A Hooker's Sex Stories
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A Hooker's Hardcore Sex StoryEven in the big cities here in Australia working girls will tell you that things can get very quiet and in small towns there can be days when the phone just doesn't ring. It would be great if there was some pattern to it and while there does seem to be something seasonal about it there is no way of knowing which individual days will be busy and which ones will be quiet. From a business point of view I don't mind quiet days because I have plenty of other things to go on with and sometimes I might even be able to just kick back and have a lazy day. However from a personal point of view quiet days tend to make me twitchy. I miss the contact with guys and I'm addicted to the high that a hard cock buried deep in my pussy always gives me. So yesterday was quiet and by 3pm my phone had not rung at all and I was definitely getting twitchy. By 5pm I was positively unhappy and beginning to wonder where I had put my biggest dildo but then it all came together. The phone rang, it was one of my all time favourite regulars and I just bounced around getting ready. This is a guy I refer to as Pierced John - that just separates him from the two other Johns - Slave John and Technician John - who are also regulars and who I also really enjoy fucking. Pierced John has several piercings and one of them is his cock. I've written about it here before and you will find the story in the archives. That piercing is both wonderful and a nuisance. It's wonderful because when he does my doggie it hits my G-spot and gives me the wildest orgasms. It's a nuisance because he is a wonderfully accomplished lover and makes me feel so good that I would give him my ass in a heart beat if his cock wasn't pierced. The thought of that metal in my ass is a complete turn-off for me. Perhaps if it were covered by a condom I might think twice but we have moved on from condoms long ago. Anyway by the time he knocked on the door I was almost ready to leap on him and devour him right there in full view of anyone passing in the street. I managed to contain myself till the door had closed and then the hunger got the better of me and I was kissing him, my tongue was in his mouth and my hands were roaming over his body. Why waste time playing games when we both wanted the same thing? It was obvious that he was eager too. His tongue was all over mine, his hands were cupping my ass cheeks as he held me against him and I could feel his cock growing and pressing against me and my pussy began telling me that it wanted to be satisfied NOW! When we finally came up for air he leaned back against the door and looked at me. "Wow" he gasped. "Over sexed and under worked are we?" Bastard! "You'll pay for that" I said with a wicked chuckle. "I'm paying for it already" he replied with a wink. The money changed hands and I tucked it into the top of my stocking. "I like that" he said. "It somehow adds to the thrill of the fuck." I understood what he meant. For many guys the idea of paying for sex just adds to the excitement and when I know that the guy I am seeing is one of those I play on that for him. I leaned up against him and rubbed the bulge in his pants. "You seem a little on the hungry side too." Pierced John does not have a small cock but what I was rubbing through his trousers was way bigger than usual. "Tell me about it" he said ruefully. "It's been a month since I could get round to see you." He was right, it had been a month - so long in fact that I had begun to think that I had lost him as a client. A month without him had been a long time indeed. "A whole month without pussy? Or just a month without my pussy?" "A whole month without any pussy" he replied. "You poor thing" I said in mock sympathy as I slipped two fingers into my love hole. When I withdrew them they were covered in my juices and rich with my scent. "Four whole weeks with no pussy at all? You mean you went without this for four whole weeks?" and I gently rubbed my wet fingers across his top lip and let them linger under his nose. "Bitch!" he growled and he pulled me to him and kissed me savagely. ---------------------------- And we'll continue that tomorrow and I'll leave you with this candid shot taken on my bed a year or so ago. Sex should always be fun - laughter and loving go together and there should never be one without the other. 
] Posted: Saturday 5th June 2004, 6:28 AM |
