1. The Busty Hooker


    Date: 11/7/2018, Categories: Cheating, Author: Reddead2010, Source: LushStories

    Jon Douglas had been married for almost twelve years. He was pretty happy; he had a decent job, enough money to support his wife, whom he loved. But their sex life wasn’t great. To be honest it had never been that good at the start of their relationship. She was a bit too timid, even shy. This was why he had, for the past four years or so, visited hookers on a fairly regular basis. He liked to act out his fantasies with a real filthy minded woman, and this was the perfect way to do it. Around once a month or so he would get the urge, and search the internet for a local working girl that matched his type. For the last few days he had been looking around online when his wife wasn’t around. He had come across a new independent girl he liked the look of. Her name was Porsha. She was nineteen, brunette, with an amazing natural 36GG bust, or so her internet page claimed. There were a few photos too, none of her face, but a few of her legs in stockings, her arse covered by a very short skirt, and an amazing looking cleavage in various skimpy tops and bras. Jon really fancied the thought of getting to grips with those massive tits. He had always liked busty women. His wife was not particularly big in that area. So he often found himself looking for busty working girls to satisfy his craving. He also went to call girls because he loved getting a nice blowjob, something his wife was extremely reluctant to perform. She would very occasionally give it a quick perfunctory go at it, then ...
    lay back and think of England while Jon mounted her. Jon loved his wife, and would never leave her. But their sex life was, in his mind, very unsatisfactory. So he felt little guilt when he went off now and again to satisfy his needs by bedding a nice sexy hooker. He felt that as long as he was careful to keep it a secret, no one would get hurt. It was certainly better than going off and having an affair, which could be filled with problems. He enjoyed paying for sex. There were no strings, no responsibilities. Just great fun. So one lunch time at work he called the number from Porsha’s website to arrange a session. She answered almost immediately. She seemed very friendly and bubbly. Jon wanted to pop by for a 1 hour session with her after work, and she said she was available. On her website Porsha said she was happy to dress up in whatever her client requested. So Jon asked if she could wear black stockings, high heels, and a nice revealing top. She said that was no problem, and she looked forward to meeting him later. So around 5pm he called his wife to say he was busy at work and would be home late. Then he made his way to the address Porsha had given him earlier on the phone. He called her from his car to say he was outside her building. She told him her flat number, and that he should come on up. She buzzed him in through the entrance door downstairs. Jon felt a little nervous; he always did at this moment. That moment just before he met any new girl. It was a mix of ...
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