My Only Experience with a Streetwalker

This  happened many, many years ago. I was in high school. Myself and two buddies were cruising the streets of Washington D.C. late at night. One of the guys said  that he had heard that the pickup line for prostitutes was to ask them “Are you sportin’?

I didn’t think we were actively looking for a hooker, but as teenage boys tended to do, we were talking and fantasizing about it. I pulled up at a stoplight and saw a really good looking young light-skinned black girl standing on the corner. I actually thought she might be a college student waiting for a bus.

My buddy rolled his window down and called out, “Are  you sportin’?” I thought he was nuts but she ran over to the car and told us to pull around the corner. Up close she was even prettier than I first realized. She couldn’t have been more than about 18 or 19.

I pulled around the corner and she came over to the window and started negotiating a price with my buddy. Between the three of us we had a grand total of $9. She agreed to do all three of us for $9. To put that in perspective, adjusting for inflation, that would be $106 in 2025 dollars. Which is still incredibly cheap by any standard.

She then told us to pull into an adjacent alleyway and wait. We did so while she ran up to the back of a row house and knocked on the door. Eventually an older black man in his pajamas answered  the door. What looked like an argument took place but then she motioned for us to come inside. We handed her the money. She gave some of it to the guy. We had flipped coins to see who would go first and I was the lucky winner.

She took me into what I guess was the living room of the house while my buddies waited in the hall. She had me drop my pants. She had a washcloth and a pan of hot water.  She  gave my dick a good wipe down and then laid back on the sofa, lifting her skirt and spreading her legs. With my pants around my knees, I proceeded to slide my cock into her pussy. Being a young high school boy, my dick was hard as a rock and it only took a few strokes to cum.

She then wiped my cock clean with the wet washcloth. I really can’t remember if she provided a condom but I somehow have a vague recollection of her douching my cum out of  her pussy while squatting over a pan.

Anyway, I was out the door after just a few minutes and the next boy got his turn. I think all three of us were only in the house about fifteen minutes. Obviously, nobody had trouble getting hard or achieving an orgasm.

Back in the car we all were excited about our success. Interestingly, despite me only being a high schooler, this girl was the third one I had fucked. And even more amazing, all three experiences had taken place in a two week span of time. An embarrassment of riches. Once the tap was turned on, it just started flowing. Shortly after that I hooked up with a regular girlfriend and we were literally getting it on three or four times a week. My late teen years were almost filled with more pussy than I knew what to do with.

This is obviously a true story.