My First Time I Sold My Pussy 02

After my husband caught me taking the morning-after pill, we had a little argument.

James first asked: "How come there's an empty box of the morning-after pill in our bedroom?"

I had to confess: "Because I had sex yesterday and I let him to ejaculate inside, so I had to take action and protect my womb."

I sounded so cynical and direct but I liked it, I kept my emotions under control but I wanted to shout at him. My husband could not believe what I was saying, he sounded confused, "Did you have? Sex? How could you? Who did you sleep with?"

I did not want to confess that I sold my pussy, so I said to James, "Well, I met a new client for my accounting business, we talked about the business, later the meeting became informal, he wanted to have sex with me, started kissing me, he was very insistent and I wanted to spread my legs because you show no effort to satisfy me."

James was shocked, "No, you prepared for this meeting, you expected this to happen! You dressed like a slut!".... It was not spontaneous!"

I explained, "I dressed like that because I wanted to feel like an attractive woman..."

James looked angry and asked, "Oh yeah?" He looked pissed off and had nothing to say...

I stayed calm and continued, "I know you had a mistress and now you are wasting our money on hookers lately"

He said, "Our money? You deserve a penny, I am the main provider!"

I could not believe what I was hearing, if he considered himself the main provider and thought that gave him the right to cheat me because he earned more. Yes, he earned more, but I also had to contribute my earnings to the family budget, so I felt really insulted, he did not buy me expensive things, he was stingy to me, but one good thing is that he was not stingy to our kids.

Anyway, I showed him that I had proof of his infidelity and played the divorce card. Apparently he did not want a divorce because our children played an important role for him. The situation remained unresolved.

I haven't had sex with my husband since that argument and I didn't care where he put his little cucumber. I wanted to keep selling my pussy as my first sale was very satisfying and rewarding. Honestly, I wanted to meet Tom, but he stopped texting me after our time together. Plus, I had my own accounting practice and was very busy, furthermore I was a full-time mom so I couldn't leave my family overnight on the weekends like I had once done, and I didn't want James to know when exactly I was sleeping with other men, so I came up with the idea of doing short lunch break sex.

I still had my profile on this dating site and received lots of messages from different men. Hard working professionals liked the idea of a quick " wham bang" and "good bye".

The hardest moment was to set value of my pussy for a short fuck, I didn't want to be cheap, but I also didn't want to charge too much for a short fling.

I just gave the men I wanted to date the initiative on how much to tip me. In the end, it became like an online auction for my pussy, where whoever made the highest bid and met other criteria won.

The meeting took place one Wednesday in the late morning. I was wearing a short, black, loose dress with stockings and suspenders and no knickers to allow easy access.

A fancy sports car pulled up and the voice from inside the car motioned for me to get in.

He was driving so fast that I was shocked... He did not look like the guy on the internet.

He was fat and tall and could almost fit into his sports car. Soon we were on the outskirts of town in a secluded area where he stopped his car.

He handed me an envelope of cash and I said, "Wait, you are not the guy in the profile!"

He explained, "Well, you blocked me, so I created a fake profile!"

I have blocked so many guys that I do not remember him at all. I checked my phone and thought I would call for help, but there was no signal. He said, "Well, we are in a remote area, you can get out and walk about 5 miles to call a cab to take you home...or you can take all the cash, do me a favour, and get home quickly after."

That bastard set it all up, he knew I was a busy woman and wasn't going to run 5 miles. He got me, so I had to agree, "Ok..."

I just sat in my seat and didn't move my body at all. The creepy man touched my legs with his palms and said nice things about my stockings... I was like frozen when he asked me, "Come on, show me some feedback." I was paralysed and didn't want to move, so I said, "No way!"

He wasted no time and moved from his seat and laid on top of me, I showed no resistance, I was stoned, he unzipped his trousers and helped himself by waking up his cock. His sausage was big and fat. He found my rabbit hole and went to stick his fat cock in, I stopped him and said, „Don't you think you need a condom?"

He ignored my words and penetrated my pussy with his bare sausage anyway. My body was tense so I couldn't enjoy his big sausage and he finished very quickly. I could feel his cock getting thicker while his hot cum was unloading inside me.

He put his cock back, moved back to his seat and started the engine, I took napkins out of my pocket and put them between my legs. He drove me back to the place where he picked me up, he was rude, " Get out and goodbye, bitch!"

I got back to my office and went straight to the restroom. I decided not to take a morning after pill because I was after my ovulation that month and the last time I took the morning after pill my feet swelled up.

Anyway, I looked in the envelope he gave me and it was more cash than we had agreed on, probably the man was mad at me but he really wanted to relieve his tension and rewarded me extra.

Everything was so risky and wrong, I was creampied by an untested stranger, there was some risk of pregnancy even though it was after ovulation. Another thing I didn't like was that he treated me badly... I've always played it safe in my life and wanted to be a good girl, but selling pussy changed me... The easy money corrupted me.

I wanted the next date to be with a guy who would treat me decently, I've my self respect. On this site there were a lot of men who wanted to relieve tension between working hours, decent working men wanted a pussy, most wanted to stick their bare dicks in and explode inside, to be honest, I hate rubber and I like it when a man leaves his nut inside, but I didn't want to go to the maternity hospital for the fourth time, so I bought so called contraceptive films, where you put a small piece of foil in before intercourse, which dissolves and forms a protection against baby batter.

I liked one guy who had messaged me on the website, I liked the way he carried on conversations and he wasn't boring, we had a video call before we met, his name was John and I knew that wasn't his real name. After we got to know each other better, he sent me a picture of his cock. It looked huge...

We met once just for 'lunch', I didn't want these surprise meetings anymore after my last experience with the fat man.

John was staying in a hotel, he had a conference there, he suggested we go upstairs and do it in the room...I agreed.

He was a man in early 60s, still looked fit, had grey hair and a cheeky smile. A tall and handsome man. Judging by his looks, he was my type.

He was also a gentleman and had good manners.

We had lunch in a hotel restaurant and went upstairs to his room. He undressed immediately after giving me money...He was in a hurry, I didn't like that. I went into the bathroom to insert the contraceptive.

I was wearing a short white flared dress and white stockings, and he liked that and didn't want me to take my clothes off. He was naked and I had my dress on. I saw his cock was awake and again I was tricked.

I realised he had sent me a fake picture of his dick, so I said, "Hey, you lied about your penis!"

He shamelessly said, "Well, I treated you nicely, don't be so picky...We had a decent conversation, so please don't leave me, I want to find your pea."

I asked, "Excuse me?"

He said, "I want to lick you..."

I started laughing. He was right, we had a good chat and laugh during our lunch, he knows how to lighten things up.

So I said, "Ok, but don't rush it!"

I was sitting on the chair and his head was under my dress looking for a pea very soon... I have a small labia minora so it was easy for him to find my clitoris. At least I was glad I had met this guy because we both liked cunnilingus. After he made me cum he looked at his watch and asked me to turn around, I moved off the chair, bent over and got comfortable holding the chair with my palms and resting one knee on the seat of the chair, he lifted my dress up and penetrated me from behind, he did it quickly, his thrusts got faster and faster but I didn't feel strong stimulation, he worked his hips like a rabbit. It felt like he was rushing it, finally he poured his yogurt into me.

He would not let me clean up and pushed me out of his room so I had to go to the downstairs restroom near the front desk. His watery cum dripped onto my inner thighs, thank God I reached the toilet on time...

The next day I sat in my office answering messages on that whoring website, but I had mixed feelings about it. Part of me wanted to make more money than my husband and selling my pussy was a good solution for that, but I wanted to be treated with respect... I decided to take a short break and during that break my first pussy sale client Tom texted me. To be continued..