Erotic Story from a Client!!

This was written by a client, this is his fantasy of my trip to London.  For those who know me, I do not smoke nor do I do anal.. so have fun with this, and I thank and encourage anyone who would like to write a story to please do so..We know I LOVE THEM!!!

Charlotte has been in London for a few days and was looking to have a little fun. She was in the land of Kings so maybe her Prince Charming was waiting for her. All she had to do was find him. Even hookers can have a little fantasy, she thought. 

She was rocking her new sexy curvy body around Piccadilly Circus and had noticed more than a few gents had noticed the red headed beauty wondering around. The locals were complaining about it being cold, but it was a lot warmer than back in Pittsburgh. She guessed it was about 45 degrees in London. It was 28 back on Mt. Washington!

So what to do? She was looking at two souvenir leis that she kept from an old meet and greet. She kept them because the party was so much fun. M&G’s are avenues to call attention to yourself in a fun kind of way and see what happens. So she decided to call a little attention to herself. 

She had it and decided to flaunt it. So she pulled out her black leather leggings, her stiletto heels, and her favorite low cut glowing white silk shirt. Showing the goodies was something that she knew how to do, but this was not professional, it was personal. She wanted a good hard fuck and she knew how to go and get it.

She stepped off the elevator at about 7PM in 4-inch heels, painted on leather pants, a white shirt that revealed just enough of the wonderful buxom cleavage to imagine those candy drop nipples and an objective to get laid. 

Although she did not smoke and did not like the smell, the number of requests she received to smoke during her dates intrigued her. Almost always the same – long, all white cigarettes. She had a lover once that had a complete oral fixation. 

He admitted to her that anytime he saw a woman smoking he was fantasizing that she was sucking on a cock- preferably his. Charlotte sighed and thought for something that is so forbidden, it sure seems to be intertwined with sex. 

Perhaps that is the intrigue – like sex, to many people it is “dirty.” She recalled that on many of her public outings her date’s attention would always gaze over at the woman smoking while having a drink at the bar. 

She had a cigar request one time but that is a completely different story.
She stopped by the hotel gift shop, picked up a pack of Vogue Super Slim Menthols, and stepped into the hotel bar. 

If it caused the fellows in the bar to get an erection – she was all for it. It was obvious to the bar patrons that Ms. Charlotte was not planning on going home alone. Her outfit was a little too sexy, her hair was a little too big, her makeup was a little too heavy, and her perfume was a little too full.

She walked over to the bar sat down, pulled out one of those long, all white cigarettes and lit it. The entire bar was silent and every eye was on her. The bar tender was speechless, so she just said bring me a glass of Dom Perignon. 

She was sitting there holding the cigarette that now had a slight ring of lipstick on the end of the filter in her perfectly manicured hands. The bright red nails were almost an exact match to the lipstick traces on the cigarette. 

When the bartender returns with her campaign she asked for an ash tray. The bartender clumsily looked around, shuffled a bit, gave her an ash tray and almost whispered. You are not supposed to smoke in here. It is a violation.

About that time a man in a sports coat and tie showed up, showed her a badge, and said you have to put out that cigarette and come with me. “Why? What am I doing?” He was forceful – “Don’t make a scene – smoking is not allowed” and he looked toward the door she had just walked through and saw three London police officers. “Shit” Charlotte mumbled under her breath. These fucking Brits are so repressed – this wouldn’t even happen in Pittsburgh.

She walked out with the hotel security guard and up to the waiting bobbies. Then she noticed one of the cops hand the security guy some rolled up money. “What the fuck?” 

“Madam” he said “and I use that word intentionally - my name is John. I am the lead officer on this investigation and you are being detained for suspicion. “ Charlotte, now indignant; for crying out loud – suspicion? 

Suspicion of what – she is thinking to herself. Smoking – hell I don’t even smoke – that was a game. For the first time she decided to get fucked without any money exchanging hands and this happens. “Madam – we have to search your room. Please place your hands behind your back.“

When she did, the cop placed her hands in handcuffs and Charlotte’s nipples immediately hardened and begin showing through her silk shirt. All three cops smirked and smiled.

They rode up the elevator in silence with each of the 3 bobbies glued on Charlotte nipples and curved ass. They went into her room and the lead cop said have a seat on the bed and he pushed her down.

What happened next let her know this was not a normal investigation and that the likelihood she was going to get fucked was very high. But she was a little pissed that it looked like she had been pimped out by the security guard. What a fucker – he’ll hate he missed out on this. Ms Charlotte decided to give it all she could.

John reached down and ran is hand up the side of Charlotte’s skin tight leggings, up her side and took as much of her breast into his hand as possible. “You like that?” Charlotte asked. “Yea, I sort of do.” He said as he spun her around and hung her head off the side of the bed.

Her hands were still bound behind her so she was completely at his mercy. He reached down, unbuckled his utility belt and pants as they dropped to the floor. He slid off his underwear and exposed a hard throbbing cock. 

Not too big – no she had experienced her share of having organs moved around inside of her – but not too small. The too small was always the funniest. Anyway – John grabbed her red hair and pulled her head and open mouth over to his crotch and made sure his cock went deep into her throat.

Everybody wants a blowjob. 

Doesn’t anybody fuck any more Charlotte thought? About that time, John’s partner Mic put his hand on Charlotte’s crotch and began rubbing her pussy through her pants. Mic said “you might be sucking John’s cock but I have to get into that pussy.” Charlotte could feel her pussy getting moist. 

Mic pulled off Charlotte’s stilettos and slide her pants down exposing her crotchless stockings. “Hey guys” Mic said. “It looks like this bitch was expecting this.” John and Mic laughed. The third cop, Randy said “fuck – what’s in this for me?” 

About that time Charlotte, turned her head to see Mic’s cock. It was a strange looking appendage. Very long and very thin. “Ha” Charlotte thought “another pencil dick.” It was about the same size as here anal bead vibrator – but fortunately without the bead shapes. 

About that time Mic leaned over and licked Charlotte’s clit, and then took he clit in his mouth and gently sucked on it. Charlotte let out a genuine moan, had an unintentional orgasm, and felt her body tense, and then release. I think this bitch just came Mic said. She must be enjoyed this. 

Mic took great pleasure in sliding his skinny dick into Charlotte’s wet welcoming pussy. He described each inch of the journey. Oh fuck, this is so wet, of fuck, this is so warm, oh shit, I am getting deep. He was staring at Charlotte’s face with John’s dick in her month and watching her titties move with each thrust of his dick into her. 

She was beginning to move and suddenly reached up with her legs and wrapped them around Mic, pulling him closer to her.

John said I think we should take off the cuffs. What do you think? And with that he leaned over her tits, reached under her and flipped the latch on one of the cuffs. Charlotte stretched out her arms and pulled John closer to her mouth and taking is cock deeper into her throat. 

She reached over the third cop, Randy, who up until know had been only watching, dropped his pants as only one that had done that a hundred times could do, reaching into his underwear and took hold of his cock. It was not hard, yet. How could that be? Not hard?

 Here was this hot woman on a bed having sex with two guys and obviously ready for a third and he was not even a little erect? Then she noticed. Oh my. I’ve only seen this once before. Randy’s little fellow was, well, little. It was erect – it just wasn’t too far out. 

So how could she satisfy all three? John and Mic were clearly well on their way in her mouth and pussy. There was no way Randy would ever make it into her only remaining hole. Charlotte thought quickly, put together a fuck-suck plan and began to execute. 

“Oh Mic, your cock is so hot and wet and slippery – give it to me in my ass.” Charlotte pussy was (surprisingly) so tight and so wet and Mic’s pull out of her pussy was so fast it actually – popped.

Everyone, even Charlotte with a mouth full of hard dick, laughed. As soon as her pussy was free she turned over on all fours and said – “give it to me Mic – take me in my Ass.” Mic was more than happy to oblige. “How does it feel Mic?” “Oh Charlotte – it is tighter than your pussy – I can feel the walls of your ass wrapping around my cock. 

Pulling me in, farther and farther.” About this time, with John and Randy watching, Mic reached around and grabbed Charlotte’s tit. “Oh Mic, I have to get that cock deep in my ass.” And with that she pushed up with her arms, wrapped her right leg around Mic’s legs and turned him around on the bed. 

He fell back – coming out of Charlotte. She eased back on him, grabbed his cock and slid it back into her ass. She lowered herself all the way down on his cock, tightened her anal sphincter and said “Mic – up to now you were fucking me in my ass – not I am fucking YOU with my ass. What do you think?” All he could say is “I hope I don’t come right away…”

Charlotte lay back on Mic’s chest, angled her body to the right and said “John – come over here an fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want to feel that throbbing cock deep in my pussy – but come over here first and put it in my mouth. I want it to be good and wet when it goes in!”

He walked over to Charlotte’s head which was now hanging off the bed. She grabbed his cock, which was a little dry by now, and took it in your mouth. John could feel her tongue caressing his cock in her mouth. Then he felt the head of his cock go down into Charlotte’s throat. Oh my – now he was worrying about coming right away. She grabbed his balls and pulled them away and John came out of her mouth. 

“OK – go fuck me in my pussy.”

“Randy – you're my airtight man. It’s up to you to fill my last hole. Come over here an give my your cock in my mouth.” Randy was there in an instant. Charlotte wrapped her arms around his body and he put his dick in Charlotte’s mouth. 

It was small enough that Charlotte could give him something rare. She was caressing his cock with her tongue. Randy was getting into it do intently that his dick actually got a little larger.

 Charlotte, opened mouth and took his balls in her mouth at the same time as she was sucking his dick. “Oh my God” came out of Randy. Charlotte thought – just wait. 

This guy is such a momma’s boy I will make him come right now. With that she ran her tongue down Randy’s cock and balls. She stroked the base of his balls with her tongue and then, with her tongue, reaches up and started very slowly licking Randy’s asshole. 

His legs started shaking. And when Charlotte stuck her tongue into Randy’s ass – he immediately came. For such a little dick – he sure did make a lot of come. 

And the taste…. The taste was unlike anything she had ever encountered – and for Charlotte that covered a lot of territory. It was salty. All come is salty; some more than others, but it is all salty.

But Randy’s was almost sweet, in addition to being salty. She had had people try that pineapple thing before, but it never, ever really had much affect. But this, this was sweet.

Randy’s dick was so sensitive he had to come out of Charlotte’s mouth. When she looked at John, who was pounding her pussy, the sight of come at the corner of her mouth caused him to blow his wad. Now, only Mic was left. She sat up on Mic, again grabbing his cock with her sphincter and rolled off him. She got on all fours and said “come on Mic – fuck me hard. Mic went back into her pussy and pounded it until he came.

He stepped back and Charlotte rolled over onto the bed, her legs spread like she could go for another round, her nipples standing proud from the excitement and her hair with that just been fucked look…. she finally said “did you boys find what you were looking for?”

“Yes we did” said John, “yes we did. There will be no charges, but we’ll have to take these two souvenir leis as evidence that you are a tourist. Have a good evening.” And with that he left. Charlotte, put her clothes back on and went to the bar at the neighboring hotel.

She left her Vogue Menthol's in her room. 

This time she actually wanted a drink.