("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
`6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`)
(_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-'
_..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
(((' (((-((('' ((((
K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N
_________________________________________
WARNING!
This text file contains sexually explicit
material. If you do not wish to read this
type of literature, or you are under age,
PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
_________________________________________
Scroll down to view text
--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007. Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your
consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------
Morning Whore
by AB-2007 (address withheld)
***
An unexpected but welcome experience at Motel 6 in
Seattle. (MF, oral, intr, prost)
***
I’m a self-employed salesman who covers the west coast
from San Diego to Seattle. I guess you could describe
me as a middle age, slightly pudgy out of shape,
slightly balding grey haired man.
I’ve had a few live-in girlfriends over the years but
no long lasting relationships. I’ve pretty much
accepted that I’m going to be a bachelor all my life,
but I have taken advantage of the few chances I’ve had
to “wet my wick” in any female I get a chance with.
The story I’m about to tell you happened to me several
months back when I was staying at Motel 6 close to the
Seattle airport. I had a fairly light appointment
schedule for that trip and my first stop wasn't until
10:30 AM.
I’d flown in the night before because I didn’t want to
be tired all day the next day. That evening as usual,
I’d logged on to the Internet and perused my favorite
porn sites and jacked off after not having done so for
almost a week.
The next morning, I was all showered and shaved by 8
o’clock and figured that I would get a little breakfast
at I-Hop down on International Drive. I like to have a
meal and coffee and then head back to my motel room and
take a good shit so I’m set for the day.
Anyway, I opened my door to leave the room when I
almost walked into this young black chick. I instantly
got the impression that she wasn’t staying at the motel
when she asked if she could use my phone to call her
friend to pick her up.
I stepped back into my room and told her that she could
make the call. But when she came into the room she
didn’t pick up the phone headset. She looked at me and
mumbled something about phones and that she didn’t
really need to call anyone.
I was a little put out at first because I wanted to do
my morning routine with plenty of time to make my first
stop of the day so I asked her what she wanted and I
told her that I was heading out so that she needed do
decide if she needed to call someone or not.
That’s when she said, “Mister, you’re not the police
are you.”
Suddenly I knew what was happening. She was a
prostitute on the prowl. I hadn’t caught on to that
fact because of the time of day. I took a closer look
at her and decided that she was pretty. She was maybe
21 or so and she had a beautiful completion, the kind
that looks like smooth chocolate.
Before I answered her I gave her body a glance from
head to toe and decided that she had a nice body too.
Maybe her butt was a little too big, and her lips were
a little too full, but both features worked on her.
I answered her, “No I’m not a cop. Why would a cop be
staying at Motel 6?”
Her expression was sly as she asked, “Are you
interested in some companionship?”
“Are you offering to have sex with me?” I like to cut
to the chase in these circumstances.
“Um, uh-huh, you interested?”
“Sure,” I said. “I’m always interested in sex with
pretty girls.” No reason not to flatter, it might make
her work harder.
“How about we fuck? I’ll give you the morning rate of
$100.00.”
There was no way I was going to stick my dick in some
prostitute’s cunt, but I countered with, “How about a
$50.00 blowjob honey?”
She looked at me with that sly expression again and
nodded. “Okay, but you pay me in advance.”
“No, but I’ll show you the money and once you’ve done
the job I’ll pay you.”
She knew that she had no choice other than to leave and
accost another patron of the motel so she quickly
agreed. She told me to take my pants off and sit on the
bed.
Keep in mind that I’d never done it with a prostitute
before. All of my relationships before were consensual
ones between just normal folks wanting to get off. My
only experience of this kind of thing were from the
dirty stories I'd read on the Internet.
But I’d read enough of those stories to figure out how
to handle this kind of situation. I stripped my pants
off and then my underwear. I wasn’t hard, which kind of
surprised me because I’ve never had any kind of trouble
getting there before, but I guess it was my nerves
acting up.
She didn’t seem to think it odd that I wasn’t stiff;
she just pulled her top off to expose her breasts and
knelt down between my legs, resting her hands on my
thighs.
When that girl gripped my flaccid dick and began
rubbing it against those full lips of hers it didn’t
take long before I was hard as a rock. I’d never had a
professional do me before and she did seem like she
knew what she was doing.
When I felt her mouth sink all the way down on me so
that he lips were pressed against my pubic mound I was
in heaven. Then she did something strange, I could feel
her throat sort of “swallow” and that sensation was
like a hot slick caress, like a pussy all slimed up and
slippery - only I wasn’t having to do anything - she
was doing all the work.
Then she started bobbing her head in earnest! I
couldn’t believe it, she was soon fucking my stiff dick
with her mouth and her hands were clasped behind her
back. I’d never experienced anything like it before.
I began to rise up to meet her plunges and this didn’t
seem to overly distress her other than when I did it,
her eyes would scrunch up and I could tell that she was
concentrating on not gagging.
Because I’d had a good cum the night before and because
I’m an out of shape middle aged man, she had to really
work my cock over. I sat there taking great pleasure
from her efforts, imagining how it would look if
someone looked through the crack in the curtains just
then. This older pudgy white guy and this young black
hooker bobbing her face order his crotch.
The image of that in my mind was all the extra
stimulation I needed. My body jerked and I gasped as I
shot my load into her mouth. To my amazement she didn’t
stop sucking me, if anything she went faster. I could
even hear her moan in what sounded like pleasure as I
spurted my load into her.
Finally, it was just too much for me and I had to
gently pull her mouth away from my dick, I was already
going soft. She’d done her job well, and I was
breathing like a bull in the field that’d just run a
mile.
As she looked up at me I noticed a string of sparkling
clear fluid still attached to her lips and to the end
of my dick. Then a pink tongue came out and licked
those full moist lips and we looked into each other’s
eyes as I watched her swallow.
Afterwards I thanked her and while we were dressing I
told her that if she was in the neighborhood that
evening that I’d be happy to see her again. I had to
take an early flight out the next morning, but would be
free and willing if she came by. But she didn't come by
that night.
I never did see that girl again. I’ve stayed at the
same motel many times since then, but nothing like that
has ever happened to me again. But I have to say, I’ll
never forget my Morning Whore and the wonderful blowjob
I received.
END
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 54