My First Time I Sold My Pussy

After my last encounters with Doctor Hans and a taxi driver, I gave up looking for a regular lover. I was simply very ashamed after my last encounter. My sex life in the marriage sucked as usual, James still made no effort to satisfy me even after I communicated about my needs. At one moment I thought things are getting better, James stopped using his phone so often, I thought he broke up with his mistress. I secretly took his phone to check it, and my guess was right: his mistress had left him, but James started using escort services. I found text messages and checked their profiles on the internet, James was using expensive ones. He wanted to try a different pussy everytime... I felt disgusted. James did his booking during his lunch breaks.

I didn't want to argue or cause drama in front of our kids because my revenge plan was to find a regular lover and tell my husband that I know he's not loyal to me, but the fact that he wasted our family's money on paid sex really makes me angry. What could be my revenge?

I didn't want to give up and feel bad about my body. I was confident that I was an attractive woman, but the fact that my husband was paying for sex made me depressed. I didn't see a future with my husband as I wanted to divorce him, but as I imagined at the time, I didn't want to ruin my children's lives with the divorce.

I have decided to get back at him by sleeping with someone for money and just telling him... and see how he reacts.

I learned that the internet is full of many dating websites, from romantic dating to sugar daddy/sugar babe stuff. I was curious to see how much I could sell my pussy for for one night. It sounded like a good idea to me. I just wanted to try it out, and FYI, it's completely legal in the country I live in.

So I created a profile on a naughty dating website and clearly explained that I wanted a one-time NSA stay and wanted to be rewarded for it. One day after creating the profile, I received hundreds of messages, I felt attractive and desired. My criteria were simple: a man over 50, fit or at least takes care of his body, not weird or creepy, preferably divorced. After a week of chatting, I had selected 10 finalists, and since the last thing I wanted to do was check their dick size, I asked them to send pictures. The winner was chosen, Tom had a very manly phallus, it was a thick meaty rod, wide like a boletus mushroom head, it was slightly curved upwards. Tom himself looked attractive, he was a direct and open person, just judging by his looks he was average and he had an advantage, a big cock.

After being selected, he asked me for my naked pictures and after seeing them, he asked me to shave my crotch completely. I was hesitant, but I agreed.

Next he wanted to fuck me without a condom, I knew I should only fuck strangers with a condom, that's for sure, but looking at his big sausage I could not imagine how I would feel it 100% if he fucked me with a rubber. The exchange of fluids and natural lubrication are important parts of good sex.

I searched online for STI rapid tests and bought them for the meeting.

Tom did not want to reveal his identity, so he asked me to book a night in a hotel of my choice and he would cover the cost. I do not think Tom was his real name.

The day of the meeting at a pussy sale was approaching...

I warned my husband that I had a work meeting in another city far away on Friday and would be staying in a hotel as it was a long drive and I would not be driving back late in the evening. James agreed to look after the kids on Friday night and I promised to come back on Saturday morning. Pretending to be an unsuspecting good wife helped arrange such things. James believed me that I had a work meeting.

However, I was in a naughty mood and thought I was going to make him suspicious that something was going on. One day before the meeting with Tom on Thursday night, I went to the bathroom to shave my pussy completely, James was lying in bed reading, and he noticed my bald pussy after I came back from the bathroom. He knew I kept my pussy down there with a haircut and that day it was completely shaved.

That Friday morning James drove the kids to school, beforehand we met in the kitchen, he noticed I was dressed sexier. It was a short skirt with black sheer tights and a nice white shirt over it, I do not normally wear something like that to the office.

"Are you meeting a new client? Good luck and have a productive meeting," he said by kissing my lips. I nodded my head and said, "Yes, thank you!"

After office hours I drove 2 hours to meet Tom, we met at the restaurant first to get to know each other better. He looked as I expected and his profile pictures were up to date. A tall, athletic man in his late 50's, well, he looked like he was in his mid 50's. He did not talk much, but he was nice to me. Tom was a taciturn guy, but I got the feeling he was really disappointed to be in a relationship, which is why he buys sex. After a good meal, we went to the place I had booked.

He gave me a thick envelope with the agreed money and covered the cost of the apartment where we were staying. We did a rapid STI test and all the results were negative.

We undressed and went to the Jacuzzi. Tom and I agreed that it would feel uncomfortable to kiss each other's lips, so he started kissing my neck and earlobes. Tom was in no hurry, he enjoyed it, then he went down and kissing my tits. After arousing my nipples, he moved further down where he stroked my belly button with his tongue. He paid me and gave me this pleasure, it felt like I should pay for the pleasure, I felt slightly guilty and wanted to please him in return.

He moved and sat on the top step of the hot tub, his member was half erect so I moved my lips to his balls and started to lick them, I moved my mouth slowly and started to lick the shaft of his cock moving upwards and reaching the glans with my tongue, I couldn't wait and started to suck his broad head. I was really enjoying this.

My jaw got tired and I suggested we go to the bedroom. I told him, "I want to finish you off with my mouth, let me know before you cum."

He said, "Don't rush it, I'm not thinking about finishing yet."

Tom was in the moment, and this mood made me present too. I forgot that my day was stressful, I forgot that my husband was cheating on me with escorts. I was in the moment and enjoyed Tom kissing my whole body. Later we made 69 and I forgot everything, I felt my body being desired and loved, I was enjoying his sausage while he was licking my pussy like an ice cream. I couldn't wait until his cock was in my pussy and that moment finally came, Tom was in control and I let him take control as he was a perfect man in bed. I found myself lying on my back on the edge of the bed, as his weenie was slightly bent upwards I wanted him to penetrate me in a missionary or similar sex position to hit the G and A spots in my love box.

Tom hung over me supporting his body with his outstretched arms resting on the bed, I gently placed my ankles on his strong shoulders and wrapped my feet around his neck. He was excited seeing how flexible I was. I felt that I was ready to submit 100 per cent.

He looked into my eyes and slowly pushed his large member into me. He felt where my G-spot was and stimulated it with the head of his cock. A stream of my semen gushed out so suddenly and I moaned with pleasure. I had my first orgasm so quickly!

It felt like a luscious, energised waterfall was pouring from my pussy down my thighs. Tom didn't break eye contact, when he saw me climax he smiled and continued to thrust into me. The guy had just warmed up and I'd already had my first O! We had the whole night together, so it wasn't my last!

His wonderfully curved rod reached my A-spot, I felt his broad head rubbing against my vaginal wall, my pussy was drenched in pleasure. The sex itself had its sound and sweet smell, my body was stoned and I did not want to change position, we were still in the missionary position with my ankles on his strong shoulders. The sausage penetrated deeper and deeper into me, he pulled it out and put it in again and again... I started to moan louder and I felt my womb start to vibrate and my hips started to shake...He pulled his cock out, his semen was already oozing out, he wanted to squirt it all in my mouth but my body shook and I got it on my throat and lips...

He put his cock back in and we enjoyed it in the normal missionary position. I had another gentle orgasmic wave in my pelvic area and I fell asleep. I was so tired from the work before the meeting with Tom.

I woke up at 8am and Tom was already gone. My first thought was that Tom had probably taken his cash, but I found the envelope I'd left it in and it was all in my handbag.

I took a shower and had some time with myself and rubbed my clit and put fingers in it. It was wet, a pussy juice mixed with cum, Tom's second ejaculation went inside.

On the way back, I stopped at the pharmacy to buy a morning after pill.

When I got home, I took the pill and lay down to take a nap. Later, my husband found an empty box of morning-after pills in our bedroom. I was careless and I left it there. It happened, which is what I wanted, but then again, I didn't want him to find out I was sleeping with other men, part of me still wanted to keep that a secret.

But it happened, what happened, the secret was revealed... We had the talk.

To be continued...