Chapter 8: Through the Window

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Stephanie lives at number 42 with her husband Rob.

Read all of Stephanie's stories here.

Stephanie is a mother in her early thirties but she still dresses like this...

Stephanie's husband Rob has told me several times how little sex he has with her but Stephanie sent me a letter telling me about how she fucked two workmen on a building site in broad daylight. She also showed me her beautiful cunt through her nylon sheer panties.

She is the biggest cock tease I've ever met and I'm not quite sure what she is playing at.

About a week ago another letter was pushed through my letterbox. I recognised Stephanie's handwriting straight away.

The letter said, "I want to talk to you about 'cunt'. I love the word 'cunt'. I love the way it sounds. It is the dirtiest of all the words. I love how your face looked when I showed you my cunt. I want to whisper the word cunt in your ear.

I don't just love the word 'cunt', I love cunt itself. Last week I was visiting an old friend of the family. She is a big fat red headed woman in her fifties with massive E-cup titties. We got to talking about sex and I asked her if she had ever had her cunt licked by a woman. She said she hadn't and I told her that only a woman truly knows how to eat another girl's snatch.

Before I knew it this big truck of a woman was sitting on my face grinding her hairy pussy down hard onto my mouth. I couldn't fucking breathe and she rubbed herself up and down my face until she came hard on me. I had cunt juice all over my chin and lips. I just  wish someone like you had been there as well so I could have had some fresh jizz on my face as well.

I'm a dyke and a whore. I love cock and cunt in equal measures. Come by my house at 2 o'clock today and I'll show you something my husband never sees."

She didn't sign it. She knew I knew who she was.

At five to two I left my house and walked down to Stephanie's. As I walked up to her house I saw Stephanie pulling up her tight red t-shirt.

Stephanie has small but perfect tits. Stephanie has a big round ass and long pretty legs. She was the sort of girl who could win your heart as well as your cock if you weren't careful.

Stephanie was naked except for her black knee length socks and her sweet retro heels. She knew how to make me super hard. I love a girl who knows how to wear classy heels and hosiery. She didn't look out of the window but she must have know I was there. 

She lay on her white leather sofa stroking her body. She loved loved touching herself and she loved letting me see.

Then I realised someone else someone else was in the room with her. There, crawling along the floor like a teenage pornstar, was Cate.

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Cate was a student who lived at number 14. She'd once let me come on her stockings.

She was crawling across the floor to Stephanie in black patent leather heels and her white stockings. She had a small, slim, tight young body. She had perfect little tits.

Stephanie said something to Cate. Cate said something to Stephanie. I couldn't hear what they were saying through the window. I thought I heard the word 'cunt'. I probably did.

Stephanie writhed around on the sofa like she was performing in a peep show. Cate got right in front of Stephanie and arched her back so her arse was high in the air. You'd be a fool to not guess what happened next.

Stephanie opened her legs wide and put her hand on the back of Cate's head and guided her mouth to her pussy.

Cate lapped at Stephanie's pussy like a thirsty pussy cat. She licked at Steph's folds in long soft strokes. She reached behind herself and touched her own pussy as she ate the older woman's cunt.

I could hear Stephanie start to moan softly through the window. Stephanie kept her hand on the back of  Cate's head and pulled her in closer so Cate's face was buried between her legs. I pressed my face up close to the glass to hear but all I could make out was Stephanie's soft moans.

Cate reached further round behind her and started to touch her precious little ass-hole.

Sometimes a cunt can get so wet. When Cate finally came up for air she had pussy juice dripping from her lips and chin.

She looked fucking beautiful.

I was hard as a rock. I was watching a beautiful young student eat out the cunt of the hot wife of one of my best friends. Delicious, vag juice glistened all over Cate's pretty young face. Stephanie had her legs as wide as they would go.

Then Cate saw me looking through the window. She shouted something. Stephanie saw me too. 

"You fucking pervert get the fuck away from my window."

Stephanie came up to the window, shouted "Fuck off!" and then pulled the curtains shut, but not before I got a good look at her magnificent body.

I don't know what Stephanie was was doing; sending dirty letters to her husband's friend, getting young students to lick her cunt and teasing my cock and balls until they were fit to explode.

But I fucking loved it.

Chapter 7: Eat My Black Ass

Reese lives at number 29 Red Lion Street with her husband Chris.

You can read all of Reese's stories here.

We went for a drink after work at the Red Lion Pub. Reese is a real beauty with a big curvy frame and massive tits and ass. She is how you dreamt women would look when you were ten.

Reese drank red wine and I drank ale. One drink lead to another. Reese talked about her husband Chris and how he didn't pay attention to her. 

A week earlier I had fucked Eloise, the prostitute who lives on Red Lion Street. Eloise told me that Chris had also paid to have sex with her. I knew no matter how drunk I got I could never tell Reese.

We ordered another bottle of wine. Reese was getting drunk. She told me how her husband Chris had the biggest dick she'd ever had and that no-one could root her like he did. However she also told me that Chris was away and that I should go back to her place for more drinks.

This woman was sending me mixed signals. Reese and I staggered back to her place. I would have followed her anywhere. She was a perfect woman. I remember drinking vodka with Reese on her sofa and I remember her giggling and being flirtatious. I remember staring at her tremendous rack and thinking how I would love to bury my face in between her beautiful brown boobs.

I must have passed out.

The next thing I knew it was morning and there I was on Reese's sofa.

Reese came in, all bright and breezy. She was dressed for work in a tight top and skirt and black leather boots. She towered above me. Her tits could start a war.

"Morning," said Reese. "I bought you a cup of coffee."

"You're an angel," I said. My head was splitting. Last night I was certain I was about to shag this Amazonian but like an old fool I must have passed out. And now here she was towering above me like a goddess.

"I think we had too much to drink last night," said Reese.

"Yes, I'm really sorry about staying over."

"It's no trouble. Listen, I've really got to dash off for work in the next five or ten minutes so I'm in a bit of a hurry but I wondered if you could just do me one quick favour before you leave?"

"Sure," I said, sipping my coffee. "Anything."

"Well, I wondered, would you mind terribly if...if...well, would you mind eating out my big, fat, black arse?"

"What?"

"I'm sorry to ask," continued Reese in a matter of fact tone. "But I woke up this morning as horny as a dog on heat and I just really need someone to run their tongue around my rim, maybe stick in and out a few times. Just really give my tight little butt hole a good going over before I leave the house. Would that be ok?"

"That would be fine, absolutely fine."

"Don't move, you don't have to move. I'll just sit on your face right there if it's all the same."

"That's absolutely ok with me," I said.

Reese crouched down beside the sofa and hitched her skirt up. She wasn't wearing any panties. You didn't think she would be, did you? She put her hand between her legs and started toying with her neat, shaven pussy.

"So you don't mind eating out a girl's arse-hole then?" asked Reese. "Is that something you like to do?"

"I adore it," I said. "I love to get behind a girl and really explore their crack. The bigger the better, it makes me as hard as a diamond."

"My arse is big, fat and round. You've never eaten an arse like mine. I love to push down hard on a man's face so they're deep inside my chocolate crack."

"And I love it when a built woman like you pushes down hard on me and uses me like a piece of meat for her own satisfaction. Sit on my face whenever you like. I'll eat you like I've been starved for a week."

Reese was still crouching beside me. She had two fingers inside her cunt. Her nipples were getting hard and poking through her tight, white top. I thought of her husband Chris and how he would hate it if he knew I was going to eat out his wife's arse. But then I thought about him fucking Eloise. Horses for courses.

"Man, I'm so ready for you white boy," said Reese. "You're going to lick it. You're going to lick it good."

Reese hoisted her frame over me and pulled her skirt up high so I could see her round brown butt cheeks in all their glory.

As Reese slowly lowered herself down towards me I could smell her sweet musky scent.

"You can smell my arse can't you?" said Reese.

"It smells of roses, how could you tell?" I asked.

"I noticed your dick getting hard under your jeans."

My dick was hard. It was straining at my pants and jeans. I wanted to get it out and wank myself but I knew this wasn't about me. This was all about Reese and what she wanted. Her cunt and anus were so close to my face now. I love the smell of a woman's cunt and anus. I really do.

Resse pulled her giant globes apart so I could see her precious little back hole. I strained my neck forward and ran my tongue around the edge of her rim. She tasted delicious.

"Oh, oh that's it white boy." gasped Reese. "Lick this black mama's shit hole. Lick it good. Lick me clean."

I ran my tongue round and round the edge of her hole. Her arse-hole twitched and opened a little.

"Oh mother fucking fuck, you know I fucking love it like that. Lick my fucking dirt box."

She lowered herself down. Her cheeks were on my face. I slipped my tongue inside her shit hole. She squealed like a little girl on Christmas day. I pushed my tongue up inside her and she cried out, "I fucking love having my big fat arse played with. I love having someone lick out my anus and I love having my butt fucked. I love being fucked up the arse!"

I didn't dare dream that I might get to fuck Reese's ass. She only asked me to eat her out. I could speak anyway. Reese push her self down on my face, hard.

I couldn't breath. Reese's massive butt covered my face completely. I licked and chewed at her cunt and ass as she rubbed herself back and forwards. She was pretty heavy as she pushed down on me. She was using me as a fuck toy. She was unconcerned with my comfort or how I feel. She was only concerned with her own pleasure.

"FUCKING EAT MY ARSE, EAT MY CUNT EAT MY FUCKING ARSE YOU FUCKING STUPID PIECE OF FUCK MEAT!!" she shouted. She thrust her sopping wet cunt against my chin and I managed to get my tongue inside her sweet, sweet anus again.

"FUCK! YES! FUCK! OH! OH! OH! FUCK! YES THAT'S IT! RIGHT THERE! THAT'S IT RIGHT FUCKING THERE!"

Reese's whole body shook and trembled as she came hard onto my face. It felt fucking beautiful.

I let go too. Without touching myself I managed to explode inside my jeans.

Reese lifted herself off of me. Her cunt and arse glistened with cunt juice and saliva.

My face reeked of black girl arse and cunt.

"Thank you," said Reese.

"You are fucking amazing," I said.

"I need to go to work, get the fuck out of my house."

I love living on this street.

Chapter 6: A Hot August Night

Hannah lives at number 37 Red Lion Street with her parents Pete and Brenda.

Hannah is a 20 year old blonde with smooth, unbroken, porcelain skin.

She's too young for this shit.

A month or two back on a hot august night I was driving my car back into Red Lion Street when I saw Hannah walking down the middle of the street.

She had the shortest skirt on with high heels. She strode down the street like she owned it. She was maybe a little drunk. I wanted to check she was ok. I pulled the car alongside her and opened the window.

"Hannah, are you ok?" I asked.

"I'm fine," said Hannah. "In fact I've had fantastic night but I don't want to go home yet. Do you want to take me for a drive?"

It was a strange request for a 19 year old to make to a 40 year old man. Her parents were my friends. I wanted her to get home safe and I felt she needed to sober up.

"Where do you want to go?" I asked.

"Take me to the back fields."

The back fields lay just behind Red Lion Street. There is a small car park there, where teenagers meet for illicit rendezvous. Hannah got in the car. She complained at how hot it was. It only took us a few minutes to drive around to the back fields.

After I parked I turned to see she had undone her blouse. Hannah wasn't wearing a bra, she didn't need to. Her body still retained the supple tautness of her teenage years.

"I'm sorry, I was hot," said Hannah. "Besides, I'm sure you've seen it all before."

This was turning into a situation. "Hannah, this is not cool. I'm friends with your parents. I think we should just let you sober up and then I should take you home."

"I'm not drunk, I promise you. Just happy."

I could see one of her smooth young titties. I had terror in my heart and a twitch in my pants. 'Do the right thing,' I told myself.

"Where have you been tonight anyway?" I asked.

"The Red Room," said Hannah. The Red Room was a sorry excuse for a night club in a room above the pub at the end of Red Lion Street. I'd never been but often the pounding bass would keep me awake at night.

"I go there on my own quite often to dance. I actually love to go out dancing on my own. It makes me feel free and alive. I love to dress sexy, a little slutty even. Sometimes when it's crowded I like to rub my bum up against the ugly teenage boys and their stubby little cocks."

"Jesus, Hannah, you should be more careful."

"I know what you're thinking but I'm not a slut. I don't sleep around or pick men up. Don't tell my Mum and Dad. I just fantasiseof being some kind of temptress. Although I must admit; tonight I was naughtier than I'd ever been."

"I need more space. I'm getting in the back seat," said Hannah.

"No, Hannah, No. This has to stop."

She wasn't listening. She was already in the back seat. Hannah had always been kooky and eccentric but this was odd behaviour. She didn't seem drunk but it seemed crazy that she might be trying seduce me. I'm 40 years old and she is my friends' daughter.

"Tonight I let a boy find out that I wasn't wearing any panties," said Hannah.

"Why aren't you wearing panties?" I asked.

"It's a hot night. Why the fuck should I?"

"What happened?" She was winning. I was being sucked into this.

"There was this boy at the club who kept looking at me in my short skirt and heels. He was ugly and brutish looking. Not the sort of guy I would ever go with but that made it even more exciting. I wanted to toy with this thick thug."

I turned and looked into the back of the car. Hannah had her shirt open. Her firm, nubile tits were nearly out. She had pulled her skirt up. She had the neatest, prettiest shaven pussy I had ever seen. She was starting to finger herself.

"I walked past him a couple of times," continued Hannah. "I swung my arse and stuck my tits out. He couldn't take his eyes off of me. He kept laughing and talking to his mates. He was probably telling them that I was a slut and that he would like to fuck me. I walked past and made sure my butt rubbed against his crotch. I felt his hard little cock. The second time I brushed against him, he couldn't contain himself and slapped my arse. I said 'Take your hands off of me you fucking cunt.' He said, 'You fucking want it, you know you do.' I danced a while longer and then brushed against him a third time. This time he thrust his hand up my skirt. He found my bare wet pussy and grabbed it there and then in the middle of the night club. He was shocked. I was shocked. I slapped him round the face and left the club."

"Jesus Christ Hannah," I said. "You have to be more careful."

"I'm getting out of the car," said Hannah.

I got out of the car too. She was standing there with her shirt undone and her skirt hitched up above her cunt. She looked like a common, street slut. She was laughing.

"Hannah, this has to stop," I said. "Anyone can see you, like this. Do you shirt up, pull your skirt down. Let me take you home."

"I'm so sorry," said Hannah. "I can't help myself sometimes. I get this craving in my cunt and my tits start to tingle. Sometimes I want to be bad so much. I just can't stop thinking of that arsehole grabbing my pussy in the middle of that nightclub. Part of me wanted him to fuck me there and then in the middle of the night club, with everybody watching."

"Why are you like this?" I asked.

"I don't know. I just want to. I want to do the wrong thing, the worst thing I can think of. I want to be bad. Right now, right here. I'm going to play with myself right here, right now."

Hannah got down on the cold pavement by the side of the car. She got her legs open wide. She slipped two fingers inside herself and started giving herself pleasure.

Have you ever seen a 20 year old girl fingering herself in public car park on the dirty ground where anyone can see? I hadn't either until this night. I looked around. There was nobody else around. Just me and this filthy, desperate horny girl. My dick was hard. I had to decide whether to do the right thing or not.

"Look at me, watch me," said Hannah. "Watch me fuck myself on the cold hard ground. I love you watching me. I want a total stranger to find me here, fucking myself on the floor with a dirty old fuck wanking over me."

"I'm not wanking myself," I said.

"I can see your dick is hard. Take it out, don't be ashamed. Wank yourself, wank yourself, do it, do it."

"I want to, believe me but..."

"I won't tell anyone," said Hannah. "I want to watch a forty year old man wanking over me."

I fell off the edge. I crossed the line. I took my dick out. I started jerking myself.

"You're big," said Hannah. "I knew you would be. Wank yourself. Wank yourself good and quick."

"Make yourself cum you dirty slut," I grunted.

"I am, I am. I'm cumming right now. I'm cumming right now in front of you. I want to be the baddest. I want to do the dirtiest thing I can think of. What's the dirtiest thing you can think of?"

"Coming over your pretty, little face," I said. "The filthiest thing I can think of is me shooting jizz over your pretty young face."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Is that a yes?" I cried

"Yes, yes, yes, yes. Come on me. Come on me now. Please, please, please come on me. Come all over me. Come on me now. Cover me  in cum, you filthy, dirty old man."

"FUCK!" My cock spat out a hug shower of gloopy spunk on Hannah's gorgeous, beautiful face. Jizz went all over her red lips and her cheek and ran onto the pavement.

"You fucking, filthy old fucker," cried Hannah.

"You dirty, little slut," I cried.

"Take me home," said Hannah.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 5: Apple and Cream

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Valerie is a prick tease who lives at number 28.

She is a dirty fucker who won't let me fuck her.

She has been making my dick hard for 25 years now and loves how this drives me insane.

You can find all of Valerie's stories here.

Last week Val sucked me off and let me come on her white cotton blouse but we still didn't screw. I decided to phone her.

Valerie picked up. "When are we going to fuck?" I asked.

"I told you, when you're older," said Valerie. "But listen, I just had an idea. I was just sitting here, playing with my pussy and I thought how nice it would be to have some guy walk into my house and have him ejaculate all over my tight 50 year old arse."

I had to check what she just said, "You don't want me to fuck you up the arse? You just want to shoot my jizz over your butt cheeks and shit crack?"

"I don't want you to even touch me. I just want to get on my hands and knees with my pantyhouse pulled down my thighs and feel some fresh seed splashing against my rear."

"I'm coming over right now."

"Be quick," said Valerie.

I was quick I ran to her house. The front door was open a little. I stepped inside.

She had her back to me. Her neat grey skirt was already hitched up around her waist and she was easing her bright red nylons down around get fantastic arse.

Valerie was wearing smart, black, patent leather heels with ankle straps. You might as well get used to the fact that all of the women on Red Lion Street fuck in good looking shoes. It's just how they are.

Valerie is 50 years old but looks fucking amazing, honestly. Her body is still trim and tight and she has a mind like a sewer. I would choose her over most 20 year olds.

"You look amazing," I said. "My balls ache to explode every time you walk past my window."

"What do you think of my arse?" asked Valerie.

"It's smooth and round like an apple. Are you sure you don't want me to just fuck the hell out of your shit hole? Make you writhe and scream and dump a big, load of man-fat in your backside?"

"One day, when you're older I may let you fuck me up my arse but today I don't want you to touch me. Just spray me with your filthy junk."

Valerie was down on the floor now. She had her legs as wide as they would go and her ass high up in the air. Her pantyhose were pulled down just below her arse and stretched tight.

"I don't understand what you get out of this?" I asked.

"Oh believe me I get plenty out of this," said Valerie. "I love making you foolish men do what ever I want. I love to deny myself whilst you wank and explode in front of me. After you've gone I will finger fuck myself all day long thinking about what a slut I've been. I will have more fun than I ever would with a man. Your jizz will be drying on my ass whilst I put my fingers in my twat and shit hole. I will feel so powerful."

I was as hard as a diamond. I was wanking myself off. I could shoot at any time.

"Show me," I pleaded. "Show me how you play with yourself and I'll shower your arse in cum and leave you alone I promise."

Valerie put her hand between her legs and slipped two long fingers inside her soft wet slit. "I can put three or four fingers inside my cunny but two is best. It feels right. I can make myself come easily like this."

"And your arse? How do you fuck your own arse?"

With her fingers still in her pussy, Val reached round with other hand and inserted one long digit into her tiny back hole. "I can't lie, my anus has been fucked by giant dicks and massive dildos but one of my own fingers is perfect. It doesn't hurt and I can tease the rim of my tight little rosebud until I come like a freight train. Oh, oh don't let me come, please. Shoot all over me soon. Please, please."

Valerie was finger fucking her arse and cunt ever so gently. She was breaking her own rules. She wasn't denying herself. I was at that beautiful point where the slightest touch or thought would make me pop. It's a fantastic feeling when you're on the edge of an orgasm.

Valerie was on the brink too, she wanted to come too but I knew she wouldn't let herself.

"Fucking come on my ass, please!" cried Valerie. "Treat me like a thirteen year old's spunk blanket!"

"Where do you want it?"

"I want spunk on my arse cheeks. I want your dirty, fucking junk running down my back crack. I want your jizz oozing down my legs and ruining my tights! Cream on me!"

One tug on my dick and I was gone; five perfect blasts of baby batter rained down onto Valerie.

Valerie got her wish; spunk on her arse cheeks, dirty junk running down her back crack and jizz dripping from her arse and ruing her tights.

"You dirty fucking fuck!" I said.

"Get the fuck out of my house," said Valerie.

As I left I saw Valerie working her finger back into her arse-hole.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 4: There's No Shame In It

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Eloise lives at number 45. She works as prostitute.

No I'm being serious. You can pay to have sex with her, honestly, anyone can.

You can read all of Eloise's stories here.

I watch her door from my window. I see men come and go late at night.

I see her dressed in skirts too short for a woman in her forties.

Last Thursday I knocked on her door and she answered.

I stammered and stuttered, "Are you? I...I...mean...d..do..you..."

"I think you'd better come in," said Eloise.

I stepped inside her house. Eloise was tall and big boned, she was what you might call a handsome woman. She had a bold, raw sexuality. She had a massive, fuckable arse and huge natural tits. She had strong long, legs that could clamp you tight and never let you go.

She was dressed in a tight long dress and was teetering on four inch black patent heels.

I stood there nervously.

"I know you," said Eloise. "You live on this street don't you?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Do you know what I do?" she asked.

"I...I think so. I th..th..think I might. You're a whore, right?"

"Well, yes, you could say that. I prefer not to but sometimes people call me a whore and sometimes, on certain days, I enjoy it."

I could tell she was enjoying my nervousness, which in turn made me less nervous.

"You fuck for money?"

"Yes, I fuck for money," said Eloise. "What of it?"

"I want to fuck you," I said. "I want to fuck you for money. I want to pay for sex."

"Do you need to? Do you need to pay for sex?"

"I'd like to think I don't HAVE to pay for sex, but I want to today. I want to fuck you and I want to pay you. The fact that I have paid for it makes it all the better. The fact that you might not enjoy it also makes it better. I want to fuck you quickly. I want to use you."

"Can you afford me?" asked Eloise. Her mouth was starting to crack into a smile. She had a filthy looking mouth. It was a big mouth that looked like it could fit two cocks inside it.

"I think I can afford you. How much does it cost to fuck you?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I want you to crouch down and take the full length of my dick in your mouth."

"Without a condom?" asked Eloise.

"Yes, I'm clean."

"£200. Anything else?"

"I want you to scoop your giant tits out, turn around and let me pound your cunt from behind."

"Without a condom?" asked Eloise.

"Yes. I want to shoot my jizz inside you. Ideally I'd like to see my spunk oozing out of your pussy lips."

"I'll let you fuck me without a condom but you can't come inside me. You'll have to pull out. This will cost you £500. I can give you an hour. Can you afford it?"

I gave Eloise the money in six fifty pound notes and said, "I'll be finished in ten minutes."

Eloise looked at the money. I'm pretty sure it's more than she usually got. She put it down and said, "Let's start. Drop you trousers."

I couldn't wait to get my dick inside her cocksucking gob. I undid my jeans and let them fall to the ground. My dick sprung out, huge and erect.

I have a big dick. I don't like to talk about it.

"It's ok," said Eloise. "It's not too bad. I know you think you're fucking huge but I've had bigger. Just last week I got fucked by Chris, the black man at number 29. He's dick is fucking unbelievable. I didn't think a man could hurt me any more but he really did."

>Eloise crouched down in front of me with her legs apart. I could see down her cleavage. I had thought her tits were natural, now I wasn't so sure.

"Are you're tits natural?" I asked.

"Oh yes," said Eloise. "Do you want to see?"

"I want you to scoop your tits out of your dress and bra but keep your clothes on," I said. "I love to fuck a half dressed woman."

"Whatever," said Eloise. "I really don't care."

Eloise stood up and pulled the black cotton of her dress apart to reveal a sturdy red bra. She eased the cups apart. Her massive boobs came out. They were beautiful and huge. They were real or very good fakes. She had gorgeous, large nipples. She massaged her right tit a little and threw her head back. She was doing her whore thing.

"You don't have to pretend you're enjoying it," I said.

"You really are a fucking cunt," said Eloise.

"You're a fucking cheap whore, shut up," I said.

"You are a useless tool who has to pay for sex," replied Eloise. "Women laugh at people like you."

"This is going to be fun."

"I know."

"My dick is fucking hard for you, you stupid slut."

"Stick it my whore mouth and let's get this over with."

Eloise got down in front of me. She placed her hands on my thighs and guided me in between her lips.

Some women know how to suck cocks and some don't. I don't know where they learn it from. Eloise didn't use her teeth and made her mouth feel like a tight, wet cunt and that's all you could ask for. She moved her head in and out. She knew the right speed for a face fucking.

She pulled her dress up her thighs and reached down and pulled her red panties apart. She a had a beautiful, bald snatch. She fingered herself a little as I continued to fuck her face. She made a moaning sound.

She might have been pretending. I couldn't tell. I didn't care.

She looked beautiful with her tits flopping out and my dick in her mouth.

"You filthy fucking whore," I said.

She took my cock out of her mouth and looked up at me. "You sad, sack of shit. I bet you've never had your cock sucked like this."

"I've had my cock sucked twice as well by girls half your age," I said to her. This was a lie. Eloise was giving me one of the best blow jobs I'd ever had and it's all I could do to stop myself blowing a huge wad in her face.

"Do you you want to stick it me? Do you? You fucking cunt? Do you want to see if you can fill me?"

Eloise and turned around pulled up her dress and put one leg up high. I could smell her cunt. It was wet.

"Your cunt is dripping," I said.

"I can't help it. I'm so wrong. I love being a whore. I love being paid for sex. It makes it better. This is more than a job to me."

Eloise still had her panties on, pulled to one side, her giant bangers were still swinging outside of her dress and bra. I gripped her hips and put my helmet in between her cunt lips.

"Oh," said Eloise.

"Oh," I said.

"I lied," said Eloise. "It is big enough. It's good. It feels good."

I slid inside her. She was surprisingly tight for a 40 year old prostitute. I slapped my balls against her ass cheek and started to build up a rhythm.

"That's it," she said. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Fuck me you fucking cunt. Fuck me properly."

"I'll fuck you how ever I want. I paid for this."

"Please don't come in me. Fuck me hard and long and please don't come in me."

"What are you?"

"I'm a slut."

"No what are you?"

"I'm a whore."

"Say it again."

"I'm a fucking whore and I love it. I don't care who knows it. Fuck me hard, pay me over and over again. Tell the whole world."

I was fucking her hard and fast. Her tits were banging together. She was looking back at me with gritted teeth.

"I'm going to come," I said.

"I haven't come yet! No don't. Carry on. Hold on."

"I'm going to come inside you."

"No please don't come inside me, please don't."

She said these words but kept rocking back and forth on my dick. She didn't know what she wanted.

I said "I want to see if I can make a 40 year old whore pregnant."

I let go. I shot several loads of my filthy spunk into her hot, wet, whore snatch.

I was still pumping. She shouted, "YOU FUCKING CUNT, CUNT, CUNT. YOU FUCKING CAME INSIDE ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD."

My cock was still pulsing a little as I pulled out; my jizz leaked out of her slit and dripped onto her carpet.

"You are a fucking cunt. You came inside me. I didn't even come. I fucking hate you."

"You did come," I said.

"Get out of my house," said Eloise. She didn't stand up. Spunk was still oozing from her cream pie.

I love living on this street.