Part 1: s*******n and playing with old men

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Part 1: s*******n and playing with old men’I will provide the video camera, and I will pay for all the good videos you take’.I smiled, thinking, ‘What a dirty old bugger’, and as if reading my mind, he added, ‘I bet you think I am a pervert’?I nodded in consent, but in all honesty I thought his idea brilliant, and said as much, I needed the money, and he needed the content I would be shooting, pure raw amateur of girls doing what girls do out of sight of men, he wanted to be a ‘Fly on the wall’ and savor females in their formative years, what they thought, how they expressed themselves, what they talked about and especially about sex and men, pure wanking material and all I had to do was be there and video tape for him.His name was Brian and he was 56, his mannerisms put him close to being a p*******e, his keenness on youth came through as we discussed content matter, I was s*******n and a popular girl in school, so it was natural he chose me, girls looked up to me and wanted to hang out, all I needed to do was egg them along and let them express themselves, what he did with the video was his affair, though I suspected a good wank was in order.When I first read his add in the local newspaper I did not know what to expect, ‘Earn extra money, video camera supplied’, was the gist of it, but it was put in the section under ‘Lonely Hearts’, I always drifted onto it to read some of the desperate pleas for companionship, but mostly sex, I knew they were always wanting to fuck someone, and that inspired me to my own release, yes I admit to getting horny thinking about desperate men wanting pussy, my pussy to be precise, so I got off on the idea and relieved myself, on my bed, in my dingy little bedsit, suspecting the old landlord was listening outside my door, I was a noisy fucker when I came, and I liked to walk around in my tight knickers, especially when it came to Fridays, Escort and rent, always weekly, never monthly, that way he came four times a month, and got to see me, a kind of unspoken alliance, I showed, pretending not to, and he in return, charged me a ridiculously low rent, so knickers that had a see-through panel, were far too tight, or thongish, were displayed containing my curves, as I handed him my rent in my vampish manner. In many ways he was similar to Brian, not seemingly interested in fucking me, which I suppose in one way was glad, but catch me at the wrong time of the month, I suspected I might relent and take a quick load, you see, I was one of those girls who preferred to have ‘Bareback sex’, feeling a man cum inside you has an extra thrill, a kind of ‘Job well done feeling’.But really, like Brian, who wanted to be a fly on the wall in a girls dorm or bathroom, I was similarly into men’s fantasies and what turned their wheels, deep down I wanted to be the female amongst them, letting them feel me and talk dirty, I wanted to hear them beg to fuck and argue who is going first.I called Brain later that night, it was around 9PM, and I had drank a half bottle of wine, I suspected he was a perv and as such was prepared to string him along and see how far I could tease him, I was nude when I called, already wet and touching myself intimately, this could be a good session, and I thought I may as well do it and have some adult fun and release as I did, besides I have got men off in the past, pretending to call the wrong number, act drunk, and see if they took the bait, and coax me into masturbating, hearing them on the other end doing it, did wonders for my own orgasm.’Hi, I am calling about your advert in the paper, the one with the camera and extra money’, that came out strangely easier than I thought, I wondered if he sensed from my voice I was young, Escort Bayan a few second passed before he responded, ‘Can I ask you how old you are’, he spoke calmly and assuredly, ‘I am 17, is that too young’, there was a hint of fear in his voice, ‘No No, it’s perfect, if what you say is true’, I waited, then asked him, ‘Why would I lie about my age’, I waited a little longer, fearful he would hang up, just as it was getting interesting’, ‘You sound mature for a s*******n year old girl’, I relaxed somewhat, he was keen to go on, and I felt I had him where I wanted him, ‘Well, that’s because I consider myself mature’, I felt a surge go through me, as my eyes surveyed my naked body in the mirror opposite, my hand dropped between my legs and I started to masturbate slowly, something he must have noticed in my voice, as he remarked, ‘What are you doing’, I stopped touching myself, ‘I am sitting reading your add’, I replied warmly, ‘Would you like to come over and chat about what I have on my mind’, my heart skipped a beat, I was tempted in my heightened state of sexual awareness, ‘I dont know’, I replied, half regretting the thrill of going and half scared shitless, he might attack me.’Look tell someone where you are going you know my phone number, it’s perfectly safe and the offer is legitimate’, that really did appeal to me, as I realized I wanted to go, but before I could answer he threw in the offer of £50 to £100 per film, depending on content.’I will send a taxi for you, where do you live’, talk about closing the deal, I gave it to him and through on a few clothes, making sure my grey woolen stockings and school skirt were in place, the skirt setting off the schoolgirl look and the stockings riding high on my thighs, could be seen whenever I bent or sat down unladylike.I just tucked in my white blouse when my room door knocked, ‘Taxi Mariel’, Bayan Escort the voice called out from the other side of the door, ‘Just a minute I called out’, making my way across to it, I was opened down the front and my small breasts were visible, my nipples strangely and powerfully erect, I opened the door and his eyes set on them immediately, I gave him time to devour their beauty, before saying, ‘Sorry I’m in a hurry’, slowly buttoning up my blouse as I spoke, my eyes dropping to his crotch to see if there was a reaction, he saw my eyes drop, and when they met we both laughed, ‘Your a fucking tease, Mariel’, it surprised me as we never really spoke about our strange relationship, landlord and renter, I laughed openly, retorting, ‘You fucking love it’, the heat was in my loins and I wanted to fuck, but instead said, ‘Look do me a favor’, turning to the table I bent over and scribbled the phone number, and name of the person I was going to visit.I stood up and turned, he had been enjoying the view up my short skirt, ‘Your wearing my favorite pair’, I smiled, ‘Good’ I replied, pushed the paper into his hand and asked him to call me within the hour, and as I brushed past him I instinctive reached up and kissed him on the cheek. I felt his hand drop onto my bum and gently squeeze it, I waited momentarily as he slipped under the hemline and touched my warm fleshy buttock, I pulled of him, ‘Later’ and at that run down the stair to the waiting taxi, boarded, and was driven to his house on the outskirts of town.As we drove I had the urgency to touch myself as I sat behind the driver in the darkness of the car, I was about to explode when we arrived, so as I knocked on his door, I was teetering on the edge, I walked and felt the need to let go, and as he opened the door I needed to stop my orgasm before it tipped me over, I walked past him, with a strong urge to raise my short skirt, touch my toes and beg him to fuck me, he closed the door, effectively locking me in, my orgasm was just hovering, somehow I knew that tonight I was going to fuck, not one but two, read my next continuation for the ultimate end.