how many did she service?
Did yyou ask them to use condoms or did you allow them to slide into you bareback? Did you use in your mouth or did you swallow the two loads?The first time just the one. I was so nervous about what I was doing then so elated we didn't stay to do anything more.
Going 'on the game' for the second time was a longer more fulfilling experience, I did 6 punters in all that evening, four of whom fucked me and 2 I sucked off.
Did yyou ask them to use condoms or did you allow them to slide into you bareback? Did you use in your mouth or did you swallow the two loads?
You are so brave.
This a great story I wish to read and see more. Always fantasized my wife in this scenario
love it!
Wow only joined today, that is one damn hot and very slutty story with pics, love itWe were fascinated to read Ann's post about fulfilling her fantasy of being a whore and decided to share a similar experience that we had several years back.
It had always been my husband's fantasy for me to go 'on the game' and sell my body to a stranger but I had always resisted, mainly due to my own nervousness, despite finding the idea a huge turn-on. Eventually though, after much persuasion I relented and finally agreed to try it.
We picked a location some way away from our home, a small run-down industrial area, that had a reputation for having working girls around after dark. Also we decided to try our little game on a Sunday night when we hoped everything would be quieter. I must confess that despite my worries about what I was going to do I found it very arousing getting ready and chose to wear as little as possible, just a short skirt with a only a bra under my jacket.
As we had thought the isolated area we had chosen was very quiet and only spotted 2 other girls around but to avoid any possible confrontation with them we chose a spot well away from where they were working. Once parked I got out and took up a pose on the opposite side of the road and nervously waited. It must have been twenty long minutes later before the first car went slowly by me, the driver looking, but not stopping, and I breathed a sigh of both relief and regret. However, a few minutes later the same car re-appeared and pulled up alongside me. My knees were literally shaking now, my stomach in a knot, as I approached the car and lent in the open window. "How much for a blow job?" was the first thing he said. I swallowed hard and told him it would be twenty quid. He nodded, "OK" he quickly agreed, and lent over opening the passenger door for me. I remember pausing and thinking this was it, there would be no going back if I got in before slipping into the seat next to him and directing him to drive behind the empty building that I had been waiting in front of.
It was a warm evening and the car was quite small so once we had parked up and he had given me the money we got out and, without another word, I simply dropped to my knees, undoing his shorts and freeing his cock. A few quick strokes with my hand got it half hard before I leant forward and took it in my mouth, tonguing the head for a brief moment before sucking in half the length. As I swallowed it I did wonder where my husband was and if he was watching or even managing to photograph us.
I guess I had been sucking his cock for a few minutes, feeling it growing harder as my mouth slid up and down his length, and I had started to feel quite aroused when he reached down to pull away from me. I glanced up at him slightly perplexed as he looked down and asked if he could fuck me now. Fortunately, I had the presence of mind to tell him it would be another twenty. He agreed immediately and pulled another note out of his wallet which I exchanged for one of the condoms I had on me.
I stood up watching him as he rolled the rubber sheath onto his prick before turning round and bending over the back of his car, legs apart, my pussy absolutely soaking wet now. He grasped my hips and I had just a moment to brace myself before he pushed his cock against my pussy and slid straight into me making me gasp and go up onto my toes. I remember it felt enormous inside me and I knew immediately that he would make me cum. His fingers dug into my hips as he began to thrust and sure enough half a dozen deep strokes later I was groaning out loud, my pussy clenching, as I came hard on his cock. He didn't last much longer and about a dozen frenzied thrusts later, with me squirming and panting on his cock, he groaned and jerked several times as he emptied his load into the condom, grunting loudly with effort as he did.
I'd like to say I did more punters that night but I didn't. After we had tidied ourselves up and he dropped me back at my pitch I waited until he had driven away before going across to my husband. We both agreed how exciting and arousing it had been but decided to call it quits for the night and go home.
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That is so damn hot! Can’t wait to see the other story and pics.Thanks Rich, I have to say that afterwards I was disappointed with myself for only doing the one punter and not staying for more. Although we did rectify that a sometime later when I did it again.....(photos and story to follow soon)
So hotWe were fascinated to read Ann's post about fulfilling her fantasy of being a whore and decided to share a similar experience that we had several years back.
It had always been my husband's fantasy for me to go 'on the game' and sell my body to a stranger but I had always resisted, mainly due to my own nervousness, despite finding the idea a huge turn-on. Eventually though, after much persuasion I relented and finally agreed to try it.
We picked a location some way away from our home, a small run-down industrial area, that had a reputation for having working girls around after dark. Also we decided to try our little game on a Sunday night when we hoped everything would be quieter. I must confess that despite my worries about what I was going to do I found it very arousing getting ready and chose to wear as little as possible, just a short skirt with a only a bra under my jacket.
As we had thought the isolated area we had chosen was very quiet and only spotted 2 other girls around but to avoid any possible confrontation with them we chose a spot well away from where they were working. Once parked I got out and took up a pose on the opposite side of the road and nervously waited. It must have been twenty long minutes later before the first car went slowly by me, the driver looking, but not stopping, and I breathed a sigh of both relief and regret. However, a few minutes later the same car re-appeared and pulled up alongside me. My knees were literally shaking now, my stomach in a knot, as I approached the car and lent in the open window. "How much for a blow job?" was the first thing he said. I swallowed hard and told him it would be twenty quid. He nodded, "OK" he quickly agreed, and lent over opening the passenger door for me. I remember pausing and thinking this was it, there would be no going back if I got in before slipping into the seat next to him and directing him to drive behind the empty building that I had been waiting in front of.
It was a warm evening and the car was quite small so once we had parked up and he had given me the money we got out and, without another word, I simply dropped to my knees, undoing his shorts and freeing his cock. A few quick strokes with my hand got it half hard before I leant forward and took it in my mouth, tonguing the head for a brief moment before sucking in half the length. As I swallowed it I did wonder where my husband was and if he was watching or even managing to photograph us.
I guess I had been sucking his cock for a few minutes, feeling it growing harder as my mouth slid up and down his length, and I had started to feel quite aroused when he reached down to pull away from me. I glanced up at him slightly perplexed as he looked down and asked if he could fuck me now. Fortunately, I had the presence of mind to tell him it would be another twenty. He agreed immediately and pulled another note out of his wallet which I exchanged for one of the condoms I had on me.
I stood up watching him as he rolled the rubber sheath onto his prick before turning round and bending over the back of his car, legs apart, my pussy absolutely soaking wet now. He grasped my hips and I had just a moment to brace myself before he pushed his cock against my pussy and slid straight into me making me gasp and go up onto my toes. I remember it felt enormous inside me and I knew immediately that he would make me cum. His fingers dug into my hips as he began to thrust and sure enough half a dozen deep strokes later I was groaning out loud, my pussy clenching, as I came hard on his cock. He didn't last much longer and about a dozen frenzied thrusts later, with me squirming and panting on his cock, he groaned and jerked several times as he emptied his load into the condom, grunting loudly with effort as he did.
I'd like to say I did more punters that night but I didn't. After we had tidied ourselves up and he dropped me back at my pitch I waited until he had driven away before going across to my husband. We both agreed how exciting and arousing it had been but decided to call it quits for the night and go home.
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I posted this but can't find it now. My friend George and his wife had a fantasy of her acting out a cosplay is a hooker. She asked him if was ok for me to get involved. He agreed. I took her to an area known for its prostitutes. She was wearing a mini skirt and a short t shirt with no bra. We parked in a restaurant parking lot (your way...) Discussed plans and to meet back there. As she got out she slipped off her panties. She then walked to the curb. It wasn't. Five minutes and two guys pulled up in a nice sports car. She got in the back seat. They dropped her off about a half hour later. She came to the car laughing and showed me a handful of cash. I was so horny I did her in my car and then brought her home. A little over an hour later her husband called me and thanked me saying they had the best sex ever that night.The first time I went 'on the game' it was incredibly exciting, I was so aroused by it I really didn't consider any other implications. Then as I said earlier in this post my only regret then was that I only did one customer. I did rectify this later when I went back and did it again. However, this time I started to realise it wasn't all about the excitement. When you get into a car with a complete stranger you are taking your life in your hands, they could be anyone. I was lucky and speaking to a couple of the other girls working there I gained a tremendous respect for them doing what they do most nights just to pay the rent and put food on the table.
dam that hotWe were fascinated to read Ann's post about fulfilling her fantasy of being a whore and decided to share a similar experience that we had several years back.
It had always been my husband's fantasy for me to go 'on the game' and sell my body to a stranger but I had always resisted, mainly due to my own nervousness, despite finding the idea a huge turn-on. Eventually though, after much persuasion I relented and finally agreed to try it.
We picked a location some way away from our home, a small run-down industrial area, that had a reputation for having working girls around after dark. Also we decided to try our little game on a Sunday night when we hoped everything would be quieter. I must confess that despite my worries about what I was going to do I found it very arousing getting ready and chose to wear as little as possible, just a short skirt with a only a bra under my jacket.
As we had thought the isolated area we had chosen was very quiet and only spotted 2 other girls around but to avoid any possible confrontation with them we chose a spot well away from where they were working. Once parked I got out and took up a pose on the opposite side of the road and nervously waited. It must have been twenty long minutes later before the first car went slowly by me, the driver looking, but not stopping, and I breathed a sigh of both relief and regret. However, a few minutes later the same car re-appeared and pulled up alongside me. My knees were literally shaking now, my stomach in a knot, as I approached the car and lent in the open window. "How much for a blow job?" was the first thing he said. I swallowed hard and told him it would be twenty quid. He nodded, "OK" he quickly agreed, and lent over opening the passenger door for me. I remember pausing and thinking this was it, there would be no going back if I got in before slipping into the seat next to him and directing him to drive behind the empty building that I had been waiting in front of.
It was a warm evening and the car was quite small so once we had parked up and he had given me the money we got out and, without another word, I simply dropped to my knees, undoing his shorts and freeing his cock. A few quick strokes with my hand got it half hard before I leant forward and took it in my mouth, tonguing the head for a brief moment before sucking in half the length. As I swallowed it I did wonder where my husband was and if he was watching or even managing to photograph us.
I guess I had been sucking his cock for a few minutes, feeling it growing harder as my mouth slid up and down his length, and I had started to feel quite aroused when he reached down to pull away from me. I glanced up at him slightly perplexed as he looked down and asked if he could fuck me now. Fortunately, I had the presence of mind to tell him it would be another twenty. He agreed immediately and pulled another note out of his wallet which I exchanged for one of the condoms I had on me.
I stood up watching him as he rolled the rubber sheath onto his prick before turning round and bending over the back of his car, legs apart, my pussy absolutely soaking wet now. He grasped my hips and I had just a moment to brace myself before he pushed his cock against my pussy and slid straight into me making me gasp and go up onto my toes. I remember it felt enormous inside me and I knew immediately that he would make me cum. His fingers dug into my hips as he began to thrust and sure enough half a dozen deep strokes later I was groaning out loud, my pussy clenching, as I came hard on his cock. He didn't last much longer and about a dozen frenzied thrusts later, with me squirming and panting on his cock, he groaned and jerked several times as he emptied his load into the condom, grunting loudly with effort as he did.
I'd like to say I did more punters that night but I didn't. After we had tidied ourselves up and he dropped me back at my pitch I waited until he had driven away before going across to my husband. We both agreed how exciting and arousing it had been but decided to call it quits for the night and go home.
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What an idea ! Gave Cucky a little dribble did thatWe were fascinated to read Ann's post about fulfilling her fantasy of being a whore and decided to share a similar experience that we had several years back.
It had always been my husband's fantasy for me to go 'on the game' and sell my body to a stranger but I had always resisted, mainly due to my own nervousness, despite finding the idea a huge turn-on. Eventually though, after much persuasion I relented and finally agreed to try it.
We picked a location some way away from our home, a small run-down industrial area, that had a reputation for having working girls around after dark. Also we decided to try our little game on a Sunday night when we hoped everything would be quieter. I must confess that despite my worries about what I was going to do I found it very arousing getting ready and chose to wear as little as possible, just a short skirt with a only a bra under my jacket.
As we had thought the isolated area we had chosen was very quiet and only spotted 2 other girls around but to avoid any possible confrontation with them we chose a spot well away from where they were working. Once parked I got out and took up a pose on the opposite side of the road and nervously waited. It must have been twenty long minutes later before the first car went slowly by me, the driver looking, but not stopping, and I breathed a sigh of both relief and regret. However, a few minutes later the same car re-appeared and pulled up alongside me. My knees were literally shaking now, my stomach in a knot, as I approached the car and lent in the open window. "How much for a blow job?" was the first thing he said. I swallowed hard and told him it would be twenty quid. He nodded, "OK" he quickly agreed, and lent over opening the passenger door for me. I remember pausing and thinking this was it, there would be no going back if I got in before slipping into the seat next to him and directing him to drive behind the empty building that I had been waiting in front of.
It was a warm evening and the car was quite small so once we had parked up and he had given me the money we got out and, without another word, I simply dropped to my knees, undoing his shorts and freeing his cock. A few quick strokes with my hand got it half hard before I leant forward and took it in my mouth, tonguing the head for a brief moment before sucking in half the length. As I swallowed it I did wonder where my husband was and if he was watching or even managing to photograph us.
I guess I had been sucking his cock for a few minutes, feeling it growing harder as my mouth slid up and down his length, and I had started to feel quite aroused when he reached down to pull away from me. I glanced up at him slightly perplexed as he looked down and asked if he could fuck me now. Fortunately, I had the presence of mind to tell him it would be another twenty. He agreed immediately and pulled another note out of his wallet which I exchanged for one of the condoms I had on me.
I stood up watching him as he rolled the rubber sheath onto his prick before turning round and bending over the back of his car, legs apart, my pussy absolutely soaking wet now. He grasped my hips and I had just a moment to brace myself before he pushed his cock against my pussy and slid straight into me making me gasp and go up onto my toes. I remember it felt enormous inside me and I knew immediately that he would make me cum. His fingers dug into my hips as he began to thrust and sure enough half a dozen deep strokes later I was groaning out loud, my pussy clenching, as I came hard on his cock. He didn't last much longer and about a dozen frenzied thrusts later, with me squirming and panting on his cock, he groaned and jerked several times as he emptied his load into the condom, grunting loudly with effort as he did.
I'd like to say I did more punters that night but I didn't. After we had tidied ourselves up and he dropped me back at my pitch I waited until he had driven away before going across to my husband. We both agreed how exciting and arousing it had been but decided to call it quits for the night and go home.
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