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Bum Sex
by AB-2007 (address withheld)

***

A business woman becomes obsessed with 'dirty' sex and 
goes out on a limb for her fetish. (MF, unsafe-sex)

***

I know that this story is going to sound really strange 
to you but I couldn't help myself. From the very 
beginning I was lost to the sensations that controlled 
my actions. 

It all began one day when I was on the road as a sales 
rep for my company up in the Seattle area. I have to 
pay my own expenses so I've learned to trade quality 
for price. Even though most women won't stay at cheap 
hotels because of the safety issue I do because I need 
to save money. 

Anyway, I stayed at a Motel 6 in the SeaTac area not 
too far away from the airport. I arrived late and got 
into my room around 10 o'clock that evening. When I 
went to turn down the covers on my bed I noticed stains 
on the sheets. It looked like someone had eaten fast 
food in the bed and had dripped some "special sauce" or 
whatever on the sheets. 

I realized that the maid hadn't changed the sheets from 
the last guest that had stayed there. I reached for the 
phone to call the front desk, but didn't pick up the 
headset. I had been looking at the orange colored sauce 
spots on the sheets but then noticed other spots 
farther on down. They looked a little crusty and hard. 
I bent over and looked closer. 

Sure enough, they were cum spots! I don't have a 
boyfriend right now, but I've had enough of them in the 
past to know what I was looking at. So it was obvious 
that a guy had stayed in my room for a few days and had 
eaten his food in bed and probably jacked off their 
too. 

Now comes the really strange part. The part that 
changed the direction of my sex life from that day 
forward. 

I realized as I stood there that all those stains left 
by some strange man on my bed sheets were making me 
hot. The thought of climbing into that dirty bed and 
sleeping where another person had been before me made 
me feel funny and it turned me on. 

That's just what I did too. I undressed, brushed my 
teeth and crawled into bed and pulled the covers up 
over me. I could smell the man's essence and also that 
stale greasy smell of McDonalds fries and I slowly 
fingered myself until I came with a jerking lustful 
uninhibited groan. It was just all so dirty and I loved 
it. 

I didn't tell the maid to clean my room the next day 
and since I had to stay in Seattle for a total of three 
days I slept in that strange man's stains for two more 
days. 

That was the beginning of my fetish. I think I have to 
call it a fetish because I know it isn't normal, the 
fact that I like to be subjected to dirty men and dirty 
places. That's not to say that I am physically dirty, 
because I'm not. I shower every morning and wear clean 
clothes, but I find myself always drawn to situations 
that most women would run screaming away from. 

**

My first real cross over from normal to my new fetish 
happened in Denver. I was there for the week and found 
myself watching the winos in the parks and wondering if 
I dared to approach any of them. I had been getting a 
lot done that week and felt good about my sales quota 
and wanted to celebrate. 

I know this sounds weird but my idea of celebrating was 
to give into my fantasies and to fuck one of those bums 
in the park. The thought of being taken by a filthy old 
man was a natural extension of my new fetish. It made 
me crazy with lust to know that my clean young body 
would be fouled his some grubby old guys sweaty cum 
encrusted cock. 

But that's what I did. 

I crossed over when I saw this dirty old guy lying by a 
storage area in an isolated part of City Park in East 
Denver. He was lying there in an old shirt and pants 
with one of those funny looking short brimmed old caps 
on. I swallowed nervously and walked over to stand over 
him. 

I was wearing my business clothes and knew that anyone 
looking over at us would wonder why a woman dressed 
like me was standing near a derelict like this guy. But 
I didn't care at that moment all I wanted to do was lie 
down beside him and let him make me dirty. 

The urge was strong to just climb on top of him and 
fuck his brains out. I looked down as my shadow was 
projected over his face and he opened his eyes groggily 
to see who was there. 

I didn't say a word; I just knelt down beside him and 
began to unfasten his fly, pulling his zipper down. His 
eyes widened and he grunted drunkenly as I fished his 
wrinkled old cock out of his pants to lie there limply 
in the light of day. 

Yes I know. This is sick, but I leaned down and holding 
his limp dick in my hand I put it in my mouth and began 
to massage it with my lips and tongue. That old guy 
began to come alive when I did that, he giggled and 
made some unintelligible noises as I bobbed my head 
over his crotch. 

I could smell his unwashed body, but instead of 
disgusting me it made me wet. I knew that this bum 
hadn't had a bath in months and I could tell that he 
jacked off a short while before because I could smell 
his semen and see the crusty stains on the inside of 
his pants. 

I was amazed how fast he got hard, I'd have thought 
that being a dirty old drunken bum he'd have a hard 
time getting it up, but he didn't, he was hard as a 
rock and I was so ready for him that I could have 
screamed. 

I couldn't wait a moment longer I quickly stood up and 
looked around us to make sure no one was in the 
vicinity. Then I stepped over the old drunk and pulled 
my pantyhose down and sat on his lap. This way I could 
see if anyone came snooping around and could also 
control the action. 

I grabbed his smelly old boner and pushed the purple 
head against my dripping slit. Then I wiggled my ass on 
him and massaged his stiff prick into my slit. As he 
sank into me he groaned drunkenly and sat upright, 
hugging me from behind. 

Here I was allowing some homeless derelict to stick his 
unprotected dick into me. My mind was reeling as I 
realized that I was letting some filthy old bum fuck 
me. It was insane, but I didn't care. The feeling deep 
inside me was explosive. Knowing that this dirty old 
man probably hadn't had a woman in years and knowing 
what he must be feeling as he fucked a young woman who 
he'd never dreamed would do something like this. It was 
just too much for me, all of those thoughts were making 
my crazy. 

I groaned loudly as I orgasmed uncontrollably. My body 
jerked in ecstasy as he continued to thrust up into me 
still sitting upright hugging me. I in turn, rubbed my 
clit against his hairy root and it was just so fucking 
hot I could barely breathe. 

Then as my ass slowed its wiggling motions and my pussy 
began to slow its throbbing swollen gripping of his 
still had prick I suddenly felt my homeless bum jerk 
beneath me. I gasped as I felt his hot wet essence 
spurting deep into me. He increased his thrusts then. 
His frantic pace suddenly stopped as he finally thrust 
deep and held himself there, straining to pumped the 
finally few spurts into me, clutching my breasts 
tightly in his dirty hands, groaning his lust as he 
filled me with his alcohol laden cum. 

Then the next moment the old man had fallen to his back 
and was lying there gasping for breath. I scotched 
around to look at him and could see he was finished. I 
didn't say a word, I just stood up and pulled my 
pantyhose up and shoved my skirt down and quickly 
kneeling down beside him and pushed my lips to his and 
gave him a long hard frenching. 

When he started struggling for breath I pulled my 
tongue out of his odiferous mouth and stood up. Still 
without saying a word I walked away, leaving him lying 
there with his pants down around his ankles and his 
skinny white legs and hairy crotch exposed to the 
world. 

I had three more sales calls to make that day and as I 
talked to my clients I kept thinking about what I'd 
done earlier. The feeling of that old wino's cum 
leaking into my pantyhose kept me aroused all day long. 
I even got a strange look from my last client, I think 
he could smell the cum on my pantyhose. But I know he 
thought he was imagining things because there I was in 
my business outfit all efficiency and professionalism. 

The upshot of that first Bum-Sex experience was that I 
found that I enjoyed it and I ended up doing it over 
and over again. As a mater-of-fact I was so horny that 
first day, what with parading around in front of my 
clients all cum-soaked, that I found myself another bum 
that evening and fucked him in the dark. 

THE END 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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