"Mmm yeah, you such cock like a pro!"
"Fuck yeah, bitch! Take my cock like a good whore!"
"Shut up, you filthy whore and do what I say!"
All of the above phrases or variations thereof were daily occurrences when it came to Beth and I. We both loved dirty talk and her favorite word was "whore" when it came to fucking. It was after 3 months of dating that she had admitted to me she had prostitution fantasies and that she wanted to role-play some of them. Within a week I had her in the passenger seat of my SUV and we negotiated price and limits. She was wearing a black skirt with a shine to it that was too short to wear for anything other than fucking, a black tube top with no bra and a small jean jacket on top. I thought it was funny that she was wearing flats for shoes but later she admitted she couldn't afford something sexier "yet". I parked under a bridge and for $100 she sucked my cock and I fucked her pussy for a half hour.
That was our first experiment with role-play together and despite the occasional giggle or knowing smile, it was hot. For the next 6 months we took our role-plays more seriously and explored a variety of fetishes and fantasies. As it turned out, she was an incredibly kinky girl.
She stood at 5'8", she had long brown hair and her partial Italian decent left her with a nice tan to her skin. She was in good shape and her B cup tits were firm and perfect to stare at as they hung so beautifully from her small rib-cage. If she wanted, she actually could have made a lot of cash working as an "escort" -- she was for lack of a better word, sexy.
I wasn't particularly shocked when she sent me a text message while I worked one day: "I'm playing with myself right now. I'm thinking about taking our role-play to the next level..."
We were always taking things to the next level but I wasn't sure what more we could do. We took the whore role-play as far as me picking her up on the streets and dropping her off back there. We had even found another guy who was willing to join in on the fantasy. "Tonight I'm going to negotiate with other guys before you pick me up."
While prostitution isn't illegal where we live, it can still be dangerous so I had some protests. I hesitantly came to an agreement with her as she seemed dead-set on this. In fact, when she gets an idea in her head I'm afraid she would do it without me if I didn't agree. She would leave her cell phone on connected with me and I could stay close by to watch.
That night she was giddy as she pulled on her thigh-high fishnet stockings, tiny black skirt (her signature item), a small white tube top and a black mid-length jacket. She wore her lipstick in a bright shade and used heavy eye-liner and pinker shades of makeup than usual. This time she did her hair in pig-tails and when I got the final eye-full I would have guessed she was a 20 year old hooker -- not a 26 year old slut. She slid on her knee-high hooker boots that she had recently purchased. She claimed she only wanted knee-high boots so that she could use them for more than just role-play; Always so logical.
We had no idea how the actual streets worked. In the movies there were always hookers arguing about turf and pimps wandering around and stuff so we would have to play this carefully. I dropped her off half a block from where we sometimes saw prostitutes working and where I had previously picked her up from. She kissed me and turned to open the door of the SUV but before she left I grabbed her arm, "You're sure?" I asked one last time.
She pulled out her cell phone and called me and slipped it into her purse. She gave me a wink and a re-assuring smile and assured me, "You're amazing for doing this with me. I'm going to blow your mind tonight."
I watched her as she walked down the block. She had a confidence about her at all times and right now it made her seem like a natural here. It didn't take long before a car drove by and honked. Almost right after another pulled over. I quickly grabbed my phone so I could listen. She leaned over the passenger window and popped her head inside. "How's it going, baby?" she said clearly.
"How much for 15 minutes?" a surprisingly regular voice asked.
"I'm by the hour only. Move on to some cheap piece of ass, if that's what you want." She stood up and the car pulled away. Simple! She was great at diverting these guys and I was relieved now that her plan would be perfect. I would let maybe 5 cars go before I picked her up. I had to admit, it was sort of getting me hot.
A pickup truck pulled over this time and she walked to the window with her seemingly standard greeting, "How's it going, sexy?"
"You're new. What do you charge?"
She hesitated a moment. She obviously didn't think anyone would just jump to that without asking any preferences first. "Depends what you're looking for..."
"I want to fuck you in my truck. Mouth and cunt" he replied with ease. He was a regular, you could tell.
"Oh..." she hesitated. For an hour, $250" she told him.
"HA! Fuck that." He said before he quickly drove away.
She dealt with another car and again diverted him. No trouble.
A van pulled up to her this time and again she leaned in. She hesitated before saying anything this time before finally speaking up, "I've never seen you here before. You don't look the part, sexy. Looking for something on particular?"
Her opening was different. Something was different about this guy.
When he spoke his voice was young and strong. "My first time here. I... I didn't expect to find someone as sexy as you. Ummm... Want to come with me?"
"Whoa, whoa tiger" she replied. "I don't know what you want and you don't know what I charge."
"Oh, yeah." He chuckled nervously. "Umm... Well, I saw what girls normally charge on craigslist. Would you take $50 for a blowjob?"
For a moment there was silence and then she looked in my direction. "Sure."
My jaw dropped as she opened the door and climbed in. "Where are we going?" she asked him.
"I know a place I can park if you don't mind working in the van."
I followed them as carefully as I could and listened to every word they spoke. She kept fishing for information on exactly where they were going -- smart. He was obviously nervous but the more they talked the more he loosened up. He told her they would park under the bridge outside a construction site that no one is at during the night. I knew exactly where that was!
I kept the phone close to my ear and my eyes fixed on the car. As they spoke his confidence grew and he became more adventurous. "I've always fantasized about paying for a whore". She giggled at this and told him he was in for a treat.
"I bet you suck cock amazingly. My last girlfriend didn't even like it." He was getting comfortable. He was starting to learn his place and hers. He owned her. "Well," she said, "I love it! Don't you worry about that."
I was getting hard listening to the back and forth conversation they were having. They were just 5 minutes from the location now. I was so fixated on the events unfolding that I didn't even notice the orange light they just slipped through and the red light that I fully ran. A cop on a motorcycle flashed his light behind me and suddenly I knew what I had done. More than the cop could imagine. Yes, I had run a red light but I had also left my girlfriend who was pretending to be a whore unprotected with a stranger. My heart was racing.
I knew I had to remain calm or the cop would keep me longer. I unrolled my window as he approached my vehicle. We went through all the usual motions. Yes, I knew why I had been pulled over. Yes, I had my license and registration. No, I hadn't been drinking.
He took a minute checking my license in the database but when it came up clear he gave me a warning and sent me on my way. I pulled away from him slowly and drove cautiously for 5 or 6 blocks until I felt safe. I was already 5 or 6 minutes behind! I picked up the phone again but I could hear nothing. I checked to make sure we were still connected and listened again. Silence. I drove faster. Then I heard him speak, "Oh yeah... fuck you are pro." He exhaled heavily. "Big enough for you?" he asked smugly.
I was relieved to hear that. Fuck he was quick! He drove there fast and they didn't waste any time getting his cock out.
"You like it when I do this? Mmm... you have great balls". I loved it when she sucked my balls and she was obviously doing it to him now.
"Ohhh fuck yeah... Suck those balls, bitch. Work my cock. Mmm.."
There was another 30 seconds of silence other than breathing and slurping noises. He spoke again, "Get out of the van and let's go in the back. I took the seats out so there's more room."