Category: Bareback

My Vacation on the Sex Cruise Ship Called Putanic

I had been saving for 2 years for a vacation. I had been through a divorce and my bitch of a wife basically wiped me out. I had been living off of Kraft dinner and wieners ever since she took me to the cleaners. My life was basically just a grind of getting up and going to work, coming home, sending her a cheque, then trying to squirrel away enough money for myself that I might be able to afford some nice things again. It was killing me, but I was slowly able to save up a few thousand dollars.

I needed to plan out the perfect trip. I wasn’t going to be able to afford this again for at least another 4 years, so I had to research where I would get the best bang for the buck and have the best time. I could go to a place like Vegas and blow all my money in one night and then wake up with nothing to show for it but a hangover.

That’s when I discovered the Putanic. It was a private cruise ship owned by a brothel owner that I just happened to know from past dealings. He would book a week-long tour through the Caribbean and other exotic locations, and everyone would board his fantastic yacht to enjoy the tour.

Since he was a brothel owner, he decided to take advantage of his contacts in the sex industry and filled his ship’s crew up with prostitutes. Everyone paid their fair share and they got to partake of all the hot women on the boat for the entire week. It was up to you if you wanted to tip the girls, but otherwise everything else was included. All the sex and drinks you wanted. It sounded almost too good to be true. After all, I had to question the sense in naming the boat the “Putanic.” It’s like he was trying to jinx us before we even set sail.

Against my better judgment, I handed over my life savings and boarded the boat with a week’s worth of clothing. As soon as I walked on the ship you could see prostitutes just lying around, ready to greet their new ship mates. There were women of all races on his boat. I have a thing for dark-skinned Africans, so that is of course the first woman I went for. A couple Margaritas later and I had this African beauty in my cabin. I filled every one of her holes and went in bareback. The owner of the cruise line assured us it was safe since he paid for all his women to be tested before we set sail. She was a real sweetheart and looked like she came directly from South Africa. You can see her in this video I posted.

I had a lot of fun with her, but there were so many fine women on the ship that I had to sample some more. Later that night all the guests had come out to the pool area to enjoy the night sky and some dancing and music. It wasn’t long before it turned into a full blown orgy on the deck of the boat. People were laying down towels and escorts were getting railed by 2 to 3 guys at the same time right on the floor. I heard one guy yell “I’m going to make this bitch air tight!” as he shuffled his way into what was already a threesome. He became the fourth person in the group as he shoved his cock in her asshole. I guess all her holes were plugged with cocks so essentially she was now air tight.

I just sat back and watched for a few minutes. It was quite the spectacle. But I couldn’t resist for very long. Seeing all those exotic women moaning and screaming had my cock as hard as a rock. I waited for one of the other guys to finish and moseyed my way into the foursome that was going on. I spit on my cock and shoved it in her ass where the other passenger had just been seconds eariler. I had never had such nasty and dirty, hot sex in my life. I loved it!

That night was perfect. I could have went home the next day and been completely satisfied with my money being well spent. But we had a whole week to partake of these fine whores. It was like I had died and gone to heaven, and God lived on a cruise ship!

By the end of the week my cock was raw from so much fucking. Even without the constant sex, the trip was amazing. We stopped in some exotic locales and some of the whores would leave and new ones would come on board. The Captain did his best to make sure we always had fresh ladies.

All I can say is, if you ever get a chance to ride on the Putanic, don’t even think twice. It will be the best decision you ever made. I can die a happy man now.

Sex In The Year 2177 – Sex Robots Become A Reality

We had just landed on Mars. We had been out mining for 2 years in the Solidium fields on Jupiter. We hadn’t seen a female the whole time we were there. They are too fragile for the work environment on Jupiter and they aren’t allowed to go on mining missions there. I guess you could say we had some pent up frustrations that needed to be released.

The rest of my crew headed straight for the closest bar, hoping to pick up some of the local sex workers that frequent there. I had another idea though. I had been reading about these new sex robots that the Caesar’s Mars Casino had been developing. They were trying to corner the market on the sex industry in their newly built casino / resort on Mars. Anyone could go find a hooker and take their chances at getting Space herpes or something worse, but Caesar’s was targeting the higher end crowd with their new sex robots.

Artificial AI robots had been around for years, but they weren’t allowed to be used in the sex industry. Something about violating the Robot Charter of Rights. It had been tried, but the technology was not there and the government always ended up shutting projects like that down. Caesar’s was the first company to get a license, and the only ones with the new artificial skin technology.

Instead of synthetics and plastics, their scientists had developed a way of growing actual skin and living tissue. They were able to generate real vaginas and penises with blood flow and real cum. I just had to try this out. It’s basically like a real woman, except they are there just to please you and fulfill your every desire.

As soon as I booked myself into a room at the resort, I fired up the entertainment console and started ordering myself a custom-made sex robot. It costs 500 credits and your hooker is made specifically to your own specifications. The tissue is grown in about 30 minutes, so you always end up with your own sex robot that has been untouched by other men.

I sat down and began working on my very own sex robot. I made her black, with abnormally large features. Massive Double G tits. Huge lips, on her face… and between her legs. I wanted a giant fat ass too so she could sit on my face and smother me. By the time I was done customizing her, I had been hit with a penalty of an additional 100 credits to account for all the extra tissue they were going to have to generate to create her body. I guess the process is not cheap and the tissue runs a hefty premium.

40 minutes later I had a knock on my door. In walked my sex robot, wearing leather panties and a tiny bra, barely able to contain her massive mounds of flesh. My penis got rock hard as she called me by my name. She knew everything about me, well, at least everything I entered into the questionnaire when I was designing her. She knew my every fetish and desire.

Her skin was so soft and felt just like any other woman I had been with. Actually, it even felt better, as they are able to genetically modify it to be softer and smoother than a normal human’s skin.

She got on her knees and took my hard cock in her mouth. Her giant black lips felt like soft pillows wrapped around my dick. I was so excited I was about to cum right in her mouth. So I stopped her and threw her on the bed. Normally I would never do this, but she was so lifelike I wanted to taste her, and see what her juices tasted like. Her pussy was dripping wet and tasted amazing. My face was already covered in her cum. You could feel the blood flowing through her skin and feel her pussy pulsate as I made her more and more excited. I could have ate her pussy for hours.

I finally climbed on top of her and shoved my throbbing cock inside her pink, soaking-wet pussy. The best part about fucking a sex robot is you don’t need to use protection. So I went in her bareback to get the full enjoyment out of her.  I only managed 5 pumps before I shot my steaming-hot load deep inside of her. I couldn’t believe this was a robot I was fucking. It was the best sex of my life!

After the session was done, she sat and talked to me for 10 minutes. Then when I was ready to go, she got up and left. I’m not sure what happens to them after they are finished with a customer. She was taken into a back room beside a big steel door. Some say the tissue gets recycled, while some seem to think they send them to an incinerator. After all, they are only good for one use then they have to be disposed of, for health and safety reasons. It’s such a shame. If I was able to take her away from there, I would marry that girl. She was the most amazing fuck of my life.

When your next John is a multimillion album-selling musician

One of my friends told me about how much money you could make doing a little escorting on the side. I never thought much about it. I didn’t really need the money at the time and had a boyfriend that looked after me. Once that all went to shit I needed to find a way to earn money fast. Hooking was the perfect opportunity and I jumped at the chance. Little did I know, but the company that my friend dealt with to get hooked up with clients was actually a high end organization. We never had to deal with sweaty drunks with stinky balls and erectile dysfunction. Basically anyone that required absolute discretion. These were the types of customers that couldn’t just go pick up a hooker on the corner for a quick blowjob. If they were caught, something like that could ruin their careers. So we were paid extra well to keep our mouths shut.

After about a month or so of working for them, I was called in the middle of the night and ordered to get cleaned up. A special request had been put in for me by a really important client. Our booking agent kept a file with our photos and info on hand, and they basically let the clients look through it like they were ordering from a Sears catalogue. I had never been hired on a special request in the middle of the night before, so it was all a little new to me. I got up and washed my pussy out really good and went down to meet my driver. As soon as I seen the Bentley limousine, I knew I must have been dealing with a super rich client. Who could it be at this hour of the night? I had no idea what to expect.

While I was in the limo a very large black man made me sign a non-disclosure agreement. I had never had to do this before. To be honest it was a little frightening. After about 40 minutes we finally reached our destination. A mansion up in the hills. It was hidden behind a huge security fence and a small forest. Whoever lived here wanted their privacy.
The black man brought me inside and led me to a bedroom. The bed was covered in real animal fur, and the entire ceiling was covered in mirrors. He left the room and suddenly someone entered the room from behind a wall of beads. I couldn’t believe who I was looking at. Obviously I signed a NDA so I’m not allowed to tell you who it is, but he is a multi-million album selling artist. I was in shock. He smiled at me and my knees started to give out, and I could feel the juices starting to flow in my pussy. Not only was I going to get to fuck my dream guy, I was also going to get paid for it.

“Take off your clothes” he said, as he pointed towards the bed. I did as I was told and sat down on the luxurious furs, my naked body glistening in the dim LED mood lighting in the room. The lights shone down upon his rock hard body and I could see the trademark Dragon tattoo upon his chest. He was so damn hot I could barely contain myself.
“I see you like the dragon” he whispered. He must have noticed me staring at it. I was still in such a state that I couldn’t even form a response. “How would you like me to unleash the dragon on you?” he said with an almost evil-looking smirk. I managed to whimper a pathetic “OK.” I couldn’t believe I was acting like a star struck teenage girl. I had sucked hundreds of cocks in my short career as an escort, and here I was acting like a complete amateur.

Celebrity escort encounter

“Perfect” he said, as he dropped his underwear to the floor. I couldn’t believe what I was looking at. His dragon tattoo on his chest went all the way down to his penis, and his penis was also tattooed to look like it was the dragon’s own cock, with scales and everything. It was probably the creepiest tattoo I had ever seen, especially considering how small his cock actually was. He was no bigger than four and a half inches, and literally as thin as a Sharpie.

Since I was a professional I tried not to laugh, and I did my job. Thankfully it was all over quick. I let him fuck me bareback with his dragon dick and let him spew his “fire” inside of me. But my fantasies about this rock star had been ruined. Now every time I hear one of his songs on the radio, all I can picture is his pathetic little dragon cock, and the way he roared like Godzilla when he blew his load.

Trust me when I say, sometimes it’s best not to meet your celebrity crushes in real life. That way you can keep your fantasies alive and not have them ruined by reality.

New York Sex Workers – The Battle For Power – Part 4

John was speechless. He had never seen such a beautiful young specimen working as a hooker before. He was ready to nut in his pants before he had even undressed. In all the excitement he had completely forgotten to take any of his Viagra that day. Yet his cock was still throbbing with all the power of 1000 subwoofers. His head felt like he was going to explode with so much of his blood rushing to his veiny penis. He had to quickly remember why he was there in order to keep from cumming right on the spot. He needed to find out where Chief Baseball Cock was hiding and take him out, then get out without getting killed by his giant Indian bodyguard.

John dropped his trousers and displayed his hard cock for the young prostitute. It was glistening with sweat and you could really see all the veins bulging and throbbing with every beat of John’s heart. Hoowanneka’s eyes grew as big as saucers. He could tell she was impressed with the size and girth of his man meat. She took John’s tool into her mouth bareback and easily slid the massive 9 inches of cock all the way down her throat. Even though she was young, she had the experience of a 40 year old street whore. She didn’t even gag at the 9 inches, even though it had to have been tickling her tonsils and blocking off her air passageway. John held her by her long, black hair and began to facefuck her. She slobbered all over his pulsing penis and saliva was dripping all over the floor. John was about to cum but first he needed to ask her one question. “Where is Chief Baseball Cock?”

She stopped sucking and said “Why do you need to know that? Did I do something wrong?” He could tell she had fear in her eyes. Chief Baseball Cock was a brutal master and all his prostitutes feared the wrath of him and his giant. “No, you are perfect.” John said. “I just need to talk to him about a business deal.”
She told him he was upstairs in his office, but that he shouldn’t go up there. John smiled and said “Enough talk” and shoved his rock hard cock back in her beautiful mouth. He pumped her with the force of a thousand suns and screamed in pleasure as he finally exploded into the tiny 19 year old’s mouth. She sucked and sucked trying to get every last drop out of his shaft.

John’s legs quivered as he left the room, still weak from such an amazing blowjob. He knew he had to act quickly. He made his way up the stairs and peeked into the Chief’s office. He was nowhere to be seen. But his baseball bat was sitting on his desk. Then he heard a toilet flush. Chief Baseball Cock was just finishing taking a shit in the washroom. As he seen the washroom door begin to open, John sprinted for the bat. He picked it up just as he made eye contact with the Chief. “Who the fuck are you, white man?” barked the Chief.

“I’m your replacement.” whispered John. Years of pent up anger and feelings of inadequacy all rose to the surface. John snapped and began beating the Chief in the face with his own weapon. Teeth flew across the room. Blood-stained feathers floated through the air. He had done it. The Chief was dead. John was the new leader of the Indians. But as he heard footsteps behind him he realized he had forgotten one thing. The giant. He turned around and seen the 7 foot monster standing behind him breathing heavy. His legs were the size of tree trunks. There was no way John could beat this man in a fair fight, even with the Chief’s blood-stained bat. Then came the words out of the giant’s mouth. “You new boss?”
John breathed a sigh of relief. “Yes.” he said. “And we have work to do. We’re taking over the Backstreet Thugs territory, And you’re going to help me do it.” The giant smiled and said “Yes boss.”

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Thai Hookers Made Sure They Got Their Money

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I was on vacation in Thailand and wanted to experience their lifestyle to the fullest. As most single, older men who visit Thailand do, I wanted to partake of their glorious hookers. They are well known around the world for being some of the best women money can buy. Little did I know, how much of a mean streak they can have if they think you are going to screw them out of their money.

I went to a well known bar in the area that was a notorious hangout for streetwalkers and escorts. Most of the patrons in the bar were white men in their fourties and fifties. It was so strange seeing so many older white men in one place in a foreign country.

I ordered myself a drink and before I even had a chance to have a sip, a sexy Thai hooker sat down beside me and started rubbing my leg. She couldn’t have been any taller than 5 feet, and had the supple soft skin of a lady far younger than her years. They are so healthy and in shape in Thailand. It is amazing. It is completely different than the obese hookers we have to put up with in America.

After a few minutes of small talk, it didn’t take long for her to proposition me for sex. She said she would fuck me right in the washroom of the bar. That seemed a little risky to me, but I figured she knew what she was doing, so I agreed and followed her into a washroom stall.

She quickly whipped my pants down and put me in her mouth, getting my soft, white cock nice and hard and stiff. She removed her tiny blue shorts and bent over in front of me, looking me in the eye as if to say “what are you waiting for?” She didn’t offer me a condom so I assumed she didn’t mind if I went inside her bareback.

I quickly plunged my throbbing cock into her tight, little pussy and began thrusting as fast as I could. It was so exciting fucking in a public washroom that I came inside of her in under 2 minutes.

I had so much fun I had almost forgot that I only had a few bucks on me. She was quick to ask for her pay and I told her I didn’t have anything on me and would have to go to a bank or something. That was not the answer she wanted, and she instantly began screaming something in a language I didn’t understand. Another Thai girl that could pass for her twin sister ran into the washroom with a mean look on her face.

They both grabbed me by the wrists and dragged me outside. At this point I was shitting my pants as I had seen how vicious some of these little girls can be in the local Muay Thai tournaments. It seems like half the population over there are MMA fighters.

Luckily they weren’t dragging me outside to kick my ass, they were just bringing me to an ATM. Thank god. I felt like I was going to have a heart attack for a minute. Anyway, they were both happy once she got her money, and told me to come back soon. I think I might take them up on their offer, but next time I am going to make sure I bring plenty of cash.