Everybody Cries On Their First Time

The cold water hit Kate as she stood under the shower. Her hand reached down to her clitoris, rubbing it in a circular motion. She was feeling horny and needed some relief. Her boyfriend was waiting in the next room, waiting for her to come out. They had been dating for a while and had their first kiss only the day before. Kate decided she trusted him enough to take things to the next level. She finished soon and dried herself, putting on a lace camisole and briefs, both in green color. She hoped he'll like it.

John was preparing for what to come next. He was touching himself in order to get an erection. Soon he was hard and ready. When she appeared his breath caught in his throat. Even without makeup, she looked beautiful. His heart pounded looking at her.

She sat next to him, waiting for his move. He pressed my lips against hers. She didn't kiss him back at first, so he pressed harder. This time she responded. They stopped after a while, and he gazed into her eyes. There was anticipation in her eyes.

"Can I take off your cami?" he asked.

"UMM...," she said, giving a nod. "What do you think?"

"Remember Kat Winslet posing for Jack in 'Titanic'?

"Yeah-"

"You look exactly like her."

"Ooh! Thanks, Gary. Want to touch them?" She placed his hands on them.

She moaned as he did what she asked. He put his mouth on her nipples. What a delightful feeling, these bouncy, round globes of wonder, he thought.

"They are getting hard," he said.

"Yours will too, if somebody touched them."

John wanted to kiss her again and send his tongue inside her mouth. The feeling was incredible as he wrestled with her tongue, savoring the taste.

He pushed her on her back, and his body collapsed against her. She squeezed his cock, and he pulled off her panties. His fingers slid in and out of her pussy.

"Oh, MOMMY!" she cried as his fingers worked their magic. Then he moved down to her legs and put his mouth on her pussy.

"MOMMY, MOMMY, MOMMY!" she cried when his tongue hit her sensitive place.

"That was so good," she said.

"What do you think about when you masturbate? He asked.

"Bondage? Rape fantasy?"

"I think about nothing."

"You're a bad liar. Come on, tell me."

"It's embarrassing, but I imagine myself as a hooker while masturbating."

"Kinky!"

"There's something I want to tell you."

"What?"

"I used to be a escort back in college."

"Huh-"

"I was in my first year, and I wanted to make some money. I wanted to go out for dinner with men and get paid for that. Buy that culture didn't really exist here, but I went looking for it, anyway.

"There was this taxi man who worked for the agency, and he was nice. He talked me through my first time. He dropped me off in a place and I got out of the taxi. I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. This man who was horrible looking opened the door, and I was like Oh my God! I cried out into the pillow. The lights were off, so he couldn't tell.

Afterwards he was saying like so, you've never done this before. I was like: No!

"So, I just had your virginity.

"Yeah.

"Thank you.

I burst into tears when I got into the taxi. The taxi man was nice, and he said, 'Everybody cries on their first time. If you want to give it another go, give it another go. But if you don't, the agency is cool with it.' "

"Wait-you really were a hooker."

"Duh-"

"And then-"

"I gave it another go. But then I found a client who won't take no for an answer. He sounded nice in the phone. He was too big, and there were two of them while on the phone I was told about only one client.

They asked me if they can two-time me. I refused.

"Then, I will go first," said one of them. He grabbed me and dragged me to the next room. He started being violent.

"Can I do anal? He asked.

"No. I don't do that."

He kept trying to put lubricant, spilled lubricant on my ass so that he could accidentally slide his dick in my ass. He then put my legs behind head and started pounding me. I was scared and started to cry. I kept saying get off me, get off me... He said he couldn't hear me and kept fucking me. When he was done, I grabbed my clothes and ran out of the door. The taxi driver sensed something was wrong and drove away with no questions.

I never worked for the agency again after that time. But the memory turns me on."

"I don't know what to say."

"Just fuck me."

"Yes ma'am," said John sliding his cock inside her.