CAW#11 - Cold Winters Day

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CAW#11 - Cold Winters Day

It was a cold winter’s night, in late autumn. The fog had set in; just before midnight and gradually blanketed the streets. The air was full of mist and visibility was becoming difficult, as I walked the City streets.

My pimp forced to work the streets tonight. I was hoping for profitable night; to keep him and his henchmen, away from me and my family.

My name is Louise and I am a single 21 year old mother, and also a prostitute. I have a three year old daughter, Misty (Melissa). She was being looked after by a close friend.

My slender framed body was feeling, every icy cold whiff of air, tonight. I stand 5-foot 7-inches and weigh 103-pounds; and I wasn’t dressed appropriately for the elements tonight. I was more worried about earning money, then dressing up properly. When I set of on my evening route, at 8:00pm, it wasn’t as cold. It was just past midnight, and it wasn’t the case now.

The only protection from the elements I was wearing were my fish-net stockings, black latex mini-skirt, black tank singlet, red and black lace corset and my black knee length boots. I wore no bra or knickers but a garter belt. Luckily, I also wore my fake mink-fur jacket, or I would have frozen to death. I shivered as I walked clutching my fur jacket, as goose bumps formed, on my thighs and chest, from the cold air.

I tried not to stand in one spot too long, or the chill would start biting into my already chilly skin.

Deciding it was a bit too foggy and cold, to be out near the park area, so I walked towards the food district.

The booming sounds of a nearby night club could be heard.
I stood not far from an alley that led to the rear of some restaurants. There were trash cans, dumpsters and wild rodents, near where I stood. I lit up a cigarette and just watched, as people were leaving for taxis or their cars.

I while I puffed on my smoke, that most of the restaurants was either closing or closed, for the night.

As I was taking the last few puff of cigarette, a man noticed my image from a distance. He now was strolling toward me.

The closer he got the more I stared. He was bald and his head was shaved, and he wore a black trench coat. He wore noisy boots. I could hear every single step he made, as he approached me.

I took a deep breath and tossed my cigarette, as was now just barely a few feet from me.

“Hey honey, dam you’re a stunner,” He said, with his hands in his pockets.

“Why, thank you, and what brings you here at this time of night,” I asked.

“Oh, I don’t know, I just finished a business meeting and then dinner,” He answered.

“Are you looking for desert,” I asked, and lifted a leg up and rested it on top of a trash can.
“Oh depends, what are you offering,” He said, staring at my leg.

“Hmmm, let’s see, $50 for a mouth full, $100 for sex, $200 for the works,” I said.

He ruffled around in his pockets, and smirked at me. I was handed a hundred dollars in screwed up bills. I nodded and placed the money inside my bum-bag.

He led me further into the alley away from the lights and prying eyes. We found a secluded spot and he kissed my neck. I lean myself against a cold, moist brick wall.

I wriggled and murmur, as he kisses and bites my neck. He then squeezed my breasts and yanks down the top of corset. My breasts now feel the cold winter’s air. Goosebumps develop on my skin, from the chill.

He now stops kissing my neck and begins to bite and suck on my nipples. While roughly squeezing and twisting them.

His focus was on my left breast and every now and then, he would kiss my neck again. I was so into this, my eyes were flicking and I let out slow moans.

As he went to kiss my mouth, I stopped him with a free hand. I touched his bulging trousers and slowly unzipped his fly. Then I pulled his cock out from his underwear, and began to stroke it.
He kissed my neck as I stroked his cock, until it was hard and glistening with pre-cum.

He stopped kissing me and watched me play with his cock. I looked into his eyes and spat a glob of saliva on his cock. I stroked my saliva and his pre-cum, over his hard cock.

He caressed my breasts as I stroked his cock. My mouth was a gape and my eyes flickered, like I was on some party drug.

It was then I pushed him off of me and into the opposite wall. I had my hand on his throat and another on his cock. He stared at me, puzzled at first.

He relaxed once I lowered myself and squatted down. I think he knew what I was up too.
I opened my mouth and placed his cock inside my mouth. “Mmmh, mmmh,” I went about my business of sucking him.

He caressed my hair. It inspired me even more to suck slowly then a little faster.

I would suck hard around the head then swallow deep, before sucking on the head again. He would pull out and slap my tongue with his cock, before inserting it back inside.

Slowly I deep throated him. He moaned. I squealed a little as I gagged for air and saliva oozed out of my mouth.
While I gasped and caught my breath, I stroked his cock.
I stroke it, suck and lick the head, and then swallow it. This was repeated over and over, for about five minutes.

All the time, looking to see if no one was watching or approaching; each time I gasped for air.

He lifted me up and made me face the wall. My skirt was unbuttoned and unzipped and it dropped to the ground. Then my knickers were pulled down and off.

Squeezing and then spreading my butt cheeks, while I face the wall. He went about, squeezing my ass cheeks, before licking my asshole. I liked his tongue, prying into my asshole.

He then forced me hard against the cold misty bricks and eased his cock into my wet and willing pussy.

“Condom,” I nervously, pleaded. “Shut up bitch, I have a condom,” He growled.

I looked over my shoulder and cupped my bare breasts from the chill of the night. I let out several faint cries; as he went about slowly fucking me, to moderately fucking me.

My cries became gasps as my heightened excitement exceeded my early expectations. I was in torrents and the feeling made me stagger and stumble to my knees. “Ooh god, ooh, ooh,” I moaned.
He picked me up, and forced back into the wall. He teased my pussy, with his cock before slowly inserting it into my ass. I froze at first, as he didn’t pay me any money for this.
“That wasn’t part of,” I tried to say. “Shut it bitch, I paid you for me to get off,” He grumbled at me.
Deep down I didn’t mind, but I didn’t want him to that I loved anal.

The cries of joy I was muttering, would have given me away though.
“Ooh yeah, ooh, ooh mmmh, ooh,” I cried and moaned. I couldn’t help it.

“Oh bitch, you were so tight, now you’re just right for the humping,” He talked down to me.
I hated him referring to me a bitch, with his tone of voice. But my cries made it seem like I like being called one.

When he stopped my ass pillaging, he took his condom off and made me get back on my knees again. I sucked and stroked his cock, until he was about to cum.

While he was moaning with his eyes shut and about to cum, I reached into my purse. When he grunted and squirt his cum on my face; I pulled out my flick knife and hacked open his balls.

“Bitch,” He yelled at me, and slapped my face.
He reacted on instinct and reached for his bleeding balls. That’s when I saw the opening I needed.
I sprung up off the ground and sliced his throat. Blood sprayed and squirted from the gash in his jugular.
I watched as I always watched my victim’s life slowly fade. Then while he took his last gasps of air, I rifled through his pockets and helped myself to his money.

I used my knickers to cleaned myself of cum and blood splatter. Then I pulled up my corset to cover my breasts and collected my belongings.
I looked back at the corpse of my victim and then left the tight crevasse in the alley.

I lit up a cigarette and walked further down the alley; away from crime scene. Wearing no skirt, no knickers and only my corset, garter and heels.

Ever since my uncle and his friends raped me as a child, this had been my outlet or vendetta, against the male species. If they treated me kindly, they lived to fuck another day. If they used my uncle’s favorite "B" word in “bitch”, well they didn’t. Tonight’s victim was number five.

Clip clop clip clop, was the sound of my feet as I walked into darkness.
Then booming sounds of the night club could still be heard. I leaned against the moist bricks of a building and finished my cigarette.

When a young who had been clubbing saw me, and my exposed pussy; walked up to me.

“Hey, looking to party,” He said.

The End, for now…….

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