'White Trailer Trash! & Marriage!' (Quite hardcore)
White Trailer Trash!
Being Dutch, Marcus spoke English with a thick accent, something which Amanda
somehow found erotic as he softly snarled, 'Suck it, suck my cock, bitch.'
It was around 1:30 on a muggy, summer, Wednesday morning in Amsterdam.
Though a complete smut-girlie from the southern United States, Amanda had
primarily been a 2-hole screw in an Amsterdam brothel for 1 1/2 years, pimarily
as a 2-hole suck -and -fuck since she wasn't big on taking it in the
shit-bucket, but would for the right price.
In dirty contradiction to the old saying that 'whores aren't supposed to enjoy
their work', though, the harlot was addicted to cocks and proud of it.
There was every indication of utter devotion in the way she slurped her
steaming-hot mouth up and down the cute, light-red-haired and 21-y/o's pizzle,
that was a bit on the slender side while looking around 9 inches long.
A sexually wicked woman with the lower, seemingly born-instincts of a very
lustful animal, Amanda, however, didn't care about its size. It was a lovely
rutting-tool, throbbing-hard and attached to a young man with a nice, big patch
of thick hair adorning his trim loins - out of which his cock so wonderfully,
obscenely thrust with a need to pollute her.
Already a little aroused, the money-tramp didn't feel like restraining herself;
she held his penis in her left hand while smoothing the fingers of her right one
through his crotch-hair, up across his lean boy-belly to his muscled chest.
'Yeah, cunt!' Marcus went on, taking the back of her head, to gently but
bestially use her mouth.
Having already lain with 1,000's of them, Amanda well know that a lot of
European guys tend to be rather contemptuously sexist toward any bitch, looking
upon them as little more than sets of holes in the bedroom, even high-priced
escort-pigs like her. As long as they didn't hurt, much less get violent with
the twat (one reason she surrendered her orfices to men in the cathouse, for her
protection) the sexy fuck-bag-for-pay didn't mind that the vast majority of
johns didn't dick her with much respect. In fact, she accepted that many of them
patronize slabs of prostitute-flesh, precisely because they can vent even less
respect upon harlots than they have for their wives and cunt-friends, one of the
most important functions fulflled by hookers. And most men, at least once in
their lives, would like to dump their cocks and spunk into bitches who are
everything from very nasty up to downright filthy, even those who charge a great
deal of money.
The cunt, in truth, rather liked that - telling her that she was a whore and had
been for years.
Since she was a sophistcated and articulate, as well as an expensive suck and
fuck, though, a part of her tried denying it, while deep inside she knew she
really was just a piece of white-trash who'd grown up in a trailor. Her tits,
that'd been very well-developed at an unusually early age, had always
embarrassed her, but helped bring on a number of boys for whom she'd served as a
suck-hole - that is, until a bunch of older guys had more thorughly corrupted
her when she was 19. Amanda had earned several thousand dollars the 1st. time
she'd been used that way, particulary since one of her bangers had been very
wealthy, setting her up in business as what really was a delectably dirty,
well-paid slut.
But if she was called anything but an 'escort' or 'prostitute', Amanda preferred
the title of 'whore', a word that'd been used to verbally humble her 1'000's of
times over the years.
And now, Marcus didn't have any idea about the hole's age, except to presume she
was somewhere in her early 30's.
If you want to call it that, however, he'd 'picked her up' in the whorehouse
about 20 minutes before she'd started fitting her slutty lips around his dick.
One thing that'd immediately given him a hard-on was that the blonde was the
most juicily luscious, near-gorgeous piece meat in the place. While she was a
consummate whore, it'd be difficult to explain why the strumpet also just looked
like a cunt, with a lovely cunt-face. Her full lips, so deliciously 'tarnished'
with red lipstick, were curves of dick-sucking lewdness. Her legs were a fine
pair of shanks; Marcus also noticed that her shitter so nicely filled the back
of her dress. Her chest-mounds, though not huge, were fairly big and firmly
well-shaped. No doubt about it, Amanda was the fuck-package of all
fuck-packages!
And Marcus had paid Marie, the madame, a 100 extra Euros to crudely, but not
roughly, grab feels off Amanda while vulgarly grinding his hard-dicked crotch
against her bum, even before getting his fuck-sword inside any of her holes.
Too, he'd raised her dress, 'fucked' her panties down and discovered what a hot
hiney she boasted on her rearend - with him copulating a finger-tip into her
dung-portal, thrilling to the feel of its delightfully filthy heat. Next, he'd
thrust his hand inside her dress-top, drawn her bra below her udders and wiped
his ass-soiled finger on her right one with a gently mocking smile into her
sparkling eyes.
'Nice, beautiful,' Marcus had breathed, 'And you're a beautiful bitch!'
'Thanks,' Amanda had said.
'Pull your dress up,' he next had quietly, but firmly ordered, 'I want to see
the cunt on a hot-assed cunt like you.'
She'd obeyed, and Marcus had leaned down to ogle her vaginal temple of whoredom,
with its mound shaved laciviously bald and looking downright brazen like the
world's most shamelessly shameful harlot.
'Oh, yeah, look at what a fucking bitch-slit that is!' he'd said, then running a
finger into it, to find that her 'bitch-slit' already was a muck-pot of hot
girl-slime.
More forcifully than the way he'd yet handled her, he'd next finger-banged her
front woman-ditch several times, followed by decoupling it from her vag-gulch
and softly commanding, 'Lick my finger clean, you beautiful pig.'
Amanda had moaned as she obeyed.
He'd then withdrawn his finger from her face-hole, smeared it across her lips
and said, 'Would you suck my dick and let me ass-fuck you in the passageway
between 2 buildings just down the street?'
'Well, I don't do business anywhere but here in the house,' Amanda had replied.
'I realize that. But if you want, I'll go with you to the police station in this
neighborhood so that you can see I have no record of violence. I'm not going to
hurt you. My only interest is in having you like a sleazy-cheap street-whore,
despite your prices. I do that with hookers a lot, but this time decided to find
a whore here, because I'll be honest, I'd very much like to shame you like a
slummy street-hooker, even if you aren't one,' Marcus had told her.
Already, Amanda was beginning to warm up to his way of treating her like a
whore, even 'a slunny street-hooker,' besides which she was a bit turned-on by
the thought of taking cock from such a cute boy.
'Okay, though that'll cost you a lot of money,' Amanda had responded.
'No problem. I inherited a large amount of it from my deceased parents, and I'll
pay 1,000 Euros, especially if you'll take it bare,' - and Marcus had produced a
hospital report showing that he had a clean health record.
'All right,' Amanda had said.
'I always wear condoms when I do hookers, but you obviously are a healthy,
little fuck and I'd love the naked feel of your dirty shit-hole and mouth on my
dick, you stunning bitch-whore,' Marcus had gone on.
'Stunning, huh?' the harlot had smiled, 'Well, thank you very much, you
sweet-talking boy!'
She'd then conferred with Marie who'd agreed to everything as requested by
Marcus. And he'd paid...
... while there'd been only a few people on the street, and Marcus had smiled at
her after gently slapping her farter-apples through her dress before taking her
hand and leading her halfway back in the narrow passageway between the buildings
he'd earlier mentioned. The walk there had been close to romantic, you might
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