On the Corner
Keywords: Corner, On, the,
Alicia smoothed the slinky black dress down over her hips. Turning sideways in the mirror, she noticed a slight bulge at her crotch. That was good... just enough to attract the ones who knew what they were after, but not enough to scare away the ones who still pretended they were picking up a real woman. A frown crossed her face. Real woman, indeed. Too many people thought what made a man or woman was the equipment they were born with. She knew for a fact that wasn't true. The equipment she had at birth was all wrong.
After a final touch up of her make-up, she strode out of the apartment and walked the few blocks to her territory. She tended to work near any store or shop that stayed open most of the night. That way, she could duck into the building if she saw a cop approaching. The last thing she needed was to get busted.
Her line of work would never have been her first choice, but few businesses would hire what they considered to be a man who had boobs and wore dresses to work. Of course, they couldn't use that reason, but Alicia knew it to be true. Until she could truly pass as a woman, she couldn't hope to find a steady job that paid well enough for her to have the money she needed to become a woman in the first place. Fucking catch-22. After numerous rejections, she finally hit the pavement. At least she earned enough money to get the boob job and start with hormone treatments. Now she just needed enough to cover the change surgery and have some left over to get her by through recovery.
A dark blue sedan pulled over to the curb, the window rolling down to reveal one of her regular customers. "Got ya a new ride, baby?"
"Company car," he said as he motioned for her to get inside. "Mine's in the shop."
She'd been with him enough times to know what he wanted, and once he'd pulled into a dark alley, she scooted over to him and unzipped his pants. "Oohh... you must have wanted me bad tonight, baby. You're already hard for me."
Inwardly she cringed as she pulled out his cock and lowered her mouth to it. It wasn't that she didn't like cock... she just preferred to get it another way. Wrapping her lips around the shaft, she bobbed up and down, coating his shaft with saliva as her tongue played over its surface. His hips thrust up, driving his cock deeper, and she fought the gag as the head hit the back of her throat. He placed his hands on her head and guided her up and down as she blew him. Relaxing, she concentrated on timing her breathing as he fucked her face, his pace growing more rapid as he approached orgasm.
"Oh fuck yeah," he groaned as the tight passage of her throat squeezed his shaft.
Slurping sounds filled the car as Alicia sucked and licked the cock that was slamming up into her mouth. Her saliva dripped down his shaft and trickled over his balls as he moved faster and faster. She felt him go rigid and quickly impaled herself on him, driving his cock down her throat as the first shot of cum spurted from the tip. Swallowing as the liquid squirted into her throat, she pushed against the hand that held her in place.
He finally let go, and she rose, gulping in air as she wiped away a stray drop of cum with the back of her hand.
"Wonderful as always," he said as he handed her a $20. He drove her back to the corner and pulled away.
Two hours later, she hadn't made another dime and decided to try a different corner. Within minutes, a van had pulled over, and she climbed in. She'd seen the van from time to time, so she knew he had to be a regular visitor to the area. Probably wanted to try out all the different girls. She wasn't the only one working the area.
Once they'd pulled into an area with less traffic, he tilted his head to the back of the van. "Get on your hands and knees so I can fuck you."
That was one thing about the sex that came with the job. No foreplay. Some of the girls talked of guys who actually cared about whether they got off or not and took their time, but Alicia had never had one. Her johns were all of the "wham bam thank you ma'm" variety.
Climbing into the back, she pushed aside a painter can and assumed the position. The driver grabbed the hem of her dress and shoved it up over her hips, exposing her ass. A black thong cut the half moons, but he made quick work of it by grabbing the thin material and ripping the crotch.
"Don't know why you sluts even bother," he muttered as he spread her cheeks.
Spitting sounds filled the van as he lubricated his cock. He even spit a few times on her asshole and rubbed the saliva around it with his head. As he pressed against her, she breathed deeply. Despite her dislike of turning tricks, she never failed to feel a thrill of pleasure as a cock pushed into her ass. Her teeth bit into her lower lip as he slid inside, her ass stretching deliciously around him.
Their grunts burst into the air as he gripped her hips and drove into her. Thrust after thrust slammed into her ass as he fucked her. The movements of their bodies caused her cock to rub against the thong that still covered it. As she grew hard, the tip pushed out of the waistband, adding more stimulation. Her ass was a wonderful mixture of heat and pleasure as his cock plunged into her tight passage.
Alicia moaned in surprise as his hand reached around and pushed her thong out of the way. His fingers wrapped around her shaft and stroked in time with his forceful thrusts. She rocked backwards, fucking herself on his cock as he masturbated her. She felt it rolling up from inside her balls, and she cried out as her body shook with release.
Her ass pulsed around his cock, squeezing it as the orgasm blasted through her body. His grip on her dick tightened and he growled, slamming his cock deep into her ass as cum shot into her anal passage. After his shaft stopped twitching, the john withdrew from her ass and leaned over, shoving open the side door. Throwing some bills at her, he pushed her from the van and slammed the door shut.
Shaking her head, Alicia rose from the hard concrete and gathered the money before jerking her dress back down. So he was rude. At least she had another $75 to put towards her surgery. It was worth it.
Keywords: Corner, On, the,