The adventures of Holly Whore part one: Dirty John

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The adventures of Holly Whore part one: Dirty JohnIt was said that I was at the prime of my life, far from it. I was broke, single and lived with my mother in a rundown flat. In attempts to find a job I volunteered at my local charity shop, stacking shelves, using a till and sorting through other peoples junk, it helped passed my ever growing free time. One morning I was asked to help sort through some books in the warehouse. I naively assumed one or two boxes, but no, there was over twenty! To make matters worse I was working with dirty John. This was a name given to him by the other volunteers as we saw porno mags in his open backpack nicely displayed for all to see, and at times his personal hygiene was questionable. I walked over to the warehouse wondering what purpose i had in life. I was nineteen, jobless and had found out that although guys thought I was not ugly, they were only interested in me if they were dared or had lost a bet. I was a chubby girl around size 12. DD boobs and a peachy ass. I arrived at the warehouse and saw dirty John had already started sorting through the books, “let the day begin” I told myself.A few hours passed and we had gone through at least half of the boxes, we said very little to each other, only discussing the normal stuff: weather, news, weekend plans. Deep down I always spited John, he had a bit of money behind him from a house his parents left to him which he rented and a evening job in the sorting office. He owned his own place and lived alone so did not need to pay rent or anything he must have been around late forties early fifties . I was standing in the dusty and damp warehouse; John turned to me and said “have you had any luck finding a job then?” His voice was gruff and i could tell he didn’t really care. “No” I quickly replied. He nodded, “not thought about any other ways of getting money then?” What the hell did he mean? I asked myself. I did not reply. John then said “you türbanlı bartın escort know you could make some quick and easy money today” I turned to him. “How?” John smiled, “simple” he said “I will give you £15 if you give me a blow job” I couldn’t believe what he just said; I gasped and said “what!” He turned away from me placing down some old rags. “You said you needed money to me before, I have disposable income and at the end of the day if you sucked me for £15, fucked me for £50 that’s £65 already and if you were to say lick my ass hole then that would total £165 for what, 45 mins work.”I felt sick what the hell does he think I am? I glared at him and said “you must be joking” He faced me “suit yourself then, I just thought you might want to treat your mum to a nice dinner or a fancy gift as a thank you for everything she has done for you.” I looked down at the floor, mum has done loads for me, she works in two jobs just so we can pay the bills, always dose over time so I have a birthday present perhaps it would be a good idea, I mean he would not tell anyone and its £165. There were so many questions running through my mind, but I decided I had no choice. I turned to John and said “ok, I will do it, but I want £200 even” John laughed “200, you’re not even a pro” I snapped at him “ take it or leave it John!” He smiled, “ok sweetheart 200 it is” He walked over to me and I froze, he placed his hands on my sides then explored my body, rubbing my sides and chest going over my ass and feeling in-between my legs. “You fucked before?” he asked, “no” I replied. “His smile widened and he began to kiss me. My skin crawled as his stubble brushed against my skin, his hands dragging across my clothing as he moved in closer his BO and smelly breath filled my nostrils. “Get on your knees” he demanded, I knelt down and he unbuttoned his trousers taking out his small cock. “Suck it” türbanlı bartın escort bayan he said, I cringed as my lips wrapped around his hard cock, and his underwear was dirty and stank. I moved my head forward and back, moving my tongue around his tip and sides, he groaned with pleasure, “that’s right” he said clutching my head. He moved his other hand down my tank top and pulled my boobs out squeezing them and rubbing my soft nipples. After about five minutes he pushed my head away. He turned around lowered his trousers completely revealing his dirty and hairy ass. “Lick it” he said. I hesitated. “Lick it!” his tone grew stronger, I began to lick his cheeks feeling his hair against my tongue. “Now the crack” he said I began to brush my tongue up and down his long crack. “Yes, oh yes” he said. He was wanking himself, perhaps he will come I thought? He turned his head slightly and said “the hole slut, lick my hole!” I leant back and took a deep breath. Think of the money I said to myself as my tongue moved across his ass hole. I gagged a few times, as my tongue went inside. He continued wanking, and then stopped abruptly. He turned around, “stand up” he said lifting me as I did it. His mouth then wrapped around my nipples and his hands once again explored my body, this time going down my pants so he had full access to my fanny and ass he shoved his fingers inside me gasping with excitement. “Let’s take a look” he said with excitement and he yanked my jeans and pants down so I was stood cold and naked. “mmm” he said “let’s have a taste” he moved down and started to kiss and lick my fanny grasping my ass as he did it. He then stood up and turned me around. His hand pushed on my back so I leant forward. He began to rub his cock up and down my fanny before pushing it in. I let out a gasp as he entered me. He seemed to like my tightness and inexperience. He began thrusting türbanlı escort bartın hard inside me shaking the boxes I was propped up against. He began to grown loader and slapped my ass. I let out moans of anguish as his cock glided in and out of me. He pulled on my hair as he fucked harder. I turned and said “please don’t come in me I’m not on any contraception” He sniggered and said “ I would not waste it in there anyway” he pulled out his cock and moved it across to my ass. “ Wait, I said, we didn’t agree there” He grabbed my ass cheeks and said “ don’t worry bitch I will make it better for you” John then spat on my ass hole and rubbed it in. His warm saliva repulsed me; he then shoved his cock deep inside my ass making me yelp. He pounded my tight ass hole once more pulling on my hair. The groans of pleasure intensified, I thought he was going to come in my ass, but he withdrew his cock once more. I felt relief as his cock slid out of me. John then put his hands on my shoulders turning me around once more. He began to push down on my shoulders, he wanted me to kneel. I did. John grinned and said “I want you to taste your own cunt and ass now you slut” I went to move my face away but he slid his cock into my mouth and my taste buds tingled to the flavour of my own ass and fanny. I chocked a few times on the taste and this seemed to arouse him more. He guided my head up and down his cock and said “now you are going to taste me” he kept my head still as he let out one last grown. I suddenly felt his warm sticky come gush into my mouth. I tried to spit it out, but he stopped me. “No bitch don’t waste one drop, I want you to swallow.” I took one large gulp and his come trickled down my throat. I gasped for air as he removed his cock, I could still taste his salty come as I redressed myself. John then turned to his bag and pulled out £200 in notes he threw them at my feet. I quickly picked them up and found my feet. I could not believe what I had just done. John led me out of the warehouse and I went back into the store. To my amazement my mum was looking for me in the shop. “Hello love” she said “I have been looking for you” she went in and kissed me on the lips like she always did. I could see John in the distance smirking as my mums kissed me knowing were my mouth had been.

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