Straight Female / 23
My life is a roller coaster of messing up and trying to be good, and i go from one extreme to the other.
Last month I met a guy, an old guy, that I thought was really nice; he reminded me of my grandpa. When he offered me 500 dollars to spend the night with him, my view changed. I told him: "No way!", but he just raised the price: 600, 700, 800 and finally 1000 dollars to spend the night with him. He wasn't kidding, he showed me it was in his wallet and told me I would get it before we went to his car. I took the money.
He drove me back to his place--BMW, leather interior, satellite radio... it even had heated seats! By the time we arrived at his house, more like a small country side estate, he was reminding me of my grandpa again. He opened the door for me and walked me to the door and lead me in.
We went to his game room. Not like what I expected: the walls were covered with heads of various animals, in the middle or the room was a "billiard table", and at one end was a padded bar. He went to the bar and fixed us martinis, I saw him take his "blue pill", he gave me one of the drinks and we started a game of billiards.
About half way through our second game, I was leaning over the table trying to prepare the shot, he said: "Here, let me help you with that." I'm not very tall so he helped steady the cue. That's when I really realized what I was about to do: his "old dog" was standing up and ready to bark. I felt his shaft pressing up against my bottom as he helped me with the shot. He was almost laying on me, and when I took the shot he pressed me against the table. My jeans slid off and he pulled my panty down. He didn't even bother with my top, I just lay across the side of the table as he pressed into me. He's pretty thick, but I felt something dribble between my bottom and he easily slid into me. We did it right there, my D's pressing against the table and one leg up on the side. I orgasmed before he did, but soon after I felt him fill me with his seed.
He asked if I would join him in his bed, and he took my by the arm and escorted me to his room. I removed the rest of my clothing and I climbed on the big bed, laying right in the middle of it, I gave him a good view as he put some porn on the wide screen. I played with my nipples as he took his clothing off. He was wrinkled and saggy and not quite hard again. He got into bed and laid on his back. He watched me playing with my nipples for a while, and when I saw he was full again, I climbed on top. He wasn't as hard this time and he took longer to cum, but I enjoyed my time on his thick old cock. I orgasmed again, and he was smiling from ear to ear watching me ride him. When I started to contract on him again, he shot his 2nd load into me. He was done. I cuddled up to him and we slept.
The next morning I woke him, gently sucking his cock until he was awake, both mentally and sexually. It didn't take long before I tasted his cream.
He fixed me eggs Benedict and drove me back to the park to get my car. On the way he "invited me" to join him one or two nights a week for the same arrangement. He gave me his card as he walked me to my car and saw that I got in safely. I told him I would think about it.
I've been back many times since.
After the 3rd time he asked if I was interested in a party night. He explained and I agreed. Every month, we just had the first one last weekend, I am the hostess at his home, up to an half dozen of his friends come over, I would not agree to any more than that, and I "entertain" them. I greet each at the door, where they give me an envelope--each containing 1000 dollars--and I escort them to the game room. He fixes drinks and supplies the "little blue pills" and I service each of them throughout the night.
I know what this makes me, but I make more on my back and knees in one night than I make in 2 months. These old guys know what they are doing, and so do I.
Last month I met a guy, an old guy, that I thought was really nice; he reminded me of my grandpa. When he offered me 500 dollars to spend the night with him, my view changed. I told him: "No way!", but he just raised the price: 600, 700, 800 and finally 1000 dollars to spend the night with him. He wasn't kidding, he showed me it was in his wallet and told me I would get it before we went to his car. I took the money.
He drove me back to his place--BMW, leather interior, satellite radio... it even had heated seats! By the time we arrived at his house, more like a small country side estate, he was reminding me of my grandpa again. He opened the door for me and walked me to the door and lead me in.
We went to his game room. Not like what I expected: the walls were covered with heads of various animals, in the middle or the room was a "billiard table", and at one end was a padded bar. He went to the bar and fixed us martinis, I saw him take his "blue pill", he gave me one of the drinks and we started a game of billiards.
About half way through our second game, I was leaning over the table trying to prepare the shot, he said: "Here, let me help you with that." I'm not very tall so he helped steady the cue. That's when I really realized what I was about to do: his "old dog" was standing up and ready to bark. I felt his shaft pressing up against my bottom as he helped me with the shot. He was almost laying on me, and when I took the shot he pressed me against the table. My jeans slid off and he pulled my panty down. He didn't even bother with my top, I just lay across the side of the table as he pressed into me. He's pretty thick, but I felt something dribble between my bottom and he easily slid into me. We did it right there, my D's pressing against the table and one leg up on the side. I orgasmed before he did, but soon after I felt him fill me with his seed.
He asked if I would join him in his bed, and he took my by the arm and escorted me to his room. I removed the rest of my clothing and I climbed on the big bed, laying right in the middle of it, I gave him a good view as he put some porn on the wide screen. I played with my nipples as he took his clothing off. He was wrinkled and saggy and not quite hard again. He got into bed and laid on his back. He watched me playing with my nipples for a while, and when I saw he was full again, I climbed on top. He wasn't as hard this time and he took longer to cum, but I enjoyed my time on his thick old cock. I orgasmed again, and he was smiling from ear to ear watching me ride him. When I started to contract on him again, he shot his 2nd load into me. He was done. I cuddled up to him and we slept.
The next morning I woke him, gently sucking his cock until he was awake, both mentally and sexually. It didn't take long before I tasted his cream.
He fixed me eggs Benedict and drove me back to the park to get my car. On the way he "invited me" to join him one or two nights a week for the same arrangement. He gave me his card as he walked me to my car and saw that I got in safely. I told him I would think about it.
I've been back many times since.
After the 3rd time he asked if I was interested in a party night. He explained and I agreed. Every month, we just had the first one last weekend, I am the hostess at his home, up to an half dozen of his friends come over, I would not agree to any more than that, and I "entertain" them. I greet each at the door, where they give me an envelope--each containing 1000 dollars--and I escort them to the game room. He fixes drinks and supplies the "little blue pills" and I service each of them throughout the night.
I know what this makes me, but I make more on my back and knees in one night than I make in 2 months. These old guys know what they are doing, and so do I.
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