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Dee - First Timer

 

Dee: Hi guys I am back and I want to let you know there will be a few stories and pictures of me coming out this month so prepare yourself for a ‘Dee Heavy November’!

You all saw my recent update and I’m just recovering before a big story lands but thought I’d tell you about a fun little encounter that happened a day or so before I got knocked up recently.

It was just another sunny evening on the streets and I was loitering around the alleys of the city looking for clients. I hadn’t been working for long and had a couple of blow jobs and hand jobs to get me started.

I was looking pretty tempting in my purple fishnet dress if I may say so myself and I had just re-emerged from behind a dumpster, wiping my lips, following my latest client back out onto the street. He wandered off and I still had the taste of his cum in my mouth as I licked my lips when I noticed some young looking guy across the street. He seemed pretty nervous and was pacing back and forth as he kept looking across the street at me.

I stepped closer to the curb and leant seductively against a lamp post. I flashed him a smile and he quickly turned away. I couldn’t help but laugh lightly to myself as I watched him from across the street.

Eventually, he crossed the street and started to walk towards me but stopped, thought more about it and turned nervously away. “You alright Sir?” I called out to him. He turned towards me and bit his lower lip nervously. “Um y..Yes m’am!” He replied.

I nodded him over and he started to walk towards me although he was still looking around nervously. I noticed he was about of collage age, at least 18 but I wasn’t entirely sure. He was well dressed in casual clothes and looked well kept. He seemed the typical rich collage kid. You know the kind, beer drinking collage bro but his nervousness didn’t match with those guys of that age.

“Are you ok?” I asked again as he came closer “you seem a little, lost?” He did seem lost on this side of town. The collage guys usually hung around the more affluent areas of the city; hanging around the bars and clubs, he did seem to stick out.

“I, I just wanted to, Oh maybe I should just go.” He stuttered and started to walk away. At this point I grew a little concerned for him; he would have been easy prey for some of the thugs and gangsters around here. So I pushed myself from leaning on the lamppost and stepped closer “It’s ok, tell me, why are you here? Don’t often see your type on this side of town.” I laughed lightly but hoped to reassure him.

He turned back around and his eyes widened as he looked over me as I was now stood only a couple of feet in front of him. He didn’t say a word as he slowly looked me up and down, jaw a gape and eyes wide. I couldn’t help but smile as I proudly stood before him, letting him drink in all I had to offer. Eventually he looked back up at my face and I tilted my head as if to say ‘like what you see?’ when he stuttered “Y..You’re a wh..whore right?”

I nodded and laughed slightly “Yes! I am! “ I proudly replied “Why? You looking for some pussy?” I laughed lightly again. However, he didn’t say anything and just looked even more nervous as he chewed the inside of his cheek. That’s when I paused and rose my brows “You are aren’t you?” He nodded slightly, I smirked “and let me guess, you have never hired the services of a street whore before have you?” he shook his head slowly. “Huh first timer huh? Let me ask you, are you a virgin?” He farrowed his brows and shook his head. I pulled down my sunglasses slightly and peered over the tops at him as I farrowed my brow “You sure?”

“No M’am, I have had sex before, honestly, I’m not a virgin” He smiled nervously. Despite his nervous disposition and after I watched him for a few moments more, I was pretty convinced he wasn’t lying and I smiled back at him as I backed myself towards the lamp post. I wanted to see if he would follow me back to the lamp post. It was only a few steps but if he did, it meant he was interested in continuing with me. He did! I casually leant on the post, still proudly showing off the purple clad, fish-netted merchandise. “Well at least you know where to put your cock.” I joked, hoping to ease his nervousness. It seemed to work as he chuckled and nodded “Yes m’am I sure do”

“So, what were you looking for, Blow job, hand job, full sex, anal, what?” I asked, nonchalantly offering my services as if they were on a menu in a restaurant. His eyes slowly wandered to focus on my upper, inner thighs and I flashed a smirk “I’m guessing, full sex right?”

He looked back up with a smile and silently nodded “Alright not a problem…” However before I could say anything else he blurted out “How much?!”. It seemed obvious he wanted to fuck a whore and knew the basics of hiring one but his confidence was lacking, so I forgave his brashness as nervousness rather than sexual aggression. Not that I minded sexual aggression of course but I was sure I was going to be the first street whore this guy would be with.

Again I laughed “Straight to it huh? No no I can respect that. For full sex, 50 bucks!” I answered.

“50 Bucks?!” He exclaimed, seemingly surprised

I giggled softly “Too expensive for a first timer huh?” I smirked

He shook his head quickly “No no, I was told to expect to pay something like 200. I’m just surprised.”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little louder “Let me guess, your ‘Bro Buddies’ told you 200 was the norm?” Again he nodded. “Your ‘bros’ are kinda right, most street girls will look for between 150 and 300 depending but I like to be a little cheaper. More work that way, know what I mean?” I winked with a sultry smile. “But a word of warning; when a whore gives you a price, never tell her what you were expecting eh. Accept it or leave it. Don’t negotiate, she knows how much she is worth so you’ll either insult her or let her know exactly how much is in your wallet, understand?” I smiled.

He grinned and nodded again “I get ya, so guess you are pretty popular then huh?” He seemed to be loosening up a little although still a little nervous. “I’m kept pretty busy.” I boasted “You should send your boys in my direction, could save themselves a few bucks.” I answered.

“So, like I pay you now or…?” He said looking around but I interrupted him as he reached for his wallet “Yeh but, I AM going have to see some ID; You look around 18, 19 but, gotta be sure, you know?”

He seemed to understand and he pulled out his wallet and opened it. He pulled out an ID card and handed it to me. It was a collage campus ID card. It was a Legal ID, bars accepted them so I will too. Sure enough, he was a college student, the picture of this grinning guy smiled at me from his laminated ID; a face full of potential and optimism. I done some quick mental math and he was indeed 18, albeit by a couple of months. “Hmm seems your birthday was only a couple of months ago, am I a birthday treat for yourself?” I giggled as I handed back his card. He smiled back “Something like that yeh!”

He thumbed through the bills in his wallet and I shuddered a little as I watched, shaking my head to myself. This guy was lucky he found me on this street; openly showing off his bills in the wallet could easily tempt a whore who relied on cash from hooking to survive to take advantage of him. I don’t need the cash to survive, as you all know; I just love the thrill of being a street whore paid to be fucked by strangers on a daily basis. Needless to say, it doesn’t make me popular among the ‘career prostitutes’ that’s for sure. The looks they give me when my wealthy husband picks me up in one of his super cars could peel paint!

He then franticly started thumbing through his wallet and opening up other parts of his wallet “Oh fuck!” He exclaimed.

“What’s up sweetie?” I asked with concern.

“I forgot condoms!” He looked at me with utter disappointment. I shook my head and laughed.

“Wow, it’s like you were meant to find me this evening isn’t it?” I smiled at him. He raised an eyebrow quizzically before I continued “Most of the other girls will insist on protection or make you pay more to go without but I, I never use them!” His jaw dropped and eyes widened; “You, you never use condoms?!”

I proudly shook my head “Nope! Unprotected only and feel free to cum inside me, no extra charge.”

He mouthed the words ‘holy fuck!’ and his smile grew as his hand grasping the 50 dollars shook slightly “I told ya, your friends have been fucking the wrong whores.” And I daintily pinched the bills from his fingers and tucked them into my jacket pocket with a smile.

“You ready for some fun then?” I winked as I took his hand and started to lead him into the alley behind us. “I….I..I…” he replied, unable to really say much of anything.

It was honestly kind of cute; I don’t often get to pop some guy’s whore-cherry. My clients are usually well versed with how this transaction works and know just how to treat a street whore but this was some-what adorable. I was going to enjoy breaking him in!

I led him down the alley, towards the dumpster I had just emerged from. I wasn’t worried about my own privacy; many of the more experienced clients would have fucked me right there, on the street, against the lamp post and I’m all for the exhibitionism, some like to take things out of reach of prying eyes. However, I didn’t think this guy was going to be too happy about being on full display so for his sake, I sought what little privacy we could find behind the dirty dumpster.

 I motioned for him to lean against the iron dumpster and I drew close with a seductive smile. I reached out and ran my hands lightly over his groin. I instantly felt the tell tale swelling of a testosterone filled college kid getting aroused. It doesn’t take much for these boys to get excited and it seemed like my presence and light touch was doing just the job. Although, I was surprised as this boy was packing!

I griped his girth through his pants and ran my hand up his clothed length. I looked up into his eyes and smiled “Hmm white boy is packing. Why did you come to me, which a dick this size, those college sluts must be all over you.” I cooed softly into his ear.

He flushed red and grinned awkwardly “I..I wanted to be with a black girl and.. I..I..”

“Say no more, I get that; white boy wanting black pussy, my husband is white and hung like a race horse!” I laughed..

“Y..you’re married?!” He gasped with surprise. I nodded softly as I started to slowly unzip his fly. “Uh hu but don’t you worry about that, It’s not like he’ll be upset, he’ll actually enjoy hearing about this encounter I’m sure.” I smirked and slid my hand into his pants, grabbing his rock solid white cock. I eased his pale snake from his pants and looked down at the member in my palm. “Jesus! Wasn’t expecting this from some rich college kid!” I exclaimed as I started stroking his cock, rolling his foreskin up and over his head and back down again. He gave me another nervous smile and it was then I knew I would have to take charge of this situation. He’d be more focused on his nerves if I let him drive the encounter.

I pulled his cock firmly and took him by the shoulder. I motioned for him to lay on the sidewalk and he did, perched up on his elbows he looked up at me and watched as I straddled him. His cock pointed perfectly vertical towards my tight black, rented pussy. His eyes wide as he looked up at me straddled above him. I let him drink in the view for a moment before lowered myself onto his lap.

My thighs were spread wide and his cock bounced lightly against my abdomen. I let him compare his cock length against my midrift, giving him a visual as to how deep he would be inside me. I flashed him a sultry smile and purred “Hm time to ride this white stallion!” I reached down and gently held his cock steady, pushing up I rose and positioned my pussy on the very tip of his crown. Again I gave him a moment to witness the sight of his dick tip, kissing my paid for folds before I started to slowly ease myself down onto him.

His eyes were locked on the scene before him. I let out a soft moan of delight as his crown started to part my lips and sink inside me. He watched my pierced lips stretch around his unprotected crown as it slowly vanished inside me. “Hmm I’m going to enjoy you!” I purred as I circled my hips slowly and ground my self down onto his length. I bounced lightly a few times, each time taking more of him inside me until I sat down perfectly on his lap. I felt his twitching dick deep in my belly, my muscles clamped around him.

He quickly glanced up at me and smiled. I returned the smile before I started to bounce on his pole. He soon locked his eyeline back on his pale cock sliding in and out of my dark, tight pussy. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of his vanishing dick. My lips sucked to his length, pushed in as I slid down and sucked out as I rose up. I was amused at the look on his face and playfully remarked “Fantastic view for 50 bucks right?” He looked up quickly and gave me a quick smile and a nod before relocking his eyes on my cock swallowing folds.

“Alright, let’s ride this stallion!” I growled. I lent further forward and planted one hand on my thigh, the other I reached out and grabbed a fistful of his well cut blond hair. I yanked his head forward and I started to pick up the pace.

I rode that college kid hard! Bounced hard and fast on his length, taking long, deep strokes on his shaft as I yanked on his hair. I moaned loudly and lewdly as his own grunts of pleasure started growing louder from his own lips. “Fuck yeh baby!” I moaned “That’s one nice dick you got, fuuuuu..” I threw my own head back as I fucked the new client, feeling his crown plunge deep inside me.

I ground my hips against him from time to time before returning to bouncing myself upon his eager cock. “Oh fuck.. oooh ..nnnngh!” He moaned, his voice quivering. I could feel his cock twitching inside me as I rode my fresh stallion. I was working on my own climax and was erotically encouraging him. However, I am a professional; whore, escort, cam girl, pornstar, breeder, fucking is what I do but as we all know, college kids are, well let’s say, a little less experienced and while I was enjoying this ride and working my way to my own climax, he was not lasting as long as I was going to.

His cock started to jump and twitch inside me and I knew this was a sign he was about to blast. My purpose here was to please the client. While I often did orgasm when I was working, it seemed this time I would only get so far. His pleasure was really all that mattered, if he was ever going to come back that is. So rather than slow down and try to get him to hold it in, I encouraged him further;

“Yeh cum for me, cum inside me baby, empty those swollen balls deep inside me!” I panted and purred in his ear as I yanked his head up closer by his hair.

He was now supporting himself with his palms flat on the pavement as I pulled him up, I was taking quick strokes on his cock and he started to grimace; “I’m. I’m gonna..!”

“I know, cum inside me, fill me up!” I purred. “Let your jizz flow inside this cheap whore!”

He pushed up further and just as his cock exploded inside me, I slammed my ass down on his lap. He let out a loud ground of pleasure as he watched my pussy swallow every last inch of his white cock the very second he came!

“Arrrghhhh !” he grunted as he watched his own cock throb and twitch inside my tight pierced pussy. His balls were tight and pumped his thick, sticky, virile spunk deep inside me and I lent forward with a soft, satisfied sigh “Hmm so much cum.” I purred seductively.

My new client shudder and shook as he shot every last drop of cum into my unprotected uterus. It sloshed and churned around inside me, my first cream pie of the evening and it was copious! I held him steadily by the hair as he continued to twitch and shudder. I sat relaxed on his lap, letting him squeeze of the last few drops into me.

Eventually he finished and started to slowly recover his breathing. I continued to remain relaxed on his lap, his cock still lightly twitching inside me, cum slowly dribbling out of me between the seal of cock and cunt. He slowly returned his gaze to look up at me and I smiled warmly back at him.

“How was that baby?” I whispered softly.

“A..A..Amazing!” This time his stutter wasn’t due to nervousness but rather breathlessness.

“Good!” I smiled back, reassuringly “Looks like you popped your whore cherry huh?”

I let go of his hair and leant back. I planted my palms against his thighs and shook out my long black hair as I sighed with delight. I kept his softening cock inside me a little longer, I was rather enjoying feeling him twitch inside my cum splattered cunt.

“C..Can I..I see you again?” He said, eventually, after catching his breath.

I looked down at him as I leant back against his thighs and smiled “If you want to.” I smiled and pushed myself to sit upright. I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a couple of business cards.

“You might find me on the street, like you did today but that is hit and miss.” I started to explain to him as he hung on my every word. “Or you can call or message me on this number..” I said, handing him my card, “I will charge extra for appointments and home visits but you know I don’t like to charge too much right?” I said with a playful wink. “Also a bit more for parties and groups, so If your college buddies want some entertainment for their next frat party, just drop me a call.” I smirked as I handed him the card.

“I sure will!” He said with a grin as he gently took the card from me “and I am totally going to tell them about you, they really have been fucking the wrong whores!” He laughed as he toyed with the card in his fingers.

“Yeh you better!” I smirked. I then held out my second card “Now this card is for my husband’s new brothel and gentleman’s club..” He looked up at me with surprise and paused as he reached for the second card. “..It’s opening soon and I will be working there, if you and your pals fancy fucking me in the club, or any other girl there of course.” I laughed

He took the card and again smiled up at me. He looked down at both cards, he admired the image of me on my card for a moment before tucking them into his back pocket.

I slowly eased off his cock and stepped over him to give him a little space to tuck himself away. With a light drizzle of cum trickling down my chocolate inner thighs, he stood up and we walked to the entrance of the alley.

“You good to get back?” I asked him as I went back to leaning against my lamppost and he pulled a phone from his pocket. “Yeh, I’ll just call an Uber, no problem.”

I leant against the post, watching the street and we spoke for a bit longer. He asked about being married and a whore, I explained my husband was more than happy for me to sell myself and encouraged my fetish. He spoke about the stuck up girls at his college who seemed to be only interested in him because he came from a rich family and I reassured him he’ll find the right girl sooner or later.

We were still chatting when a huge black drug slinger strolled up to me “Yo! Dis cracker got ya?” he growled in his deep ghetto tone. I looked up at the thug with a smile and shook my head. “Aight! Got a nut sack of N***a jizz I needza empty! Still a fiddy hoe?” This time I gave him a nod. “Aight that I feel!” and he pulled out a stack of bills and peeled off a dirty 50 and tossed it at me. He gripped my shoulder and spun me to face the pole. Reaching to my hips he roughly pulled them up so I was now bent over, legs spread and holding the lamp post for support. He then turned his head to the college guy and scowled “Scram cracker, less yo wanna see da real N***a pound a whore!” He grinned, flashing full gold grille as he had, by now, reached into his baggy pants and freed a full 18 inch, pierced and tattooed black dick.

I turned my head slightly and gave the white guy a reassuring smile and wink before nodding softly and he started to walk up the street towards an Uber that had just rounded the corner. He looked back momentarily as the thug barked back at him “Yeh keep walkin’ cracker jack!” and began unceremoniously forcing that huge black cock up into me.

The Uber drove past me and my latest client with the white face of the college kid in the passenger window. I flashed him a quick smile as he would have seen the huge black thug with a huge fist full of my long black hair, the other hand around my throat slamming his muscular hips against my dark rounded ass.

Not going to lie, that huge black cock DID make me cum as he violently pumped me full of his seed but I was still thinking about my new friend, the shy college kid who just wanted some cheap black pussy. Can’t wait to meet his friends!