Hove Beach Hooker Made Me Gag

Shortly after arriving here in Liberty City and listening to my cousin rant on about how beautiful and easy the women were I was anxious to try them out for myself. After all, I had just spent months on a boat full of men, I needed some female companionship.

So late that first night I took one of Roman's cars and went on the prowl for an easy score. Hours later I finally found what I thought might be a hooker. Hell, it was either a hooker or a woman that needed serious help in wardrobe selection. This woman was easily over two bills and wearing the nastiest outfit I had ever scene. If she wasn't a hooker she was sure wearing their uniform.

I really didn't think this was the type of woman Roman was talking about but there were no other hookers around so what the hell right...beggars can't be choosers. Besides, I thought she might be cheap. I figured I'd get my rocks off, save a few bucks in the process and everyone goes home happy. Hell, I've boned a few fat chicks in my time and have always had a good time doing it. And this time she wouldn't fall in love with me or expect me to call her later like the other fat chicks did.

So I pull up next to this cow and she pops her head into my passenger window. Yikes! This woman looks like she's been rode hard and put up wet a few too many times. Still, I'm horny and like I previously stated, it had been several weeks so I let her in the car and we drive to this alley around the corner.

As soon as I park she takes my 50 bucks (savings my ass), pulls out my junk and commences to straddle me in the driver's seat. Being a big girl it wasn't easy for her and when she finally manages to make it on top of me she's out of breath and breathing heavily into my face. It smells like she spent the day licking asses and it occurs to me that she probably had. This thought makes it hard for me to keep a straight face but I manage.

She pulled her panties to the side and out came a whole new smell I never imagined before. The aroma was enough to make me throw up in my mouth a little. She slid herself down on me and started to hump me....hard. I thought my hip might break, the bitch was just too damn heavy. As she built up speed she began to make vagina farting sounds. With every "vart" a new smell was added to the stink stew that has accumulated in the cab of my car. I finally can't take it anymore. On the verge of throwing up, I opened my door, kicked the bitch out and ran over her as I sped out of there.

When I get home I immediately jump in the shower and proceed to wash my junk for three straight hours.

Fucking hookers. I've sworn them off for good.

Posted by syphaqlies on Wed Jun 11, 2008 @ 2:41 pm EDT | 2 Comments