The Shoe Whore - Sex Stories

The Shoe Whore

... waited for another guy to come along. It took awhile this time but eventually a guy came by and Jenn went into her sales pitch. He wasn't hard to persuade and about fifteen minutes later, he was yet another satisfied customer. Jenn came out of the alley and walked across the street. She got into the car and turned to me. "Can we go home? I made $80.00 tonight, but I'm really tired," she said. "Sure hon. Let's go home. I'm really proud of you sweetheart," I said. We drove home and I helped her into the house. "You sit right here on the couch and let me draw you a nice hot bath, okay?" She smiled and I went in to draw her bath. I added the bubbles she liked and lit a couple nice smelling candles she kept under the sink. Then I came in and took her hand, helping her up and walking her to the bathroom. "Oh my," she said, when she saw my presentation. I helped her get undressed and into the tub, then I sat on the toilet next to her while she soaked. She soaked in the tub for a good hour, relaxing as she let the warm water and sweet smelling candles ease her tensions. I stayed with her the whole time. Then, when she was ready to get out, I helped her out of the tub and dried her off like a little girl, even kissing the tip of her nose when I was done. She smiled and we went into the bedroom. "Thank you Dave," she said looking at me laying next to her on the bed. "For what?" I asked. "You know," she replied. I sat up and leaned over her. I looked into her soft blue eyes and I ...

... kissed her deeply and passionately. I loved this woman and I wanted her to know it. The next night she went to work a lot more confidant in her abilities and in us. She made $100.00 the second night, and with her shoes just about paid off, she decided she didn't want to work that third night. She took the night off and we stayed at home that night. The fourth night she went to work and made another $100.00, paying the shoes off and then some. That night, as we lay in bed together she turned to me with a question; "Dave, can I ask you something?" she started. "Sure hon, what is it?" I asked, turning to her and propping myself up on one elbow. "Well, now that the shoes are paid off, you said I could quit giving these back alley blowjobs," she said. "That's right. You have paid for the shoes plus $80.00. You can quit now," I said. "Actually that's the thing - I don't want to quit. You see, making these men feel good and pleasing them makes me feel... oh, I can't explain it. I just know I like it. I like feeling slutty and whorish. I like the feeling of submitting to their animal instincts. I like playing the whore. I didn't think I would, but it makes me feel good. I was just wondering how you would feel about it if I continued 'working'. I mean, I'm making pretty good money now and it does come in handy," she said. "You mean you want to keep on giving blowjobs?" I asked her, surprised at this turn in her. "Well yes, but I was also wondering about doing other things. Like maybe even ...