First Time Hooker

Fbailey story number 374


First Time Hooker


As I came to a stop near that almost deserted corner and rolled down my passenger side window the girl approached me. Something about her gave me the idea that under all of that makeup that she was quite stunning. Her shorts were very short and they were very tight as well. She had on a skimpy bikini top that just barely contained her nipples. Her heels were so high that they looked like stilts.

She leaned into my car window allowing her big breasts to droop down just inside my car. I was treated to one hell of a set of tits. They swelled nicely with every breath that she took.

We negotiated what I considered to be a pretty high price for vaginal sex with full nudity, a one-hour deadline, and in my hotel room. However her looks, her attitude, and her innocence seemed to be worth it. I had a feeling that she did not have very many miles on her.

As I drove to the hotel she told me that her name was Angelique. I laughed and said that I liked her hooker name. She then told me that it was not a hooker name, that it was her name. Oh.

I stole a few glances over at Angelique at stoplights. Those shorts were right up into her crotch and looked uncomfortable. That bikini top did very little to conceal her nipples but apparently it was adequate, her areolas were another story though because most of them were exposed. They were very pale pink in color, quite small in diameter, and beautifully crinkled with excitement.

I could have parked in the underground parking garage and slipped her up to my room unnoticed but where would be the fun in that. Instead I parked on the street and walked her about a half a block to my hotel. Then I walked her right into the lobby and over to the elevators. I was proud to be seen with her, she seemed uneasy and out of sorts though, and as for the other people in the lobby they just stared at her. In the elevator Angelique breathed a sigh of relief and then told me that she had felt out of place in a nice hotel like that wearing her skimpy outfit. It had made her feel naked.

We had an uneventful ride up to the fifteenth floor, the elevator doors opened, and we stepped out. No one was lurking around. I slipped my plastic room card in the door lock, the light turned green, and I opened the door allowing Angelique to enter.