“What?” I couldn’t believe that the smoking hot young blonde who I’d been ogling just walked up and asked me something so perverse.
“Geeze, are you deaf?” she complained. “Fifty bucks for a blowjob. Cash. You in or not?”
“Uh..” I boggled, wrapping my brain around her offer. Anyone living in the big city had seen the hookers come out on streets every night in the shadier parts of town, but this was noon in the park while I was having my lunch, and she looked nothing like those weathered hags.
Then I remembered I’d just withdrawn my rent money from a nearby ATM. She must have seen me and followed me here, looking to score some easy cash. Part of me wanted to accept right away, while the more sensible part of my brain had alarms going off. Was this a cop sting operation to fight prostitution, or maybe she was a druggie looking to get a hit? She looked barely old enough to drive, so neither of those seemed likely.
“Sure,” I finally agreed, hoping I wasn’t making the biggest mistake of my life. I had spent way more on first dates that I never even got a kiss for, much less to third base. My little brain was all in and already rising to the occasion.
“Really?” her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. “So, uh…” I could see by the doubt on her face that this was probably her first time doing something like this. Looking around she offered, “There’s a restroom just down there.”
“Fine,” I agreed and a few minutes later we cautiously entered the women’s room there. Thankfully it was empty so there weren’t any awkward looks as we quickly got in the last stall together. She sat on the seat, and when I locked the door behind me she went right to task, pawing at the zipper of my slacks.
“Here,” I said, doing it for her, then reaching down to awkwardly push my erection through the front flap of my underwear.
“Okay,” she said to herself like she was getting up her courage, and I wondered if this was her first dick. She grabbed my shaft and put my tip right in her mouth, looking sexy as hell. Still, my fears were confirmed when she nicked me with her teeth a few times, making me wince with pain. I warned her about it, but she didn’t seem to get any better as several minutes passed.
“This isn’t going to work for me,” I pushed her back before she drew blood.
“Wait!” she begged, pausing for only a second to consider her options. “Five hundred and I’ll let you fuck me.”
“One hundred,” I countered, not willing to go completely broke over this tart.
“Two and I’ll let you cum on my face,” she shot back. I’d still have enough to pay my rent, though I’d be eating instant ramen for the next three weeks until payday. Still, was I ever going to get this kind of a chance again?
“Deal,” I conceded. Then she spun around, flipped up her skirt, and pulled aside her cute flowered panties to expose the smoothest and prettiest pink pussy lips I’d ever seen in real life. I was so eager I was already oozing precum when I eased my mushroom head to brush up against those tight folds, ready to spear her twat when she stupidly asked. “Do you have a condom?”
“No,” I groaned, wondering if she was going to cock-block right at the last moment.
“Three hundred,” she then demanded. As far as I was concerned we already had a deal and that wasn’t a ‘no’, so I simply pushed inside. She whimpered, only penetrating about an inch before I had to pull back. Holy fuck, was that blood? I just bought this girl’s virginity! Enthusiastically, I pushed myself back inside, deeper and harder, not caring about anything other than the wonderful feeling of breaking in this fresh little whore. It felt so good, I just never wanted it to end, so fucked her for at least ten minutes straight.
“Remember…” she panted, “you gotta…” she was trembling with pleasure now, “cum ohhhhnnn…” she was getting close herself it would seem, “my face…” she finished, reaching her own peak. If I thought she was tight before, that was nothing compared to this. Her little fuck hole seized up so hard I literally couldn’t pull out even if I’d wanted to.
Impossibly, I tried to hold it and must have gushed two or three times before she finally took a breath from her orgasmic squeal. That also let up her cunt’s vice grip on me, and she fell to her knees once I pulled back, no longer supported by my rigid cock. Quickly grabbing hard around my base to stifle the flow of cum, I used my other hand to spin her head around to face me.
“Fuck,” I groaned with pleasure, letting go the last bit of my sperm across her forehead and cheek, trying not to get it in her eye, but still unload as much as possible on her lovely young face. I smeared the last bit on her lips and that finally made her turn away, leaning over the toilet to spit and wipe off what I’d deposited.
“You are the best fucking whore I ever fucked,” I sighed contentedly, pulling out the two hundred I agreed to pay her, and dropping it on the tile floor by her knees, and opening the door to leave.
“I’m not a whore,” she snapped back, “I just need the money to get this new limited-edition Gucci handbag. Katie will be so jealous when I show up to school with it tomorrow!”
“Whatever,” I laughed at the teen and walked out before we got caught. Somehow our differing obsessions had pleasantly aligned. I fucked a hot young blonde and she was willing to do anything for style.
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