Just The Beginning.....

hope you enjoy :) You know that fairy tale? The one where the annoying little fucker Rumpel Stiltskin tries to get that girl with the long hair to guess his name or he will knock her out and make her snooze for 100 years? Well that really gets on my tits. I bet the pervy little bastard wanted to fuck her. Either that or he was a n*********ac. I hate guessing games. I would have punched the little twat in the balls. Life isn’t a fucking fairy tale and I aint no princess. But somehow the pervy bastard always gets to fuck the girl. Only it’s not in the highest room of the tallest tower. It’s usually in hotel rooms. With the girl slammed up against the door. And it’s not her finger she wants pricking. It’s her horny little cunt. She isn’t looking for happy ever after, she looking for here and fucking now. She doesn’t want a prince she wants a great big cock in all her holes. In every position. She doesn’t care if she’s fucking Tom Dick or Darren. As long as he makes her cum. Or…maybe that’s just me? When I first met my prince charming I was all wide eyed and innocent. Didn’t take me long to become all wide legged and corrupted. I met him on line and we had been chatting for a few weeks. We lived relatively close and decided to meet. They say it’s best to meet in public places in case ‘Prince Charming’ turns out to be and ogre. So we met in a very crowded train station. We knew that we were going to fuck on our first meet. We had already cum together so many times, on cam, on the phone; we just needed to cum together in the same place. At the same time. I got off the train and I saw him first. Lurking by the information stand wearing what he said he would be. He looked like a football hooligan. Baseball cap and stone island jacket. All in black. I was wearing what I told him I would be. Heels, fishnets, my sluttiest red underwear and a very short tight black dress. The glances that I had received from the men on the train had already got my cunt soaking wet. I wasn’t sure if the woman who sat opposite me envied me or wanted to fuck me when I had uncrossed my legs and flashed her my damp knickers. I got so turned on I had to go into the toilet and run my finger over my slit just teasing myself a little. I dipped my finger into my tight little hole and covered my finger with my juices. Anyway, seeing him stood there and knowing that his big hard cock would soon be filling my slutty holes was enough to make my thighs freshly damp. So I walked up to him. My heels clicking on the platform floor drew his attention. When he turned his head in my direction I could see that he hadn’t shaved for a few days, so I couldn’t resist clasping his face in my hand. I ran my finger over his bottom lip he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, when he opened his mouth I knew he could smell my cunt on my finger. Before we had even said hello, there we were in a busy station and he was about to suck my cunt juice from my finger. Instead I put my fingers in my own mouth, looked him straight in the eyes and said ‘Mmm My pussy tastes gorgeous’ and flashed him a wicked smile. It took all my self-preservation to keep myself from sinking to my knees, un buttoning his jeans and licking his cock right then and there in the crowded station. Still without saying a word, he took me by the hand and led me out of the main door. I knew that he had booked a seedy little hotel room somewhere close and I felt my entire body pulsing with anticipation. He walked slightly behind me, with his hands firmly on my waist. His fingers biting into me. I had presumed we would go straight to the hotel but I was wrong. We walked down a narrow side street and in full view of passers-by; he pushed me hard against the wall. Roughly kissing me I felt his hand on the hem of my dress. Pulling my knickers to one side he dipped his middle finger into my cunt. Biting on my earlobe he growled ‘You are going to be a good little whore for me aren’t you’ He wasn’t asking…he was telling. He lifted his fingers to my mouth and ran them over my lips. Sucking hard on them until I almost gagged. My knees almost gave way. Pressing against me I could feel his hard on straining. I reached out to touch his bulging cock as I sucked on his fingers. He grabbed me by the wrist and twisted my arm behind my back, almost spitting in my face as he said ‘Not until I tell you you can SLUT…Now…pull your knickers down’ Rubbing my aching wrist I did as I was told… ‘I want you to step out of them how much of a slut you are.’ I stepped out of my knickers, hardly believing that I was taking them off in such a public place. I wasn’t sure if it was the thrill of doing it so publically or if it was the fact that he was ordering me to do it that made my cunt throb. I glanced down to see that they were very very damp. He had my cunt dripping from just one finger. He bent to pick them up and suddenly he thrust them into my mouth. I felt my cheeks burn. Never before had I done something so dirty and slutty now I knew I was his filthy little whore. ‘There are people walking about 20 feet away from us…I don’t want them to hear your screams as you cum onto my hand.’ I felt his fingers deep inside me going deeper and deeper. My back pressing against the cold brick as he rammed four fingers into my tight pussy. I was aching. I could feel my orgasm building and I knew if I let go and let the feeling sweep my body I would gush all over him. And then he stopped. The mother fucking bastard stopped!!. He drew his sticky hand from my cunt and wiped it over the front of my dress. My sticky squelchy cunt was bereft!. I moaned through the fine material of my knickers and he just laughed. Pulling them from my mouth he stuffed them into his coat pocket, grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the street. I barely had time to pull my dress down over my bare pussy. Walking down the street I was sure that people were staring. I smoothed my hand over my hair and looked down to see my cunt juice stained cleavage. Soon we were in the hotel room….but that’s a story for another time.