The school prostitutes I've played with

After a phone call, a heavily made-up girl who introduced herself as H, from a vocational school, showed me photos on her phone after A told me I was looking for a girl. I chose the one I liked best, but she said it wasn't good; she'd taken her out a few times and the clients didn't like her, so she wasn't going to use her anymore. I said this one had a bit of a pure, student-like look. Seeing my insistence, she went out and returned about ten minutes later with another girl. She looked even younger than in the photos, about 1.53 meters tall, wearing a tank top and low-waisted jeans. Her chest and hips were a bit flat, and her arms and legs were thin, like she was still developing. I asked if she was reliable. She assured me not to worry and said we could find another one if I didn't like her. I noticed the girl seemed hesitant and uneasy, probably because if I didn't get this job, I wouldn't have another chance. I remembered A telling me while I was waiting that these girls were mostly from poor families and didn't want to work hard and it would interfere with their studies, so this was their only option. So I softened, thinking that even if I wasn't satisfied, it was better to let her stay in my room for the night than to rush back, so I took her. Her name was ZJ, her ID card showed she was 17, and she was from a rather poor area. We could only talk about school; when we discussed anything sexual, she blushed and smiled awkwardly, acting quite shy. She even swallowed her drinks with a frown and wouldn't take the initiative. She was hesitant to put her arm around me. I thought to myself, these women all know how to pretend. Maybe my comment about liking innocent schoolgirls made her act like this. When we got to the room, I closed the door and told her to take off her clothes. She seemed surprised, "Brother, why now?" She started taking off her clothes. Her bra was indeed small, and even with the bra pulled up, there wasn't much cleavage. After taking off her pants, she hesitated, looking at me and saying she was a little embarrassed. I asked her if she wanted me to turn around. She actually nodded! I was so stunned, I just pulled her onto the bed. She was so scared that she closed her eyes, turned her head away, her face flushed red, and she didn't dare to move. She said it was the first time she had ever done this with a stranger, and tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke. I asked her if she wanted to do it with me, and she had p://17808y."Big brother called me here to have fun, didn't he?" I thought about it and H said she had no experience, so I said if I didn't want to, forget it. She said not to do that, the school dormitory was closed, and she had nowhere to stay outside. I told her I wouldn't kick her out, and to let her take a shower first. The shower and toilet in the room were separated by two glass panels. I could see her clearly while she was showering. Her waist was quite slender, and her pubic hair was very sparse. She kept rinsing herself after going in, and I felt a little impulsive, so I took off my clothes and went in. She was a little nervous when she saw me come in and said to let me in when she was done. I said we would shower together, so I went over and plugged the showerhead into the seat, rinsing her body while touching her. I asked her if she had never showered with a man before, and she nodded. I asked her why she was a school prostitute. She blushed for a long time and said, "I'm short of money." I said, "You must have saved a lot of money by taking customers, right?" She said, "I can't get any customers." I laughed. "Well, I'm pretty lucky. Are you your first customer?" She nodded but didn't say anything. Seeing how shy she was, I asked her if she was still a virgin and had already sold herself. She said no. So, while I hugged her bony back and rubbed her breasts, I reached out and explored her sparsely haired vulva. The hair was soft and fine, not shaved off on purpose. At the same time, my penis rubbed against her buttocks. She became a little breathless from the touch. When she turned her head, I leaned down to kiss her, but she only let me kiss her ears and neck. I asked why she wouldn't kiss me on the lips. She said she was sorry, that she was very uncomfortable being kissed by strangers, and that she was afraid my hard penis would penetrate her anus. This made me laugh. After rinsing her with water for a while, I put my fingers between her legs. There was a lot of vaginal fluid secreted from her vagina. I spread her labia with my fingers and probed inside. She said to be gentle, that she had never been touched by fingers before and was scared. I ignored her and directly inserted half of my finger. It was quite narrow, and my finger felt like it was being squeezed. Because the water had diluted the vaginal fluid outside, my fingers weren't lubricated enough, which made her a little unsteady and say it hurt. So we dried her off, picked her up, and put her on the bed. I had just put her on the bed when she said her hair was still wet and she needed to go to the bathroom to dry it. When she came out, I carried her to the bed and started kissing her, but she still wouldn't let me French kiss her. I figured that made sense; many prostitutes don't allow others to kiss them on the lips. I kissed her ears and neck, then moved down to her breasts. Her nipples were tiny, like mung beans. I put one in my mouth and licked it, and I could feel her breathing quicken. I didn't know if she was enjoying it or if it hurt. I continued down and asked her if she minded me licking her. She said she had never thought about it and asked if it wasn't dirty. I thought about it, and since she was selling herself, she must have a lot of sexual experience, so I let it go. I held her, touching her and chatting lewdly. She blushed and said it was up to me, so I talked to her about her sexual experiences. She said that when she was 15, she dated a male classmate. They watched porn at his house, and she was drugged and lost her virginity. Because it was painful and uncomfortable, she never did it again. When she went to vocational school, she dated an upperclassman, but he only wanted to have fun and would leave after graduation. So they only went to a hotel twice, and broke up because she didn't feel comfortable. Her family had some problems and couldn't give her living expenses anymore. She didn't want to drop out of school halfway. Coincidentally, two of her roommates from her hometown were working as prostitutes with H and were quite rich, so they introduced her to the business. She met several clients but couldn't get any. Once, she was finally recommended to an athlete. As soon as she entered the room, the man started pulling at her clothes, scaring her so much that she cowered in a corner and cried. The man immediately called H to come and sleep with him as compensation. The next day, H cursed her all day, "I let that guy fuck me so badly this morning that I couldn't even close my legs when I walked." "I laughed and asked her if she wanted to walk with her legs spread wide. She said she didn't know; her ex-boyfriends always said sex was great and made her try it, but she only felt something moving around inside her, which was uncomfortable. So I said, 'Looks like I'm going to sleep with you tonight.' I reached out and played with her clitoris and labia. She tensed up as if she was ready for it. I told her to relax, then I lay on top of her, spread her legs, and rubbed my hard penis against her. She got wet quickly, so I smeared the head of my penis with her juices and tried to push it in. But as soon as the head went in, it felt like it was going to be hard to go any further. She bit her lip and gripped the sheets tightly. I asked her if it hurt, and she nodded. So I pulled out and rubbed it against the entrance while pushing forward. It took me a few minutes to fully penetrate. I held her and made her sit up close to me. She pressed her lower abdomen against me. I asked her if she was uncomfortable. She said she was afraid my penis would slip out and I'd have to go through all that trouble to get it back in. So I thrust my hips and pushed her up, asking her, 'See, isn't it so easy to come out?'" "After a few thrusts, she said the kneeling position was uncomfortable, so I had her lie down, holding her knees and spreading her legs as wide as possible before slowly thrusting in and out. She said it felt much better, and with enough lubrication, I increased the frequency and force. Her vagina was quite narrow, and I could feel the vaginal walls gripping her tightly as I thrust in and out. When I pushed in, I could feel the glans separating the flesh. I suddenly realized we weren't wearing a condom and got a little nervous. Although she didn't have much experience, who knew if it was all real? So I pulled out, and she asked me why we stopped. She felt quite comfortable. I said I was going to put on a condom, but after putting it on and going back in, I felt uncomfortable, especially since the condoms provided by the hotel had a strong smell. I went soft after a few thrusts before I even ejaculated. She looked at me like she wasn't satisfied. I said I didn't like wearing condoms, and she said she didn't either. Her ex-boyfriend always wore one, which made her feel uncomfortable. I smiled and asked her what it felt like. She said that when it felt good, she felt like her flesh was being scraped inside, which didn't hurt but felt very pleasurable, but it was uncomfortable because her legs were spread apart." I'd never had sex this good with my friends with benefits or my ex-girlfriends. I asked her to sit up and give me oral sex, but she refused, looking upset and about to get angry. So I had her masturbate me. While I was masturbating, she kept saying that both of her boyfriends were underage and their sizes weren't as big as mine. She said she was worried about tearing her when I first tried to penetrate her. I laughed at her antics and asked her what position she liked best. She said she didn't know, both of her boyfriends were on top of her like that. The older guy wanted to flip her over so she could lie face down, but she didn't know how and didn't coordinate well, so she couldn't get in that time. As she was talking, I pushed her down and asked her if she had used condoms with the other two. She asked if I was doubting her because I was telling her all this. I said it was just to ensure we were both comfortable, and I needed to clarify things. She hesitated for a moment, saying that they had all told her before that not using a condom would result in pregnancy, and that H had also told them that men who liked to play around were dirty and that not using a condom would harm them. She didn't know what to do. I was now certain that at least she wasn't too promiscuous, so I persuaded her. On the one hand, I was healthy, and not using a condom was very comfortable. She agreed, so I let her lie on top of me and penetrate me. I made her grip my back tightly. When it got intense, I could feel that she had ejaculated and soaked the sheets. She kept biting her lip. I asked her what she was holding back. She said she felt... "It feels so good," I said. "If it feels good, moan out. Haven't you moaned before?" She said H taught them that if it's not comfortable, they should moan like sluts, and the man will quickly run out of steam. I said, "Then moan!" She refused because it felt good and she didn't want me to stop. I told her not to worry, that if this trick really worked, H would let her have sex all night. She chuckled and then quickly started breathing heavily. While I was having sex with her, I asked her how it felt the first time, how her boyfriend usually did it, and where he could penetrate her. She panted and asked if I was jealous, asking such questions. I was probably a little jealous at that moment, but then I remembered that she was someone I paid to hire. There was no need to invest too much emotion. I knelt down, put her legs on my shoulders, and fucked her hard around her slender waist. She was very thin, and when I thrust in and out, I felt my fingers hitting her bones. So I thrust deeply inside her and twisted, making her scream. Then I made her lie face down, propped her up with a pillow so her buttocks were sticking up, and pressed my whole body against her from behind, kissing her neck as I thrust. She said she couldn't breathe. I thought that her small body might actually be crushed to death by me, so I made her kneel with her buttocks sticking up. I held her waist and thrust hard into her from behind, asking her if that senior wanted to do this. She screamed and told me to stop asking. I fucked her from behind for a while, and when I pulled out, she fell to the side and said she was too weak to lie down. I told her to lie down and I continued. The sheets under her were soaked with her juices and sweat, and her hair was a mess. She asked me if I was done. I said I was getting into it. She was a little annoyed and said she was almost exhausted, so I thrust quickly until she couldn't even scream. Then I pulled out, and she said it was really killing her. I asked her if she had short sex times. She said the other two only lasted a few minutes. The first time, her boyfriend, under the influence of alcohol, barely managed to get in and came after a couple of thrusts. Meeting me really broadened her horizons. I carried her to the bathroom, gave her a shower, and we went to bed. In the middle of the night, she snuggled up and woke me. I checked the time; I'd only slept for two hours and wasn't too tired, so I let her hold me, reminiscing about our lovemaking earlier. While washing her, I parted her labia and saw her two pink, tender flesh. Thinking about another round, I pulled back the covers and looked at her naked body, thinking how pitiful it was for such a young girl, forced into prostitution just because she needed money. Her first time with someone was so inexplicable, and she hadn't experienced any pleasure from sex. Perhaps if she encountered another guy who wanted to force himself on her, she wouldn't be able to sleep well. I teased her clitoris and her parted labia, and when I touched her, she woke up and asked if I wanted to have sex. I said, "If you're tired, then forget it."She said she kept dreaming about me having sex with her in all sorts of ways, just like in the porn she'd seen. I chuckled and, while she was still dazed, I kissed her mouth-to-mouth with my tongue. Although her mouth wasn't small, her tongue felt good inside. She woke up abruptly and tried to push me away, but perhaps because the kiss felt so good, she gave up after a struggle. I asked her what was wrong, and she said she'd never been kissed like that before. Her ex-boyfriends would kiss her on the lips and then try to get her to give him oral sex, but she couldn't stand the taste and could only lick him. They also wouldn't French kiss her. I said that was a long time ago, why are you still so fastidious? So I kissed her, my hands constantly exploring her body. Some places felt like they were being electrocuted when I touched them, which I found quite endearing. After she got wet, we did it for a while longer. Suddenly, she asked if she might get pregnant. I said I wasn't worried, since I hadn't ejaculated inside her, and I had good control. Young men are afraid of leaking because they can't control themselves, but I can. Then, during a rapid thrusting session, just as she was grabbing at me, I felt a little leak when I reached the very end. It was probably because I hadn't ejaculated before. I stopped, not daring to tell her I'd leaked, and just asked if she wanted me to wear a condom because I wanted to ejaculate. She asked if we could do it a little longer, begging me to hurry up. I thought I'd just buy her the pill the next day, so I thrust hard for a while and ejaculated inside her. After I finished, she looked very satisfied and asked what happened, why it felt so warm inside. I said I'd ejaculated. She suddenly burst into tears, saying she'd get pregnant, how could I have ejaculated inside her? I comforted her for a while, and she stopped crying and asked me to buy her the pill. I led her to the bathroom, and she said something was leaking from down there. I looked and saw semen mixed with vaginal fluid. I made her squat down, and while I washed my penis, I watched her there, wanting to reach in and rub it but hesitant. So I used the showerhead to wash her genitals, and then used my fingers to rub it out. After rubbing it for a bit, she said she couldn't squat anymore, so I helped her up. Seeing her flushed face and pounding heart, she was definitely wet again. I reached down and touched her; vaginal fluid was flowing down her inner thighs. I told her to hug my neck, and she did, but I didn't know what I was going to do. So I pressed her against the wall, spread her legs, and picked her up. My still-erect penis went back inside her. After pressing her against the wall and thrusting a few times, she said she felt uncomfortable, so I put her down. She was too short; standing up was impossible unless I held her. I used a towel to prop her up on the sink so she could sit on it, the height just right for penetration. After a few minutes, she said she was too tired. I knew I had to work the next morning, so I carried her to the bed and thrust rapidly until she was completely dry. That was my second ejaculation, this time inside her. Although it wasn't as much as last time, it lasted much longer. She said she was too tired and worried about class the next day, so I told her to go to sleep and shower in the morning. The next day, I was woken by my alarm and saw her fast asleep next to me. I realized I didn't have any valuables with me—my ID and wallet were still on me—so I told her to go to sleep while I went to work. In the afternoon, I went to a small pharmacy to buy emergency contraception but didn't see her. I called her friend, and she answered, saying she wouldn't dare skip class and would come to the hotel after dinner. After the meeting ended at 10 PM, when I got home, she had already washed up and was asleep in bed. I woke her up to take her medication, but she said she wasn't afraid. H said she was in her safe period today, but I was worried she might actually be pregnant, so I made her take the medication properly. We chatted, and I learned that H had asked A for 500 yuan last night, giving her 200. I told her to ignore H for now, stay overnight, and call her dorm to say her relatives were visiting and staying at a guesthouse. I'd give her all the money and guarantee an even better night. Looking at the calendar, tomorrow is Saturday, so it looks like we can have a wilder time tonight. I'd always said I wouldn't go to prostitutes, but after she let me, I felt addicted. No matter what I did with my other sex partners, I didn't feel satisfied. Since coming back, I still don't want to hire prostitutes. I know the area well; they're all experienced enough to open classes, so I doubt I'll encounter a novice like her. [The End]

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