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She felt cold.
The room felt cold. So cold that her fresh shaved legs started to tremble.
But maybe not the low temperature was to blame, maybe something else, something more alluring and tempting. ANTICIPATION.
Her short skirt covering her legs only a little higher from her knees.
Who could have believed that she could be in a place like that, a place filled with sin and profanity. For a virgin this place must mean degradation and shame. But for Emma this room is a chance for revenge.
But she was not supposed to actually be here… if that son of a bitch bastard did not ditch her. But then again he did. His lost. She wanted to surprise him, she wanted to give herself to him, but he was too much of an asshole to keep his dick into his pants. He just had to cheat on her. On her birthday. And then to dump her. Bastard. She hoped his dick will rotten in the ass that he was pumping right now.
With a broken heart and an anticipating cunt Emma wanted to lose her virginity with anyone who was willing to take it. So here she was, waiting, in a room filled with only a bed, a table and a mirror.
The dim light that was supposed to illuminate the room only played the role of an aphrodisiac that fucked up any sense of rationality that remained in the girls head. She was indeed scared (who would not be? After all she is going to fuck with a stranger!) but she could not back down now, not when she paid almost 150$ for this.
She was waiting.
And listening, small waves of laughter were heard, other people were ready to commit sinful acts, just like her. But in other rooms, with other people.
After ten minutes of waiting, minutes that felt like an eternity… minutes that made Emma rethink her decision, the door opened with a disturbing loud crack. Before her eyes laid now a half-naked man, with beautiful white skin and two pink like nipple.
“Sorry for the wait.”
His voice was firm with a slight Russian accent, just like expected with a look like that. She was mesmerized. He was unfazed. His black hair was dripping with water. Those tinny droplets pouring onto his chest down to the hem of his pants.
“I had a bit of a trouble with another customer.”
She half-listened, half lost herself in the image of the person before her. His piercing blue eyes cutting deep into the poor virgins soul.
“So …how do we do this?”
He said it like it was the most natural thing in the world. Then he took his pants off showing his bulge. Again it is quite normal for him since he has done this for almost four years now. ankara escort Emma was to stunned to utter a word, before her, stand a man, with only a pair of underwear, that is asking how are they going to fuck, this and the fact that she was a bit ashamed that she has to confess her inexperience. She stayed silent.
He would interpret her silence as shyness.
“You do not have to get shy, before you, there were other women. You are not the only one.”
He was right though, she was not. But she was the first virgin who paid to get laid for the first time. Quite romantic you might say.
“Look I do not have the hole day. So you might hurry up.”
By this time, Emma was a muttering mess, how is she going to say this? Not once she spoke a word, let alone a coherent phrase. But she had to try. Maybe with her name, that will be a good start.
“I…I am… My name…Emma…” she muttered her name in such a manner that the man was confused. A complete failure.
“You might want to try again because I could not understand a fuck.”
Emma wanted to slap herself. Why was this so hard? She thought this might be by far more simple but it was far from it. How is supposed to do this thing? Maybe it was a mistake to be here! Maybe she should just forget about that excuse of an ex-boyfriend and go along with the fact she might die a virgin…
In her hysteria she totally forgot about the awaiting man in front of her. He stood his ground and kept fighting with the urge to yell at the lady to hurry the fuck up.
After more than seven agonizing minutes the girl made her mind.
“My name is Emma sir…” that was quite hard, but she made it.
“Yeah, yeah whatever. So the sex, how we are going to do it? This time might actually say something I could understand.”
“Yes, well you see… it is quite funny…”
“What, do not tell me you are ill!”
“No, I am not.”
“Then, the hell is the problem?”
“Look if you are not going to tell me I am going to take my leave.”
“You see… It is more like… I am a vi…virgin… I am not sure where to start. And if you will be kind enough to give me some advice sir, I will quite appreciate it.”
It was this time man to be stunned. He had heard many incredible things while working in this field but never did encounter a female that claimed herself to be a virgin… and asking for tips. This day could not get more weirder than this.
“You are kidding!”
“No, I am not…”
“Then what the actual fuck are you doing here? Is this some kind çankaya escort of sick joke?!”
The nameless man could not understand this situation at all. How could even be possible? This made him impatient and angry. He will not deal with a virgin, they where too much of a pain in the ass. And who knows what kind of person is this bitch… what if is going to put him to take responsibility after. Better make her leave.
Emma was a little scared by the reaction this man was giving. Her intention was not to anger him.
“Ok… this might not be my cup of tea… why not find someone else for this?”
He was ready to leave.
“Wait… you are not going to leave right?”
“Yes, I will. They will send someone else if you want, so that you will not lose the money.”
“Look I am not really into virgins.”
The girl was desperate, now she could not lose her virginity even if she paid for it. This got to be a curse or something. She done the next thing without thinking. She grabbed the mans arm with the little force she had and both landed on the bed, with her on top. With sloppy movements she approached her trembling lips with his own.
He was beyond surprised but he did not push her off yet. She was arousing his curiosity. For now he intended to play her game. The man put his two hands on her hips and with swiftly moves he started to rub their intimate zones together, feeling his own dick getting harder for a second time. Emma released a soft moan, giving fully access to her mouth. Without a second thought the man took control over the kiss, turning it into a full make out session. The girl was beyond overwhelmed.
His tongue was massaging her insides, all the moans she was releasing were muffled by it. Emma retracted, panting, never making eye contact with the man.
“Sir… that makes me sound old. Call me Valentine.”
“Valentine, please fuck me!”
“That is more like it, but no.”
“Why not? I am more than willing to give it to you, but you shamelessly refuse it! Why? The hell is wrong with me?”
By now the poor girls patience runed over. A sob escaped involuntary from her now swollen, red lips, followed by many hot tears. They were ruing her make up, but she could not care less. She kept crying, harder and harder by the second.
“There are many assholes that would want to ruin your unused hole.”
Valentine was astonished, never did he had to console a weeping woman before. He did not know what the fuck he was supposed to do.
“You are starting to kızılay escort piss me off.”
With a rather harsh move he throwed her onto the bed. Leaving now a big sigh filling the deafening silence between them. Emma stopped crying, now waiting the next move that Valentine was supposed to do.
He put his lips against hers, kissing like no tomorrow. His right hand squeezed her breast with such a force that made her almost whimper in pain. He took her tongue, sucking it like a lollipop, then pushed his own into her mouth, almost choking her. After few seconds, in that frenzy Emma kissed him back with as much force as him, rubbing their tongues together. They both retracted for air, leaving a string of saliva still connecting them. With no more hesitation, Valentine buried his head into the girls neck, licking it, sucking it and making small reddish spots on her skin.
“Do not regret this after.”
He sneaked his hand into her underwear and soaked his fingers with her juices. Without warning he plunged them into her hole. Pain surrounded Emma, her head pounding like crazy. She wanted to get used to the sensation but Valentine was too careless to even pay attention to the details. He needed release, his erection begging for any form of it now. He took his fingers out for then again pushing them in.
Emma obeyed. Turning around with her butt in the air and her pussy at his display. She was indeed nervous, but certainly would not back down.
Valentine took out a condom and put it on his painful erection. So without any further words, he started rubbing himself between her lips. Then he pushed himself into her vagina.
“Holy shit, ahh…”
Emma took deep breaths trying to cope with the immense pain that she was feeling. Valentine put one of his hands onto her hip and the other grabbed her hair. Pounding with no mercy.
Maybe Emma could have felt more pleasure if the man was more careful, but he was not. Maybe she could have enjoyed this experience more if she had listened to the man when he said to find another person. He chased his own release without giving a damn about the girl under him. His low groans echoing into the room next to the girls. He was close. So she was. After few more poundings he released into the condom.
He pulled his dick out and throwed the used condom into the trash bin.
Emma was breathless. She did not say another word. Few tears spilled onto the pillow from the action.
Valentine took on his underwear an put his pants on. With big steps reached the door, before he could open it he turned around for few seconds.
“Happy Valentine s day!”
Then he left without any further words.
Emma also took her panties on leaving the room like nothing happened.
Yes, Happy Valentine s Day…”
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