Don’s mistake turns to satisfaction:- Chapter four:- the warehouse whore
This is the fourth chapter in Amber’s story, it is mainly fantasy on my behalf and I am enjoying every minute of it. I intend to turn my Amber into the filthiest whore I can. Maybe then I can write some of her true stories a lot milder but still exciting.
Amber wore the outfit of a common street whore stockings short black high split skirt sheer blouse with a quarter cup bra, nipples hard and painted with bright red lipstick, her lips were painted with the same lipstick while her eyes were black has coal.
She sat in the back of her husbands car, knowing where he was taking her, knowing she was going to be used again, but this time knowing she was going to be paid by whoever wanted to use her, Amber felt her pussy juices starting to flow as she thought about it her and Don had fantasised about her turning tricks loads of times, but never had the nerve, Ray had changed all that.
Don drove to Park Street a renowned area for picking up prostitutes, parking half way between a pub, fish shop and an Indian restaurant he turned to Amber. “Ray will be here soon you better get out and get ready, remember use that alley way for blow jobs and cars for fucking, you remember all the pricing, and don’t take risks” Amber nodded has she climbed from the car removing her long coat, she felt a cold chill in the air blowing between her damp thighs. She walked away from the car, god Don thought she looked filthy arse waddling stocking tops and white thigh on show, he felt like paying her himself.
Ray had bought the plot for the night, no way would Amber be able to ply her trade alongside the other girls otherwise. While Amber’s mind was contemplating this, she almost missed her first trick a balding man in his forties took her by her arm leading her towards the alley “not seen you before love” “I’m new” “best be ready for a busy night then darling” this bloke new all the pricing and procedure handing over twenty pounds while he started to push Amber to her knees onto the cold cobbles. He smelt a bit musky but he had a reasonably big dick and Amber licked the full length before lowing her mouth over him, she didn’t realise at that moment but she’d be glad he came so quick.
For the next two hours she had a procession of men all taking her into the alley, mostly for blow jobs plus a couple of ten pound wanks. Her belly was full of cum she had savoured so much, her knee’s were bruised stockings torn lipstick and hair a mess. She also couldn’t ignore the fact that she had needed to wipe her own thighs she felt so horny, and felt ready to be fucked. That was when she got her first car pull over.
She approached it has she did the window was turned down, she saw a smiling black face watch her approach….a black face, Amber’s mind raced a Black man she’d never…..”how much for the two of us in the back of the car” Amber stammered “£100 cash up front” “open the blouse lets see the wears first” Amber obliged a little to quickly “ fuck yea get in what do yea fink Elroy”
Elroy didn’t speak he sat behind Amber, hands going round the seat grabbing and mauling her still uncovered tit’s squeezing and pulling on her hardening nipples. This was what Amber was secretly longing for she wanted to get fucked to be a real whore she needed to get fucked.