1. Primal Urge


    Date: 4/26/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: TraceyAmes, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    ready for entry. I could feel the head of his thick circumcised shaft pushing hard, trying to gain entry to my forbidden hole. I could feel the head slowly entering before stopping and slightly withdrawing. Another thrust got Alan’s hard cock further inside my tight asshole. After withdrawing again slightly, his next thrust expedited his cock to fully enter me. I gasped at this new sensation, something I was unaccustomed to doing. While anally fucking me, I slipped two fingers into my dripping wet pussy. I could feel each thrust of his cock through the membrane wall separating my pussy from my asshole. All of a sudden, Alan grabbed my waist tightly as he started to convulse and orgasm. I could feel his hot sticky cum squirt inside my asshole. I could not reciprocate and orgasm myself which was a pity but I had conquered Alan. I had beaten him at his own game. As Alan headed for the shower cubicle, I sat on the bed with a towel between my legs. Catching the oozing cum from my butthole, the towel absorbed my victory as well. On finishing his shower, Alan started to get dressed. I also showered and cleaned myself out to look respectable for the next client. Before ushering Alain back to reception he passed what could be interpreted as a compliment. “You are a slut and nothing else. Mind you, you are a bloody good slut. Next time I will fuck your brains out and show you who the boss is.” Alan then departed and I got ready to parade before another potential client. That was a ...
    wasted hour in my life as he neither paid the manageress nor did he even pay me one cent. I felt used and abused by the guy but at least I survived to see another day. Word soon got around the traps that I was working at The Gentle Touch, so I must have been doing something right. Just prior to resuming university, I had my own clientele which was growing fast. Businessmen went through the manageress and liaised in having me attend their sexual desires at various hotels and motels in Melbourne. This was the beginning of my escort work. The minimum booking was for an hour but quite often bookings were made for between four and six hours. Half the money went to management and half to me. I really enjoyed being wined and dined or escorting a guy to a show before fucking his brains out. Doing business this way meant that the guy could not be seen at a place of ill repute, so his reputation and integrity could not be questioned. The guy’s wife is invariably led to believe that the husband is attending a business meeting and will be home late that night. Once university commenced for my final year in late February, I only worked two nights a week. By then, I had an excellent clientele and my services were in demand via word of mouth. Many of my clientele were generous tippers. I could earn up to a thousand dollars a night for my services. That was a lot of money some thirty years ago. By early June, I had completed the mid-year exams and about to start my semester break. It was in this ...
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