High School Faculty Whore (5)
When I walked out of the house that morning, I was excited and happy and couldn’t wait to get to the work. Feeling good and ready to take on what was in store for me that afternoon, my mistress Sara had planned for with me wearing my beautiful yellow dress, the expensive sheer undergarments she had sent to me along with my gold jewelry and white heels. It was a wonderful day out, sunny but cool day and I decided to not wear my coat after all and placed it in the backseat before getting in driver’s seat and starting it up. Turning on the radio because I wanted to get the traffic news as things warmed up for my drive, which is about thirty-five minutes from my house.
Pulling out of my driveway earlier than normal that morning to give myself some extra time to get things together and prepare for what was going to happen later that day that Sara had gone through putting together and also to talk with her and see if there was any special she might want me to know or do. Things were going prefect with traffic, not bad at all putting me in such a great mood as I switched to some music and began to sing along with it. But things were not going my way this morning any longer because while on the highway and moving pretty fast, I could not avoid the damn thing and hit what looked like a small board in my lane which caused a loud thump sound running over it. But that was not the only thing now I ran into. I had a new problem of having to pee, and soon.
All of that coffee I drank was making me have to go. Knowing I could not make it to work and most certainly did not want to have an accident in my nice panties, I needed to stop badly, but where was I going to go? Not wanting some dirty and nasty restroom, I got to thinking about McDonald’s as they would be open early and their restrooms are pretty clean, but where was one at when I needed one? Exiting the highway on the first street I came to because of feeling the pressure within me. I began making my way down Broadway past many businesses until I spotted one, which was a few miles from the highway. After parking, I had to run in and drop my panties quickly and go to take care of my problem. It was a large pee, and I felt better after going.Coming out of the restroom, I decided to buy a small cup of coffee and enjoy it there. I do have a weakest for coffee and thinking a small cup would be ok because I planned to pee again before leaving so I should be able to make it to work. With my coffee and finding a seat, sipping it for only a few moments and thinking about what my day might be like. No way did I want to drive and maybe spill it on myself.
But while sitting, I heard some men speak in Spanish and they were talking about me. They had a work truck I saw later and I am sure they stopped in on their way there, but now I was serving as a form of sexual amusement for them while sitting a few feet away. Their conversation amongst themselves was getting me excited and wetter by the moment if I listened to them anymore and I was not needing that at all right now. Why was I excited? Because I speak Spanish as a second language and could hear every word they said about me along with their laughter, and it was pretty damn nasty. My ears picked up them saying things such as wanting to fuck my pussy and ass, among other nasty things. Acting like I didn’t hear them as one said they could take turns doing me. That kind of talk was getting me so wet already and I could not let things get worse between my legs, so getting up I threw the rest of an almost full coffee away and glanced at them exiting out the door.
Reaching my car, all I could say was “shit” and wanted to just really vent some frustration right then. One of my tires was low from that fucking board, causing it to lose air. “What am I going to do now? I don’t think it’s going to be drivable much further with it this way”, I said to myself. Standing there for some time next to my car as no one passing by seemed concerned that I was in trouble and close to calling Sara and telling her I would be late or could not make it today which I didn’t want that to happen at all, along with would she believe my story? Because she was untrusting at times and could get mean. Then those three dirty talking men came out, and I gave them a sexy come-on kind of smile, because I did need help. I really didn’t mind. They talked about me nasty like. that it’s just I didn’t need that situation right then happening to me. Two of them went to their truck while the other came over to me, knowing I needed some help.
I found out the other two could not speak English and they of course didn’t know I spoke Spanish while he said to me, “hey looks like you got a bad tire”. “Yes, I know you think you can fix it”, I asked him. “No, but my cousin he can fix it, he’ s got a garage not far from here”. “Are you sure he can fix it”, I asked. “Sure!”, he said to me. “Follow me and I show you where his garage is”. Getting into my car, it drove terribly now and followed their truck down the road a couple of miles until we came to a rundown garage with several cars in repair, old tires, car parts lying around. I didn’t see a name on the building or signs about as I went in with the one who spoke English meeting the man inside who he said is his cousin and asked him “can you fix my tire? I am in a hurry”. He came out, looked at it and said, “sure, but it’s going to take around thirty minutes or more”. “Ok, but can you start right away? I need to get going”. “Yes”, he said. He then asked for my keys, which I handed to him, and he got in and pulled my car into the garage and set things up to work on it.
The other guys had taken off already by then and it was just me and the mechanic now. His name is Ramon, and he had a potbelly, a chipped front tooth, not particularly good looking at all and food was on his shirt which was disgusting to me while I stood there talking to him about the job as he was checking me out with nasty thoughts in that dirty mind of his.Several minutes after he started working on the tire, I began to get cold from it being a little breezy, with the garage door open while watching him work. So getting my coat from the back seat and putting it on as several more minutes passed until I actually had to pee again.
I asked where his restroom was and Ramon motioned with his hand pointing and said, “it’s over there in my office”. I walked past several other cars he had in the garage on my way there and saw an open door in the back of the office. The restroom was dark, and I took my coat off, laying it on the back of a couch he had and walked in that small restroom, turning on the light finding it disgusting. Pee on the seat while the floor was nasty too and the toilet tank was very dusty. Some old calendar was on the wall above the toilet of a bare-breasted woman holding wrenches, and that was it. “Why did this shit have to happen today”, I said to myself as I closed the door. It didn’t have a lock either but a hole where one should be, but I had to go so bad I just closed it. With a clean seat now but the surrounding toilet itself being nasty, I could not let my dress get dirty from it. Slipping out of it and putting it on a hook on the wall while now standing there in only my white undergarments.Undoing my garter and sliding my panties down to my knees, only not wanting them to hit the floor because it was dirty as well. Setting on that toilet knowing I had to get out of here and be on my way quickly while looking at the back of the door while peeing as the owner had dirty pics of women in various positions taped it. I said to myself, “the nasty fucker must jerk off while using the toilet because that’s the closet thing to sex he probability gets”.
After a long pee and wiping myself, I stood up, pulling those smooth thin narrow panties back between my legs against my freshly shaved pussy. I flushed the toilet before washing my hands in the sink when I felt a cool breeze pass by, which must have blown open the door slowly and turning my head now to catch Ramon watching me. The guy who was supposed to be fixing my tire was looking at me, him being one horny, nasty bastard.He had the tire of the car off already but had stopped and came into the office to get something he said to me. When I caught sight of him, he was giving me a hungry stare, grinning, showing his teeth with that fucked up tooth and squeezing his cock with his right hand. I’ve had so many men look at me in my life and I didn’t close the door right away and gave him a sneer because of his stare and sexual innuendo with his hand. Closing it now, I let out a deep breath and felt sweat on my face, flushed and having a dirty thought in my mind. When I came out, he had left the office and was working again and I asked if it would be ready soon. “yes”, he replied.
He had worked for about ten minutes more when he finally lowered my car off the jack and told me he was finished. Then he and I went back into his office. I said to him, “how much do I owe you”, “forty-five dollars”, he replied. “You take credit cards right,” I said. “No, only cash”, he told me. Fuck!, I knew I didn’t have that in my wallet that happened to be in my coat.‘ “I don’t have forty-five dollars in cash on me, why so much”, I asked him. Then he told some bullshit and it cost more to repair.” Shit”, I said.I thought, this is turning into a fucked up day. I wanted the day to be perfect, and it had not worked out that way and there was nothing that could do at this point to make it better. Knowing if I screwed things up, Sara would not be understanding at all. I had seen her anger before and didn’t want to from this situation. I had to get to work one way or another.
Then I said to him, “maybe we can work something out between us. How about I come back this afternoon and pay you”. But he shook his head no, and he looked at me with a raised eyebrow and a slight grin, which I understood now what he wanted. Not wanting to barter with him any longer because I had to get going. Looking down, seeing his cock was hard through his pants. Saying to him “if I suck your cock will you forget the forty-five dollars I owe you”. He let me know by shaking his head again, “no”. To which I rolled my eyes and looked at the ceiling disgusted with things before saying to him, “what can be done to solve this? What can I give you for fixing the tire”. As I said that his eyebrow raised again speaking to me saying “I want to fuck your pussy” in a dirty way with a wide grin causing my breath too deepen and that hot tingling feeling between my legs coming back again strong !.There I was no keys because he had them, not enough cash on me and my need to get going and the only way to get out of my predicament I was in now was to fuck that fat bastard, plus myself getting horny now. “If I fuck you, you bastard, you better forget the money,” I told him and he agreed to. “Alright, but I am in a hurry and need to get going soon,” I said.
His facial expression the first time I laid eyes on him was just like the other guys when glancing at them making my way out the door after getting wet in McDonalds. But this time he had a nasty watering mouth, looking very hungry, which affected me more than ever from those other guys. When slipping my dress off, him looking at me in only the sheer clothing I had on, he said” holy shit”. I had my dress off now in front of him as he seemed so ready to get at me as if to eat me up, with me saying “you nasty bastard, before I took my dress back to the restroom and hung it up where it was before thinking about what was going to take place. With his dirty mind, I could tell he just loved this situation, me being in and me having to give him my pussy, which he could only have dreamed about before this whole thing started. I began to breathe harder while my back was turned to him, thinking about his cock when lastly slipping off my sheer panties that were against my slick and wet pussy and was placing them with my dress.He now to came up behind me forcefully while hanging them up, grunting and pushing me over to the toilet, telling me to grab the back of it in a strong tone. Now wide eyed, breathing deep and a moan coming from me, I said loud “oh fuck”.
My mind was racing about the things which caused this situation to happen and what he would do with me now as his pants hit the floor just before his cock touched me between my legs sliding across the wetness of my slit with him so fucking happy thinking about himself getting me this way. The humiliation that I felt from these surroundings, what was to come, how he treated me by saying in Spanish with has hands firmly feeling my ass and shaved pussy “perra que tiene un culo bastante blanco”, saying to me (“bitch you got a pretty white ass”). I was already long pass the end of my denial of him now and so hot from those words that he said to me, that coming out of my mouth so quickly without even thinking saying, “fuck me like your whore” as he chuckled from that. No longer disgusted by what he said, did or whatever else would happen, either from my eagerness for the touch of him inside of me had my pussy runny wet, on fire.My words I had said when he first pushed me over to the toilet were those of wanting it from him because of his taking to me that way. I meant them nasty, and he knew it. I felt he knew how much of a slut I was when he first met me. He even took credit cards I found out later, but he lied to me because he just wanted the pussy of a white bitch like me. I really found his unexpected forcefulness, nasty words, the laughter of demeaning me from this whole situation so exciting at that point.
Yes, I know you are reading this. See me a slut and I am since I was young. I can’t help it. I’ve always been that way of screwing guys since I started letting guys use me. I had tried to hold back so I could get out of there, but I couldn’t any longer. I’ve always been attracted to the sexual aggressiveness of men and was so eager to be submissive and nasty for Ramon now, which he damn well knew by the sound of my deep breathing and from my sultry body shifting my ass positioning myself downward for him. My legs are now wider to be used as his nasty white whore for his filthy sexual pleasure.It came as a hard push in me feeling the head of his cock push into the lips of my pussy and from that forceful push I was crying at first and had to suddenly catch my breath as he must have been big making me shift my stance as he showed no hesitation of stopping at all. It was stretching me open as I took it quickly up inside me. All I could do was let out a cry in a sharp tone and jerk my head as he applied force to me with it as it stretched me tight until he stopped and I felt the hair around his cock touch the smooth skin of my pussy. I was trying to adjust to his size when he pulled back and took a deep breath before he slammed hard forward, making me almost lose control of holding the toilet. “Oh, fuck!” I cried out!, as it went back in hard as I was trying all of that nasty son of a bitch again in me when he did it a second time and then again and again. My juices already were covering him with each thrust and even though it was tight, it did slide in easier each time with those repeated thrusts in me.
He had his rhythm going now and the discomfort I felt at first was replaced with now pleasure from its size and its movement up in my pussy. Oh, fuck, his cock felt so good inside of me now and I loved being fucked like his whore and being only a piece of pussy to Ramon. Then he said “te gusta esa perrayou” (you like that, you bitch), as he was slamming into me good and making my body shake and my breath very hard hoping it would last giving me the sexual stimulation I needed from the pounding and my on humiliation.The excitement, my humiliation, by him fucking me as his whore was too good to last, and it didn’t take long as I began to feel my orgasm rapidly approaching. When it came like a way, a huge wave through my body quickly causing my squeezing down on him as I cried out “oh fuck yes!!”. It was one of the best I had in a such a very long time. But he did not *************** except for only a split second when he changed his hand position to now under me, talking to hold my tits with his hands while continuing with the pounding. Shit!, he knew what he was doing to me and squeezed them and even my nipples, twisting them also with his fingers, causing me to cry out “fuck yes again” for him. I could not believe how good he was giving it to me. My juices and cum were coating that cock, making a nasty fucking mess, its wetness running down my inner thighs. He just continued to pump it up in me for what seemed such a long time while I rolled my eyes and moaning “oh fuck” over and over with a weakness in my legs now, not knowing if I could stand much longer.I was knew he was close to shooting, but I didn’t know he would in me or on my ass and as I said, I couldn’t believe how good he was because I was close again a second time. When he started breathing deeper as he continued thrusting hard before a long “aah” came from his mouth as cum shot up in me and feeling its heat speeded up my second orgasm, where I groaned from another great one he gave me. The cum from him and my own orgasm kept my juices flowing while pumping several more times until he stopped and pulled out and that full feeling left my pussy that I didn’t want to, as he jerked the last bit on my ass. He stepped back from me, looking over my shoulder to get a look and my eyes didn’t believe it and I had to turn around amazed and sit on the toilet in front of him, gazing at his cock now almost in my face. He was uncut, with its skin back showing a purplish head. Covering that beautiful cock with its hairy balls was the cream we produced together. I would not deny my mouth after seeing it. Moving my head forward, taking his cock, that gooey sticky thing, stroking it, pulling the skin of his cock over the head and back several times before putting my tongue out, licking around what I thought was so beautiful .The sexual satisfaction I got from it while my tongue went round and round that cock head made me desire it more. I didn’t say a word anytime during my licking or when I went down on it as much as my mouth allowed me. Sucking him as he worked my head up and down, I would have never imaged doing this for him when I entered this garage and saw his ugly fucking face. I enjoyed sucking it and getting him up again, knowing he would want more of me as I did of him. He, I could tell, wanted to move and pulled it from my mouth. I got off the toilet with him saying “on the couch whore”. I complied and moved into the office, laying on my back as he pulled his shoes off, pants, shirt and underwear and seeing his fat pot belly. But his cock was wonderful, big, and it was sticking out, having a slight bend to it.
He sat down on the couch and said to me “no whore over here” as he reached for me and grabbed my hair pulling me over to him onto his cock with my mouth open going down on it again, his cock filling it as he began to force my head up and down, mouth fucking me again. As his cock became harder, it began hitting the back of my throat and I was choking, but loved him doing that. I was coating his cock and balls with my saliva as I was taking a hard mouth fucking as I called me whore and I thinking of how wonderful it was to finally have a man like this who I needed that satisfied me. Then he became more forceful as he began to cum in my mouth until he then stopped fucking it and held my head down grinding while in my mouth locked around its base causing me to finger myself before he squirted hard and in my excitement that I came on my finger inside of my pussy.Then he pulled me up by my hair, saliva and cum coming out from my mouth, my eyes burning from my mascara. I fell back on to the other side of the couch, coughing and then trying to catch my breath, swallowing hard too, trying to clear my mouth. I looked at his cock. It was covered with my saliva and was limp now. He wiped sweat from his face, saying, “you fucking whore, you know how to suck a good cock,”. He then got up and went to the toilet to pee, as I could hear it hitting the water. I was a such a disaster, my hair messed up from the rough handling he gave me, lipstick smeared on my face and my mascara running down.
Then he came back into the room looking at me and saying “you like cock uh”. He stood in front of him as to tease me by holding his cock in his hand and shaking it at me. My eyes never left it and he could see that he had me mesmerized doing it. “You like Ramones cock, we’ll Ramon give you more”, he said to me. He sat back down on the couch and began to pull on his cock while I watched him anxiously. He reached for a can of Pepsi on a table and took several drinks of it and mumbled a few words in Spanish, stroking his cock, working to get it back up as I watched, but wanting to do it for him. Watching him play with his cock kept me anxious and Ramon could tell I was and he stopped doing it himself and motioned to me the go ahead where I moved over and wrapped my fingers around it stroking it for him up and down looking at him while I did it, saying to him, “, I need you to fuck me again” as he looked at me and laughed. “Yes, you want Ramones cock again, don’t you”.” You love Ramon’s cock because it so big, uh?”. “Yes sir I do, I want you to fuck this whore again,” I told him. I have not had a man like Ramon is a long, long time, and I was eager to do anything he wanted me to do. Down I went and put my mouth on the head of it as I stroked it also as he now with his hand reached under me and his fingers slide through my slit as he begin to finger my clit before pushing two fingers up inside. His fingering had my breath deep and long, and I needed to be fucked by that cock of his again.
Then removing his fingers, grabbed my ass cheek, squeezing it super hard, an ahhhhing moan came from my mouth while was I sucking on him again.Then without warning he slapped it very hard, making it sting and I cried out” oh shit”, releasing his cock from my mouth, setting my pussy on fire. “Get on” came from him. I then moved over and climbed on top of Ramon, his cock hard now as I lowered my pussy down on it guiding it in with my hand before placing both on them on his shoulders and began to ride up and down that large thing of his very hard. He held me by my waist as I did the work fucking that cock with my pussy. I was slamming down hard repeatedly, breathing rapidly too as the juices of my pussy were being pushed out with every thrust covering him and me. Panting now hard, I fucked him like I did guys in my 20s, hard and fast, because I wanted his cum in me, to be used by that nasty fat bastard and be his garage whore. Then he moved his hands and put them on my ass and began to squeeze my cheeks hard, then suddenly a hard slap on my cheek from him as it stung and I cried out again but didn’t stop fucking his cock.
Soon Ramon started to grunt and said “puta de mierda” (you fucking whore) as I began to shove myself down faster on his cock and it was then he came and I felt the hot spurting of cum up inside me, hitting the walls of my pussy and causing me to have my orgasm as I cried out loud” fuck!” but kept fucking him until I was too tired. I collapsed on him, laying there for a few moments when he pushed me off and I fell back on the couch, feeling so good, tingling inside, lightheaded, so wet and hot between my legs.The next thing I remember was Ramon yelling at me, telling me to get up and get the hell out. Then I felt my clothing hit me as Ramon threw my dress and panties at me as I lay there on the couch. I had fallen asleep or what must be two hours or so and he was now tired of me telling me to get out. I woke up in kind of dazed, sticky and smelly from the cum saliva, sweat from the rough fucking and sucking I had done. “Get out of here whore, go!” in a loud voice he said. My clothes, panties, on top of me. I did not look at him. I just picked up my panties, slid them on, then the rest of my clothes and shoes, never once looking at him. Then, picking up my coat, I walked toward the door, as I knew his eyes were following me. Just as I got ready to step out the office door, I turned and looked at him and he looked at me. I gave him a very big smile, and he knew what I meant by it. As I walked away, I could hear him say “dirty fucking whore” I smiled looking back at him, giggled and thought “he knew what I am when he first saw me”.
Pulling out of my driveway earlier than normal that morning to give myself some extra time to get things together and prepare for what was going to happen later that day that Sara had gone through putting together and also to talk with her and see if there was any special she might want me to know or do. Things were going prefect with traffic, not bad at all putting me in such a great mood as I switched to some music and began to sing along with it. But things were not going my way this morning any longer because while on the highway and moving pretty fast, I could not avoid the damn thing and hit what looked like a small board in my lane which caused a loud thump sound running over it. But that was not the only thing now I ran into. I had a new problem of having to pee, and soon.
All of that coffee I drank was making me have to go. Knowing I could not make it to work and most certainly did not want to have an accident in my nice panties, I needed to stop badly, but where was I going to go? Not wanting some dirty and nasty restroom, I got to thinking about McDonald’s as they would be open early and their restrooms are pretty clean, but where was one at when I needed one? Exiting the highway on the first street I came to because of feeling the pressure within me. I began making my way down Broadway past many businesses until I spotted one, which was a few miles from the highway. After parking, I had to run in and drop my panties quickly and go to take care of my problem. It was a large pee, and I felt better after going.Coming out of the restroom, I decided to buy a small cup of coffee and enjoy it there. I do have a weakest for coffee and thinking a small cup would be ok because I planned to pee again before leaving so I should be able to make it to work. With my coffee and finding a seat, sipping it for only a few moments and thinking about what my day might be like. No way did I want to drive and maybe spill it on myself.
But while sitting, I heard some men speak in Spanish and they were talking about me. They had a work truck I saw later and I am sure they stopped in on their way there, but now I was serving as a form of sexual amusement for them while sitting a few feet away. Their conversation amongst themselves was getting me excited and wetter by the moment if I listened to them anymore and I was not needing that at all right now. Why was I excited? Because I speak Spanish as a second language and could hear every word they said about me along with their laughter, and it was pretty damn nasty. My ears picked up them saying things such as wanting to fuck my pussy and ass, among other nasty things. Acting like I didn’t hear them as one said they could take turns doing me. That kind of talk was getting me so wet already and I could not let things get worse between my legs, so getting up I threw the rest of an almost full coffee away and glanced at them exiting out the door.
Reaching my car, all I could say was “shit” and wanted to just really vent some frustration right then. One of my tires was low from that fucking board, causing it to lose air. “What am I going to do now? I don’t think it’s going to be drivable much further with it this way”, I said to myself. Standing there for some time next to my car as no one passing by seemed concerned that I was in trouble and close to calling Sara and telling her I would be late or could not make it today which I didn’t want that to happen at all, along with would she believe my story? Because she was untrusting at times and could get mean. Then those three dirty talking men came out, and I gave them a sexy come-on kind of smile, because I did need help. I really didn’t mind. They talked about me nasty like. that it’s just I didn’t need that situation right then happening to me. Two of them went to their truck while the other came over to me, knowing I needed some help.
I found out the other two could not speak English and they of course didn’t know I spoke Spanish while he said to me, “hey looks like you got a bad tire”. “Yes, I know you think you can fix it”, I asked him. “No, but my cousin he can fix it, he’ s got a garage not far from here”. “Are you sure he can fix it”, I asked. “Sure!”, he said to me. “Follow me and I show you where his garage is”. Getting into my car, it drove terribly now and followed their truck down the road a couple of miles until we came to a rundown garage with several cars in repair, old tires, car parts lying around. I didn’t see a name on the building or signs about as I went in with the one who spoke English meeting the man inside who he said is his cousin and asked him “can you fix my tire? I am in a hurry”. He came out, looked at it and said, “sure, but it’s going to take around thirty minutes or more”. “Ok, but can you start right away? I need to get going”. “Yes”, he said. He then asked for my keys, which I handed to him, and he got in and pulled my car into the garage and set things up to work on it.
The other guys had taken off already by then and it was just me and the mechanic now. His name is Ramon, and he had a potbelly, a chipped front tooth, not particularly good looking at all and food was on his shirt which was disgusting to me while I stood there talking to him about the job as he was checking me out with nasty thoughts in that dirty mind of his.Several minutes after he started working on the tire, I began to get cold from it being a little breezy, with the garage door open while watching him work. So getting my coat from the back seat and putting it on as several more minutes passed until I actually had to pee again.
I asked where his restroom was and Ramon motioned with his hand pointing and said, “it’s over there in my office”. I walked past several other cars he had in the garage on my way there and saw an open door in the back of the office. The restroom was dark, and I took my coat off, laying it on the back of a couch he had and walked in that small restroom, turning on the light finding it disgusting. Pee on the seat while the floor was nasty too and the toilet tank was very dusty. Some old calendar was on the wall above the toilet of a bare-breasted woman holding wrenches, and that was it. “Why did this shit have to happen today”, I said to myself as I closed the door. It didn’t have a lock either but a hole where one should be, but I had to go so bad I just closed it. With a clean seat now but the surrounding toilet itself being nasty, I could not let my dress get dirty from it. Slipping out of it and putting it on a hook on the wall while now standing there in only my white undergarments.Undoing my garter and sliding my panties down to my knees, only not wanting them to hit the floor because it was dirty as well. Setting on that toilet knowing I had to get out of here and be on my way quickly while looking at the back of the door while peeing as the owner had dirty pics of women in various positions taped it. I said to myself, “the nasty fucker must jerk off while using the toilet because that’s the closet thing to sex he probability gets”.
After a long pee and wiping myself, I stood up, pulling those smooth thin narrow panties back between my legs against my freshly shaved pussy. I flushed the toilet before washing my hands in the sink when I felt a cool breeze pass by, which must have blown open the door slowly and turning my head now to catch Ramon watching me. The guy who was supposed to be fixing my tire was looking at me, him being one horny, nasty bastard.He had the tire of the car off already but had stopped and came into the office to get something he said to me. When I caught sight of him, he was giving me a hungry stare, grinning, showing his teeth with that fucked up tooth and squeezing his cock with his right hand. I’ve had so many men look at me in my life and I didn’t close the door right away and gave him a sneer because of his stare and sexual innuendo with his hand. Closing it now, I let out a deep breath and felt sweat on my face, flushed and having a dirty thought in my mind. When I came out, he had left the office and was working again and I asked if it would be ready soon. “yes”, he replied.
He had worked for about ten minutes more when he finally lowered my car off the jack and told me he was finished. Then he and I went back into his office. I said to him, “how much do I owe you”, “forty-five dollars”, he replied. “You take credit cards right,” I said. “No, only cash”, he told me. Fuck!, I knew I didn’t have that in my wallet that happened to be in my coat.‘ “I don’t have forty-five dollars in cash on me, why so much”, I asked him. Then he told some bullshit and it cost more to repair.” Shit”, I said.I thought, this is turning into a fucked up day. I wanted the day to be perfect, and it had not worked out that way and there was nothing that could do at this point to make it better. Knowing if I screwed things up, Sara would not be understanding at all. I had seen her anger before and didn’t want to from this situation. I had to get to work one way or another.
Then I said to him, “maybe we can work something out between us. How about I come back this afternoon and pay you”. But he shook his head no, and he looked at me with a raised eyebrow and a slight grin, which I understood now what he wanted. Not wanting to barter with him any longer because I had to get going. Looking down, seeing his cock was hard through his pants. Saying to him “if I suck your cock will you forget the forty-five dollars I owe you”. He let me know by shaking his head again, “no”. To which I rolled my eyes and looked at the ceiling disgusted with things before saying to him, “what can be done to solve this? What can I give you for fixing the tire”. As I said that his eyebrow raised again speaking to me saying “I want to fuck your pussy” in a dirty way with a wide grin causing my breath too deepen and that hot tingling feeling between my legs coming back again strong !.There I was no keys because he had them, not enough cash on me and my need to get going and the only way to get out of my predicament I was in now was to fuck that fat bastard, plus myself getting horny now. “If I fuck you, you bastard, you better forget the money,” I told him and he agreed to. “Alright, but I am in a hurry and need to get going soon,” I said.
His facial expression the first time I laid eyes on him was just like the other guys when glancing at them making my way out the door after getting wet in McDonalds. But this time he had a nasty watering mouth, looking very hungry, which affected me more than ever from those other guys. When slipping my dress off, him looking at me in only the sheer clothing I had on, he said” holy shit”. I had my dress off now in front of him as he seemed so ready to get at me as if to eat me up, with me saying “you nasty bastard, before I took my dress back to the restroom and hung it up where it was before thinking about what was going to take place. With his dirty mind, I could tell he just loved this situation, me being in and me having to give him my pussy, which he could only have dreamed about before this whole thing started. I began to breathe harder while my back was turned to him, thinking about his cock when lastly slipping off my sheer panties that were against my slick and wet pussy and was placing them with my dress.He now to came up behind me forcefully while hanging them up, grunting and pushing me over to the toilet, telling me to grab the back of it in a strong tone. Now wide eyed, breathing deep and a moan coming from me, I said loud “oh fuck”.
My mind was racing about the things which caused this situation to happen and what he would do with me now as his pants hit the floor just before his cock touched me between my legs sliding across the wetness of my slit with him so fucking happy thinking about himself getting me this way. The humiliation that I felt from these surroundings, what was to come, how he treated me by saying in Spanish with has hands firmly feeling my ass and shaved pussy “perra que tiene un culo bastante blanco”, saying to me (“bitch you got a pretty white ass”). I was already long pass the end of my denial of him now and so hot from those words that he said to me, that coming out of my mouth so quickly without even thinking saying, “fuck me like your whore” as he chuckled from that. No longer disgusted by what he said, did or whatever else would happen, either from my eagerness for the touch of him inside of me had my pussy runny wet, on fire.My words I had said when he first pushed me over to the toilet were those of wanting it from him because of his taking to me that way. I meant them nasty, and he knew it. I felt he knew how much of a slut I was when he first met me. He even took credit cards I found out later, but he lied to me because he just wanted the pussy of a white bitch like me. I really found his unexpected forcefulness, nasty words, the laughter of demeaning me from this whole situation so exciting at that point.
Yes, I know you are reading this. See me a slut and I am since I was young. I can’t help it. I’ve always been that way of screwing guys since I started letting guys use me. I had tried to hold back so I could get out of there, but I couldn’t any longer. I’ve always been attracted to the sexual aggressiveness of men and was so eager to be submissive and nasty for Ramon now, which he damn well knew by the sound of my deep breathing and from my sultry body shifting my ass positioning myself downward for him. My legs are now wider to be used as his nasty white whore for his filthy sexual pleasure.It came as a hard push in me feeling the head of his cock push into the lips of my pussy and from that forceful push I was crying at first and had to suddenly catch my breath as he must have been big making me shift my stance as he showed no hesitation of stopping at all. It was stretching me open as I took it quickly up inside me. All I could do was let out a cry in a sharp tone and jerk my head as he applied force to me with it as it stretched me tight until he stopped and I felt the hair around his cock touch the smooth skin of my pussy. I was trying to adjust to his size when he pulled back and took a deep breath before he slammed hard forward, making me almost lose control of holding the toilet. “Oh, fuck!” I cried out!, as it went back in hard as I was trying all of that nasty son of a bitch again in me when he did it a second time and then again and again. My juices already were covering him with each thrust and even though it was tight, it did slide in easier each time with those repeated thrusts in me.
He had his rhythm going now and the discomfort I felt at first was replaced with now pleasure from its size and its movement up in my pussy. Oh, fuck, his cock felt so good inside of me now and I loved being fucked like his whore and being only a piece of pussy to Ramon. Then he said “te gusta esa perrayou” (you like that, you bitch), as he was slamming into me good and making my body shake and my breath very hard hoping it would last giving me the sexual stimulation I needed from the pounding and my on humiliation.The excitement, my humiliation, by him fucking me as his whore was too good to last, and it didn’t take long as I began to feel my orgasm rapidly approaching. When it came like a way, a huge wave through my body quickly causing my squeezing down on him as I cried out “oh fuck yes!!”. It was one of the best I had in a such a very long time. But he did not *************** except for only a split second when he changed his hand position to now under me, talking to hold my tits with his hands while continuing with the pounding. Shit!, he knew what he was doing to me and squeezed them and even my nipples, twisting them also with his fingers, causing me to cry out “fuck yes again” for him. I could not believe how good he was giving it to me. My juices and cum were coating that cock, making a nasty fucking mess, its wetness running down my inner thighs. He just continued to pump it up in me for what seemed such a long time while I rolled my eyes and moaning “oh fuck” over and over with a weakness in my legs now, not knowing if I could stand much longer.I was knew he was close to shooting, but I didn’t know he would in me or on my ass and as I said, I couldn’t believe how good he was because I was close again a second time. When he started breathing deeper as he continued thrusting hard before a long “aah” came from his mouth as cum shot up in me and feeling its heat speeded up my second orgasm, where I groaned from another great one he gave me. The cum from him and my own orgasm kept my juices flowing while pumping several more times until he stopped and pulled out and that full feeling left my pussy that I didn’t want to, as he jerked the last bit on my ass. He stepped back from me, looking over my shoulder to get a look and my eyes didn’t believe it and I had to turn around amazed and sit on the toilet in front of him, gazing at his cock now almost in my face. He was uncut, with its skin back showing a purplish head. Covering that beautiful cock with its hairy balls was the cream we produced together. I would not deny my mouth after seeing it. Moving my head forward, taking his cock, that gooey sticky thing, stroking it, pulling the skin of his cock over the head and back several times before putting my tongue out, licking around what I thought was so beautiful .The sexual satisfaction I got from it while my tongue went round and round that cock head made me desire it more. I didn’t say a word anytime during my licking or when I went down on it as much as my mouth allowed me. Sucking him as he worked my head up and down, I would have never imaged doing this for him when I entered this garage and saw his ugly fucking face. I enjoyed sucking it and getting him up again, knowing he would want more of me as I did of him. He, I could tell, wanted to move and pulled it from my mouth. I got off the toilet with him saying “on the couch whore”. I complied and moved into the office, laying on my back as he pulled his shoes off, pants, shirt and underwear and seeing his fat pot belly. But his cock was wonderful, big, and it was sticking out, having a slight bend to it.
He sat down on the couch and said to me “no whore over here” as he reached for me and grabbed my hair pulling me over to him onto his cock with my mouth open going down on it again, his cock filling it as he began to force my head up and down, mouth fucking me again. As his cock became harder, it began hitting the back of my throat and I was choking, but loved him doing that. I was coating his cock and balls with my saliva as I was taking a hard mouth fucking as I called me whore and I thinking of how wonderful it was to finally have a man like this who I needed that satisfied me. Then he became more forceful as he began to cum in my mouth until he then stopped fucking it and held my head down grinding while in my mouth locked around its base causing me to finger myself before he squirted hard and in my excitement that I came on my finger inside of my pussy.Then he pulled me up by my hair, saliva and cum coming out from my mouth, my eyes burning from my mascara. I fell back on to the other side of the couch, coughing and then trying to catch my breath, swallowing hard too, trying to clear my mouth. I looked at his cock. It was covered with my saliva and was limp now. He wiped sweat from his face, saying, “you fucking whore, you know how to suck a good cock,”. He then got up and went to the toilet to pee, as I could hear it hitting the water. I was a such a disaster, my hair messed up from the rough handling he gave me, lipstick smeared on my face and my mascara running down.
Then he came back into the room looking at me and saying “you like cock uh”. He stood in front of him as to tease me by holding his cock in his hand and shaking it at me. My eyes never left it and he could see that he had me mesmerized doing it. “You like Ramones cock, we’ll Ramon give you more”, he said to me. He sat back down on the couch and began to pull on his cock while I watched him anxiously. He reached for a can of Pepsi on a table and took several drinks of it and mumbled a few words in Spanish, stroking his cock, working to get it back up as I watched, but wanting to do it for him. Watching him play with his cock kept me anxious and Ramon could tell I was and he stopped doing it himself and motioned to me the go ahead where I moved over and wrapped my fingers around it stroking it for him up and down looking at him while I did it, saying to him, “, I need you to fuck me again” as he looked at me and laughed. “Yes, you want Ramones cock again, don’t you”.” You love Ramon’s cock because it so big, uh?”. “Yes sir I do, I want you to fuck this whore again,” I told him. I have not had a man like Ramon is a long, long time, and I was eager to do anything he wanted me to do. Down I went and put my mouth on the head of it as I stroked it also as he now with his hand reached under me and his fingers slide through my slit as he begin to finger my clit before pushing two fingers up inside. His fingering had my breath deep and long, and I needed to be fucked by that cock of his again.
Then removing his fingers, grabbed my ass cheek, squeezing it super hard, an ahhhhing moan came from my mouth while was I sucking on him again.Then without warning he slapped it very hard, making it sting and I cried out” oh shit”, releasing his cock from my mouth, setting my pussy on fire. “Get on” came from him. I then moved over and climbed on top of Ramon, his cock hard now as I lowered my pussy down on it guiding it in with my hand before placing both on them on his shoulders and began to ride up and down that large thing of his very hard. He held me by my waist as I did the work fucking that cock with my pussy. I was slamming down hard repeatedly, breathing rapidly too as the juices of my pussy were being pushed out with every thrust covering him and me. Panting now hard, I fucked him like I did guys in my 20s, hard and fast, because I wanted his cum in me, to be used by that nasty fat bastard and be his garage whore. Then he moved his hands and put them on my ass and began to squeeze my cheeks hard, then suddenly a hard slap on my cheek from him as it stung and I cried out again but didn’t stop fucking his cock.
Soon Ramon started to grunt and said “puta de mierda” (you fucking whore) as I began to shove myself down faster on his cock and it was then he came and I felt the hot spurting of cum up inside me, hitting the walls of my pussy and causing me to have my orgasm as I cried out loud” fuck!” but kept fucking him until I was too tired. I collapsed on him, laying there for a few moments when he pushed me off and I fell back on the couch, feeling so good, tingling inside, lightheaded, so wet and hot between my legs.The next thing I remember was Ramon yelling at me, telling me to get up and get the hell out. Then I felt my clothing hit me as Ramon threw my dress and panties at me as I lay there on the couch. I had fallen asleep or what must be two hours or so and he was now tired of me telling me to get out. I woke up in kind of dazed, sticky and smelly from the cum saliva, sweat from the rough fucking and sucking I had done. “Get out of here whore, go!” in a loud voice he said. My clothes, panties, on top of me. I did not look at him. I just picked up my panties, slid them on, then the rest of my clothes and shoes, never once looking at him. Then, picking up my coat, I walked toward the door, as I knew his eyes were following me. Just as I got ready to step out the office door, I turned and looked at him and he looked at me. I gave him a very big smile, and he knew what I meant by it. As I walked away, I could hear him say “dirty fucking whore” I smiled looking back at him, giggled and thought “he knew what I am when he first saw me”.
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