OHGIRL: Homeless Summer

I had stumbled out of my apartment once again, stoned and dressed like a whore as I wandered down the street in the warm night air. It was the middle of summer and nearly 1 am when I got hungry and decided to go out for a bite. I had found a container in Shawn’s pile of clothing that had a few chunks of white material and I had smoked it just a short time earlier. I had tried PCP, crack, meth and a variety of regular d**gs before, but I had no idea what it was that I had smoked. My mind was racing, my pussy was wet and tingling and I was actually rather hungry. I was wearing only a slinky, little summer dress on with a pair of small heels, but I thought that I had looked sexy as I put on one of my wigs and some makeup to go out. I walked into a dollar store and grabbed some chips, cookies and a soda and went to the cashier. He rang it up for $7.45 and that’s when I realized that I had forgotten my purse and any type of money. I asked the guys if I could come by to pay later and they said no, they weren’t allowed to do that. I explained that I only lived 6 blocks away, but they said that I should go to get my purse and I knew that when I returned, they would be closed. The store closed at 1:30am and I was currently the only one there. That’s when I leaned over and showed off my cleavage and told them that I would do anything if they let it slide this time. They were both younger guys, one was a white college guy that worked there part time and the other was an eastern Indian guy who’s parents, I think, owned the store. They looked at one another and the Indian guy told his partner to go lock up. I slid behind the counter and got on my knees to begin unfastening his pants. His shriveled, uncircumcised cock fell out and soon found my mouth. He was leaning back against the counter as I sucked his brown prick and it grew in my mouth. His foreskin was tight and didn’t pull back from the head of his cock as he swelled up and my saliva coated his shaft. His fellow employee made it back and watched until I wiggled my finger at him to step closer and I undid his tight jeans. Back and forth I went, sucking each of their hard dicks, while I worked them with my hands and mouth. I’m sure they had never thought that someone would come by to give them sex for $7.45, but I was so stoned and hungry at the time that I didn’t care. I had fucked and sucked so many men in my life for money and for free that two more cocks wouldn’t matter. Since Shawn had returned into my life, I was high all the time and was making horrible decisions due to my altered mental state. Mikey had only seen me once in the last two months and he would have been very upset if he saw me now. I stood up and bent over the counter, lifting the back of my dress and spreading my legs wide. I reached back and grabbed my new Indian lover’s wet brown pole and guided him into my slick pussy. I was already very wet and he slid in with ease and began to pump my open slit. I patted the counter in front of me with my hands and told my other new friend to sit up on top in front of me. Soon I was sucking a hard white cock and getting a nice brown one driven into me from behind. The young white guy exploded in my mouth and I swallowed his sticky warm spunk and my belly growled in anticipation as it went down my throat. His friend began to quicken his pace and was soon filling my cunt with his middle eastern jizz. I grabbed my bag as they pulled up their pants and my dress dropped back into place as I thanked them and walked to the front of the store. The young white guy followed me up to let me out and I found a bus stop at which to sit and began to eat my snack. I sat there eating and watched a few people walking down the streets, coming from the bars and making their way home or to other destinations. The back of my dress was wet from the cum that had leaked from my just fucked hole, but I didn’t care. I was thinking of Mikey and Shawn and wishing I had one of them there for some company and fun. A street guy came up and sat next to me, reeking of alcohol and sweat and asked for some money, but I told him that I had none. He asked how I had paid for the food and I told him that I had sucked off and fucked the cashiers. He began laughing as I drank my soda and opened my bag of chips. He asked if he could have some, so I said yes and turned the bag of chips and cookies towards him, as I sat it on my lap He reached for them but went past and leaned over, his hand quickly going up my dress and his fingers sliding into my slippery, cum-coated opening. I tried to pull away, but was trapped on the bench as his arm went around my shoulders and he pushed me sideways and onto my back on the metal bench. I turned my head as his mouth came for mine and he began kissing and sucking on my neck. I was so stoned that I could barely respond to his aggressive behavior. Three of his fingers began to plunge in and out of me as his body climbed up on mine. He was wearing a pair of sweats and he pulled down on the waistband as he slid between my legs and my dress fell up around my waist. His cock quickly found my opening and slid in, his hips rapidly thrusting while he pulled the top of my dress down and began sucking on my right nipple. I tried to push him off, but my heel caught in the metal bench and my legs remained open for him to lie between. My soda can rolled across the sidewalk and fell into the street, it’s contents pouring out as I stared at it in a d**gged up haze. I felt him tense up and soon he hard cock was throbbing with what seemed like years of saved up cum. His warmth filled me and kept pouring into me as he shuddered and I felt blast after blast pumping away in my vagina. The thought of such a huge quantity of jizz made my pussy spasm and I began to thrust my hips up to meet his. His spunk poured from my crack, dripping onto the pavement through the metal grating of the bench. His face was beet red and he was grunting as he kept shooting forth more and more. He was holding his breath the entire time he came and his body was tensed up into a knot while his cock convulsed and vomited forth his pent up sexual contents. He finally began to breath and then moaned out as he relaxed and I felt more sperm oozing around his shaft and running down the crack of my ass. I grinded my hips into his as he laid on top of me and I felt his stiff prick began to soften as he sat up and pulled out of me. “Thank you honey.” he said as he pulled me up into a sitting position and put my boob back into the top of my dress. He kissed me on the cheek and then walked away. My cunt was full and now my dress was soaked as I sat there and grabbed my bag of chips and cookies and put them back into their bag for my walk home. I couldn’t believe that I had just gotten fucked by a homeless guy at a bus stop in the middle of the city and no one stopped or even saw us. Of course, it had only lasted about 2 minutes and it was nearly 2am. Cum ran down my legs as I staggered home and my thoughts of stopping to get a drink were squashed when red lights appeared behind me and a police car stopped to ask if I was alright. I must have been walking rather erratically for them to stop me and I was soon sitting in the back seat of the cruiser and being asked a bunch of questions. I had no ID, no purse or money and just a bag with chips and cookies and a pussy full of cum. They could see the cum on my legs and asked me if I had been working the streets that night. I said no, but one of the officers knew who I was and must have either been in Vice before or heard of me from someone in the department. I thought for sure someone from their division would show up and take me off to blow them or to fuck me for their pleasure, but my inability to answer most of their questions, except for my address, got them to drive me back to my condo a few blocks away. I passed out until the next morning when I woke up with the sheets stuck to my pussy with dried cum. I Showered and ate and soon I was cleaned up and rested for that afternoon, trying to contact Mikey to visit. His roommate said that he was out of town for an internship program. I’m sure he had told me about it weeks before, but I was probably high. I smoked a cigarette and then decided to finish off what was left of the d**gs I had smoked the night before. This time it was daylight when I wandered out of the door and debated if I could find another stranger who could fill my cunt like the night before. I knew I was a sex addict, but the thought of all of the cum pumping into me the night before just got my juices flowing. My stoned mind was racing and soon I was walking down to the lower part of town to a train trestle and bridge under which a lot of homeless men lived. I was heading down a dangerous path, but the d**gs had me thinking irrationally as I sauntered toward the strange smell wafting on the wind from that part of town. There were burned out barrels, old clothes and blankets, along with lots of trash littering the area around which about a dozen or more men sat and stood around. I noticed their stares as I made my way toward their little town of tents and boxes. I lit up a cigarette and smoked while I tried to find a place to sit or talk with someone. When I left my condo, the d**gs had made me horny and my cunt moist, but now I was nearly dripping as some of the men in the area made their way towards me to find out what I was doing here. They began gawking at the ebony girl in the miniskirt with the buttoned-down shirt, tied around her chest, and holding in her large, braless breasts. My heels weren’t particularly a good choice, but I’m sure that they were the sexiest choice. Not that it mattered with this group and if I had anything on in the next 10 minutes I would be amazed. Three of the bigger and more healthy looking guys surrounded me and bummed a cigarette. I questioned some of their mental and psychological stability, as a few of the nearby men just mumbled or talked around the crowd incoherently or speaking nonsense. We smoked and they asked me what I was doing and I told them that I was just walking and enjoying the weather. A couple more hands reached through them to get a cigarette too and I handed out a few more. One of the guys told me that they didn’t have any money and if I was there to sell myself, I had better look elsewhere. I told him that I wasn’t there as a hooker, so not to worry. One of the more dominant men invited me over to his lean-to, made from wood and tarp. He had an old, torn shower curtain hanging from the front and he held it opened as he invited me in to talk. About 5 or 6 other men followed us over but they kept their distance and they pulled up different things to sit on around the outside of his small, temporary home, as I looked out and smiled at them. The man told me his name was Cliff and he said that he thought I was pretty. I thanked him and he grabbed about three old blankets and balled them up for us to sit on. He sat next to me, staring as my skirt scrunched up and exposed my bald vagina. We both kept smoking and he mumbled a few things before he put his cigarette out and began to open my shirt. I was still smoking as he pulled out my tits and began to squeeze them, then he leaned forward and sucked on both of them as I blew out a puff of smoke. I heard shuffling outside his structure and saw a couple of the guys peering through the tear in the curtain. My free hand reached down to rub Cliffs crotch and I felt his large, hard erection pressing against his thread bare pants. He and his home smelled strongly of body odor and the sweat that occurred on hot summer days. If not for my cigarette, it may have overwhelmed me. He began to rub my labia as I took another puff and leaned back to let him explore. I kept stroking him through his pants and his fingers slid into my wet opening while I looked up at the men peering through the curtain. I took another drag from my cig when he stood up to release his trouser snake and he had it into my mouth before I could exhale. Smoke poured from my nose and around his long shaft as he slid deeper between my lips. Men began pushing around outside the hut and I heard them arguing about who could watch and who was next. “It’s been a long time he said.” as he moved his hips back and forth slowly fucking my mouth. After about 5 strokes, he filled my mouth with a huge load of hot cum. I kept stroking him and it kept oozing out and down my throat as I swallowed one gulp after another. The strength and the enormity of his pulsating blasts filled my mouth between each swallow. Soon he was finished and I had barely gotten his cock out of my mouth when the curtain parted and 5 or 6 unkempt and homeless looking men burst through the plastic liner of a door and began to vie for position in front of me. Cliff squeezed out of the commotion and left his lean-to for the safety of the outdoors. The first man to me pushed me onto my back and was pulling his pants down as the others watched. My shirt was open and my breasts were out while they all stared and I spread my legs and pulled my skirt up around my waist. I was able to take one more puff from my cigarette before my new partner mounted me and began to fuck me in earnest. I crushed my burning cig into the dirt when I felt his cock slip in and ran my fingers down the old shirt he was wearing, thrusting upward to take him as deeply as I could. He drove his thick, pole into me three times before he burst and I felt my vagina fill. I was wishing that he would have fucked me longer, but he was off of me fairly quickly as another took his place. A second hard tool slid into my cum-bucket, this one pumping me for a while longer before exploding. A third male knelt between my legs and pulled me onto his long cock. He was rather large and I bucked my hips as he held on, sitting on his calves and holding onto my hips, his knees digging into the ground while he jammed his cock into my sloppy hole. I sat on his throbbing boner while he emptied his full nut sack into my cunt. Semen was pouring from my gaping hole and another 4 men lined up outside of the opening of the wooden shelter. I squinted as the light shone past their sweaty bodies and order seemed to have prevailed once they realized all of them would get some of the young girl that made it to their camp that day. The large silhouette of the next man shaded my eyes as his dropped his drawers and stuffed his cock into my mouth. He was a little rough as he held onto my head and humped my face, then flipped me onto my stomach and slid into me from behind. He laid on top of me, grinding his large belly and groin into my ass, while his cock reached between my legs and pumped my pussy. I was grunting and groaning as he pulled back on my hair and drove his dick deeper into me. He filled my well used hole with more baby batter and then another stiff prick took me from behind. The man pulled me up onto my knees and he held onto my hips as he drove his cock hard and fast. He slipped out of my cum filled cunt during one of his deep strokes and when he plunged back in he pushed hard and missed, his long, slippery dick driving deep, instead, into my ass. I let out a low moan and he just kept on fucking me until he filled my ass with a clump of thick jizz. 14 different men entered the wooden structure that hot afternoon and all of them left me laying their covered in sweat and filled with spunk. The blankets I was laying on were soaked and, except for three of the men, two whom had ejaculated in my mouth and one in my ass, all had emptied themselves into my wide open and generous cunt. A lit cigarette hung from my mouth as I gingerly walked back across town to my condo. My pussy was a little sore and I smelled of sweat and body odor from the afternoon of fucking in the cramped little hut. Cum was slogging around inside of me and running down my thighs as I enjoyed my smoke on the way back. I hadn’t tied my shirt too well and my left breast and nipple was showing freely to those that watched me walk by, still buzzed from the pipe of narcotics I had smoked earlier in the day. Some of the men had sucked on my tits and neck as they had fucked me and I had 5 or 6 sucker bites running down both sides of my neck and a few across my tits and chest. I looked just like the street whore that I was that day, but my sexual appetite had been quenched with lots of jizz and now it was time to go home to sl**p. I didn’t even bother to shower as I fell into bed and put my final cigarette of the day out, into the ashtray on my bedside table. I awoke the next morning remembering my day of lust and smelling like armpits and old cum. I showered and relived my slutty day of my uterus being filled with the sperm of nearly a dozen homeless street men. The thought caused me to rub my clit until I finally came from the shower head blasting my labia. The next two weeks found me wandering back to their shanty town three more times before Mikey and Shawn both came back into town. I’m not sure what my d**g addled mind was thinking, but the men became accustomed to my biweekly visits and they kept their lines orderly and their behavior under control when they saw me walking down the street their way. They seemed to smile more when I was there and there seemed to be 5 or 6 different guys that joined in on the fun, that must have missed it the time before. I was a cum queen for those couple of weeks that summer, but I would soon fall under Shawn’s sway again and he would have me fucking more men than I had in the previous 6 years when he became my d**g dealer and pimp.