1. Mallory Monroe - Birth of a Streetwalker


    Date: 7/2/2016, Categories: Reluctance, Author: Milik_the_Red, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    forced. "Are you looking for some fun, sweetie?" "Uh, yeah, I am, I guess. So, are you busy right now?" Under the circumstances, it was a ridiculous question and Mallory couldn't help but giggle at his awkwardness. It gave her the unexpected feeling that she was somehow in control and she felt herself begin to relax even more as she held his gaze. "No, I'm not busy. Just tell me what kind of fun you're looking for. Okay, sweetie?" "Umm, okay. I was hoping that maybe we could have sex or blow job or something? How much do you charge?" "Oh, okay. That sounds like fun. You got a hundred?" Despite her fear, the conversation felt strangely comical. Her apparently breezy manner seemed to calm the man and he too seemed to relax. "Yeah, no problem. Wanna get in?" he responded with an embarrassed smile. "Great," Mallory replied and as soon as she did, the electric click of the door lock popped. With a quick look around, Mallory slipped into the passenger seat. "Go down to the next light and turn right, okay?" As they pulled away from the curb, Mallory couldn't believe how easily that went. She'd felt exposed leaning into his car like that. It was the classic pose of the working girl and she'd seen them doing it countless times before. She was sure that every driver who passed had seen her, yet none had so much as slowed. 'Why would they?' she thought sadly. ' To them, I'm just another whore.' These and a hundred other thoughts raced through her mind as she guided him into a ...
    darkened industrial mall just south of Holt. It was long after business hours and the deserted parking lots and narrow alleys offered more privacy than any place else she could think of. The tension in the car was thick and hung in the air as she guided him to a shadowed corner between the concrete buildings. The taste of nervous fear and the expectation of sex rose between them and created a silence that was almost deafening. Mallory watched as his hand dropped to his crotch and was shocked to see him squeezing his cock through his jeans. It was as lewd and sexually brazen a sight as any she'd ever seen. The very idea of an older man groping himself in front of her would have filled her with revulsion at any other time, but now she watched with perverse fascination as his cock begin to swell in his pants. His grip tightened and flexed over his growing bulge as he parked the car. When engine died and the lights went out, they were shrouded in silence. Mallory sat up on her knees in the leather covered seat as he reclined the back of his own. Then followed the soft sounds of clothes rustling and the metallic hiss of his zipper being lowered. Quite to her surprise, Mallory felt a welcome surge of arousal as he brought his still semi-flaccid cock out of the shadows. She began to reach for him but hesitated even as he slowly stroked himself in obvious expectation. "Umm, you got my money, baby? You've got to pay me upfront, okay?" "Oh, sorry," he whispered as he fumbled for his wallet. ...
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