Pay the night’s rent

I'm in front of the bedroom door trying to compose myself. I'm still in my underwear, because my clothes weren't dry enough yet. We made a deal and this is part of it, and I couldn't make Sasha do this. She's too innocent. Thinking about what I'm about to do makes me nervous, but I can't help but be a little excited at the same time.

I take a deep breath, grab the doorknob, and enter the room. Yuri is relaxing on his bed.

"Tatyana." He says, sitting up in excitement.

"Hi." I greet him. I try to sound cute.

"You look amazing!" He says, running his eyes up and down my body. "So sexy, so tight!”

I blush a little. It's hard to look at him. I've been around, but I've never anything like this. Never with somebody I just met, somebody older than me too. It makes me feel like a slut.

"Thank you." I say.

"Hey, it's not every night I have a hot, half naked college girl in my bedroom." He tells me. “Come here.”

I saunter over to the bed and sit down next to him. He holds his arm out, and I scooch over to him. His fingers gently stroke my bare shoulder. He brushes my hair with his other hand and leans in to smell me.

“Your hair is very nice.” He tells me. “It’s soft.”

He gives me a jolt when he rests his hand on my thigh. His touch shocks me at first but I quickly become accustomed to it.

“Such a pretty girl.” He whispers, running his hand up and down my bare skin. It makes me tingle.

Gently, he places his hand on the back of mine and holds it tightly. He slides my hand in the direction of the tent he’s pitching in his pajama pants.

Well, here goes nothing. I know that I have to do this, so I might as well do a good job.

I take my hand and rub his cock over his pants. He definitely likes what I'm doing, because he's rock hard. He puts his hand back on my thigh and runs his fingertips up and down. I can tell what he’s doing. Slowly but surely his fingertips edge further and further up my thigh.

I bite the inside of my lip when his fingertips brush over my pussy. We do this for a while, sitting next to each other and rubbing and stroking. I can feel myself getting wetter. I can feel his cock twitch beneath my fingers from time to time.

“That’s it.” Yuri says, rising up to his knees and beginning to pull off his pajama shirt. “I can’t take it anymore, I’ve got to have you!”

I reach behind my back and undo my bra. He stops and takes a moment to admire my chest when I drop it to the floor, before reaching out and putting his hands on my breasts. He takes a moment to play with them, before standing up and grabbing his waistband.

I watch him pull down and step out of his pants. He’s ready to go. I follow his lead and slide my panties down my legs and off my feet.

“One thing.” I say as he kneels in front of me. “Don’t cum in me. Is that fair?”

“That’s fair.” He says.

I spread my legs and he shuffles his way up to me, before grabbing his dick and aiming it towards my pussy. I put my hands out and prepare to brace myself as I feel his tip probing around my entrance.

I take a deep breath and grab the sheets when I feel it plunge inside of me. He makes a grunting noise, grabbing my legs and holding them as he starts to work his way deeper.

I look up at him, bouncing up and down with his rhythmic thrusts. It feels good.

I wrap my legs around his back when he works his whole length inside me. He puts his hands out to the side to brace himself before picking up his pace. I can already see his chest heaving as his breathing picks up. He grunts.

I tighten my grip on the sheets as he continues to rail me. His pace grows quicker, his breathing harder. I know what’s coming, and loosen the grip of my legs.

“Fuck.” He says, and pulls his cock out of me.

“Ughhh!” He grunts, grabbing it with his hand just as it starts to fire a rope of hot cum. I feel his shots land on my stomach, one after the other.

“It’s, uh, been a while.” He tells me. “That was good. Go ahead and get cleaned up. Consider the night’s rent paid.”