In search of savory pleasures, we are constantly expanding our sexual horizons and try to realize our fantasies in reality. We started with a group bisex, gradually became interested in the topic of a seksvayf, and when we pomarinated a little in it, then we “reached” the topic of sex for money. In general, many people play role-playing games: someone dresses up as a nurse, someone with a red cap or a stewardess, some act as if they are strangers to each other and this is just sex of random people. And someone start a "game of a prostitute."

We ourselves do not really complain about role-playing, rather we just fantasize about interesting topics, whispering such dirty stories to each other in the ear during sex. One of these is the fantasy of having sex with a stranger on a material basis, so to speak. There were many variations on this topic: in some I attended as a participant, in others only as a pimp, in the third I waited for her in the next room while she was “working”, in some she did without my participation. Well, and as often happens with fantasies, this gradually began to turn into some kind of obsession, demanding its indispensable embodiment.

On dating sites, we were far from being newbies and got ourselves another page. Putting a tick in the “looking for sex for money” item, we wrote about the following in the questionnaire: “We have been on this site for a long time, but lately we wanted something more extreme and we got another page for ourselves. We became interested in fantasy about sex for money and we are waiting for your suggestions. ”
We also painted some of our wishes for candidates, to which, of course, almost no one paid attention. Of course, fantasy is one thing, and reality is another, and Irishka was ready to “lower the bar” when selecting a “client”, but still did not want to go to extremes. After all, it was still an unusual and dangerous, but a game, not a real job.

The most tedious and uninteresting has begun - the selection of volunteers. In the slag heap came across decent proposals from people with fantasy, who understand what we offer, but mostly they wrote without understanding the essence of the issue at all. And the question "How much?". we were generally baffled. That is, it is clear that some kind of price should be, but what? On the one hand, it’s kind of a game, we don’t need much, but on the other - well, I didn’t find my favorite one in the garbage to give it to a stranger for some penny? Yes, and I wanted some realism all the same. So we usually left the decision of this question for the interlocutor, deciding to understand the campaign.

And the one we were looking for appeared on the horizon. He was quite delicate in the correspondence, he was quite satisfied with the lady's appearance and we decided that we would try to dive with him into such an exciting topic.
He said that he would like to get oral sex in his car - for the first time it was the very thing. After discussing all the details, we exchanged phone numbers and waited for the appointed time and call.
It was rather difficult to describe how we were shocked by emotions at that moment - excitement and fear in huge portions and in varying proportions mixed into an explosive mixture in us. Thoughts to give back and abandon the event, however, did not arise. We understood that an obsessive fantasy would not leave us alone anyway, and we will have to embody it sooner or later, so why drag on.

His call interrupted our nervous anticipation, we began to rush around the apartment, remembering at once about all the important little things forgotten in the process of hectic charges. And here we are on the threshold of the apartment, ready for another exciting adventure. There is a long coat on Ira that hides a sexy outfit that does not particularly cover the interesting places.It’s good that autumn is outside, and you don’t have to bother about the goggles of neighbors and passersby or dress in something less revealing.

Going to the agreed place, we see the same car - the brand and the number that the “client” described by phone. I sit in the front, next to him, Irishka settles back. The guy behind the wheel looks quite normal, does not look like a maniac (although who knows what real maniacs look like?), He is alone, and we calm down a little. Expecting that he already has a plan for where to go, we calculate, we have to decide on the spot. We recall that there are places not so far away from us, dotted with some bushes, garages, in general that look quite deserted, we go there.

Along the way, we are chatting, trying to hide her embarrassment. Indeed, and how to behave in such a situation? But conversations, fortunately, do not last long - having arrived at the right place, we turn off the road to the garage array. Maneuvering in the labyrinth of iron boxes, we climb into the depths and slow down. The moment has arrived. Coming out of the car, I open the door to Irishka and help me out, sit in the front seat, and I myself take up the back seat, preparing for the upcoming spectacle. Afterwards, by the way, we realized that in a similar situation we would act differently - the driver would go to the back seat, because it was not so convenient to engage in the front.

Taking off his coat and passing it to me, the beloved remains in a short dress with a huge neckline. The glance of the “client” is tightly riveted to this very neckline, the hand rests on the knee of my beloved and starts its way upwards, disappearing between her legs.
Irishka pulls lips to his lips, they kiss. (Porn stories for all) The handle at this time unzips the button on the guy's jeans, followed by lightning. She herself cannot cope anymore and he helps her by pulling her pants down to her knees along with underwear. Once again joined in a kiss, they continue to explore each other - her hand on his penis, and he squeezes her breasts in his. He is already in full combat readiness and Ira, not postponing everything indefinitely, lowers her head to the guy's cock.

The windows in the car fog up from our hot breath, I occasionally wipe the glass with my hand, glancing in the direction of the entrance - have there been any unexpected witnesses. The adrenaline rush in the blood - the danger of being caught is added to the piquancy of our game. All the rest of the time, I carefully watch the picture unfolding before my eyes. The head of my girl walks up and down, her lips compressed by a little ring slide along the trunk of the guy we see for the first time in her life, his hands in her hair set the rhythm of movements.

Looking at this I have nothing left but to unbutton myself jeans, start masturbating. Wishing to capture these exciting moments, I reach for the camera, which unfortunately turns out to be discharged - having taken everything I needed, we, alas, forgot to check the batteries.

And the action in the front seats meanwhile moves to its logical conclusion. The guy's breathing gets off, he starts to moan loudly and pretty soon discharges into the mouth of my favorite sluts with a stream of sperm. He leans back in his chair, recovering himself, and Irishka, after swallowing his seed, turns to me. Winks and, seeing what I do, gesture invites me to follow his example. I don’t have to beg for a long time, and now, leaning out into the open door, she was already handling me with her mouth. Soon I come, brought to the extreme degree of arousal by this whole piquant situation.

After a short rest and having a smoke, we start off the place, full of emotions. The hand of the “client” slips into his pocket, and he pays the “prostitute” for the pleasure he brings. Saying goodbye to him, rather hurry home to drown in each other's arms, reliving anew and savoring new impressions.
For some time, we quite enough ...

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