19F Paid to be the sexual help

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I’m (19F) the daughter of a poor working-class family. Once I got into university, my parents couldn’t support me, and although I did get grants and other scholarships, I had to get two part-time jobs.

In year two, I found a cheaper bedroom in a fantastic house with two other students Simon (19M) and Phil (19M). The room was great, and during the conversation, I let slip my poor finances and how much this room would mean to me. I discovered Simon’s father owned the house, and both came from extremely wealthy families. They had just lost their cleaner and offered to reduce the rent by 50% If I would clean the house, do their washing and general household stuff etc. This would mean I could ditch the cleaning job.

For the previous year, my only serious sexual relationship had been with the handle of my hairbrush. The second month, I had a one-night stand with Simon. Then, a few weeks later slept with Phil too!! This was when my life got weird. Simon offered to give me the room free if I would occasionally sleep with both. Neither had a relationship since gonna Uni. I was tempted; this would mean I could live more comfortably, and I had slept with them before. However, I was being paid for sex.

There were two unoccupied bedrooms in the house, and six months later, another friend of Simon’s called Josh (19M) moved in. I did wonder how this would impact our living arrangements; I didn’t want the free living and sex to end. Josh’s family was extremely wealthy, and he received a enormous living allowance every month. I was offered a couple thousand per month living allowance on top of the rest to Simon. I was now actually being paid for sex.

Saturday mornings became quite an event; during the week, I usually slept with each of them once; however, then the weekend came along! I got into a routine of getting up early to shower and get myself ready; the first knock on my bedroom door was usually Josh with an early morning riser; I loved sleeping with him most of all! After Josh, it was usually Phil, and Simon was at all times last. So, I would spend most Saturday mornings being fucked by three of the loveliest guys I’d ever known. I could, though, at all times say no, which I very rarely did.

I still dream of those Saturday mornings. I could usually service all three of them within two hours, and due to not having to work could then sleep in until the afternoon. Yes, I did have orgasms, and yes, sometimes I got a little sore. I was also amazed at how much punishment my pussy could take; it did look swollen after all three of them had been at me; however, within a couple of hours, all was ordinary again. Ever since, I’ve often wondered I was happiest when I had my harem of men; just one man never seemed enough.

NSFW: yes


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