101 EROTICA STORIES (129 page)

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“Hey Rud, wake up!” said a loud and irritating voice.

“Yes, I’m already up.”

Rud Gidic is 23-year old young man who works as a gigolo. He ran away from his native country of Serbia to seek greener pastures in the Netherlands. But instead of gaining an honorable employment that he can be proud of, he realized that life was not that easy there because in order to land a job, one needs to earn a degree and a pleasing and cultured personality. He did not have any of that. All he remembered was growing in a small town in Serbia where he and his family would eat once a day. The condition was pretty much hard back there because the growing technology in the capital drew much income and living in the cities simply would not be enough. So his parents were constrained to move at the outskirts and worked as scrap metal collectors.

Stepping in Holland without any plausible employment for him, he resorted to prostitution. That way, he could still live in a technological-bustling town and get enough money to support himself because prostitutes earns well within the vicinity. He worked his ass day and night making old women happy. Since he entered prostitution, he has yet to fuck with someone he sexually desires because the market was for old or handicapped women. Sexy ladies rarely hire the services of gigolos like him. This fact made him quite unhappy with what’s going on but still remained positive that someday, he would have a genuine orgasm.

After rising up his bed, he almost jumped because of a hologramic rooster jumping to his bed.

“WAKE UP! IT’S TIME TO WAKE UP! COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO! WAKE UP! IT’S TIME TO WAKE UP! COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO! WAKE UP! IT’S TIME TO WAKE UP! COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!”

Rud, realizing it was just the alarm clock, said, “I’m already awake,” and the rooster was completely gone. He fixed himself in front of the mirror and proceeded downstairs.

“HEY RUD! QUIT SLACKING YOU STUPID, GOOD FOR NOTHING, PAID MAN!” said the old landlady. She is quite famous for housing gigolos and female prostitutes at a lower price. But with that seemingly good thing comes with the risk that her tenants chose to have – her never-ending big mouth. Some just decides to avoid her when time permits and gives her the money to avoid confrontation.

“You have not paid for this month’s rent for a week now. Nothing’s free in this world so what are you waiting for? Pay up. You should be ashamed of your self because aside from being a low-life gigolo, you can’t even pay for your cheap rent.”

“Yeah. I just forgot to withdraw some money. I was planning to pay you since last week but you were in Scotland for that vacation thingy.”

“STUPID ASS! Do you expect me to believe you? You speak withdrawing money like you get those from ATM machines. What are you? From 1990’s or the early 2000’s?!”

Rud, staring to get irritated, replied, “Of course ATM style is obsolete. But withdrawing is still the term even we can get money straight from the computer! DO I HAVE A MONEY TRANSPORTER ON MY COMPUTER?! HUH? Tell me if I have one and if you prove it, I’ll pay you double the amount.”

The landlady was silenced by this and realized that Rud did not have any of those money transporters.

“Whatever you say paid man, just make sure to pay rent this afternoon.”

Rud sarcastically smiled and continued to eat his toast.

That day was Rud’s birthday. No one even knew it. He planned to release his stress that day but he cannot because a customer had reserved it before he even informed the pimp. These facts made him slack and literally carry his body to the luxurious hotel where the customer was waiting.

Upon arriving, he was greeted by the customer in the hotel’s intercom. He pressed the screen and waited for the verification. Upon the customer’s press, a light grabbed him and he was teleported to the main suite of the hotel.

His customer that day was someone any man in his right mind would not fuck. The woman looked to be in her mid-70’s but yet, was still strong. Thanks to modern technology. Her skin was already soggy and messed around, her hair was literally falling off and you could see the scalp more than pure white hairs, the body built seemed frail because it had the appearance of skin over bones, and other undesirable things that would make one cringe.

“Hello there, I was waiting.”

“Yeah, I got it. I’m sorry for being late.”

“Okay. Hush hush. Come here and make me happy.”

Knowing that backing out is not an option since his day one in the Netherlands, Rud undressed blandly, without feelings, and approached the already-naked old woman.

The old woman has been a regular and well paying customer. She carried Rud through bad times without her even knowing because of the countless tips she gives. Yes, Rud fucks pretty well for ladies even considering the fact that his heart does not want to do so. He managed to master the technique of pretending to be enjoying a sex partner and inducing orgasm.

Rud, without any words to say, inserted his dick inside the elderly. He got used to the fact that it was a lot drier than most of his client’s pussies. Their position that day was the orthodox missionary position. The woman, resisting the extreme pain of arthritis, decided to let a pillow support her back while lying down. Rud, on the other hand, was ready as ever. He was mounted the lady with both arms planted on the bed’s surface. That way, he could get enough momentum even if his penis gets caught up with the dried pussy.

Laboring in out of that dried hole seemed centuries for him because there were sure moments when his penis would get caught and hurt. But the thing is, he can’t react negatively. He is paid for what he is doing so respect is a virtue. He just went inside and out the old woman without feeling the slightest of pleasure. It’s like eating a dried toast without any coffee or marmalade.

The old woman was already moaning. For that woman, the moaning sound was to express her sexual gratification but for Rud, it sounds like a moan of someone who is in pain. He always found it funny when old women would imitate teenagers’ moans he watches on porn videos.

“Oh my goodness. That’s the way you fornicate. I think I’m going to come. Please spill some of your juice inside me.”

Rud knew that he should cum with the woman. But he is not so horny to be capable of doing so.

“Hold on ma’am, I’m trying to control it from coming out. I really enjoy your pussy that I find it hard to just spill away without extreme pleasure.”

“Ooooohhhhhhhhhh… Do it then. Oh yeah. Urgh.”

Rud was now projecting thoughts of sexy ladies he wishes to fornicate with just to hasten his cum. Then after a minute, a slight amount of pleasure signaled. He was getting there. All he has to do now was to delay until his sperm was ready to launch.

“I think I can’t control it anymore Ma’am.”

“Control it boy. Just do me more.”

“I’ll try to.”

“PLEASE. OOOOOHHHHH. I THINK I’M GONNA EXPLODE.”

“So do I.”

“Let’s cum together boy,”

“Okay Ma’am.”

“Do it faster baby, do it faster.”

By that time, Rud had his cum ready from expelling. So at the exact time his customer shouted out of extreme pleasure, he released his thick fuck juice and rained inside the woman. This made the woman howl like a crazy dog who kept wanting for some more. She grabbed the ass of Rud and forced the whole body near her, just so the dick could go deeper. Rud just went with the flow and pretended to effortly push his dick into the depths with all the convulsions from fucking.

The good thing about that customer is that sessions would always consist of one round, leaving the entire time slotted for conversation and relaxation.

After doing his job, Rud and woman were lying on the bed while the television was on. The woman’s head was rested on Rud’s bosom, similar to what couples usually do after fucking. To Rud’s surprise, the scenario was somewhat different. It was silent.

Maybe the woman was not satisfied,
he said to himself.

Just before he decided to strike a conversation, the woman spoke.

“Thank you kid,” said the woman.

“It’s nothing,” replied Rud, with a feeling of relief.

“You know, you’ve been an important part in my life. Since my husband left me, I did not get the opportunity to fornicate with anybody. Other people can’t understand the fact that I am also a human who can get horny and find some basic pleasures. It was two decades since I got my vagina satisfied again and that is thanks to you.”

Rud did not know what to say so he just smiled.

“At first, I planned to buy the Van Stank E-Coitus machine. But I was realistic. I knew I was not going to last long anyway,” laughed the woman.

Rud, again, did not know what to reply.

“I know you will not react. I am aware that you treat me like another customer but that’s just how it is. I can live with that. But the thing is, I’m deeply thankful of you making me happy even in the twilight years of my life. I know that I’m not gonna continue living anytime soon. But believe me when I tell you this. You made my life a lot happier and I wish you all the best. Please use your wisdom on every good things that will come to you.”

“That was touching ma’am,” replied Rud just to avoid the allegation of the old lady.

Their remaining time went on with the usual story telling. Rud learned that this was going to be his last session with her because starting the next day, the old woman would start packing up and leave for Ireland.

After saying their final goodbyes, Rud felt somewhat sad because aside from the small fact that he never thanked the woman, he did not appreciate the previous helps and hospitality given him.

He then realized that the old lady would surely be missed.

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With a lot of money coming from his last session with the lady headed for Ireland, Rud called his pimp and signaled the latter for a day-off. Fortunately for Rud, it was granted.

That following day was the best for Rud as he found himself drenched in alcohol while watching the 2115 NBA Championships. He decided that that day, he would just unwind and release all his stress so that come the following work day, he would be rejuvenated and a well-prepared man.

In the middle of his gratifying moment, the phone rang.

“Hello this is Rud speaking.”

A deep and professional voice sounded on the other line and said, “Mr. Rud Gidic?”

“Yes, he is speaking.”

“I got that sir. Sir, this is Mirka Janko, Mrs. Moslajic’s administratix. I am sorry to tell you that your friend, Aja Moslajic, passed away this morning. She died in her sleep while being transported to the airport. Please drop by my office because your friend bequeathed some money in your favor.”