A Strange Advertisement

The first thing I read when I buy a newspaper is the small ads. In the past, I used to respond to almost all of them that asked for a man experienced in love who could do everything, and I confess it wasn't rare that after a brief correspondence I would arrange a meeting with the interested party, which usually ended in wild, endless fucking. In fact, one of them, Anna, I had fallen in love with, and if I hadn't been caught fucking one of her friends back then, I probably would have married her today. Each one of these ads had its own peculiarity. Some asked me to fuck them classically, from the front, others wanted it from the ass, and of course, there were also the related blowjobs that made my cock empty its entire load of thick, viscous cum into their little mouths. In one of the latest issues, my gaze fell on an ad that made quite an impression on me.

"New eighteen-year-old seeks gentleman, experienced to bring her to orgasm only with his tongue." At first, I hesitated. I thought it might be some idiot creature who didn't know that an experienced man, besides his tongue, also has a trained cock that can make her fly to the sky from pleasure.

From that moment on, that ad became an obsessive idea. In the end, I decided to respond. After all, I thought, what do I have to lose? At worst, some jerk might show up. I'll send her back where she came from.

About ten days had passed, I had forgotten the ad, when one afternoon the phone rang. I answered. It was her. Her name was Nadia. We started talking. From the first moment, we hit it off. I began asking her various things. About where she works, how she has fun, and whatever else can make two people get to know each other over a telephone line. Soon our conversation came to the ad. I explained to her how it surprised me that she was asking for a man to make love only with his mouth.

Moments of silence. I could hear her breath deep and fast. She explained. She was engaged to a young man who was a soldier. She was a virgin and her fiancé knew that. "As you understand," she told me, "I don't dare to have sex. He would realize it immediately and abandon me. I've gone crazy with masturbation. But I can't take it anymore. I have the need to be held in a man's embrace. To feel his arms squeezing me. His breath caressing my body and his fingers playing with my sensitive areas and filling my body with shivers. Do you understand?"

I understood her problems and promised I would respect her wish to remain a virgin. We arranged a meeting for the next afternoon. I spent twenty-four hours with my mind full of Nadia. I made various images. From the worst to the most beautiful. And finally, the time of the meeting arrived. I was sitting in the central pastry shop where we had arranged to meet and looking anxiously left and right. Every woman who passed made my heart beat strangely. I looked at my watch. I was disappointed. A full twenty minutes had passed and Nadia hadn't appeared. I was looking around for the waiter. To pay and leave. Suddenly, a girl stood in front of me. She looked at me inquisitively. "Mr. Fotis?" she asked me. I jumped up from the armchair. "Nadia?" I asked. She nodded her head affirmatively. I invited her to sit. She began apologizing for her delay, but I wasn't hearing anything. I was looking at her like an idiot seeing a woman for the first time in his life. She was incredibly beautiful. Tall and slender. She was wearing a short dress that wrapped her body, revealing in every detail all her curves. Her quite large breasts pressed against the fabric as if they wanted to escape, while the two circles formed by her nipples were clearly visible. She crossed her legs casually. Her dress rose up, revealing almost the entire surface of her tight, well-toned thighs. I shivered. This creature, I thought, I want to take her today.

I felt my cock spring up and press against my pants. My balls began protesting inside their prison. I was desperately searching for a good excuse to lure her to my apartment. I was afraid that if we stayed together a little longer, there was a risk I would ruin my pants from the cum that was ready to shoot out from the narrow hole of my cock.

"What will you have?" I asked her. "No, nothing," she answered, agitated. "I mean, I would like a coffee, but not here, in case someone we know sees us." The girl had fallen into the trap by herself. "Come on, let's go," I told her. "A little further down I know a quiet place. No one is going to see us." We got up. In a quarter of an hour, we arrived at the apartment building where I live. She looked at me with a sly look. She didn't say a word. She followed me. We entered my apartment. I locked the door and fell on her like a starving man.

"No, not like that. We made an agreement. Only with the tongue. I think we discussed it."

I sighed, disappointed. How is it possible to have such a wonderful creature in front of me and not be able to shove my hard-on into the depths of her pussy hole. I agreed. "Okay, okay. Only with the tongue." She sighed, relieved. Nadia pushed me gently and forced me to sit on the couch. Then she stood in the middle of the living room and with slow movements lowered the straps of her dress. The thin fabric slid and fell to the floor. My heart was beating like crazy. Her breasts sprang towards me. Two perfectly round, firm breasts with two incredibly beautiful, hard nipples on top.

My gaze descended slowly, traversing her body. I stopped at the tiny dimple of her navel. I shivered. A light brown fuzz started from her navel and disappeared under her tiny white panties. I made a move to approach her.

With a stern gesture, she stopped me. She took the edges of her panties with both hands and slowly, torturously began to pull them down. Her tits hung provocatively. Suddenly, as if what she was doing was shameful, she turned her body. I saw her back, all smooth and velvety. Her panties had come down just enough for me to distinguish the crease between her ass cheeks. I felt my cock suffering. I grabbed it with my hand. I was excessively hard. Now her panties had reached her knees. She bent over and lifted one leg. Between the crease of her ass, I could distinguish her pussy lips hanging provocatively. I couldn't take it. I stood up and grabbed her violently. I laid her on the floor and filled my palm with her hot, wet pussy. I could feel her pussy lips and her clitoris twitching inside my hand. I plunged one of my fingers inside her. I was begging for her to be lying to me about being a virgin. My finger met resistance on the thin little skin that carefully covered her entrance. She was indeed a virgin.

I felt disappointment. For a few seconds I remained motionless. I didn't know how to react. Nadia pulled me out of my awkwardness. She laid me down on the floor and straddled my head. I saw her pussy lowering and approaching my mouth. Her labia caressed my lips. I flicked my tongue towards her. Her labia parted and my tongue plunged inside her. She moaned and sighed. With one hand I began rubbing her clitoris while my other hand caressed the back entrance. She went wild from the pleasure I was giving her. She emptied as much pussy juice as her insides hid into my mouth. I swallowed it with pleasure. Suddenly Nadia forcefully lowered her body towards me. Her cunt filled my mouth. She began to scream.

"Lick my pussy. Fuck it with your tongue. Finger my ass. You're driving me crazy. What a cunt-licking you're giving me. I'm coming, I'm finishing, I'm emptying all my fluid into your mouth."

She came incessantly. Her orgasm was so intense she fell to the floor unable to react. I went crazy. I pulled down my pants and got between her thighs. I pushed my cock deep into her cunt hole. I felt a slight resistance. I pushed gently. Nadia screamed in pain as her fingernails dug into my back. She had become a woman. I fucked her sometimes violently and sometimes tenderly. I felt my body shaking. My balls shot my cum which filled the entire cave of her cunt hole. At the same moment Nadia came too. It was her first orgasm with a cock inside her.

Three months have passed. Nadia is pregnant. She's expecting our child. Next month we're getting married. I love her immensely. She feels the same. As for the ads? I read them but I no longer respond. Let others take their turn...