Horny Hooker Story
Here is part of a story that my partner wrote it’s very good. He loves writing stories about me and my business and it also includes pictures that I am sure will impress you…
A Saturday Afternoon
I’m one of those guys who has never really settled down with a woman. I run my own building business and it keeps me so busy that I’ve never had time to form a steady relationship with a girl. To be truthful I’ve never really wanted to, who wants all the hassles of a wife?
I don’t even chase girls all that much. Who wants a one-night stand with a chick that needs respect in the morning? Instead I get my rocks off with hookers; not the cheap whores you can pick up on the streets but the girls who work in the agencies. They’re available whenever I feel the need, there’s no time wasted chatting up a girl only to get rejected. It’s simple, quick and easy; I give an agency a call, they send a girl round, I give her the money and she gives me a fuck. Who could ask for anything better than that?
You don’t even have to see the same girl twice, it’s like a sexual smorgasbord and you can go back as many times as you like and try something different each time.
Anyway one Saturday afternoon a couple of months ago I was down at the Casino with a Rob, a mate of longstanding, knocking back a few beers and we got talking about some of the agency girls we had fucked over the years. It turned out that we had nailed quite a few of the same pussies in that time and I jokingly said to my mate that we should have a trophy wall with pics on it of all the girls we had boffed.
After another beer we decided that what we really needed was a trophy wall with pics of us fucking the girls. We joked and laughed about that for a while and then my mate went quiet. I looked to see what was up and saw that he was looking past me at something on the other side of the bar.
I turned around and all I could see was a group of people sitting there drinking and talking so I turned back to my mate.
‘What are you looking at?’ I demanded
‘That chick over there with the long goldie brown hair’ he replied.
I turned around and had another look and there, laughing and joking in the middle of the group was a big girl. I watched for a few moments and then realised that I was being held by her smile and her big laughing eyes. She wasn’t smiling at me, she wasn’t even looking toward me but that smile and those eyes definitely held my attention.
Then I tore myself away from that smile and turned back to my mate.
‘She’s a hooker’ he said. ‘I’ve fucked her a few times and she’s bloody good mate!’
‘What agency does she work at?’ I had never seen her before and that smile still interested me.
‘No, she doesn’t work out of an agency. She works privately from her own place in South Hobart’ he replied.
That explained why I had never seen her. I had always been wary about seeing private workers; you never quite knew what was lurking in those other rooms in the house.
‘She’s genuine’ he went on. ‘When she fucks you there’s no faking it, she’s really getting off on it right along with you.’
Then I noticed him raise his hand in a discreet wave and a moment later give a slight nod. I looked at him and he laughed.
‘You want photos? This bitch is just wild enough to do them for you. She told me once she’s got a website with loads of pics on it but I’ve never seen it’
A moment later she was standing next to us. She definitely wasn’t a size 8 or 10 and that probably would have turned me off but she did have this presence about her. When she turned to look at me and smiled at me I just felt I was the centre of her universe. Her big eyes just held mine and I couldn’t look away, not even down at her big boobs that were brushing against my arm.
‘Hi Marie’ Rob greeted. ‘This is my good mate Dan. ‘He wants to have some photos taken while he bonks you.’
For some reason I could feel my face turning bright red. This was ridiculous; here I was being embarrassed in front of a prostitute. I’d probably fucked hundreds of them over the years so why was this one making me feel like a bumbling teenager?
‘Do you?’ she asked in a low voice that had just a touch of a laugh about it.
‘Well I … ah … maybe I …’ it was only getting worse.
‘Yes he does’ Rob laughed. ‘Are you interested and when are you going to be available?’
‘Hmm’ she said looking directly at me. ‘I’m interested and why don’t we go back to my place and do it now?’
I could tell she was interested. Her left boob was still brushing up against my arm and I could feel a very hard nipple.
‘How much?’ I asked and then immediately kicked myself for being so blunt. God this woman was having a strange affect on me. Normally asking that wouldn’t have been a problem but somehow with her that question sounded crass and rude.
She just smiled at me and named a figure that sounded very reasonable. I looked at Rob and he just laughed.
‘Done deal’ he said. ‘I’ve got my digital camera in the car so we can use that if it’s ok with you Marie?’
‘That’s fine’ she replied. ‘How about I go with you guys and then when we’ve finished you can drop me back here?’
Ten minutes later we were pulling up outside a comfortable cottage in South Hobart.
‘This is Marie’s Place,’ she said to me as we got out of Rob’s car. ‘Let’s go in and have some fun.’
She took me by the hand and led me through the front gate and Rob followed with his camera.
‘Are you sure this is ok?’ I asked as she dug in her purse for the key to the front door.
‘Of course it is,’ she laughed. ‘My partner is still back at the Casino. He knows what I do and he has no problems.’
I was surprised to say the least and then I realised that I had seen a wedding ring on her finger. I hesitated but Rob gave me a push and urged me on.
‘Yeah - you don’t have to worry about Steve. I’ve met him, he’s cool about Marie - the lucky bastard!’
I would have stopped and thought about that last comment some more but Rob kept on pushing me through the door and Marie was standing down the hallway and beckoning me to follow.
She led me into what was her bedroom and there was the biggest bed I had ever seen. It looked huge and comfortable and when she saw what I was looking at she laughed.
I turned to look at her and got an eyefull of the biggest pair of boobs I had ever seen on a hooker. While I had been looking at the bed Marie had been taking her blouse off.
Now she stood before me with her boobs out over her bra and just wearing her short skirt, black stockings and heels. She was holding her hand out and smiling at me in a cheeky way that made my cock start to go hard.
I stammered something and managed to feel like a fool again as I pulled out my wallet and extracted some bills. She took them and winked at me.
‘How about I pop these into the top of my stocking, just so that anyone who sees these pics knows you paid for it?’
She bent down and folded them into her stocking top and as she did so I got an even better view of her big boobs.