Hey, Sophia here. It’s been a while since I have given an update on our situation here. Things have been pretty intense lately, and we have been trying a lot of new scenarios, which is always exciting. Sometimes my boyfriend (Alex) is there when I meet ppl, sometimes he stays home. So I guess there are more than a few spicy stories to tell from my side. Also, please be aware that I don’t have as much experience writing these down as Alex… Hope you’re still gonna like them tho. Also, please tell me if you liked this story and if you want me to write down some of the other naughty things I’ve done recently!
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Anyways, I have been getting more and more in touch with my submissive side recently, and there are a couple of fantasies that have popped up in my mind. Some of them, I was able to explore with my current bull Dylan, but others… Well, I’ve had this fantasy for a while now, that I would like to be treated like a hooker. I confessed this to both my BF and my bull and both seemed pretty intrigued, but it was also clear that just roleplaying this with them wouldn’t really scratch this particular itch for me. So Dylan had another idea… He wanted to set me up with a friend of his.
On the day of the meetup, I first made sure to tease my BF for a while. He looked SO desperate, trying to get some more details out of me. I jerked his dick through his pants, telling him that some stranger was about to buy my pussy… you guys should have seen the shock in his face! I told him to be a good cuck and lock himself in his little chastity cage. Then maybe, later, I would tell him all about it. Of course, he was a bit reluctant at first. But eventually, he gave in and locked his dick away. I took the key with me, wearing them as a necklace like usual. And then I teased his locked up dick a bit more, just to torture him.
Then, I allowed him to watch me get ready for the meetup. I decided to wear like the sluttiest outfit I could find in my wardrobe… a miniskirt, some fishnet tights and a crop top. When I saw myself in the mirror, I could almost not believe what I was doing. I was raised in a somewhat conservative household and even a couple of years back, I would NEVER have pictured myself going out like that. But it was empowering to look at my body and not feel like shit for showing so much skin so! This felt like I had come a long way!
Dylan had just texted me a time and place. It was more at the outskirts of the city, but not like a shady neighborhood. And it wouldn’t be dark for a few hours, so I felt pretty safe. Anyways, I took the bus to get there. Could have taken an uber, but I felt like I wanted ppl to stare at me a bit. Almost like they were humiliating me a bit, as if they knew exactly what I was up to!
Then I was at the place Dylan had mentioned, right next to a gas station. I was still more than 20 minutes early, so I had a bit of time to spare. My heart was pumping the entire time I was waiting there… whenever a car drove by, I could almost feel how I was being looked at. Ppl assuming that I was just a cheap hooker, trying to score a customer here.
When it was finally 4 p.m., a silver car drove up to me and lowered the window. Inside, there was a 20-something dude who smiled at me and asked me what I am doing here. I told him that I’m just waiting for someone… but he just asked, ‘how much for you to hop in?’
I looked at him nervously, asking myself whether I should really do this. But at the same time, I felt excited, willing to let go of my fear and go through with my fantasy. I felt myself getting wet when I told him: ‘Depends on what you want from me.’
‘How about 50 bucks and you let me do whatever I want to you for an hour?’ he asked.
I could feel my heart beating as I was getting more and more into it. ‘If you want me for an hour, you’d have to pay 200.’
He laughed at me and said: ‘Bitch, you’re not worth more than 50 bucks. Just be a good whore and take the offer. I don’t have all day.’
I felt degraded, but at the same time so, so horny. It was really putting me into my subspace, letting this man I had never met reduce me down to such a cheap price. I decided to accept my fate, opened the passenger door and sat down next to the stranger. ‘I knew that you’d come around’ he said as we took off.
We didn’t drive far. The car stopped just outside the city, right next to the forest. There were a couple of houses nearby, but I was decently sure that no one would accidentally see us here. He took his wallet and grabbed 50 bucks. As I was reaching for them, he withdrew them and said: ‘Not so fast… Get rid of that shirt first.’
Embarrassed, I took off my crop top, showing him the lacey bra I was wearing underneath. He reached forward and grabbed my breasts with one hand, while he laid another one on my thigh. I felt myself getting horny again and looked at the money he was holding. ‘If you want to have me, you need to pay me’ I said weakly.
He laughed, then he took the 50-dollar bill and crammed it into my bra. I felt both dirty and humiliated, but at the same time SO thrilled. The thought of my boyfriend sitting at home in his pathetic cage crossed my mind, all while I was whoring myself out to this stranger! He had just bought me for an hour, and the thought of having to submit to his every desire now was driving me absolutely crazy!
I let him play with my breasts for a moment, then I unbuckled his pants and slipped out his cock. He grabbed my hair and guided me down and a few seconds later I was sucking his semi-hard dick. It didn’t take long for him to get fully hard. He was slightly above average in size, but nothing too crazy. Still a bit bigger than my boyfriend tho… I gave him the sloppiest, sexiest blowjob I could, while looking him right in the eyes. He was moaning like a bitch and I felt how wet I was getting from knowing that I was the one who put him in this state. My mouth was nothing more than a fuckhole for this man and my pussy kept aching to be filled by him.
After a few minutes, he groaned ‘I’m close’ and I took him out of my mouth, jerking him off until he came in my face. Spurt after spurt hit me, a bit on my lips and cheeks and some of it even in my hair. I felt SO ready to be fucked by this guy, my pussy practically screaming at me that she needed to be filled. He was catching his breath and I reached into my purse to get a tissue and wipe away the cum from my face.
He got out of the car and opened one of the back doors, then told me to come there. He had bought me for an hour, so I followed. He told me to lie down in the back row of the car, which I happily did for him. Then his hands were all over my body, squeezing my breasts and fondling my thighs. Soon after, he ripped open my fishnets at the crotch and pushed aside my panties, to reveal my pulsating pussy lips. It was pretty clear how horny the entire situation had made me. While his hands were still rubbing my thighs, he lowered his mouth to my pussy and started licking. I gasped a bit, then reached for his head to guide him and meet my rhythm. He was not as eager as my BF is, but it was a welcome change of pace for me. I suspected that he mostly went down on me because he needed a bit of time to get hard again. It wasn’t mind-blowing or anything, but he kept licking for a couple of minutes and it felt good. Eventually, he was ready to go again, his cock stiff and ready to fill me up. God, I needed that so badly at this moment…
‘Wait a second…’ I said, trying to catch my breath, looking at him towering over me. ‘My boyfriend says you should wear a condom.’
‘Well, your boyfriend’s not here and I paid you for an hour… so what’s it gonna be?’ He was rubbing his hard cock on the outside of my pussy, making me really feel that I needed to be filled up.
‘Oh fffuuuckkk…’ I groaned, imagining this stranger taking me raw. Feeling his unprotected cock fuck me like the cheap whore that I was.
‘Come on, bitch’, he said, ‘I don’t have all day.’
I kept rubbing myself against his cock, trying to withstand the temptation. I knew it was risky. Maybe Alex would be mad at me. But somehow, that made me crave it even more. ‘Fffuckk… Alright… You’re right… Please, I need you to fuck me raw…’
He didn’t need more of an invitation than that. He pushed his unprotected cock into my pussy, stretching me out as he entered me. It felt so good to give in to him, the tingling sensation inside me finally subsiding to the warm feeling of a man filling me up. I could feel his cock deeper and deeper inside me with every push and I begged him to fuck me. It was driving me wild that I was letting this stranger have me raw, while my boyfriend was only allowed to fuck me with a rubber for over a year now. I was thinking about how he was sitting at home, locked in his cage, probably desperate to know what I was doing here.
The stranger was picking up the pace, flipping me over so he could fuck me doggystyle. I was bent over, pushing myself against every one of his thrusts, lost in my submissive subspace. I was a cheap whore for this man, nothing more than a transaction. A cumdump he had picked up at a gas station. A cheating whore who was getting off on cheating on her boyfriend. The stranger grabbed my hips to fuck me even harder and ripped a bigger hole into my tights.
He fucked me in different positions for a good 20 minutes. At that point, I could feel that he was close to cumming again, which brought me closer to an orgasm of my own. I felt this warm sensation in my pussy that told me I was getting close. I knew that I needed to push him over the edge now. ‘Fffucckk’ I screamed. ‘I need you to fill me up… Pleeeaaaseee…’
He was clearly out of breath, but managed to mumble: ‘You want me to cum? You stupid, dirty whore.’
‘Yeeeessss!!!’ I shouted. ‘I need your cum… Oh fuckkk… I shouldn’t…’
He clearly liked that and turned up the pace. He had a good rhythm now, and I was fingering my pulsating clit to edge myself closer and closer. He groaned: ‘I thought your boyfriend doesn’t want me to… cum inside you, bitch…’
‘He doesn’t matter! You bought me… fffuuuckkk… I am yours, not his… Please, FUCK ME! Make me yours… Fill me up…’
I think this drove him over the edge. He stopped fucking me and I could feel his cock pulsating inside me. Big spurts of his cum were flooding me… omg, he was DEFINITELY a heavy cummer. The sensation flooded over me and I rubbed myself over the edge, feeling wave after wave of an orgasm hitting over my body. It was almost as if I was milking him, my cervix being hit with shot after shot of his load.
When it was over, I readjusted my panties and stepped to the passenger seat. The stranger drove me back to the gas station and we said goodbye. I took the next bus and definitely got a few stares this time. The feminist in me felt weirdly proud of this slutty walk of shame in the middle of the daylight.
When I arrived home, my BF was already waiting for me. I was still horny as fuck from the experience, so I knew I needed more from him. ‘How was it?’ he asked timidly. I kissed him passionately and led him to our bedroom. I guided his head to my pussy and he started peeling off my fishnets and my panties.
‘Babe!’ he exclaimed when he saw the mess that the stranger had left him. ‘What the fuck… I thought we had said you’d use a rubber this time!’
‘Oh shut the fuck up’, I said and pressed his lips against my pussy, making him lick up the rest of the cum that was still flooding out of me. He hesitated at first, but eventually gave in. It felt relaxing, but… I felt that I needed more after a few minutes. So I pushed him away and reached for my necklace. ‘I guess you deserve a reward for not getting mad at me’, I said teasingly. Then I opened up his cage and released his dick, which immediately got hard. ‘Do you feel like that would be enough?’
He had turned red, leaving his head hanging in humiliation. He looked so cute, when he was subby! ‘I guess…’ he muttered.
‘Do you want to fuck me?’ I asked, stroking his cock.
His answer came without hesitation: ‘Fuck yes!’
He looked at my creamy pussy and leaned forward, but I pushed him away. ‘Rules are rules, my sweet boy… go get a condom.’
‘Seriously?’ he shouted. ‘After you let this stranger fuck you raw, you’re gonna make ME wear one?’
‘Do you want to fuck me or not?’ I said calmly, the powerful feeling of knowing exactly which strings I had to pull with him making me more and more horny. He looked like he was about to reply something but stopped himself. Then he sighed. Defeated, he grabbed a condom from the nightstand and unrolled it, wrapping himself up. I knew that I had won. ‘Good boy’ I said as he pushed himself inside me, filling me up for the second time today.
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