The Surprise Client

You saw Carrie shaking her ass. You took a part-time job at a local sandwich shop and were just getting off work when you saw her. Jesus, was that a "K" tattooed on her ass? You thought you'd go say hi at least. You pulled up to her and rolled down the window.

"Fifty bucks to suck your cock, baby, it'll be the time of your life," she said, not looking at you.

"Yeah, I'll pay that," you said hoarsely. She recognized your voice and looked into the vehicle. She laughed.

"I wouldn't suck your cock for a million dollars. But ... I'll peg you for fifty." You swallowed.

"Deal."

***

Carrie checked you both into the sleaziest motel you'd ever seen. The bed was sufficiently creaky, but you needed a hot shower just looking at everything. And not a shower here. Carrie ordered you to go clean up, which you did.

"On all fours, bitch," she said simply. You complied, getting onto all fours.

"You always did have a nice ass," she observed, putting an ashtray on your back and lighting a cigarette. She lubed up a 7 inch dildo liberally, and then applied lube to your asshole, then slowly started to fuck you, taking her time with this, enjoying it.

"So what am I?" Carrie asked.

"An escort," you murmured. She slapped your ass, hard.

"That's too polite a term. What am I?"

"A prostitute?" she slapped your ass even harder.

"Don't use words that long with me. What the fuck am I, bitch?"

"A whore ... hooker," you said, your voice high pitched.

"That's better. And you saw the 'K'. What does that stand for, hm?" You groaned as she fucked you. She was going to make you wait for your cum.

"Your p-p-pimp," you said, stuttering badly.

"Mmmmhm. He lets me suck him off if I bring in good money. And when I'm not servicing a client, I'm sleeping with his cousin. And she's a girl. Like that, hm? Your ex is sucking black cock for free. Eating black pussy for free. Some nights I even dream about her keeping me, her lesbian wife." Carrie smoked a cigarette, taking a break. Instead of putting the ashes in the tray, she simply flicked them on you.

"How old do you think the oldest man I've fucked as a ho has been?"

"I don't know? 50? Dad's age?" She laughed, harshly, taking another drag off the cigarette, then extinguishing it on your ass. You squealed. She immediately lit another cigarette.

"Oh relax princess, it was barely lit. Try 95. His son asked me to go into the nursing home and give that man a good time. And now he pays me to visit him every week and ride that fucking ancient cock of his. Youngest was 18, took his cherry last week." She smoked another cigarette, then resumed fucking you. She paused only to put this one out on your other ass cheek so you matched.

"Mmm, should have been buttfucking you all along. Let's see, I just need to hit this, spot, right here," she smirked as you let a torrent of cum loose on the bedsheets. "Well now, that means the ride is over. Toodles, sweetie, be a good boy." She kissed her fingers, waved at you and was off.