My dirty little secret

We all have at least one dirty little secret, and here’s one of mine. When I was in my teens, I left the UK to spend a summer backpacking in Europe with a friend. She met a boy in Italy and wanted to stay with him. I was fine with that and caught the boat to Greece alone. It was exciting to be alone in a strange country and I headed straight to Athens.

I slept on the bus and woke up in the city. That was when I discovered that someone had stolen my purse. All my money was gone, as well as my credit card and passport. All I had was a little bit of money in my pocket. To make matters worse, it was a public holiday and I couldn’t do much about fixing my situation.

How my dirty little secret transpired

I got a bed in a sleazy backpacker’s hostel and went out to buy a snack with the last of my small change. I was beginning to panic and didn’t know what to do. By chance, I wandered into a rougher neighbourhood and saw several hookers standing by the side of the road. It was a hot evening and the women were just wearing hot pants and skimpy tops. One suddenly flashed her boobs at a passing car.

I think every girl goes through a phase of being curious about prostitution and I was no exception. I’d often wondered if I could actually do it. Maybe it could be my dirty little secret. I watched the women getting into cars with strange men and was half aroused and half disgusted; and also a little afraid. A car pulled up alongside me and the leering driver said something to me in Greek. I waved him away angrily, but he switched to English, “How much for a suck?”

On impulse, I told him “Fifty Euros!”

He hesitated but clearly liked what he saw. He beckoned me into the passenger seat and we drove away. Five minutes later we were in a deserted car park and he was pushing my head down into his lap. Fortunately, he’d showered that day and was clean. I sucked his cock with my eyes tightly closed and did everything I could to make him cum quickly. At first, he was rough, forcing me to deep throat and pulling my hair.

I gradually took control, sucking the head of his cock, wanking his shaft, and kneading his balls with my fingers. I felt him stiffen and shudder and tried to pull away as the first spurt of hot cum exploded into my mouth. He forced my head back down grunting and cursing as he came in my mouth, holding me in place until I swallowed every drop and sucked him clean. 

Reaping the rewards of my dirty little secret

Back on the pavement, I was in a daze. I had some money now, but couldn’t believe what I’d just done. I walked along the street almost on autopilot and was accosted by two young guys who looked like students. They smelled of beer and were clearly excited and nervous to be in the rough part of town among the prostitutes.

They took me to a cheap hotel down the street that hired out rooms by the hour. I had to suck both their cocks and then they ordered me onto the bed in the doggy position. The boys took it in turns to fuck me hard. In the end, I accepted more money and let them cum on my face. It was humiliating but I was taking a perverse pleasure in breaking every boundary. I was actually beginning to really enjoy this dirty little secret.

When they were done with me I had enough money to get through the next few days and enjoy the odd lazy beach day. I also had some crazy memories that I still think about when I play with my tight wet pussy…

Cum and have hot phone sex with your favourite English girl and I may just tell you a few more dirty little secrets.

Dirty Little Secret