Massage Parlor Whore

From 18 to 23 I worked as a prostitute in one of the lower class massage parlors on 9th avenue in New York. That is where I met my now husband. I massaged him, he asked for more, I sent in the old woman who did the pricing and got the money. I came back and he bent me over the table and ram fucked my asshole. Nothing I hadn't done before, definitely not a virgin, but he really was ramming it home. At the end, he asked my name and I told him "Angel". He said no, that he wanted my real name because I was beautiful and he wanted to date me. I'd really stopped dating guys when I was hooking, I figured no one would want to date a hooker and would eventually find out that I was in a low end massage parlor letting guys pump me, in the mouth $ 25, pussy $50, and ass for some reason was also $50. I was getting fucked by 8 to 25 guys a night.

But he meant it. I don't know why but I gave him my number and name, and I told him that just because he paid to fuck me in my ass once, doesn't mean he'll get any kind of sex dating me, until I feel right about it. He agreed. I continued working at the massage parlor, he kind of got off with me telling him about some of the guys. Some stories of weird shit they wanted, huge cocks, very tiny cocks, even some guys who brought their wives. One wife just watched to make sure he only fucked my ass and not my mouth or pussy, other wives would suck on my boobs or me on theirs, and kiss while their husbands fucked me, and a few came in so the two of us would have lesbian sex. I figured over those 5 years I've had at least 200 women, and 2000 or more cocks.

So, 23 years later, married, 2 children and the first time my husband fucked me, it was bent over a massage table pumping in and out of my ass, paying $ 50 for the fuck. He doesn't care how many cocks have been inside me, or how many tits and pussies I've had my mouth on.

Needless to say we got together and immediately made up a story about how we met to tell anyone who asked.