Few days ago I had the best sex I've ever had in my whole life. It was with a prostitute, the last in a series of six hookers I had sex with in three days spent in Germany. The time I spent with that particular whore was special, almost perfect in every way.
Now I'm back home, I can't stop thinking about her. There is nothing I want more than fucking her again, and I dread at the thought that it may very well never happen.
The power of women over men is insane. We are just puppets to them once we're addicted to their body.
As an escortcel, I can relate. Hookers around my area are usually 35 and ugly. March last year, I found a Brazilian one in her 20s, perfect in everyway, I couldn't believe how she looked.
In fact, now I think about it, she had probably had cosmetic surgery on her face and body, but subtle enough not to be immediately noticeable.
I couldn't stop thinking about her afterwards and promised myself I would see her the week after. But she had moved to another part of the country, hundreds of miles away, without warning.
I even sent a couple of cucked texts in my desperation to find out more about her and if she will be coming back to my area.
Alas she didn't return, but getting my hands on her soft flesh is a memory I'll cherish forever.
But to get there I've had to endure some crazy crack whore that threatened me with a knife, multiple eastern european foids with terrible attitudes and service, ugly entitled British foids also with crap service trying to tell me how to handle them and how not to handle them and much more besides.
This is why I think those who are against escortceling are just hurting themselves to keep on their high horse so they can judge escortcels. If you haven't had any foid attention by the age of 25, you should spend what remains of you're 20s escortceling and enjoying every minute imo.
I know it's my hormones and that foids are worthless sacks of flesh, but they are just sooo...you know. You get obsessed with them, their bodies at least, it's so impossible to resist their soft flesh, like getting a 2 litre bottle of fresh water in the desert.
My best advice is to go and find a different one. I know the struggle though, you search and endure terrible ones to get to that one good one, but when you do find it, it's worth it.
It's crazy. I notice this when I'm out approaching - there have been times when I've touched a girl on the shoulder or held her hands or even just stood close enough to her and I've had a semi as a result. One time I approached this girl after staring at her big thick ass in her tight jeans and just standing close to her was such a turn on, and when I got home that night I knocked one out thinking of her in less than two minutes.
Looking at pictures and videos for fap material is one thing, but it's a whole different world when you actually experience physical contact.
Hello fellow approachcel. I know what you mean. A few times foids have offered their hands for me to shake and just feeling their feminine hands in my ugly ogre hands is so nice. I am a beast and I know it, they don't though. They don't know the way I see them.
I think approachceling is good, you are taking you're sexual energy and using it as it was intended. I find it impossible to imagine ever ascending through approachceling though.
And it seems whenever I start doing well and getting into the rhythm, something gets in the way. Like as soon as it feels like my inhib is lowering, I have a bad experience and that makes me feel on my guard again.
I might drop you a DM later and we can exchange approaching stories.
