1. The 4 1/2 litre Bentley


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Prostitution, Reluctance, Romance, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    not!” “We had better go to your place,” she suggested, “Or Angela will be jealous.” “Can’t I’m afraid, old Miggins the landlady won’t allow floozies,” I said awkwardly. “A hotel then,” she suggested. “Bit short on readies Im afraid,” I apologised thinking it would be a couple of quid at least. “Then why don’t you pick up some tart outside Charing Cross railway station instead!” she snapped and she stormed off. “Good Idea,” I thought, “Where the hell is Charing Cross?” I went to Kings Cross instead, met a little tart called Mina, paid my ten bob, plus five shillings for a room and she nipped into a small hotel to make arrangements and I never saw her again. I was very cross and had to go round to my club to borrow five pounds from “Quardle” Wardle a chap I knew at school. I went straight round to find Kitty, Angela answered the door, “Go away Geoffrey,” she snapped. “No I came to see Kitty, I have the cash for an hotel room so, oh,” I said as I realised I had said too much. “Kitty, Geoffrey to see you,” Angela shouted over her shoulder. “Geoffrey?” she asked. “I have some cash for an hotel room,” I explained. “Geoffrey,” Angela sighed, “You can fornicate here on the lounge carpet or dining table for all I care!” “That’s jolly decent of you,” I agreed, “Lead on Kitty!” “She was being sarcastic!” Kitty explained but I had already lifted her skirt and pulled her pants down ready to roger her, “Geoffrey please!” she protested. “He really is like some wild animal, what on earth is ...
    wrong with you Geoffrey?” Angela demanded. “Nothing, nothing at all, I feel wonderful," I said honestly, “I just want,” I paused sex seemed such a crude word, “To make love.” “Fornicate more likely,” Angela sneered, “The only thing you love is that damned car!” “Yes, say fornicate then damn you!” I snapped, “Yes I want to and if you don’t want to them it seems little point in us getting married.” “Marry the damn car, screw prostitutes see if I care!” Angela sneered. “So what about you Kitty, will you marry me and fornicate with abandon?” I asked. “We can fuck occasionally,” Kitty said, “But you really are a desperate bore Geoffrey.” “Oh,” I recoiled. “Sorry,” Kitty said, “I can’t possibly contemplate the tedium of being married to you but as regards a fuck, well, I do need the money,” she added as she turned towards me and undid my flies before extracting my penis. “Damn it what tedium?” I demanded, “Why you can do as you will while I work on my car, where is the tedium?" “You say the sweetest things,” Kitty said, “Do you know if you fuck me nicely I might actually consider your offer.” She sat on the coffee table and I eased my member into her sopping hole. Of course the coffee table collapsed so I helped her up and we fucked against the door frame instead. Well she got bored so we fucked on her bed for a while and then just as I shot my load she said. “Yes!” “Yes what?” I asked. “I will marry you!” she agreed. “Oh Mummy will be pleased!” I agreed. I think that was probably ...
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