Beautiful Girl Gives Head To A Stranger
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October 12, 2009

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Sometimes there's just something extra hot about down and dirty action like you see on Street Blowjobs. I have to say I prefer to all those sleazy illusionists who do so-called street magic, even if I'm sure the oral sex is just as staged as the magic acts are. In today's story, a beautiful girl gives head to a stranger in exchange for some financial assistance, it's like Pretty Woman but sexier.
I was down on my luck.
I'd just lost my job.
I'd been kicked out of school, and I need money fast.
I was walking the street in my usual miniskirt and leather boots when a man approached me.
He was tall, about six feet, lanky, with dishwater brown hair.
He invited me for lunch.
"I don't have money," I said.
"It's on me."
I accepted, having not eaten in days.
We ate in silence. I knew he wanted something from me, so I kept one hand on my purse, ready to flee at any moment.
"I'll give you three hundred dollars for a blowjob."
I nearly spat out my food.
"I'm not a whore," I said.
"I know you're not, that's why I asked you. You're a beautiful woman and I want to help you,"
I have no idea why I was touched by his words, but he seemed so shy, and so cute, I agreed.
He brought me to a room in a nice hotel and with the door locked I knelt and beckoned him closer.
He undid his fly, and I gaped. He had a big, beautiful cock, and staring at it in wonder, he hardened.
I couldn't wait to taste him.
I sucked him slow and deep. He tasted incredible and I wanted all of him. I took him all the way to my throat and jerked him off as I sucked him. He got even harder on my tongue and I sucked him like woman starved, eager for his cum.
He groaned, his fingers sliding into my hair and tightening. Knowing he was close, I took him to the back of my throat and swallowed, letting him feel the contractions on the head of his cock.
His cum filled my mouth and I swallowed every drop.