Beyond Appearances - Finding Your Own Way

To the readers of this site: In 2007, I embarked on an adventure that took me out of my day-to-day life. Up to my neck in debt, I needed an escape valve, a way to bypass the lack of money, the financial stress. Luxury prostitution emerged as an alternative, fast and lucrative, don't judge me, I was only 19 years old. Not telling anyone was a deliberate choice. Imagine, people around me discovering that the scholarly girl in the family was now leading a double life? I couldn't risk my relationship with my family, much less being the target of alien gossip from the neighbors. I went headlong into the world of prostitution and quickly got used to sleeping with all kinds of men. I have to admit, you've had your rough days, dealing with different personalities, expectations and situations wasn't always easy, after all, the life of a luxury escort has its ups and downs, just like any other profession, right? So here I am, sharing my darkest secrets with thousands of people, and the world out there is complicated, full of nuances that no one would fully understand. In the next few lines, the party that changed my life, read, and please leave comments, votes, already: Thank you. Diary of Fernanda <unk> Sunday, the 28th of October 2007. Good morning, my dear diary? Yesterday, Saturday, October 27, 2007, I had a completely out of the ordinary experience! <unk> I, Fernanda, 20 years old, went to a masked ball in the countryside of São Paulo, and it wasn't just any party. It was the party of my life, you know? I repeat: the best party I've ever been to in my life. I'm very wrong if I'm lying, but nobody is going to read this shit, let them travel, Fernanda, rs. The dance was at a ranch hotel in Indaiatuba, SP. I spent the whole day with Juliana, the Jujuba. We went to the beauty parlor, manicure, and a walk in the mall, where we bought the gala dresses for the dance. Do you see that I'm still excited? <unk> Because it was such an exciting night that I couldn't help but record the wonderful details that I experienced. A party full of stupendous surprises, orgies, like those ancient parties of the Roman empire, where sex and prostitution predominated, like in the stories of Caligula, the emperor. Now, it's 10:34 a.m. daily, the day is sunny, I'm here in my rented apartment having breakfast, eating some toast with jelly, drinking coffee with hot milk. I'll summarize because a lot of things happened at this party and I don't want to spend hours writing. First of all, one helped the other, in the dress, the dresses, the hairstyle, the hair and the makeup. Mine was a long blue dress with lace details that made me feel like a princess. Juhu was stunning in a red dress, which displayed her beauty in an elegant and seductive way. I owe it to Juhu. She invited me, won the invitations of a client who could not attend. My God, each invitation cost two thousand reais. Juliana who drove to Indaiatuba, and when we got there, lots of beautiful, expensive cars parked in the parking lot, I've never seen so many rich people in one place, everyday. From the moment we arrived, we were struck by the magic of the event. The farmhouse hotel was beautifully decorated, with lights and an immersive soundtrack that made us feel like we were in a fairy tale. We caught the attention of some men who were still in line. Cell phones, cameras and cameras were forbidden to enter. It was written both on the invitation and on the sign at the entrance to the ball. As soon as we entered the hall, we were impressed by the impeccable decoration and attention to detail. The tables were decorated with lovely flower arrangements, and the lighting created a romantic and seductive atmosphere for the visitors. The drinks and food were delicious and exquisite. We tasted tasty cocktails and finely prepared dishes that made us appreciate every bite. There were waiters circulating in the space, offering the visitors drinks of all kinds and tastes, a luxury. The ball was packed with beautiful, well-dressed people, each with their own intriguing masks that added magic and mystery to the night. The music was lively, playing engaging rhythms, and the space for dancing was perfect to express our sensuality in every movement. Juliana and I danced and laughed, making the most of every moment. The energy of the party was contagious, and the fun seemed to have no end. The dancing was memorable! During the evening, I also had the opportunity to meet some interesting and charming people. There were beautiful boys and girls my age with older men. They were supposed to be lovers or companions like us. Juliana and I talked with some of them, laughed, creating special bonds that made the evening even more memorable. At one point of the dance, Ju to me. <unk> <unk>Fê, are we going to get some rich customers? <unk> <unk> We started laughing, people who were next to us, did not understand our laughter, rs. Daily, whore that is whore does not waste time. The ball offered a complete menu of people who could be our customers, both men and women, beautiful ladies who were old enough to be our mothers. We were attentive, looking at everything and everyone, without exception. Ju got first, he was a tall man, you could not see his face because he wore a mask. In a blink of an eye, the bitch of Ju disappeared with the man. Then she told me, <unk>that she took his face to the bathroom and sucked him until he laughed. <unk> I was alone looking for customers, until I went to another part of the party, where there were sofas and couples kissing, others already rubbing themselves in sex and the whorehouse rolling at will. Deeper, my eyes were captured by a beautiful and mysterious couple: Macedo, 53 years old, and Luciene, 50 years old. They were not married, they had been dating for two years. The couple was kissing her sitting on her lap on one of the many sofas that the space provided to their most daring guests. They radiated an electrifying energy unlike anything I had ever seen. I decided to approach them on the biggest stick, after all, I am a program girl, and I was ready to throw all the social conventions out the window. In my approach to the couple, we talked and instantly became friends. I don't know, but it was like we were soul mates lost in a sea of unknown faces. When I told them my age, the couple was surprised, they asked some personal questions, like where I lived, if I had a boyfriend. They were very curious. I lied in all the answers, rs. Driven by curiosity and the adrenaline in the air, I was invited by the couple, to explore a reserved space, where the most excited, exchanged sexual experiences in reserved cabins. The adrenaline flowed in my veins as I followed Macedo and Luciene into the unknown. As soon as I arrived in this space, I saw everything: from women fucking with a row, to moans, screams and laughter. Some cabins were open and many curious, couples and loners watching everything. If my memory serves me right, they had about 20 cabins, and it was a large, adapted room with small, private cabins, one next to the other, and inside there was just the basics, not a very big bed, and a roll of toilet paper, but the bathrooms were close by. When we managed to get into one of the booths, the masks fell off, both literally and metaphorically. I identified with them as the girl on the show. Luciene was mouthing off, excited, excited, asking me questions. She was that kind of person with an adventurous spirit as well as being beautiful. Blonde, short, clarinet-brown eyes, sexy mouth, perfect teeth. A charming, crazy person, rs, daily. She kissed me on the mouth out of nowhere, and I was startled at the moment, and I felt her touch all over my body, and her small, delicate, soft hands explored every corner of my body, and I have a chill in my spine just from writing. I was taller than both of them. Macedo, a handsome, grey man, also kissed me while Luciene kissed me on the neck. That made me shiver. Out of nowhere, we began to undress inside the cabin. We sucked Macedo's penis with him standing on the bed. In the game, there was even a dispute, who sucked him more sexy. The only thing I didn't like being inside that cabin, was that at all times someone was knocking on the door, or wanting to participate, or to watch us. Macedo didn't open the door to anyone. Whoever knocked, he took it in the ass. Thinking here: <unk> I plunged into an ocean of pleasure. <unk> How, water falling from the waterfall, it was all very fast, when I realized, I was on all fours in bed, with Macedo eating me and Luciene kissing me. Macedo assured me, many moans of satisfaction, pumping a thick stick in my "little one". Not more than three minutes later, in my ass, then I moaned loudly. He was a "horse". He had a unique ability, his movements with mine gave connection and pleasure to both of us. When he gave satisfaction even without mocking, he let me go. Then, daily, comes the best part of the night. Luciene and I discovered the female complicity in all its splendor. She lay down in front of me with her legs stretched out. Her mouth had big lips and was extremely smelly. Between tongues and gentle touches, we both surrendered to that night of pure lust, defying all the norms of lesbianism. She grabbed my hair and deepened my face in her femininity. The pleasure was as stupendous as our most secret fantasies. I made her groan with trembling legs. Luciene had a strong, manly orgasm, drenching my lips with her liquids. My dear diary, I shall treasure this moment in the depths of my memory, for the crown, that is to say, Luciene, was the first woman with whom I made love since I entered prostitution. Best of all, daily, the crown was tireless, insatiable. <unk> After my oral on her, she <unk> rode <unk> for a while on the partner, on the Macedo, jumping on the crown like no one crazy. He took her to the heights with several deep and daring penetrations. The couple gave themselves to pleasure in every possible way. I stood in the background, watching everything, watching their most secret fantasies and intensifying the total pleasure. Shhhh, I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun... Another part that it would be a sin not to record, daily. The thing was getting to an uncontrollable level. Luciene and I, taken by emotion, joined our little faces and received from Macedo, moaning and the disappointing "enjoyment" on the face. Only drops. I almost laughed, but I had to restrain myself, so much expectation for nothing, what a mess. Luciene and I, for a moment, stared at each other's faces while Macedo was beating his member on our forehead. It seemed that time had stopped, and only the three of us were there. It was very crazy to look at her, I don't know, I began to feel attracted by Luciene's beauty and sensuality. It's even strange as I write. It was undeniable: <unk> I was about to have my first lesbian experience with a woman who was old enough to be my mother. <unk> At the time, daily friend, I didn't even think about it, rs. Without hesitation, I approached Luciene with a sweet and serene look. I felt alive and excited and at the same time scared of the unknown. As I had never had sex with a woman, I let her guide me. Her experience was visible in every touch and caress. She gently guided me to explore a new path of pleasure. We surrendered to desire, consuming different positions to maximize pleasure. We started in the position of the inverted missionary, allowing me to explore every corner of her body with precision and intensity. Then the inverted cowgirl. I was on top of her, and she opened my butt and stuck two fingers in my ass. There, I revealed to me the inner strength I didn't know, as she surrendered herself totally to my driving. As we explored new positions, pleasure flowed through every inch of our being. Luciene, she made fun of me twice, her tongues were magic. She had a lot of experience in lesbianism. Every moment with her, it was a class, unforgettable, full of groans, licking, pepper scrubs, with pepper, whispers that echoed in that private room. Macedo did not participate, sat in the background on a bench in front of us, watched the whole thing playing a lonely fist, rs. Diary, then came the end. <unk> Luciene lay in bed with her legs stretched out. She explained what she wanted from me. I confess, I was scared at first because I had never done that. But my curiosity and desire to learn and allow myself to live new experiences spoke louder, pay attention. I explored, with my right hand, new territories to discover unknown facets of lesbianism. Cautiously, I inserted my hand into Luciene's vagina, slowly and slowly. Until this moment, as I write, I do not believe that I was able to do that. But it was necessary to use a sliding gel of the brand (Hot Flowers). (It was not mine, it was hers.) At last, daily, moans of pleasure, coming from Luciene, echoed through the white walls of the cabin. I moved my hand, as in the movements of a penis, her vagina was wide inside, also the woman gave birth to two children a few years ago. That's where my madness came from. Overcome with excitement, I said, "Oh, I want to!" First, I took my hand out of the woman's vagina -- another image that's going to take a long time to get out of my mind -- I had a view of the inside of her vagina -- I didn't think this was the inside of women -- and I was thinking at the time, "Am I going or am I quitting?" -- I took courage and faced the experience, day by day. I lay on the bed with my legs stretched out. She explored my vagina with the gel, applying it inside and out, and in her hands. Her hand was small and fat fingers. I felt tension when Luciene inserted the first fingers. I looked at her. She concentrated on my vagina. Then exchanging glances. In the fourth finger I felt the "little girl" stretch all the way. My God, what a strange feeling, it was as if I had four limbs inside my "little rose". Luciene changed the position of the fingers, in the shape of a cushion, joining the five fingers. In short, daily, my face is not yet ready, I did not have the same readiness of a woman in her fifties, where I could even hold it, it started to hurt a lot, I'm not as wide as her. But, one thing I will say: <unk>It was just the beginning of my lesbian journey, and I'm excited for what the future holds. <unk> Macedo and Luciene showed me a world where pleasures go hand in hand, where limits are challenged and where life becomes a galaxy of discoveries. They paid me, I mean, Macedo paid me (three hundred reais) for the transaction, they have more, he took my contact for future meetings, saying he will call me. Luciene and I went to the women's bathroom to clean up, to put on makeup, but we ended up kissing in one of the women's bathrooms, with the right to insert our fingers in each other's nipples, and I swear, she really touched me. It wasn't just the two of us, there were other women in other bathrooms, a buzzing of lesbian groans. After the caresses, we stumbled a little further inside the bathroom. Luciene told me: <unk>that she wasn't like that before she met Macedo. He made her change radically. According to Luciene: <unk>Macedo forced her to have sex with three men in a swing house in Rio de Janeiro. <unk> <unk> She said that she liked me, my relaxed way of living life and promised to call me. <unk> Fuck, diary, I, Fernanda, fell madly in love with the 50-year-old crown. Pocha, but the woman is pretty. Yes, yes, I know she's old enough to be my mother. <unk> Bad, so what? She's not. <unk> I'm confused. I need to smoke marijuana and relax. How I've changed, God, I'm not the same Fernanda as before, I've become a whore, and now a lesbian? The conversation extended outside the bathroom in the bar. <unk>Luciene said that she had two children, the older one named Bianca and the younger one named Julio. We separated when Macedo called her, I said goodbye to the couple and went to look for <unk>piranha<unk> of Juliana, but I didn't find her until later, when she was dancing with a pretty crown. We stayed at the party until 4:00 in the morning. We chose not to stay in the city, we went back to São Paulo. <unk>She said that she had sex with three men. The bitch was born to be <unk>vagabunda<unk>, she's light, that is. I didn't feel like screwing other people, but I gave three of my contact cards to a bunch of cute guys who wouldn't take their eyes off me when I was sipping a shot of whiskey sitting in the bar stool. I think that's it, diary. Today, I added another page to my diary of experiences, a page that I will always remember, where I allowed myself to explore and discover who I am and what excites me, and from that experience, I came out even stronger, more confident and ready to face other daring challenges that life can offer me. Enough writing, until next time, It was Fernanda.