Hello gentlemen!

I am 23 years old and up until yesterday I was a complete virgin. I am at a major city on some business enjoying a friend's hospitality.

Disclaimer

I know using a hooker does not qualify as a legit lay and paying for sex is not an indicator of success. However there were some issues I've also made posts about:

1) A fear of overtly sexual escalation. 2) Fear of sex as an unknown situation. 3) Fear of embarassing performance due to inexperience. 4) Uncertainty on how things work due to a tight frenulum.

The Setup

Yesterday we shopped around for some "houses" ranging from the cost of 20$ to 120$ a pop for the "basic package". Meaning about 15 minutes until you cum, bj with rubber etc etc.

First stop was a 20$ one. In there I felt a bit disgusted as the place had an " auntie's living room* feel and the only girl on shift honestly seemed like a crackwhore to me. I left all the same but it was interesting seeing the differences between cost.

Second stop was a 30$ one which made me feel even more awkward inside. The girl seemed totally emaciated and could barely use her voice to speak to me. She grabbed my by the penis to keep me interested while I promptly made a quick exit.

After about 4 more stops I enter what seems to be a mid-end place with a nice lounge and two girls on shift. The price was 50$ a pop, a sum not small for a student and definitely a lot for coming in 2 minutes, as virgins are said to usually do. The girl was certainly my type. Czech, 20s, blonde, euro pornstar-like face, normal tits and dat ass.

The whole process

I enter the room, take a shower and after a bit the girl comes in. I start rubbing her and she as well. She starts to blow me after which I started getting a bit more active and commanding. Until then there was an initial feeling of anxiety which I almost thought could lead into a brainstroke then :)

I tell her what position to change to. Turn her over etc etc. I spank her ass like it owed me a year's worth of rent.

After a bit of BJ, titty sucking on my part etc etc. She guides me in her. This is where it got a bit awkward I didn't know how the fuck to thrust.

The in-out motion was awkward and it was probably due to the condom as it feel like fucking air. Since that was going nowhere I made my thrusts slow and deep which increased sensation.

After about 15 minutes (which is the actual session time) she reminds me I need to come soon. I notice then that I was about to two times before but I tightened my pelvic muscles in an almost reflex like manner and didn't.

She rides me again and starts furiously going up and down. It was as if she took it personally that I couldn't cum. In that moment it felt the best it had during the session. I notice I could thrust very well when laying down so I pump in rythm to her jumping up and down.

I still couldn't cum though so I blame the condom. She says "slow down there you are not that big that it gets so tight on you". I took it as any other shit test and promply throat fucked her.

It must have been about 25 minutes when she starts taking my condom off and starts blowing me, sucking on my balls to the point they almost hurt and stroking me. 3 to 4 minutes of that and I come all over my belly, her face, the towel and the sheets as well prompting a " holy jesus" response.

I shower, get out flirt a bit with other girl, the boss-lady and leave.

Notes (Would be TL;DR)

-The fact I couldn't come got a bit awkward but in total was a good thing since it is a mix of my overexcitement was not overly obvious.

-Blowjobs feel amazing. The girl was good at generating suction and also deepthroated like what seemed properly (shouldn't it feel like ramming against something?). I don't know if I'd pay for penetration but I'd be seriously tempted to do so for a BJ.

-On the way out the boss lady asks how it went. I said "your girl is good but I was a little difficult to please today. She made it though". She tells me " yeah you seemed like a tough customer that's why I gave you this one". This was either some sort of ego stroking or means I have a certain air that says I have seen and done a lot more than I actually have.

-When I was done I physically felt a weight dropping from my shoulders and while my posture was good even today it feels like a million times better.

-I can't call this a success until I see what this exposure therapy experiment has done to my fear of success. So on to the field!

That's it! Any thoughts?