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How we met – Steves Story – Part 1I am Moroccan (as you may have guessed Steve is not my real name and neither is Sarah her real name) – and my English is not my first language so Sarah has corrected my spelling.I was working and studying in England near Manchester and one of my work mates had an invite to a party, he asked me if i wanted to go as I was pretty short on shags and he said i would get plenty there.A couple of women put on a show in the big room, then lots of men fucked the women, I waited my turn but it didnt happen – the women vanished.My mate and I wandered around the party watching others having sex but because of my skin colour (I am dark brown) no girl seemed interested in me at all.We found the pool area and found the two girls in there – just lazing around – the one with the long dark hair so sexy I had to say hello at least.My mate hit on the older girl and I hit on the younger one.She said her name was Sarah and she was 22 years old – she genuinely seemed to like me and we laughed and joked – my english was not good but she took the time to try to understand me – we ended up having sex on a pool lounger – she just seemed to want me inside her – I am between 9 and 10 inches fully hard and when I orgasmed I think she did too – we used a condom that she borrowed from her friend.I asked for her number – and to my suprise she gave it to me but said she wasnt cheap.I didnt understand this but my mate told me after that the girls were hookers, prostitutes.A prostitute in my culture is the lowest of the low – and I had never paid for a women in my country – maybe England was different – I put the idea to the back of my mind.A few weeks later I was very horny and I took the courage to call Sarah and see if she was available to release my horny thoughts.It was like calling a doctor :-“Err hi, are you available today at all?””How long do you want, 30 minutes, 45 minutes, 60 minutes or longer?””What do most people have?” I asked”A good time with me is 60 minutes – that costs £150 for a full service” came the replyI gulped – £150 was a lot of money but my cock won over my brain”60 minutes is good” I replied”Hmmmm I am free at 8pm – come to this postcode and call me again ” she replied”OK” I hung up and looked at my watch – 3 hours to wait ……I took a taxi to the postcode and rang her again – an answerphone message said she was busy and would call back as soon as she was free – 10 minutes later I saw a lone man walking out of a tower block and then my phone rang ….”Flat 42 XXXXXXX XXXXXX” was the message before the line went dead.I walked to the tower block, pressed the buzzer for Flat 42, found the lift and got in.Flat 42 was one of 2 flats on the very top floor. The door was open so I knocked and waited outsideSarah answered the door in a red house coat, with afyon escort stockings and heels on”Come in, bathroom is here with shower and loo. Have a shower and give me the money now”I was amazed she didnt recognise me – we had sex a few weeks earlier, surely she would remember me????I gave her the money, had a quick shower and came out of the bathroom wearing a towel which obviously had been used a few times as was heavily stained.She was laying on the bed, naked apart from stockings and heels and she looked up as I walked in -“What services do you want – Massage and full personal service is included – anything else is extra” she purred”Sorry” I stuttered, “its my first time doing this …. whats a full personal service?”She smiled”I suck you, you fuck this” she said pointing at her smooth pussy”and what are extras???” I enquired”anal, watersports, anything kinky, some role play, fucking without a condom is way out of your price range” she replied”I think the full personal service then”She made me lay on the towel on the bed, face down and then she straddled me and poured some oil on my back and began to massage me – gently but firmly, then she turned round (sitting on my bum) and massaged my legs and feet – this was fantastic as she came right up near my balls with her fingers.I noticed a clock on the bedside table – it read 20:20 when she asked me to turn over onto my back.Again she was sitting on my groin – my cock getting harder by the second as she firstly massaged my chest the turning herself round she did the same to the front of my legs.Very slowly as she massaged my legs she was moving her body closer to my face, so that when she started to massage my cock and balls her pussy was right by my mouth, I tried to lick it but it was just out of reach.She moved back a little more and her lips went around my cock – slowly taking as much as she could into her mouth, I reached my tongue out and began licking at her pussy finally.She was moaning softly (but my mate had told me that hookers did this to make out the guy was pleasing them and it was all fake) but she seemed genuinly enjoying my tongue.She reached under a pillow and pulled out a condom – then another and another until she found an extra long one, expertly getting it out of the packet and then rolling it down my cock as she sucked me – this women was good!!”Which way do you want it – me on top, doggy, missionary????” she asked”You on top but face me so I can see your breasts and face” I repliedShe turned round and fed my cock deep inside her pussy hole – like it was meant to go there – not many women I had been with could take my length but Sarah could.20:40 on the clock …… She did all the work – I just touched and played with her nipples and clit as she rode me … and we did a doggy position which she escort afyon seemed to enjoy as she was screaming with pleasure and leaking lots of juices from her pussy.I finally came deep inside the condom …. she rolled straight off me, pulled off the condom and began to suck me … taking me right down her throat again. Wow she was good, but I just wanted to lay with her.As soon as I was clean she got up and put on her housecoat -“I have another gent here at 9pm, now you get dressed and go before he arrives” she said I was shocked at the brutal way she spoke to me – we had just had sex together and she was so cold about it.I dressed and as I was leaving she came over and kissed me full on the lips -“We will meet again soon ….. you want more of what I offer” she said, opening the door.I took the lift down to the ground floor and heard the other lift passing on the way up. Was this her next “gent” and how many did she see a day I wondered.The taxi ride home was in peace and I had time to think when I layed in bed alone that night …. this women was so sexy and I couldnt get her out of my mind – honestly I wanked myself to sleep.The next day I was still thinking of her and I checked on my credit cards and bank accounts – I had money that I was supposed to be sending home to my parents but ……I rang her again but she was busy so I left a message “Can I see you again tonight? For longer? Maybe 2 hours?”She called me back 30 minutes later”Look I am fully booked today … but if you want and can afford i will do you a deal””Whats the deal” I enquired”£1000 – midnight to 6am at a hotel in town – you get the room and pay my taxi fares there and back – deal??? Yes or No??””Ok – let me think – “£1000 was massive money but i wanted more of her”OK deal – which hotel??””The XXXXXXXX – I will book it – £120 per night – cash only – room will be available after 9pm – I will text you room number – check in and wait for me there – it will be under Mr Jones ok””OK deal”The line went dead and I realised I had just spent over £1200 on a hooker for the night….was it a con??Work went so slowly but at 2pm a text arrived “Room 614” was all it said I arrived at 9pm and checked into the room – massive room with floor to ceiling windows with views all over Manchester – a massive double bed (I think they are called Super King sized??) and a massive shower room.Everything was massive!I layed on the bed and must have dozed off as I was woken by the knocking on the door.Looking through the peep hole I saw Sarah waiting outside.On opening the door she walked in and kissed me softly on the lips.”I need food and a bath before we do anything, order me a burger from room service and a bottle of wine while I have a shower. You can pay for it – ohh give me the money now – £1000 plus the £120 for afyon escort bayan the room plus £50 for taxis”I counted out the money and dialed room service – another £40 spent on food.I could hear her in the shower and having a wee put I was scared to look – The food arrived and she walked out of the shower room – wow!!Her hair was fully down, long and black, she wore the smallest of mini skirts I have ever seen on a women, a tiny top that barely covered her breasts and stockings and very high heels.She just stood there letting me take in her beauty – and her perfume ……. she was a godessShe went to the windows and sliding one open went out onto the balcony and ate her burger and had a glass of wine – I just followed like a puppy dog on heat. My cock was rock hard in my jeans and I am sure she could see it.She looked at me and said …”Well here I am …. what do you want to do tonight?”I smiled inwardly and outwardly ….”Are extras available tonight Sarah?? ” I asked”You have paid – you can have” she replied, kneeling down on the balcony, releasing my cock from my jeans and sucking it deep down her throat. Anyone could have seen but she didnt care and neither did I.10 minutes of cock sucking and she stood up, lifted her dress and turned so she was facing the balcony wall – “Fuck me ” she purred …..I did – deep in her pussy until she was screaming with pleasure – then I did the same with her arse – I am sure all Manchester heard her orgams and mine ….. I wont go into details but we had no sleep that night – we fucked on the balcony, in the bed, on the floor and in the shower (where we found another like we both had). Anal, oral, vanilla, kinky, very kinky – we did the lot.5:30am -she was showered and dressed and she left me to grab a few hours sleep before I went to work tired but satisfied.She had a gent visiting her at 7am then was busy all day … but I wanted more …. we were back in the same room from 10pm to 6am for the next 6 nights.I was out of credit and money so I didnt call her again … then I was called home to explain my behaviour with “White Whore” – my Muslim parents had found out and were not pleased.Over a year went by before I was back in England and I sent Sarah a text message saying I was working in Leeds and could we meet up. No reply for nearly a month then a single word reply”WHY?”I answered explaining my money troubles, my Muslim parents and that I missed her.Another month and a text message”Costa Coffee Trafford Centre 2pm Saturday”I was early – she was late but she had company – she had a pushchair and a little girl inside.Sarah shook my hand and sat down, slowly drinking the coffee I bought her.She told me she was still working, that her mum looked after the baby and that the baby was mine.I was aghast but when we actually worked out dates it could only be true, she was darker skinned than a normal white c***d.Being a Muslim I knew I had only one option – I had to help Sarah and my daughter in whatever way I could ……. That will be part 2 …….—…….. maybe Steve

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