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A Hooker's Threesome Part 3

Once I was through the doors I found myself in a big open area. There were benches and machinery everywhere and some sort of conveyor or production line ran through the middle of the factory.

The factory seemed to do something with thick wooden panels and then I noticed that there were part finished doors along the conveyor belt. It looked as though it was a real hive of industry through the week but this was Saturday afternoon and the place was very quiet.

Two guys were standing alongside one of the workbenches just inside the door and I walked straight up to them. One was in his late twenties or early thirties and for some reason I took an instant dislike to him. I don’t know what it was but there was something about him that just made me feel uncomfortable.

It certainly wasn’t because of the way he kept looking at my tits. I expected that sort of reaction and that was the whole reason I had taken my blouse off outside. I wanted them to look at my tits and I even wanted them to play with my tits because it made me feel good. But this guy ….

Well I’d taken the money and so he was guaranteed the use and possession of my body but once he was finished with me I’d be happy.

Speaking of money, at first I couldn’t decide whether the other guy couldn’t take his eyes of the hint of my pussy or all those fifty dollar bills that Doug had paid me and that I had folded into the top of my stocking.

He was much younger than the first guy and was probably only just over 18. So there was another guy that I would not normally have seen but once again, I had taken the money and with him I would enjoy it.

I knew the answer even before I asked but I thought I should anyway.

“So who wants to slip their cock into me first?”

“I’m sure a slut like you wants a real man to fuck rather than a kid,” the older guy snorted as he pushed the younger man aside to get closer to me.

He pushed me back against the conveyor belt and his sweaty hands grabbed at my boobs.

“Hey,” I squealed as he squeezed my breasts till they hurt. “There’s no need to get too rough.”

“Stop complaining bitch! I know you whores like it ro…”

“RAY!” Doug’s voice cut him off. “Be polite or you can finish up for the day.”

Ray muttered something that I didn’t quite catch and then he was unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants. I pulled my skirt up and leaned a little further back and then his cock was in me and I was his.

Yeah, the guy was a total creep, and he was rough and his idea of great sex was to treat me like some sort of inferior being but I clung to him as he drove his cock into me again and again and I am so badly addicted to pleasure that it didn’t matter who gave it to me.

He grunted like an animal every time he thrust into me and I moaned like a whore every time the pleasure from that thrust raced through my body. I even gave in to his demands to kiss him and there was something in that surrender to him that made my orgasm more intense.

When it hit me I arched my back and rode his cock with my pussy clenched tight. Deep in the depths of my own orgasm I heard his moan, I felt the throb of his cock deep inside me and then the gush of his cum as it shot into me and I took it all from a man I disliked intensely.

I moaned softly as he withdrew and I looked down to see that cock that had felt so good. It was still hard and the knob was red and the whole length of it was covered in a mixture of his cum and my pussy juice.

“I’ve had better,” he scoffed as he wiped his cock on my skirt.

“So have I,” I replied with a faintly concealed sneer.

“What did you say?”

“I said I’ve had better.”

He looked at me for a moment and I thought he was going to hit me but then he grabbed my shoulders and spun me around. He forced me face down onto the conveyer belt and then his rough hands were spreading my ass cheeks.

I waited a moment and then moved my hips slightly and his attempt to nail my ass failed miserably. Instead his cock sank deep into my cunt and my body erupted into a fire of pleasure that consumed me.

I clung to the far side of the conveyor as he brutally fucked me and I wanted to scream but all that I could manage was some weak little gasps as his cock took control of me again and drove me from one searing orgasm to another.

Again and again he drove his cock into me and each time the slap of his balls on my ass rang through the factory. Each time I heard that sound my head would explode as another bolt of pleasure ripped through me and left me gasping.

Finally he was exhausted and his deep driving thrusts began to slow. It gave me time to gain control of my voice and I wasn’t about to let him get away with treating me like something sub-human.

“Come on,” I gasped between thrusts. “Where’s your cum? Give me some more … you’ve fucked me now blow your load in me!”

I heard him snarl and then I was overwhelmed with another hard fucking that left me gasping and moaning but I knew he was struggling. His cock would be so sensitive that fucking me would almost be painful and I didn’t have to wait long before he began to slow down once more.

I was ready for that and I began to push back against him and fuck him.

“Come on big boy …” I laughed. “… give it to me.”

And then I felt that telltale little throb and he was cumming again but he didn’t have much to give me. I knew that there was more pain than pleasure in it for him and I made him suffer.

This time, when I was finished, I pulled away and turned round to face him. He stood there, slightly hunched over, his face was almost purple and he was gasping for breath. I looked down at his cock and it wasn’t stiff anymore.

I knelt down in front of him and took hold of his trousers. I pulled them up from around his ankles and when I had them up to his waist I rubbed the rough cotton material over his cock to wipe it clean.

I might have even run the zipper over the end of his cock but I’m not sure. What I am sure of though is that he felt the pain. He moaned, his knees began to shake and he tried to pull away.

I laughed as I stood up and let and let him go.

“Next” was all I said as I looked him straight in the eye.
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Posted: Friday 11th March 2005, 6:40 AM

A Hooker's Threesome Part 2

It wasn’t hard to find the place in the industrial estate, the directions had been quite good and as soon as I drove into the side yard a guy came out of the workshop and waved to me. I parked the car near the side doors and the cheeky man came straight over and opened the door for me.

I certainly appreciate gentlemen and I also appreciate guys who want to look up my skirt so I made sure he got a good view. I didn’t have to do very much because, when I drive, short skirts always ride well up on my thighs so he got a good look at my pussy.

It didn’t seem to phase him when I spread my legs a little wider and winked at him. He just laughed and introduced himself.

“Hi, I’m Doug and I’m the guy who lost the bet and called you,” he said as he stood so close to me that my breasts brushed against him.

‘Damn!’ I thought to myself. Doug looked like the sort of guy who could be a lot of fun and there was something about him that just made me want to bend over the bonnet and let him have his way with me.

“Hello Doug,” I said looking straight into his beautiful brown eyes and sending him thought messages that said ‘FUCK ME!’

If he got the messages he ignored them and instead he took my hand and led me towards the door.

“So what have you got for me in here Doug?”

“Two rather nervous guys who never thought I would pay up,” he laughed.

“So would you like me to really make them squirm?” I asked cheekily.

“That sounds like a plan. I’ll enjoy that,” he agreed. “Oh and I suppose I should pay you first?”

“That would be good,” I said with a big smile.

We stopped and he dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out a wad of notes.

“How much?”

I named the figure and he looked at me in amazement.

“Is that all?”

“Oh yes,” I smiled. “I’m my own boss so I can charge what I want and if I think that I’m going to have some fun you’ll find that I reduce my prices accordingly.”

He shook his head and began peeling fifties from the roll in his hand. While he was doing that I took my blouse off and placed it on a stack of crates beside the door.

“Mmmm nice,” he said as he eyed my boobs and handed me the money, “I like plump women with big tits.”

“Do you?” I asked as I took the notes from his hand and then moved closer.

His hand came to rest on my hip and I kissed him gently full on the lips.

“Damn!” he said with a huge sigh.

I kissed him again and slowly rubbed against the bulge in his work trousers.

“Don’t fret,” I said softly. “You can enjoy seeing me get fucked by your two friends and then, when they’re finished with me, it will be your turn.”

I kissed him lightly on the cheek and turned and walked through the factory door. I made sure my hips were swaying, my big boobs were standing out proud and my skirt was so far up on my hips that a tiny wisp of pussy hair was showing.

“Ok guys which one of you think you can make this hooker scream?”
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Posted: Monday 7th March 2005, 7:50 PM

A Hooker's Threesome

WOOHOO!! I just love Saturdays. Well, to tell the truth I love most days, even Mondays but yesterday was Saturday and it was a blast!

I was sure that it was going to be quiet, even though we are now into Autumn here in the southern hemisphere the days where I live are almost always warm and the fishing is good so lots of guys love to hit the water and go fish the reef. That means a quiet day for me and that wasn’t really going to be a problem for me.

But it seems that sometimes, what I think is going to happen, is seldom the way it turns out. The first call came from a guy who used to be a member of my old amateur site. I had never met him till I moved here and found that he runs a business here in town.

He came round and gave me a screaming orgasm with his tongue and fingers and then I rode him and hung my big boobs in his face till we both came. Oh babe! I love it when this guy pays me money and then proceeds to blow me away with his tongue.

Before he left he made tentative arrangements to take me with him the next time he goes away on business. Just the thought of spending several nights with him as his plaything has got me juiced and ready for use :)

Not long after he left my partner arrived home. My pussy was still tingling and I wanted more so a wink, a cheeky smile and I was on my back on the bed and getting driven into the mattress with the deep driving thrusts that Steve loves to pound me with.

I just lay back and took it all. My head pounded, my body was on fire and I howled with pleasure. When it was over I had a pussy full of cum and I just lay on the bed, wrapped in his strong arms, and slowly came back to earth.

Now there is a man who doesn’t have to do anything more than just hold me to make me feel good.

An hour later and my phone rang again and I was heading for an interesting outcall. I must have been in one of my wilder moods on Saturday because it’s not something I would normally have done.

Back where I came from when I felt like going wild I’d do a bit of streetwalking but there’s definitely none of that where I live now. So now I sometimes take jobs where I may not always be in control and this was one of those.

At least the guy who made the call was open about what was involved. There were three guys working over in the industrial area of town and one of them had made a wager with the other two and lost.

The payment for losing was to pay for a hooker to fuck his two friends while all he could do was watch. I sometimes wonder why guys make bets like that. Do they think the other party is going to let them off without payment if they lose?

Maybe this guy did, I don’t know, but if he did he was really out of luck because his friends won and wanted him to pay up.

So, I was on my way wearing a button up top, a short skirt and a wild urge to give these guys some hooker sex like they had never had before.

I’ll be back tomorrow to tell you about that threesome. Until then, if you want to see some wild threesome orgy and groupsex action then check out this little gallery I put together for you.
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Posted: Monday 7th March 2005, 7:04 AM

Finding the Right Hooker

Well I promised myself that I wouldn’t let more than a day or two go by without posting here and so here I am after a break yesterday.

This has been a really quiet week and that has probably been for the best because after my session on Monday I really did need to give my pussy a rest. It didn’t want a break but there have been plenty of instances of girls getting internal bruising from a session with a big cock and I think I had that after Monday.

I notice that few people ever talk about the injuries a girl can suffer from a hard fuck session but it certainly does happen. There are ways for a hooker to protect herself from those injuries but sometimes it just feels so good that you don’t even think about getting bruised. You just want the action to go on and the orgasms to keep on coming.

I’m like that, when I’m getting fucked by a guy who knows what he’s doing I’m not going to stop him. He can go for as hard as he likes for as long as he likes and I’ll probably beg him for more.

Of course, not all hookers are like me. Finding a girl who loves what she does and who gives of herself is not easy, there aren’t many of us like that. A lot will sound really good on the phone or look and sound great during the introduction at a brothel but once they have your money they change and the action is almost cold and clinical.

But if you find the right girl then it can be almost like finding gold. Stick with her and she will give you a great time every time and those times will even get better as she gets to know you and become more comfortable with you.

If you don’t find a girl like that then please don’t judge the rest of us just from your experience because the good ones are out there but you do have to look hard.
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Posted: Saturday 5th March 2005, 8:19 AM

Ultimate Surrender Part 3

Ok this time I really am going back to the time I spent with my slave the weekend before last and if you haven’t read them yet you will find Part 1 and Part 2 of Ultimate Surrender either lower down the page or you will also see them listed off to the right and you probably should read those first just to understand the rest of the story.

Slaves can come in several varieties. I could have a slave who did all my housework for me. I could have a slave who did other menial tasks for me but I choose not to. Those sort of slaves would just get in my way and wouldn’t mix with my lifestyle. So the slaves I do have are the other sort of slave – they’re sex slaves.

They come to me and submit to me for my sexual pleasure … and theirs too. Maintaining that distinction between being the mistress or master and being the slave can be very difficult and somewhere in my relationship with this guy the distinction became blurred.

He began coming to me for punishment and pain, cock and ball torture and all those other things that he found pleasurable. At the end of each session I would take my pleasure from him and believe me, he gave me a lot of pleasure. As I said earlier, his cock is big and it stretches my pussy and I would ride it till I came but he was never allowed to.

He might have been permitted to coat my boobs with his cum, if he had been especially good to me, but that was the limit.

Then one day he asked me if he could worship my pussy and I allowed him to do that … and his tongue drove me into a screaming orgasm. The next time he came I allowed him to do it again and on the third and fourth occasion. By the fifth occasion I realized that he was taking control of me.

He would keep me hanging right on the edge of an orgasm and hold me there with his tongue till my body ached and shook with the need to slip into the orgasm that I craved.

He was certainly still respectful but there was no doubt that a switch had occurred between Mistress and Slave. And it developed from there; first it was gentle bondage before he went down on me, then it was pain with pegs on my nipples.

Oh how good that felt! With those pegs he led me into a world of pain that I never knew existed. In that world the pain is pleasure and an orgasm is nothing unless there is pain curling at the edges.

And last weekend the switch reached the ultimate point. When I had finished with him there were no words spoken, he simply took me and laid me on the bed. He tied my wrists together and then tied them to the head of the bed.

He placed pegs on my nipples and I cried out as the pain seared into my brain. Then his strong, rough hands took hold of my legs and gently spread them wide. I did not resist and somehow we both seemed to know that our switch was complete. It was now me who was making the ultimate surrender and I had become his sex slave.

His tongue was like torture. It built me up and then slowly brought me back from the edge of pleasure. It built me up again and again he took me away from what I craved. His finger slowly pushed into my ass as his tongue danced on my clit and I sobbed with frustration at the orgasm that was before me but withheld from me.

And then he allowed me to cum and I screamed and thrashed as his tongue and his fingers controlled me and enslaved me.

Before I had finished he stopped and I looked at him, pleading with my eyes, begging him to go on but he only smiled as he got to his knees. How could he leave me like this? Even slaves were entitled to better treatment. But he had other ideas. He wanted to complete his domination over me.

He took my ankles and held my legs wide and drove his cock into me. It wasn’t me taking my pleasure on his cock now. No, this was him dominating and plundering the body of his willing slave.

Again and again his cock roared into my body and possessed me until finally the true ultimate submission and ultimate domination came when his cum poured into me and filled me and marked me as his own.
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Posted: Thursday 3rd March 2005, 6:56 AM
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