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I am just like you that I have to go out and shop. I have to buy groceries, pay my bills, pay my insurance, and go and buy clothing. I can’t just have dick shoved in one of my holes every minute of the day. I wish I could, believe me, but how would I explain that when I go to vote today? Having some guy behind me, me bent over, fucking in line waiting to cast my vote. Might be a bit awkward, fun, but awkward none the less.
I was out shopping for some new jeans and panties. I seem to go though a shit ton of panties for some reason. Oh that’s right, I’m always sending them out to some of you. Which means I go shopping for them more than your average whore. I was in a little lingerie boutique and there was a guy working there. I was very surprised because you hardly ever see a guy working in a lingerie store of any type. I thought maybe he was gay, and no I am not gay bashing, I just assumed.
He came over to me and asked me if I needed any help. I told him I didn’t, but I did ask him how he liked working here. He laughed and said, “It’s my Sister’s place, I am just filling in for a little while so she could run to the bank.” That explains that. I asked him if he was gay, he told me that I was the fifth woman to ask him that today. We both laughed and he said no he wasn’t gay.
Well that just changed everything. I changed my mind and told him that I actually did need some help. I told him that my bras didn’t fit correctly and I needed to be measured. He didn’t know what I was talking about. I volunteered to show him. We went into a changing room, and I took my shirt off and my bra. He just stood there, I told him that we would need a measuring tape. He went to find one.
It took a little while but he came back with one. I showed him how to measure a woman for a bra. He was blushing like crazy, and his cock was getting a little hard. I could see the bulge start up in his jeans in the mirror. He went out and picked out some bras for me to try on. I thanked him then told him that I needed to be measured for panties too. He just looked at me. He asked me if that was actually a thing, I told him no.
He stood there for a few seconds then he figured out what I meant. He came in and slid the curtain closed. I pulled my pants and panties off then sat back on that very uncomfortable little seat. I pulled my legs up so that he could see how wet my pussy was already. He got down on his knees and started to tongue fuck me. He was extremely good at it. I heard the door open in the shop. He had to leave the dressing room, I was so close to cumming too. I heard him talking and the woman said she would come back later.
He came back in and told me he locked the door and put the closed sign up, but we would have to hurry because his sister would be back any minute. I took his cock out and sucked it to life, turned around and let him have at it. He fucked me in my cunt for a bit, then without even asking plowed it into my tight ass. He was big so it made me gasp, but it also made me cum. Then he came shortly after.
He left the room, I got dressed and purchased my stuff. He asked if he could have my number because he would like to see me again. I told him to give me his and I would contact him if I ever wanted to meet up again. He smiled and gave me the digits. I gave him a little kiss then left. I got fucked and some really killer panties and bras, all in all it was a fantastic shopping trip.
I amaze myself at what I will do to either get money or get cock. For the first time ever I combined the two. Yup, I went into gutter whore territory. I have to walk past a park to get home when I am out. There is also a bar across the street, and right next to that is a run down adult movie theater. I was walking along when a car pulled up. They asked me if I was working, I told them no! I’m not a whore. He drove off, then I see these two guys leave the bar, and they looked pretty cute.
I continued walking and I hear a car pull up behind me, I was ready to yell because I thought it was the same creepy guy from before, but it was the two guys from the bar. They asked me how I was doing and if I needed a ride. I thought about it for a minute then I said sure. Usually I do not just go jumping into cars with strangers because you never know what is going to happen, but I had my gun with me so I was alright with it. The guy in the passenger seat turned around and said, “How much for role play dress up?” I said, “Excuse me?” He repeated it, I said, “I don’t know, how much do you usually pay?” I was going to tell them that I would fuck them for free and I wasn’t a gutter whore who walked the street when I heard him say, “For what we have in mind I was thinking $800.00 for two hours. Does that sound good?”
That sounded more than good to me, I told them I knew a place where we could go, he told me that they already had a place and gave me an address to where we would be going. I knew the street. I was not dressed for it. We pulled up to one of the biggest fucking homes I have ever seen, then taken inside. The first guy ran upstairs, and the second took me into the den downstairs. He said, “The outfit is on the sofa, put it on then wait for us to knock on the door, and you can pour yourself a drink if you want too.” Then he tossed the 800 at me.
I got dressed in this white bodysuit type of thing, I kept my heels on because the ones they had there were too big for my feet. I had something to drink then waited. It wasn’t all that long before there was a knock. I walked to the door and opened it. The two guys were standing there completely naked. Okay. They walked in and told me that they wanted me to sit in the leather chair that was in there and be really bitchy, and they would sit at my feet and do what ever I wanted, as long as I was super bitchy and controlling.
I asked them if they were brothers, they laughed and said no, they were partners well shit, no cock for me. So I sat there and had them crawl for me, clean my shoes with their mouths, had them suck each other off, threw in some light CBT, and then told them how much beneath me they were. We did other things as well, but it only lasted for two hours. They thanked me and told me to get dressed and then come out and they would drive me home. I was walking around their living room area waiting for them, and that is when I saw it. A picture of this austere looking older woman who was dressed in white.
One of the guys caught me looking at it and I asked who it was and he told me it was his partner’s Mother. Everything clicked. I didn’t get dick, but I did get to control a couple and get paid for my time, all in all a good night.
Of course I’m not a real nurse so if you are seriously injured do not come to me. Honestly, you would die, and I do not want to clean up that mess. I did have some fun with my sexy RN uniform though. One of my friend’s Dad is in the hospital. She wanted to go and see him before we hit a major party that was happening. I didn’t want to be late, but the guy was seriously sick. At least that is what she told me.
Hospitals smell horrible, plus I don’t want to touch anything, and neither of us were dressed for a hospital visit. She was dressed up as a slutty pregnant nun, and I was dressed up as a slutty nurse. Not your typical Medical Unit visitor. The looks that we were getting were priceless. Once we got into his room he looked his daughter up and down and sighed. When he looked me up and down he just smiled. His roommate was checking us out too.
We stayed for about a hour then we got ready to leave. He didn’t want us to go yet, but there was that party and we didn’t want to be late. On the way out of his room his roommate asked me if I could do him a favor. I told him that would be happy too, he asked if he could get a picture with me and if in one of them he could be pretending to slap my ass. What a dirty old man this guy was, but I let him do it. My friend took some pictures of us together and I told him that we would make sure he got them. He gave us both a hug then we left.
As we were leaving we heard her Dad say to his roommate, “If you ever look at my daughter like that again I will beat the hell out of you.” Both her and I started laughing.
Hex
Through her fingertips she casts a pretty little spell
It fills with words she feels about a petty little devil
Replaced by her blind rage, a hex slips past her lips
Never piss off a Pagan Witch!
~Pyrrha~
Aren’t witches divine? I actually thought about being Wiccan but there was just too fucking much to learn and I didn’t want it bad enough. I have an Aunt who is Wiccan and she is crazy as fuck. Not a bad crazy but a fun crazy. I wish I got to see her more because I actually do care and love her. She is nothing like my Mother. When she does come to visit me we always go out together, and I have to say my Aunt is one fine looking woman. She has tits to die for!
Luckily for me she is coming over tonight for Halloween. She said that she has some potions that she made and wants to try out. One of them is supposed to make any guy fall in love with you. What a load of crap, but it is Halloween so who knows, maybe Witch’s potions work on this day. I wish she could brew something up to make my tits bigger than they are, or make my pussy irresistible to any man I want to fuck. I would love to have that happen. So much cock, any time I wanted with just a simple look? I would have a shit load of married women pissed at me, I already do but even more so.
Anyway, her and I will be out looking for dick tonight along with having a lot of drinks. So if you see us, make sure you cover your drink up, because my witchy Aunt might want to keep you for herself and put her potion in your beer.
So. Much. Sambucca. I have to say, as I type this my fucking head is just throbbing! I went out with Tiff last night, I think she was actually trying to kill me, she bought me so many damn shots. When I first woke up this morning I really couldn’t remember too much. All I knew is that the panties that I had on were not mine. So that meant at some point I must of been naked. I took a shower, then called Tiff. She sounds just like I feel.
She told me that last night we went to some guy’s house with him and his buddies. We were drinking, then we were escorted into a bedroom. One of the guys asked if we were okay because if we didn’t want anything to happen nothing would. You guys know me, even if I couldn’t give consent I really wouldn’t care. Anyway, Tiff said that I started to act weird and for me that is saying something.
She told me that I started to call one of the guys, “Daddy” and started talking in this little girl voice. What. The. Fuck. I have never in my life had done that before. She said that one of the guys got really into with me, he had me suck my thumb, sit on his lap, talk in baby talk, and I was just going along with it. The other guys and her went into another room because apparently it was a little bit weird for all of them.
She said she would come in to check on me once in a while and at one point when she came into the room I was sitting in the corner because I had been bad. That made me laugh. I wonder what I did. Another time she came in I was sucking his cock like mad while he stroked my hair and called me his good girl. She knew we actually fucked because the guy was super loud.
After she hung up I was drinking my coffee. I looked into the toaster at my reflection and started to laugh. I have never ever been a Daddy’s girl and also I couldn’t imagine me speaking in a baby voice while I fucked “Daddy.” Oh Sambucca you really fucked with me last night.
I was walking down the street minding my own business when I heard moaning, then a slap. I was like, “What. The. Fuck.” I stopped and listened for a few seconds, I didn’t hear anything, so I started to walk again. I was only a few feet away from Tabatha’s house when I heard it again, this time louder. I had no clue what the fuck was going on, but I wanted to find out. I stood there for about ten minutes then I heard someone call someone a “fucking cum slut”. Someone was having a good time, that was for sure. I laughed a little bit then went back and knocked on Tabatha’s door.
I had to wait for about five minutes before she opened up. I went in and was telling her what I heard on my way to her house and she said, “Oh shit! I forgot to close the window. How loud was it?” I looked at her. She said that she had a couple of ‘friends’ over and they were having some fun, but she didn’t realize that they had been so loud. We walked into her kitchen and there were a few guys sitting around drinking beer. They all said Hi when she introduced me.
She didn’t mention that she could be heard, so I did. One guy almost spit his beer out. I asked them what exactly where they doing, and finally one of the guys said, “Want to find out?” I looked at Tabatha and she walked up to me and started to kiss me. It took me by surprise because Tab and I have been friends for a long time, and she had never kissed me before. I kissed her back, one of the guys got behind me as he kissed the back of my neck, I could already feel him getting hard against my ass. Another guy got behind Tab.
We were just feeling each other up, my hands on her tits, her’s going down into my panties to finger my clit, the guys pulling our clothes off. Both her and I were bent right over her kitchen table and ass fucked. Their cocks were so meaty. They filled my ass up so nicely. The only time I stopped taking a hard dick in my ass is when I was sucking off my ass juice and cum from their shafts before being slammed in my ass again and again.
One of the guys was the slapper. He was slapping my ass and calling me names. He would even have me repeat them to him until he filled my tight hole with all his hot cum. For some reason it came into my head that the window was still open and I was wondering if anyone was listening to us. Which just made the whole ass fucking party even hotter.
Oh man did I ever pull of the impossible. There is this one guy who I hook up with a lot. I know he is married, and do I give a fuck? Nope. Not only am I fucking him regularly but I fuck a lot of guys regularly. How was I supposed to know I was also fucking his son. His son asked me to come to his house for lunch. He told me that his parents are always asking him when he will get a girlfriend, blah blah blah, and he was sick of it. He asked me if I would go to lunch at his house and pretend to be his steady girlfriend just to get them off his back. I didn’t have anything going on so I accepted. Hey free food is free food.
We had to spend some time together so I could get to know him, sorta like cramming for a test. He came to pick me up, he wasn’t pleased with what I was wearing but tough shit, I wear what I wear. His Mom opened the door and gave me the biggest hug, oh boy, I was going to hate this. She grabbed me and took me into their kitchen so that I could help her put the food on the table. This women went all out, I have never seen so much damn food for four people. I heard the door open and I heard my “date” talking to another guy so I assumed it was his Dad.
I was carrying the rolls to the table when his Dad came around the corner, and I started to laugh. He looked like he was going to fucking die right there. If you hadn’t guessed it was the Married guy. I was going to eat dinner with two guys I was fucking who turned out to be related. This was going to be weird, but fun. I played it up by leaning into the son, putting my arm around him, telling funny stories about our times together, all the while the Dad was dead quiet. His wife even asked him if he was feeling ill at one point.
When it was time to leave the Mom gave me another huge hug, and I gave his Dad one. I felt him tense up when I did. The whole thing was fucking funny. As soon as I was out the door I received a text, it was the Dad telling me that he wanted to see me. I told him that I had to fuck his son first, but if he could wait a little bit I could have him come over for sloppy seconds.
You have to take risks, you have to take every opportunity that you can. So when my date asked me to get into his bathtub I was intrigued. He told me to get comfortable so I thought he meant, take off your clothes since we were in the bedroom and he had already gone down on me in his living room. Made perfect sense to me. I was just climbing up onto the bed when he said, “Can you do me a favor? Can you get into the tub?”
I can only imagine what the face I pulled looked like, but he said, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” I told him that it was fine. I have picked up guys in bars before and sometimes they have unusual requests when I got back to their place, or to my favorite Motel. This was just a new one. I asked if he wanted me to put my clothes back on. He went over to his dresser and pulled out these leg warmers and asked me to put them on. Uh, was this going to be some 80’s fetish? I didn’t know, but I put them on.
He helped me into his tub, he was already getting hard so I was thinking it was the leg warmers, so I lifted my legs up to give him a better look. He was stroking his cock and looking at my legs. Just so you know, holding your legs up in the air while you are in a tub is a bit uncomfortable on your tailbone. I went to put my legs down for just a second to adjust my position and he grabbed my feet, stepped into the tub, then pressed his cock between my insteps. He started to hump my feet, I was trying not to bang my head on the rim of the tub. Then, without warning, he came all over my face. Okay. If that is what you were into that’s great, but warn a bitch next time.
I went to wipe it off and he stopped me, he pulled one of the leg warms off my right leg then wiped off the cum with it. He then wiped off his cock, then slipped it back onto my leg. I wasn’t sure if I should move or what. He held his hand out to me and I stood up. We did this over and over again, and to be honest I was getting seriously pissed because he just kept cumming on my face then wiping it off, all the while my pussy is being neglected! Not fair if you ask me. Not at all. I finally said that I had to go, he said okay, but he wanted to do one more thing. Finally, I was going to have some dick in my cunt … Nope! He sat me down on the bed and told me to make him suck the cum off the leg warmer, and to be stern about it.
I left shortly afterward, he asked me if he could call me. I said, “No.” Then left. It wasn’t because of his fetish, it was because he didn’t pay any attention to my juicy fuckable pussy. When I got home I broke out some toys and had to do it myself. I think it was pretty shitty of him to leave me hanging like that, I seriously had a case of blue balls and I do not even have balls, so you know it was bad.