Katie early outdoors mission in leathers

Harry, I get a thrill watching Katie operating on the street, stepping into a strangers vehicle. This must be one of my favourite pictures of Katie. Her first time.

It was a crazy night Katie stepped over yet another boundary. When we got married, it never occurred to me that I would be dropping her off on the street and selling her Body to any stranger, so long as they were paying. The leather look was and is such an incredible slutty, outfit and the leather outfit has never failed to attract attention.

>Katie was so nervous but once she gets into her head to do something there is no stopping her. I must admit to being incredibly aroused at the thought of Katie, being a part time sex worker fucking strangers ********. I can only imagine what she was up to, our stranger would be touching her up, squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples and fingering her pussy. I imagined her taking a cock in the mouth as I know how lovingly she is with any cock as she loves to savour the taste. I thought about a colleague and what they might think if they were aware. But I guess what aroused me, the most was, the thought of Katie being so aroused, she would fuck anything, and I mean almost anything. “I will pass you back to Katie’s on her new career.

So over to Katie

I want you to picture me, a woman, a mother, with a well paid professional job and good wife, mostly, dressing up like a whore and joining the girls working in your nearest red light district. I don’t need of the money, but she is driven by the desire to experience as much as possible, well her sexual side.

Imagine my feelings as I step into a different world, random men, random strangers, all seeking me to provide sexual satisfaction, I am driven by strong urges to be fucked by strangers, each one with different needs and desires, individual preferences.

SO Picture me, a trembling Katie, dressed in a short leather skirt, revealing her stockings, a black tight fitting blouse, a leather jacket, underneath a shiny yellow underwear set. I am so nervous. Harry has been taking pictures of me dressed to fuck, dressed tosell my time and body. A nervous, married milf, an innocent. A couple of the neighbours had seen me leave dressed like a slut.

As Harry drove to a site we had explored a couple of times the week before I wondered whether I could back out. It was serious stuff, most of the fucking with strangers can be halted at any minute, but it wouldn’t be so easy if they had paid and I was in their car, or a room or round the back where help was not going to arrive quickly.

I would just have to suck up whatever came my way - no pun Intended. To be honest, backing out was not an option, I was determined to see it through, partly cos I am stubborn but mainly it was the excitement of being paid for sex, used like a whore, no, paid as the whore I am.

Harry parked up and I wandered about 50 metres down the street. It was mostly commercial and industrial units. I could see some other girls, alone or in twos or threes.

I was wary of the other girls and stayed as far from them as I could. I lurked in the dark, watching the cars go by, a few slowedbut didn’t stop. The girls I saw were dressed simply or tarty, most looked unwell, many thin and I really stood out as the middle class woman I am. I had never thought that for many working on the street is the shit end of a spectrum with high class 5* hotel e*****s. All trying to make a living. But I was not doing it for the money, but because it excited me, it satisfied my desire to experience rough and dirty sex at the sharp end, knowing the risks turn me on.

I had had a couple of drinks and stuff before coming out, but my mind was clear as crystal now. I realised that I have been slipping into a lifecycle of sex with strangers when dogging, to picking up guys in bars to fuck me and now charging for sex, part of a market, each level saw me as a lower person, doggers are mostly respectful, guys in bars are pissed and pushy but usually manageable, street whore punters were a different breed.

I was extremely naive this first night and I have learned a lot since then. I know to get the cash up front, being clear on what has been agreed (although if I am enjoying it I will let them push the boundaries), check where the car will be going to and chat a little to suss them out, are sure they are not too high or aggressive. I think I have a nose for trouble but apart from my experience with Mila, I have been ok and that was caused because I was working on his girls’ patch and had been denting profits. He made me pay my debt off, and I couldn’t really go to the police as it would be embarrassing and what would they do?

When I got to know a couple of the girls, who could not understand why I was there, they told me that they had thought me police at first. It was only when they saw me getting into a few cars with punters that they realised I was working the streets and that was when I began to get hassle.

I realised that it was different for me. For them with 5,6, 7 punters a night, they zoned out from the sex while for me, each experience was memorable. I savoured every moment, feeling alive in a way I rarely do anywhere else.

Anyway back to my first punter. I was anxious, trembling, but I also felt incredibly horny, as if I had been given a horny bitch injection. A few cars drove back as I was hanging back from the side of the road. Harry messaged me and told me to move to the road side and strut my stuff, to look attitudey. He told my to make sure my blouse was open to show the bright yellow underwear and my skirt that didn’t quite meet my stocking tops.

It did the trick, and the next car slowed and stopped by me, I moved a couple of feet as the electric window wound down.

“What’s going down?” he asked

That threw me a bit, trying to work out if he meant sex or what was on offer. He looked at me and I said something like

“ I’m Katie, I am looking for business. A blow job for £25 a fuck for £40

“I haven’t seen you here before” he said “I thought you might have been the feds”

“No, I am a just a new girl on the street” I replied

“You’re really new at this aren’t you” he said “you should take care, it can be a dangerous game” ...... “can I get a closer look” he said as he indicated I should get into his car. The moment of no return, I opened the door and he saw me even clearer from the car light, his eyes showed me that he liked what he saw.

I sat down legs wide apart, blouse undone, short skirt. I belted up out of routine.

He laughed and said “you’re married” half asking as he looked at my wedding ring, “is hubby nearby? “

“Yes” I replied

“He gets off on you fucking other guys” he laughed, “lucky me”

He drove for about 10 minutes to a long country lane known for its after dark activity. He asked me lots of questions about my life style. I undid my belt and leaned over as he leaned back to start fondling his trousers - stiffy building- and to allow me to rub and lick it.

I undid his trousers, as he shuffled to give me space to work. His seat went back a long way and with a few seconds my mouth was wrapped around his cock. He pushed my head down and tried to push his cock down my throat, I resisted a little and he pushed a little harder. He controlled my head. I worked on his head. I started scr****g my nails on his balls and his push eased. I could feel how hard his cock was and the leaking of cum.

He pulled me over in such a way that it was obvious that he wanted me to ride his cock. Luckily it was roomy enough, he knew that, but I thought it was too tight and within moments I was riding his cock as he was not in a position to thrust hard. It is easy to ride a stiff cock and his boner was like rock. I was getting really turned on, my first stranger fuck as a filthy whore I am, I thought. He was holding me in position to maximise my riding him and he felt me come before he did, fucking hell it was good and I couldn’t stop. My god, it was fucking good, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I called out. He exploded inside me and I realised I had not put a condom on- too late now.

“You are a horny bitch aren’t you Katie,” he said “you were really turned on weren’t you, you filthy slut”

As we drove back he asked me for my number, which I gave and I was back on the street. Just before he dropped me off he asked me if I had forgotten anything. I didn’t know what he meant until it dawned on me that he had not paid. He smirked, handing me £40 You need to wise up girl.

Back on the street, I felt exhilarated. I was standing with cum leaking out of my cunt and ready for my second punter……Harry drops me off usually and parks nearby so that he can see who has picked me up and the details. My rule is that I go with any punter who pulls up - only 1 or 2 exceptions ever - it adds to thrill and I love sex and the thrill. Dropped off in my white blouse, short leather skirt and boots - one of the pictures in our profile section, the only place we can post pics at the moment.

Anyway, on the street, on a small industrial estate known for working girls. I don’t wait for long when an expensive black car pulls up. Electric window winds down - I step towards it and the black driver says, “how much sexy?” He is gorgeous as is his mate who is sitting in the back for some reason. “£80 for the pair of you” I say with a big smile. The driver smiles and leans over to open the door, I turn my head to smile at Harry who is not far. He is jealous, he knows I am about to get a good fucking with a pair of strangers and he won’t be able to watch. He also knows from my smile that I really pleased to have two younger studs.
I jump in. Belt up and we set off,. The guy in the back strokes my cheek and hair while the driver strokes my upper leg, my stocking tops. I reach across and start caressing his leg well, his cock which is twitching.

I guide them to a quiet place where we are unlikely to be disturbed. I get out with the two guys, the hatch back opens, the driver sits down, legs apart, I catch on and unzip and reach in for his cock. His mate is behind me and forcefully pushes me down, pressure on my lower back, he bends me over, I lick and taste the cock in my mouth. It’s a good size and responds well to my teasing tongue. His mate reaches between my legs and finds no resistance, just a wet hole that is opening loving it as he sticks his fingers inside my cunt. He finger fucks me.

The driver is pushing my head down on his cock, nearly making me gag, but not quite. I push him back a little and look into his eyes as I lick his cock from top to bottom, rubbing as I go. I tease the head and take it in my mouth again, just as matey boy slaps his big stiff cock into my cunt. He is pushing down hard on my lower back, while driver holds me very tight to let his mate have good purchase and fuck my cunt hard.

I feel my pussy being stretched and I do my best to focus on the cock in mouth, now I am gagging and streaming. Matey holds my hips tight and I know he’s going to come and he pulls me back hard in tune with his thrusting his cock into me. It reaches the spot and I am squealing with pleasure, fucking hell, fucking hell, fuck me. he seems to be thrusting for ages, but he slows and stops, lets his cock pump more cum into me before pulling out.

The driver lies back and pulls me onto him, as he lies down in the hatchback, as best he cans and pulls me onto him. Matey undos the last two buttons on my blouse and whips it off. He unclips the top of my basque to release my tits. I see him wipe his cock on my blouse. Driver has me positioned so that he can fuck me hard from beneath, he holds me tight, I am just a piece of fuck meat. Held in place while he fucks me hard. Matey is watching and I somehow know that he is still, still stiff or great recovery. Driver is coming and my head bounces against the roof of the car, he is oblivious, just wants to fill me with cum. I feel him explode and he lets go, like he is spent.

I realise that my tiny skirt has been unzipped and I am standing in a basque tits out,, stockings and boots. Matey lies down and I take reverse cowgirl,position. I am working his cock now, I wasn’t expecting this He is so fucking hard. My pussy aches but I hold him tight with my cunt muscles. My legs are burning after a while, but I am determined to see this through. He holds my arse and pushes my ass up and down, moving back into control. More cum is pumped into me, he lets go, I stand up and leak more cum dripping from my cunt onto his legs. My blouse is used to wipe it up and he throw it back at me as he gets up grinning. I pick up my skirt and start walking back to the Main Street as I sense I am not getting a lift back, the guys jump into the car laughing and I walk back towards where Harry is parked.