Just a Slut

I’ve had this fantasy about being a whore for some time now. I don’t know why the idea of having a guy choose me from a lineup of other women turned me on soo much, but the dream is happening more frequently now and I just had to do something about it. I knew of a cathouse so I went down to the place the other day and asked for a job. They told me I would have to have sex with whoever picked me, and after he paid for the room whatever I could get out of the guy in tips I could keep. When the doorbell rang the first time I got soo nervous, and all the girls lined up for the showing. I think he could tell I was nervous, so the first guy picked someone else. The girls told me he always picks the same girl so not to worry. A ½ hour later another guy came, and this time I flirted with him hoping he would pick me. He was cute and young and just what I was hoping for. When I heard the boss tell me to take him to room 3 I almost fainted. I got myself together and led him to the room. I left him in the room and went to go get myself ready for my first casual sex encounter. Mustering up all my courage I entered the room, lied down on the bed and things just went from there. Suddenly I was sucking his cock and then we were fucking like animals. He finished by showering my tits in his cum, and we lied together on the bed and chatted a bit. He told me I was the first hooker to ever fuck him without a condom and that’s when I realized that I didn’t want to be a whore. I never charged him and quit that job immediately. Now I find guys for casual sex on the internet. Online dating services are awesome places to look for people who are interested in casual sex. Being a slut is one thing, being a whore is something else entirely and a step I just wasn’t prepared to make. I’m much more comfortable with swingers than Johns.



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