Sin City

I reach in and take out the tube of lipstick that you laid out for me. The shade of pink on my lips that I thought would be on your dick tonight. I apply it even though I can’t see what I am doing. I twist the bottom to recess the pink lotion that has rubbed off onto my stranger’s lips and dick. We make out some more and he asks me to stand and face him. I do as requested. His left hand holds onto my hip as his right hand slides between my legs and up to my pussy. He starts to rub my wet pussy. I tremble in ecstasy. This goes on for what doesn’t feel like long enough. I am once again close to cumming. He stops pleasuring me and tells me to take a step back. As I do this I hear kneel down. Without a moments hesitation I drop to my knees knowing I will be blowing the man whose name and face I do not know. My hands slide up his legs and I reach to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants. “I can service him better like this” I think to my self. I make sure to pull his belt out to keep his pants open and his dick in my mouth. I start sucking without waiting for his command but he doesn’t mind. Up and down I go. Up and down. Up and down. My right hand is massaging his shaft in unison with my mouth. I can’t get his full dick in my mouth but I want to appease my “date.” He moans in pleasure. I moan to turn him on. “Christine you’re worth every penny I paid ” he says to me. I release his hard cock from my mouth and ask him his name since he knows my name.

He says maybe later. I start to lick his shaft like a lollipop before starting to blow him some more. My left hand slides up his chest and I try to unbutton his shirt but to no avail. He stands up as best he can to unbutton his shirt and his dick goes in farther in my mouth than it has to this point. I leave it there and move my hands to his waist to slide his pants down past his ankles and I slide them off. He finishes unbuttoning his shirt and he sits back down, my mouth never letting go of him. Up and down my lips go and I pick up the pace. I am not trying to get him to cum but I want to bring him to the same ecstasy my mouth has brought you so many times. Up and down I go turning him on even more. My right hand is around his shaft and my left hand ventures up to his chest. I can feel his chest hair covering my gloves as my hand slowly goes back down to his dick, passing over his taught abs on the way to message his balls. I buckle from the feeling and continue to suck him. He reaches through my robe, under my teddy and plays with my tits. He starts to roll my erect nipples and I quake. I prop myself up with my hands along side of legs so he can play with me better. He happily gets the gesture and keeps playing with them. As I am sucking on this man to the point will he will be cumming soon, I start to wonder what he paid for my services. As I have joked around and said I was easy in my youth, buy me a few drinks and give me a ride home, it never was more than that. When I have moaned in your ear “your wife is a whore” as you came it was just play time. Now there is a man is in our room with his pants around his ankles and his dick in my mouth, viewing me as a hooker. I am someone to get him off.

After I few more minutes of blowing him I quicken my pace. He lets go of my tits and drops his hands to my gloved hands and we lock them together. My dirty thoughts, the alcohol, the room and the fact that I haven’t cum today makes me horny. I continue to suck on his dick; my hands now traveling over his body and then down to pump his shaft as I run my lips over his dick. I want to make him cum. He asks me to stop but I don’t. He orders me again to stop the way you do when you don’t want me to. This time he yells at me “STOP” and I do. He pulls me up, kisses my lips, enters my mouth with his tongue and then tells me to reapply my lipstick. I reach for the tube of lipstick, apply it to my hungry for dick lips, close it up and try to kiss him again. He pulls away and pushes my head back to his cock. I eagerly comply with his motions. I work his dick with my lips and feel him get even harder than he had been. I know I’m good and his moans, shallow breathing and murmuring words of pleasure make me realize what I am about to do to him. As his hand rests against the back of my head and push it away and moan no. I continue to suck on his dick. His hands end up on my shoulders and I suck. I ask if I can take the blindfold off so I can look into his eyes when he cums and he says no. I don’t protest and go back to what I have been paid to do. I take his hands off my shoulders and hold them down as I continue my blow job.

As the grunts continue I hear “Oh God” “Oh fuck Christine here I cum.” With those words he cums in my mouth. As his dick keeps pulsating cum into my mouth I keep sucking on him to get more cum out of his dick into my greedy mouth. I slow down as he says he wants to see his cum in my mouth. It dawns on me that he did call me Christine before. He doesn’t even know my real name. I don’t even care at this point. I pull up and show it to him on my tongue. I hear him rummaging for something and I hear the sound of a shutter. He just took my picture. The women whose mouth he has paid to cum in just had her picture taken with the evidence in her mouth. I wonder if he took other pictures or a video of me for all to see. I keep posing for him. He tells me I can spit it out. I don’t. He tells me it’s OK but I still don’t. He guides his dick between my lips and plunges his cock to the back of my throat. I gag but he doesn’t care. He holds my head down and I swallow his cum. “Did you swallow?” he asks. I moan yes. He stands up, finishing getting undressed and tells me it’s my turn. He carefully helps me to my feet. I am dazed from what I just did as I get to my feet with his assistance and walk where he guides me. Feeling the effects of what I just did, all the wine I drank and learning to walk in 4inch stripper heels, I lean against him as he puts his arm around my waist. He sits me on the bed and offers me some wine. I drink it slowly as it mixes with and the remnants of his cum in my mouth. It tastes good and I finish it. I hear him pour a drink for himself. He drinks it down and he leans in, kissing my lips. The taste of scotch on his breathe is a turn on. He pulls my hair back making my head look up and lowers his face to my neck.

He gently starts kissing my neck again making me swoon. I wonder if you told him what I like or if he just picked up on it. I don’t really care because I am turned on by it. He lowers my robe and teddy, kneels in front of me and starts to suck on my tits. I run my hands through his hair. I am enjoying the feel of his mouth and the pawing of his hands over my chest. He gets me even hotter as he reaches down on to my pantyhose covered legs. The pantyhose you bought for me to have sex with a stranger in. He strokes my thighs until he is using his finger to get me off. “You seem to like this,” he purrs in my ear. “Time for you to cum” he whispers in my ear. He helps me to my feet and leads me back around the bed and lays me down. I here him walk to the other side of the bed and he lies next to me. We make out as he slides his hand over my body. He plays with my tits, rubs my gloved arms and finally back to my wanting pussy. My right arm goes under his body and rests on him as my left hand is over my head. He grabs my nylon covered wrist as his tongue stays in my mouth and his finger on my clit. He continues doing this to me and I beg him not to stop. Actually I beg him to make me cum. I offer my body to him again and again. “You can fuck me after I cum, you can fuck me after I cum,” I promise as he rubs me towards my long awaited orgasms. My lover repositions himself onto his knees next to me, enabling him to suck on my left breast while pleasuring me.

He reaches for my right hand and asks me to take the glove off. I eagerly do as asked, so wanting to please my customer. As I am nearing orgasm he takes my glove less hand and guides it to his dick. It is hard again and I stroke it. That is about all I can stand and the floodgates open. My toes tingle, my back arches and I start to cum. I go from a low moan to cursing out loud “fuck I’m cumming” and load moans of “OOOOOOOO” follow. It goes on for what feels like an eternity and I ask him to stop. He doesn’t respond. I am still cumming but want him to stop. Finally he slows the pace down and I come down from more orgasms. I am done. I let go of his cock and lie there spent. With all the wine I drank, the time I spent sucking him off followed by my mind shattering orgasms, I am barely awake. I can feel him looking at me, a mess on the bed I think. The mess he paid to do this to. The mess he paid to swallow his cum. I ask if I can take my left glove off and he says yes. He is holding my right hand, kissing it and I feel for the first time his wedding band. I just became the other women. The women he cheated on his wife with. He brings my left hand to his mouth to kiss.

I am barely awake as he starts to play with my engagement ring. I feel guilty for what I just did and may regret it in the morning but right now I cannot muster the strength to do it. As I start to fall asleep he reminds me that he gets to fuck me as I promised my date. I say soon. I drift to sleep knowing that I just made my clients dream come true. I hope you saw it too. I have made your fantasy come true. At this point it was fantasy come true.