A street hooker story

Author: Cecilia

I’m a street hooker. My name is Carla. I’m 19. I could go into a whole dreary story about how I got here but that doesn’t fly. Actually I feel lucky to be pretty enough to do this and I have a lot of fun. I have short red hair a light tan body that is very smooth and really nice firm bouncy titties and a couple piercings. It’s not bad. I could be homeless, unemployed, or working some bad job. But instead I just meet men, have sex and make money. It’s not like I have to stand around, men are always trying to talk to me and fuck me.

After coming from an after hours club I was walking down the street at 5 AM and this trucker passed me honking his horn. I looked up at him and said “Hey.” He said, “You working!” I said, “I don’t know. You payin?” “Yeah, I’m payin. Jump in.” He opened the door of the cab of his 18-wheeler. He wasn’t bad looking. About 30 with jeans and a work shirt with his name on it. Dark hair and a hairy but strong body. I think he must have been around 6’4″ and about 230 of solid muscle. “How much for a blow job?” “I’m looking for $50.” He reached into his wallet and handed me the money. “I want to see your pussy,” he said. I pulled my skirt up and my panties down and let him see it. “Can I touch it?” he said. “That would be extra,” I said. So he gave me another $20 and put his big fat fingers into my love canal.

I undid his belt buckle and pulled his jeans and boxer shorts down and a big fat cock sprang up from his confines. I started jerking it as he pulled into a parking lot. I took the head of his cock in my mouth as he felt up my tits and fingered my cunt. He put his hand on my head and started pumping up and down “Yeah that’s good, suck that dick you dirty whore, suck it hard I’m going to shoot a load of spunk down your fucking throat!” I gagged a little bit but kept at it and he poked his rough trucker finger into my tight pussy and fingered my asshole.

All I could see was his hairy stomach and legs and his cock and big balls and smell his musty crotch. The he held my head all the way down and I couldn’t breath for a couple of seconds as his cock pulsed and after about ten or fifteen seconds of the pulsing I tasted his cum dripping down to my lips from the back of my mouth. “Man that was good! Are you always out here?” “Sometimes, you’ll have to catch me.” I said as I jumped out of the truck.

The sun was coming up and as I was waiting at the light to cross the expressway I saw a man in a late model luxury car waiting for the light also. He looked at me and motioned for me to come over to his car. He was wearing white shirt and tie and dress slacks. He was a clean-cut blond professional and I guess about 35 with a wedding ring.

“Hi, I’m Ted. What are you up to?” “I’m walking around considering my options,” I said. “I was hoping you might be working, I’ve got a little time. Why don’t you get I in?” I got into his car, he started driving across the expressway, and then he turned off onto some lonely streets with no one around. “This looks like a good place. How much for straight sex?” I looked at him and judged how much he was carrying in his wallet. “$200” I said. He took the money out of his wallet. “Let’s get to it,” he said. I took off my top, unhooked my bra, and let my 34Cs hang out. “very nice tits” he said and he unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers and boxers down. He then opened a condom and put it on.

I took off my skirt and sat completely naked in front of him. He fingered my crotch. “I’d eat you out but I don’t know what’s been up a whore like you. Come on, suck my dick.” I got down and started sucking him and again all I could see was his blond hairy legs and stomach and pubic hair as I rose up and came down on his cock and balls. He wasn’t bad at fingering me and I began to feel wet.

Then he lowered the seats back, pushed me back on my seat, and got on top of me and I realized how big a guy he was. I’m guessing about 6’6″ with about 8″ and when he got on top to fuck me, my head only came up to the middle of his chest so we couldn’t kiss if I wanted to. I had his dress shirt and tie in my face, but that didn’t bother him at all. He just wanted to have a kinky fuck in a public place. He spread my legs apart and plunged into to me. He held me down so I couldn’t move and plunged into me fucking me hard and nasty.

Every time I tried to move a little he held me back again and continued fucking me hard and he had to talk nasty to do it. “You fuckin little whore, you motherfuckin nasty little whore I bet you’ve been getting fucked up the ass since you were in the schoolyards. Yeah you nasty bitch take my hard cock up your cunt. I’ll bet anybody can fuck that dirty snatch of yours.” I tried to move again, he pushed me back and made me take his big cock, and he pummeled me with his cock the seemed to be trying to fuck me into submission, fucking hard, long, and incessantly.

Most men I’m able to get off in a minute or two but this was half an hour later and I had to just lay there with my legs splayed and I wondered how much longer he was going to go but he just kept fucking. Half an hour later he suddenly crawled up to my face, pulled his condom off, and spilled his load all over my face and hair and tits. I never saw so much cum before. Ounces and ounces of cum all over me. And he sat back breathing heavy. I asked him if he had a tissue and he said “Sorry, babe I don’t. Look, I’ve got to go so you’ve got to get out.” I heard the door locks click open. “Just a minute, I’m getting dressed.” “Now! It’s over!’ I grabbed my clothes and my bag and stood out on the deserted street covered in cum and he drove off.