A Professional Octopus

“He’s a professional pussy licker.” Sure. I thought looking at him. I actually told him before we went into the room that I didn’t want to have sex with him. But in Japan no means yes, so saying anything short of pushing someone off a bed or out the door is probably seen as a “probably.” I could have been a little drunk off of wine or high from the endorphins of being suspended from the ceiling. I went to the bathroom after being released from my suspension and the cute guy in the dress and his ugly friend cornered me in the sex room. “We want you.” he said. I had let him put nipple clamps on me at the bar so I was feeling game. Game is different than horny. Game for me is something like, “Sure. Let’s see what you are working with.” I mostly wanted to mess around with him. His ugly friend was just Wingman for the night. Unfortunately. I told him to get the German guy from the bar and we were all going to have fun. I had never been with 3 guys before and I was into first time experiences once I crossed over a certain point, I wasn’t trying to do anything that I had done before. And I certainly did not. I had NEVER IN MY LIFE TO DATE, ALLLLLL THE SEX WORK I’VE EVER HAD in 7 years had such terrible, pathetic sex. All 3 of them were silent and inexperienced, passive and meek. I felt nothing of their penises inside me and the nerd octopus sucking on my pussy was no pro, he was a vampire and I had to ask him to stop. "A professional octopus is what you meant, I believe." I've had sex with 2 guys a few times as an escort, I've tried a DP with no success twice and now this. People think group sex with penis looks like it does on Red Tube, NEWS FLASH: IT USUALLY DOESN'T. As soon as the two guys came they ditched the sex room and went upstairs to have drinks back at the bar without a word to us. Now it was me and the German guy. He had a cock ring on and he was attempting to pound me but his cock wasn’t even inside of me and I had to remind him of that fact. It reminded me of one of my dear elder clients who I’d have great energy sex with because his cock was never inside me. “I think I must have fallen out.” he’d say. Well, you were never in so, you can’t fall out. But it was before I studied Tantra, we were having energy orgasms without penetration and that felt amazing actually. Much better than this crap of 3 tools that I danced with for about 45 minutes. Most of my time was talking to the German guy. He clearly wanted to date me but, you can NOT go from the worst sex of your life, to maybe we should hang out sometime and go to a movie. It just doesn’t happen. He walked me to the train station and tried to hold my hand and i pulled it away. I really wished he would just disappear and i could go home alone and process what disgusting slobber had invaded my body temple during this experiment of Japanese culture. In all my career of sex work, I always said that there was no bad sex if at least I got paid. I just got used as a cum rag and treated like a napkin so the fact that this one guy was trying to act cordial and chivalrous was just not helping. All you can do with the worst sex of your life from #1 is just hope that there is never a #2 time. You don’t date the person and work with them and hope that it will get better over the years. NO.