09-02-2022, 04:28 PM
Sidharth felt her shapely fingernails dig into his broad back and her mouth latch on to his shoulder.
He was plowing her deep. She bit him softly at the junction of his neck and shoulder as he fucked her. Her hips rotated up in little circles to accept his cock.
"Mmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm," were the muffled sounds from the married girl.
"Daaaaaammmmnnnn," he moaned as the sensations of fucking this gorgeous young woman flooded over him. He had never fucked a tighter pussy. His long, throbbing penis was being clasped by Pinky's pussy as if it was a velvet gloved hand. She alternated between squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing. Whether she knew it or not, she was an expert fuck.
Her heels had worked themselves up to just below his buttocks and she used them to pull him closer to her in the fuck.
As shameful as it was, Pinky's arms snaked around his neck and drew his thick lips wetly down against hers. He jammed his tongue into her mouth and she sucked voraciously on it, soft smacking sounds escaping the juncture of their lips.
The wife girl mewled below him.
"Ooooohh!" His tongue took complete mastery of her mouth and they kissed deeply as he fucked her.
Sidharth thought to himself that Pinky was too innocent to make the intercourse transactional. He had feared that she would simply lay there with her legs spread and let him pound her until he came. That would be a disappointment for the money. Instead, she acted like his girlfriend. She was worth every fucking penny.
Pinky was spread wide and her softly fleshed buttocks moved in small circles. She felt his heavy balls smacking against her upturned buttocks as the impact of his thrusting hips drove her thighs even wider apart.
Sidharth's cock drove deep, deep in her yielding cunt. He plunged in and out of her with an increasingly animal-like fury that matched his brutish appearance.
Pinky groaned and her face contorted under the man's animalistic assault. Her perfectly white teeth were gritted hard as she felt the mounting ferocity of the man's fuck.
"Ughhhh! Ughhhh! Ughhhh!"
Her pitiful mewls fell on deaf ears. Sidharth was pile-driving his cock into her hot, wet pussy. His abdomen slapped up against her flat stomach bringing a soft cry from the wife's lips that was music to his ears. He pulled himself up just a bit away from Pinky's body and stopped thrusting into her.
Pinky's wildly thrashing hips did not miss a beat. Her cunt worked itself up and down the pulsating length of his immobile rod.
The guy gloated above her. This bitch has gotten worked up! She's on fire! I can put it out, though.
As Pinky pushed her pussy up and down his stiff tool, she realized he wasn't moving. Without thinking, the frustrated wife slapped his smooth, muscular buttocks ferociously with her hands.
"Shit! Fuck me, damn it! Fuck me!"
Pinky had never heard these words come from her mouth and they sounded almost foreign to her, but she didn't regret saying them!
Sidharth's hands slipped down her sides and beneath the smooth globes of her pumping buttocks, grabbing an ass cheek in each hand. His powerful hands held them almost painfully tight, one in each hand. He guessed that she had never been fucked well before. He smiled openly as he looked at the girl's lust-filled face. Each "fuck me" drew a powerful thrust from his hips, driving his cock deep into her hot cunt.
The shamelessly aroused young girl flexed and unflexed her buttocks beneath his fingers, and Sidharth jerked her harder and harder up to his loins, each time feeling her pull her thighs back a little more, her pussy dilating and clasping around his racing cock with each thrust and withdrawal he made into her love hole.
Sidharth squeezed and fondled the smooth white globes, letting the resilient white flesh of her ass cheeks ooze around his hands. Then slowly and methodically he slid one hand toward the tight little starfish of her anus, resting his forefinger on the damp skin of her ass just outside her puckered opening. He felt her buttocks tense up beneath his hands.
"Oooohhhh," she moaned. "Noooo."
He probed gently at the moist, unprotected crevice. Her ass cheeks tensed again.
"You like my cock, Pinky. This will bring you over the top," he whispered in her ear.
"Oh, god," she moaned. Everything felt so wonderful but she was afraid of him doing this to her. She had never had anyone even try.
He poked again against her tender asshole and held the tip of his finger up against it. To his amazement, he felt Pinky push back with her buttocks, voluntarily impaling herself on his extended finger to his first knuckle. With a sudden thrusting stab, Sidharth pushed into it, feeling the soft rubbery flesh yielding before his attack.
"Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhh," she squealed up at him, wiggling her smoothly pumping ass cheeks around his cupping hands. Painful as the initial intrusion of his finger had been, Pinky felt it against the walls of her ass and next to the huge cock in her vagina. She was stuffed!
Sidharth pushed deeper. He groaned in satisfaction as he felt Pinky relax her ass cheeks and allow him to work his forefinger all the way into her ass, nearly completing the outrageous attack against her defenseless asshole herself.
"Ooooh, !" she exclaimed and lifted her lips to his mouth and kissed him deeply. Impaled in both of her holes, Pinky flexed her legs around the man's body and stretched the long, white columns up in the air, her toes pointed upward.
"Oh, god!" she cried again, bucking her ass up against the man's plunging cock. "Do it to me!" Her voice seemed to have lost its girlish quality and assumed that of a mature woman wanting to be fucked, demanding to be brought to sexual climax before the man shot his boiling sperm through his stiff meat tube into her pussy.
Sidharth curled his fingertip until he could feel his hard prick against his finger through the thin membrane that separated the two passages. He wormed his finger deeper into Pinky's tiny hole.
The beautiful, young whore (for that is what she was now) rotated her buttocks smoothly on the man's shaft, gasping aloud as she worked her whorish cunt up and down the cock that was incessantly pummeling into her. Her long hair was now spilling around her beautiful face in a wild tangle, and her smooth, shapely legs snaked lewdly around his gyrating thighs.
"Oh, please, yeah, don't stop, please ... don't stop," she pleaded as the passion built up within her body. Pinky looked into the eyes of the man fucking her. His face was contorted with a depravity that she had never seen. His mouth was twisted with lust and his eyes beheld her an animalistic lewdness.
He hovered over her, resting on one forearm, while his left hand still cupped her ass and probed her asshole with his finger.
It was at that moment that Pinky realized that he could do whatever he wanted to her. Her body - really her pussy - was bought and paid for. She felt her vagina tighten around his cock with a death grip.
Sidharth screamed in pleasure.
"Arrrrrrrrrrrrr!" He pistoned in and out of her cunt in a frenzy.
"Fuck! Fuck it! I'm cumming!" he cried.
Pinky squeezed her vagina around his massive cock. Her silky-smooth passage could feel every vein and every contour of his rock-hard manhood as it stroked in and out of her love canal. The fucking was too much for her!
"Oh, god!" Her voice was breathless. "Oh...oh ... god! I'm cumming, too!" she said in a high-pitched squeal. "Give it to me!"
"Fuuuuuccccckkkkk," he yelled into her ear.
Pinky felt the first of many long, hot strings of semen shoot into her pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs around the heaving man and took the shots deep in her cunt. She pumped her tight ass up towards his hips as he shot his creamy sperm into her.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yeeeeeeesssssssss!"
Their simultaneous orgasm was more than either of them could bear and their cries filled the inside of Sidharth's truck. They bucked and writhed in each other's arms.
Pinky's hot pussy now controlled the young beauty's entire body and she thrashed and flailed her naked body wildly against the big man emptying his balls into her, acting every bit the wild whore that she had just become!
"Deeper! Deeper!" she chanted. "Fuck me! Oh, god... fuck...me!" Her voice tailed off as she came down from her climax.
Sidharth tried to pound her harder and still spewed his thick, white baby-batter deep in her wetly grasping womb. With each long string of cum shot from his cock, he slowed his fucking.
Pinky's ankles were wrapped tightly around his lower back and for the first time, he felt them relax. As their passion subsided, Pinky's legs fell open and she lay beneath the man still connected by his semi-hard cock. Her hands gently stroked his back. He continued his pumping but it grew ever slower.
They were both breathing hard.
Pinky's mind was moving fast. I haven't taken my birth control in weeks! An icy feeling ran through her body. Sidharth still had her pinned to the truck seat. He was panting deeply, trying to regain his bearings from the fuck he had just thrown her. She could feel his cock slowly deflating in her grasping vagina. The wife gradually came down from her intense orgasm. She had never cum as hard as she just had. She felt in a dreamy state. Her young body had never been fucked like this.
Sidharth stirred slowly.
"Goddamn, you're a hot number, Pinky." His words were spoken in a very matter-of-fact manner, which made them sting even more.
I'm just a piece of meat to him, she thought. I'm just a whore to him!
As he rose, he looked at her in the eyes. Pinky's eyes averted from his. Having felt so wonderful just seconds before, she was suddenly very ashamed of what she had done.
"Ugggghhh," he groaned as he slowly pulled his long, flaccid penis from her pussy. It seemed to be very, very long and take forever to pull out.
Without thinking, Pinky softly said, "not yet," and stroked his back lightly with her hand.
She had enjoyed the feeling of his manhood being inside her so much! It was too late, though. His fleshy pole slipped out of her vagina. He lay, exhausted, on top of the naked wife.
His cock was still wet with her vaginal juices and she felt the moisture on her inner thigh when it brushed her leg. She could also feel the sticky texture of his sperm as a string of spunk landed on her leg. His pole brushed her belly, leaving a line of sperm.
He was heavy on top of her but she was afraid to move. Now having finished the sordid deed, Pinky hoped that the man would pay her what he promised to pay. A chill ran up her spine when she realized that there was nothing that she could do to force him to pay her.
Sidharth pushed himself up on the seat. He pivoted into a seated position and Pinky saw him reaching for his clothing and putting them on the seat. He sat looking completely relaxed, his legs looking powerful. His cock, though soft, was still large and intimidating.
It lay up against his thigh.
The thought ran through Pinky's mind that this was not the first time he had had sex with a woman in his car outside the bar.
What she didn't know was that his truck was fitted with very sophisticated low-light cameras that allowed him to film their sexual intercourse. Every thrust of Pinky's young ass, every lusty cry from her lungs, her face as she orgasmed was on tape. Now, her taking money for fucking him would be taped as well.
She sat up and began looking for her clothing. She noticed her phone was lit with several text messages from her friends.
Sidharth noticed as well.
"Your friends looking for you?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied. "I better get back into the bar." She looked at the numerous messages on her phone.
Pinky gingerly sat up and began to dress. It didn't take long since she was so scantily clad to begin with. When she finished she saw that Sidharth was still nude. She waited for him to offer her the money.
"I better get going," she said, but then waited. He seemed to have forgotten his promise.
The wife swallowed hard. She didn't know how to broach the subject.
"Are you going to give me the money?" she finally asked.
Sidharth feigned surprise.
"Damn, I am sorry. I forgot."
He looked at her and then quickly grabbed his wallet.
"Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to make you wait." He pulled out several hundred- and counted them out to the wife.
Pinky really didn't know what to do with the money. She folded them and held the money tightly in her small fist. Her heart was pounding furiously. She knew that she was now really a whore.
"Th...thanks," she stuttered.
And got off the car and rushed back to the club , she was a whore now.
He was plowing her deep. She bit him softly at the junction of his neck and shoulder as he fucked her. Her hips rotated up in little circles to accept his cock.
"Mmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm," were the muffled sounds from the married girl.
"Daaaaaammmmnnnn," he moaned as the sensations of fucking this gorgeous young woman flooded over him. He had never fucked a tighter pussy. His long, throbbing penis was being clasped by Pinky's pussy as if it was a velvet gloved hand. She alternated between squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing. Whether she knew it or not, she was an expert fuck.
Her heels had worked themselves up to just below his buttocks and she used them to pull him closer to her in the fuck.
As shameful as it was, Pinky's arms snaked around his neck and drew his thick lips wetly down against hers. He jammed his tongue into her mouth and she sucked voraciously on it, soft smacking sounds escaping the juncture of their lips.
The wife girl mewled below him.
"Ooooohh!" His tongue took complete mastery of her mouth and they kissed deeply as he fucked her.
Sidharth thought to himself that Pinky was too innocent to make the intercourse transactional. He had feared that she would simply lay there with her legs spread and let him pound her until he came. That would be a disappointment for the money. Instead, she acted like his girlfriend. She was worth every fucking penny.
Pinky was spread wide and her softly fleshed buttocks moved in small circles. She felt his heavy balls smacking against her upturned buttocks as the impact of his thrusting hips drove her thighs even wider apart.
Sidharth's cock drove deep, deep in her yielding cunt. He plunged in and out of her with an increasingly animal-like fury that matched his brutish appearance.
Pinky groaned and her face contorted under the man's animalistic assault. Her perfectly white teeth were gritted hard as she felt the mounting ferocity of the man's fuck.
"Ughhhh! Ughhhh! Ughhhh!"
Her pitiful mewls fell on deaf ears. Sidharth was pile-driving his cock into her hot, wet pussy. His abdomen slapped up against her flat stomach bringing a soft cry from the wife's lips that was music to his ears. He pulled himself up just a bit away from Pinky's body and stopped thrusting into her.
Pinky's wildly thrashing hips did not miss a beat. Her cunt worked itself up and down the pulsating length of his immobile rod.
The guy gloated above her. This bitch has gotten worked up! She's on fire! I can put it out, though.
As Pinky pushed her pussy up and down his stiff tool, she realized he wasn't moving. Without thinking, the frustrated wife slapped his smooth, muscular buttocks ferociously with her hands.
"Shit! Fuck me, damn it! Fuck me!"
Pinky had never heard these words come from her mouth and they sounded almost foreign to her, but she didn't regret saying them!
Sidharth's hands slipped down her sides and beneath the smooth globes of her pumping buttocks, grabbing an ass cheek in each hand. His powerful hands held them almost painfully tight, one in each hand. He guessed that she had never been fucked well before. He smiled openly as he looked at the girl's lust-filled face. Each "fuck me" drew a powerful thrust from his hips, driving his cock deep into her hot cunt.
The shamelessly aroused young girl flexed and unflexed her buttocks beneath his fingers, and Sidharth jerked her harder and harder up to his loins, each time feeling her pull her thighs back a little more, her pussy dilating and clasping around his racing cock with each thrust and withdrawal he made into her love hole.
Sidharth squeezed and fondled the smooth white globes, letting the resilient white flesh of her ass cheeks ooze around his hands. Then slowly and methodically he slid one hand toward the tight little starfish of her anus, resting his forefinger on the damp skin of her ass just outside her puckered opening. He felt her buttocks tense up beneath his hands.
"Oooohhhh," she moaned. "Noooo."
He probed gently at the moist, unprotected crevice. Her ass cheeks tensed again.
"You like my cock, Pinky. This will bring you over the top," he whispered in her ear.
"Oh, god," she moaned. Everything felt so wonderful but she was afraid of him doing this to her. She had never had anyone even try.
He poked again against her tender asshole and held the tip of his finger up against it. To his amazement, he felt Pinky push back with her buttocks, voluntarily impaling herself on his extended finger to his first knuckle. With a sudden thrusting stab, Sidharth pushed into it, feeling the soft rubbery flesh yielding before his attack.
"Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhh," she squealed up at him, wiggling her smoothly pumping ass cheeks around his cupping hands. Painful as the initial intrusion of his finger had been, Pinky felt it against the walls of her ass and next to the huge cock in her vagina. She was stuffed!
Sidharth pushed deeper. He groaned in satisfaction as he felt Pinky relax her ass cheeks and allow him to work his forefinger all the way into her ass, nearly completing the outrageous attack against her defenseless asshole herself.
"Ooooh, !" she exclaimed and lifted her lips to his mouth and kissed him deeply. Impaled in both of her holes, Pinky flexed her legs around the man's body and stretched the long, white columns up in the air, her toes pointed upward.
"Oh, god!" she cried again, bucking her ass up against the man's plunging cock. "Do it to me!" Her voice seemed to have lost its girlish quality and assumed that of a mature woman wanting to be fucked, demanding to be brought to sexual climax before the man shot his boiling sperm through his stiff meat tube into her pussy.
Sidharth curled his fingertip until he could feel his hard prick against his finger through the thin membrane that separated the two passages. He wormed his finger deeper into Pinky's tiny hole.
The beautiful, young whore (for that is what she was now) rotated her buttocks smoothly on the man's shaft, gasping aloud as she worked her whorish cunt up and down the cock that was incessantly pummeling into her. Her long hair was now spilling around her beautiful face in a wild tangle, and her smooth, shapely legs snaked lewdly around his gyrating thighs.
"Oh, please, yeah, don't stop, please ... don't stop," she pleaded as the passion built up within her body. Pinky looked into the eyes of the man fucking her. His face was contorted with a depravity that she had never seen. His mouth was twisted with lust and his eyes beheld her an animalistic lewdness.
He hovered over her, resting on one forearm, while his left hand still cupped her ass and probed her asshole with his finger.
It was at that moment that Pinky realized that he could do whatever he wanted to her. Her body - really her pussy - was bought and paid for. She felt her vagina tighten around his cock with a death grip.
Sidharth screamed in pleasure.
"Arrrrrrrrrrrrr!" He pistoned in and out of her cunt in a frenzy.
"Fuck! Fuck it! I'm cumming!" he cried.
Pinky squeezed her vagina around his massive cock. Her silky-smooth passage could feel every vein and every contour of his rock-hard manhood as it stroked in and out of her love canal. The fucking was too much for her!
"Oh, god!" Her voice was breathless. "Oh...oh ... god! I'm cumming, too!" she said in a high-pitched squeal. "Give it to me!"
"Fuuuuuccccckkkkk," he yelled into her ear.
Pinky felt the first of many long, hot strings of semen shoot into her pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs around the heaving man and took the shots deep in her cunt. She pumped her tight ass up towards his hips as he shot his creamy sperm into her.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yeeeeeeesssssssss!"
Their simultaneous orgasm was more than either of them could bear and their cries filled the inside of Sidharth's truck. They bucked and writhed in each other's arms.
Pinky's hot pussy now controlled the young beauty's entire body and she thrashed and flailed her naked body wildly against the big man emptying his balls into her, acting every bit the wild whore that she had just become!
"Deeper! Deeper!" she chanted. "Fuck me! Oh, god... fuck...me!" Her voice tailed off as she came down from her climax.
Sidharth tried to pound her harder and still spewed his thick, white baby-batter deep in her wetly grasping womb. With each long string of cum shot from his cock, he slowed his fucking.
Pinky's ankles were wrapped tightly around his lower back and for the first time, he felt them relax. As their passion subsided, Pinky's legs fell open and she lay beneath the man still connected by his semi-hard cock. Her hands gently stroked his back. He continued his pumping but it grew ever slower.
They were both breathing hard.
Pinky's mind was moving fast. I haven't taken my birth control in weeks! An icy feeling ran through her body. Sidharth still had her pinned to the truck seat. He was panting deeply, trying to regain his bearings from the fuck he had just thrown her. She could feel his cock slowly deflating in her grasping vagina. The wife gradually came down from her intense orgasm. She had never cum as hard as she just had. She felt in a dreamy state. Her young body had never been fucked like this.
Sidharth stirred slowly.
"Goddamn, you're a hot number, Pinky." His words were spoken in a very matter-of-fact manner, which made them sting even more.
I'm just a piece of meat to him, she thought. I'm just a whore to him!
As he rose, he looked at her in the eyes. Pinky's eyes averted from his. Having felt so wonderful just seconds before, she was suddenly very ashamed of what she had done.
"Ugggghhh," he groaned as he slowly pulled his long, flaccid penis from her pussy. It seemed to be very, very long and take forever to pull out.
Without thinking, Pinky softly said, "not yet," and stroked his back lightly with her hand.
She had enjoyed the feeling of his manhood being inside her so much! It was too late, though. His fleshy pole slipped out of her vagina. He lay, exhausted, on top of the naked wife.
His cock was still wet with her vaginal juices and she felt the moisture on her inner thigh when it brushed her leg. She could also feel the sticky texture of his sperm as a string of spunk landed on her leg. His pole brushed her belly, leaving a line of sperm.
He was heavy on top of her but she was afraid to move. Now having finished the sordid deed, Pinky hoped that the man would pay her what he promised to pay. A chill ran up her spine when she realized that there was nothing that she could do to force him to pay her.
Sidharth pushed himself up on the seat. He pivoted into a seated position and Pinky saw him reaching for his clothing and putting them on the seat. He sat looking completely relaxed, his legs looking powerful. His cock, though soft, was still large and intimidating.
It lay up against his thigh.
The thought ran through Pinky's mind that this was not the first time he had had sex with a woman in his car outside the bar.
What she didn't know was that his truck was fitted with very sophisticated low-light cameras that allowed him to film their sexual intercourse. Every thrust of Pinky's young ass, every lusty cry from her lungs, her face as she orgasmed was on tape. Now, her taking money for fucking him would be taped as well.
She sat up and began looking for her clothing. She noticed her phone was lit with several text messages from her friends.
Sidharth noticed as well.
"Your friends looking for you?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied. "I better get back into the bar." She looked at the numerous messages on her phone.
Pinky gingerly sat up and began to dress. It didn't take long since she was so scantily clad to begin with. When she finished she saw that Sidharth was still nude. She waited for him to offer her the money.
"I better get going," she said, but then waited. He seemed to have forgotten his promise.
The wife swallowed hard. She didn't know how to broach the subject.
"Are you going to give me the money?" she finally asked.
Sidharth feigned surprise.
"Damn, I am sorry. I forgot."
He looked at her and then quickly grabbed his wallet.
"Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to make you wait." He pulled out several hundred- and counted them out to the wife.
Pinky really didn't know what to do with the money. She folded them and held the money tightly in her small fist. Her heart was pounding furiously. She knew that she was now really a whore.
"Th...thanks," she stuttered.
And got off the car and rushed back to the club , she was a whore now.
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