Creepy hooker experiences greentxts

Creepy hooker experiences greentxts

>be me, single and desperate AF, haven't got my end wet in a literal koon's age
>at work one day, nursing a throbbing boner, balls ache, precum leaving wet patches on my boxers
>cannottakethisanymore.jpg
>look through equivalent on Craig's List for nearby sex workers
>stumble across a promising looking ad from a lady located just a block from my office
>ad shows just a photo on her cleavage (busty) and a lock on red hair. Ad claims she is in her early 20s
>ad warns not to call or SMS asking for a headshot.. Hmmm
>I'm hesitant, but then I read she will suck cock without a rubber for $50, but that customers must cum in 10 minutes max
>This is enough to clinch the deal so I SMS and schedule an 'appointment' a couple of hours later after I finish work

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2/?

>when the time arrives she doesn't actually give me an address but tells me to wait at a busy intersection on a footpath (this is in a busy downtown area of a big city) and wait there for further instructions, pretty weird but I do as she says
>after about 5 minutes I receive an SMS giving an address close by and telling me proceed there and buzz her apartment. At this point I realise she used the opportunity to look at me while I was waiting to make sure I look like a normal guy or whatever. Ok, I can understand why she would do that
>I walk to the building she has sent me to. At this point I should mention this Is a nice area where there are mostly office building and boutique stores. It's a place where lots of banks and that sort of thing are based
>The building she sends me to is a very narrow and tall old building. quite beautiful but old and has seen better days. I'd walked past it many times but never really noticed it
>I buzz the door, a womans voice answers the intercom, and tells me to come to the 6th floor
>I enter past the security door into the lobby. The lift is out of order and so I walk up the stair case 6 floors and knock on the door of her apartment

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>after a little while a lady opens the door. My initial impression was mixed
>yes she was around the age she said, mid 20s or so. She was white, with cropped red hair, plump and busty, an OK face, a bit butch looking though, and what I would describe as a 'resting bitch face'
>she was wearing a tattered looking old dressing gown and was smoking a cigarette. Her right hand was in a cast, like she had busted it in a fight or something
>I took in the apartment. It was a single vast room with a high ceiling and wooden floor. It contained only 3 things - a bare stained mattress, a stool positioned by itself at the end of the room, and a big plastic bin at the foot of bed with no bin liner. a strong smell of stale cum permeates the air
>there was a big window at the opposite end of the room, it was night outside and I could see neon lights flashing from outside
>we exchanged a couple of words in greeting. I asked about her hand. She grunted something about not needing a hand to suck cock

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>moving straight into business she asked me if I wanted stool or the mattress. I took this question to mean do I want a suck or fuck.
>the sketchiness of the scene was already giving me bad vibes, and the thought of rolling around on that cum stained mattress made my gut turn. But I felt I was committed now so I told her a BJ was what I wanted.
>she told me again that she would suck my cock for a maximum of ten minutes, and if I couldn't cum in that time it was my problem. If I wanted longer I'd have to pay the same amount again. she also told me she wouldn't keep time for me, or give me warning when time was running out
>np bitch I have a fucking watch Ill keep track
>she waves me over to the stool and tells me to sit down and pull out my cock
>I don't know what I was expecting, but that seemed weird. I unbuckled my belt and dropped my trousers to my ankles and sort of rested against the stool. The sensation of my bare ass touching that stool that so many other men have probably sat against made me feel uncomfortable

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5/7

>she removed her robe and tossed it on the mattress
>she looked flabbier with it off, she had a shaved cunt but long stubble was showing, she had lots of little bruises on different areas on her body
>she knelt down in front of me and lifted up my shirt to she what's she's working with
>at this point my dock is shrivelled up like a frightened little animal, there was nothing erotic about this situation and I'm wondering if there's any chance Ill get hard
>undeterred, she wrapped her lips around it and started rhythmically sliding up and down my shaft with her mouth. A strong scent of stale cigarette smoke wafted up from her mouth into my nose
>a little bit of blood seeped into my cock, not yet a semi, but at least engorging it into a slightly more respectable size. This lady was prepared to warn her money. banging her head up and down into my lap now, she basically gave me a violent wank with her mouth. I reached down and grabbed a floppy tit and give it a squeeze
>my cock firmed

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Bumperino

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just finish the fucking story

go on

6/7

>shot load in hooker's mouth
>hooker choked as load hit her throat
>she vomits all over my chucks and suit trousers
>i get the hell outta dodge
>pimp stops me in the lobby
>demands another 50 dollars of he'll knife me
>pay up
>walk on street
>report hooker to cops
>cross road, get hit by a bus and end up in hospital
>wake up to nurse taking my meds, have spent 4 months in a coma
> nurse is hooker's better looking twin sister


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Can't be real.

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Kek

Not op?

>> nurse is hooker's better looking twin sister

F A K E

Nah no way Jose

I feel like it's not. There's a gap in the story.

Well fucking done Hercule Poirot

Sorry OPmhere, was distracted

In a nutshell

>I bust a nut in her mouth on the stroke of 10 minutes
>It was a massive squirt and it shocked her I think
> she walked over to the plastic bin and spat the mouthful of cum straight into it!
>I pulled up my pants and asked her if I can use the toilet
>She waves me into a little room as she sprays one cheap deodorant under her arm
>I walk into the bathroom. The is unflushed piss in the bowl. I leave without using it
>I say goodbye and she grunts something without even looking at me
>as I leave the apartment I almost collide with a rough looking cunt presumably coming or the same reason I did
>while I was waiting at the subway on the way home my COck felt itchy

That's all

Trips of truth. Outstanding

yeah so pretty much the same as my made up story

lol , the first time i payed for sex i felt like a king , her room was clean and tidy and she was cute af , i dont even know why she was prostituting in the first place but meh , everybody gotta do what he gotta do

>she walked over to the plastic bin and spat the mouthful of cum straight into it!
Oh God...

>31st birthday
>Alone in a new city having just moved here
>Lonely, horny, pathetic, missing my ex etc.
>Go on craigslist type site (Gumtree back when it had casuals)
>Reply to every post and make a few myself
>See one for bored girl looking for hookup
>Get immediate reply
>Says she is on the other side of the city and skint, asks if I can give her £50 if she comes to me
>Agree
>Ask for photos
>Anorexic sickly holocaust survivor body on bed with guitar covering genitals, one pierced nipple showing. No boobs to speak and hair covering face
>Meh, i've had worse

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>Door buzzer goes off sometime later
>Look out window
>Oh fuk... very tall. very lanky, looking like something form an 80s hair band dressed all in leather and zippers and safety pins. messy black hair
>MANLY LOOKING
>buzzer goes again
>ehhh fuck... answer it and buzz the door open
>3 strides later this thing has climbed 30 stairs in one 3 steps and gives me a big hug
>smells like stale cigarettes and cider
>Calls itself Jen... ambiguous...
>Invite Jen in, have a chat
>Trying to decide if it is a dude - this is before traps were even a thing by the way
>Fairly feminine but horse voice, dutch accent
>Manly stick figure, but feminine hands and no adams apple
>Gets down to biz and asks if I have the money
>I hand it over and say i'm not too sure i'm up for it.

Cont.

>Jen says, is it the money, I can give you some back?
>Say i'm a working guy but I said i'd compensate
>Jen hands back 20
>Says, well i've come all this way... should we go upstairs?
>Brain says no, dick says no, balls say who cares
>Brain is curious wtf this thing is...
>Somehow I end up upstairs
>Jen is sitting on my bed, undoing safety pins and zippers for 10 minutes
>looks at me - you can get undressed too
>realise i'm staring
>Jen gets her trousers off
>White underware - no cock outline
>Thank god!
>Strip down in 10 seconds
>Jen kisses me... I nearly vomit form teh smell of cigarettes and cider on her breath
>Get her fully naked - definetly a chick
>Keeps trying to kiss me
>Figure only way to stop it is to go down in her
>badidea.exe

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bump. Still here user?

>Smell of urine permiates her trimmed pubes
>Still better than her breath...
>Eat that smelly pussy for a few minutes while she moans in a manly dutch voice
>Somehow manage a boner
>Wrap that shit up
>Pound away for 5 minues her bones creaking under me
>Manage to nut
>Wave of shame and disgust wash over me
>Jen is safty pinning and zipping things up
>Thanks fuck she didn't want a cuddle
>Thank her politely, hoping she will head out the door
>Just want to brush my teeth for an hour to get the smell and taste out
>Jen asks what ui'm up the the rest of the day
>Say not much, casually mention my birthday
>She says, well let me buy you a pint, i'm headed to the nearest pub
>Try to decline
>She is insistent
>Reluctantly go because i'm a fucing loser
>Walking down the street with this thing, people are staring
>Walk into pub, everyone turns and looks
>Embarrassed to fuck
>Finish my pint quickly, she buys me another before I can leave
>Spends her £30 on buying me drinks
>Have uncomfortable conversation for an hour, and then part ways.

Weirdest experience ever.

Anyone reading this? I have some more stories... sadly.

Interested

yes please

Good shit, user.

>Married oldfag with fairly hot wife, but see a hooker occasionally due to being a total horndog and loving that young pussy.
>Typically I see mid-to-high end escorts with incall locations. Safer, hotter, disceet, cleaner.
>Driving down the road one night after hanging out with the boys, spot a fine piece of negro ass on the street corner in an area known for streetwalkers. Pretty. Incredible body, stunning bolt-ons. Not typical for the area at all.
>Stop to ask her if she needs a ride. Ask "Is your name April", because she looks just like a higher-end chick I'd seen before online.
>She responds "Yes". Apparently times were tough.
>We agree on terms, and go back to her place. Not too far away. Little apartment. Not a bad area, and surprisingly clean
>Due to night out with pals, I'm hammered. Probably should not have been driving.
>Standing in her living room, she whips my pants down and starts head-bobbing on my cock. Instant diamonds.
>After a bit of sloppy, magnificent head, I tell her "Let's get naked so I can tear that black pussy up."
>As I try to get my jeans off, my foot gets stuck in one of the pant legs. I hop on one foot trying to pull them off quickly to hurry up and get buried in that pussy.
>Being drunk from night out with the boys, my balance is poor and I hop and stumble into a table covered with some of her odds and ends.
>Fall down on the floor, taking her table with me. She says something along the lines of "You seem pretty drunk. Are you okay?"
>Although my hand hurt pretty bad from catching myself when I fell, I respond in the affirmative, smash that ebony pussy, and GTFO.
>The next day I wake up in agony from my thumb on the sore hand from the night before. Go to the doc and find out I broke my thumb.
>I got my dick sucked by a super-hot black streetwalker in her living room, fell down, took her table with me, broke some of her shit, and then fucked her for half an hour with a broken thumb which I put in her ass.
>I'd do it again.

Alright

>Be me
>Back on Gumtree one lonely night some weeks or months after "Jen"
>Make a post looking for some company - compensation available
>Get a reply from a woman called Avril
>Make some small talk via email, mention where I live etc.
>She says she's down the street in a pub with a friend and to come down and join them for a drink
>Seems friendly enough, and would be easy to escape, and near by to fuck so I agree.
>Give her my description and she says she;'ll be near the fornt door and will look out for me

cont.

Go on user

Holy trips

>Arrive at the pub
>Chubby but not fat 35ish looking woman flags me over
>Straight hair, round face, flannel shirt, showing some cleavage.
>Looks like an ageing housewife
>Her friend looks a bit jewy and rat faced, but nice body and light red dress
>Buy a round and sit down with them, make small talk and shit
>Goes on for a while and i'm getting board and just wanna fuck, and this lady isn't worth the side show or wait
>Eventually say i'm gonna head out, they are welcome to come round for a few more drinks
>They both follow me home
>Start wondering if I can have a dirty threesome
>More bullshit and smalltalk on my sofa with them both
>Few more drinks in me and i'm getting bolder
>Start making sexual inuendos, ask of they normally come home with random men etc.
>The Jewy lookig one gets up and says it her queue toleave
>Leaving Chubby McHousewife behind

cont.

>danish hunter corps
>get deployed in Iraq
>doing reconnaissance for the burgers and bongs
>hole up in a tiny village in nowhere
>old guy starts yelling at us
>my farsi is shit, so get local teenager to translate
>"You can't camp in this house, the ghosts of a dead family lives here and hates foreigners"
>We comply, give them a bag of coffee and move to another shitshack
>9 years later and I still hear the teenagers voice: "You can't sleep here, the ghosts hate you"
I don't get traumas and I don't spook easily. I've seen far worse than this, yet the only thing that still haunts me is the kid saying that the ghosts hate us.
Other than that, nothing else has spooked or haunted me ever,

Comfy as fuck, keep going

>I ask her if she is down to fuck
>As how much
>Says she's never done it for money before
>I say £50
>She says yes after a bit of a wobble
>Good... you aren't worth paying for (is what I was thinking).
>She leads me upstrairs, her fat sahpeless arse in my face
>Kiss breifly - was like kissing my mum
>Get her shirt off
>Sloppy stretch marked boobs and stomach
>Take her jeans off
>SMELL hits me
>I can only describe it as a can of tuna left on a hot dashboard in the sun for a week
>Dear god... eyes are watering
>She goes down on me
>Gives my limp whiskey dick a suck
>Eventually I get a semi
>She gets down on all 4 wanting it doggy style
>The smell amplifies 1000 fold

cont.

Cont nigger

I've got nothing else, bro. The jungle was scarier than the desert, but the venezuelan army was probably making it worse than it was.
We get sub-tropic combat training twice during our training, and the second time we were helping Venezuelan armed forces scout out drug labs.
Pilot dropped us off after he spotted something suspicious, so we went with the local guys for a days march. During the night the set claymores and glass-traps, which is normal for a dense basecamp, but they all burned small leaves and inhaled the smoke, then went to sleep.
They were twitching and sweating all night, so I suspect they either drugged up, or was taking the piss.

dear god, I dont know if I want you to continue or not

buuuuuuump

>dickmalfunction.exe
>fap a bit and think of more pleasent things
>She rolls over
>Slightly better in teh dark with her lying down, and not having to look at that fat ass
>Manage boner
>Slip inside he rotten puss
>Feels like a hotdog in hallway
>Seriously cant feel the sides
>She's moaning like water buffalo in heat
>Close my eyes tightly and think of Rachael Reily form countdown
>Manage to cum
>Smelly bitch pushes my head down and tells me to make her cum
>Words cannot describe the terror
>Use one hand to cover smelly hole
>Spit on her clit and wipe it, hopeing to wash away some of whatever is causing the stench
>Suck her button for 2 minutes while holing my breath till she grones
>Oh thank fuck it;s over...
>She asks if she can sleep there.
>Ugh
>lay awake in shame and remorse staring at the wall while she snores
>Next morning wake up with her looking at me
>She grabs my dick and trys to get me up
>Nope.jpg
>Tell her I have work
>Get up, she makes me breakfast
>Tells me she has 6 kids who are with their dad, so she better head off
>finally leaves
>fuck my life....

fuck man

MOAR STORIES!!!!

Kerbel Space Program, DAO

>lay awake in shame and remorse staring at the wall while she snores

Dude I've had some pretty fucked up sex but you're making me wince. Bravo, sir. Truly a beautiful thing

what a trooper. You even payed her,

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I need a hug right now

will someone please try and top that

moar comfy stories. If someone posts a skinwalker story, I will literally attack them.
Aren't Australians and scandinavians awake now? They always have super comfy spooks

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That fucking pic, user. Just /x/ overdose me, senpai

gunna spook you good

:D

Hahahahahah
>Broken thumb in ass
Gold

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>be 21
>from Denmark
>Best friend moved to Norway with his girlfriend
>go to visit him
>I've been there loads of times, and I know all of the people in his social circle
>Get there and have fun, chill with the family and all
>Have a barbaque and start talking about doing some offtrail camping in the mountains
>Anders's girlfriend says
>"Oh, my dad has a cabin, you guys should use that!"
>Are you fucking serious
>Two days later we have dinner at her parents place
>Offhand mention that we were planning a hike
>Her dad goes nuts and starts throwing fishing kits and survival tools at us
>"Use my cabin! There is noone around, except for a hermit on the other side of the mountain! Take pictures!"
>Get the key to his cabin, loud the car with fishing gear and what not
>3 days later we drive up to the cabin.
>Solid 6 hour drive from Stavanger
cont

>be me
>16 and horny at the time
>browsing craigslist for good time
>search for 3 days
>find ad "busty woman for massage"
>looked like lowkey sex ad so i email her
>she says have a place or hotel and she will come over herself
>i book a room in a shitty motel
>room 5, i text her around mid day.
>i stare out the window for hours
>car pulls up eventually
>woman from email walking up
>she looks decent
>she enters, she thinks im 20
>she asks what id like her to do
>asked her for a BJ
>she starts pulling down my pants and fondling my balls
>stiffy.jpg
>she starts bobbing her head on my dick
>at this point im thinking about my decisions and go soft
>she takes her mouth off of it
>its got some weird color on it
>mfw it looks like mouth bonk and plaque
>does this bitch brush her teeth?
>ask her for handjob instead
>she starts yanking my pickle
>cant stop thinking about mouth bunk but manage to cum
>she catches it in her mouth
>swishes it around like mouthwash, swallows, and burps.
>licks her teeth "want anything else"
>shamefully stared at this shedevil
>let her eat my asshole for 1 whole hour
>tongue kiss her all over her mouth for about 30 minutes
***next day
>go to doctor
>have some STD`s, incurable.jpg

Here we go lads

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Maybe you broke your thumb IN her ass, ever think of that buddy?

>Get to the cabin, all is good
>Got a fucking heated jaccuzzi
>Drink beer, fry meat, chill in jaccuzzi. Life is okay, tbqhwufp
>next day we wake up early to start our hike
>Have a rough idea of where we want to go, mostly off-trail, and drink from the river and fish and eat berries and such
>Go to the car
>See the old hermit herding his handful of sheep on the other side of the valley
>Wave, doesnt wave back, whatever
>We go to the bottom of the valley and start our hike
>All is good, Norway is easy-mode
>We eat berries, we drink from the river, and we start to wander off-trail, as pr planed.
>At some point we have to cross the river, to get to a decent campsite
>We get buttnaked, no homo, and carry our bags over our heads
>When we are literally in the middle of the river, with powerful current, a huge snap sounds from where we just came
>We both freeze and look back
>There hasn't been a bear sighting in that area for 9 years
>Must be a moose
>We cross the river, eat some fish, drink a beer, and start walking again
cont

moar

Cont nigga

this is excellent storytelling

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MOAR!

>hike is good, we can literally drink straight off the mountain, like we put our bottles on the mountain wall, and it would fill up steadily
>Anders mentioned that Hege, the girlfriends, father said whenever we took something from the mountain, we should always leave something, as in a trade
>So if we drank water, ate berries, caught fish, whatever, we would have to leave something behind. Just old customs and superstitions
>We get halfway up the mountain and look down on our track
>Where we crossed the river, two pines had fallen over in a sort of "X" shape
>We argued for a bit wether or not that was the actual area we had crossed, then walked on
>Got to near the summit at about 6 pm ish.
>Anders is a brilliant fisherman, so he started trying to catch dinner
>I built our shelter (witch was dope as fuck)
>He managed to catch 3 rather small fish, don't know the english name for them
>We start filet'ing them, and out of nowhere the hermit with his like 15 sheep is standing on the other side of the bank
>He shouts something in a very heavy dialect that we don't speak
>We wave, and show that we will pick up our trash
>He yells louder, then sort of scuffs and walks off
cont

Well I'm Danish and I do actually have a slightly cringy prostitute story from when I lived and worked in London.
>Be me
>Had just finished a 16 hour shift at the pub I worked at.
>Had spent about an hour after cleanup drinking hard liquor and smoking weed with my colleagues.
>I leave really tired, drunk and stoned and all I wanna do is go home and sleep.
>Get to the tube station and realize that my oyster card is low on funds.
>It's 05:30 am and nothing is really open yet.
>Start walking down the street in the search for an open kiosk and I see this woman walking in the opposite direction.
>I'm Danish, so my reaction to having random eye contact with a stranger is to smile to show that I am not a threat.
>That isn't what a smile means in London though, in London it means you want something form the other person.
>So this blonde, rather fit woman in her 30's cross the road, walk up to me and go "You looking for business?".
>I'm pretty taken aback by her walking up to me and my inebriated condition doesn't help, so I go "Sorry, what?"
>She smiles at me and says "Are you looking for business, as in would you like to pay money for sex?".
>I'm way too drunk to deal with this, so I go off on some spiel about me respecting whatever she wants to do with her body, but personally not wanting to be a part of it.
>This just makes her argue that since I were such a nice guy, her giving me a blowjob would be morally better than her finding some guy to fuck her, who might rough her up.
>We argue back and forth, until I eventually go "Look, I'm really drunk, stoned and tired right now, even if I wanted to fuck you, I'm not sure I could get it up in my condition. Please just let me go refill my travel card and go home".
>She replies with "alright then, have a good morning".
>I with a likewise, go find an open kiosk, refill my card and go home to sleep.

this thread

Ok one more...

>20 or so random internet hookups later (all MUCH better than the 2 stories prior I should add)
>Hit a dry spell for a while
>Come across an obvious chubby girl with low self esteem on a dating site
>Proposition her with a few ££ (I don't do normal dating)
>She fairly quickly accepts
>Shows up at my flat midweek in the evening
>4 times the size she said
>Fishnet stockings at critical mass
>Fat seeping out the square holes
>All her clothes way too tight, and not in a good or sexy way
>She sits down on my sofa
>It creaks under her mass
>willieverlearn.jpg
>Very shy, and quite sweet, nice face but just very very fat
>£60 I think was agreed
>Too late to turn back I guess
>Make out a bit
>Cant get hand up shirt, too tight
>Cant get hand up skirt, too tight
>Fuckit, lets go up upstairs
>She takes off tights and skirt, and he blob of a stomach it was holding in is finally released... >dear god
>Wont take shirt/bra off - too shy
>Try to figure out how to mount this landwhale
>Prone and bone the only option
>Spreads enormous thighs
>Dark purple inside from chafing/diabetes
>Badly shaved puss because she can;t really reach/strech I guess
>mantheharpoons!.exe
>Achieve 2" of penetration with my massive 5" cock
>pump away hoping its not just a fold of fat I've got my pen0r in
>Pull out and cum on he shirt
>"oops"
>She doesn't seem to care much
>Lay there a while and chatted
>For same reason my dick woke up for round 2, which was much the same
>She went home shortly after - didn't manage to wrestle the fishnets back on (lol)
>She texts me the next day asking if I wanted her to come round again
>Didn't reply

Not the worst... but after that I decided it was tie to have some standards....

>We are a little offset, since we are basically tourists on his mountain, and representing Hege's dad and all
>Argue a bit if we left some trash behind or so
>We didn't
>Eat our dinner
>open two bottles of Amarone red wine that we had brought
>Fucking delisious
>While we are drinking and enjoying the wild, theres a huge fucking snap from the forrest down the mountain
>Like literally a pine snapping in half
>It echoes throught the vale
>Hear the bells from the hermits sheep ring out
>Another deafining snap
>My thoughts were like, is there going to be a flashflood, because we were camped on the riverbank, but it was irrational since the noise came from the base of the mountain
>Then it stops, the sheep stop screaming and their bells stop ringing
>it's only the river and the wind
>We drink our wine and huddle in our shelter
>Next morning there's a bell and a note outside our tent.
>We couldn't read the note, so we showed it to Hege, trying to explain that we didn't break any rules
>She said the note said "Don't worry about the old mountain, she sings when she wants to."
Assume it was hermit ramblings, but dunno, it was spooky as shit, and I think that old dude saved our asses from something.

I'm betting you just nearly avoided getting eaten by a mountain troll, because the old hermit did something to protect you.

Oh oh I forgot

>after she leaves
>Look at matress
>Near the pillows there are blood/puss spots
>She has sores/abcesses under her arms...
>yeah...

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Comfy hermit friend literally saved your dumb asses from getting eating by a mountain troll

Thanks user, that was super comfy

Loved the greentext. Please stay around

lurking stealth /x/ thread
Keep it coming,, lads

Thanks :)

Just an oldfag used to greentexting from the better days of /b when there was actual interesting and funny content...

I feel your pain, oldfriend.

It's still there, but Sup Forums is more like panning for gold these days, you gotta wade through a lot of shit to find the gold.

Aww, she liked you user

Truth

Just glad it was a she /bro.

I honestly don't know what i'd have done if it had been a dude.

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Sup Forums in perpetual summer

>Be me, early 30's, single, working in a city that I'd never even visited before my employers sent me there to work for a year.
>Get a city centre apt. Expensive, but I figured I'd save money by being able to walk to work rather than commute.
>Walk to work takes me past main train and bus stations, always hookers around them.
>Xmas morning, 7am. There's a hooker at the end of my block. Asks if I'm looking for business.
>Looks skanky as hell, strung-out / hungover.
>Politely decline, wish her a merry xmas, she asks if I can spare a couple of bucks for a coffee.
>I give her $5 and carry on my way to work.
>Get home that evening, hooker from that morning is sitting in the lobby of my apt block. Cleaned up, fresh clothes, looks ok.
>'Thanks for this morning user, I want to thank you properly.'
>me: 'It was no problem. 'bye.'
>I don't really want some hooker knowing exactly where I live, even if she's figured out the building.

cont

>dont fucking be me
>lost contact to a girl that was going pretty well with me and we were hanging out together for weeks
>19 yrs old virgin
>suicidal, sick of everyone and everything
>basement dweller, angryfag who hates living
>struggling with depression
>no friends no one
>no pussy to find, few girls i know or are friends with are lesbian or got BFs
>find a cheap whore on a site
>i have nothing to lose i cant wait anymore need to discover what sex are
>arrive on time
>she is hot, beautiful, has thicc tights, black hair, small tits
>a bit hairy, i prefer shaved pussy
>we start talking about ourselves
>after a while we start kissing, feels goods, start sucking her tits
>she gets naked, so do i, she looks shocked when she sees my cock
>its long and fat and she gave me a smile,
>first i start sucking and licking her pussy, she loves it and groans
>then she starts giving me a BJ
>feels pretty good at first but as time passes she clearly seens that she isnt into BJ, she sucks very slowly and has to make constant stops because she felt suffocated
>ok dick is hard time to start fucking
>get condom and pull dick him, she makes some funny facial expressions
>after a few mins my dick go full hard and she groans so fucking LOUD holy shit
>sometimes she is trying to push me away or get my cock out of her pussy
>she keeps groaning and even look like shes on pain, her eyes look a bit scared
>ask if anything is ok
>she tells me that my cock is making her feel pain instead of pleasure
>im paying for that anyway we should continue im almost cumming
>keep going she strats groaning more and more she tells me to pull the dick off since she cant take it anymore
>says her pussy is burning inside
>she seriously looks like shes dealing with huge pain
>im starting to get angry at her
>she tells me to wait a bit and try again
>pull inside again after 30s she forcedly pull it out telling me that its to painful
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