ALL THINGS DIRTY

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“Wrong Has Never Been So Right”

Survival.

It’s all about the next dollar.

It started out as a job, but has morphed into an addiction.

Money flows and life is good.

Women respond to my mere presence, begging for one more taste.

I was the King, on top of the world.

It was all a game and I expected nothing less than being crowned the champion.

Then she waltzed into the club.

And everything became dirty.

Chapter 1
Zane

Her smell is sweet. The sweat pours off me as I pleasure her one pounding motion at a time. Her dark brown curls glide up and down her leather backseat. Her need grows by bounds as she locks her ankles low, right above my ass cheeks.

I fuck for a living. It’s my job, but with this client I actually enjoy it, finding it hard not to relish in my release before hers. But like a well-trained dog, I know the routine and what my glorious reward will be.

She’ll suck my cock clean, lapping up any evidence of our out of control, carnal sex. Shelia devours each drop of my cum when she wraps her lips around my thick cock claiming it’s the sweetest candy on Earth. And like I said, this is my job and I’m the best at it. The perks aren’t half shabby either.

I pull out quickly knowing between the mixtures of her moans and our sweat slicked bodies that I won’t last much longer. Shelia pays me two thousand each night I’m with her and it’s always on her terms. Tonight the backseat of her BMW with strict instructions on fucking, making her squirt, and being rough as hell on her. She made it clear that she wants every single muscle in her body to ache tomorrow, reminding her of how well I fucked her. Her body is primed and ready for my magic.

I know this is her favorite part and the tip will be good once I have her screaming and releasing all over my hand. The back of the car is cramped, but I put one knee on the floor and keep the other pressed against her bent leg. Sheila’s wet when I begin moving two fingers in and out of her.

Her hips become needier as they buck up and down finding the rhythm with my now wet two fingers. My thumb curves around her sensitive bud, strumming her like a well-played guitar.

My cock bobs up and down, rubbing the smooth interior of the car. I fight like hell to hold back and not be greedy.

“Zane.”

My name rolls off her tongue in an erotic melody, making it nearly impossible not to blow my load all over her backseat.

I make quick work and curl my fingers, ensuring I hit the spot and it only takes seconds before Sheila’s taut nerve bundles melt under my touch, bathing my hands in her own release.

Her body goes limp into the backseat with her wild brown curls masking her face that’s highlighted by the full moon.

“Jesus Zane, you are going to be the death of me.”

Each of her words flow from her with satisfaction. Sheila reaches down between her own legs and begins gently stroking herself, pulling each erotic pulse from her body.

Sheila sits up slightly, perched on one elbow while still strumming herself. Her flushed cheeks signal me that she’s not done yet. My cock aches, longing for lips to wrap tightly around it. I ache for fistfuls of her hair forcing her faster and harder down to the base of my cock.

“Patience, Zane, I can read your thoughts as if you were yelling them out.” Sheila moans lightly between words, picking up speed with her hand. “I want you to take me out of the car, bend me over and fuck my ass on the hood.”

I groan out loud with just the thought of being inside her tight ass. We’ve only done that a few times and it was fucking heaven.

“And if you’re a good boy, I’ll let you sleep over, and I’ll suck you off in the morning and send you home.”

My cock drilling her tight ass, her lips around it in the morning, but all I hear and comprehend in this moment is overtime, baby. Sleepovers equal overtime as in Benjamins and lots of them. Do fucking re mi. Sheila is a rare exception; I’ll fuck her over and over because she makes it worth my time. Happy cock and full wallet…life doesn’t get much better.

I push open the door and stand out in the dark alleyway; it only takes one tug on the back of Sheila’s head until she’s slid all the way to the edge of the seat. She wants to be sore in the morning and wants it rough, I’ll fucking fulfill that need.

“Suck my cock first,” I grit out between clenched teeth. I don’t give her the chance to respond before both of my hands are twined in her hair and forcing her to take all of me. Her tongue dances on the underside of my cock as she takes me. When the tip of my dick hits the back of her throat, I have to pull all the way out, causing an echoing popping sound as her lips part.

And this is where she’s going to get it rough and treated like an average whore. It’s not my choice, but her demand and money talks! I don’t give her the option of asking any questions as I rip her from the car and press her against the cold, black metal of her BMW until her fake tits are smashed and my fingertips dig into the flesh of her hips.

My cock bobs one time at her entrance and I don’t waste time getting her ready and playing with her. Instead, I sink balls deep into that sweet little ass of hers. Her cries into the night are my indicator that I’m doing my job. She’ll feel me in the morning. I pump hard and fast into her, relishing each movement, but remain controlled knowing I don’t get my release until she says.

I watch her wedge her greedy little hand between her front and the car. She begins screaming as her fingers dive in and out of her. I know she’s testing me, but I won’t fail. I need her more than just satisfying my cock, I need the money.

Beads of sweat waterfall down onto her back as I drive in and out of her.

“Zane, oh my God, Zane!” Sheila screams between her moans. “Fucking cum, baby. Cover me in you.”

Two more punishing pumps and I pull out of her, gripping my cock in my hand, guiding my hot release all over her back. She melts under my touch, falling back against my chest, mixing everything we’ve shared.

And all I know that’s certain in life is that my dick will be sucked in the morning and I’ll be 5K richer.

 

Love,

HJB