What a night I had in Liverpool. I just bought this short black sequenced dress that was very enticing; at least that is what Dirk told me. I had no bra under it but was wearing white stockings and my black fuck me shoes. Whenever I went into a pub, it was like everyone turned to look at me or it felt that way. I would sit on a bar stool and cross my legs, hoping a guy would come over to shag me. While I scanned the pub looking for potential lovers, my pussy became very juicy anticipating a hard cock being buried in me. It took a while, but eventually one or two guys would come over and Dirk would farm me out for a price. Soon I was in a privy or a back room having sex. By the time we hit the fourth pub, I already had 7 guys sticking their hard throbbing boners into my wanting body. I also had many orgasms while enjoying the horny blokes, putting me in a state of pure ecstasy desiring more. It was like being in a fantastic wet dream with lots of hunks wanting me. I've never felt so popular and was having so much fun flirting. But this new pub woke me up from my sexual fantasy.
The owner kicked us out yelling, "You can't pimp your whore in here. Get the fuck out before I call a bobby!"
Dirk said something angrily back that didn't make sense to me. Even though I knew, I didn't want to acknowledge what I was really doing. But that moment made me realize that I was just a horny girl fucking for money and I didn't care what they looked like. The funny thing was that as soon as I became totally aware of my behavior, I just brushed it aside. I had to tell myself that there was nothing I could do about being a strumpet except embrace and enjoy what I was doing. And I was surely getting loads of pleasure from my fun.
Once outside, I held onto Dirk's arm and sensually said, "Where to next? I'm sure the next pub will have some nice guys for me to have fun with. I'm still so very horny!"
He started to laugh and before he could to say something to me, an ugly very fat guy with a beard hurried out, caught us and shouted, "Wait bloke; how much to shag your lovely old-lady?"
We stopped and turned around as Dirk quickly answered, "300 quid!"
The guy laughed and replied, "I have only a hundred quid on me."
Dirk looked at me. I shook my head no and whispered, "Please not him."
Instead he gave me an evil sneer and answered, "Okay you got 15 minutes to get your wanker off, starting now."
The guy threw the money at Dirk, took my hand, and dragged me into an alley. We were only a few steps from the street. He smiled and told me that I was very pretty, took the straps down off my arms and pulled the top off my boobs. Lowering his head into them he began to suck and bite my nipples. In a moment he finished, pushed me against the wall and began to kiss me.
I stopped him and cried, "No kissing big boy. Just fuck me and get it over with."
I guess that pissed him off or something like that. He instantly turned me to face the wall and mumbled something about getting his whole fifteen minutes worth. Lifting my skirt up over my ass, he pulled my hips back toward him, forcing me to slide down the wall. I put my hands out for balance and he pulled me farther toward him. I heard him unzipping his pants. Reaching under me, he began roughly yanking on my boobs.
As he did he whispered, "Bitch, you're one hot looking tart. It's been almost six months since I had such a fit hussy and I'm going to enjoy sticking you. Damn you are fucking gorgeous and your tits are fucking firm. Let's see if your fucking cunt is as enticing."
With my skirt over my ass, he saw that I wasn't wearing any knickers. He mumbled something else that I don't recall, as his fingers began mauling my vagina. He told me that I was very wet. I guess I still was. Then he pushed his bare cock into me.
"Damn you are very tight for a fucking whore. It doesn't feel like you had many blokes tonight. I'm really going to enjoy fucking a hot trollop like you." He nastily said.
I wanted this over with as quickly as possible. So as I pushed back and forth on his cock, I began to moan over and over again, "Oh god you feel so good. Oh Yes! Fuck me! Oh Yes! Make me cum. Yes! Yes!"
As he was plowing speedily in and out of me, I heard footsteps. I looked over and it was Dirk smoking one of his smelly cigars, while watching this guy plundered my pussy. He didn't say anything. The guy held my hips while pumping me faster and faster. Then Dirk said something about five minutes or it will cost him another 50. The guy began to really shag me harder. Suddenly he grunted, slowed down, and pushed himself deep inside me. I could feel him squirting his spunk into my well used hole. With each squirt he would pull me tighter against him. When finished, he held me in that position until he started to shrink. Then he fell out.
As I stood up from his ravishing, his spunk began leaking out of me down my legs. I keep my legs open, bent forward and pushed the rest out, which landed on the ground making a puddle under me. As the Dirk watched me, I heard chuckles from other guys that were walking by.
Then the fat guy said, "Dude, she's a real nice fuck. I really needed to blow that load. And damn what a hot tight cunt your slag has."
As they watched his spunk dripping out of me, Dirk laughed and said, "I guess you had a lot saved up. Look, she's still pushing it out."
The guys chuckled together and he answered, "Fuck yeah! It's been a very long time from fucking a slag. I've been locked away. She's exactly what I needed. Are you going to be around tomorrow? I could use another fuck.
Dirk laughed and answered, "Probably not. We have another town to visit tomorrow night."
Then the guy asked, "Well then tell me, what's her story? I can't believe someone attractive and with such a fit body is out here fucking for a 100 quid. She seemed to enjoy being humiliated as some sort of harlot too. What gives?"
Dirk became serious and irately answered, "Look bloke! It's none of your damn business. You shagged her and she loved it. Leave it at that."
After I stood up, the guy looked at me and thanked me, then quickly walked away. I asked Dirk if we could go back to the hotel now. He smiled, took my hand, turned me to look at three other blokes who watched me getting it and said, "Do any of you guys want to shag my old-lady too?"
One guy asked how much and Dirk answered a 100 quid. He took him up on it and I was again leaning against the back wall with this guy holding my hips and fucking me. Then the next guy took his 15 minute turn and the third. When they finished, I pulled up my top and placed the straps over my shoulders. With their spunk dripping down my legs, Dirk told me that I was great tonight. Afterwards, I held his arm tightly, laid my head on his shoulder, and slowly walked back to the hotel. I was thankful for not taking me to another pub. That's when I realized that I had changed into a cheap strumpet, exactly what he wanted me to become.
After Liverpool, my sexual depravity was now in full swing. I no longer cared about who or where I was being shagged. I just wanted it all the time. I was no longer the innocent Lady when I flew into London. In fact I was the complete opposite. I finally embraced my role as a street harlot. Even while doing tourist stuff during the day, I would look at guys and flirt. When a guy flirted back, I would tell Dirk that I wanted him and he would negotiate a price. Then we would find a place for him to shag me, but most of the time we went to a privy. At night I couldn't wait to dress in my strumpet outfits. It didn't matter where Dirk took me or whom I would enjoy shagging. I just accepted who I have become. Also I wasn't happy with shagging just one or two guys any more. I needed to shag at least four guys every night to be content and completely satisfied. I really can't explain it now, but for some reason I needed to quench my appetite as harlot. I had become the strumpet that Dirk said I was, after I went dogging.
The next day we drove up to the Lake District and took a boat tour on Lake Windermere. It was cold that day so Dirk allowed me to wear pants, a blouse with no bra, and a jacket. It was on the boat that we met two blokes from Scotland out for a day. We became buds and toured the stops with them. It was at one of stops and while we were eating lunch, that Danny asked if Dirk was my boyfriend. I guess the flirting got to him. I laughed and said no he wasn't. Dirk chimed in and asked them if they liked what they saw. He had me unzip my jacket which gave them both a nice view of my breast from under the sheer blouse. It took them by surprise, but in unison Danny and Clyde said they did. Well one thing led to another and after the boat ride, we were back at their two bedrooms rented cottage.
I was sitting on a couch as Dirk and Danny were outside smoking. Clyde was sitting next to me and chatting about his life. I was so turned on and horny from flirting all day. I got real close to him, put my hand on his crouch and kissed him. We didn't stop kissing, as I felt his cock beginning to enlarge. When we finally stopped, Dirk and Danny was behind us.
Danny blurted, "Well I guess Clyde couldn't wait for an okay from you. If you two stay the night, I'll agree to your fee, but it has to be all night. I don't think I could get enough of Kathryn in just a few hours."
Dirk smiled and agreed to the terms. I looked up at him smiled and said, "Oh we are going to have so much fun. Thank you for letting us stay the night. But I have to go and prepare myself, if we are doing what I hoped we're going to be doing."
As I started to get up, Clyde grabbed me for another kiss. I told Danny that I needed a shower first. He took may hand and slowly walking me toward the bathroom. As he did, he told me how beautiful I was, patted my ass I went in. By this time Dirk had our bags in and he gave me my beauty case, which contained my enema stuff. An hour later I came out squeaky clean and ready for fun.
I walked out bare foot wearing just sheer black lingerie with a black thong barely covering anything. The guys took one look at me and their jaws dropped. With lusty smiles I could tell they wanted me. I love that look a guy gives when he's horny for me. I know in his mind he is thinking of what it would be like to fuck me. In a moment these two nice lads are going to find out.
"Okay guys, I'm all ready for some nice long loving!" I sensually said. "So who wants to be first or would you like to make love to me together?"