A Hooker's Sex Stories
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A True Story About Sex With This Hooker Pt 2His mouth began to open and then wider as his eyes came higher and he realised he was looking at my naked breasts. By the time he was looking directly into my eyes his mouth was wide open and his eyes were big and round. I laughed and reached through the open door to grab his belt. I pulled him through the doorway, whirled him around and pushed him up against the wall. At the same time I kicked the door shut with my foot. Then I attacked him. I pressed my body up against him and ground my pussy against the bulge in his pants. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him with fire and passion. I bit his lip and rubbed hard against his cock. “Come on boy” I murmured in his ear. “Give it to me. I want it, I need it, give it to me now boy. Fuck me!” And I did want it and I did need it. I was hungry for a man, my pussy ached and my clit throbbed and I started taking his clothes off right there as I pressed him up against the wall in the hallway. He growled as he ran his hands up over my ass and then his fingernails dug into my back and scratched their way up to my shoulder blades. I fed on the pain and rubbed harder against his crotch. I bared my teeth and arched my back as the first hint of an orgasm began to pulse in my brain. I got his shirt off and dropped it on the ground and then I knelt in front of him and freed his throbbing cock from the confines of his jeans. I held it in my hand and placed the knob against my cheek as I looked up at him with wide and wicked eyes. I smiled a little coyly and while I kept eye contact with him I slowly guided his cock towards my mouth. When I bit the end of his cock he let out a cry of pain and shock and I laughed. The bastard picked his time to perfection. My mouth was open in mid laugh when his hands closed around the back of my head and he pulled my head against him. His cock roared into my mouth and straight down my throat. Suddenly my face was buried in his pubic hair and I was gagging. My eyes were watering as I struggled to pull my head away but he held me there till I thought I was about to vomit and then suddenly I was released and I backed away coughing, spluttering and desperately trying to catch my breath. Before I could catch my breath he had wrapped one hand in my long hair and was dragging and pulling me towards the bedroom. The pain filled my head and I struggled to crawl and scrabble across the floor after him. I couldn’t resist or he would have pulled my hair out. Once he had me through the bedroom door he dragged me to my feet and slammed me up against the side of the wardrobe. I was still struggling for breath and the pain from my hair still filled my eyes with tears. His hand was still twisted in my hair and he pulled my head back and savagely bit and kissed my throat. He pushed his face up against mine so that I could feel his hot breath. “You asked for it bitch” he snarled as he let go my hair and took hold of my arms. Then he half pushed and half threw me face down onto the bed with such force that I bounced several times. No sooner had I settled than pain exploded in my head and my scream followed the sharp crack of the paddle as he brought it down across my bare ass. I tried to move but he knelt on the bed beside me and pinned me to the bed with one hand while he wielded the paddle with the other. Again and again it cracked against my ass and before long I was sobbing with the pain and all the while the pleasure was building in me. The paddle stopped, his hand pinning me to the bed was gone and I rolled over in time to see him tearing his jeans off. His cock stood hard and proud and it dominated me as he got back on the bed and knelt over me. He was snarling at me as he tried to mount me and I couldn’t resist the temptation. I reached up and slapped him hard across the face. His response was immediate and his open hand stung and brought tears to my eyes as it struck my cheek and turned my head. Through the stars that clouded my vision I reached up with both hands and raked his chest and belly with my long nails. He cried out as the long red trails followed my nails and he retaliated with another stinging blow to the other cheek. Then his cock was in me and the orgasm exploded in my brain. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and we stayed locked together as we fucked and rolled across the bed. We kissed savagely and tore at each other as we sought to establish some dominance. Who dominates in a copulation like that? Is the person on top really the supreme one? Is the cock dominating the pussy or is the hot wet pussy controlling the cock? Even when I rolled him over and we ran out of bed we didn’t stop. I landed on top so that was to my advantage and I stayed there riding his cock like the crazed pleasure addict that I was. Finally he blew and wave after wave of warm wetness swept through my cunt and filled my senses with that feeling of fulfilment, almost consummation, that always comes when my pussy is awash with totally fresh cum. Our savagery subsided, our kissing became tender, our touches gentle and the savage beast in both of us was satiated and content once more. 
This is the picture Steve took when I got back to the office after my lover had gone. I’ll tell you tomorrow why I’m standing like that :) ] Posted: Friday 25th June 2004, 5:49 AM |
