1. The Caller 04 - a girl's night out


    Date: 12/20/2016, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Humiliation, Masturbation, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Toys, Written by women, Author: AnnaSiciliana, Rating: 85.9, Source: sexstories.com

    could see paper towel dispensers, a waste bucket with several towels in them, and a leather seat with a screen above. To the left and right side were small metal sliders at waist height. "Good," she replied, "does it have holes?" "I think that's what this is," I said, touching one of the sliders and pushing it. It was slick and sticky, and I noticed some dried stains underneath it, with a few fresher ones running down the wall. Behind it was an opening that led into the adjacent booth. "Yes..." I said dryly, starting to realize what was going on in here. "Very good," she said satisfied. "Now serve every one that comes through there." I paused. This was not what I had expected. She wanted to... use me. Abuse me. Turn me into a cheap whore. Worse than a whore - just a free bitch that anyone could have a go at without so much as a wink and a nod. I grabbed my handbag tight, my feelings in an uproar. All my self respect, all my dignity, everything I thought I was revolted at this. But god, just the thought of it made me so goddamn wet, so... hungry for sex! I caught myself drooling a little out the side of my mouth, when suddenly I could see a penis coming through the hole from the booth next door. I stared at it in shock, as if I had never seen one before, then held my breath and touched it gently. It was half erect, and I could feel it grow harder and stronger in my hand, when suddenly I began to jerk it slowly. Jocelyn, I thought. What are you doing? You're rubbing some ...
    stranger's cock in your hands!Who knows who it is, or where he's been with that? What if it's some nasty old guy? Or a dirty homeless man? Or a teenager? Would they let teenagers in here? What if it's your ex-husband? Or a neighbour? A client? Carefully, I put down my bags and then dropped to my knees. The cock in my hands was now erect and I heard slight moaning from the other side. Leaning forward, I kissed the head gently, then let it slide into my mouth. Jocelyn! What are you doing??? What would your mother say? Did she raise you like that? What would you say if one of the kids did this? What would your clients say if they heard about it? Or your friends at church? I felt the cock run down into my mouth, rubbing against my gum while my tongue played with the head. Then I started taking it deeper, until it hit the back of my mouth, where it made me gag. My head began to move back and forth, trying to give him a the feeling of fucking me while I sucked at him gently. I let go once more, my hand rubbing along the now slick shaft, jerking him a little before I put him back into my mouth. I kept sucking, kept jerking, kept taking him deep until my lips felt numb and I finally heard him breathing harder, soon followed with the sensation of something creamy and wet in my mouth, tasting... sour and tart, and making me gag. "Remember to swallow," I heard Missy say who must've been listening in all this time. "You're here not for your own pleasure, but to serve. And good sluts swallow it ...
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