Me And Kara – My First Hooker

I was a college sophomore. I had money in the bank. I wasn’t yet “legal” but I was no longer a teen. I was horny.

And, I had lost interest in romantic relationships.

So, I got into my car one night in October of 1985 and drove into the city… the red light district.

It didn’t take long to spot the working women of the city’s main street. A swiss chocolate luvly strolled along the street wearing tight jeans and a short jacket. The jacket wasn’t buttoned and beneath it lay a pair of melons held in a bikini top.

We made eye contact.

She waved.

She gripped a tit in one hand and her crotch in the other.

I pulled to the curb and she hurried to my car.

“Wanna date, hun?” she asked, getting settled into the passenger seat before the she finished her inquiry. “Sure,” I responded dryly. “Good. Thirty for a blowjob. Sixty for half and half. Hundred get both, cum twice.” I showed her the five twenty dollar bills I had in my pocket. She directed me to a small parking lot behind an auto body shop.

Once the car was parked, she suggested, “Let’s get in the back seat.” I was driving a Chrysler station wagon (hatch back) at the time. We each got out of the car. My money was still in my pocket. We each got into the back seat. “I’m Kara,” she told me. I told her my name in return. Kara then removed her coat and tossed it onto the front seat. Then, she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down to my ankles.

“Money first, sweetie,” she directed, taking hold of my stiffening cock and giving it a playful bit of stroking. I removed the five bills from my jacket pocket and placed them in her hand. Then I removed my jacket and unbuttoned my shirt. She wadded the bills into her hand then reached over the seat to [I presumed] stuff them into her jacket.

With her money safely tucked away, Kara settled into the back seat and removed her pants and shoes. “You like black girls,” she cooed, leaning against the door, legs spread, one on the seat the other off. “Yeah.., sure.” “Ever been,” she continued, rubbing her bikini covered tits, “with a black girl?” “No.” “That’s nice,” she teased, slipping a hand into her panties, cupping her mound, eyeing my rising dick.

“I’m gonna suck the cum outta that,” she teased. “Ever had a girl swallow?” “Sh- Sure,” I stammered. Kara bend toward my prick, cupping balls in one hand and my member in the other. She licked my shaft from bottom to top, circling the head like the top scoop of a melting ice cream cone. Kara continued licking, fondling and stroking.

Until, “Hey,” I interjected, “suck it now.” I grabbed her head, pulled it over my dick, “Get It In Your Mouth!” I commanded, shoving her head down onto my steel hard member. “Open!” Reluctantly, this black whore parted her lips. I forced her head down, driving my dick into her mouth and beyond. She gagged. I held my stick inside her throat, corking her airway.

When I released her, she popped up like a freed jack-in-the-box. She gulped air, one quick gulp, blinked her eyes several times, coughed twice… before I shoved her back onto my cock. “Suck it right,” I suggested, “or I’ll keep this up till you pass out. And, I’ll still fuck you, damn whore!”

“Fine,” she pouted. Then, Kara’s mouth worked my cock with less hesitancy… but not much skill. Still, a wet mouth engulfing your cock is always good.

Her lips held my dick snugly while her tongue lay in place, gliding over my dick with the movement of her head. “Good,” I uttered, “the head.., lick the head.” She complied. “Nice. Don’t,” I moaned, “stop.” Kara’s warm breath added fuel to the fire in my genitals.

“Yes. That’s it,” I uttered, encouraging her improving technique, “gonna.., oh, yeah.., cumm!” As the first of my load began to exit my cock, Kara began to draw her head off it… “Oh, No! You said you’d swallow,” I reminded her. Then, I grabbed her ears and pulled her back to my dick.

To this day, I don’t know where more went, her mouth or her face. When I was spent, Kara sat up. Her face and the tops of her tits were spattered with white globular fluid. Similar fluid still dripped from her semi parted lips. “Clean it,” I ordered, indicating the slime oozing from my diminishing rod. Apparently, she’d learned to behave because I didn’t have to force her head to my groin. Kara went right to work, licking my cock and balls clean!

Half her job done, Kara leaned into the door once again, legs again spread. I adopted a similar position opposite her, leaning into the other back door. “Take off your `bra’ and panties,” I instructed, holding my cock and balls, massaging them lightly. “Let’s,” I continued, “sixty-nine,” sliding along the door, to the seat, achieving a prone position.

As I slid into position, Kara complied with my instruction, stripping. Then, she quickly straddled me, on all fours, hanging her pussy over my face. As her mouth descended to my risen dick, I raised my mouth to her womanhood. My tongue parted her petals, worming it’s way inside her folds. I put my lips to her pussy, sucking the labia.

The sweet smell of a woman’s dew began to fill the car.

Slowly, Kara turned, bringing her tits to my face, rising on her knees, arching back, bringing her vagina over, then covering, my penis. I pushed my hips to meet her. My erect shaft penetrated her ready cunt completely. Our pelvis’ slapped together, resoundingly.

“Oh, Yes! Ride me, Kara. Ride my fucking dick!”

“Like that black pussy on your cock, don’ch hun?!”

“Fuck Yeah!”

Without hurrying, Kara rode me. We fucked slowly, earnestly. As her pussy moved freely over my dick, my mouth suckled her tits. Her nipples glistened with my saliva. Kara began to moan, pleased. She shuddered. Warmth, wetness, coated my steel hard piston!

Overcome, I grabbed her, pulled her to me, held her chest to mine, stopping her riding motion. Then, I thrust my hips forward. “Gonna,” I pronounced, “Fuck Your Hot Cunt, Kara. Gonna Fuck’n Cum Inside You! Shoot my damn seed into your fuckin’ basket! OH, Yeah, Baybee!” My pelvis slammed into hers. … again. … again. … once more. … and again!

Kara’s breath came in gasps. She breathed heavily. “Oh God! GEE Zus! Fuck me. Shit!” she sputtered.

A sheen of sweat covered our bodies.