1. I touched my Hymen for the last time.


    Date: 10/7/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: MarieL, Rating: 91, Source: xHamster

    It was freezing as I stood waiting for the bus to arrive. I was cowering in the corner as the wind blew its icy blast up my legs and around the exposed flesh of my upper thighs, my heavy woollen stockings protecting the rest of my legs, and my buttocks and crotch also suffering the same indignity as my panties were nothing more than a thong like triangle. As snow began to fall a car drew up alongside the shelter, providing some relief from the wind, and the passenger side window came down. 'Like a bit of business love', he called out, and I came towards the car and poked my head inside, the interior heat drawing me in? 'Sorry', I replied, having not quite caught onto what he was asking me? 'Would you like to earn some money', he asked me again? I was momentary puzzled, not realizing what it was he was asking me, 'Money for what', I retorted? 'Blow job, ass fuck, bareback pussy fuck', he said, the words tripping of his lips in rapidity, and finishing before they were registering in my head, and as I started at him, his hand shot down to his crotch and moved a cloth cover to reveal his erection, sticking upright awaiting my attention. 'Fuck off', I shouted, 'I'm still in school'. I screeched, a little loud to get above the wind, but enough to tell him I was not a prostitute, which I found out later, that this spot was a regular pick-up point for men wanting sex. I retreated back into the corner of the bus shelter, all the time looking around to see if anybody else was around ...
    but we were all alone. 'Come back', he called out, all the time continuing to stroke himself, so I looked away, suspecting he wanted me to see him shoot his load, and I was not going to give him that freebie. 'Hey', he pleaded, 'come-on baby, pleaseeee', and I finally looked at him and told him to go away, that's when he pulled his wallet out, and started to flash a wad of notes. Problem was I was no prostitute, and I had no clue what cost what, especially as a girl, surely that must cost more, so yes, as you can see, I was getting comfortable with doing a sex thing for money. I went back to his car window and saw him start to jack himself, 'Stop that', I demanded, and he reluctantly did so, and I leant into the window, 'Take your hands away from yourself', I ordered, and he did as I bade. 'What's your cost baby', he asked me softly? 'I'm not a prostitute', I again retorted, and as I spoke his cock started bouncing around, as if having a life of its own. I looked at it and smiled, 'How do you do that', I asked him bemused? 'It want's to fuck you baby, it want's to stretch your tight little pussy', he said salaciously, his wording exciting him now he had my attention, and as he spoke I could feel my throat tighten and hard to swallow. 'It's too big for me', I answered honestly, I knew enough about sex to know where he wanted to penetrate me with it, but it really did look huge and angry. Then in a quite voice he asked how old I was, and I told him. The look on his face darkened, ...
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