A girl with a scar. (Part 1)
A sexually frustrated man calls an escort for his pleasures at his residence, the story started turning when he saw a deep cut scar on her back and wants to know the story but the woman refuses to tell that. will he find out what’s the story behind that scar?
It’s been 3 years since I had sex, I had a tough break-up with my last girlfriend. it took me some time to move on, my friend Ritwik suggested that I should try casual sex, he said “ dude, you can’t do this to yourself be a man fuck some girls”.
I don’t agree, to prove my manhood I don’t need to fuck anyone. Anyway, but I need some sex in my life that’s for sure. I tried dating, that didn’t work. So, here I am on ‘Escortservies.com’. I generally don’t do these things but now to be very honest I am too much frustrated, I want some sex in my life.
It’s a very interesting website, register yourself and enable your GPS, if anyone is working in your 6-mile radius it will connect you with them. You can directly chat with the escort.
“Hey” I texted Babygirl689.
The message got delivered, for two minutes after sending the message I thought I shouldn’t do this, and then my phone popped up.
“Rate is fixed, 5000 rupees, text me your address” Babygirl689 replied.
I got confused first, I texted her back, “But I have just paid this website 599 rupees for subscription”.
On which she replied, “yeah, you have paid for this chatting, all the escorts have their rate for the service, say yes or no. I have another client waiting”.
It felt really under pressure. So I said yes to her service. She assured me that she will at my residence in a couple of hours. Also, money is not that much problem this time because I want to do this no matter what.
I called Ritwik and I informed him about this, “Woah dude, that my boy, that’s great”. He said.
To which I replied, “yeah, I don’t know about that”.
“Hey, do you have condoms?” he said.
“Firstly, why I will need ‘condoms’, isn’t one condom is sufficient.? I have one, by the way.” I replied.
“No, I need more than one so I thought …” he said.
“Dude are you insane, who does that?” I replied.
“Hey, don’t teach me, okay? and listen to me enjoy your time, fuck her hard, do at least 1000 stikes” he suggested.
“What is a strike?” I asked him.
“you are insane, okay? you don’t know this?” he countered my question.
“No” I replied.
“Okay, listen when your penis goes inside her vagina and comes out, not entirely, you know what I mean right, that’s one strike,” he told me this.
“I think you need some professional help, should I send you some psychologist number?” I suggested him.
“ hahaha, should I laugh?” he asked.
“I am in your building” text by Babygirl689, my notification popped up.
“Hey, listen I’ll call you back, she’s here,” I said.
“okey-dokey” Ritwik replied.
She knocked at my door, this was the first time that I have called over an escort. I walked to the door and opened it.
She was wearing a mask on her face, her body was covered by a simple black t-shirt and jeans. She was wearing a flat sandal. Her face was not uploaded on the website, so I haven’t seen her yet but the eyes she had were one of the most beautiful eyes that I have ever seen in my life. Her body had a perfect shape, she was just so perfect.
“where is your bedroom?” she asked me.
I was watching her carefully when she asked me I guided her with my eyes. I slowly shifted my eyes towards the bedroom, she understood. She started walking towards the bedroom while I was watching her going to the bedroom. She looked at me once before entering there, after a few minutes I walked over to the bedroom, I opened the door, there she was, sitting on the couch crossing her legs, near my bed, totally naked, her dresses were on the floor, her face was something else I haven’t seen anyone that beautiful. She was too pretty to be an escort.
“lie down on the bed,” she said in her smoky voice.
I don’t want to fuck her anymore, I want to watch her, I want to touch her, I want to feel her all over, I want to make love with her.
I walked to her, I tilted myself a little forward to kiss her, I pushed myself but she stopped me, “I don’t kiss anyone” she said. She started standing slowly, she took off my t-shirt and pushed me to the bed, then she took off my jeans and my brief. She looked at my penis and said, “you are ready to go”.
“I’ll be on the top,” I said.
“Okay,” she said.
Yes, missionary is my favorite position, she lay down on the bed, widened her legs, and invited me over. I tried to fuck her this way but I couldn’t, I can’t do this while watching her, I ask her to turn. I want to see her back while I fuck her. She took a gasp, and she turned herself.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?
A deep and long scar, starting from a little low from the right shoulder to approaching her left breast. It was a freaking long curve. I was watching this with lots of questions in my mind, she suddenly said “do you wanna put it inside or should I go?”
I got pissed at her by this statement, I put myself inside her and started doing it.
Strike 1, strike 2, strike 3, strike 4, strike 5, strike 6, strike 7, strike 8, strike 9, strike 10, strike 11, strike 12, strike 13, stri… and the white pigeons were flying in the blue sky, the oceans have waves, the flowers were white.
“that’s it?” she said, “did you just come”.
“yeah, I came” I replied to her and lay down on the bed next to her.
“Do you want any viagra or anything, I carry around, do you wanna do this again?” she asked.
“No, I am fine” I replied.
“So, you are done?” she asked again.
“yes” I replied.
“Okay,” she said.
She immediately started picking up her clothes and wearing them, she got dressed up completely and looked at me, I am still laying on the bed completely naked.
“So, my service is completed, I would like to take my payment,” she said.
I had given her 2000 rupees at the time she confirmed that she will provide her service to me and I have to give 3000 rupees after the service, exactly like she said while doing the deal.
“I am not done with your service yet,” I said.
“You have just said that you are done,” she said.
“Yeah, I am done fucking you, I am not done with you, what’s your name Babygirl689?” I asked.
“Just give me my money,” I said aggressively.
“I’ll give you your money, but I have paid you for one hour,” I said, “and I think I have almost 45 to 50 minutes”. I got off to the bed and wear my t-shirt.
“What you want?” She asked me.
I looked at her for a few seconds, “ Two cups of coffee and a conversation ”.
To be continued.
NOTE: THIS STORY IS NOT TRUE, IT IS A WORK OF FICTION.
