"Beyond Appearances: Finding Your Own Way". Chapter sixty-one. "Beyond Appearances: Finding your own way". Chapter sixty-one.

Diary of Fernanda <unk> Sunday, the 30th of March 2008. Hey, good morning, my diary. I turned off the TV after hearing about a tragedy, but let's talk about the good stuff. Last night, I received a very charming crown here, with all gray hair, and I confess, daily: I had a lot of fun with it, I made a lot of money, I also enjoyed sex, the adrenaline that comes with work. And another thing I missed, was writing here, on my notebook, in my little corner. Well, during those days off, I took the time to organize my college assignments, study for a test, finish a job, shop at the supermarket, go to the mall, and of course, take a haircut at the salon to feel beautiful and refreshed, the break was good, but nothing like getting back to routine. Later today, I'll be receiving Leticia here at home, and I've hidden a lot of the work stuff so she won't suspect anything. It's boring and tiring to have to maintain this facade, this lie, I like it, but I don't fully trust myself to risk and tell that I'll become a tramp. I'm here looking towards the kitchen, and I'm talking; I'm not in the mood to cook at all. I had an idea... I'll take her out to lunch, so I don't have to spend a lot of time here. So... it's now 9:07 in the morning. The sky is a little cloudy, the weather is chilly, and I'm here in a black sweater, no panties, lying on my back on the bed, typing on my laptop. It's so good... I feel comfortable like this. Look, lately I've been wanting to get a tattoo, I have some ideas, but I'm afraid I won't like it or I'll regret it later. Ah, about yesterday's customer, his name is Leoncio. He went a little overboard, let's say; a little rough. I still feel an uncomfortable little pain there in that place because of it. Nothing that doesn't pass, but the guy could have handled it, right? ... Leoncio contacted me on Friday, asking if I could meet him on Saturday night for an hour and a half. I said yes, but asked him to send me his picture first. When I received the e-mail, there he was: bearded, wearing civilian clothes. I liked him, a tall and handsome man, as I had already imagined. <unk> He had more. Leôncio made a special request: that I dress up as a sexy girlfriend. (That was his fetish). I thought it was curious, I found it at the time. He also mentioned that he was not from São Paulo, but from Cuiabá <unk>MT. He was passing through the city. <unk> We set for 9 o'clock, right here in my apartment. Yesterday, I spent most of the day getting ready, not just for this show, but for the whole week, first to the beauty parlor, then to the manicure, then to the waxing machine. When I first got here, I took out of the closet the fancy dress, a piece I hadn't worn in a few months, went to the bathroom, then dressed myself exactly as he had asked: a white bra laced with thin transparent straps, matched with a white laced panties also transparent, added the leather strap attached to the white socks, laced at the top, and ended up with white high-heeled shoes and a short veil. Every day, when I looked in the mirror, I felt like a beautiful, slutty, sexy bride, the way it should be. Looking back, it's very funny to think that when I was younger, I dreamed of marrying a virgin, and now I'm laughing as I write this, because what I do, what the clients do to me on the shows, look, it's scare me, and another thing, my virginity has been behind me for a long time, and I'm just laughing so I don't cry. At 8:45 yesterday, the concierge called to tell me that Leoncio had arrived, and then I felt that blessed, little chill in my belly, it's always like that before my appointments. When the doorbell rang, I opened the door in front of me, and there was a tall, handsome, light-eyed man with light skin, but sunburned, thin and gray hair. He was dressed socially: wine polo shirt, dark trousers and brown shoes. Most unusual, he brought a large pizza and a bottle of wine in his hands and I was caught off guard, great for a Saturday night, and then I found out that the pizza was chicken with Catupiry. The client looked at me from top to bottom and analyzed every detail of my fantasy and my body and gave me a lot of compliments, saying that I was beautiful and perfect. Leóncio came in and put the pizza and the bottle on the kitchen table, while I closed the door, of course, noticing the customer and the volume between his legs. After the crown put the pizza and the bottle of champagne on the table, I hardly had time to think. The guy approached and we started kissing right there. I say: What a nice kiss! Of those very intense, drooling, full of will and intentions. I felt his body shake and warm. It was very smelly, strong perfume of a manly man. The way I like it. My <unk>menina<unk>, began to wet, because soon I felt his <unk>menina<unk> hardened in his pants. He would gasp as he praised me, "saying that I was very hot and counting the days to be there with me, face to face". And I say, I need a man like that, rough, handsome, who will fuck me every day and every morning. The kisses became more intense, full of hotness, desire and sensuality. And, I say more... I couldn't resist and I knelt in front of that cute crown, starting to unbutton his pants, then his dark box underwear, the cock was already rigid, the head was droopy and ready for me. What a delight to see that "hard boy" right near my mouth. Without thinking much, I fell out of my mouth, and started licking and sucking a lot, for a long time. I also dedicated myself to paying attention to his balls, sucking while masturbating his penis. I looked at the client sometimes, to see his reactions of pleasure. I remember how much he groaned, holding my head, my hair, just confirming how short he was. I thought he was gonna make fun of me, but he didn't, because he asked me to stop sucking his dick. After a while, the client helped me up. I got up and took off his beautiful shirt. What a nice chest, shaved, some beautiful tattoos. Leôncio retaliated by unbuttoning my bra, sucked my breasts and bent down, pulling my panties carefully. That's when I woke up at the kitchen table, thinking that the crown was going to "fall out of my little girl's mouth", but, no, he got up and started sucking my breasts. The feeling was incredible, he fingered me, I was aroused by the heat and the rhythm of his mouth. All that fire, that intensity, led us to the bed. Our foreplay went on for a while longer. We took turns licking, kissing, stroking and touching, until we got to the very nice and time-consuming 69. The guy was very experienced, I couldn't hold back my moans and enjoyed it. He didn't have time to take off my socks and shoes. When the man put on the condom, he lay down on the bed. I went over and sat my "menina" on his "menino". Everyday, we started fucking at full speed, I rode him like the world was ending, what a fucking good dick, just remembering, I'm already excited, our movements were fast and deep, the client's dick was thick and long, like 16, 18 cm, and the fit was perfect, the client grabbed my hips, my breasts, we exchanged a few kisses, then, out of nowhere, the son of a bitch stopped messing around, turned me over and laid me on the bed. Before we went back to penetration, he came down and went straight to lick my pussy, oh, my God, how nice it was to feel his tongue there, he also sucked my breasts, and we finally kissed. When Leoncio stuck his dick in me at "Mommy and Daddy", my fingernails scratched his back and arms, I left some marks there. He made fun of me inside, but inside the condom, holding my fists on the bed so I wouldn't scratch him. When he let me go, we were sweaty, lying in bed, laughing at what we had just done. After a well-deserved rest, Leoncio suggested that we go to the kitchen to eat pizza and drink wine. I found a great one, because I was already getting hungry. We got up and went there. The pizza was cold, but he insisted on heating it in the oven... while I opened the wine and served it to both of us. When the pizza got hot, I only ate one slice and he ate two. The wine and the pizza were delicious, but more than that, the company of the customer made the moment even more special. I liked him very much, polite, nice people, talkative. He said he was a farm manager. With the conversation flowing naturally, he asked to take a bath with me. Logically I accepted, we dropped everything and went to the bathroom together. <unk> With the hot water falling on us, the weather got hot again. <unk> Wet kisses, caresses and touches that aroused sex on my body. His smile was very nice. The tattoos on his body made him even more attractive. I couldn't resist and, kneeling right there, the man's dick was already hard. <unk> I grabbed it, he groaned, so I licked it, I masturbated and I started performing oral sex on it. The direct contact, the noises, the low moans that it let out, everything seemed perfect at that moment. I stood there for a long time, having fun and entertaining the client. When he asked me to stop, I stopped, he picked me up from the floor, Leoncio turned his back on me, put me against the wall of the box, what a delight, we gave ourselves again. Diary... once again, I know I was wrong, I know I should have reminded the client of the condom, but at that moment the hardness spoke louder. It was a quick and intense sex, he penetrated me a lot, pushed me very hard in the "menina", maybe even more than I'm used to. He was smoothing my whole body, slapped my butt, called me "vagabond and whore" at the peak. ... When he went to have fun, he had fun outside, in my butt, as we had agreed. What a delight... Then he turned to face me, we had a long, drooling, long kiss under the water. We finished the bath and went straight back to bed, where there was more kissing. But his tiredness began to show itself. Leóncio knew how to please me, he showered me with compliments. I, of course, politely thanked him. After all, discreetly, I checked the clock on my cell phone... 30 minutes left of Leóncio's time. Then he asked for a massage. I said yes, he laid on his back on the bed. I took this Johnson & Johnson oil. I poured a little on his back and on my hands. I started with slow, gentle movements, from his shoulders, through his butt to his heels. Then he turned around. And as the massage progressed, his dick reacted, hardening with each more intense touch. I masturbated him very nicely, but he held on and didn't enjoy it. I decided to make the massage even more sensual. I applied the oil to my own body and rubbed myself, front and back, feeling his warm skin against mine. Leóncio gave in to my whims, and that only made me more excited. I took a condom, I put it on, and I went over it, backwards, for anal sex, and I rode and rolled a lot, until the client asked me to switch positions, so I was on all fours, and he kept going. It was intense, delicious moments, lots of noise and moaning... every punch felt like my ass was burning with pleasure... we stayed like this for quite a while, until he took off the condom and made fun of my ass for the third and last time that night. After that, we lay exhausted side by side, talking for a few minutes while catching our breath. The weather became light and pleasant, until my phone rang; warning that the meeting was ending. I warned him. Leôncio got out of bed and took a five-minute bath and was already back in the room dressed. Before leaving, of course, he paid the deposit and added 100 reais for the massage and as a thank you. The customer thanked me for the evening and the attention. I returned, thanking him for the visit, the pizza and the wine. We said goodbye with a kiss at the door, and he left. It's 10:17 now, and as I'm writing this, I'm thinking about how my routine, my life has changed, and I've lost count of how many people I've served and treated, but I know I want to keep going, and it's weird to say this, but somehow this madness, all of this, makes me feel alive. Leticia's coming to visit and I need to hide any trace of my new life from her. I kissed you. Fernanda or Lara... ♪ More photos, you'll find in my albums ♪