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"You can get dressed now."
She and Eritrea go to her office and I get dressed and follow them.
"You're a very beautiful young lady, Jayden. I can see why your aunt wants you protected. There'll be lot of young boys trying to date you."
"Thank you, doctor. Aunt Eritrea is very good to me."
We leave the office with a six-month prescription for birth control pills. Eritrea has it filled and we return to her apartment.
"Here, you have to start taking them today; so, that by the end of the month you will be fully protected."
I know where I will hide them. In the tummy of a teddy bear I have on my bed. There is a zipper on its back and nobody ever touches it. I have had it for years.
When I leave, Eritrea reminds me about Wednesday and asks me to call if there is a problem. Otherwise, she will expect me at five-thirty. The next two days are really hard on me. I have second thoughts about this adventure hundreds of times; but, every time I look at our apartment, and think about what his could do for us, I resolve to go through with it. Every night I suck Robbie's thumb it seems to relax me. I look forward to his cum in my throat.
Finally, Wednesday arrives. As I ride the elevator to Eritrea's floor, I look at myself in the mirrors. I have on a short skirt with a matching blouse. If Don gets to look up my skirt, he will see a very sexy green thong. I am shaking when I ring the bell.
Eritrea greets me with a smile. She is dressed in a black dress that is molded to her body. Her hair is up and her makeup is flawless. I follow her to the living room, where a mature man is sitting. He is looking at me as I study him.
"Jayden, this is Don. Don, this is Jayden, the young lady I told you about."
"Hello Jayden. Eritrea didn't come close to describing how beautiful you really are."
"Thank you."
I'm embarrassed and blushing. I can feel the heat all over my body. Don is a grey haired, mature man over six feet tall. His suit looks like it was made for him. Hell, likely it was! When he stands up, he towers over me. He extends his hand to me.
"How are you Jayden?"
"Good, thank you."
"I'll leave you two together. I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything.
Eritrea leaves the room and, when she walks past Don, she turns and winks at me.
"Eritrea tells me you are going to follow in her footsteps."
"Yes, I hope too. You want to be the first?"
"I certainly would love that, Jayden. Now that I have met you, I want it more than anything else. You're a very attractive young girl."
"Eritrea said that you would show me what you want to put in me."
Now, Don's blushing. I guess I caught him off guard. I watch as he fidgets.
"You get right to the point, don't you, Jayden? Maybe we should go into the bedroom."
I follow him and he motions for me to sit on the edge of the bed. He goes into the adjoining bathroom. When he comes out, he is in a robe.
"This is the first time I've ever auditioned for sex. But, you're worth it, if I'm your first."
He opens the robe and is naked. His flat stomach is covered with grey hair and his cock is standing straight out from his body. It is so much bigger then Robbie's! It must be at least eight inches long and five inches around. How would something so big get into my small pussy? Don walks towards me with his cock bouncing. I want to reach out and touch it. I can see a large sack at the base of his cock. Everything looks so stunning.
"You can touch it, if you like."
I slowly reach up and grasp it. Don gasps and I see his eyes close. It's so warm and rigid, but soft. I push back on the foreskin revealing a massive purple head. I look at the slit in it. A small pearl of moisture is forming on the widest portion of the slit. For some reason, I want to use my tongue to lick it. With one hand on his shaft I move down and cradle his sack in my other hand. I can feel two massive balls moving as I cup it. Don's eyes are still closed. I can smell his cologne. I continue to gaze at his body. Don's legs are hairy like the rest of his body. The desire to taste the drop of moisture is getting stronger. I wonder what he would think if I did it? Throwing caution to the wind, I lean over and flick my tongue on the head, licking the drop of pre-cum. The taste is stronger than Robbie's; but, appetizing just the same. Don's eyes open and he sighs.
"That was nice, Jayden. Your hands feel so good on me!"
I look up at him and take the plunge. I engulf the head of his cock and start sucking. I know Robbie really likes it; so, I assume Don will too. It's so big! I feel like I have a log in my mouth. Don is moaning and, then, I feel him slowly thrusting back and forth. I get more pre-cum. His balls feel soft as I caress them. Don's robe falls to the floor.
"Jayden, I have to sit or lay down or I am going to fall down. I never thought you would do something like this."
"Don't you like it?"
"Oh yes, but my legs are so weak."
Using his cock as a leash, I guide him to the bed. While he is lying down, I undo the clasp holding my skirt and it drops to the floor. When Don looks up he can see my thong molded to my pussy lips. With my bum pointing at his face I lean over and continue to suck him. His hips are rising off the bed to meet my sucking. I can feel his hands on my bum. His finger is rubbing my asshole. I wiggle, trying to get the thong out of my ass crack, so he can rub my hole. He gets the hint and I feel the strip pulled out of my crack and his finger on my opening. Don is breathing hard. Then he stiffens. Surge after surge of cum enters my throat. I am certainly not prepared for the volume and start to gag as I swallow. Soon, I have it under control and suck him till his cock starts to soften. When I look at Don he mouths, 'thank you.'
Then I feel his hand on my bum, pulling me towards his mouth. His tongue is now on my hole, trying to force it in. I have never felt anything like this. I feel my thong move off my pussy and Don kisses me there. Now that feels wonderful.
When I get off the bed, my body is trembling. Don nearly made me cum with his tongue. I pick up my skirt, go to the bathroom and get dressed. I am still trembling. I go to the kitchen and Eritrea is smiling.
"How did it go? Do you still want to go through with it?"
"I think it went good. Don's a nice man, but he's so big. Do you think he will fit in me?"
"Oh, yes. Remember, that is where babies come from. They're a lot bigger than Don's large cock. He has a nice one, doesn't he?"
I'm blushing, realizing that Eritrea has likely enjoyed that cock in her on a few occasions.
"Yes, it's nice; so big, so warm and tasty."
"Tasty? You didn't?"
"Yes, I did."
Just then, Don comes into the kitchen dressed. He sits at the table and stares at me.
"Jayden, I can't remember when I felt as good as I do right now. I feel drained."
Eritrea started to laugh.
"You are drained, aren't you?"
"Yes, very. I didn't expect anything like that on our first meeting."
I told Eritrea and Don I have to go because my mom would be home soon. We make arrangements to meet again Friday and Saturday. They walked me to the door and, as I'm about to leave, Don offers to shake my hand. I can feel something in my palm as we say goodbye. In the elevator I open my hand and see bills, five one hundred dollar bills. I can't believe I have that much money! The most I've ever had is forty dollars and that was from many nights of babysitting. Now, I have five hundred dollars just for sucking Don's cock! I think I am going to like this.
When I call Eritrea and tell her, she's happy for me and suggests we get a bank account as soon as possible. Wednesday is a PA day for me; so, I ask if she will be free. She is. That day I get a bank account with Eritrea as my guardian, since I'm u******e. She gets a book of checks, signs them all and gives them to me.
"All you have to do is write them out, sign them and you can buy what you want. The first thing we need to do is to get you some clothes. You can keep them at my apartment."
Eritrea takes me to a very expensive boutique where they have my size in very lustrous clothing. She picks out a body clinging dress, slip and matching thong and bra. I can't believe the cost. She puts it on her account.
"You can pay me after your encounter with Don. You'll have a lot of money shortly."
I meet Don seven more times before the end of the month. Each time I suck him dry and each time he gives me five hundred dollars. I am able to pay back Eritrea and still have over two thousand in the bank. Finally, the end of the month is near. It's difficult trying to figure out how I'll get out of the apartment for the weekend. Eritrea figures it out. She will become a big sister. She makes arrangements to meet my mom. I'm wondering how she will impress my mom with her clothing and her body. But Eritrea is full of surprises. I've convinced myself it will never work.
Before the initial visit, I work on mom suggesting it will help me grow up being able to talk to somebody else besides her. Mom sees it as a good thing and asks me how I got involved with it. I know a number of girls at school who have big sisters and most are very happy with the arrangement. They, like me, come from single parent homes and it allows them to see more of the world.
Nobody is more surprised than me when Eritrea shows up for a meeting with my mom. She is dressed in a black business suit and black flats. Her hair is up in a bun and she looks like a schoolteacher. Her body is evident; but, it is not displayed like I am used to seeing her. Mom and Eritrea hit it off. It turns out Eritrea's hometown is eight miles from mom's and both remember the local teams competing with each other. By the end of the visit mom is agreeing to let me stay with Eritrea for the weekend at the end of the month.
Prior to that weekend, Eritrea invites me to stay overnight. She tells me it'll be our time together, prior to me becoming a woman. Mom readily agrees to let me stay. On Friday, I packed a small suitcase and Eritrea picked me up in a taxi to go her apartment. Before we get there, we shopped for three more outfits for me.
"Tonight, I'm going to show off my niece! It'll be a good time for us to line up more clients for you after your first time with Don."
That evening, I'm dressed in a black dress that stops just below my pussy. I've a matching, lacy, black bra and thong, nylons and a black matching garter belt. My black raised shoes set off my long legs. With make-up I could pass for sixteen or s*******n. It's quite the evening! I must have met twenty men, who all look at me with interest. Eritrea talks with many of them and she's continually winking at me. Finally, she approaches me and suggests we leave.
In the taxi, she tells me she has arranged for seven men to meet with me after Don takes my cherry, with each man paying five thousand dollars per visit. After that, she feels comfortable at charging two thousand dollars for each time I have a man.
"Do you think I can be with that many men in such a short time?"
"Well, if Don takes you on Friday, we'll space them out over the next two days. It's conditional on how you feel after Don."
I really don't know what to say. I'm still trying to figure out how much money that will be. Then, I realize its thirty five thousand plus Don's seventy five hundred. I can't believe it!
That night I can hardly get to sleep.
On the Wednesday before the fateful weekend, Eritrea invites me out to supper. Mom approves. Eritrea has really made an impression on her. After arriving at her apartment, and changing into my new clothing, we go to another fine restaurant. Again, Eritrea makes numerous contacts for me. During dinner she tells me that Don has arranged a suite at a very expensive hotel. The suite will be mine till Sunday night. Don will leave, after taking my cherry, and she will arrange to have others come and visit.
Eritrea gives me a present of a leather-bound appointment book. The first name in it is Don's, for Friday night at seven. Saturday is blank; but, she supplies me with a list of seven names and phone numbers.
"In this business, Jayden, you always collect for your services first and always take only cash. If you're in doubt about a client, just refuse him. I'll have a friend of mine watch over you. His fee is one thousand dollars for the weekend. He's meeting us for dinner."
As Eritrea tells me more about the ins and outs of the business, I watch as a walking mountain enters the restaurant. He's dressed in a stylish business suite and walks to our table.
"Hello Bill, this's Jayden. She'll need your services this weekend."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Jayden."
Arrangements are made for Bill to be nearby all weekend. He'll be in an adjoining room with a head set, listening to everything that goes on. At the first sign of trouble he'll take care of the problem.
On Friday afternoon, Eritrea picks me up from school and takes me to the hotel. She has a suitcase with my clothes. The suite is impressive! The sign on the door says it costs twelve hundred a night. I'm glad I'm not paying for it!
"In this business, the client pays all the expenses; taxis, room, meals etc. Don't ever pay anything yourself! The fee you charge is for you. Your only expense is your bodyguard."
The bedroom is massive with a king sized bed. We have two hours before Don arrives and Eritrea leaves. She suggests I take a bath and then change into a sheer nighty and robe. She accompanies me to the bathroom and helps me bathe. When she dries me, she leans over and kisses my pussy lips.
"It is the last time I will be able to kiss your pussy as a virgin. After this weekend, you'll be a woman of the trade."
Eritrea rubs my body with scent, and then helps me with the nighty and robe. She has me lay on the bed and spreads my legs. I can feel her at my pussy.
"I just rubbed your pussy with some desensitizing cream. It will help you so you don't feel the pain. I use it when I know that I will be getting fucked in my asshole. It's very good."
I'm a bit in shock. Am I doing the right thing? Eritrea takes a last look around the room and starts to leave.
"Bill's next door. He can hear everything. If you feel you are getting in trouble ask, whoever is in here with you, what time it is. That is the signal for Bill that you need help. I don't think you will have any trouble; but, it is a good feeling knowing you aren't alone."
Then, she is gone and the door closes. Don will be here in ten minutes. I assume he'll be on time. Then, there is a knock on the door. Don is waiting to be asked in. He is elegantly dressed. I lead him into the bedroom.
"Do you like the room?"
"Oh yes, Don. It's beautiful. I never thought I would ever be able to be in one."
"I can assure you that you'll be in many of them often."
I watch Don undress. His cock is looming straight out from his body. I know everything about it as I have sucked it enough. I walk to the bed and sit on the edge. He comes to me and hands me an envelope. It's my fee. I tuck it in the draw. Don sits beside me, leans over and kisses me. He stands up and has me stand and removes my robe and lifts my gown over my body. I'm standing before him naked. My breasts and nipples are firm, waiting for Don's touch. He has me lay on my back and kisses my nipples. His hands are all over my young body. I can feel his finger gently searching for my clitoris. My pussy is full of moisture, anticipating the inevitable. Don kisses down my tummy and then my inner thighs. I feel his tongue on my clitoris. So far, everything feels good. I know he is trying to stick his tongue in me; but, the cream Eritrea put in me dulls the feeling. My hands are in his hair, caressing him, as he licks and tongues my pussy. He gets up and I am facing his massive cock. Now is the moment of truth. Don gets between my legs and put the head of his cock against my pussy.
"Are you sure, Jayden? I really want you, but I will stop if you have any second thoughts."
"I'm okay. I'm just a little nervous."
Don looks at me, and then lowers his body. The massive head is at my pussy opening. I can feel the pressure as he pushes. My knees are up and spread to give him a better angle. The massive head of his cock enters me. Why am I doing this to myself? That thought is running through my mind. Don continues his drive to my cherry. I can feel his cock head at my hymen even with the cream. Don pulls back and thrusts, breaking my cherry. Now, I really feel full. I feel a slight pain, but nothing as bad as I would have had without the cream.
Don starts a thrusting motion. I can feel his cock withdrawing and then re-entering my pussy. As my body adjusts to the intruder, I feel a different sensation. It feels good. Instinctively my body starts thrusting upwards to meet his every stroke. In my dazed mind, I can hear Don pant; as he continues to pumps into me. It surprises me I can accept all of his cock. It feels so full. My body's tingling. Don suddenly stiffens and I feel the rush of cum filling me. I can feel the heat from each surge. Finally, he stops. He has a stupid smile on his face as he rolls both of us over while he is still embedded deep in my cunt.
"Thank you for letting me be your first, Jayden. You were fantastic. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did."
"It was starting to feel good when you ejaculated."
"Well, once I get hard again, I'll make sure you climax. But, you are so tight I couldn't hold off any longer. I just had to cum."
We fuck three more times that night before he leaves. Just before he left he handed me a small jewelry box. It contains a gold necklace with a diamond pendent. I've never seen a diamond that large so close.
"This is a small token to remind you of this night and how much I appreciate you. Good night, Jayden, I'm sure I'll see you again."
I heard the door close. My pussy still feels like it's stretched. I find it difficult to walk the first few steps. The telephone rings; its Eritrea.
"Well, how did it go?"
"Good. Don fucked me three times. He made me cum twice; but, I'm bleeding."
"Okay, it's natural to be bleeding a bit. I'll be there shortly to help you clean up."
Eritrea shows me how to douche and clean up my body after being fucked.
"When you do one client after another, you have to clean up after each one of them. They each want you to be fresh for them. Tomorrow morning we will get you all the items you need. Did Don give you that diamond pendant?"
"Yes, as a memento of this evening, something to remember him. He says he will be calling me again."
"He told me the same thing in the lobby. He wanted to see you tomorrow; but; I told him you are all booked. We have to call each one of them tonight and arrange times. Is that all right with you?"
I call four of the names on the list. Each agrees to pay five thousand dollars for an hour of my time and body. The first one is at eleven, the last is at six. Eritrea has appointments as well and she suggests we go for dinner after eight. She doesn't have any clients after that. I agree.
The first gentleman is a black man. His cock is at least ten inches long! He insists on licking me till I cum before he fucks me. I'm concerned; but, he is gentle and only puts about seven inches in me. I can't believe the amount of cum he pumps into me. When I stand in the shower cum pours from my cunt. I had to use my douche three times to get everything out of me. The balance of the day goes well. My pussy is now used to the different sizes of the cocks going into me. Now I realize why Eritrea's cunt is so big. It has been stretched to accommodate all the different sizes of cocks! I wonder about my asshole. She mentioned men would want to use it. So far, no one suggested fucking me there. I can't believe the amount of cash I have! I call room service to have the bed made up with clean sheets. They still think Don is staying here. After cleaning up, after the last client, I decide to deposit most of the money. Eritrea has shown me how to do it. I do no more than five thousand for each deposit; so, I had to make five separate deposits. Before leaving the room, I contact the last three names on my list. Each agrees to the fee and the times. I'll be free tomorrow afternoon at three. That'll give me time to go to Eritrea's and convert back to the young schoolgirl that left moms apartment Friday afternoon. I'll never be that girl again.
After paying Bill his fee, I then tell him that I will not need his services tonight or after three tomorrow. He thanks me and leaves, telling me he will be in the room at nine-tomorrow morning. I'll have a sizable amount of cash. I'll need more clothing and a lot of lingerie. Men seem to love looking at me in sexy lingerie. Now, I can afford it. I see a Victoria's Secret across the street. I spend nearly eight hundred dollars. The older clerks didn't want to serve me when I keep asking to see more items. Finally, I convinced a very young clerk I'm serious. The others are surprised when I pay for all the purchases in cash. I arrange to have everything delivered to Eritrea's apartment.
By the end of the weekend I'm very tired, but very rich. Eritrea and I actually sleep for four hours Sunday after we are done with our clients. I arrive at home at eight, accompanied by Eritrea dressed in her business suit. She tells mom how lucky she is to have such a wonderful daughter. She also makes arrangements for me to visit for the day next Saturday. She leaves telling me she will call me during the week. I tell mom all about the restaurants we ate at and all the window-shopping we did.
As soon as we are alone, Robbie drops his pants and asks me to suck his thumb. He is so small compared to the large cocks I've had in me during the weekend. I suck him dry and watch him fall asleep. It doesn't take me long to get to sleep.
For the next number of months, I settle into a routine of doing at least three men per weekend. I now insist all wear condoms. Don made arrangements with me to take my anal cherry for the same fee. My bank account is building up. Every couple of weeks Eritrea arranges for me to stay the weekend and I arrange to have as many men as possible. I how have it down to an art to be ready in less than fifteen minutes for my next client. My wardrobe is extensive. The same woman that does Eritrea's, launders all my clothes too. It's expensive, but well worth it. When they come back they look like they're new.
I'm now back at school, still wearing my same school clothes to school. I've got to keep up appearances. But, now I know that I have a wardrobe that matches any girls in school! I maintain my marks. I also have a safety deposit box full of cash and expensive jewelry that I have received as gifts from my numerous clients. In November, I ask Eritrea to help me with my family's Christmas.
"I want this to be the best Christmas ever for mom and Robbie; but, how do I do it without them finding out what I have done to get the money?"
"Well, I don't know. Maybe Don can help. He has always had a lot of money."
Don comes over Saturday afternoon and we tell him of my concerns. His suggestion is simple. I won a lottery and Eritrea collected for me. There wasn't any publicity because of Eritrea's profession. The officials just paid on the winning ticket. The last thing they wanted was publicity that an escort had won the lottery. The prize we set is seventy-five thousand dollars. I can do a lot with that amount of money.
Don said he could help me by using his firms influence to get the most for my money. I tell him I want to get a house for mom with a payment that matches our current rent. I mentioned the television that mom and I looked at. At the end of the evening, everything is arranged. I take Don to the bedroom and ask if he wants a blowjob or to fuck me, it's on the house. He asks to fuck me in the asshole. I oblige. I am on my knees with my ass at the edge of the bed when he buries his cock in me. It feels good when his hot cum fills my ass.
"What would it take for you to become my personal assistant, Jayden? What I mean is, you would have no more appointments, just me."
I look at him wondering what he means. Does he want my services all the time?
"I'm willing to pay you a fixed sum every week, that we both agree on, to ensure that you're always available for me. I can afford it."
"I'll still go to school and live at home during the week. So, I'm not available then."
"That's agreeable. Any time you are available it will be only for me, no one else."
Since my current fee is fifteen hundred dollars per appointment, I've been only taking four per Saturday. When I have a weekend with Eritrea, I am able to accommodate more clients. I have a very healthy bank account and closets full of new clothing. Considering my f******nth birthday is next month, I've done rather well. I've every intention of continuing school. I realize that this profession can't last forever. The novelty of me being young will change, as I grow older. Eritrea tells me she grosses approximately four thousand a week. Her apartment costs her nearly three thousand a month.
"What sum do you have in mind?"
"How does seventy five hundred per week sound?"
I can't believe anyone would offer that amount of money just so they could fuck anytime it's convenient. Don must be very rich to make the offer. I need to talk to Eritrea.
"Can I give you an answer by the end of the week?"
"Of course, take all the time you need ... till the end of the week. Here's my private number. If I do not answer, tell the voice on the other end that its Jayden and leave your phone number. I'll call you within fifteen minutes. By the way, I'll still help you purchase a home for your family regardless of your decision."
Don leaves.
"Eritrea, what would you do? How rich is Don?"
"Well, let me put it his way: he could pay you twenty five thousand a week and it wouldn't put a dent in his wealth. He's a very rich man with mega dollars rolling into his bank account every week. If he made that offer to me I would take it in a second! Even if it only lasts for a year, think of the money you'll earn. You would never have to concern yourself where your college funds will come from."
I walk home from Eritrea's. By the time I get to our apartment I know I will accept. Don is always kind and caring when he's with me. The following day I call the number Don gave me. A curt voice answers.
"Yes?"
"Hello, this is Jayden calling for Don. My number is 479-2148."
The line goes dead. I wonder who that ignorant person is. I make a note to ask Don. Within fifteen minutes the phone rings.
"Hello."
"Jayden, this is Don. You called."
"I'll accept your offer starting this week. I will be at Eritrea's Saturday morning."
"You have no idea how happy I am, Jayden. I will be back in the city by Friday."
"Back in the city? Where are you?"
"London, England. I flew out after I left you and Eritrea. I'm here on business."
"Will you help me find a house for my family?"
"I'll do better than that, I'll have my agents look for some units in the price range you suggested and we'll look at them Saturday."
"Oh, I don't know how to thank you, Don. One question: Who is that nasty person that answers your phone?"
"That's Markus. You'll find him in a much better mood the next time you call. That number is known to a very few people. I'll talk to him. I have to go to an appointment right now; so, I have to cut this short. I'll see you on the weekend."
I tell Eritrea of my decision and she hugs me and agrees it's the best thing for me. I'm happy about it too. I'll only have to contend with Don and I know what he likes. The week goes fast and when I reach Eritrea's apartment building Friday evening, Don is waiting at the door.
"I didn't expect you here this early, Don. When did you get back from England?"
"Last night. My staff made a number of inquiries for you in regards to a house for your family. I've six possible choices for you. But before we go there, I have a surprise for you."
"What kind of a surprise?"
"You will see."
We board the elevator and Don selects the floor. I'm watching the floor numbers rush by when we pass eighteen.
"Don, we just passed Eritrea floor. Did you make a mistake?"
"No mistake."
The elevator stops on the twenty-sixth floor. I follow Don down the hall to unit number 2621.
"Who lives here?"
"You do, any time you want."
Don opens the door and hands me the keys. The apartment is larger than Eritrea's and is fully furnished. There's a very large television and stereo in the entertainment room. The king sized bed is gorgeous with all the feminine trimmings. I can swim in the bathtub it's so big. The kitchen is fully equipped with the refrigerator and freezer is full of food. Don is watching me. He has a soft smile on his face.
"Oh, Don, this place must cost a fortune! You don't have to, you know. I will only be here on Saturdays."
"I own the building, Jayden; so, it really doesn't cost me a thing. I'll expense it as a suite for visiting clients."
"You own the building? Wow!"
"I own many buildings, such as this one, all over the country. If you ever want to travel, let me know. There's a good possibility I own an apartment or a hotel where you are going."
All my clothes from Eritrea's apartment are hanging in the many closets. There's a large, open balcony with patio furniture and the view of the city is breathtaking. I'm still in a trance. A thirteen year old has an apartment in one of the best buildings in the city. No one will believe me! Don leads me back to the bedroom and undresses me. After laying me on the bed I watch him undress. His arousal is evident. I spread my legs to accept him. Don enters me slowly and then starts his movements. I feel so happy. I'm lost when I climax. Finally, I feel Don tense up as he blows his load deep in me. I push against him to feel every surge of his cum. He rolls to one side of the bed and closes his eyes. His marvelous cock is a shrunken stub.
Later in the evening, Don suggests we go out to dinner, instead of looking at the houses. We can do that early Saturday morning. He requests that I wear an evening gown. After a marvelous bath, in my new tub, I pick out a light blue thong and matching bra. When Eritrea suggested I buy an evening gown, I never thought I would have any use for it! Tonight, I'm happy she insisted. As with other girls of the trade, I wear nylons and garter belts. Not only is it sexy, but it gives our clients a wonderful view. My only problem is my hair.
"Don, what am I going to do with my hair? Eritrea usually does it for me."
"Just a minute, Jayden."
I can hear him on the phone, there is a short conversation, and he hangs up.
"A hair stylist will be here momentarily."
"How did you do that on a Friday night?"
"People will do anything for money. I know a few people in the building."
The doorbell chimes. It is soft sound throughout the apartment. Don answers and I hear voices.
"Jayden, the stylist has arrived."
There's a man with makeup case waiting for me. He motions for me to sit. Within minutes, he has my hair in a neat flair of a fashion model. He fastens it's with a comb that appears rimmed with diamonds as each one sparkles in the night.
"How is that, miss?"
"It's fantastic!"
"Mr. Parsons?"
"You are a magician, Mario. Send me the bill."
When we step out of the building, a long black limousine is waiting for us. A uniformed driver rushes to open the back door. The interior is luxurious with deep, soft, leather seats. There is a television, phone and a fax machine. I'm overwhelmed!
"Whose car is this?"
"Mine. It's one of three I have in the city. They're at your disposal anytime you need one. This is the number."
Don hands me a card and a new cell phone.
"Always keep the phone with you. Call Markus, he has been instructed to provide you with anything you require. He will fulfill your requests."
The balance of the evening is incredible. The restaurant is one that I have read about, but never thought I would be eating at. It's a night that dreams are made of. But, it isn't a dream. I'm here! Don knows many people and they all seem to go out of their way to please him.
Tonight will be the first time I sleep all night with a man. Don curls my body into him, spoon fashion, and I fall asleep, exhausted. The next morning, I wake with Don looking at me. He guides me to my back and mounts me. What a way to start the day. His loving is slow and generous, making sure I have a climax before he unleashes his load of cum in me.
By ten o'clock we're sitting in a new Suburban driving to the five homes his staff has picked out. The first two didn't interest me at all. The third looks like the one mom and I picked out in the kiosk at the mall. It's perfect. It's in a subdivision, four blocks from our apartment, so Robbie and I will not have to change schools. It is four blocks closer to mom's work.
Don makes arrangements to have his lawyers work out the details. He asks me for mom's full name and our current address. The next stop is for furniture. This is where Don's contacts really pay off. Everything I look at is arranged at dealer's cost. It turns out Don is the landlord of a major furniture dealer in the city. The owner can't do enough for me. I arrange to have all the furniture delivered Monday. Don will have one of his employees at the house to supervise the delivery and setup. His own housekeepers will arrange for d****s and curtains.
When I arrive home from school on Wednesday, there is a large envelope waiting for me. It contains all the legal documents, in reference to the property transfer to my mom's name. The mortgage has been approved, at the request of Don, who sits on the board of directors of the bank. I later find out that he guaranteed the mortgage. The payments are nearly fifty dollars lower than our rent.
I ask Don about a Christmas tree and he arranges for it, plus a number of presents for my mom to help get settled in the new house.
That evening mom is excited. She made arrangements for Robbie to stay at the Greens. She and I go shopping with the money she saved from her salary increase. I convince her to buy Robbie a PlayStation 2.
"But that will take all the money. I won't have any left to buy you something extra."
"That is okay, mom. The look on Robbie's eyes will be worth every penny you spend."
We had a wonderful time stopping at McDonald's for hamburgers and fries, something we hadn't done for years. When we arrive home mom hides the gift while I go and retrieve Robbie. That night we wrap the gift, both of us giggling and knowing that Robbie will be thrilled. I have been telling him all December not to expect anything large because mommy just couldn't afford it.
Just prior to the Christmas break, I arrange to have a large dinner cooked and to be delivered to our new home Christmas day. Mom had planned a dinner; but, I convinced her to let me buy dinner at a restaurant from my babysitting money.
On Christmas Eve mom comes home in the afternoon, as her office closed early for the season.
"Jayden, this will be a nice Christmas for Robbie. I wish I had enough money to buy you something nice."
"Mom, I know how hard it is to make money. I am happy for you and Robbie. We have our health and a good meal for Christmas. Enjoy your time off from work. Tomorrow will be a great day for us."
"Yes it will, Jayden. I only wish you father was alive to enjoy it with us. Things would be a lot different."
That evening we enjoyed a Christmas special on television. Robbie was so excited when he went to bed. He didn't even ask for his thumb to be sucked.
All during this time, I have managed to meet Don three times at the apartment. I really like making love with him. He is kind, gentle and does many things to make sure I get the most out of our lovemaking. The doorman falls over himself to assist me. He must know Don is looking out for me.
Finally, Christmas morning: the tree mom and I decorated looks great with the presents under it. Most are small things in big boxes. Mom and I watch as Robbie finally gets to open his Play Station. He is ecstatic. The look on his face is worth every penny mom spent on the gift. After breakfast I suggest we go for a walk. Robbie wants to stay and play with his gift; but, mom convinces him to come with us. With the key to the new house in my purse, we set out.
"Mom, let's go to the new area and look at our dream houses. I feel so good today."
I lead them to the area and we see a number of 'For Sale' signs. As we pass each one, we pick it apart k**ding ourselves why we would not live there. Finally, we approach the new home.
"Mom, this looks like the one we saw in the mall. Don't you wish we were living here?"
"Yes, Jayden, but it's only a dream. Look at the curtains in the window they're beautiful"
When I walk to the door, mom is confused.
"Jayden, what are you doing? They may be watching."
"Mom, come on. Nobody is watching."
When I use the key to open the door, she is dumbfounded. I wave for her to follow me and go inside. It is the first time I have been back since Don showed me the home. I am shocked at the furniture! It is very elegant and expensive. It is not the type I looked at the store. Mom and Robbie follow me.
"Jayden, we are going to get into trouble. The owners won't like other people looking in their home."
"Mom, you are the owner!"
With that comment, I give her a copy of the deed which is in her name. She reads the title of the document in shock.
"How? What? Who?"
"Come on mom and see the rest of the house."
There is a tree in the living room piled high with gifts. There are bowls of candy and fruit on the tables. We are greeted with the odor of a roasting turkey. Don somehow had tracked down my request for a Christmas dinner and made a few changes. The refrigerator is full of prepared salads and desserts. There are pots of potatoes and vegetables on the stove ready to be cooked. There is a note on the counter suggesting what to do to complete the dinner. Mom is sitting on a kitchen chair with tears flowing.
"How could this happen, Jayden? Who did this?"
"I did mom. Eritrea bought me a lottery ticket and I actually won. She helped me do all of this. The monthly payment for the house is less than what you are paying in rent."
"Oh, Jayden, what can I say?"
We are hugging each other, both crying, getting each other wet as the tears flow. Robbie is in the living room counting the presents. There are twenty-two with his name on them, nine for me and twelve for mom. I don't know how Don managed this.
Mom suggested we call Eritrea and invite her for Christmas dinner. She accepts, as she is clientless till the weekend.
To date, this is best Christmas that I've ever had. Mom still can't believe what happened and, truthfully, it's hard for me to comprehend. Through all the excitement, I did manage to meet Don at the apartment and give him his Christmas present. His gift to me is still running down my leg. I haven't had him wear a condom since we made our arrangement
She and Eritrea go to her office and I get dressed and follow them.
"You're a very beautiful young lady, Jayden. I can see why your aunt wants you protected. There'll be lot of young boys trying to date you."
"Thank you, doctor. Aunt Eritrea is very good to me."
We leave the office with a six-month prescription for birth control pills. Eritrea has it filled and we return to her apartment.
"Here, you have to start taking them today; so, that by the end of the month you will be fully protected."
I know where I will hide them. In the tummy of a teddy bear I have on my bed. There is a zipper on its back and nobody ever touches it. I have had it for years.
When I leave, Eritrea reminds me about Wednesday and asks me to call if there is a problem. Otherwise, she will expect me at five-thirty. The next two days are really hard on me. I have second thoughts about this adventure hundreds of times; but, every time I look at our apartment, and think about what his could do for us, I resolve to go through with it. Every night I suck Robbie's thumb it seems to relax me. I look forward to his cum in my throat.
Finally, Wednesday arrives. As I ride the elevator to Eritrea's floor, I look at myself in the mirrors. I have on a short skirt with a matching blouse. If Don gets to look up my skirt, he will see a very sexy green thong. I am shaking when I ring the bell.
Eritrea greets me with a smile. She is dressed in a black dress that is molded to her body. Her hair is up and her makeup is flawless. I follow her to the living room, where a mature man is sitting. He is looking at me as I study him.
"Jayden, this is Don. Don, this is Jayden, the young lady I told you about."
"Hello Jayden. Eritrea didn't come close to describing how beautiful you really are."
"Thank you."
I'm embarrassed and blushing. I can feel the heat all over my body. Don is a grey haired, mature man over six feet tall. His suit looks like it was made for him. Hell, likely it was! When he stands up, he towers over me. He extends his hand to me.
"How are you Jayden?"
"Good, thank you."
"I'll leave you two together. I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything.
Eritrea leaves the room and, when she walks past Don, she turns and winks at me.
"Eritrea tells me you are going to follow in her footsteps."
"Yes, I hope too. You want to be the first?"
"I certainly would love that, Jayden. Now that I have met you, I want it more than anything else. You're a very attractive young girl."
"Eritrea said that you would show me what you want to put in me."
Now, Don's blushing. I guess I caught him off guard. I watch as he fidgets.
"You get right to the point, don't you, Jayden? Maybe we should go into the bedroom."
I follow him and he motions for me to sit on the edge of the bed. He goes into the adjoining bathroom. When he comes out, he is in a robe.
"This is the first time I've ever auditioned for sex. But, you're worth it, if I'm your first."
He opens the robe and is naked. His flat stomach is covered with grey hair and his cock is standing straight out from his body. It is so much bigger then Robbie's! It must be at least eight inches long and five inches around. How would something so big get into my small pussy? Don walks towards me with his cock bouncing. I want to reach out and touch it. I can see a large sack at the base of his cock. Everything looks so stunning.
"You can touch it, if you like."
I slowly reach up and grasp it. Don gasps and I see his eyes close. It's so warm and rigid, but soft. I push back on the foreskin revealing a massive purple head. I look at the slit in it. A small pearl of moisture is forming on the widest portion of the slit. For some reason, I want to use my tongue to lick it. With one hand on his shaft I move down and cradle his sack in my other hand. I can feel two massive balls moving as I cup it. Don's eyes are still closed. I can smell his cologne. I continue to gaze at his body. Don's legs are hairy like the rest of his body. The desire to taste the drop of moisture is getting stronger. I wonder what he would think if I did it? Throwing caution to the wind, I lean over and flick my tongue on the head, licking the drop of pre-cum. The taste is stronger than Robbie's; but, appetizing just the same. Don's eyes open and he sighs.
"That was nice, Jayden. Your hands feel so good on me!"
I look up at him and take the plunge. I engulf the head of his cock and start sucking. I know Robbie really likes it; so, I assume Don will too. It's so big! I feel like I have a log in my mouth. Don is moaning and, then, I feel him slowly thrusting back and forth. I get more pre-cum. His balls feel soft as I caress them. Don's robe falls to the floor.
"Jayden, I have to sit or lay down or I am going to fall down. I never thought you would do something like this."
"Don't you like it?"
"Oh yes, but my legs are so weak."
Using his cock as a leash, I guide him to the bed. While he is lying down, I undo the clasp holding my skirt and it drops to the floor. When Don looks up he can see my thong molded to my pussy lips. With my bum pointing at his face I lean over and continue to suck him. His hips are rising off the bed to meet my sucking. I can feel his hands on my bum. His finger is rubbing my asshole. I wiggle, trying to get the thong out of my ass crack, so he can rub my hole. He gets the hint and I feel the strip pulled out of my crack and his finger on my opening. Don is breathing hard. Then he stiffens. Surge after surge of cum enters my throat. I am certainly not prepared for the volume and start to gag as I swallow. Soon, I have it under control and suck him till his cock starts to soften. When I look at Don he mouths, 'thank you.'
Then I feel his hand on my bum, pulling me towards his mouth. His tongue is now on my hole, trying to force it in. I have never felt anything like this. I feel my thong move off my pussy and Don kisses me there. Now that feels wonderful.
When I get off the bed, my body is trembling. Don nearly made me cum with his tongue. I pick up my skirt, go to the bathroom and get dressed. I am still trembling. I go to the kitchen and Eritrea is smiling.
"How did it go? Do you still want to go through with it?"
"I think it went good. Don's a nice man, but he's so big. Do you think he will fit in me?"
"Oh, yes. Remember, that is where babies come from. They're a lot bigger than Don's large cock. He has a nice one, doesn't he?"
I'm blushing, realizing that Eritrea has likely enjoyed that cock in her on a few occasions.
"Yes, it's nice; so big, so warm and tasty."
"Tasty? You didn't?"
"Yes, I did."
Just then, Don comes into the kitchen dressed. He sits at the table and stares at me.
"Jayden, I can't remember when I felt as good as I do right now. I feel drained."
Eritrea started to laugh.
"You are drained, aren't you?"
"Yes, very. I didn't expect anything like that on our first meeting."
I told Eritrea and Don I have to go because my mom would be home soon. We make arrangements to meet again Friday and Saturday. They walked me to the door and, as I'm about to leave, Don offers to shake my hand. I can feel something in my palm as we say goodbye. In the elevator I open my hand and see bills, five one hundred dollar bills. I can't believe I have that much money! The most I've ever had is forty dollars and that was from many nights of babysitting. Now, I have five hundred dollars just for sucking Don's cock! I think I am going to like this.
When I call Eritrea and tell her, she's happy for me and suggests we get a bank account as soon as possible. Wednesday is a PA day for me; so, I ask if she will be free. She is. That day I get a bank account with Eritrea as my guardian, since I'm u******e. She gets a book of checks, signs them all and gives them to me.
"All you have to do is write them out, sign them and you can buy what you want. The first thing we need to do is to get you some clothes. You can keep them at my apartment."
Eritrea takes me to a very expensive boutique where they have my size in very lustrous clothing. She picks out a body clinging dress, slip and matching thong and bra. I can't believe the cost. She puts it on her account.
"You can pay me after your encounter with Don. You'll have a lot of money shortly."
I meet Don seven more times before the end of the month. Each time I suck him dry and each time he gives me five hundred dollars. I am able to pay back Eritrea and still have over two thousand in the bank. Finally, the end of the month is near. It's difficult trying to figure out how I'll get out of the apartment for the weekend. Eritrea figures it out. She will become a big sister. She makes arrangements to meet my mom. I'm wondering how she will impress my mom with her clothing and her body. But Eritrea is full of surprises. I've convinced myself it will never work.
Before the initial visit, I work on mom suggesting it will help me grow up being able to talk to somebody else besides her. Mom sees it as a good thing and asks me how I got involved with it. I know a number of girls at school who have big sisters and most are very happy with the arrangement. They, like me, come from single parent homes and it allows them to see more of the world.
Nobody is more surprised than me when Eritrea shows up for a meeting with my mom. She is dressed in a black business suit and black flats. Her hair is up in a bun and she looks like a schoolteacher. Her body is evident; but, it is not displayed like I am used to seeing her. Mom and Eritrea hit it off. It turns out Eritrea's hometown is eight miles from mom's and both remember the local teams competing with each other. By the end of the visit mom is agreeing to let me stay with Eritrea for the weekend at the end of the month.
Prior to that weekend, Eritrea invites me to stay overnight. She tells me it'll be our time together, prior to me becoming a woman. Mom readily agrees to let me stay. On Friday, I packed a small suitcase and Eritrea picked me up in a taxi to go her apartment. Before we get there, we shopped for three more outfits for me.
"Tonight, I'm going to show off my niece! It'll be a good time for us to line up more clients for you after your first time with Don."
That evening, I'm dressed in a black dress that stops just below my pussy. I've a matching, lacy, black bra and thong, nylons and a black matching garter belt. My black raised shoes set off my long legs. With make-up I could pass for sixteen or s*******n. It's quite the evening! I must have met twenty men, who all look at me with interest. Eritrea talks with many of them and she's continually winking at me. Finally, she approaches me and suggests we leave.
In the taxi, she tells me she has arranged for seven men to meet with me after Don takes my cherry, with each man paying five thousand dollars per visit. After that, she feels comfortable at charging two thousand dollars for each time I have a man.
"Do you think I can be with that many men in such a short time?"
"Well, if Don takes you on Friday, we'll space them out over the next two days. It's conditional on how you feel after Don."
I really don't know what to say. I'm still trying to figure out how much money that will be. Then, I realize its thirty five thousand plus Don's seventy five hundred. I can't believe it!
That night I can hardly get to sleep.
On the Wednesday before the fateful weekend, Eritrea invites me out to supper. Mom approves. Eritrea has really made an impression on her. After arriving at her apartment, and changing into my new clothing, we go to another fine restaurant. Again, Eritrea makes numerous contacts for me. During dinner she tells me that Don has arranged a suite at a very expensive hotel. The suite will be mine till Sunday night. Don will leave, after taking my cherry, and she will arrange to have others come and visit.
Eritrea gives me a present of a leather-bound appointment book. The first name in it is Don's, for Friday night at seven. Saturday is blank; but, she supplies me with a list of seven names and phone numbers.
"In this business, Jayden, you always collect for your services first and always take only cash. If you're in doubt about a client, just refuse him. I'll have a friend of mine watch over you. His fee is one thousand dollars for the weekend. He's meeting us for dinner."
As Eritrea tells me more about the ins and outs of the business, I watch as a walking mountain enters the restaurant. He's dressed in a stylish business suite and walks to our table.
"Hello Bill, this's Jayden. She'll need your services this weekend."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Jayden."
Arrangements are made for Bill to be nearby all weekend. He'll be in an adjoining room with a head set, listening to everything that goes on. At the first sign of trouble he'll take care of the problem.
On Friday afternoon, Eritrea picks me up from school and takes me to the hotel. She has a suitcase with my clothes. The suite is impressive! The sign on the door says it costs twelve hundred a night. I'm glad I'm not paying for it!
"In this business, the client pays all the expenses; taxis, room, meals etc. Don't ever pay anything yourself! The fee you charge is for you. Your only expense is your bodyguard."
The bedroom is massive with a king sized bed. We have two hours before Don arrives and Eritrea leaves. She suggests I take a bath and then change into a sheer nighty and robe. She accompanies me to the bathroom and helps me bathe. When she dries me, she leans over and kisses my pussy lips.
"It is the last time I will be able to kiss your pussy as a virgin. After this weekend, you'll be a woman of the trade."
Eritrea rubs my body with scent, and then helps me with the nighty and robe. She has me lay on the bed and spreads my legs. I can feel her at my pussy.
"I just rubbed your pussy with some desensitizing cream. It will help you so you don't feel the pain. I use it when I know that I will be getting fucked in my asshole. It's very good."
I'm a bit in shock. Am I doing the right thing? Eritrea takes a last look around the room and starts to leave.
"Bill's next door. He can hear everything. If you feel you are getting in trouble ask, whoever is in here with you, what time it is. That is the signal for Bill that you need help. I don't think you will have any trouble; but, it is a good feeling knowing you aren't alone."
Then, she is gone and the door closes. Don will be here in ten minutes. I assume he'll be on time. Then, there is a knock on the door. Don is waiting to be asked in. He is elegantly dressed. I lead him into the bedroom.
"Do you like the room?"
"Oh yes, Don. It's beautiful. I never thought I would ever be able to be in one."
"I can assure you that you'll be in many of them often."
I watch Don undress. His cock is looming straight out from his body. I know everything about it as I have sucked it enough. I walk to the bed and sit on the edge. He comes to me and hands me an envelope. It's my fee. I tuck it in the draw. Don sits beside me, leans over and kisses me. He stands up and has me stand and removes my robe and lifts my gown over my body. I'm standing before him naked. My breasts and nipples are firm, waiting for Don's touch. He has me lay on my back and kisses my nipples. His hands are all over my young body. I can feel his finger gently searching for my clitoris. My pussy is full of moisture, anticipating the inevitable. Don kisses down my tummy and then my inner thighs. I feel his tongue on my clitoris. So far, everything feels good. I know he is trying to stick his tongue in me; but, the cream Eritrea put in me dulls the feeling. My hands are in his hair, caressing him, as he licks and tongues my pussy. He gets up and I am facing his massive cock. Now is the moment of truth. Don gets between my legs and put the head of his cock against my pussy.
"Are you sure, Jayden? I really want you, but I will stop if you have any second thoughts."
"I'm okay. I'm just a little nervous."
Don looks at me, and then lowers his body. The massive head is at my pussy opening. I can feel the pressure as he pushes. My knees are up and spread to give him a better angle. The massive head of his cock enters me. Why am I doing this to myself? That thought is running through my mind. Don continues his drive to my cherry. I can feel his cock head at my hymen even with the cream. Don pulls back and thrusts, breaking my cherry. Now, I really feel full. I feel a slight pain, but nothing as bad as I would have had without the cream.
Don starts a thrusting motion. I can feel his cock withdrawing and then re-entering my pussy. As my body adjusts to the intruder, I feel a different sensation. It feels good. Instinctively my body starts thrusting upwards to meet his every stroke. In my dazed mind, I can hear Don pant; as he continues to pumps into me. It surprises me I can accept all of his cock. It feels so full. My body's tingling. Don suddenly stiffens and I feel the rush of cum filling me. I can feel the heat from each surge. Finally, he stops. He has a stupid smile on his face as he rolls both of us over while he is still embedded deep in my cunt.
"Thank you for letting me be your first, Jayden. You were fantastic. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did."
"It was starting to feel good when you ejaculated."
"Well, once I get hard again, I'll make sure you climax. But, you are so tight I couldn't hold off any longer. I just had to cum."
We fuck three more times that night before he leaves. Just before he left he handed me a small jewelry box. It contains a gold necklace with a diamond pendent. I've never seen a diamond that large so close.
"This is a small token to remind you of this night and how much I appreciate you. Good night, Jayden, I'm sure I'll see you again."
I heard the door close. My pussy still feels like it's stretched. I find it difficult to walk the first few steps. The telephone rings; its Eritrea.
"Well, how did it go?"
"Good. Don fucked me three times. He made me cum twice; but, I'm bleeding."
"Okay, it's natural to be bleeding a bit. I'll be there shortly to help you clean up."
Eritrea shows me how to douche and clean up my body after being fucked.
"When you do one client after another, you have to clean up after each one of them. They each want you to be fresh for them. Tomorrow morning we will get you all the items you need. Did Don give you that diamond pendant?"
"Yes, as a memento of this evening, something to remember him. He says he will be calling me again."
"He told me the same thing in the lobby. He wanted to see you tomorrow; but; I told him you are all booked. We have to call each one of them tonight and arrange times. Is that all right with you?"
I call four of the names on the list. Each agrees to pay five thousand dollars for an hour of my time and body. The first one is at eleven, the last is at six. Eritrea has appointments as well and she suggests we go for dinner after eight. She doesn't have any clients after that. I agree.
The first gentleman is a black man. His cock is at least ten inches long! He insists on licking me till I cum before he fucks me. I'm concerned; but, he is gentle and only puts about seven inches in me. I can't believe the amount of cum he pumps into me. When I stand in the shower cum pours from my cunt. I had to use my douche three times to get everything out of me. The balance of the day goes well. My pussy is now used to the different sizes of the cocks going into me. Now I realize why Eritrea's cunt is so big. It has been stretched to accommodate all the different sizes of cocks! I wonder about my asshole. She mentioned men would want to use it. So far, no one suggested fucking me there. I can't believe the amount of cash I have! I call room service to have the bed made up with clean sheets. They still think Don is staying here. After cleaning up, after the last client, I decide to deposit most of the money. Eritrea has shown me how to do it. I do no more than five thousand for each deposit; so, I had to make five separate deposits. Before leaving the room, I contact the last three names on my list. Each agrees to the fee and the times. I'll be free tomorrow afternoon at three. That'll give me time to go to Eritrea's and convert back to the young schoolgirl that left moms apartment Friday afternoon. I'll never be that girl again.
After paying Bill his fee, I then tell him that I will not need his services tonight or after three tomorrow. He thanks me and leaves, telling me he will be in the room at nine-tomorrow morning. I'll have a sizable amount of cash. I'll need more clothing and a lot of lingerie. Men seem to love looking at me in sexy lingerie. Now, I can afford it. I see a Victoria's Secret across the street. I spend nearly eight hundred dollars. The older clerks didn't want to serve me when I keep asking to see more items. Finally, I convinced a very young clerk I'm serious. The others are surprised when I pay for all the purchases in cash. I arrange to have everything delivered to Eritrea's apartment.
By the end of the weekend I'm very tired, but very rich. Eritrea and I actually sleep for four hours Sunday after we are done with our clients. I arrive at home at eight, accompanied by Eritrea dressed in her business suit. She tells mom how lucky she is to have such a wonderful daughter. She also makes arrangements for me to visit for the day next Saturday. She leaves telling me she will call me during the week. I tell mom all about the restaurants we ate at and all the window-shopping we did.
As soon as we are alone, Robbie drops his pants and asks me to suck his thumb. He is so small compared to the large cocks I've had in me during the weekend. I suck him dry and watch him fall asleep. It doesn't take me long to get to sleep.
For the next number of months, I settle into a routine of doing at least three men per weekend. I now insist all wear condoms. Don made arrangements with me to take my anal cherry for the same fee. My bank account is building up. Every couple of weeks Eritrea arranges for me to stay the weekend and I arrange to have as many men as possible. I how have it down to an art to be ready in less than fifteen minutes for my next client. My wardrobe is extensive. The same woman that does Eritrea's, launders all my clothes too. It's expensive, but well worth it. When they come back they look like they're new.
I'm now back at school, still wearing my same school clothes to school. I've got to keep up appearances. But, now I know that I have a wardrobe that matches any girls in school! I maintain my marks. I also have a safety deposit box full of cash and expensive jewelry that I have received as gifts from my numerous clients. In November, I ask Eritrea to help me with my family's Christmas.
"I want this to be the best Christmas ever for mom and Robbie; but, how do I do it without them finding out what I have done to get the money?"
"Well, I don't know. Maybe Don can help. He has always had a lot of money."
Don comes over Saturday afternoon and we tell him of my concerns. His suggestion is simple. I won a lottery and Eritrea collected for me. There wasn't any publicity because of Eritrea's profession. The officials just paid on the winning ticket. The last thing they wanted was publicity that an escort had won the lottery. The prize we set is seventy-five thousand dollars. I can do a lot with that amount of money.
Don said he could help me by using his firms influence to get the most for my money. I tell him I want to get a house for mom with a payment that matches our current rent. I mentioned the television that mom and I looked at. At the end of the evening, everything is arranged. I take Don to the bedroom and ask if he wants a blowjob or to fuck me, it's on the house. He asks to fuck me in the asshole. I oblige. I am on my knees with my ass at the edge of the bed when he buries his cock in me. It feels good when his hot cum fills my ass.
"What would it take for you to become my personal assistant, Jayden? What I mean is, you would have no more appointments, just me."
I look at him wondering what he means. Does he want my services all the time?
"I'm willing to pay you a fixed sum every week, that we both agree on, to ensure that you're always available for me. I can afford it."
"I'll still go to school and live at home during the week. So, I'm not available then."
"That's agreeable. Any time you are available it will be only for me, no one else."
Since my current fee is fifteen hundred dollars per appointment, I've been only taking four per Saturday. When I have a weekend with Eritrea, I am able to accommodate more clients. I have a very healthy bank account and closets full of new clothing. Considering my f******nth birthday is next month, I've done rather well. I've every intention of continuing school. I realize that this profession can't last forever. The novelty of me being young will change, as I grow older. Eritrea tells me she grosses approximately four thousand a week. Her apartment costs her nearly three thousand a month.
"What sum do you have in mind?"
"How does seventy five hundred per week sound?"
I can't believe anyone would offer that amount of money just so they could fuck anytime it's convenient. Don must be very rich to make the offer. I need to talk to Eritrea.
"Can I give you an answer by the end of the week?"
"Of course, take all the time you need ... till the end of the week. Here's my private number. If I do not answer, tell the voice on the other end that its Jayden and leave your phone number. I'll call you within fifteen minutes. By the way, I'll still help you purchase a home for your family regardless of your decision."
Don leaves.
"Eritrea, what would you do? How rich is Don?"
"Well, let me put it his way: he could pay you twenty five thousand a week and it wouldn't put a dent in his wealth. He's a very rich man with mega dollars rolling into his bank account every week. If he made that offer to me I would take it in a second! Even if it only lasts for a year, think of the money you'll earn. You would never have to concern yourself where your college funds will come from."
I walk home from Eritrea's. By the time I get to our apartment I know I will accept. Don is always kind and caring when he's with me. The following day I call the number Don gave me. A curt voice answers.
"Yes?"
"Hello, this is Jayden calling for Don. My number is 479-2148."
The line goes dead. I wonder who that ignorant person is. I make a note to ask Don. Within fifteen minutes the phone rings.
"Hello."
"Jayden, this is Don. You called."
"I'll accept your offer starting this week. I will be at Eritrea's Saturday morning."
"You have no idea how happy I am, Jayden. I will be back in the city by Friday."
"Back in the city? Where are you?"
"London, England. I flew out after I left you and Eritrea. I'm here on business."
"Will you help me find a house for my family?"
"I'll do better than that, I'll have my agents look for some units in the price range you suggested and we'll look at them Saturday."
"Oh, I don't know how to thank you, Don. One question: Who is that nasty person that answers your phone?"
"That's Markus. You'll find him in a much better mood the next time you call. That number is known to a very few people. I'll talk to him. I have to go to an appointment right now; so, I have to cut this short. I'll see you on the weekend."
I tell Eritrea of my decision and she hugs me and agrees it's the best thing for me. I'm happy about it too. I'll only have to contend with Don and I know what he likes. The week goes fast and when I reach Eritrea's apartment building Friday evening, Don is waiting at the door.
"I didn't expect you here this early, Don. When did you get back from England?"
"Last night. My staff made a number of inquiries for you in regards to a house for your family. I've six possible choices for you. But before we go there, I have a surprise for you."
"What kind of a surprise?"
"You will see."
We board the elevator and Don selects the floor. I'm watching the floor numbers rush by when we pass eighteen.
"Don, we just passed Eritrea floor. Did you make a mistake?"
"No mistake."
The elevator stops on the twenty-sixth floor. I follow Don down the hall to unit number 2621.
"Who lives here?"
"You do, any time you want."
Don opens the door and hands me the keys. The apartment is larger than Eritrea's and is fully furnished. There's a very large television and stereo in the entertainment room. The king sized bed is gorgeous with all the feminine trimmings. I can swim in the bathtub it's so big. The kitchen is fully equipped with the refrigerator and freezer is full of food. Don is watching me. He has a soft smile on his face.
"Oh, Don, this place must cost a fortune! You don't have to, you know. I will only be here on Saturdays."
"I own the building, Jayden; so, it really doesn't cost me a thing. I'll expense it as a suite for visiting clients."
"You own the building? Wow!"
"I own many buildings, such as this one, all over the country. If you ever want to travel, let me know. There's a good possibility I own an apartment or a hotel where you are going."
All my clothes from Eritrea's apartment are hanging in the many closets. There's a large, open balcony with patio furniture and the view of the city is breathtaking. I'm still in a trance. A thirteen year old has an apartment in one of the best buildings in the city. No one will believe me! Don leads me back to the bedroom and undresses me. After laying me on the bed I watch him undress. His arousal is evident. I spread my legs to accept him. Don enters me slowly and then starts his movements. I feel so happy. I'm lost when I climax. Finally, I feel Don tense up as he blows his load deep in me. I push against him to feel every surge of his cum. He rolls to one side of the bed and closes his eyes. His marvelous cock is a shrunken stub.
Later in the evening, Don suggests we go out to dinner, instead of looking at the houses. We can do that early Saturday morning. He requests that I wear an evening gown. After a marvelous bath, in my new tub, I pick out a light blue thong and matching bra. When Eritrea suggested I buy an evening gown, I never thought I would have any use for it! Tonight, I'm happy she insisted. As with other girls of the trade, I wear nylons and garter belts. Not only is it sexy, but it gives our clients a wonderful view. My only problem is my hair.
"Don, what am I going to do with my hair? Eritrea usually does it for me."
"Just a minute, Jayden."
I can hear him on the phone, there is a short conversation, and he hangs up.
"A hair stylist will be here momentarily."
"How did you do that on a Friday night?"
"People will do anything for money. I know a few people in the building."
The doorbell chimes. It is soft sound throughout the apartment. Don answers and I hear voices.
"Jayden, the stylist has arrived."
There's a man with makeup case waiting for me. He motions for me to sit. Within minutes, he has my hair in a neat flair of a fashion model. He fastens it's with a comb that appears rimmed with diamonds as each one sparkles in the night.
"How is that, miss?"
"It's fantastic!"
"Mr. Parsons?"
"You are a magician, Mario. Send me the bill."
When we step out of the building, a long black limousine is waiting for us. A uniformed driver rushes to open the back door. The interior is luxurious with deep, soft, leather seats. There is a television, phone and a fax machine. I'm overwhelmed!
"Whose car is this?"
"Mine. It's one of three I have in the city. They're at your disposal anytime you need one. This is the number."
Don hands me a card and a new cell phone.
"Always keep the phone with you. Call Markus, he has been instructed to provide you with anything you require. He will fulfill your requests."
The balance of the evening is incredible. The restaurant is one that I have read about, but never thought I would be eating at. It's a night that dreams are made of. But, it isn't a dream. I'm here! Don knows many people and they all seem to go out of their way to please him.
Tonight will be the first time I sleep all night with a man. Don curls my body into him, spoon fashion, and I fall asleep, exhausted. The next morning, I wake with Don looking at me. He guides me to my back and mounts me. What a way to start the day. His loving is slow and generous, making sure I have a climax before he unleashes his load of cum in me.
By ten o'clock we're sitting in a new Suburban driving to the five homes his staff has picked out. The first two didn't interest me at all. The third looks like the one mom and I picked out in the kiosk at the mall. It's perfect. It's in a subdivision, four blocks from our apartment, so Robbie and I will not have to change schools. It is four blocks closer to mom's work.
Don makes arrangements to have his lawyers work out the details. He asks me for mom's full name and our current address. The next stop is for furniture. This is where Don's contacts really pay off. Everything I look at is arranged at dealer's cost. It turns out Don is the landlord of a major furniture dealer in the city. The owner can't do enough for me. I arrange to have all the furniture delivered Monday. Don will have one of his employees at the house to supervise the delivery and setup. His own housekeepers will arrange for d****s and curtains.
When I arrive home from school on Wednesday, there is a large envelope waiting for me. It contains all the legal documents, in reference to the property transfer to my mom's name. The mortgage has been approved, at the request of Don, who sits on the board of directors of the bank. I later find out that he guaranteed the mortgage. The payments are nearly fifty dollars lower than our rent.
I ask Don about a Christmas tree and he arranges for it, plus a number of presents for my mom to help get settled in the new house.
That evening mom is excited. She made arrangements for Robbie to stay at the Greens. She and I go shopping with the money she saved from her salary increase. I convince her to buy Robbie a PlayStation 2.
"But that will take all the money. I won't have any left to buy you something extra."
"That is okay, mom. The look on Robbie's eyes will be worth every penny you spend."
We had a wonderful time stopping at McDonald's for hamburgers and fries, something we hadn't done for years. When we arrive home mom hides the gift while I go and retrieve Robbie. That night we wrap the gift, both of us giggling and knowing that Robbie will be thrilled. I have been telling him all December not to expect anything large because mommy just couldn't afford it.
Just prior to the Christmas break, I arrange to have a large dinner cooked and to be delivered to our new home Christmas day. Mom had planned a dinner; but, I convinced her to let me buy dinner at a restaurant from my babysitting money.
On Christmas Eve mom comes home in the afternoon, as her office closed early for the season.
"Jayden, this will be a nice Christmas for Robbie. I wish I had enough money to buy you something nice."
"Mom, I know how hard it is to make money. I am happy for you and Robbie. We have our health and a good meal for Christmas. Enjoy your time off from work. Tomorrow will be a great day for us."
"Yes it will, Jayden. I only wish you father was alive to enjoy it with us. Things would be a lot different."
That evening we enjoyed a Christmas special on television. Robbie was so excited when he went to bed. He didn't even ask for his thumb to be sucked.
All during this time, I have managed to meet Don three times at the apartment. I really like making love with him. He is kind, gentle and does many things to make sure I get the most out of our lovemaking. The doorman falls over himself to assist me. He must know Don is looking out for me.
Finally, Christmas morning: the tree mom and I decorated looks great with the presents under it. Most are small things in big boxes. Mom and I watch as Robbie finally gets to open his Play Station. He is ecstatic. The look on his face is worth every penny mom spent on the gift. After breakfast I suggest we go for a walk. Robbie wants to stay and play with his gift; but, mom convinces him to come with us. With the key to the new house in my purse, we set out.
"Mom, let's go to the new area and look at our dream houses. I feel so good today."
I lead them to the area and we see a number of 'For Sale' signs. As we pass each one, we pick it apart k**ding ourselves why we would not live there. Finally, we approach the new home.
"Mom, this looks like the one we saw in the mall. Don't you wish we were living here?"
"Yes, Jayden, but it's only a dream. Look at the curtains in the window they're beautiful"
When I walk to the door, mom is confused.
"Jayden, what are you doing? They may be watching."
"Mom, come on. Nobody is watching."
When I use the key to open the door, she is dumbfounded. I wave for her to follow me and go inside. It is the first time I have been back since Don showed me the home. I am shocked at the furniture! It is very elegant and expensive. It is not the type I looked at the store. Mom and Robbie follow me.
"Jayden, we are going to get into trouble. The owners won't like other people looking in their home."
"Mom, you are the owner!"
With that comment, I give her a copy of the deed which is in her name. She reads the title of the document in shock.
"How? What? Who?"
"Come on mom and see the rest of the house."
There is a tree in the living room piled high with gifts. There are bowls of candy and fruit on the tables. We are greeted with the odor of a roasting turkey. Don somehow had tracked down my request for a Christmas dinner and made a few changes. The refrigerator is full of prepared salads and desserts. There are pots of potatoes and vegetables on the stove ready to be cooked. There is a note on the counter suggesting what to do to complete the dinner. Mom is sitting on a kitchen chair with tears flowing.
"How could this happen, Jayden? Who did this?"
"I did mom. Eritrea bought me a lottery ticket and I actually won. She helped me do all of this. The monthly payment for the house is less than what you are paying in rent."
"Oh, Jayden, what can I say?"
We are hugging each other, both crying, getting each other wet as the tears flow. Robbie is in the living room counting the presents. There are twenty-two with his name on them, nine for me and twelve for mom. I don't know how Don managed this.
Mom suggested we call Eritrea and invite her for Christmas dinner. She accepts, as she is clientless till the weekend.
To date, this is best Christmas that I've ever had. Mom still can't believe what happened and, truthfully, it's hard for me to comprehend. Through all the excitement, I did manage to meet Don at the apartment and give him his Christmas present. His gift to me is still running down my leg. I haven't had him wear a condom since we made our arrangement
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