Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an57834@anon.penet.fi (The Hemlock Milkshake) Subject: Walk the Walk Date: Sun, 14 Aug 1994 02:09:05 UTC Walk the Walk I like the young ones the best. Nervous. Embarrassed. Afraid to make the first move. Afraid to call their mom for bail when they get busted for soliciting. MM MM. Nice boys. Not the kind that come 'round here. "Hey Baby ! You lookin for a good time?" I am a good time, and I look it. I know for a fact men dream about my tits. After they get over them, they usually notice the rest of my bod. Usually because I don't wear much at work. My garters hang two inches below my tight skirt, clasping the fishnet that hugs my legs. My long red hair hangs down to my ass, another feature that helps me advertise. He doesn't say anything back, but he stops walking too. Nice looking young man. Swimmer I think. Probably a nice butt hidden by his baggy jeans. Inside I chuckle a little at the bulge in the front of his jeans. He doesn't have to tell me he's looking for a good time. "You wanna _come_ someplace with me, Handsome?" I rub tits imprisoned by bustier against his arm while I enquire about his plans for the evening. Our discussions are of a personal yet businesslike manner, and I see the front of his jeans stretch as he finds out just how much happiness money can buy. In his car, my hands play over the denim concealing his erection. "Why don't you pay me now. Then, as soon as we get into my room we can....". A little squeeze finishes my sentence for me. He isn't so shy in the hotel room. His clothes are off before mine, his hand on my shoulder guiding me to my knees. "Mmmmm. This is a nice cock. What do you want?" I see in his eyes as he looks down on me. My face swoops forwards, and I gulp his cock. He groans at my sudden swallowing, and his knees have almost recovered when I begin to bob my head up and down, slurping and sucking at his cockhead. A trail of precum follow my mouth back as I pull away from him. "Is that it? You wanna fuck my mouth, don't you. Put your cock between my lips and make me suck it. Mmmm. I love sucking you cock. Do you want me to?" His hand on the back of my head answers. Again I swallow him whole, roughly gulping his cock. He tastes of sweat, sex and youth, moaning as I pull at him with my lips and tongue. I increase the pace of the blowjob, urging him to come, mmming and groaning around his cock as I slobber on him. The hand on the back of my head tenses, and the mouth-fucking truly begins. I swallow his thrusts five, six times and then his orgasm begins. My nose is crushed against his thick mat of crotch hair as he pours his come down my throat, as I noisily slurp his come, draining him.