1. A Whorable Game - Chapter 3


    Date: 10/15/2014, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Blowjob, Cheating, Hardcore, Male/Female, Prostitution, Author: Discreteinaz, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    pants and fished my cock out the opening. I had to up button the top to get it out as it had hardened all the way again. I was unsure if I would be able to cum again after the powerful orgasm I had experienced earlier but my concerns were quickly washed away when her lips closed over my cock again and she started the most amazing two handed, aggressive blow job I have ever had. I put my hands on my head, remembering her rule of no touching her hair, and watched as she worked my cock. She was focused and energetic and within a couple of minutes I felt my balls start to tighten. Heather sensed it also and began to speed up and moan. Her towel fell away, the roll that held it in place had come lose, it did not even faze her and I was blessed with the vision of her wonderful body. My hips began to pump as I neared orgasm. The pulsing in my cock started and she placed pressure on the deep underside of my cock and jacked me off with short fast motions. My cock head was still in her mouth as she rolled her tongue around the sensitive head as my sperm shot into her mouth. It was powerful and had happened so quickly I was a bit surprised. As my orgasm subsided she sucked me fully into her mouth and twirled my half hard cock around with her tongue making me jump with the sensitivity. I was finished, done, she had sucked all the cum from me. Sitting back on her heels she swallowed my cum and picked up her towel to wipe my cock clean. I buttoned up my pants and took a deep breath, my ...
    head a little dizzy. Heather hugged me to her and looked up with a smile. “How was that?” “I don’t think I have ever came that fast.” I answered. “I am glad you did, will you come and see me again?” “Absolutely.” I said leaning down to kiss her lightly on the forehead. I then remembered that the cash that I owed her was still in my car. “Crap,” I said out loud, “My cash is in the car…I am so sorry, I almost forgot.” Heather smiled at me, “I am glad you remembered, I was about to ask. Let me put on some clothes and I will walk you out.” I felt like such a moron. Heather slipped on a pair of yoga pants and a light shirt with a pair of flip-flops. We both walked out the door and she took my hand in hers. The moon was out and the night was cool as we walked in silence to my car. I opened the door and got the cash I had set aside and counted out the proper amount, I added a large tip and handed her the money. “You don’t have to, I feel bad for the interruption,” she said. I did notice that she did not attempt to give the tip back and slid the money into her yoga pants. “Smart girl,” I thought to myself. She hugged me and stood on her tiptoes and kissed me one last time, our tongues lightly touching. “Come and see me again, no interruptions next time.” I smiled and got into my car as she turned and walked back to her apartment. I watched her walk away as I started my car and pulled out to head home. I had been gone an hour and a half and I feared my wife would be wondering where I ...