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Date: Sun, 23 Nov 2003 08:10:04 -0500
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A Night on the Town
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A short story by Night Hawk
Copyright 2003 by: Night Hawk
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"A Night On The Town"

The third Friday of every month is my day.  This is the one day, 
or rather night of the month that I truly look forward to.  Only 
twelve times a year, do I allow myself to totally, absolutely 
indulge myself.  To be a slut!  A total tramp!  To luxuriate, and 
fulfill my desires that have been pent up inside me since the last 
month!  

To enjoy fully the sexual cravings I have, the cravings I stifle 
until that one night on the town when I unleash the sex crazed 
lust starved animal passion inside me.  The night I go on the 
prowl!

I start my day off slowly, savoring in the preparations for the 
fuck and suck fest that will transpire before the night is 
through.  I always take the day off work, and I'm glad no one at 
work has caught on to my pattern of 'sick' days.  

I leave early in the morning for Toronto, although it's only an 
hour from where I live, it is big enough that nobody will 
recognize me, especially not after I've transformed into the slut 
that I will become.

I check into a different motel every month, and unpack my 'tramp' 
uniform.  Then I begin the transformation.  I shed my clothes the 
minute that I enter the room, lay on my bed and play with myself 
until I've had two or three good climaxes while fantasizing about 
the forth-coming night.  

With my lust temporarily sated, I run myself a luxurious bubble 
bath, filled with expensive bath oils and perfumes.  As I sit in 
the bathroom, inhaling the sweet fragrance of the tub, I start to 
shave my legs.  Since tonight is my special night I take much more 
care than usual, and even take a few minutes with a pair of 
scissors to trim my pubic bush.  Then I get into the tub.

I can't help myself now!  The sex drive inside me is too strong, 
and as I lay relaxed in the warm bubbly water that feels like 
satin and silk against my tender skin, I have to masturbate again 
and again!  My animal urges are hurrying me along now, and my 
hands can't satisfy my needs enough!  I shower off and dry myself 
quickly.  

My need is welling up inside me!  I need cock and I need it bad!

I take the time to powder myself liberally, I know it's going to 
be a terrific night!  As I apply my favorite perfume, I wonder 
what my co-workers would think of me now.  I know the names they 
use whenever they talk about somebody as cock crazy as I am, and I 
wonder how I manage to control the animal passions inside me as 
long as I do each month without then guessing my true nature.

I slowly pull on my black nylons, attaching them to my matching 
black lace trimmed garter belt.  I am wearing a pair of red satin 
panties, and as I rub my crotch lovingly, I have to fight myself 
from masturbating again.  I want to save my climaxes now until I 
get downtown!

I don't usually wear a bra, but I do whenever I wear my 'slut' 
suit.  I think the extra padding helps me attract more guys this 
way.  Black satin and lace tickles my nipples until they're stiff 
and I feel so aroused!

Walking around in just my bra, panties and nylons I feel so 
sluttish!  I carefully apply my make-up, making my eyes look deep 
and wanton.  Then I pin my hair back and pull my blond wig out of 
its container and put it on.  The wig is really long and nearly 
white blond.  The golden curls cascade over my shoulders, and I 
wonder why I couldn't have been born with hair like this instead 
of my mousy brown which I keep trimmed short.  I inspect myself in 
the mirror, turning slowly admiring every curve.  I know that many 
men are going to be looking at me tonight, and I want to look just 
perfect for their fuck fantasies. 

Satisfied with my appearance in my dainties, I put on my black 
leather mini skirt and my black patent leather, high heel pumps.  
I top off the whole outfit with a bright red silk blouse, through 
which you can nearly see my lacy black bra.  But just in case the 
guy's eyes aren't quite that good, I leave it unbuttoned far 
enough that they can see the lacy frills.  Now I am ready for 
Yonge Street.  I take my small black matching leather purse and 
leave the motel.  

Look out Toronto, here I come!

It's just past six when I get out of the taxi near the strip 
palaces downtown.  Through past experience, I have found it's a 
good place to get picked up.  The stores are closed now, and the 
only people on the streets are tourists and the night people.  

Street musicians are everywhere, trying to hustle a buck, and the 
street kids are looking for handouts or trying to bum pocket 
change.  The hotel trade is good this time of night, since the 
hookers don't come out till much later.  

Mostly business men, looking for a cheap thrill from the strip 
acts, and a few hours of steady drinking until they have to go 
home to their wives and families.  I watched one dark handsome guy 
in his early forties cross the crowded street.  I could tell by 
the lust in his eyes that I was turning him on, so as he headed 
for the door I wiggled my cute buns over to him.  

"Hi good looking" I said in my deepest sultry voice, "Want me to 
blow your horn for you?"  He looked at me and shrugged then said, 
"You sure look inviting babe, but I can't afford to pay the 
piper."  

I put on my best pouting expression and said "I didn't ask for any 
money mister, I'm just a volunteer for the sperm bank and I want 
you to make a donation, right down my throat."

He looked around quickly, and I could tell by the growing bulge in 
his pants that he wanted to fuck my pretty face as bad as I wanted 
his, no, needed his hot fuck tool between my lips.  

I led him by the hand to the alley beside the bar, (a place I knew 
so well from previous visits), looked around to make sure nobody 
was sleeping behind the dumpster, and dropped to my knees while my 
fingers flew at his fly trying to pull that big hunk of cock out 
of his pants.  It was so hard and so big, that I couldn't close my 
fist around it!  

I pulled back the foreskin slowly letting his musky aroma 
tantalize my nose before I slipped my painted lips over his shaft. 
Oh, he tasted so good!  A tangy, zesty flavor, and I started to 
slurp my way up and down his pole.  I stuck my tongue into his 
slit, and the way that his balls contracted in my other hand told 
me how much he liked it!  His cock head was swelling by the 
second, and my head was spinning with desire for his hot cream.  
He was my first in a month, and I needed his liquid offering in my 
stomach to cool the fire smoldering inside.  

I pulled his foreskin all the way forward and let my tongue slip 
in between the folds of his skin and his ballooning cock head.  I 
needed his cum bad, so I started sucking for all I was worth!
"Oh, yeah, suck it baby!" he moaned, "Suck it hard you fucking 
slut!  Eat my seed, suck my cum, oh fuck! I'm cumming!"  He 
grasped my head between his hands and shoved his salami down my 
throat as his balls erupted and exploded sending blast after blast 
of hot, steaming, delicious spunk down my throat.  I sucked on his 
cock until it started to shrivel in my mouth.  I didn't want to 
waste one single drop.  

When I was sure he didn't have anymore to offer me, I let him slip 
out of my mouth.  I stood up and straightened my clothes and 
started to walk away.  He called out after me, asking me my name 
and the usual bullshit they always do about when can they see me 
again and such, but I'm not looking for a boyfriend, and I'm not 
available for this kind of thing except one day each month.  I 
could still taste his cum on my lips, but instead of quenching my 
fire, it was burning even hotter.  I didn't need any more friends, 
I needed more cock and more cum, lots and lots of cum!

After I turned the corner, I re-adjusted my wig, and put on some 
more lipstick.  Then I headed for another bar.  This time I went 
inside and ordered a drink.  It wasn't five minutes before a guy 
came over to me and said: "Hey gorgeous, would you like some 
company?"  I looked him over, and figured him for a junior sales 
clerk, the way he was dressed, but he wasn't bad looking so I 
said, "I don't need any company, but if you have some cum you'd 
like to give my mouth, I sure do need some of that."  

He was startled by my remark, but it didn't take him long to 
respond.  

"Sure", he said, "I can spare you about a gallon, but I don't have 
a room close by."  I looked around the bar and noticed that there 
were hardly any other women there so I told him to meet me in the 
women's john in two minutes.  I went ahead first to make sure 
there was nobody in there.  

When I found the coast to be clear, I signaled him to come in.  As 
soon as he entered he wanted to kiss me and feel me up, but I just 
brushed his hands away.  I didn't come here for kissy-face crap, I 
wanted his prick sliding back and forth between my lips!

I pushed him into a stall, and pulled his pants right down to his 
ankles.  Then I told him to sit on the water tank while I 
straddled the toilet facing his cock.  Its size wasn't very 
impressive, but it was growing, and the purple tinge to it told me 
that he was getting good and ready!  

I licked around his balls first and watched them contract like 
little golf balls, hard and ready to burst.  I licked my way up 
his shaft and was a little disappointed with the soapy taste of a 
guy who's a little too fussy about cleanliness.  When I got to the 
tip of his cock though, and I tasted a drop of his pre-cum, it 
more than made up for everything else.  Just a little salty, and 
with a hint of garlic is the best way I can describe it.  

As I licked his slit, he started to buck and groan, so I clamped 
down fast knowing that any second now he would explode and fill my 
face with his hot sticky cum. I squeezed his shaft so that when he 
blew, it would be much more intense, for both of us!  

He yelped when he finally blew his load into my eagerly waiting 
mouth, and I used my hand to milk him totally dry.  

"Oh, fuck baby.  You do that so good!" he said.

I asked him if he was ready for another round, but he said it 
would take him a little bit before he could get it up again.  Then 
he said that he was in town for a convention, and that if I wanted 
he would send in one of his buddies while he worked up another 
hard for me.  

"Sure send him in!" I said, "The more that cum, the merrier I'll 
be."  Well it turned out that he had a lot of buddies with him 
from the convention, and I figured I was on about the tenth one, 
(being I had lost count past the fourth).  I know I'm a cock crazy 
slut, but I just couldn't get enough.  I figured I had drank about 
forty gallons of hot musky sexy delicious seed and I still needed 
more. Then this tall lean guy came in.  I told him to sit on the 
tank, like all the others, but he lifted me up under the arms, 
raised me to a standing position and kissed me!  I thought this 
guy is crazy!  Didn't he realize that half his buddies had shot 
their seed in the mouth he was kissing?  But he persisted, and 
finally succeeded in getting his tongue into my mouth.  He swirled 
it there and my head started to spin.  

He didn't try to feel up my tits, he just reached down and grabbed 
a hold of my crotch.  I did the same to him, and massaged his 
stiff prick like he was doing to me.  

"Fucking right" he said.  "I knew the minute the guys started 
talking about the great blows they were getting for free from some 
chick who didn't want anything in return that you had to be a TV 
Queen!"

I didn't say anything but let him raise my skirt and pull out my 
own aching rod.  It was my turn to sit on the tank, and finally 
get my rocks off!  He said his name was Jeff, and that he swung 
both ways, but that his buddies didn't know that.  It only took a 
couple of licks from Jeff's experienced tongue and then I was 
groaning and shooting my seed into his mouth.  Jeff kept at me 
though, even after I shot my first load, he just kept on slurping 
away at my love stick until I came again.  It was my turn to kiss 
his sticky lips now, and then we traded places.  I sucked on 
Jeff's big tool until he let loose with a torrent of hot cream 
down my throat!

Jeff asked if he could take me home, but as much as I enjoyed 
fucking his face, it was still my night on the town.  I left the 
bar after sucking off Jeff, thinking I had stayed too long in one 
place already.  Jeff was pouting, but hey!  It's my night out!
I come here once a month, every month to get my fill of sucking 
hard cocks.  I have my needs, and one of them is not spending the 
night with just one guy.  I want as many big hard cocks fucking my 
face as I can get.  I need as much cream as I can swallow, it has 
to last me a whole month, and one guy just can't give me enough. 

Aren't I a nasty little bitch?

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