1. April - From Teen to Street Hooker Pt. 04


    Date: 7/26/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: byAprilTwenties, Source: Literotica 

    ... swallowed. I swallowed with pride.

I had serviced my first punter....and I didn't even know his name!

Didn't care actually; cock is cock, right, boo?

Martika wasn't around when I got back. Pity.

I'd just lit up a cigarette when this punter turned up, on foot, and wanted sex. So I took him also down the alleyway for a fuck. I slipped the money in my bag and walked him down. I lay against the wall and shimmied up my leather miniskirt. Then, I unzipped my punter and pulled out his cock, slipping on a rubber, as I braced myself for him to enter me.

My young sex partner - dark hair, asian, fairly tall - eased himself into me as I took a drag of my cigarette and dangled my arms around his neck. He bangs me hard, lifting me onto my toes. I intermittently take drags of my cigarette, blowing the smoke over my shoulder, as he pumps me. Again, grunts and groans.

"C'mon, boo. Lay this bitch..." I whisper in his ear, flicking my cigarette butt to the floor.

He lets out a groan and shudders inside of me.

"That was fantastic..." he says, pulling out and then pulling the condom off his now flaccid penis.

"Thanks, boo. You were hot, babe..." I exclaim "Hope to see you again, boo.." I sign off.

I head out onto the street and see Martika. She sees the guy leaving and smiles. She offers me a cigarette, and lights me up before telling me to do some coke with her, down the alleyway. Which, of course, I dutifully do. Both nostrils. Then, back on the street.

Martika ...
    ... gets picked up by a regular of her and I pretty soon have a car driver sidle up beside me. I stroll over, my best sexy walk, stoop over his open window and do my thing.

"Hey boo, wassup? You fancy doing somethin' together?" I ask, chewing my gum.

"Sure. I'd like to fuck you..." he says.

"Well, I'd like to fuck you too, boo, but this 'lil bitch here needs some coin, y'know?"

"How much?"

"For a fuck? I'm £40 and I'm good, boo." I say.

"Yeah. I bet. Ok...." and he hands me the cash. Once again, in my purse, in my handbag I deposit it, then strut around the front of the car and get in the passenger's side. Looking in the mirror, I admire just how hot I look and just how I am taking to this all.

I've exceeded my expectations and more.

We drive off. I give him directions to the car park that the hooker's use and that I've seen Martika taking punters to. We park up. I get into the back....he pull down his jeans, puts on the rubber that I give him and then we fuck.

I feel so much like a prostitute when he's having me like this.

My hands caressing his back, my bangles clanking, as he fucks me, like a piston, hard and fast. It can't be more than 10 minutes before he's cum.

I feel moist myself, from all the lubrication, as he pulls his sheathed penis out of me.

He gets off me, pulls up his trousers, and gets back in the driver's seat. I pull my skirt down and do likewise into the passenger's, touching up my lipstick. There. Looking hot again.

I'm ...
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