This obviously was quite a while ago. As usual, I won't specify any kind of locations/people/historical events that could be used as a hint. I was 18 and I had recently graduated from high school. The school was doing a two week trip to Europe. It was pricey but my parents and grandparents chipped in. I worked a job that year as well and saved up. It wasn't just the trip I also needed to have spending money. Meals/lodging/event travel was included but nobody wants to be in a new country broke. So most of my savings were for that.

I mentioned before that I had two close male friends in high school. One I still love and talk to but he lives far away and has a wife and kids. They are fully monogamous but our sexual relationship continued until he was serious with his wife. My other friend passed away a while back sadly(cancer). Both of them were on the trip with me. Besides the point of this story: the minor act of prostitution, the trip was great. I spent two weeks in Europe with my best friends. We drank wine every night and smoked a pack of skinny cigarettes a day just because we were in Europe and that's what you do.

I had already been consistently physical with these two friends for a while at that point so general affection and sex was common. Our friendship was quite close and unique. If we were alone or not around people that knew us I'd greet the both of them with a kiss on the lips. I'd hug them and wrap my legs around them and they'd lift me off the ground by my ass. It was all fun. Just a young friendship that I really enjoyed. We never really had threesomes(one at a time usually);but we did have one in a hotel room in Europen. I've had and enjoyed threesomes since then but I guess at that time we weren't really threesome people and enjoyed one on one intimate sex. Though it was common for me to suck one of them off while the other was there or them finger me/eat me out.

We were walking around Europe and we stopped to look at a sight. There were a lot of people so my friend who passed away carried me on his shoulders and I saw over the crowd. I'm not going to specify where we were or what we were looking at. That's when the client saw me. He was a wealthy man, maybe 35-40. He saw me over the crowd, approached me, and said I was beautiful. He wanted to take me out right then on the spot but I told him I was with my friends so he took us all out. We were young and alone in another country so I will admit that we were using this guy for money. He was buying us drinks and took us to a expensive restaurant and got us into a club. He was so enamored by me that he didn't mind my two male friends there.

He kept saying "I need you tonight" and "If I can't have you it'll be the biggest regret of my life." I didn't know this man. I had no feelings for him. My sexual attraction is directly tied to the level of friendship I have with a person. I just said "we don't know each other." He wasn't pushy or rude. He wasn't trying to force me. He asked how long I'd be in Europe so he knows how long he can get to know me. When I told him the answer he got really sad. This was a different time. There was no "give me your Instagram" or "I'll text you." I'm sure if this happened in the modern day he'd have no problem flying me out.

Then he just leaned in and asked, "How much?" And I knew what he was asking but I didn't want to believe it was happening. I just said , "How much of what?" And he specified that he'd pay me. I kind of brushed it off as a joke and said a number that at the time was a lot and ridiculous to me but now as an adult I've seen more money than that. Looking back I tell myself I could have gotten way more

When I said the number he said, "Deal." And after the club he literally pulled out the amount of money I said. He had a car take my friends back to the hotel we were staying at, arranged a new hotel for the night, and we went there together. My mind was spinning and I was really uneasy but he was kind enough and I was young and dumb that I just went with it. Looking back this was very dangerous and especially now that I have a daughter.

He took me to the fanciest hotel I'd ever seen. I swear it was carved from gold. The hotel room was massive. I try not to get too sexual in my posts despite them being about sex. But we had sex in the room. He went down on me first. This was a time when men going down on women was sort of frowned upon. These days men leap to eat pussy but at the time it was considered not manly. He made me cum. He stuck it inside me and we had some decent sex. I've had better but this being paid for and with a wealthy stranger in another country was exciting. I felt so thrilled. I knew nothing about the man. Didn't know if he was married or how he had so much money. Whenever I asked what he did before he never really answered. I told him in the car there that I wouldn't give him oral and he said that was okay. But I ended up going down on him quite a bit. It wasn't forced. It was an in the moment decision I made.

We had sex, drank and ate, had sex, and smoked. I was just lounging around his apartment naked at eighteen with a wine glass in hand and cigarette in my mouth. This guy looked at me like I was a goddess. Everywhere I went his eyes followed me. I didn't give him my information but I accepted his. He gave me a number to call that I never did call. He was sad that it probably wouldn't happen again and bought me gifts and clothes. He kissed me so much and so passionately. Kept saying I was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen and no sex will top the sex he had with me. He was speaking in kind of broken English so I am paraphrasing what he said. We talked and he told me about his family and his siblings. I remember he told me he has a dog that he loves very much. He liked American cars.

I never called him when I got back. I'm glad because I like my life now. This was just something fun to do. I was young and I'm glad it turned out to be safe. If I found out my daughter did something like this I would be pissed and worried for her safety.

Sorry for any typos. I'm on mobile.