Category: Bareback

The Perfect Blowjob

I had been working as an escort photographer for a few months now. It was a pretty simple formula. I’d post an ad in the adult personals sections advertising my services directly to escorts. They’d all see it, since that is where they were posting their ads for their clients. None of them could take a nice looking photo if their life depended on it, so when they seen my professional samples they would all be chomping at the bit to hire me. Of course I would often take other forms of payment in lieu of money, if you know what I mean.

I had gotten into a pretty good rhythm and was basically servicing about 3 or 4 escorts a week.

One day I received a call from an escort named Crystal. She sounded very loud and boisterous on the phone. Almost like a bit of a redneck. I arranged to meet her and was very curious to see what she was going to be like.

I was waiting in my motel room when I heard a loud car exhaust outside. It sounded like the vehicle had no exhaust at all. I heard Crystal’s voice. “Come back in an hour, Momma K! Don’t be late, bitch!”

Bang, bang, bang! She was pounding on my door so loud I thought she was going to damage it. I opened the door and was dumbfounded by what I seen. She was probably 200 pounds, as wide as she was tall. Wearing a dirty yellow shirt and a short skirt that looked like it was 2 sizes too small for her. Her clothes actually looked soiled, like they hadn’t been washed in a while.

“You ready to fuck me on camera and take some photos for me?” she blurted out, as she forced her way past me into the room.

“Uhhh” was all I could muster. I was not liking this situation. I was hoping I could get her to leave. I was not into BBW women at all, and I wouldn’t even call her a BBW, just a BW…BIG WOMAN! To see the type of escorts I normally fuck, check out this video at prostitutemovies.com.

But then I thought, maybe I can salvage this. I can probably muffle my way through this photo shoot, not have to fuck her, and still make my full $150 fee. Not too bad for an hour or so of having to look at an obese women with questionable hygiene.

“Just to let you know, I don’t have any money. So you’re going to have to fuck me in exchange for your photos, alright?”

“Oh no!” I thought to myself. This wasn’t going to work out at all. Before I even had a chance to say anything, Crystal was down on her knees and was reaching for my zipper. “You can call me Queen Bee.” she said. ”That’s my stage name.”

I was horrified. Was I even going to be able to get it up? She was a repulsive. A big, hideous woman.

She continued on her mission and had managed to pull my pants down around my ankles. “Get your camera out, bitch!” she snapped at me. I grabbed by Nikon and started snapping photos of her while she stared up at me, my soft penis in her hand like she was holding a wriggling worm.

Then suddenly she opened her mouth and placed my soft cock inside her mouth. It was wet, warm, and soft. Suddenly she began sucking, creating a vacuum-like sound I had never heard occur during a blowjob before. She had her own special technique…and it was working!

I felt the blood rush to my penis. Suddenly the veins in my cock were throbbing. She continued her unique technique and my cock continued to grow until suddenly I was in a state of bliss.

I grabbed her fat face and began fucking her chubby head. This was the best blowjob I had ever had. Whatever she was doing, it was putting me into a state of ecstasy. This obese woman had somehow developed the perfect blowjob technique.

It took no longer than 45 seconds and I had gone from completely flaccid to about to cum. I grabbed her ears and began pumping away. I had already worked up a sweat and I could feel it dripping down my back. I was just about to burst when I suddenly realized I hadn’t taken a single photo yet. I grabbed at my camera, fumbling like I was trying to grab a wet bar of soap off the shower floor.

“I’m cumming!” I screamed as I finally managed to point the Nikon in her direction. The cum exploded from my cock as she pulled her mouth away from my cock. She obviously wanted it all over her face, and I was happy to oblige. It was such an extreme orgasm I could hear my cock making sounds as the cum shot from its throbbing tip. Crystal’s face was covered in my hot semen. There was not a single spot that wasn’t dripping in creamy white goo.

She looked up at me through the blur of the cum stinging her eyes and said “Did you get that shit?”

“Yes.” was all I said. I had managed to take a great series of photos of the cum erupting from my penis all over her face. It was some of my best work.

She got up and wiped her face off on the sleeve of her stained yellow shirt. She handed me a card with her email address on it and said “Well, I guess we’re done here. Make sure you email those to me tonight. I’ve got customers waiting for that shit.”

Almost as quick as she came in, she was gone. She didn’t even close the door as she left. I sat there for a minute contemplating what had just happened. I just experienced what was probably the perfect blowjob. It’s as though a God had come down from the heavens and sucked my cock. And that God was an obese woman named Crystal.

My Life As An Escort Photographer

I was a photographer for 15 years. Weddings, birthdays, anniversaries, basically the most boring shit you could think of, and I was out there taking photos of it. One day it all came to an end.

I came home from doing a family reunion photo shoot at a nursing home, and I was about ready to just flop down on the bed and pass out. What a grueling day. But as I walked in my house I could hear my wife whimpering. I thought she must have been hurt.

I rushed to where the sound was coming from and I couldn’t believe my eyes. My wife was whimpering all right. Whimpering and moaning as 3 black men were doing a train on her. Right in my own bed. My wife didn’t even look up. The room was hot and reeked of sex and sweat. I could see a sheen of cum across my wife’s back and down her chin. She had been at it a while.

I don’t think she knew what happened until she got the divorce papers a week later.

Ever since then I decided to change my life for the better. I was tired of being a lackey for others. Doing my best to try to please everyone. Look where that got me. Now I was going to make time for myself.

The first thing this meant was a change of career. I only knew photography. There wasn’t anything else I could do. The trouble was my subject matter. I needed something more interesting. I didn’t know what I was going to do until I happened to be browsing the Internet one day and came across an ad for a site called backpage. There were listings on there for prostitutes that were selling their services online. I couldn’t believe it. My wife had kept me sheltered from that sort of thing.

I kept browsing and ended up taking my cock out to masturbate. I was getting really turned on, just looking at all these sexy women. The one problem I noticed was that all their pictures looked like dog shit. It seemed like most of them were taking the photos themselves with Obama flip phones or something. That’s when the idea popped in my head.

These women needed a professional to take their photos for them. If I could spruce up their online ads with some professional, sexy photos, their clients would probably double or triple. So I started calling the women up and offering my services to them. What a brilliant way to make a living. Taking nude photos of women that got paid to have sex for a living.

I still remember when the first girl showed up. I was so nervous. I had a raging erection in my pants before she even took her clothes off. I wanted to take my cock out and masturbate right in front of her, but I was a little scared. This was my first time after all.

I got some incredible photos of her. Some of my best work. She was completely nude and spreading her pussy and ass wide open for me. When I handed her my bill she said she didn’t have that much cash on her and asked if there was some other way she could pay me. It took a few seconds for me to realize what was going on, but when I did, I slowly dropped my pants to the floor, exposing my hard penis to her. She didn’t even batt an eye as she dropped to her knees and took my throbbing cock inside her pretty, wet mouth. If you want to watch me fuck one of my models, you can see it on prostitutemovies.com.

I was so excited I could start to feel my orgasm building inside. I tried to warn her, but she didn’t seem to care. She just kept sucking harder as I tapped her on her head. It was too late anyway. My cock exploded with a burst of hot cum and she kept sucking and sucking until all the cum was in her tummy. She did it as effortlessly as a doctor taking a patient’s temperature. No emotion. No awkwardness. Just a business transaction.

What was I thinking? This was a professional prostitute after all. She had swallowed her fair share of semen in her day, so this was like second nature to her.

She packed up her belongings and left. A week later I got a message from her thanking me for the photos. She was busier than ever and she said it was all thanks to my ad. I asked her to tell all her escort friends about me, and she did.

The phone calls started almost immediately. Since then I’ve been booking escorts for photo shoots, and providing them with some of the most artistic work I’ve done in years. I feel rejuvenated. And every single time I hand them my bill, I tell them there’s alternate methods of payment available. So far not a single one has opted out of my special discount.

I’ve since fucked almost every escort in this city, and now I’m branching out to other cities across the country. Seeing my wife get a train run on her was initially what I thought was the worst day I had ever experienced. But it turns out in the long run, it saved my life.

This is just the beginning of my story. I’ll be back to tell you about some of my most exhilarating experiences with escort photo shoots.

A Video Game Comes to Life and Fucks His Wife

Aaron had been a video game fan his whole life. He was especially a big fan of the game series with the little Italian plumber. All throughout his life, video games were always a part of it. When he got married, he even had a video game-themed wedding. He eventually opened up a video game store of his own and called it The Game Magician. He basically lived and breathed video games and it sort of became the main focus of his life.

This would be fine, as every person needs hobbies. But his enthusiasm with these fictional characters began having a negative effect on his family life. His wife had grown dissatisfied with him. She began texting nude pictures of herself to other men. She hadn’t cheated on him, but she was definitely thinking about it. She grew more distant from him as he struggled to make a living in his game store, juggling his family life with his video game obsession.

But Aaron was not stupid. He could see what was happening and knew he had to do something about it. He loved his wife even more than his video game characters, so he did not want to lose her. He had heard about a new service being brought out by the maker of his favourite video game characters. This was something they were marketing to adults, only in certain countries in limited runs. Basically, they had made a robotic version of their most famous game character, Mario. It was covered in lifelike flesh, made out of some type of surgical-grade silicon. They gave it a working 6.2 inch penis that would spray a sterile saline solution mixture out to simulate an orgasm. It could even talk. When the robot ejaculated, it would shout “Woo Hoo! It’s a meeeee! Mario!”

Aaron’s game store was taking up too much of his time. And he knew it was only a matter of time before his wife started cheating on him. He knew what he had to do. He took all his profits from the store that month and invested it into a one-time session with one of the new Mario sex robots. He couldn’t afford to purchase one outright, so he was renting it by the hour, just like paying for a prostitute.

A week later he called his wife and told her to come to the store. She showed up, not having a clue what was in store for her. As she entered the store, Aaron locked the door and turned on the closed sign. His wife looked confused. “Just wait right there.” Aaron said. I’ve got a surprise for you. He went to the back room and powered up their new robot friend. His wife’s jaw dropped to the floor as the Mario robot came walking out of the cluttered storage room.

“Hi Lauren. I’m your new sexy friend. It’s a meeee! Mario! I’ve got a 6.2 inch penis waiting for you!” The robot’s fake Italian accent was so exaggerated I’m sure most real Italians would find it offensive.

The robot dropped his blue overalls to the floor, exposing its massive 6.2 inch penis. It looked so real. It even had veins which appeared to have blood pumping through them.

His wife was in shock. But as Aaron watched from the back room, he could see she was getting turned on.

“What did you do?” asked Lauren. “We can’t afford this.” She walked closer to the sex robot, obviously trying to hold back a grin. She touched the penis and began to smile, slowly stroking it with her strong hand.

“Don’t worry about it. I love you. And you deserve this.”

“This penis is about the same size as yours.” His wife said.

“Go ahead and try it out.” Aaron said with a toothy grin.

His wife didn’t take long to begin experimenting with the robot. First she took him in her mouth, curious as to what the penis would taste like. She was amazed how life-like everything seemed. The video game company had really outdone themselves with this project.

She took her pants off and began rubbing her beefy pussy lips against the head of Mario’s shaft, leaving behind a shiny, wet glaze.

Mario blurted out“Power Up!” His penis suddenly grew from 6.2 inches to a massive 9 inches long. “This guy is even bigger than you now, Aaron!” his wife shouted as she turned around on got down on her hands and knees, guiding the synthetic shaft into her dripping, wet snatch. The robot began slowly pumping her, sliding its massive rod in and out of her. He clutched her massive buttocks with his white glove-covered hands and spanked her once, sending her giant ass cheeks jiggling.

Aaron was watching this take place from the back room in silence. He had already pulled out his cock and started stroking it. He was fully erect and hadn’t felt this kind of excitement in years. He was loving just sitting back watching his wife get fucked. He was a true cuckold living out his fantasy.

He watched as his wife fucked and sucked the video game robot for almost an hour. They tried every position in the book. They must have programmed the robot with every sex position imaginable. He even started doing a reverse pile driver, but Lauren had to stop since it was hurting her back. Finally Aaron came out of the back room, his sweaty erection in hand, and he began double-penetrating his wife in tandem with the robot. Mario was in her pussy and Aaron slid it in her ass. You can watch double penetration videos like that on prostitutemovies.com.

Everyone was sweating and moaning and pumping away until and all 3 of them climaxed at the same time. The robot had internal sensors that could tell when his partners were about to cum. Aaron pulled out and sprayed his warm ejaculate all over his wife’s sweaty back, while the robot blasted his synthetic jizz right inside of her. “Woo Hoo! It’s a meeeee! Mario!” shouted the robot. It must have had some sort of internal setting wrong from the factory, as the amount of synthetic jizz the 9 inch penis ejaculated was so excessive that it gushed out of her like a broken water pipe. All 3 of them were covered in the milky liquid from head to toe. “Ooh, that’s salty.” said Aaron as he spit some out onto the floor.

Aaron suddenly slipped on the liquid and fell backwards, smashing into one of his shelves, crushing a few of his Madden video games that he had so much trouble selling. Both Aaron and his wife were exhausted. They curled up in the middle of the store and cuddled in each other’s arms. The robot got up and left the room, with a final “Woo hoo!” as he left the store to make its way back to the distribution center from whence it came.

Aaron had finally done it. He had become a success. His wife was sexually satisfied, and he got to live his dream of having group sex with one of his favourite video game characters. Things were finally looking up for the Game Magician.

The Future Of Asian Artificial Sex Dolls

Mike was on vacation headed to Japan. He hadn’t been there since before the big trade war that contributed to the global collapse of the economy in 2023. Japan had changed a lot over the years. They became the global superpower, overtaking the United States. With their stranglehold on the technology market no other country could compete with them. They had gotten so far ahead of the curve that now all the new innovations were coming from their tech industry. Drones, flying cars, robot assistants…this was all common place in Japan yet considered a luxury everywhere else in the world.

Mike had earned himself a vacation at his job at the steel mill and he didn’t want to waste it sitting around getting drunk with his buddies. So he booked a trip to Japan to see the latest tech he had read about online.

Japan’s biggest company, MEI, had developed new robot AI so sophisticated that it was basically indistinguishable from having a conversation with a real human. Not only that, but they had come up with a new organic-based skin material that was supposed to look exactly like human flesh.

Apparently this technology was already in widespread use in Japan. Mike thought it would be great to meet one of the robots to see if what they said about them was true. He had his doubts.

Once he got settled in to his hotel, he decided to partake of his usual ritual when travelling abroad; call up an escort and have some fun! He liked to fuck an escort on the first night in any foreign country. Especially when he was in an exotic locale like Japan. Something about fucking a local girl always made him feel more at home.

He transferred some credits to the closest escort agency and waited in his hotel room for his “date” to show up.

A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. Mike opened it and greeted a tiny Asian woman with long black hair and rather large breasts. “This was going to be fun!” Mike thought to himself. “Herro! I’m Tabitha.” The tiny woman said in a broken Japanese accent. You can see lots of Asian hooker videos at prostitutemovies.com.

They sat down on the bed and Mike leaned over to kiss her. He fondled her large breasts and started stripping her clothes off, layer by layer, until he exposed her wet pussy, covered in a hairy, black bush, just like almost all the Japanese women he had fucked in the past.

He went down on her and began licking her soft, wet clit. She tasted so good that Mike’s dick grew rock hard. As he continued licking her, his cock began to throb. He knew he needed penetration and wanted to feel the insides of this sweet young thing.

He stood up and plunged his aching member straight into her gaping, wet hole. He didn’t even ask if she wanted him to use protection. A bit presumptuous on his part he thought, but she didn’t seem to care.

They both moaned in unison as he completed his first thrust inside of her. As he continued pumping, she seemed to get wetter by the second and Mike could see a giant wet spot forming on the bed below them.

Mike thrusted furiously into her tight Asian pussy and he could feel an intense orgasm start to rear its ugly head.

“Ohhhh shiiiit!!!!!” Mike yelled, as he violently squirted his cum deep inside the escort’s tiny hole. He could feel his cum spilling out of her as he continue to thrust his cock inside her cream-pied pussy. She was overflowing with his warm jizz and it was dripping down onto the sheets below.

When the last thrust was done and Mike was exhausted, he finally rolled over onto his back, ready to pass out from sheer exhilaration and pleasure.
“That was very good, sir.” Said Tabitha as she stood up and began to put her clothes back on.

Suddenly Mike noticed something in the small of her back. At first he thought it was a tramp stamp tattoo. Most whores have them. But upon closer inspection he realized it wasn’t a tattoo at all. It was a “Made in Japan” stamp. “Property of MEI Corporation.”

Tabitha walked over to the sink and grabbed some sort of tube-like contraption out of her purse. She connected one end to the tap, and she shoved the other end into her vagina. Suddenly a robot voice came from her direction that said “Beginning sanitation cycle. Please wait 2 minutes.” Her mouth never moved, but the voice clearly came from her direction. The contraption made a whirring sound and he could hear the water flowing through it. It was cleaning up the cummy cream pie that Mike had just shot into her pussy.

That is when he realized he didn’t need to go looking for one of their new life-like robots. He had already found one. And he had fucked it bareback without even knowing. He was flabbergasted.

As Tabitha finished cleaning up her pussy, she looked at Mike and smiled and said “Thanks for fucking me, sir. I hope you enjoyed your visit with synthetic prostitute, Tabitha, Model 2.0, today. Property of MEI Corporation.”

And with that she walked out the door. It looked like everything they said about them was true. This was going to change everything.

Messalina and the Massive Hooker Orgy Of The Roman Empire

Messalina was the wife of Roman leader, Claudius. Over the years her reputation grew, much to the chagrin of her husband. She was a notorious nymphomaniac. This was not uncommon in these Roman times, but it was certainly unacceptable for the wife of Claudius to partake in such activities.

In her most notorious incident, she took advantage of the fact Claudius was leaving the country to do business in Britain. Her sexual deviancy had come to a boiling point and this was the perfect opportunity for her to satisfy her deepest desires. Her idea was to contact all her acquaintances in the lowly world that she had become familiar with to organize a contest. This contest was to see which whore could have sex with the most men and women in a single night. Her husband was only gone for a few days so she had to act quickly to make it happen.

The contest was to begin in the evening and carry on the entire next day. The local street chicks we eager to participate as they knew they would be well compensated. She was after all, the wife of the Roman Emperor. Even though she had ties to the scum of the slums, she was well connected and the wealthiest woman in the entire city.

The challenge began, taking place in the huge theater normally used for gladiator battles. The whores were littered across the floor and lineups of men and women formed in front of them. It was like a soup line, with each person lining up anxious to partake of the free meal, except in this case, the free meal was the promise of hot and messy sex with the seediest of the city’s hot street women and gutter whores. There was of course no protection back then. Condoms didn’t exist so each person was going to enter the women bareback.

Hours went by and the lineups only continued to grow. Moans filled the theater and the smell of sex was both nauseating and a stimulant to the sex-crazed participants that filled the place. You can watch group sex videos like that at prostitutemovies.com. Some women began dropping out, unable to continue. Their vaginas and assholes stretched and sore from the continuous onslaught of erect penises.

Messalina was in the center of the room and had the longest lineup of men waiting for their turn with her. She demanded at least two lovers at all times, sometimes with three entering her at once, making sure her every hole was filled. One cock in her ass, one in her pussy and the other stuffing her wet mouth. She took countless loads that day and her holes were literally dripping with cum. As the cocks entered her, jizz would come spraying out, not unlike trying to jam more liquid in a container that is already overflowing.

As the hours went by the number of street women started to dwindle. Eventually there was only two women left in the theater. Messalina, and the famous street women named Scylla. She was forced into the business at a young age and had fucked her way to the become the top Call Girl in the entire kingdom. There was a jealous rivalry between her and Messalina. They both had something to prove.

As the lines of men grew less and less, the look on Scylla’s face gradually switched from ecstasy and pleasure to that of weariness and pain. Messalina could see this and it only made her more excited. She was already getting double penetrated and screamed out “give me another cock in my ass! I can fit another!” Her lust was insatiable.

Scylla felt the hot load of the 25th man spray across her stomach and cried out in pain. “No more!”

She had surrendered, knowing she could never match the sex drive of Messalina.

Messalina gloated in her glory, and continued to fuck until all the men in the lineups had been given satisfaction. She passed 70 men, and people were amazed. She kept going, and more men began to return even though they had been previously satisfied by her earlier in the day.

She mockingly asked Scylla to return after she had rested for a few hours, but Scylla declined. She stood off to the side and watched as her Queen took dozens of cocks inside of her with the most gleeful satisfaction. “This wretch has bowels of steel.” Scylla said in disgust, as she finally left the theater.

It is not known how many men it finally took to satisfy her lust, but it is rumored she took the hot loads of over 200 men before she was finished.