One week.
For one week I am his.
It’s my week vacation from work and I want to just get away.
“I have a place to stay. It’ll cost no money but it isn’t free.” A message in my inbox one day after posting my ad.
“And what’s the cost?” My mind goes to cooking and cleaning during my break. Same old, same old.
“I can have you whenever I want. However I want.” That reply. That reply has me pressing my thighs together. I’m already wet at the thought. Those few words in that reply and my hand is itching to go south.
“I only play safe.” Some guys get turned off by my unwillingness to risk pregnancy.
“You’ll make it up to me.” My hand makes the journey.
Days later he is picking me and taking me to his place. The ride is filled with silence. Anticipation and nerves have gotten the better of me as they always do. He was warned and shown that I wasn’t a skinny girl. What if he cares now. Is he repulsed? What if… My thoughts stop as he places a hand between my thighs. Soon I am bucking against his exploring hand and we are stopping. Before leaving the car he put each finger in my mouth to be sucked clean of my wetness.
A box of condoms greet us at the door. Already time to start paying. On my hands and knees, I feel a latex sheathed penis at my swollen entrance. The slow in stroke pulls a moan from my throat. But then he is pounding me harder than I’ve ever been taken. He knows exactly what I need. An orgasm shivers through me but he still isn’t done. How much more can I take…
We’ve both had a shower and I am bone tired and sore. His fingers enter me and I grimace. He flops onto his stomach and spreads his cheeks. My payment is unending. My tongue swirls around the surface of this nameless man’s asshole. I feel so dirty. I’ve always wanted to feel this dirty. His hand pushes me closer into him. I have been thoroughly mapping out the terrain when he pushes my head away. Soon his cock is in my mouth and momentarily cum in my throat. Never have I gone to bed so satisfied.
Awakening to a sharp slap across the behind is a new one for me. Turning back I see a fully hard condomed dick. He spreads my ass apart and spits and then spits on his member. His cock pushes into my asshole and it hurts. But he tells me he’s always wanted natural anal. And the thought of him enjoying my pain turns me on. The longer it lasts, the dryer it becomes and the more he loves it. Tears come to my eyes and he whispers, “Cry for Daddy you bad little girl,” and cums. “I’ll be home for lunch.”
Hours later I am reading when I hear a key turning in the door. He’s back but not just him. 1,2,3…6 other men are with him and his box of condoms. “I found some uncles to use your back two holes.” I’ve never had more than one cock in a day and now 7? It really is a lucky number. I jump off the couch and bend over the arm. I can barely get my panties off from excitement….
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