chapter 5

When I was fifteen I had this sudden urge to explore my body. My body was developing and my hormonal body wanted to do things which were not meant for me. I was alone in my room.

My mom and her boyfriend were having a party. This boyfriend who was ten years older than my mother was quite rich. I was told to dress properly.

My mom selected a gown after discussing it with her stylist. The best part was I didn't look like a teenager so I was awarded a dress which was more appropriate to a woman in her 20s.

I looked like a seductress and I felt confident. I was not a virgin. I had my first time with a boy from school who didn't know what he was doing. I felt nothing. I just laid beneath him until he finished himself off inside me.

The party was more like a social gathering where every other person was talking about business or having drinks while making sly eye contact with each other over their glasses.

There was no doubt that I felt out of place. When my mother seemed to be engrossed with everyone, I made a run out of the place to the balcony. I stared at the numerous cars parked outside my mother's house. It was cold and I was shivering.

I turned around but soon collided with a hard chest. I looked up to see a man with blue eyes staring down at me. I frowned and tried to move away from him but he was strong and soon caged me in his arms against the wall.

I was shocked but I felt something different, the desire may be. I flushed and looked at his handsome face. He looked like he was in his mid-30s.

"What are you doing, Sir? Leave me at once."
I struggled against his arms and he pressed his body to me. My breasts were crushed against his toned chest. He was wearing an Armani suit. I noticed a gold band ring on his fingers. He was a married man.

"You are married and I'm far too young for you. Move away from me or I will scream this place down."
I said with a firm voice while ignoring my body reactions to this fine specimen.

"I'll make you scream. Don't worry but for a totally different reason. I want to fuck you right now. Lead me to your room."
He pressed a kiss on the beating pulse of my throat. I moaned loudly and he took this as an invitation to kiss me on my lips.

Desire flooded within me and the next thing I knew I was leading him to my room desperately undressing and him. He threw me on the bed and spread my legs apart. I was breathing heavily. He was a married man and I was about to let him fuck me.

With a deep thrust, he was inside me torturing me with his slow pace.

"Harder. Faster." I repeated it like a mantra, moaning softly.

His pace changed and he started moving inside me faster, the noise of skin slapping against skin became louder. I was screaming and when it became too loud he kissed me roughly.

When we both reached our climax I felt the weight of him off me. He was disposing of the condom. I stared at him, flushed.

Now what?

I thought this ecstasy was over but he rolled another condom on his cock. I was famished. My lower body was aching with the amount of exercise I just performed but he was having none of it.

He told me to press my face against the pillows and raise my ass in the air. I was on my knees. I never did anything like this before and I was terrified but excited.

My first time was a simple fuck and I didn't know what to do in this position. I felt him behind my ass rubbing his cock from my pussy to my asshole.

I was wet completely. With a hard thrust, he was inside me again. This time he was a little rough. He spanked me when I started dropping on the bed because of so much pleasure.

He spanked me again and again until his hands found my breasts. He rubbed the peaks of my breasts, pinching them, tugging them. Soon I had my second orgasm for the night.

I collapsed on the bed with him still inside me. We soon felt into a spooning position. He was still inside me thrusting inside me slowly. I had no energy to fuck him back so I let him do whatever he wanted to do. He fucked me again and I felt drowsy after my third orgasm.

"I can't fuck anymore"
I told him when he was discarding the condom.

He touched my breasts and slowly sucked them. I was aroused so badly and desperately needed a release again despite my drowsiness.

He kissed me and after dressing himself up, he left. I was lying naked on my bed, fucked three times by a man whose name I didn't know and who was probably married with children.

But I didn't care. I liked this feeling of high. It kept my mind out of the fucking problems in my life.

I soon realized maybe I was just looking for something that could take me to another world where everything was perfect.

And now I know that David was that something.