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The Whore that didn´t Want to Charge Me

I'm a pretty average kind of guy. I'm not bad looking, but I'm not Brad Pitt either. I go to the gym to keep fit, but I'm sure as hell not some muscle dude. And while I might not be a rocket scientist, I'm nobody's fool. Most weekends I go out with my mates, have a few drinks and try to hook up. Sometimes I get lucky, sometimes it's me and my good old faithful right hand finishing off the night together.

an adult woman heating up her man with black lingerie and tights

There is one thing about me though that is definitely not average. It's the same thing that got me the nickname that my mates from high school still use to this day. They call me “Tinnie”. That's “Tinnie” as in a can of beer. And if you can't work out why they'd call me that, you'd know it if you ever saw me in the changing room. Now, I'm not into looking at other blokes' junk, but I don't need to be to know that I have been blessed down there. Girls love it, but there was this one time when I got more than I ever could've ever believed. They say there's no such thing as a free lunch. That may well be true, but I found out that night that there is definitely such a thing as free sex. That was the night I met the whore who didn't want to charge me...

Meeting Dawn

It was one of those nights where it just looked like I was going home alone. The mates I was out with all had hooked up and gone and the place was closing. “Fuck this”, I said to myself, and I got a cab home, but the whole time all I was thinking about how much I wanted pussy. I wanted to taste it, and I wanted to see and feel it stretching to take my massive wang. When I got home, the decision in my mind was already made. If I couldn't get any free sex, then I was gonna get a call girl. A quick look online and I decided on one named Dawn. Her pics were great! Long black hair, Mediterranean skin, slim, with pert tits and amazing nipples, a bubble butt that looked amazing in a g-string and the kind of full red lips that I just had to see wrapped around my schlong. She sounded hot on the phone, and I could feel the blood flowing downstairs and my dick started twitching just hearing her voice. I guess it took her about 30 minutes to get to my place, though it seemed like forever. When the doorbell finally rang, I opened it and there she was, in a tight red dress that showed off her assets stunningly. I guess she was about 22, but the look she shot me was that of a woman who knows exactly what a guy likes. And boy, was I right...

The Hooker Gets What She Wants

She wasn't the kind of girl to waste time, and she walked through to the living room and I noticed her checking out the ever-more-visible bulge in my jeans. “Looks like you got a lot going on down there”, she said, with a sultry smile. “Why don't you check it out?” I said, taking her hand and placing it on my crotch. Her eyes widened and she smiled, biting her bottom lip slightly and this very slutty look crossed her face. As she rubbed it through the denim, it just got bigger and harder, and she looked genuinely excited. When she was ready, she slowly unzipped me and let me jeans drop down to the ground. “Looks like my lucky night” she whispered into my ear, before taking a few steps back and letting her dress fall to the floor to reveal her flawless body, all dressed up in jet black suspenders, a tiny thong and a bra that was just waiting to burst her titties out. She turned around to give me a good eyeful. She was perfect! Then she said, “you ought to know. I can be a really bad girl sometimes”, caressing her stomach softly. “And I want you to be bad to me.” She undid her bra, revealing her ample, young tits. “With what you have there in your pants, you can do anything you want to me”, she turned around, and got onto all fours on the sofa, showing off that beautiful ass. Her finger came from behind, pulling aside her panties to give me a look at what seemed to be an already wet snatch. She turned her head, still on all fours and just added “anything...”

A Very Happy Ending

I felt like I was going to shoot my bolt right there and then. Dawn just couldn't get enough of my man meat, and she knew how to handle every inch. She spent what seemed like an eternity of pleasure on her knees, giving me the best head I ever had; wet, sloppy and right down to the hilt, my big balls bouncing against her chin. Then she got on top and rode me it was the last time she'd ever fuck, tightening her pussy muscles around my thick rod. Flipping her over onto her back, she looked me in the eye as I fucked her deep and hard, savoring every moment of my swollen dick sliding in and out of her soaking wet cunny. I guess everyone in the building could hear because this girl was loud. The sound of her yelling out to fuck her, in between groans of ecstasy was too much, and eventually I couldn't hold back any more and I exploded, pulling out to cover her ripe little titties and cute face in what seemed like a never-ending river of cum. We both fell down backwards to rest a moment. Then she got up, went to the bathroom and got dressed. “Thanks”, she said and turned to go. “But I didn't give you your money!” I said. “You gave me what I really wanted” she replied, before giving me a little wink. I thought to myself “is she offering me free sex?”, but before I could ask, she said “see you around”, and strutted out of the house with the air of a satisfied woman. That was the night I got free sex from a hooker!

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