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.