (only outcalls at Budget) and when that door opened no matter who you were or what you were in to Elizabeth was game. Every call I had I would put myself on stage and try to reach climax and make the best out of it for him or them and me. I observed very quickly when walking in a call and moulded myself into exactly what they were wanting and needing and not forgetting about myself getting off. I barely saw or was in the office! Out meeting and fucking all kinds of characters. Every call was different. It was an amazing time! I got showered with gifts, tips and of course I took some clients from the Agency on the side(don't get no bright ideas TDL gals, you saw what happened to last girls that tried :). And I had many regulars that when I would be in the car on the way jumping up and down with excitement knowing I don't have to wonder who is behind that door. It's the best pussy eater (bound to have an orgasm), or the best fuck who loves baby powder on my body!, the best tipper, Yes! the house with the pool (going swimming tonight!!), Oh no the club owner who abuses me under the influence of coke(who cares I know exactly what he is capable of and what to expect), the pre ejaculator, the balls licking lover with star Trek figurines, the boy who had MS with a machine breathing for him (RIP my friend, your cock was great to sit on till the very end),  The sexy blue eyed freak who was obsessed with Demi Moore and had a dress of hers on display etc......

17 years later and after a few career changes Elizabeth has returned to the industry as part owner of an Escort Agency in Toronto. Things are much different in this time (incalls, Internet, abbreviations,services etc..) and also being on the other side, answering phones, scheduling, accounting (my career in my personal life), marketing and smooshing. Elizabeth is still alive and when that phone rings I'm all ears and listen very carefully to what is wanted and needed.  No, I'm not networking friends ;)....But if any of my regulars from back in the day is reading this and remembers me please know that I'm okay and I succeeded in life and give me a call!! Would love to catch up. And for the female escorts who work or are choosing this path and are reading this it's not a big mistake in life, nor a doomed future lying ahead. You're a working girl earning for a bright future and having fun at the same time. take pride when that cock rises for you, dress up and feel sexy and try to get an orgasm on every appointment!! Observe the characters that you are seeing and have fun with them. Instead of negative thoughts on appointments remember you're getting paid to be exactly what your call is wanting so do just that! And in regards to having sex so often and worrying about being stretched out, that is just a myth. Unless ummm...You're having fisting on a regular (Tee Hee, bathe in epson salt)....It could be worse! Working at a computer 9-5 and having to have surgery for Carpal Tunnel!! I love my work and find it very interesting and dynamic. Everyday I meet new characters via telephone. And I get the same satisfaction as a penis rising for me when a client calls me after seeing one of my girls and thanking me for giving them exactly what I have described and what they were looking for. No misleading my clients or my girls. If I don't have what you are looking for I simply cannot help you. And if you're a working girl who is doing this for a pimp,boyfriend or a drug habit then it doesn't work out for Top Drawer Ladies, you, other Escort agencies or my clients. Hope you all enjoyed my first experience and bits and pieces of advice. Looking forward to more topics to respond too!!