Start of a Slut

Friends is for me an enormous pleasure to help my dear and slut friend Vero publish her historical stories about her beginnings as a slut, these are real stories that she tells me; it excited her to know that I will give them to know for the pleasure of the distinguished readers of this page

Hello, my name is Verónica, I am a young slut, you'll say, and so young? Well yes, in these stories I will tell you how I started in prostitution, telling you about my first times, yes read well, my first time in everything and each of my experiences

On this occasion, I will narrate my first time, how I lost my virginity and took my first steps as a slut

I was in school and had 18 years old and men would look at me with much morbo on the street whether it was with my school uniform or with my normal wardrobe when I went out with my friends we would have fun seeing that the men turned around to look at us and imagining conquering and seducing men especially mature men with experience in sex

When I turned 18, I decided to lose my virginity because some of my classmates had already lost it, and there were few virgins left although I had a boyfriend, I didn't want it to be him, but a man with much experience who could teach me but the dilemma was getting one because I wasn't going to do it with those men who would turn around to look at me on the street and some to say something dirty or morbid

When one of our school friends turned 18, they organized a party in her house and invited me, to this party I wore white pants very tight, the only high heels shoes I had, and a white blouse fitted. The underwear was normal, the bra and panty not sensual. Several older men and younger ones danced with us, one of the men around 30 years old, a friend of the father of the girl who turned 18, took me out to dance several times and talked a lot to me, asking me many things about school, my boyfriend, my family and little more a little he got attentive with me and offered me drinks and food. The party started at three in the afternoon but all my classmates left before six, but all the older guys kept partying drinking and dancing and I stayed. After my classmates left and the girl who was celebrating her birthday went off with her boyfriend to the movies, I stayed a little longer at the party and noticed that this man was interested in me, even though he told me he was married but his wife wasn't there because she was a bit sick, he asked for my mobile phone number and I gave it to him, at that moment I imagined what he had in mind with me and I decided to let things happen. The Monday after when I was leaving school he called me and greeted me very affectionately and asked if I had time to take a coffee with him and chat. I accepted but asked him not to pick me up from school because I didn't want my classmates to see us together, we met at several streets away and took coffee with many cookies because I like them while he kept asking about my family, my boyfriend, my classes, my future, my tastes, etc., he told me I was a very beautiful and intelligent girl and that he really liked girls like me, I said I liked serious and responsible men like him. We slowly got closer and kept meeting every day for two weeks at the same café, each day he was more affectionate with me and I didn't resist, in his car he even took my hands, caressed my arms, hugged me and gave me kisses on the cheeks and very close to the mouth, I liked it when he let me have that kind of attention, I felt happy, I felt like a woman, I felt grown up. On Thursday of the second week of going out with him he confessed his love for me, knowing that all he wanted was to screw me and that's what I was looking for, even though he was married he asked me to accept him as my girlfriend, I I said to him that I didn't want problems with my family or his, he told me that if we were discreet nothing would happen so I accepted and he said very happily that we had to celebrate it and knew a very nice, quiet, and intimate place for us to celebrate together, we kissed passionately, it was the first time a man had kissed me like that, he realized my excitement as he felt his tongue in my mouth, we were in his car on a deserted street and he caressed my legs under my skirt, I felt his fingers pass over my wet slit due to excitement, I felt his hands on my blouse caressing my breasts, I just let him continue looking at me without saying anything, allowing him to see my face full of excitement, he already knew I was a virgin and I had already told him that I would like to start with a serious and responsible man. He took me to that nice and quiet place he knew and that I always wanted to know, it was a motel north of the city, I liked the very large room, the very big bed, mirrors everywhere, a TV showing adult movies, a lovely jacuzzi, a spacious and comfortable bathroom, and a red carpet that contrasted with slightly yellow lights. I felt scared but he told me to trust him and we could be very good friends for a long time. He had a small bottle of brandy and we toasted to ourselves. Sitting on the bed, he hugged me, we kissed passionately in the mouth, and took brandy, although it seemed very bad to me with a couple of sips I started to feel dizzy but I didn't care because I was in the arms of the man who was going to make me a woman. We kept kissing and taking sips of brandy while he caressed me through my skirt, opened my blouse and caressed my breasts, I was ready for anything, I wanted to lose my virginity!., I felt very dizzy but I remember that he helped me lie down on the bed and continued to caress and kiss me, I accepted his kisses and caresses, slowly he took off my clothes with great care and affection, without the blouse he kissed my arms, shoulders, neck, he took off my bra and kissed my breasts but reacted when he started sucking my nipples and with one hand my slit I got very excited!, I think I felt a small orgasm, my first orgasm with a man in bed!

I started to moan, he took off my shoes and stockings, kissed my feet many times, I liked feeling his kisses, then he took off the lack and panty. I remember being naked and dizzy, and he was dressed. He stood up next to the bed, took off his tie, shirt, me liked seeing his hairy chest, took off his shoes and socks and finally his pants leaving him in boxers and got into bed with me, hugging and kissing me on the mouth, neck, sucking my nipples and slowly started to go down to my belly, kissing until he reached my pubis, with care opened my legs and placed himself in front of me and started kissing my clitoris and all the vagina; I liked it very much!, I got very excited and moaned a lot, felt another orgasm, he wanted to make sure I was a virgin because my legs were quite open and I was opening my vagina with his fingers to see my intact hymen.

He brought a towel from the bathroom and placed it under my buttocks. Because of my dizziness, I didn't know when he took off his boxers or when he put on the condom. He continued to caress me with his mouth and I kept getting very excited until he saw that I was very excited and suddenly got on top of me, hugged me, kissed me passionately, sucked my nipples, and slowly started pushing his cock inside me, I was excited and dizzy but felt some pain, I hugged him and kept moaning and giving small squeaks, he moved very softly and with much affection and hugged and kissed me and consented; I felt his cock moving inside me, it hurt a

Little but at the same time I liked feeling his cock inside and him on top of me.

He moved around for a long time, until he finished, got off me, lay down next to me, and kissed and caressed me with lots of affection. I knew it wasn't my first time anymore! I felt happy even though I was quite dizzy, he got up, checked the towel under me, but didn't manage to get some of my blood on it and went to the bathroom, I lay down on my side waiting for him, I was dizzy and managed to fall asleep. He came back and laid down next to me, kissed and caressed me, and I woke up. We went to the bathroom to shower, and there in the shower he made me kneel so he could suck his cock. It wasn't hard for me to do it because before losing my virginity I had already sucked two men's cocks, who taught me how to do it and with whom I didn't have vaginal sex to keep myself a virgin.

I let him show me how to give a blow job but didn't tell him I already knew how, so I tried not to do it too well so he wouldn't notice my experience; his desire was very clear, he wanted me to receive his semen in my mouth and not swallow it, but eat it. I told him I wasn't sure if I could do that but he said the semen was healthy, the truth is I didn't tell him I had already swallowed the semen of the two men with whom I practiced oral sex every time I sucked them.

I kept sucking his cock under the shower until he came, felt my mouth flooded with semen, it took some effort to swallow it all but I took it all, helped me get up, we finished showering and went back to bed. The shower helped me get rid of the dizziness. He wanted to have another orgasm but I asked him to leave it for another day, at his insistence I proposed sucking him again and he accepted, in bed I sucked him until he came again and received another dose of his nutritious semen which I was already used to.

We stayed in bed for a bit longer, he hugged and caressed me, and we talked about how nice it had been for him. having sex with me and wanted us to be friends. When we left the motel, he invited me to have pizza and then dropped me off near my house; the next day we ran into each other again and he asked to have sex but I told him to wait a few days because it was still hurting a bit; very understanding, he let a week pass before taking me back to the same motel as the first time; with him I continued having sex every week, one, two, or even three times a week.

After losing my virginity, with two of my school friends we would go to a discotheque, inside we'd bet on who would be the first girl to get a guy to dance and then take her to bed; sometimes the guys we got only wanted to dance, maybe they didn't like us enough; other times one of us would get a guy for bed, sometimes all three of us would; we were used to going out on Fridays night because it was the best day to look for sex, we'd go to two or three special discotheques just for that, just for pleasure, but we tried to make sure the guys who took us to bed were nice to us, invited us to drink or eat something before taking us to bed because we never liked stingy guys; when we saw a guy only wanted to screw us, we'd tell him we were very tired and our heads hurt from the music noise and leave for home.

I did well several times at the discotheques, got a guy who invited me to take a drink, we'd dance and he'd ask if I had a boyfriend or why I was alone with my friends at the discotheque and I'd tell him I liked having fun. When the guy liked me, I'd let him hug and get close to my body while dancing, and even let him grope my ass to show him I liked it; that way it was easier for him to ask me to leave with him to go somewhere more intimate, and I'd tell him I had a lot of hunger and much Cold, and thus I managed to get him to invite me to eat something before taking me to bed. Most of the time they would take me to a motel but some lived alone and took me to their apartment. When it was at their apartment, it was much better because almost always we woke up together and sometimes they invited me to breakfast, with some of them I went back to having sex without needing to go to the disco to meet again, instead they would call me and arrange a date, so I expanded my circle of friends.

Sometimes talking to my girlfriends, we came to the conclusion that men found it very cheap to screw us and proposed starting to charge them in cash instead of inviting us to eat pizza or hamburgers or something else. Then I told one of them that I proposed that instead of taking me to a restaurant, he give me the money in cash because I needed it to buy something, and he thought it was a very good idea and I did the same with the others, so men would call me for sex and give me money when we got to the motel or I arrived at their apartment.

When I met new men, I would tell them that I needed to buy clothes or something for someone in my family and that I needed money, and those who were generous gave me the money. But when I saw that men wanted free sex, I wouldn't accept it anymore. After that, I kept accepting dates but did it like other girls who do the same thing and charge a fee.

That's how I became a slut, earning money doing what I love most, sex, later I'll keep talking about my first times. But I have to make clear that on the street I'm a lady but I'm very passionate in bed, just like men like it.

I asked a great friend to help me publish my stories, he will be like my erotic editor and I hope those who read me won't mind if they need to communicate with me through him. My friend will communicate with me