I was in Niagara Falls on a holiday. Good town for a good time. You can see historical sites, live theater, visit wine vineyards and stay in some nice hotels. You can also party at some real raunchy strip joints and flop in a seedy motel. Good place to find young American chicks too.
Got up early that morning had breakfast overlooking the falls. Grabbed a Timmys’ Café Mocha went for a stroll up the walk. I was leaning over the rail right at the edge of the falls, when she moves to the rail beside me. She meets my eye and smiles brilliantly. The hottie leans over the rail and peers into the gorge. She pulls back with a start and a sharp intake of air. Moving forward again she leans forward a looks again. She breathes deeply, her breasts straining against her blouse. Pulling back she bites her bottom lip.
I look and ask, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” she replies, “It’s just so far down. It scared me a bit.”
“You went back for another look. Even when it scared you the first time?” I state.
“Yeah, I kind of like the feeling,” she gives me a shy look.
I laugh. “Ah, an adventurous type, nothing like a bit of fear and some risk to liven things up, eh?” I ask. She looks me up and down. I can see her nipples and areolae through her white blouse.
“Exactly,” she says, “Hi my name is Lisa,” extending her hand. I take it lightly and slightly bow over it. She giggles.
“Pleased to meet you Lisa. My name is Rom.” I introduce myself, “And what brings you to town?”
“What makes you think I don’t live here?” Lisa asks.
I can spot them a long way off. These American chicks come across the border all the time. Our lower drinking age attracts a lot of them. Our strip clubs are far less restrictive than the Yanks. You’ll see a table of them in many strip joints. Trying to look in to the VIP area, giggling as dancers writhe in simulated 69 with customers on stage for money. The real adventurous ones even pay themselves, then rush giggling and flushed back to their drunk cheering friends.
“The fact it looks like you did that for the first time,” I lie, as I indicate the railing.
Lisa moves back to the railing. I move close beside her.
She looks up at me, “Thanks, I feel safer.”
Lisa leans out over the railing and spreads her arms wide. I drink in the sight of her ass. Her legs spread apart slightly. She wears high heeled shoes. I imagine what I would like to do to that ass.
“Hold me,” she says.
I step up behind her, grabbing her hips. I step forward nice and close. She does the Titanic bit. I have to grip her hips to keep her from toppling over. My cock is hard as rock. Suddenly I find myself having to pull her back as she slumps over dangerously. Lisa shakes in my arms, breathing deep.
“Oh my god, that was great. I was so scared. But I knew you would not let me fall. I felt you behind me and it freed me from my fear and I thought I could fly. Then I…” she stops in midsentence.
“Then you what?” I ask.
She doesn’t answer but steps away and turns to face me, leaning against the rail. Her nipples are hard and erect through the thin blouse material.
“I like it here. The falls so dangerous, much older than me, so powerful. I like things like that.” Lisa says, her head down at bit.
She looks up at me, mouth parted, her tongue caressing her bottom lip.
I reach out my hand, “Then come with me, little girl. You can choose between angels’ trumpets or devils’ trombones.”
Lisa takes my hand.
“Devils’ trombones, please, sir,” she answers and steps close.
I grab a handful of her ass and pull her closer. I kiss her hard. She dives in to the kiss and suddenly we’re making out, right there on the public walkway. Releasing her ass I cup her breast and pinch her hard nipple.
She half moans and whispers, in the midst of the kiss, “Oh! Daddy.”
People are starting to look. Shocked looks from most, smiles from a couple and a look of pure lust and envy from a trio of young guys. They’re probably wondering how a guy like me got a girl like her. I turn her to face the young trio.
I whisper in her ear, “In Canada it is legal for a girl to go topless. I want you to show these young pups your tits. Show them what they are missing out on.”
“Legal doesn’t matter to me. Whatever you want is good enough for me,” Lisa says and without further instruction unbuttons her blouse and displays here tits to the young men.
I entwine my fingers in Lisa’s hair and tighten my grip and whisper in her ear, “Slut.”
“Thank you, Daddy”, she says.
One of the young guys taunts us, “What is she a whore? A dirty slut you picked up off the street?”
“You’re smarter than you look. You got it first try. She is a whore and I did just pick her up off the street. But you see, she’s a special kind of whore,” I retort. “Tell them what kind of whore you are, babygirl.” I tell Lisa.
“I’m Daddys whore,” Lisa tells them.
Taking Lisa by the hand I quickly lead her to the car park where my car is parked. It’s an older BMW 3251. I unlock the doors as we approach and open her door for her. She smiles and thanks me. Closing her door behind her I cross and enter my side.
I look at her, taking in the sight exposed breasts. Taking Lisa by the back of her head I kiss her hard, probing her mouth with my tongue. She responds with her own tongue. I fondle and squeeze her breasts. Pinching her nipples hard. She moans and gasps through the kiss.
I undo my belt and pants and manage to pull my cock out. It’s rock hard with a drop of pre-cum already appearing. Lisa reaches down with her hand and wraps it around the shaft and starts to slide her hand up and down. She breaks off the kiss and looks down at my cock. Her hand has milked more pre-cum and the head glistens. She kisses me again.
“I want to suck your cock, Daddy. Can I? Please?” she moans, whispers and begs as we suck face.
“How can I resist when you say please,” I say as lean back in my seat to give her head some room.
“Thank you, Daddy” she says in her best babygirl voice.
Lisa leans down and kisses the head of my cock. Her tongue licks up another drop of pre-cum as she milks my cock with her hand. The eager slut parts her lips and takes in the head, sucking lightly and using her tongue. Slowly she takes more and more of my cock, sucking and licking the head as she pulls up. Lisa takes more and more of my cock and starts to fuck her head up and down on my cock.
Spit and drool run from her mouth as she starts to salivate on my cock. She drives her head up and down, gagging as she takes it all in. Lisa fucks herself in the mouth, gagging and choking, her copious saliva running down my cock. She sucks and slurps it up with her tongue. My toes curl.
“Holy fuck, this sluts is a cock sucking queen.” I think.
I moan and twitch as she sucks me worthy of a pornstar. I put my hand on her head, gripping her real tight. She’s moaning herself. I can see her hand moving between her legs as she rubs her cunt through her jeans. Unable to hold back I erupt in orgasm. My cum spurts in to her mouth. Sucking and slurping she hungrily swallows mouth loads of cum and spit. I push her head down hard on my cock. She gags and chokes as I spurt down her throat. Her whole body quivers and twitches as she chokes on my cock. I pull her head up far enough so she can breathe.
“Be a good girl and make sure it is clean before you put it away,” I order her.
She sucks and licks gently, working her way up my cock. Lisa milks the last drop of cum from my cock, gives the head a final lick. She tucks my cock back in my pants and sits up. Her makeup has run, her lipstick is smudged and her hair is tangled. She looks amazing. She spreads her legs and looks down. I follow her gaze and see the wet spot through her jeans. I laugh, “Having fun?”
“The best fun, Daddy. Thank you for letting me please you, Sir. Did I do a good job?” she asks.
“You did just fine, babygirl,” I say, “but that was only just the beginning of our time together. I am going to give you the opportunity to pleasure me in many ways. I hope you do as well then.”
“Oh, I will, Daddy. I’ll do anything,” she says, “May ask, Sir, if your use of me can be rough and hard? I want to be nothing more than your dirty cumdump slut. Use me, humiliate me and make me do anything you want. I don’t care what you do with me.”
Lisa looks at me with a pleading look, biting her bottom lip.
“I think that can be arranged.” I grin evilly. I open the glove box and offer her a large wetnap. “Here, clean yourself up.”
We drive to a cheap seedy looking motel. There is a strip joint next door. I stop at the check in and get a room. It’s gotta be the crappiest room I have ever seen. Clean enough but still what dump. There are holes in drywall. A/c and heater kicked in. Bathroom is tiny with half sized bath tubs and shower. Again looks clean enough.
Lisa sits on the edge of the bed. She didn’t bother with the top buttons of her blouse. She’s combed her fingers through her long blonde hair but it still looks wild and untamed. Suits her. She leans over to take off her shoes. I stare hungrily at her tits.
“Take off your clothes, slut” I order her.
Lisa obediently rises and disrobes, tossing her clothes on to a chair. She stands, head down and with her wrists crossed.
I take of my shirt. Revealing pagan symbols tattoo work. The slut raises her head slightly to peek at me. Her eyes open wide. She steps forward and shyly traces my tattoos. I give her an explanation of the various symbols and creatures. Each tattoo receives a kiss.
Lisa steps back, “Thank you for letting me touch you, Sir, and for teaching me about your tattoos.”
Openly leering at her, I take her arms and place them behind her head and kick her legs apart. Placing my hand beneath her chin I raise her face up. I give her a little kiss on the lips followed up with a slap. Not overly hard, just enough to cause her head to snap to one side. Lisa submits to the abuse and holds her head ready for another.
“You’re my total slut aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy, I am. I am your total slut.”
I give her another slap on the other side of her face. Again Lisa submissively makes no protest.
You’re my dirty whore aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir, I am. I am your dirty whore.”
I take the total dirty whore slut by the throat with one hand and grab Lisa’s cunt with the other. Very roughly I rub my hand back and forth across her pussy lips. My hand slides easily, her cunt is soaking wet. I frigg her clit with my thumb. Lisa’s chest rises and falls as her breathing deepens. I give her cunt a hard spank. She winces and cringes a bit, but reassumes her position. I move behind the whore.
“Bend over, whore,” I command, “Put your hands behind you”.
Lisa bends forward at the waist. Holding her wrists with one hand, I reach down with the other and stick a finger in her cunt. Slowly I move it in and out. Shortly after, I slip another finger in and speed up the finger fuck. Bent over and being finger fucked, Lisa moans and moves her hips back and forth to meet my fingers as they fuck her. A third finger going in elicits more than a moan less than a cry out in pain.
“Oh…daddy…please…oh yes…Daddy,” Daddys whore pleads. Daddys whore goes week in the knees and is half held up by daddys hand in her cunt and by her held wrists. Lisa makes a mewling sound and cums on Daddy’s fingers. Daddy’s whore’s cunt juice drips from his fingers.
Directing her roughly by her cunt and held wrists I toss Lisa on the bed face down. I grab her legs drag her so her ass is near edge of bed. I take off my belt and pull out my cock. Twice I whip her ass, one blow per cheek.
“Ow…ow,” the whore cries out. She bites her bottom lip, fighting back tears. Her ass cheeks quiver.
“Spread your ass open, whore,” I command.
Quickly the slut complies, almost eagerly. Leaning forward I spit a big gob of saliva on her anus. I support myself with one hand and rub the head of my cock thru Daddys whore dripping wet cunt lips. Her juices lube my cock. I place the head against her young tight asshole and start to push it in. Slowly but steadily I stick my cock up my whore’s willing ass.
“Ow…ow…Ow…Ow…Ow…Ow,” Daddys whore cries out, “Oh, Daddy…please…It’s so big.”
I start to fuck in and out of the whore’s ass. Slowly at first but steadily fucking faster and deeper. Lisa tries to use her hands to limit my penetration by reaching back and pushing against me. I put a stop to that by grabbing her wrists and pinning them at her side. I use the dirty anal whore’s ass hard. My cock swelling huge and hard.
“Oh…oh…Daddy…oh please Daddy…oh…oh yes Daddy,” she cries and moans, “Oh yes, Daddy. Fuck me Daddy. Make me your anal whore. Ow…oh…ow…oh. Yes Daddy. Oh Yes, oh Yes, yes, YESSSSS,” Daddys whore cries out, “I’m coming, Daddy. Fill my ass, Daddy. Please.”
I slam balls deep and blow my load all the way up her ass. Impaled in the ass by my spurting cock, pinned down my dirty anal whore slut screams in pain and pleasure.
I collapse on top of her, catching my breath. We both lay there as we catch our breath joined at her ass by my cock. I stand up and Lisa slides off the bed to her knees. She looks like she is crying quietly while still experiencing some orgasmic trembling.
I reach out and stroke her hair. She looks up at me. Her nose is running, tears flow from her eyes and yet she gives me a slight smile. I pull her up to my cock. She looks at me, looks at my filthy cock fresh from her ass and opens her mouth to take me in. She sucks and licks it clean. Seems to take her time, relishing the opportunity.
I’m starting to get hard again. But I got other plans. I push her off my cock and put it away. Going to her pile of clothes, I retrieve her panties they are soaking wet. I extract a large size condom from my wallet and proceed to stuff it with the wet panties. The dumb whore watches me with a quizical look but says nothing. I shape the latex into a sausage shape. Lisa’s eyes widen as she begins to clue in. I pick up my belt.
“Get up on the chair, whore, with your ass in the air,” I demand.
She looks at the belt and cringes, “What are you going to do? I’m sorry. What did I do wrong?”
“Do as you’re told or you will get the belt, bitch,” I snap. She gets up and hurries to the chair. Kneeling over the back with her well fucked ass sticking up. Her ass bears two red stripes from previously being hit.
“Hands behind you,” I order her.
Daddys whore allow her wrists to be restrained with my belt. I caress her ass and pussy. Sticking two fingers in her ass work her hole. Lisa’s ass and cunt twitch with my finger motions. I pull my fingers out of her ass and offer the filthy whore my fingers to suck. Which she does with relish. Licking and sucking my fingers like she did my cock.
I take my fingers from her mouth and rub them over her butthole. Then I begin to stuff the filled condom up her ass. Good thing I assfucked her. I would have a really hard time doing this. But she takes it with minimal whining. Lisa squirms her ass and clutches her anus, trying to make it more comfortable. I haul her off the chair and put her on her knees. Taking her belt from her pants I fashion a collar and short leash. I lead her on her knees to a tiny closet.
“Get in,” I tell her.
The dumb cunt looks up at me with puppy eyes then submissively lowers them and shuffles forward on her knees. I close the door on her and go have a shower.
Showered and dressed, I return to the closet door.
“Out,” I command.
The submissive slut shuffles out on her knees backwards unable to turn in the small closet. I take back my belt freeing her wrists.
“Get up,” I order and pull her to her feet.
Daddys good little whore looks at her feet. I use the damp towel I used to dry off with and give her a good rubbing down. Cleaning her up a bit. My whore is really hot and it shows even through sloppy salivating facefuck and a good anal pounding. Like I said the wild hair kinda suits her. So does a collar and leash.
“Get dressed, slut. We’re going out,” I inform her.
Her blouse, jeans and boots go on in a matter of seconds. I like a low maintenance slut. We leave and walk across the parking lot to the strip joint.
It’s still early with few customers and fewer dancers. My slut blows away the one on stage and I tell my slut so. Lisa smiles and blushes. We get a booth and a waitress comes by for our order. Burgers for both, light beer for me and rye and ginger plus tequila shot for Daddys whore is ordered. She keeps squirming. I look at her.
“It’s my anal stuffing, sir, I have to work to keep it in,” she admits.
“Ah,” I nonchalantly reply and return my attention to my burger. Daddys whore has an appetite and wolfs down her food. I like a girl with strong appetites. Her drinks disappear as fast, so I reorder a round for her. They go down just as fast.
About the time we finish eating the bar starts to get busy. More dancers are working the tables and two are on stages. Lisa still trumps them. The DJ comes over and leans to whisper in Lisa’s ear. I stare him down. The little slut giggles and blushes. She looks at me with the puppy eyes. The DJ sees my look.
Holding up his hands he says, “Sorry, man. No offence meant. It’s just that she’s the hottest girl in here and I was asking her if she would like to freelance.”
“Oh, please, Daddy. Can I? Please?” Daddys whore pleads, her eyes and mouth smiling and bright.
I think about it. “How much money we talking?” I ask.
“20 bucks a VIP dance, 10 for a table dance and 150 for a three song stage set. We also got amateur night with cash prizes for the wet t-shirt contest,” replies the DJ, “Wet t-shirt contest is 500 dollars.”
“Really, that much, eh?” I say impressed. “You got a short skirt for her to wear?” I ask.
Squealing with delight babygirl hugs me.
She whispers in my ear, “Thank you, Daddy. I want you to watch me Daddy as I whore myself. I want to feel your eyes on me as I cock tease and strip for the men in here. Thank you for making me Daddys whore.”
She follows the DJ to the dancer’s dressing room emerging again 10 minutes later wearing a mini plaid skirt, bright red lipstick and her hair put in pigtails. One of the best slutty schoolgirls I have ever seen. Lisa struts over to me and turns about.
“Do you like, Daddy? Can I private dance for you, please.” she asks.
“You may,” I reply and stand up taking my beer with me.
Lisa struts in front as she leads me to the VIP lounge. We take a booth in a dark corner. I get comfortable and sip at my beer as Lisa begins to strip dance for me.
The whore gyrates to the music, running her hands from her thighs to her tits. She turns and sticks out her ass.
“Spank me, Daddy. Give your whore a hard smack on her whore ass. Please,” she asks.
I give her ass cheek a good hard smack. She flinches.
“Again, Daddy. Please,” she asks in a babygirl voice.
I give the other cheek an even harder smack.
She twitches and exclaims, “Oh, yes Daddy. Thank you Daddy.”
She spins about rips open her blouse. Buttons fly everywhere as her tits stand free for my eyes. Lisa twerks and displays herself in time with the music. The blouse is discarded and very slowly and sexy Lisa pulls down her miniskirt and steps out of it. Straddling my lap the slut rubs her cunt and tits against my clothed body.
Lisa whispers in my ear, “Touch me Daddy. I want to feel your hands all over me.”
I grab her ass and pull her cunt down hard on my crotch. I give each of her cheeks another hard smack.
“Thank you Daddy,” whines Daddys whore.
My hands roam over her body moving to her tits which I squeeze hard and even harder pinch Lisa’s nipples. Daddys whore winces and moans. Her hands move to our groins. The naked slut rubs my hard cock through my jeans and spreads her pussy lips apart.
“Touch me Daddy. Put your fingers in me,” Lisa begs.
I slip two fingers in her wet pussy. She moans and grabs my hand. Holding it she fucks herself on my fingers.
Leaning against me Lisa moans in my ear, “I’m a whore…I’m a whore…I’m…oh.”
And cums on my fingers, pushing down on my hand, her cunt quivering. Raising up to let my fingers out of her pussy, Lisa slides down and takes my fingers in her mouth sucking and licking them. Her long blonde hair hides her actions as she reaches in my pants and straightens up my erection so it protrudes above my beltline. She licks, kisses, sucks and caresses a load of cum from my cock. Eagerly she licks my cum from my belly and cock. Lisa looks up at me with her mouth wet and shining.
“I’m such a slut and a whore. Thank you for letting me be your whore, Daddy,” she says.
“And what a good whore you are. Now why don’t you go earn some money,” I tell her.
“Oh yes Daddy I will. Thank you,” she replies.
Standing up she puts her skirt and blouse back on, tying the blouse beneath her breasts. I go back to my table and watch as Lisa does a circuit of the bar letting everyone in the bar see her. And she gets noticed. I can see groups of guys and individuals looking at her.
A table of three young guys get her attention and she sits with them for a few minutes as they buy her a drink. The slut laughs with the boys then accompanies one to the VIP room. He gets three songs with then each in turn his buddies get a couple dances each. This is followed by giving a table of eight numerous table dances. No one says no to a dance. Lacking pockets or a purse, Lisa comes by periodically and deposits her earnings off with me.
The DJ gets her attention and Lisa takes her turn on stage. She’s a good dancer. Many strippers pace themselves for a full night. Lisa puts her all in to her strip dance. The first dance brings out her firm tits and big nipples. She discards the skirt for the second. The pole is her lover apparently. For the third a blanket under her allows the naked slut to writhe and display herself to the perverts in sniffers row. She spreads her legs wide to the whole bar, her cunt glistens in the stage lights.
A customer lays on the stage with a bill in his mouth. Lisa crawls over to him and straddles his face. She leans forward and rubs her face against his jeans. Moving to his head she pushes her tits together and takes the offered bill out of his mouth. It’s like a water main broke. Guys are laying all over the stage with bills in their mouths.
Its seven songs by the time she can stand up. She gathers up her clothes and piles of bills, blows kisses to her admirers and comes to my table. She dresses and snuggles up against me. I straighten out the crumpled bills.
Lisa watches and looks up at me.
“Am I good whore, Daddy? Please tell me I’m a good whore,” she begs.
“You are a good whore, babygirl. You’re a real whore and a total slut,” I tell her.
Lisa gasps and moans. She holds on to me tight as she cums from exposing herself to strangers’ eyes and touch and being called a whore and a slut.
“Do you want to know what I like most about this evening?” the slut asks.
Looking me in the eyes she says, “That all the while I am entertaining strange men, my ass is packed and stuffed. I keep having to put a finger in my ass and push it back in further. It makes me feel so dirty and subbie.”
The DJ waves and holds up a white t-shirt and a beer pitcher of ice water. Lisa squirms and giggles.
“Back to work, Daddy!” she says.
The giggling slut gives me a kiss and goes to the girls change room, coming out in a lineup of girls all in damp t-shirts and nothing else. Needless to say Daddys whore wins. Being a total VIP slut didn’t hurt her chances any. Great tits but I think she got the prize for being the biggest slut in the bar. You have to love amateur whores who do it solely for the pleasure of being a whore and a slut.
Lisa spends the rest of the clubs open hours in and out of the VIP room. I get a few dances from a few of the other dancers there. Daddys whore really works it in the VIP. I watch her as she dances, caresses and rides men’s laps. Her ass is markedly red from being spanked. And yes, every now and then she reaches between her cheeks a sticks a finger in her own ass.
Lisa spends the rest of the night more in than out of the VIP lounge. I’m having a drink and a talk with the DJ and a couple of the owners when Lisa finishes her last dance. She’s wearing her boots and white t-shirt, still damp. She sits beside me and hands me the money she earned.
“Thank you, Daddy! That was so much fun! I came six times on some strangers lap,” she whispers in my ear, giving a mischievous look at the guys at the table as she does.
The other guys need to close up so they leave us. Lisa regales me with stories of masturbating on men’s laps, how she actually dripped in the mouths of some of the men on stage and came when they doused her with cold ice water for the wet t-shirt contest. The slut also happens to be quite drunk.
The staff and dancers leave and the place is locked up. Three of the owners come to the table. In this country most strip clubs seem to be owned by guys in black leather jackets with long hair and beards. One carries a hockey bag and another a case of Jameson’s. Um Jameson’s! I’d do anything for Jameson’s Irish Whiskey. I laugh. Well, Lisa is going to do anything!
The empty handed biker says, “Here you go, Rom. As agreed.”
“Cool,” I say, “and as agreed…” I turn to Lisa. “Don’t be such a slut. Put your panties back on,” I tell her.
Lisa blushes from head to toe.
“Yes, Daddy,” she shyly replies.
Standing up Lisa bends over and presents her ass to the bikers. She bites her bottom lip and starts to push her panties out of her ass. The mouths of the bikers drop open and their eyes bulge.
“Oh, dude! Sick! Holy!” come the exclamations from the stunned men. “Where did you find her?” I’m asked.
“A gift from the old gods, I think!” I answer.
Lisa reaches behind her and pulls the stuffed condom out of her ass. A nick with a sharp fingernail and the condom splits and opens, spilling her panties in to her hands. Giving everyone there a view she pulls on her panties slowly with a wiggle. Lisa stands in front of everyone with her head down and hands in front of her, waiting. She actually smiles a bit as three more guys walk in.
“If you’re hoping I’m going to give you to these guys for the night.” I say to Daddys whore.
Lisa holds her breath.
“Then you’re in luck,” I tell her.
Lisa smiles brightly from under her tousled hair. She looks up at me and silently mouths “Thank You Daddy.” Very pretty when she smiles. Very pretty.
“The big guy there,” I indicate a huge ogre of a biker, “Is off to prison on Monday morning. He is going away for a long time and he will need something to think about over the years. You are going to be that memory for him. And all his bros too.”
Lisa can’t contain herself and jumps me.
“Thank you, Thank you, Thank you,” she purrs in my ear.
The slut moves to the big guy and looks up at him.
“Hi, my name is Lisa and I am your whore!” she happily tells him.
She takes off her t-shirt and panties in front of everyone. Lisa takes the big guy by the hand and leads him to the VIP lounge. This guy is 6’5″ 275lbs. She pushes him down hard on to a couch. Gyrating and dancing before him Lisa exposes every part of herself, offering herself. She lays full length on him and moves her body up and down him, her hands roaming over his body.
Sliding to her knees she undoes his pants and pulls out his cock. It disappears in to her mouth. She reaches out and takes his hands and puts them on her head. The big biker pulls up on her hair. Lisa sucks as she is pulled by the hair. Her tongue paints the head of his cock in spit before the hands on her head push her down again. The cocksucking whore opens her mouth wide and sticks out her tongue. She takes his cock deep in her mouth and manages to lick his balls. The big guy pulls her up hard and pushes down just as hard. Repeatedly Lisa’s mouth is forced up and down on the cock. She is salivating heavily and gasping for breath but actually puts her hands behind her back.
Her head is pulled completely of the cock. Lisa gasps to catch her breath. The biker smears her face with his dripping cock, slapping it against her face. She looks him square in the eye, her mouth open wide with her tongue stuck out. Taking her by the back of her head he shoves his cock back in her mouth. He pins her head to his groin. Lisa keeps her mouth open wide and struggles to breathe. She makes gargling noises as she drools and gasps. Pulled off the cock again, Lisa gasps and drools.
The biker pulls the drooling slut up on to his lap by the hair. Lisa straddles his lap and lowers her hips still held with two hands by the hair. She takes her hands from behind her back and guides his cock in to her cunt. Her head is held viciously but she doesn’t mind. With her head held down she is forced to watch herself fuck the biker’s cock. Lisa squeezes her tits and pulls on her nipples as she fucks him.
Suddenly she comes hard. Her wet cunt becomes even wetter dribbling cunt juice down the cock. She squats hard on his cock, trembling and squirming. The biker releases her hair and takes Lisa by the throat. Lisa pushes against his hand choking herself still in the throes of an orgasm.
Calming down she takes the hand from her throat and starts to suck and lick them sloppily the hard cock still in her cunt. Leaning forward she takes the bikers hand and guides it to her asshole. Lisa pushes her ass down as she pushes the biker’s fingers in her ass. With four fingers in her ass, she begins to fuck his cock again. The anal slut moans as she fucks his cock, her ass stretched by his large fingers. Pulling his fingers from her ass she takes them in her mouth, licking and sucking them.
Standing up, she lets the cock fall against his belly. Turning around and standing between his legs, Lisa lowers her ass down. Reaching between her legs she holds the cock upright and guides it to her asshole. Slowly but steadily the slut impales her ass on biker cock. Leaning back against the biker she fucks him with her ass.
The guy reaches around and squeezes Lisa tits hard. She replies by touching her cunt and sliding her ass up and down on his cock faster. He reaches down under her legs and pulls them up and apart. Moving his hips the nasty biker fucks Lisa ass. She rides it like a bobble head doll. Her mouth open in a silent scream as she takes a hard ass fuck.
“Oh yes! Fuck my ass! Fuck it hard!” she cries out. “Make me your bitch!” she begs.
The slut jams her cunt with her fingers and takes herself by the throat. Moaning and panting, she begs for it and thanks the big biker for his cock. Under her the guy moans and starts to slam her hard. Putting two hands under her ass cheeks to hold her up he jackhammers her ass. He jams his cock to the hilt in Lisa’s ass. Lisa screams and comes again her ass impaled on the cock. Her cunt juice runs out her pussy and runs down his cock and balls. The biker comes and pumps a big load of cum in the whore’s ass. Lisa works her ass muscles milking his cock. Rising up, she turns around. Bending over at the waist she sucks his cock clean and puts it away.
“Thank you for being my first tonight, sir. I hope you will use me again many more times tonight. The thought of you masturbating in prison thinking of me is so, so hot. I will play with myself sometimes and think of you,” the slut tells the first of many cocks.
“You’re a filthy bitch!” says the biker admiringly.
“Thank you, sir. I try to be.” Lisa says in a babygirl voice.
She sprawls on the couch next to him and plays with her pussy. The biker drinks his beer watching her. Looking at his beer bottle, he drains it. Then he reaches down and places it against Lisa’s cunt. She smiles and spreads her lips apart. He pushes the bottle in to her cunt. Lisa moans with the debauchery of the whole scene.
“Oh, yes sir. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” she begs for more.
The biker violates her cunt with the bottle as the slut moans and bucks her hips against the bottle. Taking one of his hands she puts it to her throat.
“Choke me, do it hard,” she pleads.
He grips her throat hard and brutally fucks her with the bottle. Lisa turns red, then goes purple. The abused whore comes yet again. Spreading her legs wide she gasps and chokes. Her eyes roll back in to her head showing only whites. Her throat is released and Lisa inhales hard and collapses. The bottle is taken out of her cunt. She hardly realizes it and just lays there, her mouth agape drooling. Her cunt drips and some cum leaks from her bum.
Used, violated and wasted Lisa slips from the couch to the floor. She rubs her throat and touches her cunt. Lisa is kneeling on the floor with her head on the seat when the five other guys walk in to the lounge. Lisa looks up at them through her hair…..and smiles weakly.
Four of them grab an arm or leg and carry the slut out to the main bar area. The four hold her down on a pool table with a large towel on it as the fifth pulls out his cock, gets on the table between Lisa’s legs and starts to fuck her hard.
Right from the start he just uses her for his own pleasure. Holding himself up by placing his hand against Lisa head and turning her face aside hard he fucks her. The other hand gropes and slaps her tits. The four guys holding her down stretch her out tight.
Ten minutes of being used has Lisa moaning and mewling when the second biker comes in her cunt. He shoots his first spurt deep in the slut’s cunt. Then pulls out to finish on her belly and tits. He crawls up the table and places his cock against Lisa’s mouth. Lisa obediently opens her mouth and takes him in. Sucking and licking she cleans his cock of all his cum.
He swings aside and takes an arm as that biker takes his position between Lisa’s legs. These guys don’t seem concerned with sloppy seconds or thirds as each guy takes his turn using Lisa as his bros hold her down. They release her as the last guy blows his load inside her and climbs off her. Cum runs from her hard fucked cunt. Lisa lays there still spread eagled.
A beer break is called for. The bikers and me shoot some pool and watch some TV. Slowly Lisa comes back to the world. She curls up using the large towel as a blanket. Her eyes follow guys moving about the bar. We all have a couple of drinks and something to smoke. Eventually eyes start turning to Lisa again. She bites her lip and shivers as all eyes turn toward her. Without any discussion the six bikers and I approach Lisa laying on the pool table. I look at her and turn to the club leader.
“Punk her?” I ask.
“Sounds fucking great, man!” he replies.
I grab one of Lisa’s ankles and drag her off the table. Roughly I bend her over the table. Two guys hold her arms. I take out my cock and grab a handful of Lisa’s hair.
“We’re going to do you like a prison punk,” I inform her. “What do you say to that, whore?” I ask her.
Weakly Lisa replies “Anything, Daddy. Anything you want. I’m just a fucking whore. Do what you all want with me…please!”
So we do. I go first and sodomize her hard, blowing my load inside her ass. As another guy steps up to fuck her in the ass, Lisa becomes more vocal. Her moans turns to mewling noises which progress to cries and then to screams of pain as she is ass fucked by seven guys. The last guy dumps his load up Lisa’s ass and steps aside. The two holding her let go. Lisa crumples to the floor. Cum leaks from her twitching ass. We all use the towel to clean our cocks off. Then go have another beer. We leave Lisa passed out, cum covered, cum leaking and gangbanged on the floor.
I leave long enough to get my car and bring it from the motel to behind the bar. I load the hockey bag and case of whiskey in the back trunk. Coming back in, I make my goodbyes to the guys in the bar. Then I go pick up Lisa. I wrap her in the large towel. One of the guys hands me her jeans, panties and t-shirt. I put Lisa in the backseat of my car. She is totally comatose.
Driving down to the Falls walkway, where we first met, I pull in to the same parking lot. Opening the door I pick Lisa up off the backseat and carry her to a park bench. I place her clothes under her head for a pillow and cover her with the towel. Her panties I put in her partially open mouth, leaving them half hanging out. I use my phone to get a pic and leave her there.
A few hours later, Lisa opens her eyes to find a crowd standing around her.
A women leans close and asks “Are you all right, sweetie?”
Lisa blinks in the sunlight and looks around her lost. She looks down at herself and turns crimson all over. She finds herself butt naked except for her boots on a park bench. Bruises on her limbs and throat. Dried cum covering her. Her cunt aches and the pain in her ass causes her to wince as she sits up. The woman asks her again how she is. Lisa blinks at her.
“It’s ok, sweetie. An ambulance and the police are on the way,” the lady says.
Police, this gets through to Lisa.
“No, I’m fine. I don’t need an ambulance. I just had too much to drink. I’m fine. Honest,” she explains.
Seeing her clothes she pulls on her jeans and the t-shirt. Seeing her panties on the ground she pockets them. Unsteadily she gets to her feet. Swaying she gets her bearings. Most of the crowd has phones out taking pics and vids. Recognizing where she is. Lisa turns and walks briskly in to the crowd, losing herself amongst the tourist.