Sheets from a prostitute's diary

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I read this story somewhere and let you read it too


It was night and I wanted to go, I did a little make-up with the little make-up I had, but since I was beautiful myself, I became much more beautiful with the same little make-up. I was, life in this part of the city was really different, a lot of people who live in the upper part of the city, can not imagine how horrible it can be to live in the slums and suburbs, XNUMX% of them are still in the lower part of the city. Seeing this, I was thinking to myself why I should not have been born into a rich family or why I should be so miserable. I was in terrible need of money, I went to the street and I was a teacher, I was terribly stressed, in less than two minutes several cars were braking in front of me, one of them was a red Honda Sweep, I liked his car and I went to him, a young XNUMX-year-old was sitting behind , I opened the front door of the car and got in, the boy I got in the car, from the beginning No words or questions about the price, I was surprised, well I was right, because I was still an amateur, in short, I was supposed to get XNUMX tomans for two hours.

The boy stood in front of a very chic restaurant and told me to get off. Let's go eat together, I was not feeling well at all, oh what a chic place, most of the customers were young girls and boys, we went and sat at a table for two, the waiter came and the boy ordered two special pizzas, bringing food, not at all I did not want to eat, but I did not want to skip pizza, because I always wished to eat pizza every night, we ate dinner and walked to the boy's house, I did not talk to the boy at all, that is, I had nothing to say, he had nothing to say It does not rain, we reach their blood, a big and stylish villa, two horns and one of them opened the door and we went inside.

The house was very chic and big, the building lights were off, in short, we went to you, the boy named Hamed said that his mom and dad went to France to visit his sister and he was a simple boy, but from the rich people who do not know their money How to spend it, I regretted my work, but it was too late, because Hamed was preparing the bedroom, he had a sore throat, I sat on a sofa and thought, what I wanted to do and that Why should I be so miserable? Hamed came and took my hand and took me to the bedroom. He complimented me, first I said I do not want to, that Hamed said: Come eat, that with this more, I opened the glass, it was a bad situation, I wanted to raise, Hamed filled another glass for me, like crazy people fill it I nodded, my head was dizzy, Hamed came and pushed my shoulders back and put me to bed, he put his hand under my clothes, you started to walk away with my chest, a He got up and quickly took off his clothes and put a condom on his head and came to me again, I was not feeling well at all, I was drunk, I felt cold air and I realized that Hamed had taken off my clothes, my breasts were like crazy. He was eating, I was getting lustful, I put my finger towards my pussy and started to dip my finger in my pussy.

I was in another world, where I felt a heavy burden and then I felt something go inside my pussy, it hurt me, Hamed Rom was asleep and Kirshu was moving back and forth in my pussy, I was going crazy from the intensity of the insect, I was still drunk I was and I did not care what a great sin I was committing.

As I was lying on the bed, Hamed came and put his feet on their heads and started to kick me in the ass, it hurt strangely, but I was having fun. In short, for XNUMX minutes, Hamed did whatever he wanted until he wanted the water to come, he quickly removed the condom from his head, and he pulled both hands and the dirty water was poured on me, then he brought a handkerchief and wiped the water and threw himself. In my arms, the effects of alcohol were disappearing, Hamed started to kiss, he was numb, I was the same, until I fell asleep like that, when I opened my eyes, it was almost XNUMX o'clock, Hamed was wearing his clothes. But I was just as naked, Hamed said: It was a good night's sleep, I also said: I'm sorry, I was very tired, then all that alcohol and all that struggle made me fall asleep, I got dressed, I went and washed my hands and face, I was feeling dizzy, because of how ugly I was, I came out and got in Hamed's car, Hamed took me somewhere close to our blood and when I wanted to get off. He gave me a package of one hundred thousand and said: We were supposed to have sixty thousand, but since you gave me a lot of money, I gave you one hundred, then he took the gas and left.

I wanted to burn that damn money, but it was a pity that I needed that money, I walked home, it was half past one in the morning when I got to our house, my mother was awake and she said with difficulty where you were and then I coughed. He did not give up and coughed like that, I quickly brought him a glass of water and gave him food and said, unless your doctor told you not to talk, well, I was out and it took me a while to come. I did not like to look into his eyes, I was ashamed of him, I was afraid that he would understand from my eyes what a great sin I had committed, I got up and went and sat in a corner, took the money and put it in front of me, why do some people have to work hard to achieve money? They beat me, but some people sleep at night and get up in the morning and see that their money has doubled, but it could not work. I was thinking that I fell asleep. I paid for those medicines, really, why should the cost of medicine and treatment, which is one of the most important needs of the society, be so expensive, why should two packs of pills cost XNUMX tomans (just two years ago), really those who do not have this money What should they do, then they say why the number of street women or the number of thefts and crimes is high, well, it's clear when someone walks in poverty, well, it's clear that he does anything to get himself out of the mire of poverty and You do not have to pull it out, otherwise no woman or girl will sell herself for the pleasure of sex or from a full stomach, only a few of them will sit up and chant Yeden, that this situation is getting better, but the situation of these people is getting worse day by day and more families are being added to the poor of this country, why should there be such a poor and impoverished family? When was the Iranian situation of the congregation so deplorable? Where does this money for oil and gas and melancholy capital really go?

Date: May 3, 2018

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