Beyond Appearances: Finding Your Own Way.

It's Monday at 22:16. Dear Diary Today is January 21, 2008, and here I am, immersed in my thoughts, the television is on the Globo Network, I'm accompanied by fine wine and cubes of Swiss cheese. Night is falling outside as I'm writing these words, and I feel like my period is coming, maybe today, or tomorrow, or the day after, at the most, and that's always a difficult time when I lose a lot of clients and have to postpone or cancel appointments, but for now, I'm trying to seize the moment. Yesterday, I had a delicious lunch with my family. I laughed, talked, and had a lot of fun with them. Sometimes it's good to have these moments of lightness and forget my profession even for a moment. Today, Monday, was one of those days where determination outweighs any fatigue, and I'm still recovering from the intense night at the Inner Club, but I knew I needed to face one more encounter to ensure my livelihood. The client this time was Aramis, first date. He's a charming 57-year-old businessman. He's short, fat, with black eyes and gray hair. A month ago, this man was eager to meet me practically, texting me every day, but only now have I managed to reconcile our schedules. After a long shower, I whimsically put on makeup, trying to disguise the fatigue that still hung over me. I opted for a red flannel panties, a white button-down blouse, and a pink miniskirt, complemented by a pair of ribbons, earrings, a wristwatch, and a black necklace that adorned my neck, while the red lipstick gave the final touch, ready to charm. We met at a renowned hotel near Paulista Avenue. Aramis wanted to make up for lost time and hired me for two hours. He said: "He wanted to do everything with me". Hmmmmm, yeah, he kept his promise, but I'll talk about it later, rs. So I took a taxi to the hotel, a quick trip that lasted less than 10 minutes, and I made sure to take the bill, which was then reimbursed by the customer, and when I arrived, I was allowed to go up immediately to the first floor, and I went up with three people, two men and one woman, and they all looked at me, and they had an idea of who I was. Room 122, before I rang the bell, I had a malicious thought, I looked around and made sure I was alone, so I took off my panties and put them in my purse to surprise the customer. When I rang the doorbell, I waited about 10 seconds for the door to open, and when the door opened, I got a fright. Aramis, he looked like the American actor Danny DeVito, just a little bit bigger. <unk> He said all cheerful: <unk> Shall we play a little, kitten? <unk> Impressed by his resemblance to the actor, then the speech although I did not expect it, it seemed that we had agreed before, but no, it was pure coincidence. Subsequently, I lifted the miniskirt and showed him my "little flower". His gaze descending on her was everything, rs. My attitude became even more entangled and I confess that I liked it, I had to lower myself a little, because we began to kiss as soon as he locked the door. He started with a very subtle hand-slipping on my ass as he kissed me, and Aramis, Danny DeVito's look-alike, stuck his hand under my miniskirt, running his fingers in, out, and around my boob. Then he grabbed my breasts, and I was so happy when he told me that I was even better than he dreamed, that I thanked him for the compliment and instinctively landed my hand inside his bermuda and played a little light masturbation on his dick. The suite, though beautiful and sophisticated, was not large. When he asked me to go for a walk, I did not hesitate to obey, going three times. I did not go for a walk, then our lips met in a passionate and exciting kiss, daily! We kissed standing up, caressing each other, him touching my vagina under his miniskirt, and me, with my hand inside his bermuda jerking off to his penis that instantly grew in size in my hand. Then we stopped the caresses, the kisses, to undress. I was naked only of little stripes, now Aramis, naked, with a hard stick. We were looking at each other's body. Aramis was all hairy all over his body and had a few flecks all over his body, including his face and thighs, in addition to two beautiful tattoos on his legs. His desire was to kiss and we kissed on the mouth for a while, when we interrupted, I climbed the bed, lying down and opening his legs, saying to him the following: <unk> do you suck me? <unk> <unk> He drew a smile and answered me: <unk> of course <unk>. So, Aramis positioned himself on the bed, then touched it, implying that he wanted to suck me. But that's what I wanted, to be pampered by a man almost three times my age. I took a pillow, and I laid my head on it when finally the client started sucking her, kissing her and admiring her, interrupting the oral to tell me "that my vagina was hot". "I just asked him to shut up and go on", rs. I confess: I was a bit scared while he sucked me, daily. I was afraid that my period would come right on time, I was going to "die of shame" so much that he sucked, but in the end it worked. I managed to enjoy that delicious lick in which I had an orgasm. Aramis sucked me all, when I say all, it is all, even daily, including on the soles of my feet, rs. After a long saga of him sucking me, I had to pay him back in kind, the kind you make the client fall in love more than necessary, you know? I suggested that he lie down on the bed. He obeyed me already knowing what was coming. His dick was very beautiful, the head was pink in the right measure, not big, not small, perfect thickness. You know that member that fills you completely? Then I began to masturbate him slowly, without hurry, with me on all fours, between his legs. I received some compliments, such as: "From my soft hands and the nice way I masturbated". His craving for me grew with each passing second, even more so when I tried to "fall on his dick with my mouth" and massage his balls. He moaned! His testicles had no loose skin, they were firm, then I lowered my mouth towards his hairy sack, I did not suck, I just gave a few soft licks, masturbating the member, I devoted myself, I indulged myself for a while until I went back to suck his penis leaving it well drooling to fit in the condom. The client loved it, daily, he praised me a lot! Through his oral compliments. Caped, I went ahead, I had to capriciously in the seat, because Aramis was holding the member until I sat down, and when I sat down, he gave a long groan. I rolled before the movements positioning myself where I started to go up, down, and roll, initiating a rhythm pleasant for both of us. <unk> <unk> You sit very nice, huh, little girl? <unk> He said to me in a tone of provocation with smiles grabbing me by the hips. As we fucked on full steam, I savored his reactions. He would make funny faces, watching those beautiful dark eyes open and close with pleasure, then pointing them in my direction. Oh, how delicious. Each rider felt his limb pulsating inside. Aramis sucked my breasts with his hands clutched to my butt. We moaned simultaneously, about to "explode" with excitement. Then I would turn my back and continue in the same rhythm, being prodded, riding, using my feet on the bed. I rode it in the greatest madness, devoting myself, giving everything of myself. Aramis began to moan too much, giving the impression that he would mock: "Asking me to give a decrease in the seats", but that made me want more, and I did not obey him. I started riding more and more, moving my hips, my butt, with his penis stuck inside. It was even more pleasant, daily, to see him "explode" in laughter, screaming, squeezing his hands on my hips. His body was "in flames", his face, his neck, red. He was shaking and having spasms. I thought the old man was going to have a sudden illness, rs. I was worried: "He asked if he was okay?" <unk> The same answer, saying: "He was fine, he needed time to recover". <unk> I confess: It was revenge for him calling me "little girl". Dear newspaper, After the first round of intense sex, my body surrendered to fatigue, and I found myself lying on my side in bed, sweat dripping and marked every inch of my skin, and the client's fingers left their marks, especially on my hips, breasts, and thighs, silent witnesses to our mutual surrender. We decided to take a break, necessary for the client to recover from the effort. While he was resting, I took the opportunity to collect myself. I served him cold water and also drank to hydrate myself and then I went to the bathroom to relieve the bladder and take a refreshing bath. The only defect of that bathroom, it had no hydromassage, Sniff ... The money for the program was under the sink in a blue envelope, and obviously, I went to check the amount, and it was 200 reais more than we agreed on, which made me grateful and excited. Life as a escort can be exhausting, but moments like these, money, make every effort worthwhile. When I got back to the full-sized room, Aramis boiled a beck, and we went to the window of the suite to smoke and enjoy the vibe of the city in motion, and then I turned on a radio that played international rock classics, and we talked until we finished smoking. And then we sat in bed and talked about basically everything from traveling to football, and because of the client's advanced age, it was about 40 minutes of rest until he was able to resume intimacy and ready to give us pleasure again. Before the second round, Aramis bounced half of another beck while we were stomping, then we went back in the window and shared. Suddenly, the client began to smooth my breasts and I instinctively took his soft member to masturbate him by bringing our mouths closer. Our kiss was delicious! You know that kiss that fits, that connects, that excites? I felt all that and a little more! And then things got out of control, and he was on a very high level of horny, and we were on the wave, no strings attached, kissing, caressing each other, and I was standing with my hands on the window sill and my legs apart, and he was coming from behind, and he was lowering his mouth to suck my anus, my vagina, and I was looking down at him. As you'd expect, his oral was delicious, and he didn't disappoint me in any way. Yes, we had sex a little bit unprotected, but only in the "little girl", in the little hole I did not let him stock up. Aramis involved me in a delicious sex. He told me three things: "that I was hot, beautiful and naughty". Feeling completely filled by that delicious member who knew how to work like no one else. In fact, he could spend an entire afternoon stoking inside me, that he would not get tired. With every strong pump he gave, I wanted more, more, more and more. His rhythm varied, alternating between rough, smooth, fast and slow. We interrupted, because he wanted to "eat" my little hole of four in the bed. Then I took my ice cream in my bag, climbed the bed, became four and asked the customer to apply a lot on the small area. He obeyed me, applied inside and out. Good boy, nurse. Finally, when I was hooded, the client stuck his stick up my ass. While he was fucking me, I grabbed the pillow. A funny thing happened, daily, my anus began to emit a strange sound, it was not from <unk>pum<unk>, but from air coming in from the stocks. Aramis went deep and started playing with taking, looking inside, putting and stuffing me. I was masturbating at that moment and enjoying the vibe by rubbing my fingers on my clitoris, and I started to come, I had another fun, where I screamed and my body softened. It was a long time, daily, that I did not have fun like that! It was delicious! Then we lifted out of bed, standing, he struck me on the anus holding firmly in my arms, and I, feeling completely filled by that member who knew how to work pleasantly. When we got tired, Aramis sat on the edge of the bed with me on his back, and I sat on his dick, and every time I sat, I could feel his heartbeat inside me, and after a while of sitting on top of the gas, my partner enjoyed the "liters" by lightly pinching my thighs. Aramis had an intense thrill, his body had spasms, (when he locks up). I went on for a while more sitting with his dick stuck and I started masturbating. If it was already delicious to feel it, enjoying for the third time, then? To close the meeting with mastery, I had another very intense orgasm after caressing myself. That meeting will go down in history! Then we went to take a shower, we talked a lot in this shower. After we both took a shower, we went back to the sofa. I asked, "Did he like my performance?" "You're worth every penny spent, my love", he said, grinning from ear to ear. Excited by the compliment, we kissed again. Then I was sitting on his lap, but at some point he interrupted, saying, 'I would love to fuck again, but I couldn't because I was exhausted.' He ended my joy, but I understood, he was 57 years old, right? He was no longer a "boy". I came down from his lap already going to put my dental floss, the clothes, the crawler and leak out of the room. <unk> <unk>Do you have a lot of fire in your ass, girl? <unk> <unk> He said smiling, then drank the rest of the water in the glass. <unk> <unk> Just a little <unk>. <unk> I answered with a smile, placing my floss sitting on the bed, Rs. Anyway, when I was dressed, we drank wine and talked until the time came. At one point in this conversation, Aramis proposed to me a sex-filled weekend at his apartment in Guarujá. And of course, a nice cachee. I did not promise him that I would go because of my menstruation, but that I would notify him at the latest on Thursday, the eve of a holiday, the anniversary of São Paulo. He understood the situation, rs. Malandra, I asked him to pay my taxi back. Aramis didn't deny the favor, but since everything in this life has a price, the bastard landed his hand inside my miniskirt, inside my dental floss and was teasing my "little girl", fingered her inside, with me sitting on his lap on the sofa, while he called the reception and ordered a taxi for me, rs. I was excited and shivering at the time! Then he stopped as if nothing had happened. What a low bastard, rs. When my taxi arrived, he opened the door, as I was leaving, I stopped at the door and we kissed goodbye, I left happy! It was a memorable first date with Danny DeVito's doppelganger, and may we have better ones. With heat and love, It was Fernanda.