HEAD OVER HEELS FOR YOU > rgb emrys 💞 +16 sex love conflict trust money erotica romance EPISODE ONE I came from a less privileged home,but that did not make me timid. We were orphans, Matt and I. We barely had a three-square meal daily. Especially,  when I was jobless and I had to fend for us as the elder sibling. The death of my parents were somewhat undeserved. They had a plane crash, with no remains of anything. Since that time, Matt and I have lived miserable lives. I had always been applying for countless jobs and going for interviews ,but there were  no call backs. Everything seemed like I could never be able to decide whether I wanted a decent job or not. My aunt had proposed something to me, but I declined the offer, because it was so out of place. I was in a dilemma then, I did not know if I should have agreed to it or not. I wanted to be a fashion designer, just like my parents, they were my role models. We all know how  difficult it is to be famous when you are less  privileged. I did not like calling myself that,  but it was solely true.  I looked at our situation and thought I had to agree to what my Aunt said. Aunt's pub was one of the best in town and men of high ranks came there to fulfill their sinful desires and pleasure. Some women even came there too, they were lesbian and paid to spend a night with the female strippers. I phoned Aunt and told her I had accepted her offer.  That day, I regretted for doing so, I knew this job was very filthy, but I had no option. I went to my Aunt's pub and she told me what I was supposed to do. She gave me some clothes to wear. It was a black lace bra and mini-skirt. My bre*sts were exposed, except my nipple. The skirt was very short and Aunt made me wear a red g-string , she said it would catch the eye of customers.  Night time approached and the music began. There I stood in the centre of the pub, dancing in the presence of both men and women, young and the old. At that moment, I knew I had lost my dignity and self respect. How could my biological Aunt be that cruel to me ? She could have employed me as a waitress in the pub, that would have been fine with me, but a stripper? As I danced, I noticed a young man look in my direction. He looked somewhat attractive although once you saw him, you could feel the pain in his eyes. His charming blue eyes were glued onto mime, not wanting anything to break it apart. He winked at me and I knew he was like all those filthy men who slept with those young girls in the pub for their disgusting pleasure. I turned my face to look elsewhere but I could still feel his eyes on my body. I had had some friends after working for two years in the pub, Pamerla, Kiran and Jessy. I was paid once to have s*x with a certain rich motherf*cker named Mr. Spencer. It was really rough and he forced me to do things I had never imagined doing when f*cking my partner. I told him to use protection, but he refused saying he wanted it natural and smooth. The music came to an end and I could see how the men present looked at me h*rningly and wanted to devour every single thing under the dress I wore. Aunt called for me and I definitely knew she was gonna scold me for missing a few steps during the dance. When I approached her, she hugged me and said a young man had paid a huge sum of money to f*ck me. I couldn't believe Aunt could be so happy about that. Aunt told me where he was waiting for me in room 23. I walked to the room, who was that man? As I made my way into the room, I found out he was the young man I had admired during the dance. He looked at me and smiled. It felt like my body had already surrendered to him. I walked to him very close and put my hand in his trousers, tickling his huge d*ck. I unbottened his shirt and took off his trousers and shorts . I bent down and began licking his d*ck like lollipop. His d*ck was hard once I approached him. The young man had made me h*rny just at the look of his nakedness. He bit his lower lip and winked at me. He pinned me to the wall. He began licking my neck and it tickled down my spine. He turned my back to him and he slid the bra off me. He took one br*ast in his hand and pressed it circularly, while he sucked the other one. I was w*t already and wanted him inside me so bad. He unzipped my skirt and took my g-string off with his teeth. I was naked infront of him. At that moment, I did not feel disgusted, but rather happy to show him how best I could satisfy his d*ck. He smashed my butt and pushed me to fall on the bed. I opened up my legs and he was over me. He was kissing me roughly and I was enjoying it. His fingers traveled around my body and explored every part of it. He widened his eyes as he saw how pink and tight my p*ssy was. He then slept on me, my br*st pressing against his chest. He put his d*ck in my pussy slowly in order not to hurt me. Unknowingly, he pushed his full manhood in me and I screamed, it was so painful. Tears escaped from my eyes, he kissed the tears and kissed me. The pain slowly subsided, he thrusted in and out of me and a moan escaped my lips. There was cum spluttering everywhere but that was just the beginning. I jerked my butt up, wanting him to f*ck my asshole. I was so thirsty for his manhood. He forced and later, he was thrusting in and out of me. I turned over again and he f*cked me until my p*ssy was sore.