Hey guys, this is Nina here! For those of you who haven’t read my stories, I’m 28, Canadian-Lebanese and over the past year and a bit, my life has been a rollercoaster. To give you a quick recap, I was married to my husband who was the first man I had ever been with. We ended up in a situation where he let his group of friends fuck me, which turned into a regular thing. However, because we failed to establish any sort of boundaries, I ended up exploring outside the group of friends and got involved with an older man in his late 50s, Robert. When my husband found out, he got upset and things escalated to the point where we decided to get separated. He told my family about my involvement with a man twice my age and they proceeded to disown me (though conveniently, he failed to mention how he allowed his friends to fuck his wife).
Having no job, no marketable skills and no savings resulted in me making drastic changes in my life as my financial situation worsened. I ended up moving in an apartment with a friend of mine in a rough part of town and also found myself becoming a sugar baby for two men. The first is Luis, a sweet man who is 62, and the second is Robert, the man I was originally involved with. While I’ve been judged for this and called a prostitute, sugaring is a fairly common practice that women of all ages take part in to fulfill their needs (financial, emotional, and mentorship), and I tend to disagree with those that compare the sugar lifestyle to prostitution. But anyways, that’s a conversation for another day. Long story short, the allowance I get from my sugar daddies has allowed me to remain afloat financially, as I’m able to pay rent and all other expenses.
It didn’t take long for me to start getting intimate with my neighbours, the guys that live down the hall, as I found myself in a gangbang where they took pictures and videos of me. I later found out that these pictures and videos were shared on a Whatsapp group chat with nearly 20 other guys who I’d never met, many of which who lived in the neighbouring buildings, as I took a peek at one of the guy’s phones. Seeing all these guys talk about me in their group chat and compliment me was a major turn on and over the coming days, I got fucked by a few more of them. With the restrictions that were recently placed in the city though, things have slowed down but I continue to get used and handled every now and then.
Getting back to the story at hand: I was hanging out with the guys one night, being the only girl. One thing you should know about me is that I love attention, and one of the ways I get attention is by dressing slutty and revealingly. It was a chilly winter night but above zero. I wore a loose black mini dress and a sweater and coat over it. We were hanging outside of a Tim Hortons (Canadian coffee shop) just talking. I was the only girl around 5 guys. Four of these guys had already fucked me but one of them was new. He seemed like a sweet guy, nice and easy to talk to. He had decided to leave early and as I was getting tired, I asked if he could drop me home too. He lived in an adjacent building so it wasn’t out of his way. We got in his car and drove away.
He pulled into the visitor’s parking of my building as we sat there continuing to talk. He rested his hand on my leg and asked me how I was not cold. I told him that I was used to dressing this way, and as long as the rest of me was covered, my legs didn’t get cold.
“So, I heard you had fun with some of the guys,” he said.
“You heard about that, huh,” I replied with a grin.
“Yeah,” he said. “What do I have to do to get the same treatment?” he asked half jokingly.
“Oh I don’t know,” I replied. “I’m not really…”
He cut me off and reached into his wallet, taking out a $20 bill. “C’mon, what do I get for this?”
I was startled. Shocked. What did he take me for? Did he take me for a whore? Having sex with these guys was just as pleasurable for me as it was for them, and I never saw it as transactional. I just saw it as having fun. But this? This was downright insulting and humiliating! Yet…it was also hot. It was a turn on to know that he saw me as a cheap whore that he could buy off. $20 was obviously not a lot of money. The allowance I get from my sugar daddies is considerably more. I didn’t need $20.
The downright humiliation was a turn on for me as I felt my pussy moistening. My instincts took over and I reached for the money but he pulled his hand back, tucking the bill back into his pocked. He wanted me to work for it.
Without a word, I reached into my coat pocket and took out my hair tie to put my hair up. I pulled down his sweatpants and boxers and dove headfirst towards his big black cock. He put his seat back to give me a bit of room. I started by licking the tip and gently licked every inch of his cock all the way down to his balls. I kissed it and gently nibbled at the skin with my teeth for a bit before eventually taking it all in my mouth. At least I tried to, but found my gag reflex kick in as his cock touched the back of my throat. I started to bob my head up and down, getting faster and faster, slurping and sucking like a hungry animal.
He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed it down as I gagged again. I pulled back a bit but he pushed me back down. I gagged. This happened several more times, as tears started to flow out of my eyes. I proceeded to alternate between sucking him off and stroking his cock as I heard his breathing speed up. I got up off of my seat and sat down under him beneath the steering wheel. It was a tight fit, but being just 5-1 I was able to fit. I lifted his balls and cupped them as I continued to kiss and lick the outer membrane of his cock.
Then I took his balls in my mouth, licking and making them soaking wet. His testicles were sensitive as I felt him twitch every few seconds. I stroked his cock as I gently rinsed his balls in my mouth. I turned my attention back to his cock and picked up the pace, sucking him off harder. He tilted his head back into his seat, eyes closed and mouth open, teeth slightly clenched as he let out a deep breath of air.
He started to moan. “Ahhh fuck baby,” he said. And without much warning, his hot white cum shot up, covering my face, chin, and overflowing over his cock. It was like a volcano eruption. I scooped the cum off my chin and around my lips and into my mouth, maintaining eye contact with him as I did so. He looked down at me, and grabbed my face, squeezing my cheeks and said, “good girl.” He reached back into his pocket and took out the $20 bill, bringing it close to my face. I opened my mouth and held it between my teeth, smiling up at him like a slut. I had clearly earned it.
He dropped me off at the door as I went back inside my apartment, twenty dollars richer.
-Nina