I was at the wrong angle so I slid off the end of the bed and she slid down the bed and parted her legs for me. My face was suddenly next to her glistening pussy. Now my tongue was inside her wet vagina and rubbing against her prominent clitoris.
“Remember what I told you,” she said sharply. Then I realised what she meant and soon found that essential pressure spot.
“Like this,” I asked her? “Yes darling just like that,” she said and began to pant as my tongue played with her clit and my finger dug into that pressure spot.
I was so proud that I was able to pleasure my mistress and when I felt her vagina quivering and she started to shudder I realised that I was not just a plaything for her but I had been able bring her off.
“OK big boy,” said Ingrid. “Now we fuck.” She was still the boss.
A packet of condoms was taken out of the bedside cabinet and held with one hand as it was deftly torn open by her teeth. Ingrid then rolled it on to my throbbing manhood as she must have done a thousand times before. Expertly I was guided it into that hot, slippery vagina.
Furiously I began to fuck her but I had been so hopelessly aroused for so long that I soon reached my climax and Ingrid could feel me pumping into her. I collapsed on top of her and muttered “sorry”.
Ingrid’s arms held me. “That’s all right darling,” she said. “You did good for your first time,” This time I didn’t argue with Ingrid. She knew that she was right and that it was indeed my first time.
We dressed and I handed Ingrid the money. “You should really pay me first,” she chided. Before she showed me out she demanded that we hugged each other.
“Always do that to a man I like,” she said. She called me a man and said that she liked me. I could have kissed her!
Just as I was leaving Ingrid called me back. “You can get more money,” she asked?
“Yes, I guess so,” I said, without thinking. “Good, then you come back tomorrow evening,” she ordered.
I should have been on my way home but instead went to the hole in the wall. Luckily my bank balance was OK and I withdrew more money than I could really afford. The prospect of having sex again in that lovely, wicked place was all that I could think of.
Ingrid had recently taken on a young girl who had hitch hiked from Romania and who was being “trained” for her new “career”. She had been told that she would have to produce her birth certificate to prove that she was indeed at least eighteen.
That proof had now arrived and Ingrid was keen to “break her in” gently. Who better than this boy who had only just lost his virginity?
I arrived at the door of the house promptly at 7pm the next day and Ingrid let me in. She looked gorgeous in a glamorous red dress and plunging neckline. Already I had almost lost my nervousness and smiled at my mistress. But Ingrid was being very businesslike and told me that I was very lucky and she had a young girl for me. I had been imagining making love once again to Ingrid but the thought of a “young girl” was equally tempting.
I was shown into one of the bedrooms on the first floor and soon the door opened and a lovely girl stood framed in the doorway.
“My name Trudy,” she said and I told her mine. Trudy’s English was very sparse and we had a real difficulty in understanding each other. I guess that wasn’t going to be very important.
Maybe Trudy had some gypsy blood in her. She had dark flowing hair and flashing eyes and I was soon to find out just how passionate was her nature. I rose to close the door behind her and suddenly I could see that she was blushing deeply. . At that moment Ingrid entered the room again. “I should have told you,” she said. “Trudy is shy.” It was almost as if Ingrid had been watching us both.
I could see that Trudy was a little afraid of me and I put my arms around her. She clung on to me and her eyes met mine. We kissed tenderly and I held her tightly in what I hoped was a gesture of reassurance. Trudy smiled at me and she began to realise that I was much the same as she was and not at all sure of myself.
Then she stood aside and put her arms on her hips. “You like,” she asked me?
“Oohh yes, I like,” I said and we embraced once more. This time I put my hand on her bottom and pressed her against my throbbing erection. She realised what it was immediately and grinned at me. Trudy was fast gaining confidence.
I sat on the edge of the bed and Trudy came up and stood between my open legs. My hands disappeared under her dress and slipped under her panties. She was covering my mouth and face with hot little kisses as my hands explored her.
My fingers were fumbling with the zip at the back of her dress and I eventually managed to pull the zip down. Still all she wanted to do was kiss me but I just wanted to strip this gorgeous girl naked. I pulled the dress off her shoulders and found that underneath all she had on apart from her nylons was a sexy pair of panties.
Trudy then began to undo the buttons of my shirt. Meanwhile my hand slipped down the front of her panties and as my busy fingers found her most vulnerable spot she just had to stop what she was doing.
She put her cheek against mine and closed her eyes whilst my fingers were between her wet pussy lips and teasing her clit. Then she regained her composure and pulled my hand away to playfully slap my wrist.
We were both so hot for each other as she pulled my shirt over my head and knelt to undo my belt to pull my jeans down. Trudy was in line with my hard-on which was nodding at her in the way that only a completely rigid cock can.
She looked at it approvingly and then looked up at me and gave a nervous little smile. “Ooohh,” she said!
Once again I was the one who was naked first but this time I certainly didn’t feel shy or intimidated. After all I worked out at the gym regularly and was quite proud of my body.
There was no need for words as we both lay down on the bed together. She lifted her bottom as I pulled her panties down just far enough to allow my busy fingers to get to work.
Trudy was furiously masturbating me and looked up at me. “You like,” she asked mischievously?
In return I found her clit and that wonderful pressure point that Ingrid had told me about. It was true, she had no defence against this and soon I could feel Trudy’s vagina contracting in a series of violent convulsions as she had multiple orgasms.
“You like that honey,” I asked her?
Her lovely ripe little breasts were just gorgeous. I kissed them and squeezed them and playfully nipped them with my teeth. Trudy was in seventh heaven. Joyfully and shamelessly she raised her body as I pulled her panties off. I started to go down on her but Trudy wanted the real thing and couldn’t wait any longer for it.
I knelt between her wide-open legs and Trudy reached for the condoms. In a flash it was out of the packet and rolled on to my manhood. I was inside her and started to fuck her at great speed. Trudy didn’t just want to lay there and was thrusting up to me at the same time.
Suddenly Trudy said, “no.”
She slipped from under me and was kneeling with her legs wide apart. I understood straight away and knelt behind her. Once more my piston was pumping in and out of that eager young tart at a furious speed. I held her lovely waist and Trudy clearly preferred the doggy position because she was free to thrust backwards and forwards in time with me.
After some wild fucking in this Trudy turned and lay on her back. I laid on top of her and we rolled over. Trudy was now astride me and eagerly impaled herself on to my rigid manhood. Her hands were on the bed beside me and she was above me.
Trudy was bouncing up and down and just flying in and out of me while I attempted to engage my mouth with those gorgeous young breasts.
Then I drew her down on to my chest and held her tightly to me as I thrust upwards into her with the speed of a machine gun.
My time had come and I threw her off me. She knew what to do and her hand fell to my cock. At the same time she opened her wet pussy lips with her fingers and was playing with herself as she masturbated me furiously.
Soon Trudy could feel me pumping into her hot little hand and she collapsed on top of me.
Eventually Trudy was the first to recover. She whispered confidentially in my ear, “Trudy love sex!” We both laughed.
At that moment Ingrid entered the room again. “That was great, you two kids,” she said.
I looked at her puzzled. “Oh yes pretty boy,” (I wish she wouldn’t call me that), “I have been watching you on the monitor,” she said.
I put my pants back on and Trudy dressed and took me by my hand to a room which was fitted with security monitors that covered every bedroom.
While she was waiting for her birth certificate Trudy had been familiarising herself with all the goings on here and had been watching and learning from all the girls by viewing the monitors.
I coloured up. “So you saw everything,” I said to Ingrid?
“You want to see it too,” asked Ingrid? Then a video was produced and after a couple of minutes of this she switched it off. Trudy just laughed again and kissed me once more.
This girl was completely shameless and not at all the shy little girl that Ingrid had suspected. She was destined to be a real money spinner.
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