I was fed up with my mother’s complaints that I was neither studying nor giving her money for the rent. She assumes that since I’ve just turned 18, it’s about time I went to work. But I wasn’t interested in being able to cash all day to make a silly two thousand euros. When my friend advised me to find a sponsor, I decided it wasn’t a stupid idea. Suzie told me that if you find a knitted guy, you can not only get nice clothes, but also earn quite a lot.
That’s why I signed up on an erotic portal and after a while I was inundated with the news of horny guys. But I was shaking my nose. I didn’t want my sugar daddy to be a random dude. Especially since I’d give him my virginity.
Finally, after a few days, I picked one guy. His name was Peter, according to what he said, he was 43 years old, and he was married. He was the owner of some offices, so he did not complain about the lack of money, which was evident in his photos. After few chats we agreed on the date of the meeting and how it should be carried out.
“Zero dates, baby. I just want to cum in your little pussy”- was one of his messages. I agreed to it too. After all, it was just supposed to be sex.
Now I was sitting on the bed in a hotel room he had rented. I waited for Peter, feeling more and more stage fright, although I had no idea why. After all, sex is not difficult, right? He puts it in, takes it out … I don’t understand what’s all the fuss about this first time.
Finally, there was a knock and after a while the door opened. There was an elegantly dressed blonde man in front of me with an ironic smirk on his lips. He looked me up and down and slowly closed the door. He walked over to me with a feline step and grabbed my chin, lifting my head up. I didn’t have time to speak because I felt his lips on me.
Okay, straight to the point.
I shyly returned his kiss, but he attacked me with his tongue. I opened my mouth wider and let him in. His hands began to run over my neck, and finally one of them gripped my chest tightly. I wanted to hiss, but the tongue in my mouth prevented it from happening.
Peter at that time broke away from me and threw off his jacket. He started to unbutton his shirt and looked at me.
– What are you waiting for? Get undressed. He growled. I hastily obeyed. Peter stood naked in front of my face, aiming his taut cock at my mouth.
I obediently took it in my mouth and sucked it. Fortunately, I already had experience in doing blowjob. For a second, I wanted to make him ejaculate like that, hoping it might be enough for him, but he looked through my plans and quickly backed off. He pushed me onto the bed and his knee parted my legs. His fingers broke into my pussy, and I felt pain and a shiver of excitement at the same time.
– Good, young female dog. I’m going to fuck you until you squeal. He growled, tearing me apart with his fingers. Eventually he withdrew them and settled himself between my legs. Before I could protest, he broke into my virgin pussy. The pain was amazing, I felt tears running down my cheeks. But my sugar daddy didn’t care. He made long, hard thrusts, increasing his pace every moment. I, to my surprise, began to feel the approaching orgasm.
– I’m going to cum. He hissed, accelerating even faster. – I will pour your little pussy to the brim – I felt how it turned him on. In the end it tightened, and my pussy felt a strange warmth.
Peter fell on me with his entire weight. We lay still for a few minutes. I tried not to feel disappointed, but the burning pain in my pussy prevented it. Finally, the man got up, dressed and reached into his wallet. He took 500 euro out of it and threw it in my face.
– Until the next one, bitch.