How I Became a Whore

Just a parenthesis in the unfolding of my bastard initiation, if that's what you mean. I 'm telling you this at the request of a friend . I say it's the whore's certificate because long before that I had already turned myself in to my boss and more. Sexually, there's nothing new, nothing I haven't already done or given. What I'm about to report happened, as usual, in Sintra. It happened in late winter and early spring. It was a beautiful morning, and I thought it would go on like this, so I put on a light, long dress but with a side slit that in certain positions showed my legs and thighs, high-heeled shoes and no socks, dental floss panties and no bra. But the karma. I felt beautiful and sexy and happy. And it's at this point that a whole series of events begin... When I got in the car and tried to start it, it wouldn't start... shit... it had left the thermostats on overnight and the battery was dead. As I was already late, I woke up my little horn in a hurry to get to work. I, without a car, tried to arrange with Paulo (my little horn) if he could pick me up, in case I couldn't get corona home, or in the last case I would call a taxi to return... Since he didn't know what time he would be dispatched we thought that the best thing would be for me to take a taxi.. (of course my idea was that my boss would give me corona and, if he had time, take him to my bed for him to give me a quick climb) In the morning everything went well, with my boss's usual shenanigans whenever we could... I hadn't told him my idea yet. I wanted to surprise him. Fuck me in my horny bed. I went to lunch, but when I went to pay the bill, the ATM didn't accept my card because it had already expired (I forgot to bring the new card) but as you know me I could pay the next day. Without worrying much, I went back to work thinking of asking my boss for some money (borrowed, of course.. kkkkk) so I could take a taxi or he could take me, but to my surprise he had left and was not coming back today.. I didn't know what to do because I only had money for the train. With the day already ruined I called Paulo to tell him what had happened... if he could come and pick me up... no, I didn't know what time he was leaving... so I could catch the train to Rio de Mouro, which by then would already be dispatched and even if it was late I could wait in a cafe... With the late shifts and all the bullshit I was doing, I ended up being late, and when I left, it was already dark, and it was cold and raining... perfect weather for what I was wearing... I'm being sarcastic. To get to the station there are two paths... a darker, less frequented one and a longer, more illuminated and busy one. I was in a hurry, so I went with the former. I was just thinking about what a shitty day I've had when I notice a car has been following me for a while, and I stop to see if that's what's going on, and I look back, and I just kind of stand there, curious. As soon as I stop, the car pulls up, stops next to me, the window opens and a man asks me to come closer... when I get to his feet I bend down, unintentionally leaving my tits a little exposed, he asks me how much I get for giving him a blowjob, while I shamelessly caress his penis. I was unresponsive for a few seconds, and after a number of thoughts flashed through my head, and seeing his stick, which was nothing to throw away, I thought it was a waste not to take advantage of the situation... money for a cab, to get out of the rain and still have some fun. Hesitantly, not knowing the price, he said it was 25 euros. - 25 euros just for a blow job? - he asked..If for that price he had no right to anything else.. I smiled, leaned over the window, and now on purpose, showing more of my breasts, I replied that if I could arrange anything else, offering even more of my boobs ... he smiled and leaning towards me (I was on the opposite side of the car) put his hand in the cleavage, putting them out, and I was in a ridiculous position ... leaning, with my boobs inside the window and my face against the roof and my ass stuck. The ideal position to eat me from behind ... which unfortunately did not happen. Of course, it was already all wet. After he played with them, twisting my nipples with one hand and jerking off with the other, he told me to come in. My dark, fat cunt was throbbing with desire. I rushed in, still with my boobs out... as I sat down, the crack in my dress opened, revealing my thighs and a glimpse of my panties. I asked him for the money, which he quickly did, asking where I used to work. I suggested a parking lot that is near the train station where there are also taxis, a dark place at that time and that I know well. And, of course, I was already masturbating to him while he stuck his hands between my thighs already far apart, groped my hottie, pulled away his panties and stuck his finger in my mealy-mouthed cunt, craving for a stick. The park was relatively close, and while he was driving, I was leaning over him licking and swallowing that juicy roll... we almost had an accident, so we had to slow down with the jokes. As soon as we parked, he turned to me and grabbed my head and pulled it close to his mast, which I willingly did, swallowing it all at once, making me choke and drool as I tried to control my breathing. I was touching myself... I was delirious... suddenly without warning I hear him groan... a pulsation in my throat and then waves and waves of thick, warm milk flowing through my mouth, chin... trying to swallow as much as possible... I can't stand it... I force myself more... I burst into my fingers groaning because I still had his penis in my mouth. He, after a few moments, he thought it was over, but no, I want more. I keep sucking, licking his balls, dick, head... he plays with my tits... Hard again. Quickly I turn around, lift up my dress, take off my underwear and holding his roll I point it at my pussy and bury it all in me moaning .. he holds himself better .. the coming and going inside me getting stronger and faster .. the slaps .. the scolding me .. I ask more and more and more .. The pulsar... the deep, hard blow... again... milk... sweet milk exploding inside me... flooding my cave... our laughter trickling down my thighs. It's coming out of me. After resting for a while, I asked with a cheerful smile if it was worth the 25 euros. He laughed and said yes, and if I used to work there at night, I laughed, and I said, "Only sometimes", while I cleaned myself up as best I could. And so with taxi money I became a whore