Okay, so maybe I’m not the most attractive teenager in the world. Boys don’t even look at me when I walk down the halls at school. Their eyes are focused on the pretty ones, the cheerleaders and the prom queens. I’ve never been on a date, and the only boy I ever kissed was Evan Merkle. It wasn’t much of a kiss, more like a peck during spin the bottle in the seventh grade. That was before I shot up like a beanstalk. Now I’m six feet tall and gangly with curly red hair, freckles, and a nose too big for my mousy face.

Maybe I don’t get asked out on dates, but I am obsessed with sex. I watch a lot of porn, and I masturbate all the time. I can’t go through a day at school without disappearing into the bathroom to rub off while watching porn on my phone. Today I watched a woman getting pounded from behind and fucked in the mouth. My panties were down around my ankles, and my legs spread as two fingers plunged in and out of my pussy. My other hand rubbed my clit.

The woman changed position, riding one cock and getting fucked in the ass by the other. I slid a finger, slimy with pussy juice, up my ass, pumping it in and out, trying to imagine what it would feel like to get double fucked. I didn’t have a lot of time before the next class, so I fast-forwarded. The woman was on her knees between the two men. They splattered her face and tits with two huge loads of cum. My orgasm hit hard, my asshole clenching around my finger and pussy juice squirting onto my thighs.

Now that I was eighteen, it was time to lose my virginity and get fucked by a real cock, not that vibrators and dildos weren’t giving me satisfaction. I just wanted more. I had been saving up my money from babysitting, dog walking, and birthday gifts from relatives too lazy to go shopping. I had done extensive research on escort agencies that, for the right price, provided extra services. I had already picked out the “escort” I wanted. He was a tall, handsome black man named Carl.

I sent a text to the discreet number I was given, telling him to come to the hotel room I had procured. My parents thought I was spending the night with a friend. He showed up ten minutes later. I opened the door and almost had an orgasm just looking at him. The picture didn’t do him justice. His eyes were dark and penetrating, his smile confident. A collarless gray shirt with a v-cut clung tightly to his washboard abs and bulging biceps.

“Are you Sarah?’

I nodded, my legs shaking and my nipples about to burst through my braless beige top. I motioned him into the room.

“I’m Carl. What’s your pleasure, Sarah?”

My pleasure? I wanted it all. I wanted him to fuck me senseless in every possible way. I wanted his cum in my pussy and ass and all over my face and tits.

“Everything.”

“Good. Let’s begin.”

Carl slipped his large hands around my waist and pulled me close, kissing me. His tongue pried my lips open and delved into my mouth, mingling with mine in the first real kiss I had ever experienced. His hands slid down my back and cupped my ass cheeks through the short skirt I was wearing. I could feel the huge bulge in his pants pressing against my stomach. My pussy clenched, releasing a gush into my panties.

Carl lifted me like a feather and put me down on the bed, turning me so I was on my knees facing away. He pulled down my panties and lifted my skirt, shoving his thick finger into my dripping pussy. I gasped as he fucked it in and out, juices already trickling down my thighs. His tongue found my asshole, bathing it in saliva. My whole body shuddered. When his thumb found my clit, my pussy exploded. He pulled out his finger and clamped his mouth around me, drinking my sticky secretions.

I was still shaking when the tip of his cock slid between my folds. He rubbed it up and down my gash and over my clit. I was about to get a cock shoved up my pussy for the very first time and thought I was ready, but a sudden fit of anxiety washed across me. I looked over my shoulder at Carl, biting my lip in apprehension. He smiled at me.

“Don’t worry, young lady. You’re going to love it.”

His knob found my entrance and slowly pried it open. He was huge. He inched deeper, stretching my pussy to accommodate his girth, the pressure inside me intense. I bit my lip and tried to control my breathing as he plunged deeper and deeper until his knob brushed against my cervix. He held it there, not moving. The walls of my pussy throbbed against him.

“Tell me when you’re ready, sweetheart.”

I looked over my shoulder at him, my eyes heavy, my breathing fast, and nodded. He slowly moved inside me, lengthening his stroke inch by inch. The intense pressure slowly subsided, replaced by a pleasurable throbbing unlike anything I had ever felt. Every nerve ending in my pussy was firing like a racecar engine. I clutched the bedspread, trying to hold onto some sense of sanity as he pounded me harder and faster.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…”

The first orgasm shot through me like a lightning bolt. My pussy clenched around his thrusting cock, juices seeping out from my gash and running down my thighs. He continued to pound into me, holding my hips and pulling me back against him on each powerful thrust. His balls slapped wetly against my clit. I went off again, throwing my head back and screaming like a banshee.

Carl pulled out and had me sit up on the side of the bed. He grabbed my head and slid his dripping cock into my mouth, stretching my lips wide, the familiar taste of my pussy washing across my tongue. I had never sucked a real cock, but I knew what to do and had practiced many times on a rubber dildo. I wrapped my hand around his base and bobbed my head up and down, probing his bulging veins with my tongue.

“Good girl. You do know how to suck cock.”

I moved up to his knob, teasing his glans with my tongue, then kissed my way down his shaft. I sucked each of his balls into my mouth while stroking him with my hand, then moved back up his shaft and plunged my lips down his length. I didn’t know if I could take him into my throat, but I was going to try. The first several times, I gagged, coughing up spit that dripped from my chin in long strands. Tears were running down my cheeks when I finally forced him into my throat and past my gag reflex.

“Oh baby, you are good. Not many girls can do that with my cock.”

I couldn’t hold him there for long. It was just too big. I choked and coughed up spit through my nose before pulling away to catch my breath. Carl pushed me back on the bed and lifted my top up over my tits. He sucked a nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth and tongue. At the same time, he shoved two fingers up my pussy, fucking them in and out so fast his hand was a blur. Wet squishing sounds filled the room.

Carl kissed down my stomach and spread my legs. He rubbed his face up and down my gash, smearing pussy juice across his nose, lips and chin. He fluttered his tongue across my clit and shoved two fingers up my cunt, fucking them in and out. I arched my back, dug my fingers into his scalp and had another mind-blowing orgasm.

Without waiting for me to recover, Carl climbed on top and rammed his cock deep into my pussy. He pushed my knees back to my shoulders, driving it straight down inside me, bouncing off my cervix on each powerful thrust. One orgasm after the next sent me spinning into another world, juices flying from my gash and soaking both of us. His balls made wet slapping sounds against my asshole on each thrust. I felt him swell inside me. His face contorted. He buried his cock deep.

“AAARRRGGGHHH…”

The explosion was so powerful, I could feel his sperm squirting into me, setting me off again. One blast after another filled me so completely it oozed out and ran down my ass. He stayed deep inside me, my pussy twitching against his spent cock. When he finally pulled out, a gush of cum and cunt juice poured out of me, making a huge wet stain on the bedspread. 

“You’re not going to get pregnant on me, are you?”

“No,” I told him. “I’m good.”

I wasn’t really. I would have to find a morning-after pill.

He looked at his watch. “We have another hour. Why don’t you get out of those clothes?”