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I awoke with a jolt, torn from a deep, dreamless sleep. It took me several moments to gather what senses I had after another late Friday night to realize the incessant buzzing of the doorbell was what had awakened me. One electronic hiss after another echoed through my modest ground level condo. Obviously the thought of ignoring whatever jackass was at my door occured to me, but with the sun pouring through the open blinds in my bedroom and the clock reading 10:30 in the morning, I stubbornly threw on my robe and headed downstairs to the front door.
The endless ringing and now been replaced with forceful knocks on the door's wooden frame. My head cleared as I approached the door, my original anger slowly turning over to a mixture of curiosity and concern. I lived in a series of two story condos tucked away among a district of one apartment complex after another. The streets in the area were numerous and confusing, resulting in few cars and fewer people. I was new to the neighborhood and didn't know anyone. I had some family in the state, but they were far away and we weren't really close. So who the hell was pissing me off this early on a Saturday?
I ripped open the door. So fast, in fact, the source of my antagonism jumped back in shock. Half-ready with a four-letter opera to unlease at my would-be victim, I had to literally stop in my tracks when I recognized the figure before me: a raven-haired beauty with soft, deep brown eyes. Her lips, ever so parted as if about to speak, were full and lush on her slender and smooth face. Our eyes met in a brief moment of awkward silence. I could not have been much to look at that morning. Unshaven, my dishwater blond hair sticking up in places on my head, I suddenly became very conscience of my appearance. I tighted my robe, hiding my only other piece of clothing, my worn out boxers, as she began to speak.
"Hi! I'm raising money for improvements to the senior center by city hall and I'm wondering if you'd be willing to help by buying one of our services--it's all for a good cause..." she rattled on as she tapped her clipboard with her pen. As she droaned on (I had no idea what she was talking about) I subtly attempted to view the gorgeous creature in front of me. Pretending, vainly, to be looking at her clipboard, my eyes traveled down her body. Her thin bright pink t-shirt was cut with a deep V-neck just barely showing off her modest breasts. She didn't have much in the way of cleavege, but with her shirt practically painted on, the fullness of her breasts were easy to see. Her mid-drift exposed, I spied a belly-button ring several inches above her near skin-tight jeans. I wasn't so tired as to not feel my seven inch cock begin to stir, but my growing lewd thoughts ended abruptly as she finished speaking, looking for a response.
"I'm...sorry...what are you selling?", I stumbled. I began trying to calmly brush my hair down on my head without it looking too obvious.
"My friends and I are selling our services as part of..."
"No, no, no, I got that. But what are your services?", I asked.
She gave me a curious look, as if I should have known the answer. She paused and then said bluntly: "Sex. We're selling sex."
To call me shocked would have been a serious understatement. My jaw hung slightly agape, my mind momentarily lost in a sea of confusion and perverted thoughts. Was this a joke? A dream? Some sort of badly conceived police sting? She said the words with such honesty and confidence, I couldn't help but believe her. And before I could stumble out some sort of attempt at a witty or erotic remark, she continued.
"We're selling sexual favors for cash. Handjobs are $25, blowjobs $50, and sex is $100. Each act is performed until you cum at least once and there is no specific time limit. But we can only accept cash: no checks or credit cards", she perkly explained. And with an alluring smile and wink she finished, "Sorry, but those are the rules, baby."
I didn't want to question this. But my goddamn brain seemed hell-bent to frustrate my libido as I opened my mouth. "You're selling sex to raise money for seniors? Is this a joke?" As soon as I said the words, I felt like I wanted to punch myself in the nuts. What was the matter with me? Thank god this beauty was persistent.
"Of course not!" she pouted. "And it's for a good cause. What's the matter, don't you want me to suck your cock or let you fuck my pussy? Because it seems you're already good to go." She gestured at my now very noticeable bulge within my robe.
What could I say to that? Nothing incredibly sexy, of course. "I, well, no, I mean, yes...yes, yeah!" I paused for a second to think. "I've got fifty bucks in my wallet, do you want to come in?" I offered her inside and she willingly followed, standing just within the door well as I rushed to grab the money. Quickly grasping the cash I had, I yelled to her from the next room.
"Would you be naked or would you blow me with your clothes on?" I could barely believe I was asking such a question to a complete stranger on Saturday morning. God bless that stupid fucking doorbell.
"It all depends on what you want baby. I can wear nothing or everything", she purred. This woman knew what a man liked to hear. I couldn't respond to her fast enough.
"Naked. Completely naked." My voice trailed off as I reentered the door well with her still standing in it. "I want to see your body", I managed sqeak out saying. That was so much easier to say without looking at this woman. She couldn't have been more than an teenager and here she was ready, willing and able to suck my cock until I came down her throat. I'm not normally an aggressive guy about what I want in bed, at least with women I meet just two minutes earlier. But I wanted this girl bad and the way she smiled at me when I entered the room--the kind of smile that said she'd do anything I'd ask, and she'd love it--I wanted her to suck me until I died.
"Mmmm. That's the way I like to suck dick" she said as she slowly pulled off her top to reveal her barely C-cup sized breasts. Her nipples, long and brown, swimming in her aeroles, had stiffened to a length of about a half-inch. "I usually get so hot when I'm blowing a guy that I have to stick a couple of fingers up my pussy." She was working her jeans off, not an easy task being how tight they were on her legs.
"You do this often?" I asked.
"Usually a couple times a year, whatever some civic group in town is looking to raise money. My friends and I have fucked or sucked alot of people in this town." She had peeled off her jeans. Moving past me, she then sat on the steps leading to the second floor, and looking seductively into my eyes, slide her panties off, tossing them at me. Her pussy was plump and damp. Large, dewy lips called out to me. And best of all, it was hairless. I don't mean a bikini wax, I mean hairless. Not one. Viewing this wonderful hairless hole of pleasure, her age came into question for me.
"How old are you? I mean, you're legal, right?" At this point, I didn't really care about the answer.
She laughed. "I'm eighteen, baby. And that's plently old enough to know how to suck your load out through your cock." That's was good enough for me as I dropped my robe and scooted towards her on the stairs. She licked her lips in anticipation and grabbed the sides of my old boxers. My seven-inch cock stood proudly at attention, ready to go into active service. In one motion she pulled down the boxers, my cock springing up to meet her. She chuckled at the sight.
"Looks like you're more than ready" she giggled as she felt my hard cock. She seemed to enjoy studying it, leaning it up to see the underside of my shaft, caressing the length of it while holding my balls in her other hand. Her gentle exploration was turning me on to no end. I had to have a name to go with this angel's face.
"What's your name?", I said in half-breathes.
She ran her index finger around the ridge of my head and I half-shuttered. "Jackie", she said. "What's yours?"
"Rob."
"Well, Rob", she said as her big brown eyes engulfed me, "are you ready for me to suck your ? Do you want to blow your big, stinky load in my mouth or would you rather fuck my tight pink pussy?" What a saleswoman. "Maybe you'd even want to fuck my little brown asshole. Would you like to see cum running out of my asshole while I moan your name?" Check that, she was the P.T. Barnum of fucking. But I had paid for my blowjob and planned to get it. Anything else would have to wait. For now.
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