Here is my experience as a common street hooker… When I got to the park it was a really big step for me. I felt very nervous but also very excited. I was really excited to see who would be my first client. It was a special feeling for me to be dressed up in very revealing sexy clothes because anyone passing by could see I was a hooker. There was only one other girl working that day so I had no problem with competition. In fact, she was giving me pointers and helping me out. She became my hooker mentor so to speak. My First Client as a Prostitute - I had only been standing there for about 10 minutes when a man drove up and asked me if I would suck his cock. He also asked me if I would let him fuck me in the ass. I said yes and we agreed on a price. As soon as he got out of the car I kneeled down in front of him and opened his pants and pulled them down. He had a nice big cock. I stroked it a few times before I took it into my mouth and began to suck on it. I knew that he wanted me to take his cock deep so I began to prepare myself for it. He began to press hard until I started gagging. Then he pulled out but only for a short time for me catch my breath. Then he pressed his cock back in my throat again. He really went deep. He continued doing that for a few minutes before he decided to fuck me. He grabbed my ass and started squeezing it and bent me over so he could fuck me in the ass. I could feel his cock slowly making its way in me. In the beginning he went slowly but then started going faster and faster. I couldn’t believe this was really happening but it was and anyone passing by could see it happening also. He decided he wanted my pussy. I lay down on my back, on the blanket that was on the hood of the car. It was warm from the heat of the engine. I raised my legs and let him enter me. Once inside me he once again started slowly. I could feel him going very deep. He began to increase the speed. His moaning began to increase with every thrust and I could feel that he was about to cum. I played along and begged him fill me up. His body movements became erratic and choppy as he came. When he was finished he pulled out, got dressed, paid me and drove away without so much as a word. I wasn’t as nervous anymore and I was now prepared for my next client. About 15 minutes went by and another man approached me. Things were similar to the first time except this time I got a “thanks babe, you were very good for a newbie.” The pattern was set and man after man used me like the cum slut that I chose to be. Things were now in full swing but the “fantasy” part had to be shelved for a while because there was only two of us and men were driving in like we were giving it away. It seemed like as soon as one man pulled out and got dressed another man was preparing to introduce me to his cock. Here comes another car, will he come to me or go to the other girl. It’s me, seems like they all want to try out the new pussy. I’m not sure how many men she did but I decided to call it quits after I hit double digits. Every hole in my body was used, abused, bruised, and at this point even confused! I told the other girl I was leaving. She asked me if I was going to be back the next day. I told her I was retiring as a hooker. Heck, with all the other fantasies I have rolling around in my head I can’t spend all my time on this one! I’m tired, I’m hurting and yet I’m a little sad that it all over. A long time coming (no pun intended) and in a few short hours it’s over. I guess in the days and weeks to come I’ll figure out if actually performing fantasy is as rewarding as the mere thought and build-up of what we expect it to be. Was it what I expected? More No then Yes. Am I glad I did it? Most Definitely. Would I do it again? That question will take some thought to answer. How would I sum up this fantasy… It was definitely a real “Fucking” experience!!