Life on the Street

I know I just posted another chapter earlier today, but I was just bumming around when I had the sudden urge to write another chapter! Please REVIEW! Because honestly, you guys influence me on where to go with this story. I hope you like this new chapter!
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Marie smoothed out her skirt and slowly began pacing the sidewalk. She looked back to see where Crystal was but couldn’t find her. The sun had fully set now and the street lights shone brightly against the black sky.

She walked to the corner of a busy intersection and saw another woman working the corner across the street. Marie smiled at the young woman, but the woman just glared at her. Marie got the distinct feeling that she was working the woman’s turf. But she opted not to leave, deciding that she was safe on this side of the street.

A car pulled up to the curb and Marie walked over to the open window. She bent down and faced a man who had to be in his 50s.

“Hey beautiful. What’s your name?” he asked.

Marie flipped her hair and replied, quite seductively, “My name is Stella, sugar. What do you want tonight?”

“Well Stella. I want you to give me a blow job. How much you charge?”

“$45 for one blow job.”

“Alright baby, hop on in.” Marie got into the car and the man drove the car into the very same ally where Marie had her first job.

The man gave her the money and Marie stuffed it into her purse. The man unzipped his pants and he rubbed his semi-erect penis as he slipped on a condom. Marie licked her lips and bent down to please her charge.

The man moaned as she stuck his cock into her mouth. She moved up and down his shaft, stopping to lick his tip. She took her free hand and fondled his balls while going faster over his shaft. He grabbed at her hair and pulled at it as she moved faster and faster over his shaft. The man came quickly and released his load into his condom.

Marie sat up quickly as the man threw off the condom and zipped up his pants. He eyed her and licked his lips. “Thanks baby. How much for me to please you?” he asked.

Marie froze. She thought that prostitutes only worked to please the men. She didn’t realize that men payed for other things too. ‘I guess if the price is right,’ she thought.

The man looked at her. “I’ll give you $55 to eat you out. That way you got a solid $100 from one customer.”

The offer was tempting. $100 would be more then enough for the night. But something inside her told not to take it. She smiled at the man. “Sorry honey, I don’t do that.”

The man sighed. “Your loss baby. All these men out here just want you to please them. But I’m giving you the opportunity to be pleased yourself. You want more money? I’ll give you $75.”

Marie shook her head in disbelief. This man really wanted to please her. But honestly, she was a little scared. All those times with Carl, he never once went down on her. But for $75 she was willing to give it a go.

“Alright sugar. You talked me into. You give me $75 and I’ll let you eat me.” The man smiled hungrily at her and gave her the money.

Marie slipped off her panties over her boots and positioned herself so her head was on the arm rest. She lifted one foot over the man’s seat and the man lifted her other leg over his shoulder. Marie put her head back so she didn’t have to look at the man. She shuddered as she felt the man’s tongue touch her. She felt him sucking and licking on her clit. She moaned as he licked her over and over. His tongue then found her sweet spot and she gasped as she felt it insert itself into her most private spot. Meanwhile, the man was rubbing her clit with his thumb. A wave of ecstasy rushed over. She loved it. As much as she knew it was wrong, she loved the feeling the man’s tongue was giving her.

He started playing with her faster and faster and she felt herself get more and more wet. An orgasm was stirring inside of her and she thrust her hips into the man’s face, begging him for more. And he responded. It didn’t take her long for her to scream out in ecstasy. She shuddered as the effect of the orgasm dwindled away.

“Oh honey… you were gooooood!” she exclaimed.

“And baby, you were delicious!” he exclaimed back.

Marie slipped on her panties and positioned herself so she was leaning back against her seat, still panting. She could get used to this!

She was fully expecting the man to bring her back to her corner but instead he turned and faced her again and gave her a business card. She looked at it and it said:

Harvey Fieldman
Cathouse
545 Main Street
(451) 555-8978

She looked at the man with a confused look on her face. “What’s this all about?”

“You passed the test,” he replied simply.

“Test, what test?”

“You know how to please a man in more ways then most. And you’re a good bargainer. I want you to join my Cathouse.”

“And what the hell is the Cathouse?” she demanded.

“The Cathouse has ten women, just like yourself. They cater to an elite group of gentlemen. These gentlemen come from all over the world, paying a hefty price for one night with one of my girls. And you, my darling, are not only beautiful and simply stunning to look at, but you give one hell of a blow job and are quite delicious to eat. Plus, you know how to bargain for more money. And I like that.”

Marie’s jaw dropped. She didn’t know what to think. “When you say a ‘hefty price’, how hefty do you mean?”

“Some gentlemen pay $400-1000 for one night,” he said. “Listen, I can tell this is a lot for you to digest. I’ll drop you off back at your corner and if you decide you want to check it out, stop by this address tomorrow afternoon.” Marie simply nodded.

Harvey Fieldman brought her back to the street corner. “You’re too good to work out on these streets. Seriously consider it.”

“I will. Thank you.” Marie said. She got out of the car and gave him a slight wave. And with that, he was gone.