Part 2

I didn't plan on having sex with David. I looked up to Sarah. She was my older best friend at the time. It just kinda happened. David was smoking out on the covered porch area outside their trailer home and i went out tell him I'm crashing there and say good night. He told me to sit down next to him and we talked for a good while. He told me he really liked how i sucked his dick bit if I wanted to impress the boys, I'd have to do more than that.

One thing led to another and before I knew it, my shorts were off and i was riding him on that rickety old lawn chair. The moment he slid into me, I knew i fucked up but i couldn't make myself stop. Sarah heard what was going on and she came outside in a rage. She grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off her husband. I fell next to the steps on my knees and she straddled by back and just wailed on me while calling me a bitch and whore. She threw me out and we never spoke again.

I was still in high school at this point, and had just began to understand my own promiscuity. I tried fucking a few guys my age from school but guys my age suck at sex and couldnt give me anything other than the compliment of busting too quickly. I got a job at a country club where I met plenty of married older white guys with money. I learned real fast that rich white guys will always pay a little more for my company And discretion.

One man named Kurt was known for being really handsy with the girls and they all hated serving him. I, on the other hand, let that man do anything he wanted to me in exchange for anything I wanted.

He once bent me over, lifted my skirt up, pulled my thong to the side and ate my ass on a golf cart behind some trees on the course. I would often get texts from him asking if I was busy. I'd respond asap and be heels up in his marital bed within minutes. He ejaculated in me so many times, I'm surprised he never got me pregnant. After I dropped out of high school, he got me an apartment, a car, clothes, shoes, j*welry. Anything I wanted and all i had to do was be available to him and any of his friends as he pleased.

Unfortunately, that didn't last long, he found himself another girl and i was back on my own.

I found another job at one of the local strip clubs. It was a full nude club with a champagne room. The owner was this sleazy Russian guy who I'm pretty sure was in the mafia but i never asked. He was nice to us girls, he paid well and he looked the other way if we wanted to make "extra money" in the champagne room. He took care of us if a customer got out of line and he never forced me to do anything I wasnt comfortable with... Which wasn't much.

Part 3 coming soon