My name is Mark Woods and the story I’m about to tell you is true. It happened about five years ago now… I was twenty years old and fresh out of a two-year technical college with a brand new Associates Degree in Computer Sciences.
I was in Philadelphia on a job interview–my professor told me of a new company opening up and put in a good word for me, so I was following up on it. I wanted to get into the whole computer security field as my professor told me that was where the good money was and the field was rapidly expanding.
“The more our society depends on electronics, the more we leave ourselves open to hackers and computer viruses and malware,” he said. And I seemed to have a knack for figuring out the problems and fixing them.
Anyway, I had just finished my initial interview and was just driving around Philly looking at the sights. I’d lived my whole life in Casper, Wyoming and I’d never been east of the Mississippi River, so seeing how they did things on the East Coast was exciting to me.
I needed to stay in Philly for a couple of days because there were two or possibly three interviews I had to get through and then, because this was computer security, there was a pretty extensive background check too.
I would be working for a company with ties to some major players in the computer world, and they wanted to make sure I wasn’t some computer terrorist looking for a way in to cause mayhem. They also wanted to make sure I couldn’t be coerced into becoming one, either through blackmail or being bought off.
I understood their caution, of course, and had no problem taking a little “vacation” in the big city. After all, this was the first time in my life that I didn’t have to worry about school or parents or anything like that. I was finally free! For a brief glorious period, I wouldn’t have to answer to anyone! It was a very heady experience, let me tell you!
I was always the good kid–I never caused (too much) trouble for my parents, never got in trouble with the law, was good in school, etc., etc. I grew up in a pretty conservative household, so now to be “let out of the yard to play” was quite a big deal to me!
My last interview of the day had ended about 4:00 that afternoon, and I decided to have a little look around before grabbing a bite to eat and going back to my hotel room. I found what looked like a nice place, a small mom and pop family restaurant, and ate dinner. It was getting pretty dark by the time I turned the headlights of my rental car towards the hotel.
Not knowing much about Philly except what I’d seen on TV shows, I soon found myself in a section of town I probably shouldn’t have been in. I can’t say I was “streetwise” by any stretch, but I did have a modicum of common sense and the hairs on the back of my neck were on high alert.
I began to notice there seemed to be an abundance of women out this evening, which at first was strange–ladies shouldn’t be out alone at this hour especially in this neighborhood. Then it hit me… these weren’t “ladies” at all. They were prostitutes!
I began to take more notice of them. There were all sorts of girls working the streets–short girls, tall girls, girls so skinny they could hide behind the street poles, and girls that could barely waddle down the street. Black, white, Asian… it was a veritable banquet of prospective pussy!
I had to stop at a red light and I saw a very attractive lady of the evening working that particular corner. As I waited for the light to change, I watched her. Cars would drive by, the driver’s honking and whistling, and she would wave and shimmy her ass for them.
Suddenly, and for what reason I don’t know, she turned and we made eye contact. She smiled and walked over to my car. Being raised to be polite, I rolled down the passenger window thinking she wanted to talk to me.
“Hi baby, are you looking for a good time?”
I tried to act cool and not at all like the fresh-off-the-farm, small-town kid I really was. “Sure darlin’, I’m always up for a good time!”
I had never even seen a prostitute much less enjoyed their company. But this was the start of a new life, I was on my own for the first time ever, and I had a wad of cash in my pocket looking to find a new home!
I unlocked the car door and the woman got in. She was even more attractive in the light of my car’s interior light. Not really sure what else to do at that moment, I introduced myself.
“Hi, I’m Mark.”
“Nice to meet you Mark, My name’s Angel.”
“Angel, huh? Well, it fits you.” And it did–she was prettier than anything I’d seen back home in Casper!
“Aww, you’re sweet. So what kind of a party are we talking about? What would you like, honey?”
“Well, I’m not really sure. What do you do?”
“I’ll do anything you want, baby. It just depends on how nice you are to me.”
“Huh?”
“You’ve never done this before, have you, sweetie?”
I looked down. “No, I haven’t. We don’t have girls like you back in Casper. No offense.”
“None taken. Well, honey, I’ll tell you what. Since you are new to this and you seem like a nice guy–sweet and respectful–I will give you the ‘working girl’s special’. For $100.00 I will fuck you and finish you off with a blow job. I’ll even let you cum in my mouth and on my face, just like the girls in the porn movies… you HAVE seen porn movies, haven’t you?”
“I’ve seen video clips on the Internet.”
“Well, there you go. Just like the girls in those video clips then. Does that sound okay to you?”
“That sounds okay. But this car is pretty small… where do we do this?”
“Where are you staying? I assume you don’t live here, right?”
“No, not yet. I am here for a job interview but for right now, I’m at the Motel 6 on Roosevelt Blvd.”
“Oh yeah, I know the place. Okay honey, let’s go there then.”
I began driving us to my hotel room. Looking back on the whole thing, I can’t believe I was so naive and trusting, but living in a nice upscale neighborhood of Casper Wyoming is a long way from the inner city streets of Philadelphia. Where I was raised, if we had two or more cars broken into it was considered a crime wave!
We got to the motel and I parked the car in my parking spot right in front of the room. My room was on the second floor, so I let her go ahead of me and it turned out to be a smart move on my part. As I walked up the stairs behind her, the very short denim skirt she wore gave me a wonderful view… and let me know that she wasn’t wearing any panties either!
“Damn!”
“Like the view back there do you, baby?”
“I sure do! And I thought I’d seen most of the attractions in Philadelphia already. I’m glad I didn’t miss this one!”
She stopped and turned to look down at me. She smiled and blew me a kiss. When she started again, she made sure to swish her hips a little more giving me a little pre-game show!
We got to the room and I unlocked the door, holding it open for Angel. She smiled and stroked my cheek as she walked past me into the room.
My hotel room was simple and utilitarian. There wasn’t much decor or luxury–I couldn’t afford the higher end hotel prices since I didn’t yet have a job and I had to pay for the trip to and from Philly besides the room. But it was clean, it had a bed, a TV, and WIFI, so it was enough for my needs.
Angel came into the room and promptly flopped down on one of the two queen-sized beds.
“Ahh…! This is gonna be fun–I don’t always get to play on a bed! Most of the time, it’s in the back seat of a car or kneeling on the ground while I suck a guy off! You’re gonna spoil me, baby!”
I’m fairly sure she would have liked to lay on the bed a lot longer, but there was business to tend to. She sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed.
“I get the money first, honey. Sorry, but a girl has to be careful.”
I reached into my pants pocket and pulled out my wallet. I picked out two fifties and handed them to her putting my wallet back in my back pocket. Happy with her payment, she smiled and reached behind her neck to untie the knot holding up her halter top. She dropped the front of it down and I got a look at her very nice tits.
Now I’m no connoisseur of women. I’ve had my share of dates and girlfriends and I was no virgin, but unless it was blatantly obvious, I couldn’t tell real tits from fake ones.
All I know is that this woman had a great looking set–not overly large, but well proportioned to the rest of her and big enough to be impressive. They had just a slight bit of natural droop to them and the nipples were fat and hard. They looked delicious and I so wanted to chew on them!
I guess the expression on my face telegraphed what was going through my mind. “You want to suck on them, darling? My girls love to be kissed and licked and chewed on!”
I certainly didn’t need to be asked twice! I moved in on her luscious tits like I was starving and pushed her backward climbing on top of her and straddling my little coquette. She giggled at first, but those giggles soon turned to moans as my hungry mouth fastened on her tit and I went to work. She found out that while I might be young and small town, I was NOT inexperienced!
I licked and sucked on the meaty button as she pulled my head down on her tit more trying to stuff more of it in my mouth. My hand moved to her other tit to let it know I hadn’t forgotten about it. I rolled the little bud between my fingers, lightly tugging on it and flicking it as she gasped.
She moved my mouth to her other tit after a few moments and I was all too happy to give it its share of attention too. But instead of playing with her now unoccupied tit, my hand instead moved down between her legs. I was pleased to find her already getting damp.
I could also see that she was well trimmed and not overgrown. These were all good signs. While I dined on Angel’s soft creamy titmeat, my fingers played in her pussy, toying with the lips, rubbing her little clit and circling the rim of her tunnel. I purposely didn’t go inside her, I wanted to save that for my now steel-hard cock. Besides, hearing her whimper for it was turning me on even more!
“C’mon, baby, you paid for me, now use me! Please fuck me, you are making me crazy with your teasing! Fuck me! Give me that big fat cock!”
I knew that at least some of this talk was just ego boost for me–girls in her line of work always tell you that you are the best lover they’ve ever had and that you have a huge cock and all that stuff. It’s all bullshit and everyone knows it, but it makes the guy feel like a real stud even if he isn’t.
Still, I would like to think that maybe a little of that talk was genuine–after all, I was teasing her and making her wait while I built up the sexual tension and anticipation.
Her moaning and her whimpering did encourage me and fake or not, it gave me the confidence to start taking the lead in this union. “Relax, darlin’… I paid for the experience, not by the hour. I’m gonna get my money’s worth!”
Angel moaned again, knowing now that this wasn’t going to be one of those “wham, bam, thank you, ma’am” kind of jobs. She was going to be here for a few minutes at least, and in that time I wanted to make sure she had as much fun as I did!
After I’d played in her box for a bit and gotten her dripping wet, it was time to see how that box felt around my cock. I got up and started to take off my pants. She watched as I undid my belt and pants and pulled them down and off. When I went for my boxers, she put her hand on my stopping me.
“Can I do that?”
I smiled and moved my hands away, letting her have her way. She smiled and at first, she just felt my cock through my shorts pulling them tight to see the bulge my hard cock made in them she stroked the bulge and kissed it… she could do her share of teasing as well! Then she took the waistband of my boxers in both hands and pulled them down slowly until the tip of my cock appeared.
“Ooh,” she said appreciately as she revealed more of my cock. My cock is about seven inches long and two inches thick at its widest– not exactly porn star status, but it’s enough to make most women smile when they see it! And because it had been a while since the last one had, my fuckbuddy was hard as steel and standing tall for Angel’s inspection!
Angel pulled my boxers the rest of the way down and I stepped out of them. Angel took hold of my cock, jacking and feeling its hardness and size.
“You have some weapon here, Mark. I’ll bet you are quite a hit with the girls back home!”
“I do all right. I’ve had a few girlfriends. But nothing real serious.”
“That’s good, No sense in settling down with the first piece of tail you get–there’s a big wide world out there and you should get a good sampling before you make such an important selection. After all, how are you going to know what you want if you don’t know what’s available!”
“That’s kind of why I am here. I haven’t found what I am looking for in Casper, so I wanted to try someplace different… and bigger.”
“Speaking of bigger, why don’t you let me try this big fat cock of yours!” Angel scooted to the middle of the bed. When she was in place she added, “Okay baby, which hole do you want?”
“Huh?”
She smiled. “Do you want to fuck my pussy or my ass? I don’t care either way, but you need to pick one so I know whether I’m on my back or my knees!”
“Oh, yeah. Well, I want to fuck your pussy then… I want to see your face.”
“My face?”
“Yeah… you’re pretty, and I want to see your face.”
“You are so sweet, Mark! Okay, then…” Angel raised her hips up and slipped her skirt down her long legs and removed it. She spread her legs wide and held her arms out to me. “Come here, baby, and bring that big fat juicy cock to Angel!”
I moved over top of Angel until I was face to face with her. She took my cock and guided it to her wet slick slit. I lowered myself an inch or two. “Rub your slit with my cock. I want you to feel how hard I am for you. I want you to lubricate my cock with your pussy juice.”
“Ohhh…”
She rubbed my cockhead up and down her slit using the tip to part and plow her furrow as she got me slick with her pussy juice. I could see in her face that she was enjoying it–she might sweet-talk the men with her words, but her face couldn’t lie!
“You are so fucking beautiful, Angel…”
“Maaark… fuck me, Mark!”
“I’m going to fuck you, Angel… I’m going to fuck you hard and deep. You like it that way, don’t you? You like to feel my cock buried deep in that hot, tight, wet pussy, don’t you darlin’?”
“Oh God yes! Yes, baby, fuck me deep. I want all that big beautiful cock in me. I want to feel you fuck me all the way down. I want to feel your balls slap my ass and I want to feel you stretch my tight pussy wide.”
“I’m going to fuck you till you can’t walk out of here and then I’m gonna cum all over that pretty face of yours. I’m gonna mess up all that makeup and if you are a good girl, maybe I’ll even let you taste some of my cum!
“Oh yes, Mark! Oh, I love the taste of cum. I’ll bet yours is extra sweet too! Please, I’ll be a good girl. I’ll be very good for you, baby! Feed me some of your delicious cum!”
I looked down at my beautiful Angel and leaned down to kiss her. As I did, I pushed myself inside her. Although it wasn’t hard to penetrate her, as wet as she was, it was incredibly erotic. Her pussy was worn, as one would expect given her chosen profession but she was still tight enough to give me incredible sensations.
“Mmm, yes…” she whispered back softly, “that’s what I want.”
I pushed slowly into her at first, enjoying the warm wet tightness that I had been missing for so long. Plus I wanted her to enjoy this first slow thrust as well. When I was in as far as I could go, I began to back out equally slowly, scraping my cock against her walls and feeling her try to hold me inside her.
I pushed my cock into her pussy again and she responded by pushing her hips up to meet me. God, she felt so good! I thrust forward once again, and she pushed against me, moaning. She was actually moaning. Something about making this woman, this prostitute, moan really excited me. I thrust forward again, this time harder. She pushed back, again moaning even louder. Damn, she was good at this!
I decided to pick up the pace and really give it to her. I rammed into her so hard I could hear her grunt. I not only increased the power of my thrust but also the speed at which I gave them. I was fucking her just as she wanted–hard and deep. I picked up the pace even more, driving my cock into her and pushing her back down onto the mattress.
I grabbed her wrists and pinned her arms up over her head holding her in place as I took out my sexual aggressions on her pussy. Angel loved it apparently, because she was moaning and tossing her head to and fro as her hands clenched looking for something to grab onto.
“Yes!” she moaned, “That’s it! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me harder! Drive that hard cock deep in my pussy!”
I began thrusting even harder now, not worrying about her feelings. This wasn’t sex, this wasn’t love, this was just pure animalistic lust. I could hear the bed squeaking under us as I drove down on her. And she was loving every savage thrust.
“Yes! Oh God, Mark Oh your cock feels so good in me! Oh, fuck me! Please, Mark, I want you to fuck my whore pussy hard, baby! Fuck me till I can’t leave here!”
She was no longer raising up to meet me. She just lay on the bed impaled on my cock, her pussy stabbed at over and over by my meat sword. Her only response was an “Oh.”
As I continued to pound into her pussy, abusing her fuckhole with my savage animalistic thrusts, all she could get out between them was a short, repetitive “Oh-oh-oh.”
I was a machine. A fucking piledriver, pounding into her like I wanted to hurt her… like I wanted to fuck a hole clear through her. I could never fuck any of my girlfriends like that, with that kind of brute force. But for some reason, I had to try it with Angel.
Maybe it was because she was a prostitute and there were no emotional ties. Maybe because I knew I would never see her again and I could be free to let everything out. I don’t know. All I knew was that I had to fuck something just to fuck it. Just to dominate it.
This went on for longer than I thought it would. Sweat was running down my back and dripping off my forehead. I was panting like a dog on a very hot day. But I kept going until I felt that familiar tingle in my nuts that told me this show was coming to an end.
“I’m gonna… cum, Angel! I’m gonna… cum soon!” I panted as I could snatch a breath of air between thrusts. I climbed off Angel with her help and she scrambled down onto the floor, kneeling with her mouth open, waiting for her reward. I stood over her and she sucked my cock, the vacuum drawing my cum up my shaft.
Finally, I knew this was it. I pulled out of her mouth and shot my first jet across that beautiful face, a bit of it actually landing on her stuck out tongue. She held her mouth open with closed eyes, and I deposited another spurt more precisely this time right in her mouth. I moved down, giving her “girls” a little taste too and she smiled. Then she took me in her mouth and I finished filling it with the rest of my load.
When I was completely spent, she wrapped her lips tightly around my cock and, sucking hard, she drew me slowly out of her mouth, squeegeeing my cock spotlessly clean. I helped her up and as I watched she rubbed the cum I had given the girls into her tits.
“Thank you, baby… and the girls here thank you too!”
Then being the professional she was, she started getting ready to go, off to her next “appointment”.
“Wait a minute, Angel, where are you going?”
“I have to get back out there and get to work baby. But I had a really wonderful time–you were amazing.”
“No, you can’t go yet, I’m not done. You see, I have this rule that I never walk away from a fuck until BOTH of us have enjoyed it. Now get back on that bed and let me pleasure you like you have done for me!”
I gave her a little push back and the bed caught her behind the knees. She fell back with a gasp and I sank down on my knees, spreading her legs in the process.
“Honey, you don’t have to do… Oh FUCK!”
My mouth clamped over her pussy and I began eating her wet abused pussy like it was a five-star meal and I was famished. My tongue dove into her sweet depths and knew just what it was after as it squirmed and wriggled inside her.
Using a little trick I had discovered with a previous girlfriend, I began rubbing my nose back and forth across Angel’s clit, adding a twist to my pussy-eating she had never experienced before.
“Oh yes! Oh God, baby, you are good! Ohhh, fuck, right there! Right there!” she moaned. Her hips ground up against my face and she grabbed the back of my head to keep me in position. I took her hands though, and with mine, I interlocked our fingers as I devoured my sweet Angel.
I felt one leg come up and her calf went around behind my head. But she didn’t have to hold me in place–I wasn’t going anywhere at the moment. I licked and sucked and drank in her sweet honey as she poured herself out to me.
Angel was writhing and thrashing about on the bed like a snake being electrocuted and I stayed right with her through all of her contortions. I was on a mission–my Angel was going to cum or I was going to know the reason why!
Surprisingly, it didn’t take that long either before I heard her cry out. “Oh God Mark, I’m cumming! I’m really cumming! Oh Fuck MAAARK!”
Sure enough, I felt and tasted the flood of fresh hot juice she had given up as her dam broke. The professional had become the client! I had actually made a hooker cum! I was quite proud of myself, but at that moment I had a reward of my own to collect. I licked and lapped at her copious outpouring and in doing so, made her orgasm last even longer.
When I was done, I sat back on my heel, my smiling face wet with her juices. She sat up and took my face in her hands and kissed me. Not a professional kiss, but a real heartfelt one.
“Thank you Mark… thank you for doing that for me. Most of my men friends just get off, pay me, and are gone. But you stuck around to make sure I had my fun too. That means a lot to a girl like me–that there are guys like you who are actually concerned and caring enough to make me feel good too.”
As she got dressed, I asked her how I could get in touch with her again. “Angel, if I do get this job, how can I get hold of you… in case I want another visit?”
Angel smiled “Here honey. this is my phone number. I don’t give this out to just anyone, but you were so special to me tonight. Look me up the next time you want to get together. I really hope you get this job you are after and I hope you’ll call me if you do. I’d like to see you again,” and she kissed me before she left out the door.
EPILOGUE:
I did end up getting the job… a job I still have to this day. And I did get together with Angel a couple more times after this first time. However, she moved off to another town and I never saw her again. But I will always remember my Angel and the good times we shared.
