A Hooker's Sex Stories
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This Hooker is Definitely Addicted to SexMonday’s are funny sort of days for hookers, well at least it is for this hooker. Some Mondays I can almost have a revolving door policy there are so many guys coming through the front door and then going through me. Other Mondays can be very quiet. This Monday was definitely shaping up to be one of the quiet ones and by lunch time the phone hadn’t even rung once. That was ok though because I had plenty of other work to go on with but the only trouble was that I didn’t really feel like doing any of it. My whole body was still tingling from what my special client had done to me the day before and even though my husband had then come home and fucked me some more I was still not satisfied. So when the phone finally did ring I was almost ready to agree to anything. What I did agree to was an outcall to a local business. The guy who wanted me to come around had found some photos of me on the net dressed in a short white skirt and a rather striking red top. He wanted me to wear that and to visit him at his business but he also wanted me to arrive looking as though I was a sales representative so I had to carry a folder for orders and a briefcase or some similar type of bag. 
This photo is from the set he was looking at. Would I do it? An hour later I was walking into a small supermarket wearing just what he wanted me to wear and looking for all the world like a sales rep for a food supplier. I didn’t have a briefcase but I did have my laptop bag and I had a folder tucked under one arm. I was wearing exactly what he wanted me to wear although the skirt was probably just a little short for what a sales rep would wear. But I was there to sell him access to my body and if he wanted me to arrive in what I was wearing in those photos then it had to be a short skirt. When I arrived the store was quite busy. There were customers in all the aisles, all the checkouts were in use and people were queued at each one. I didn’t quite know what I should do after I walked through the door because I didn’t know who to ask for. In the thrill of getting an unusual request I had forgotten who to ask for. Fortunately he was waiting for me and I was still heading for the customer service counter when a rather nervous looking man intercepted me. “Hi Marie, I’m Dan,” and the quiver in his voice confirmed his nervousness. We shook hands as business people would and he led me through the shop and out into the back area. It was a big open area with a lot of cartons and shrink-wrapped packages on pallets. Off to the left was a cool store and over to the right there were some rooms and he led me in that direction. We went past an amenities room and what looked like a meal room. I could see several staff in there eating their lunch and then we were at the next door and he was holding it open for me. I walked in and found myself in an office that also seemed to double as a small storeroom. There were the usual things you would find in an office set off to one side of the room and on the other side of the room there were cardboard boxes and cartons thrown in a heap against the wall. And that was where he took me. I put my bag down by his desk and I put my folder on the desk. As I did so he placed his hand on my hip so I put my hand over his hand and turned to him. I gently cupped his cheek in my other hand and kissed him. It was just a gentle kiss to let him know that I was interested in him. Soft lips and a gentle touch can really calm a nervous guy and sometimes it tells me a lot about the guy too. This time it told me that he could kiss; oh boy could he kiss! I felt my nipples go instantly hard, I felt my pussy begin to juice up and I moved my body against his as I kissed him more passionately. And that was when I made another discovery about him. The bulge in his pants was very interesting. “Is that all you?” I asked as I looked down at it. “Ummm … yes, why?” “Because if you know how to use that you’re going to make this girl very happy,” I giggled. I just had to touch it and as I closed my hand around it I heard him gasp and so did I because it was so big and so hard. I dropped to my knees and slowly unzipped his trousers and eased his cock out of his pants. It was truly magnificent. It was long and thick right from the tip to the base. The smooth head looked so inviting and I didn’t hesitate. I slid it straight into my mouth and I loved the way he sighed as my lips closed over the head of his cock and slowly moved down the shaft.. I so badly wanted to deep throat him, it would be a badge of honour for me to be able to say that I had taken it all but I couldn’t. I fought down the gag reflex and practiced the breathing techniques that I use when I’m taking a big cock but in the end I was still an inch or so from the base when I had to admit defeat. I withdrew slowly and then looked up at him while I sucked, licked and stroked that beautiful cock till his pre-cum was rich on my palate. I stopped for a moment and grinned up at him. “Do you want me to finish you off like this?” I asked quietly. “Or do you want to fuck me?” “Oh I want to fuck you,” he sighed. “I so badly want to fuck you.” “Good,” I said as I stood up and kissed him again. “Because that’s what I want too!” Dan gently pushed me back onto the pile of boxes. I felt his strong hands slip under the hem of my skirt and push it up on my hips and he laughed when he found that I wasn’t wearing any panties. I giggled too and spread my legs and lifted them up over his shoulders. I felt the tip of his cock slip between my pussy lips and then he stopped. “By the way,” he said with a grin. “You can’t make any noise. They mustn’t hear you next door in the lunch room.” I looked at him in amazement; I was about to be fucked by one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen and I wasn’t to make any noise? But he gave me no time to complain because then he began to push and slowly his cock stretched my pussy and began to take possession of me. My head began to pound, my body began to shake and every nerve ending was screaming as his cock slowly moved deeper into me. Two very special guys had absolutely plundered my body the day before but neither of them had come even close to what this total stranger was doing to me. In fact they weren’t anywhere in my memory and nor was any other guy. My whole world revolved around Dan and every part of my consciousness was looking in at his cock and the way it was possessing me. He need not have worried about me making a noise because the best I could muster was soft gasp of surprise at what he was doing to me. When he began to withdraw I did manage a half-choked sob but that was quickly silenced when he drove his cock back into me. This time it wasn’t gentle or slow, it was a brutal thrust that pushed me back on the boxes and sent me spinning into the deep dark depths of my soul. Down there is only pleasure, wild screaming pleasure that turns me into a hungry animal intent only on satisfaction at all costs. But this time he beat down the animal, and held back my screams. He pinned me there and let pleasure take possession of me while he took his pleasure from my body. He drove his cock into me again and again in a bruising frenzy that I knew would take me days to recover from. But I didn’t care, all I wanted was the pleasure that he was giving me and I was prepared to be fucked like the whore I am just so long as the pleasure didn’t stop. He could have demanded anything of me and I would have given it instantly if that was what he required in exchange for the drug he was feeding me. I don’t know how long he continued to fuck me like that but how ever long it was the time was too short and when I felt his cum pour into me I knew that he would soon be spent and I almost cried because I would lose him. Somehow I managed to walk back through the shop without looking hobbling too much. When I got home it was already an effort to get out of the car but I managed. I didn’t see anymore clients yesterday, instead I lay on the lounge and let my body relive the wild pleasures it had just experienced. This morning I can hardly walk and my pussy really is bruised. Several of my nails are broken from where I dug them into the boxes as intense waves of pleasure passed over me but I’ll recover and I’ll turn my phone on again later in the day. And I’ll see him anytime he wants me. The money was nice, the excitement of fucking in his office was great too but the sex was fantastic and that’s what sex addicts like me live for. ] Posted: Tuesday 1st March 2005, 11:17 AM |
