Beyond Appearances - Finding Your Own Way

Fernanda's diary: Monday the 5th of November 2007.
Dear Diary
I hadn't answered for four days because I took a few days off, and today was a busy day and, as always, full of surprises.
In the morning I went to Alyssa's apartment before my meeting with client 49, Mr. Silas, a 55-year-old man, was in his third marriage, all body in place, beautiful thighs, some tattoos, two on each shoulder, and the other on the left forearm, doing the style: "Typhoon and hot grandpa". He had checked out twice before this meeting citing lack of time, but today was the day.
As in the old days, I had lunch and then a bath at Alyssa's flat. She was there, and helped me with my makeup and hair. I wore a very red lipstick. I opted for a short white dress. Black underwear. Black sandals with heels. I wore simple but elegant accessories, such as: small purse, wristwatch, bracelet, earrings and necklace, (all jewelry). After all, presentation is crucial in this business.
I took a cab to the Pullman Hotel in the Olympic Village, certain that I would be reimbursed by Mr. Silas.
Arriving at the establishment, I met a colleague at the reception desk. Blonde, tall, beautiful, she must have been about 25 years old, dressed more vulgarly than me. A brief exchange of glances and some indiscreet questions revealed that her name was Viviane, and she was about to meet a client at that place. As we climbed together in the elevator, she couldn't resist and asked about my client's age. With a smile, I answered: "almost 60 years old". I asked her about her client's age. I found out that her client was 34. A brief conversation, but enough for her to give me one of her cards and create a bond between us. We said goodbye when I reached the fifteenth floor, each going to a different destination.
<unk> These chance encounters with other professionals always make me reflect on the diversity of stories that exist behind each of us.
Even before I knocked on the door of room 1108, a handsome waiter coming out of the next suite made a compliment, and I thanked him. I took the opportunity to leave him handing him one of my contact cards, I also told him, "If he gets a customer, he would get 30% of the cash and at the end, I revealed my price". He replied, "From guests asking about girls of programs for employees". He thanked me, putting my card in the pants pocket of his uniform and went away pushing the cleaning cart.
After this brief interlude, I gathered up my clothes and hair before knocking on the customer's door. (Two-hour program) Silas did not take long to open the door, and there stood a dark-skinned man, tattooed, with gray hair, a short beard of the same shade, expressive look, green eyes, wrinkles, strong bio-type, 5 feet 7 inches tall, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, plus white flip-flops.
When I thought that we were going to greet each other with a kiss or a hug, the tension was already high on his part, of course, when Silas pressed me against the door and kissed me with an overwhelming desire. It took my breath away. It seemed that we had known each other for years, but, no, it was our first meeting. At the end of that kiss, his lips were on my lipstick, it seemed, with the mouth of a clown, rs.
After we closed the door, I was afraid, what this man lacked was experience, everyday. The kisses continued standing between the bed and the white sofa. He took my bag from my shoulder, and it ended up falling on the floor. The meeting went on to other intense moments. We walked to the bed and before we climbed it, Silas was hugging me, passing his hands all over my body, he said: "I was beautiful and cute". Then I took my right hand and put it inside his pants to feel the stick stiffen. What a slow, rs, rs, rs.
After a while, daily, we climbed into bed, kissed for a while and started to take off our clothes, I took off his shirt, he took off my dress, praised my body, and laid me on the bed. Then he climbed on top of me and continued to kiss my whole body until he took off my bra, touched and sucked my breasts. Then he took off my panties. <unk>Commented that he liked to lick vaginas with the smell of urine<unk>. Safado, I was in front of an old maniac, rs.
Then he stretched my legs, smelled my "little girl" and put his mouth licking me deliciously. Silas sucked it as if he was kissing a mouth! His eyes were intense, amazed, a scene that will forever remain in my memory. His licking was a delicious sensation! He continued on my butt, anus, as I turned and put on all fours. With him everything was very fast, we hardly spoke; a <unk>oi<unk>, and we were already in the whorehouse, rs.
We went back to kissing, I took off the rest of his clothes, listening to his depraved speeches against my person, saying: "Delicate, whore, bitch". He left me with only sandals and nothing else. When he took off his underwear (black color), his dick was hard pointed upwards "babbling". What a beautiful penis, everyday. Wasn't he gifted, 15 cm? His member left me with water in my mouth. Before licking it, I grabbed it, and I checked if it wasn't dirty or smelly. Luckily for me, it wasn't everyday, on the contrary, it was even smelly, rs.
In the oral, I started with little pauses and little licks, putting my tongue around his head, then I went down and licked his balls, and I stayed there for a minute or two, and then I went back up to suck his penis really nice, and I sucked him on masturbation, and he was moaning, and he was like, "That's nice", but he didn't enjoy it, and Silas was looking at me and he was smiling, and he was amazed at me, and I thought he was very talkative, like, "Oh, what a delicious mouth", or, "Fuck my little cock", or, "What a slut".
I sucked him a little longer until Silas told me to stop or he'd have fun in my mouth before he ate me. We stopped and kissed again. Then he licked my breasts willingly, and I'm already lying in the "Mommy and Daddy" position and moving over me like he's fucking me. But I reminded him of the condom. I asked him to put it on quickly, because he (Silas) had left me with too much desire. All lies, daily, I was more concerned about protecting myself from diseases, rs.
He believed my conversation, jumped out of bed and went to get a condom from his suitcase, came back opening the wrapper on his tooth. I lay with my legs open, positioning myself on the bed. I practically demanded that he fuck me, opening my vagina with two fingers. But that didn't happen immediately, he positioned himself in the middle of my legs, rubbing the head of his penis on the entrance of my "little one" so that I could feel the warmth of his member. That gave me an uncontrollable erection. I asked him several times to penetrate me, but no, he insisted on rubbing it. He stayed in this little knot with that rubbing on it as if he was rubbing me. I'd like to feel the warmth of his blowjob rubbing his member.
<unk> First time I ever caught a customer with that kind of taste.
Before he got too excited and stuck his dick in without protection, I warned him about putting on a condom. Silas drew a wry smile. Mentally, he said to him, "You think I'm stupid just because I'm new?"
What a delight, daily, was the old man's penetration. First he put my hands above my head and held them with his hands and slowly penetrated me already in the movements. Then he accelerated and maintained the rhythm. He came to ask me: <unk> if I could still feel his penis. <unk> Fuck, the guy called me <unk> smashed <unk> in the hard face. I answered him, with a very short <unk> yes <unk>. Then he started kissing me and we were fucking in this position for a while. When he let go of my hands, I gave him a nice scratch on the back, for saying what to me, i.e. He: <unk> Shhhh <unk>.
We switched positions, and this time with me on top, I rode up front with my feet on the bed, deep penetration, where I felt him all the way in, and I took a lot of shots and slaps on my ass, and instead of him mocking me, I enjoyed this position of rolling my eyes, feeling a few fingers poking my ass.
So we decided to have sex with a laddinho. What a delight!!! It seemed that I had entered the sky, daily. Silas penetrated with everything in my vagina, then interrupted, keeping him at the bottom. We stayed like this for a short time, because then he joked, saying: <unk>ah, tô joking, tô fucking joking<unk>. Repeating more times...
When he took off my "little boy" penis, he immediately took off the condom, tied a knot and threw it on the floor. We lay there for a while, looking at each other, at the ceiling, talking about the trance. Then he went to the bathroom, and I, I went to hydrate myself. I had half a bottle of ice-cold mineral water.
When he came back, I went to the bathroom to urinate, and when I came back, Silas offered me a drink, but I refused, so I stayed in the mineral water while he drank a national red wine.
We went to the couch where I sat naked on his lap with my legs open, and we were flirting, like, kissing, and he stroked my body, and he kissed my neck, and he fingered my vagina, and when he took it off, he smelled his fingers, and he played with my clitoris, and I never thought about leaving, and I let him use my body however he wanted, and he didn't stop until he called me to bed.
Silas sucked all of me, daily, manipulating his tongue on my clitoris while squeezing the beaks of my breasts for a while until I mocked, I shouted from excitement, pulling his gray hair. What a delight! He didn't let me lick it. "Saying that I didn't want to mock".
After the first one, I didn't think he'd be able to climb anymore, because he was licking me for a while, and then all of a sudden, he put on a condom, and we had a delicious second round.
He had a piercing gaze and a warm smile that gave me chills. As we had already fucked, I was determined to give myself completely to him. Our bodies were full of desire and adrenaline. His warm lips met mine in a hungry kiss, while his hand landed on my vagina, penetrating two fingers inside. Without breaking the rhythm and in the heat of the moment, he lay on the bed, and I, went over, but on my back. There was no time to get my gel in the bag, I relied on the lubricant in the condom. I felt my leg in the direction of his member and quickly rode, revealing my body eager for contact.
His penis explored every inch of the inside of my anus, covering me with groans. I rode, using my feet as support, rekindling the 'puta' that is in me. It was difficult to have high control, daily, with a whole penis in the cavities. My groans went far. Silas kept teasing me, passing his fingers on my clitoris, urging me to jump more intensely. Son of a bitch. But I thought more about the cons than the pros, knowing that my anus would be next, as it is hurting right now. So I lowered the intensity of the rides, asking him to stop stimulating me. Silas pretended not to hear me and continued with his fingers there. I simply kept his fingers on my clitoris after we changed position.
After that, every day, at Silas's request, we got out of bed, lay down on a black carpet that covered the front of the sofa, Silas ate me there in the "Mommy and Daddy anal", and then in the vagina, and explored every inch of my body, rekindling the fire of desire in me, and our bodies began to sweat, and I slipped on the carpet, and the cowardice took over, and our minds moved gracefully in a clandestine rhythm.
When, then, Silas turned his back on me, making me arch my body and stand on all fours in a delicious ecstasy, the carpet rubbed against my hands and knees, mingling with the warmth of his touch, feeling that the trance was coming to an end, we gave up and got up to another sofa near the window, where I stood on all fours, with my legs wide apart, with the need to give myself even more.
At my request, we interspersed, a little anal, a little vaginal. Silas gently penetrated my vagina, I looked at him at that moment and thought: "Dude, is this guy old enough to be my father? " Yes, it's very disturbing to be 20 years old and do everything with a 55-year-old man in the hotel. But they are bones of the craft. Silas looked at me with passion and desire. His eyes burned with sweat and fatigue. He kissed me fiercely while his hands clutched my waist. The pleasure in us, left us in a state of ecstasy. When, suddenly, the old man had an idea of nothing. It was all very fast, daily, so he did not lose his temper and soften his dick. We had sex in the bathroom. And I say to you: "It was delicious ... "
Silas took it upon himself to turn on the shower and push me into the center of the boxing ring, letting the drops of hot water run down our already boiling bodies. Driven by the heat, he knelt behind me and licked my intimacy willingly as my legs trembled with pleasure. There were no boundaries between us, only heat and excitement, which drove us in pursuit of climax.
Carrying himself to the end, he stood up in a burst of pleasure and satisfaction. Silas penetrated my "little boy" from behind, holding tightly to my waist. He gave about ten pumps, interrupting once and for all, saying: "Ah, lower, lower, lower, lower, lower". Indicating that he wanted to ejaculate on my face. I obeyed him and lowered myself. In the meantime, daily, as I positioned myself in front of him. The "old man" took off the condom already aimed at my head on my face, ready to mock.
Anyway, he laughed in my face, and I remember, day by day, facing him there on the bathroom floor, feeling his satisfaction at having ejaculated on my face, discovering a new version of myself, a version free of the shackles, and alongside Silas and the others to come, I know that my audacity will continue to flourish, leading me to discover new ways to experience pleasure.
I stayed on my back for a while, sucking the head of his penis, then I wiped my face and mouth before he pulled me off the floor and we hugged and kissed passionately, letting our bodies recover from the intense surrender.
When we came back from the bath together, at the client's request, I was naked and on all fours in bed. He bent my buttocks to look at my ass and my muzzle. He looked at them for a while, silent, then smelled them. I didn't understand it was fucking nothing, daily.
Then we made love in bed for a while, and I smoothed his chest hair while we chatted casually, drinking that Portuguese wine with him.
In this conversation. Silas said he had two daughters, one my age, the other 18 years old. He showed the pictures of the daughters. They were quite beautiful. Curious, I cautiously entered the topic of incest, asking him, "Do you have a passion for the daughters?" And I joked, "If you wanted, you could adopt me". We started laughing, daily. While my question and his answer. Silas took time to answer, in fact, he did not answer because he changed the subject, "noting that I was going to make a trip to the United States at the end of this month". The guy was very smooth, dodging the question. I left quietly.
Silas released me 30 minutes early, but before that, another session of my oral sex on him, I sucked him on the bed with all the affection and delicacy, kissing his penis, stroking his balls, then climbed on his neck and kissed him masturbating his member, already descending to suck him, staying there until he enjoys in my mouth.
I didn't swallow a drop of his fun, I got out of bed and dumped it in the bathroom sink. I washed my face, my mouth, and I was already putting my clothes to go. When I came back, Silas paid me with the cash in a white envelope. It was no fun to take out the money and count it in front of him. I asked permission to go back to the bathroom, claiming that I had forgotten my underwear. I was lying! I went back to the bathroom just to count the amount. I had a hundred reais more than we had agreed. I put the money in the bag and came back showing off my body.
In our farewell, he touched my breasts and my butt, belonging to the other, and I thanked him for calling me, and he was kind to me, and he thanked me for visiting by smoothing my body over my dress, and Silas walked me to the door, and we shook hands, and we hugged, and I left his suite quickly before he called me back, and I got off the elevator and went back to my apartment in a taxi, and then I went back to college on the subway, and I'm here finishing up another registration.
It's 11:53 and I think it's just good night, daily.
With love in my heart,
It was Fernanda.