My Mom Paid Too Get Me Laid

MY mother's brother was working in Guadalajara, Mexico for his company. I was 16 and my mother thought it was a good idea to send me to stay with her brother's family for a couple of weeks. My uncle took me with him to a whore house, the girls were really pretty, young girls. He paid for this girl to undress in front of me. She stood in front of me naked, letting me look at everything, she took my hand and held two of my fingers touching her pussy, she lifted a leg a little sticking my fingers inside her pussy.

She bent over giving me a clear view of her butt hole and vagina, licking her finger she inserted her finger in her vagina and then her anus, licking it afterwards. I was obviously hard, she took my dick in her hand and sucked me down to the base. After sucking me for a while she straddled me and rode down on my very willing erection. I came quickly, she ground down on me until I got hard enough again.

Not one kiss, the most I got from her tits was a rub by holding my hand. She got off me, and walked off with her thong and top in her hand. My uncle asked me how it went. He told me not to fall in love, that the girl was a whore, probably sixteen or maybe fifteen. To tell my mom I had my ticket punched.

I spent a couple of years dreaming of her, even wishing I could rescue her. It took a long time to accept she was a whore, just a sleazy Mexican whore.

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by Anonymous on Nov 3, 2020 at 9:45 AM

Mine was a mixed Pacific Islander although we met in a roadhouse outside Chicago. It was almost 40 years ago. Was there for business and had dinner and entertainment from the company I was visiting.
Girl was a stripper and between stage time she came over, sat on my lap and chatted. Asked if I wanted to go "upstairs".
Followed her barely covered ass up a long stairway to a makeshift bedroom and dressing room where she dropped onto the bed and spread her legs, still in her filmy nightie and tiny thong.
She was so soft and so sensual, can hardly believe she was a whore, and I went back the next night for more.
Actually fantasized about the rescuing her stuff and wrote love letters addressed to the club.
Obviously never got a reply and eventually I got over her. Haven't a clue what her name was it was so long ago but I can almost see her and even smell her perfume.
I wasn't a virgin but was sure dumbstruck that time.

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