To work…
That wretched year, I had huge financial problems; money was catastrophically short. I was living alone, had no relatives in the city, and I didn't really want to ask acquaintances or friends for help.
There was nothing left to do but temporarily drop out of the college I disliked and find a job, any kind of income, and then return to the daily grind. My girlfriends told me that a clothing store was opening near my house and there was a notice that they needed female workers.
"This is my chance!" I thought and started getting ready quickly to make it before closing. I dressed classically to make a good impression. It was already
almost seven o'clock, still light outside. I left the house and walked briskly towards the store. A couple of meters away, I saw the dark outline of a figure approaching the doors."Wait!" I shouted and dashed towards the store doors; the person inside stopped. I approached, and before me stood a young guy, about 23, very handsome.
"Thank you for waiting. I heard you're hiring female workers. Can I try?" I asked him, out of breath and nervous. At that moment, I even blushed and my throat went dry.
"Sorry, but the store is already closed," came the calm, emotionless reply, and he was already about to leave.
"But... wait! It'll only take a couple of minutes. I really need this job; you won't regret it!" I desperately rushed to stop him.
"Pleeease..." I looked at him with an almost puppy-dog gaze.
"Alright, come in," he answered me in the same calm tone and gestured with his hand towards the passage to his office. I walked ahead, and he told me where to turn.
"Well then, my name is Timur Alexandrovich. If I like you, I'll be your boss. So, tell me about yourself," my "future boss" spoke in a more lively voice.
"Umm... well... my name is Kristina, I'm 18, I study at an economics college... and..." I was extremely nervous at that moment. It was the first time; I had never felt such anxiety before. Even at kindergarten holidays, there wasn't as much darkness in my head as at that moment, as if I knew nothing about myself besides this.
"That's all good, but why should I hire you specifically?" Timur asked again, dryly and without emotion... and this question stumped me. I had rehearsed the answer so many times in my head, and here I was, forgetting everything. "What to say? What to say... No... I can't do this; it's not for me." All this turmoil was in my head. I decided only one thing... today wasn't my day; that's just how it turned out. It's already evening, I want to sleep, I'm very tired, I'll find another job...
"You know, you're right. You shouldn't hire me. I don't know how to do anything except take notes. Sorry for the delay, goodbye." With these words, I headed for the exit.
"Nice ass, by the way," I heard an enticing voice behind me. It sounded so sweet; I had never heard anything like it. But how could this be? This person has no right to talk like that; who does he think he is? I felt a bit embarrassed, blushed, and still answered him.
"Thank you, you're very kind," I replied to Timur completely dryly, even though a whirlwind of thoughts raced in my head and a lump was already forming in my throat. I headed to the door, pulled the handle, but couldn't open it; it turned out to be locked.
"Come here, beautiful," Timur stood up from his desk and walked towards me, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt as he did. I stood there stunned. What... how... what to do?! I didn't know. So many thoughts swirled in my head, so much fear was in my eyes.
"Get away from me!" I said in a trembling voice, backing away from him, but Timur grabbed my arm and pulled me sharply against him. He put one hand on my ass and slowly stroked it, while the other held me tightly. I felt his cock pressing against my stomach.
"Don't be afraid, everything will be great," he whispered in my ear, and at the same moment, he slightly licked it and then passionately started kissing me on the lips. I felt a strong tension in my lower abdomen; it got somehow hot. I felt him starting to reach under my skirt, towards my panties. I gasped and pushed him away, hitting him in the face in the process. Taken by surprise, he let go of me, and I fell to the floor.
"Ah, you bitch, well, you asked for it yourself," he roughly grabbed my hands, squeezing them painfully, and dragged me to the sofa. I struggled in every way, screamed, kicked the floor with my feet, told him it hurt a lot.
"Please... let go, it hurts!" "Behave well, and I'll let go. For now, do what I tell you!" The same rough tone... During this time, I cried and begged him to stop touching me. He stroked my legs while simultaneously removing my stockings, reached under my skirt, touching my wet panties with his hand. From all this, the tingling in my lower abdomen grew stronger, but it was pleasant... I felt the warmth of his breath when he leaned in to kiss me.
He took off his shirt and unbuttoned his jeans. He reached for my blouse, started unbuttoning it, button by button. At that moment, I couldn't take it and tried to push him away and escape again... but it didn't work. He just gave me a hard slap across the face. From it, my vision went dark for a moment, and my head buzzed. He tore off my shirt; I heard the buttons flying onto the tile floor. But my eyes were still dark.
Timur leaned towards my chest, put his hands on it; it just fit in his palms.
"Very, very good, beautiful," at that moment, he carefully unclasped my bra and set it aside on the edge of the sofa. I couldn't stop him; I really liked it. He leaned towards it, squeezed it slightly until it hurt. I tried to pull away from him, but his look made it clear it was better to lie still and not interfere. He touched my nipple with his tongue; I shuddered slightly; it felt very pleasant. He continued, circling my nipple with his tongue, sometimes biting it, moved up to my neck, sweetly kissing it, then went down again, kissing my breast, kneading it, then descended to my stomach, licked my lower abdomen, circled my navel, and went even lower. He started unbuttoning my skirt, calmly pulled it off, and threw it somewhere into the far corner of the office.
He pulled off my panties with his teeth. He rose slightly and made me take his fingers into my mouth. At first, I resisted, but then he grabbed my cheeks and squeezed hard, and so I started sucking his fingers; I even liked it very much. (Erotic stories) He touched my body again and inserted one finger into my hole, then a second; they barely fit there because I was a virgin. No one knew about this. But soon Timur found out too...
"Ha-ha, so you're still a little girl. But it's okay, don't worry, you'll remember this first time," he lay on top of me and started passionately kissing me again, grabbed my hips and squeezed them hard. He started rubbing against my hole, and then slowly began inserting himself into me.
It hurt a lot; tears welled up in my eyes. He kissed me and went deeper and deeper. I felt blood; at that moment, I scratched his entire back. He started moving faster, accelerating the pace. From this, I began moaning even more and squeezing his back. He started moving at a frantic pace. I screamed with all my might; it was unbearably pleasant; I had never experienced anything like it. My moans caressed his ears.
I felt his big cock entering me and couldn't do anything, or rather, didn't want to do anything. He fucked me like the last bitch. I was starting to lose awareness of what was happening; it hurt a lot but was terribly pleasant. I wanted him to let me go, but at the same time, I wanted him to continue.
He paused for a couple of seconds and then started a new round. This time, I felt less pain and resisted less, screaming for him to go deeper, harder, more.
I arched strongly and came, but it wasn't enough for him. He kept fucking me, not stopping. I couldn't take it anymore; I came over and over, was very surprised by his fullness and passion. At one moment, he suddenly pulled out and came copiously on my stomach.
I felt something hot on my lower abdomen. I was in complete ecstasy; I shuddered from any of his touches. I no longer cared that he had raped me; he had made me feel insanely good...
I received so much pleasure it's indescribable. Timur lay next to me, and we kissed for a very long time, gently caressing each other's bodies...