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So I've started dabbling in streetwalkers lately. Don't ask me why, I
don't know why. I think part of it is the thrill of strolling around late at night
in some seedy part of town, part of it is the process of looking around, seeing who
is out there, picking from potentially dozens of women (on a good night), and part
of it is the negotiation of it all. Of course, let's not leave out the biggest part
of it - the sex. The pure, raw, expectation-free sex. The idea that I don't have to
please anyone, I don't have to worry about bringing her to orgasm if I want her to
call me back the next day, I don't have to buy dinner or make small talk or pretend
I'm interested in her ridiculous stories about ________.

I usually drive around Newark, a shitty city in New Jersey, and usually considered
one of the worst cities in the country. I like bad cities - there aren't any rules
in bad cities. So I take the trip from my posh NYC block whenever I feel the need
and you can just see the character of the area change as I cross the Lincoln Tunnel
and take Turnpike to Newark. I swear, even the weather is worse in Jersey.

Now, to be sure, NYC has its share of hookers. But it's not the same. They demand
over $100 ($$), you have to get a hotel for them ($$$), you have to deal with their
attitudes, there's a time limit and you have to cum by then or they just walk out,
and they won't come near your dick without a condom. Why would I possibly want a
blowjob with a condom? It feels like NOTHING. I'd rather jerk off to a girl talking
about giving me a blowjob.

But at the time, I didn't know I had options. So I would walk to a scantily clad
girl, pay her the $100, plus another $60 for a one hour hotel, where she'd coldly
bark commands.

"Take off your pants"

"Give me the condom" (at which point she would grab my dick with one hand and jerk
it off while ripping open the condom wrapper with her teeth in the other hand)

She'd then proceed to put the condom on my barely hard dick and mechanically fuck
me with her mouth. No noise, no passion, just the slightly streaky sound of spit on
latex. I didn't even moan...just closed my eyes and imagined that there was nothing
in between her mouth and my cock.

It was enough to get me off. Barely. I'd grunt, cum into the thick, lipstick-clad
condom and take it off. By the time I got it off and threw it out, she was already
gone, the only reminder that anything happened was the trail of lipstick on my
boxers and my hand.

It was time for some new options!

I did some online checking. The web is just full of information on any topic you
like, no matter how seedy. Isn't that, after all, how you ended up reading these
stories?

That was how I discovered the joys of Newark.

I thought about those old days as I finished my trip to the streets of Newark. For
anybody who knows the area, there's a street there called Frelinghuysen (sp). The
later it gets, the more crowded it gets with whores. Now, these girls aren't
lookers, which is the one thing New York whores have on them. These are girls who
just want to make drug money. But there's a certain type of appeal they have.

I like to park and go on foot, so I can see each one up close and personal. Also, if
I get caught the cops won't take my car.

I walked past each girl, each one a certain tacky hotness. I don't know what it is
about them. The overapplication of drug store perfume, the cheap lipstick that is so
thickly applied I can smell it, their long ghetto nails that I can just picture dug
into my back, leaving one behind after I've finished fucking her. And just then, I
saw a girl who fit that description perfectly.

I walked up to her and made some small talk.

"Hey"
"Hey"
"You available?"
"Depends, what you want?"
"half and half"

Half and half is a blowjob followed by a fuck. You have to learn the lingo to get
anywhere. Now this girl was hot for a whore. She was Italian, with green eyes, I
don't know how old she was, and I didn't ask. She was a pretty small girl to be
out on these streets, though. Maybe 5'4" 125lbs. She had a nice ass and her
spandex showed it off just right. She had cheap payless heels on, the open toed ones
that add way too much height to a woman. Her long, sharp toenails were painted blue,
and it had to have been a week ago or more because it was peeling off. Her nails
were long and also painted a peeling blue. Her purple lipstick just added the right
contrast of trashiness and the fullness of those lips added to it. She didn't look
white, but she insisted she was 100% Italian. Who knows? So the conversation
continued.

"So how much for the half and half?"
"$60"
"I only have $40"
"That's all you got?"
"Yeah, that's it"
"Fine"

that's what I love about Newark hookers - they'll suck you and fuck you for a
cheeseburger if you offer it. $40!!! That's cheaper than a date, and it guarantees
sex! Only one more detail.

"You got a car?"
"No, I came on foot. You know someplace we can go?"

I never take them in my car. I don't know why...I guess it's just paranoia. There
are some hotels in the area, but they're too far away to walk. So she takes me to
her spot - a little back alley a couple of blocks down.

We go to her spot, a secluded alleyway with a little orange street light, not enough
light to draw attention, but just enough to see what she's about to do to me. I
look around and see evidence of her workings there. Condoms, wrappers, used up
makeup. And now I was next, and she stood in front of me with her hand extended,
waiting for the money. I reached into my wallet and handed her the two twenties,
being sure to obscure the other twenties from her view.

"You got a condom?"
"No, sorry, I didn't bring one. You don't carry them?"
"No, I'm all out. I was going to the store to buy some more when you came up to me"
"ok, well just give me the blowjob, then"

She unbuttoned my pants and let my already hard cock fly out of it. She knelt in
front of me, looking my cock over, making sure there wasn't anything obviously
wrong with it and licked the head. First slowly, then a bit faster. This whore is a
professional, so she knew exactly what she was doing.

I looked down and saw that her cheap lipstick was already starting to smear, leaving
trails of purple on the head of my swelling cock. She started to suck in earnest
now, taking it into her mouth deeper. Every so often she would look up at me and
shoot me this look that I can't describe with those green eyes of hers.

She sucked in a steady rhythm, but it was anything but mechanical, as I could hear
her moaning while sucking my dick. I told her to let go of my cock as I held it for
her and told her to touch herself while she sucked my dick. She did it, sliding her
hand into her spandex and playing with herself while she continued slobbering on my
cock. Her moaning got louder as the blowjob got wetter, leaving her saliva all over
my dick, and dripping down my hands. I could see the smears of lipstick all over my
dick in the street light.

I told her how much I loved the way she sucked my dick. I told her that nobody
sucked it the way she did. I told her what a hot bitch she was. I told her I was
going to cum in her mouth soon because she was doing such a great job sucking my
hard cock. She looked up at me and said, "Wait. You wanna fuck?"

I don't usually fuck hookers in Newark, because it's hard to do in alleyways and
all of that, and up to that point I'd never fucked one without a condom, as most
hookers will bring their own and use them for fucking, though Newark hookers rarely
use them for blowjobs. But I was so fucking turned on, I had to fuck her.

"Are you clean?" I asked her
"Yeah, I am. Are you?"
"Yeah"

She stood up and started to pull down her spandex. She looked right into my eyes as
she did it.

"You kinda cute. You're a lot younger than most of the guys out there."
"Thanks. You are the hottest girl I think I've ever seen out here."
"Thank you, sweetie. I'm gonna enjoy this"

She finished pulling down her spandex and as I thought...wasn't wearing anything
under it. She turned around and grabbed the fence that was on the opposite side of
the alley. She turned around and said,

"Tell me when you're about to cum"
"OK", I replied. "Are you ready for it?"
"Give it to me".

My dick was still wet from all the spit she got all over it the minute before, and
between that and her touching herself, my dick slid right into her pussy. I
couldn't believe it...I was barebacking a whore. a STREET whore. I was holding her
by the shoulders as I thrusted my dick into her wet pussy. I looked down at my cock
sliding in and out of her and I could see her pussy juices building up, leaking all
over my dick. I've done some whore role-playing with girlfriends before, but this
was the real thing!

"You like this dick, bitch?"
"ugh...yeah"
"You like the way this feels, you fucking whore?"
"Yeah....yeah!"
"You like the way you're getting fucked, don't you?"
"YES! Ugh ahhh yes!"

I was fucking her harder and harder, pulling my dick all the way out to the head and
shoving it all the way back in, each time she got louder. Whores are great at faking
orgasms, but I'm better at telling if they're faking, and I tell you...she was NOT
faking this one.

"OH MY GOD...I'M GONNA CUM, UGH! UGH!"

She came hard on my dick...I could tell because I could feel it squeezing, I could
feel the rush of her pussy juice on me. It was amazing. But she wasn't done yet.

"You always cum for your dates like that?"
"God, no...no...ahhh aghh"
"You wanna cum again, you fucking bitch?"
"Yeah...yeahhh"

But by then I could feel it start to build up inside of me, my own orgasm. I slapped
her ass while continuing to fuck her, which usually causes a girl to jerk back
slightly, which usually buys me a bit more time when I feel an orgasm coming on. I
kept slapping her ass, and she pushed herself back on me, trying to get all of my
dick

"Yeah, you trying to get it all, baby?"
"Yeah, yeah...fuck...fuck!"
"You're gonna make me cum soon, baby"
"Oh yeah, cum for me, cum for me!"
"You want me to cum inside of you?"
"No...don't...tell me"
"Come on, baby...I wanna cum inside of you"
"I'll get pregnant...ugh"
"You wanna get knocked up?"
"Noooo"
"You wanna get knocked up, you fucking whore?"
"No, don't"

but she continued to back up on my dick. She was about to have another orgasm, and
on one hand, she didn't want to get pregnant, but on the other hand she couldn't
stop now when she was so close. I could feel her get ready to orgasm again, and she
finally yelled,

"Fuck, fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming"

to which I replied,

"Cum for me, you little whore. Gonna knock you up now"
"ugh ugh"

I couldn't take it anymore, and I finally let loose all of my cum inside of her
pussy all of it. I thought she would freak out and pull her pussy off of my dick,
but she kept taking it, and milking it all in. Even after I shot every drop of cum
into her fertile whore pussy, she kept pushing back.

That bitch was trying for a third orgasm! I could feel the slippery slickness of her
soaking wet streetwalker pussy combined with my cum, creating a natural lube unlike
anything I've ever experienced...it was keeping me hard. I let go of her and she
kept backing up violently on my dick, as fast and as hard as she could. I was tired
and getting softer, but still turned on...it was that confused half-state where your
dick is trying to decide what it should do. So I decided to add some dialogue to
make help it along.

"You're pushing my cum deeper into your pussy. You're gonna get pregnant now"
"ahhh, ahh, almost there, almost there" as she totally ignored me and focused just
on getting another orgasm
She exploded one more time, and as she did, I told her that she sucked all my cum
even deeper inside of her. Finally finished, she pulled her pussy off of my
half-hard dick and immediately ran into the corner and peed.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck", she said, crouching over and trying her best to piss out
the cum
"Damn, that was so good baby"
"I told you not to cum inside of me"
"I couldn't help it. You kept fucking me back"
"Fuck, I can't believe this. I can't get pregnant"
"Don't worry, I'm sterile, so I can't get anyone pregnant anyway"
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, so you don't have to panic"

I was lying, of course, but she felt better, and better yet, it allowed me to see
her several more times and cum deep inside of her pussy each time. I went to her
place, she went to my place and we actually developed a pretty cool and casual
relationship, as much as a hooker and john can have one.

She did end up getting pregnant, but she never suspected it was me! She blamed her
boyfriend, even though he insisted he pulled out every time.

He probably did. :D