1. My Boyfriend Be Trippin'


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Erotica, Hardcore, Prostitution, Author: Frankie Morello, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    spreading the wetness, then took my dick in her mouth. She sucked just the head, running her tongue over it, pulled her pouty lips off me with a loud popping noise and jacked my shaft hard and slow, the way she knew I liked. "C'mon baby," I grumbled. "Get that fuckin' pussy mouth on my cock." "Oh yeah, Frankie?" she purred. "You wanna fuck my mouth, baby? You wanna fuck it like THIS?" Then she did it.... She wrapped those gorgeous lips around the head of my dick and slid DOWN inch by motherfucking inch... all the way down. Her hot little hand was still cupping my balls and soon her tongue was lapping the bottom of my shaft in sweet lazy licks, my whole cock buried deep down in her throat. She slid back up and off. Went back down again. Up... and down. Then up and off. Kat peered at me with her blue, blue eyes. Her lips were swollen and wet. "Yo, you gonna fuck mah mouf now Frankie baby? Huh? You gonna fuck mah mouf like it be mah pussy? Gonna fuck mah mouf HARD now?" "Fuckin' A-right, bitch," I growled. Right then and there, Kat's ghetto-jive bullshit was pissing me off AND turning me on if you know what I mean. Just like the little bitch knew it would. Kat's hair was short, but not so short I couldn't grab two handfuls and drag her angel face down on my dick hard as ordered. I defy anyone to last long with Kat's super superior suck skills. Two minutes, no more and I groaned and shot a cum blast up against the back of her throat. Kat swallowed every drop, then slid up off my ...
    member lapping me clean as she went. Clean as a cat. That's right, Kat was what every man wants: Not just a cock sucker. Kat was a cum drinker. "Good boy, Frankie." She giggled and smacked her lips. "No trouble. Nice and quick." I knew what she meant by that. We both needed to get back to work. We kept quiet driving back to Geary Street, which was fine by me. It gave me time to think.... Hoes, hookers, pros, prostitutes, sluts, call girls, streetwalkers... call 'em what you will. I could never for the fucking life of me figure why it is considered an insult to call a woman a whore. Think about it: A woman who allows a horny guy the HONOR of shoving his dick in her mouth or cunt or ass with nothing required other than a simple exchange of goods for services... green for pink...? Hey, in this over-complicated world how fucking amazingly simple and great is that? Like I said before, I love the whole hooker category. But I do love some individual whores more than others and now I'll tell you something I bet you have already figured out on your own. I was kind of in love with Kat. Stupid, right? Hey, when did Frankie claim he was a fuckin' genius? But truth is, Kat really was cool. You already know she was beautiful: Five foot two, eyes of blue and all that jazz. But beyond that, Kat had a head on her shoulders useful as more than a cock pocket. She'd been an English Lit major at Berkeley. No bullshit -- I'd actually seen her student ID card... her expired student ID card. It had ...