I go to the bar and order the usual Bourbon. Bartender Louis greets me and asks for my absence. I talk about my vacation until a woman sits next to me and sucks my earlobe. I don't need to see her to know it's Rachel.
'So you were travelling?' she asks me as I turn on the stool to look at her.
— Rachel. You look great. That's right, I was traveling last month and arrived last night. I tell her, smiling.
'Why didn't you come here?' Whenever you travel you like to relieve stress and this is your favorite spot.
- It was not necessary. I met a blonde on the plane.
No need to say more, she knows what happened, but even so she teases, asking me if I took the girl to my house.
“Of course not, Rachel. I took it to a hotel, you know I don't take women to my house.
- Know. At least not for a long time.
No, I don't take women to sleep, have sex or make hell in my house. I don't like it and she knows. Why talk about things I dislike? I frown and I think she understands why it changes the smile that was on her face to a serious face again. I change the subject.
"So, what's new today?"
“Well…” She comes closer to me and starts rubbing her hips against my leg. — what do you think about tasting the house seasoning?
“Rachel, the house seasoning is delicious, but I've already eaten. I want a new flavor.
She puts her hand on my already growing erection and starts stroking me.
"What's wrong with eating the same food if it pleases you?"
- Wrong? There's nothing wrong. But I like to vary the menu, you know. I smile sarcastically.
- I know. - She says stopping the movement of her skillful hands - You already tasted me, liked it, but dismissed it.
Is she deliberately trying to piss me off? Why this now?
“Why this drug now Rachel? I ask irritably.
“Forget it, I know your preferences. Sorry to have brought up the subject.
“You're hot, Rachel. - I smile - Very tasty. In fact, you're one of the few women I would break my adapted sexual rhythm with. I say standing up, pulling her towards me and rubbing my erection between her legs.
I see how the fire is kindled inside her and immediately stop, as I don't want to give the wrong impression. But it has another effect. She smiles and sits me back on the stool. Looks like she just needed a boost of spirit. But I don't know what she's talking about? She's in her fifties, but she's a beautiful woman with black hair and a body to put any twenty-year-old girl to shame.
“You didn't answer my question, Rachel. — I finish my Bourbon, putting the small talk aside — What's new in your House?
“You don't like having sex with the same women, so it's always been a while without coming here. Of course, after you eat the whole house, it's not. – She says with a sly look – So, I have a person for you. Arrived today.
My interest is piqued instantly. Arrived today. The house opened just a few minutes ago so probably no other man had put his cock in it.
— Hmm. Interesting. A woman with no experience with the men in this house yet. Very good. I speak appreciatively.
- Better than this. A woman with no experience whatsoever with any man.
-A virgin? I ask dumbfounded. She slowly nods in agreement.
"How did you get a virgin to this place, Rachel?" — I am in disbelief.
"And what does it matter how I got it?" Are you interested or not?
“Of course it matters. I want to meet you now Rachel because I've had a hard-on for a long time, but now I'm thinking he's going to come out of my pants.
Fuck. A virgin. I love the feeling of breaking a woman's seal.A tight pussy is so delicious and even better, the greatness of knowing that you were the first to pleasure this woman. Can not wait.
Rachel leads me to the second floor where the bedrooms are. This is how the building is divided. Downstairs the “reception”, on the second and third floors, rooms of all sizes and models to be chosen at will.
As soon as I go up I can hear the moans of those who are already having fun, and soon it will be me making these sounds. With another virgin. On the third floor, the atmosphere is more sophisticated, for the most exclusive and most special customers in the house. And it's there, behind the last door that she is.
I anxiously wait outside the door while Rachel comes in to run errands with her. I can't hear her voice, just Rachel telling her to do whatever I want and to please me a lot. Hmm, well done Rachel.
“She must be a little nervous, Nicholas, so be a little gentle, okay. says Rachel as she leaves. She leaves the door ajar.
"And when am I not kind?" I raise an eyebrow.
“I'm serious Nick, she's very young and I have a lot to gain from her. I don't want her to run away scared because you were too rough.
“I promise I'm good at it, Rachel. — I smile maliciously — Now go on, I can't take it anymore.
She leaves smiling at me and making a gesture of “I've got my eye on you”. I walk into the room and see her, sitting cross-legged on the bed and wearing nothing but a thin blouse up to her navel. She's not dressed in the lingerie women here normally wear, but even so, she looks very seductive. Looks like an angel, I think. A tremendously sexy angel, but an angel nonetheless.
She has white skin, which glows in the dim light of the room. Her hair is shoulder-length black and I can't see her face because she has her head down. I can see her body. It's perfect. Her breasts are not that big, but the ideal size. Ideal for touching at ease, pointed nipples that stand out under the blouse, flat stomach, shapely legs and her epilation shows some woman's experience.
Maybe she's in her early twenties. How can she still be a virgin with such a hot body? But when she lifts her head and looks at me, I immediately change my mind. She has sweet eyes in a shade of pale green, a nose that looks like it was sculpted by some talented artist from the Baroque era, a small, rosy mouth in an angel-shaped face.
I couldn't give that little face more than fifteen years. That's when I realize I'm looking at her differently. I can't let on to her that she caught my attention in such a way.
- Hello Girl. I say in my seductive way.
- Hey. - She answers shyly.
"Are you ready for this?" I ask taking off my shoes.
— Yes... Yes. She looks scared.
“You don't have to be afraid of me. I promise I won't do you any harm. — I want to calm her down so that she relaxes and I don't have so much trouble penetrating her.
- I'm not afraid of you.
I frown. I am surprised by her statement. She looks shy and insecure, but I still feel firm in her statement. She wants to look confident. Yes, that could be it. Dare I question it?
"Why then does she look so scared?"
“Because I'm a virgin. She answers firmly. smile.
- I already knew. Rachel told me about her inexperience, but I'm glad you told me yourself. But you don't have to be afraid.
- I already said. I'm not afraid of you. I'm apprehensive about sex, not you.
What? Are you afraid of sex and not of me? I'm really comfortable knowing you're not afraid of me, but if you're afraid of sex, why the hell are you in a whorehouse like this? Even more being a virgin?
'You're afraid of being in pain your first time, aren't you?' I ask as a ray of perception falls on me.
- Well, yes. Pain is not something I like.
— And who likes it? I ask amused, even though I know some people like to associate pain with sex.
She gives me a shy smile.
“Look, a girl's first time is always going to feel a little pain, it's normal, but I know how to turn her pain into pleasure very quickly. Trust me.
- Do you know? she asks, looking doubtful.
- Yes girl. You're not my first virgin and you certainly won't be my last. I'll do you good tonight, okay.
She gives me a hesitant ok and I feel like she's hiding something from me, but I prefer not to consider it. I'm armed and the last thing I want is to discuss this nonsense with her. I just want to eat it.
I sit beside her and stroke her silky hair. I run my hands over her face and feel a need to know her age. Woman's body, girl's face. I want to know if she's as young as her face says.
- How old are you? “First the important things.
“Um, eighteen.
Excellent. Eighteen years. Maybe his body just took shape too soon while his face didn't want to put childhood aside. I touch her shoulders and lower my hands to her breasts. They are shaped like two pears. Firm and delicious with such. I want to have your nipples in my teeth. I want to suck them until I hear her moan.
I take off her shirt slowly and bring my lips to her pink twin peaks. I suck lightly and am satisfied with the sensation of feeling them harden with my tongue circling them. I run my hands down her arms down to her belly and I feel a shiver run through her body. I start to kiss her slowly and sensually, but her tongue is shy against mine. Although her body is responding well to my care, she is very quiet. Another woman would already be moaning in my ear. stop.
- What's the matter with you? I ask pulling my body back to look her in the eyes.
- Anything.
- Like nothing? Not liking what I'm doing?
"And... I'm... It's just that..." She looks down, shakes her head almost imperceptibly, and the realization of something washes over me.
"Not in the mood, are you?" You don't look much like Rachel's other girls.
“No, that's not it. It's just that I don't think I'll support your weight on me. I'm afraid it's too painful.
Like this? I'm not going to drop all my 85 pounds on her at once. I'm not even going to put my dick in at once like a brute animal, I've already told her not to be afraid and she's still nervous.
“I won't hurt you girl. I already told you. Besides, you told me you weren't afraid of me.
"And I don't, but I know you'll hurt me even if you don't want to."
“Okay.” I stand up and lift her up with me. “Tell me why you're saying that.
She does not answer. Just look down. I look too and see her naked beauty, but then, a little further to the side, I notice a purplish stain just above her hip, taking a part of her back.
- What was this? Are you hurt? Is that why you don't want to have sex?
She looks at me and without a word answers me with an affirmative nod. That's it. This girl was hurt by someone and her injury seems recent. Suddenly I no longer want to have sex, but to meet this girl and know who did this harm to her.