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Accidentally Pimping Yourself Last night I was feeling pretty horny so I decided to jump on the computer and look for a good time. If you’ve ever used Craigslist you know what it’s like to wade through the bullshit to find the real ads/people. I am usually the kind of person who will read every word of an ad, if for no other reason than it helps my chances of getting lucky if I follow directions and know who it is I am talking to. One trick I learned is to look at the very last sentence of the post. If it is incomplete, chances are it was a cut/paste kind of thing, and is totally bogus. There are many other things to look for, but I don’t care to list the ones I know right now. I responded to quite a few ads over a large amount of time, and wasn’t having much luck, when all of a sudden a man started emailing me. He wanted to invite me over, suck my cock, eat my ass, and all the wonderful stuff I like. That’s all I was really looking for, and by that time I was ready to settle for a guy instead of a girl, so I continued the conversation. We seemed on the same page, and were wrapping up the details when he asked me, “How much do you want for this?” Now I don’t recall answering an ad that said anything about anyone paying for anything. His question came as a surprise, but before I answered it I tried really quick to go back to Craigslist and find his original ad. When I couldn’t, I took a chance and just told him that he could decide what to give me after we had a good time. “You can tip me” is pretty much what I said. He gave me his address and I took off immediately. Fifteen minutes later he was letting me in the front door of his house and leading me to the bedroom. While he checked his phone to make sure nobody was coming home I took off all of my clothes and placed them in a chair. When the guy received a text message that we would have the place to ourselves for a while he put the phone down and made his way towards the bed. I was already sitting on the edge of it, stroking my cock and talking to a very vocal kitty cat that had snuck in the room. The guy shooed the feline away and got down on his knees at the edge of the bed so he could take me in his mouth. The room was cold but I was already getting very hard, and comfortable. He had a deep, talented throat, and I found myself fighting orgasm pretty quickly. When he pushed my legs up and tried to get his face in my balls I turned over, now resting on my hands and knees at the edge of the bed. He repositioned himself behind me and began to suck, lick and tongue my asshole, moaning the entire time like he was eating a cream pie or something. My cock remained rock hard and I loved the attention, relaxing into the position and pushing back to allow his tongue deeper access. We were enjoying ourselves for about ten minutes when I heard the front door open. As I mentioned before, we’d made it to the bedroom, and the door was actually closed, but I was certain of what I was hearing. A very loud, male voice was talking, and for a brief moment I could not tell if it was speaking to someone else in the room, or a telephone. Without moving an inch I said, “It sounds like someone’s home” and then waited for a response. The guy still had his face buried in my ass and only made a noise, but it was clear he was aware that someone had come in through the front door. My mind began to entertain both good and bad thoughts – what if it was a partner that was there to help him<b> </font></b>me, or what if it was a couple and this was some sort of set up to get into a group sex scene? A few more random scenarios were considered, and then suddenly the guy had hold of my shoulder and was pulling at it. For a confused second I didn’t know what he wanted, then I understood, relaxed, and allowed him to pull me back and up, until I was a few inches from him. At first I thought the guy meant to kiss me, and was about to open my mouth to say that I did not do that, when he spoke. He quietly told me that I would have to leave. While I quietly put on my clothes he dug in his wallet and pulled out some cash, handing it to me with an apology. I took the money without hesitation, but wondered just what lay on the other side of the door for me. Would the person on the phone see me and get mad? Was the guy eating my ass related to the person who had walked into the house? Were they lovers? When the bedroom door opened and I stepped into the living room I did not so much as look towards the room I heard the voice coming from. I made my way over to the chair I had draped my coat over, grabbed it, and got out the front door as quickly as possible. Nobody came yelling after me, and I drove away with a pocket full of cash for doing something I would have done for free. In fact, there hadn’t been enough time to do much of anything, but I still got paid for my time. I will definitely be seeing this guy again. He lives five minutes from my work place, and would like it if I came over after a ten-hour shift, without showering. I guess he likes the musky smell of a guy, and I can provide that. Considering the size of the tip I got for doing almost nothing, I can’t wait to see what I earn for an extended bit of fun.  |
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