The Hustler
of
Wrulf
genre
incest
The Hustler
Sylvia was a widow and a gorgeous, 38-y/o blonde with firm, medium-sized paps, svelte legs and a lovely tush inspiring male lust.
Because Troy, her 19-y/o son, was innocent-seeming,however, it didn't occur to her that he might indulge her morally-polluted desires which she detailed in her old-fashioned diary.
One Saturday afternoon in September, though, she forgot and left it in the living room while she was out shopping.
When Troy came home from playing basketball, he noticed it and happened to open it to its latest entry: - 'I realize my son will be startled to learn I'm a slut. Truthfully, nothing would please me more than drinking his piss, letting him call me bad names and I especially hope he'll pimp me.'
Astonished, Troy drove to Antonio, his Hispanic, 22-y/o friend's house and told him what he'd read.
'Are you serious?' Antonio asked.
'Yeah,' Troy replied,
'Your mom wants to turn tricks. Damn!' Antonio exclaimed.
'Right, and you can be her first john.'
'When and where?' Antonio inquired.
'I think it'd be awesome if she desecrated the Holy Sabbath, so tomorrow night at 12. Pretend you don't know you me,' Troy suggested.
'Okay,' Antonio agreed.
'Wait across the street and follow us down the alley,' Troy said.
'Sure.'
At 11:45, Troy grinned, 'I heard a rumor that you're a slut. Are you, mom?'
'Uhhh – yes, sir,' Sylvia blushed.
'Why not earn money by hooking?' Troy responded.
'As you wish, sir.'
'Okay. Wear high-heeled shoes, fishnets and a short dress,' Troy ordered before she obeyed.
However, Antonio stayed in the shadows while Troy escorted the trollop along the deserted alley until Antonio whistled and smirked, 'Is the fine lady for sale, dude?'
'How much is the lady worth?' Troy answered.
'Maybe 2 bucks,' Antonio said as he gave that amount to his friend.
'That's cheap,' Troy replied while Antonio unzipped his jeans to display his 11-inched pecker.
'Two dollars it is and I won't charge extra to make her swill your piss,' Troy smiled as he pushed his mom to her knees.
'Go ahead and stab your prick into her beautiful face,' he urged Antonio, followed by his buddy sinking his rod into her throat.
'Si, puta muy safada (yes, you very dirty whore)!' he muttered.
'Do your job, bitch!' Troy commanded.
'Uh-hmmm!' she verbally assented.
'Is she a good hustler?' Troy asked.
'Not bad,' Antonio said.
At that moment, a middle-aged white man (Calvin) suddenly appeared in the alley.
'Who's the woman?' he asked.
'A 2-bit whore,' Troy said.
'You mean only 2 dollars?' Calvin replied.
'That's right.'
'Then, I'll have her give me some head after this gentleman's finished.'
'Here it comes, stupid!' Antonio rasped as he unloaded in her gullet,
Next, he stepped back and pissed her oral potty.
'Did he really do that?' Calvin expressed his surprise.
'She loves cocktails,' Troy chuckled.
'Shit! Her mouth is too filthy to use! You're filthy, aren't you, pig?' Calvin snarled.
'Yes, sir!' Sylvia moaned as she crammed 3 fingers into her cunt and masturbated to a climax while Calvin lowered his trousers and massaged his 9-inched penis until he stained her dress.
Having done that, he pulled is trousers up, tossed a pair of $1-bills toward her, scornfully flipped her the bird and departed.
'Wow, your ass-hole needs my attention,' Troy noted as he grabbed Sylvia's hair, lifted her to her shoes, unbuttoned his jeans and bent her over.
He then thrust his 1o-inched tool into her bowels and started to roughly sodomize her.
'Fuck me, son!' she implored, though Troy didn't say a word.
Five minutes later, he shot his jizz into her anus and withdrew from her.
'You're a wonderful harlot,' he complimented her.
'Thank you, sir,' she murmured.
Nonetheless, she felt happy about Troy obliging her and never stop craving prostitution.
But that characterized such a wonderful harlot!
The End
Sylvia was a widow and a gorgeous, 38-y/o blonde with firm, medium-sized paps, svelte legs and a lovely tush inspiring male lust.
Because Troy, her 19-y/o son, was innocent-seeming,however, it didn't occur to her that he might indulge her morally-polluted desires which she detailed in her old-fashioned diary.
One Saturday afternoon in September, though, she forgot and left it in the living room while she was out shopping.
When Troy came home from playing basketball, he noticed it and happened to open it to its latest entry: - 'I realize my son will be startled to learn I'm a slut. Truthfully, nothing would please me more than drinking his piss, letting him call me bad names and I especially hope he'll pimp me.'
Astonished, Troy drove to Antonio, his Hispanic, 22-y/o friend's house and told him what he'd read.
'Are you serious?' Antonio asked.
'Yeah,' Troy replied,
'Your mom wants to turn tricks. Damn!' Antonio exclaimed.
'Right, and you can be her first john.'
'When and where?' Antonio inquired.
'I think it'd be awesome if she desecrated the Holy Sabbath, so tomorrow night at 12. Pretend you don't know you me,' Troy suggested.
'Okay,' Antonio agreed.
'Wait across the street and follow us down the alley,' Troy said.
'Sure.'
At 11:45, Troy grinned, 'I heard a rumor that you're a slut. Are you, mom?'
'Uhhh – yes, sir,' Sylvia blushed.
'Why not earn money by hooking?' Troy responded.
'As you wish, sir.'
'Okay. Wear high-heeled shoes, fishnets and a short dress,' Troy ordered before she obeyed.
However, Antonio stayed in the shadows while Troy escorted the trollop along the deserted alley until Antonio whistled and smirked, 'Is the fine lady for sale, dude?'
'How much is the lady worth?' Troy answered.
'Maybe 2 bucks,' Antonio said as he gave that amount to his friend.
'That's cheap,' Troy replied while Antonio unzipped his jeans to display his 11-inched pecker.
'Two dollars it is and I won't charge extra to make her swill your piss,' Troy smiled as he pushed his mom to her knees.
'Go ahead and stab your prick into her beautiful face,' he urged Antonio, followed by his buddy sinking his rod into her throat.
'Si, puta muy safada (yes, you very dirty whore)!' he muttered.
'Do your job, bitch!' Troy commanded.
'Uh-hmmm!' she verbally assented.
'Is she a good hustler?' Troy asked.
'Not bad,' Antonio said.
At that moment, a middle-aged white man (Calvin) suddenly appeared in the alley.
'Who's the woman?' he asked.
'A 2-bit whore,' Troy said.
'You mean only 2 dollars?' Calvin replied.
'That's right.'
'Then, I'll have her give me some head after this gentleman's finished.'
'Here it comes, stupid!' Antonio rasped as he unloaded in her gullet,
Next, he stepped back and pissed her oral potty.
'Did he really do that?' Calvin expressed his surprise.
'She loves cocktails,' Troy chuckled.
'Shit! Her mouth is too filthy to use! You're filthy, aren't you, pig?' Calvin snarled.
'Yes, sir!' Sylvia moaned as she crammed 3 fingers into her cunt and masturbated to a climax while Calvin lowered his trousers and massaged his 9-inched penis until he stained her dress.
Having done that, he pulled is trousers up, tossed a pair of $1-bills toward her, scornfully flipped her the bird and departed.
'Wow, your ass-hole needs my attention,' Troy noted as he grabbed Sylvia's hair, lifted her to her shoes, unbuttoned his jeans and bent her over.
He then thrust his 1o-inched tool into her bowels and started to roughly sodomize her.
'Fuck me, son!' she implored, though Troy didn't say a word.
Five minutes later, he shot his jizz into her anus and withdrew from her.
'You're a wonderful harlot,' he complimented her.
'Thank you, sir,' she murmured.
Nonetheless, she felt happy about Troy obliging her and never stop craving prostitution.
But that characterized such a wonderful harlot!
The End
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