Caught by the urge - another hooker fucked.  

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1/16/2006 2:53 pm

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Caught by the urge - another hooker fucked.


Once more I did not succeed in resisting the urge. What was the occasion? What was the drug that brought down my defenses? What was my crime?

As is so often the case these days, I don't care to remember. I did what I did, and scarcely remember enough details for a few moments of arousal while jacking off. I guess she enjoyed it more than I did. But even her lust doesn't reach my soul, let alone my cock. I'm not even glad for her. After all, I payed her.

As always, I knew I would fall, and took careful steps to stumble properly. I drank enough to numb my wits, but not so much I'd get sick. I took precautions, and checked out the place a few times on the days before. The night it took place, I was prepared. The choice was no longer whether I would verge outside the accepted boundaries, but with whom.

It was like choosing a piece of meat at a market, but then, it always is like that. But this time the bird took me by surprise, just as much as I took her. She sat eating in the back, out of her room, with her legs spread, in a nonchalant posure not meant to seduce, but hell she was hot that way. So I kept looking, and all do we know that catching her glance is what triggers her greed. So she nodded me over to her room, came out to the door. She was eating some sandwich with cheese and ham, and she offered me a bite, which I refused, being a vegetarian. I said I'd rather eat her, to which she responded: please do. She was ugly, almost a transvestite, with a tawny face, a big mouth with ugly teeth, but she had a way of behaving. I left to get some money, my everlasting lame excuse for leaving after making contact beyond the eye. This time, I got the money.

I went back, almost determined to pass her room unnoticed. She wasn't waiting for me, but saw me anyway, and her attention was enough to draw me in. After all, my decision had been fixed from the start. She took me in, we exchanged our names that were surprisingly alike, and took it generally friendly and relaxed, almost like equals. Her additional request for money came as a downer, but I granted some. After all she had said she didn't expect me back.

She watched me undress, and when the undies were out, exclaimed that it was true, the size. Oh, I was big. And it had to grow still. She was almost afraid of it. But then she took to tending it. I asked if I could suck her nipples, not always a wanted issue, she once again expressed her lust. They were big but uninteresting, her breasts small underneath them, she skinny. Then I said I'd like to lick her, and she spread over me. She was tasteless and shaven. Her clit was hardly noticeable. I licked, sucked, then moved my hand over her absent ass and found my way into her pussy. It was hard around the entrance, but I noticed some wetness inside, and pushed my finger in. All of it was dissatisfying enough to keep me from cumming, although she sucked quite good.

She then turned and asked to fuck me. I wanted her on top, and she took me in. We did our thing. Then she moved off me, sat down next to me on all fours, and wanted me in from behind. I was surprised, and asked if she could take that. She insisted, and I moved into her, not finding any bottom to her depths. So I fucked her, and the view of her back was enough to keep me hard despite the booze, since it was more female than any other part of her. Then I slid my hand down underneath her, to her pussy, rubbed her clit, then wet it with saliva and rubbed her more. That got her going really well, she started moaning, not just the regular technical moans she had displayed before, but much less controlled, much higher. She stifled them in her pillow, closed her eyes, I fucked her harder and rubbed her faster, she almost screamed out, then got calmer. I guess she came, so finished fast, practically untouched by her orgasm. With all the hookers I had had, this was the first I had finished properly.

Afterwards. She was uncannily cuddly, shaping her movements around my body. She said thank you a thousand times, even though I was the one who got the service. She said she was surprised, that she expected me to just lie there and get finished, but then I licked her, and touched her in just the right place. She said I knew what a woman wants. She said a lot more that should have put me on the right track, but I was in denial mode, I wasn't there because I was never going to have been there. So I didn't inhale the presence, much less make it mine. It was me already there, I didn't want to make it worse.

Still, I had caught her. Made her mine by being casual me, being friends, then taking her, by surprise. It's become too easy, the game. It's time for the next step. Beyond the hooker...

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