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SuperWoman Escort Battles Her Nemesis With Her New SideKick

The SuperWoman escort had been busy fucking men day and night in her hometown of Phantom City. She had fucked many deceitful men and used her sexual prowess to get what she wanted from them. In some cases she was able to bring these men to justice for their misdeeds.

She had one more man on her hitlist. The Cock Kingpin. He was an obese man and was notorious for treating the escorts of Phantom city poorly, never tipping and sometimes ripping them off completely. He was also a very influential man and the escorts were scared to stand up to him for fear of losing their escort license, which was a requirement in order to work in Phantom city.

He had been on her list as a target for quite some time, but she had been holding off as she feared he might be too much for her to handle. He was a very large man and had the reputation of having an abnormally large penis. She had heard stories about how his cock had caused physical injury to numerous escorts throughout the city.

Before she brought him to her brothel she decided to bring in some professional help. She sent out the signal for her sidekick to show up. It was the infamous Betty Streetwalker. She was a low dollar escort from the city’s east side. She was used to fucking the large penises of the black men that frequented that side of the city.

SuperWoman and her sidekick Betty agreed to meet up with the Cock Kingpin. Like always, she had her room littered with hidden cameras to record the whole incident. You can check out the video of the SuperWoman escort and her sidekick fucking Cock Kingpin at prostitutemovies.com.

They started fucking him and SuperWoman was getting really sore. Betty tagged her off and took over for her. The SuperWoman had to sit back and rest for a while. She fingered Betty while she sucked and fucked the Cock Kingpin. They went through a whole slew of positions. All three of them were covered in sweat and they were cumming multiple times over his big, hard cock.

Betty rode his face and came right down his throat with her sweet, salty juices while the SuperWoman managed to fit his massive cock inside her asshole. He was soaked from his face right down to the calfs of his legs with their pussy and sexual juices. It was all mixing together in one hot mess.

He was finally about to cum and both of them got down on their knees below his massive penis.

He stood over both the hookers and began spraying his jizz all over their faces. They licked up his cum with a look of satisfaction on their faces. They knew their plan had worked and they had him on video paying for sex. They planned to use the footage to force him into paying restitution to all the prostitutes he had ripped off in the past.

The following week they forwarded their demands to the Cock Kingpin. He flat out refused to meet their terms, so they SuperWoman and her sidekick Betty sent the footage to the media.

A week later his reputation was ruined and so was his business. He no longer had the money to hire any escorts in Phantom City. Their plan had worked perfectly. It was a big win for the escorts and hookers in Phantom City. It was safe for them to work again without the fear of being ripped off by non-paying clients.

The Cock Kingpin had ripped off his last hooker.

The Escort and The Furry

My new career as a professional photographer for escorts and prostitutes had introduced me to some wonderful people. Some of them were a bit stranger than others. Case in point…this week’s clients.

Katie came in dressed in jeans. A petite girl, fairly average looking, but she had that cute innocence of a girl next door. I suppose that is part of her charm. I’m sure her clients would eat that up, or at least that’s what I thought. Turns out, she had a completely different set of clientele.

“What do you want today?” I asked. “Maybe some girl next door photos for your portfolio, or some ex-girlfriend style photos?”

“No” she replied tersely. “My boyfriend, Dylan, will be here soon. He’s going to be part of my photoshoot.”

OK, she never told me this beforehand. I normally don’t allow other men in on these photoshoots. If there’s going to be a stunt cock involved, I want it to be mine. But I guess money is money, and I wasn’t about to tell her to leave without getting paid.

There was a quiet knock at the door. She opened it and in walked a meek looking man. He couldn’t have been more than 20 years old. He had a bit of a misshapen head. He kind of looked like that midget from Game of Thrones, if he was about a foot taller and had blonde hair. Quite a unique look.

“OK, what’s on the agenda tonight folks?” I anticipated that I would be filming them fuck. Suddenly the boyfriend pulled something red and furry out of his coat pocket. It was hard to tell what it was at first. As he unfolded it, I began to make out what it was.

“What is that?” I asked.

“This is my costume. My alter ego is called Sir Dylan. I’m a red fox.”

OK, this was getting weird now. Katie pulled out what looked like one of those hats that British men used to wear when hunting foxes on horseback. Sir Dylan stripped down completely exposing a long, slender cock, dangling about 6.2 inches long completely flaccid. He pulled out a red condom and slid it over his cock and began jacking it. I guess he was trying to simulate a fox penis. Once he got himself nice and hard he put on his fox mask and tied a fox tail belt around his waist.

Suddenly he began cooing like some sort of insane person. He jumped down on all fours and started running around the room. He was out of his mind! He was jumping around like a wild animal. Out of nowhere Katie pulled out a little brass horn and began blowing it. It was like I was witnessing a real life fox hunt.

“Aren’t you supposed to be filming this?” Katie asked, as she pulled a riding crop out of her bag of tricks and began slathering it with lube. Something was about to happen. I had a movie camera rolling and was snapping as many photos as I could. It was hard, as it was such a spectacle I had a hard time focusing. I just wanted to sit back and watch.

Suddenly Katie grabbed Sir Dylan by the throat and held him down on the ground. She lifted his red furry tail out of the way exposing his meaty ass. She inserted her riding crop directly in his anus, causing Sir Dylan to scream out in anguish. As painful as it looked, he was still making sounds like a fox, trying to stay in character.

She began pumping the riding crop in his ass like she was plunging a plugged toilet. Sir Dylan was tense and looked like a real hunted animal that was caught in a leg trap.

Suddenly Katie looked up at me and yelled in an aggressive voice “Don’t just stand there, fuck me you cocksucker!”

I hadn’t anticipated that, but I had no problem with obliging her. I was actually as hard as a rock. I couldn’t believe how excited I was watching her sodomize this distressed fox with her riding crop. To see other videos of me fucking my escort clients check out prostitutemovies.com.

I got behind her and pulled down her tight pants. I seen her throbbing anus below me and spit a huge loogie on it to get it ready for my manhood. I plunged it in and she screamed with pleasure.

I pounded her ass in rhythm with how she was fucking Sir Dylan in the ass with the riding crop. She could tell I was getting more and more excited and was getting ready to cum in her ass.

“Roar like a lion,” she said.

“What?” I replied.

“Roar like a lion you cocksucker!”

I had never done anything like this before, but somehow I was so in the moment I never thought twice about it.

“RAAAWWWRRRR!!!” I screamed. I did my best lion impression and felt like a wild beast. All three of us were screaming now, with Dylan still cooing like a wounded fox. I managed to get one more roar out before I started to cum. My hot semen sprayed all over Katie and Dylan, covering her ass cheeks and spraying into Dylan’s hair and onto his back.

As soon as I was done cumming I immediately turned the camera off and put my clothes back on. The shame had suddenly kicked in.

“Uhhh, there will be no charge for this photoshoot” I told them. “But…you can’t have this footage.”

There was no way in hell I was giving her this footage of me roaring like a lion while she sodomize her foxy boyfriend. This would have been the end of my career.

From that day on, I always made sure I put a “no furries allowed” in my advertisements.

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.

The Panty Sniffer

As the psychologist looked over the information she had written down on her upcoming client, she couldn’t help but laugh to herself. He had been charged with theft numerous times. Every single charge was related to him stealing women’s clothing.

Most of them were from women’s change rooms in shopping malls. He would sneak in and wait while women were changing and as soon as they left the change room he would run in and snatch whatever they were wearing. He had a penchant for undergarments so he ended up getting caught in places like Victoria’s Secret. He would have stood out like a sore thumb in there hanging around the change rooms. No wonder he got caught.

It turns out he was a dirty panty sniffer. He loved the scent of women’s undergarments, especially their panties and stockings. If you like women in stocking then check out prostitutemovies.com. After his most recent charge he was facing serious jail time, so he finally decided to get help.

He entered the psychologist’s office and sat down on her couch. She could immediately see his eyes move towards her black, sheer stockings. As she reviewed his file she crossed her legs like Sharon Stone did in Basic Instinct, giving him a clear shot of her panties. He was clearly getting agitated.

“So you like to sniff women’s panties, eh?” She quizzed him. He stammered a bit and coughed, clearly taken back by her frankness.

“Ya, that’s why I’m here I suppose.”

She stood up and start walking towards him. She stood in front of him with her legs spread wide apart and slowly kicked off her high heels.

“You realize there’s no cure for people like you, right?”

He looked surprised and his mouth began to hang open like he was completely dumbfounded.

“Really?” He whimpered.

“Yes, that’s right. I can’t cure you. All I can do is to help control your addiction.”

“How do you do that?” he asked.

She grabbed her skirt and lifted it up slowly, exposing her sheer silk panties. “By giving you what you want.”

Before he could say anything, she shoved her pelvis in his face, and began grinding her vagina all over him. He moaned in pleasure as he felt the sheer silk caress his skin. It was so soft, and he could smell the moistness of her pussy and feel the wetness start to seep through the silk.

“Yup, I can help you with this.” she said as she pulled away from him, not wanting to give him too much pleasure all at once. “But it’s going to cost you. I expect you here 2 days a week for an hour. Paying my full rate, plus a tip. And you can enjoy my soiled panties and stockings all you want.”

She reached down and pulled the toe of her left stocking and began slowly sliding them off her milky white legs. “I don’t work cheap.” she said.

She balled up the nylons she had removed from her legs and sniffed them herself. They were warm and had the scent of her sweat on them.

“How does that sound to you?” she asked.

Before he could finish his reply she had stuffed the stockings in his mouth, almost choking him with them. He began to cough but she could see he was in heaven. She dropped her panties to the floor and picked them up and draped them over his head like a face mask. He began sniffing loudly, not unlike a dog trying to find its next meal.

She was getting turned on by this too and she rammed her wet, exposed pussy into his face. She began grinding herself into him, all over his face, with his nose penetrating deep into her dripping cunt. She could see a film of her cum start to cover his face and drip down his chin. His sniffing intensified until she finally sprayed him with a soft shower of her warm love juices.

“OK, now clean yourself up, bitch. I expect you back here in 3 days. Don’t be late, or I’ll give you a bad report. And bring lots of money. Now get my undergarments out of your mouth. You look pathetic. Fucking thieving panty sniffer.”

He spit her stockings out onto the floor and slowly got up and left the room. She smirked as she watched him leave, knowing he would be back for more of her “treatment”, along with more money, in a few days.

He had become the next meal ticket for the hooker psychologist.

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.