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Naive Neighbor
Naive Neighbor
Naive Neighbor
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Naive Neighbor

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The stories in this anthology have all been published as individual stories.
Naughty hooker brought up hard
Student grabbed by the landlord and fucked hard
Naive neighbor manipulated and brutally fucked
Pop star fucked vigorously by older lesbian
Slid Over - Blonde slut fucked hard and used as a sled
Naughty bitch used and trained by older man
 Please do not read if you are under the age of 18
All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.


 

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRICHARD WAD
Release dateJan 15, 2023
ISBN9798215361719
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    Naughty hooker brought up hard

    Student grabbed by the landlord and fucked hard

    Naive neighbor manipulated and brutally fucked

    Pop star fucked vigorously by older lesbian

    Slid Over - Blonde slut fucked hard and used as a sled

    Naughty bitch used and trained by older man

    Naive Neighbor

    Bethy Kable

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    The content contained within this book may not be reproduced, duplicated, or transmitted without direct written permission from the author or the publisher.

    Under no circumstances will any blame or legal responsibility be held against the publisher, or author, for any damages, reparation, or monetary loss due to the information contained within this book. Either directly or indirectly.

    Note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

    Please do not read if you are under the age of 18

    All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

    Naughty hooker brought up hard

    Here I am a person, here I can be, Hermann thought to himself as he drove his car over the teenage strip. This was his absolute favorite place, fresh meat on every corner, well staged, half-naked ass cheeks, girl's tits that almost fell out of the tops. Lots of young things freezing in the cold to get banged hard by old farts like him. And that for a ridiculous amount of pocket money.

    Sure, you had to know your way around and be a bit careful. There were a lot of desperate girls here who would do anything for money. On the one hand, that was very gratifying, because they allowed themselves to be sexually abused, which they would probably have refused if their economic situation were better, but it could become difficult if one of the hookers thought that she should rather attack her client than fuck him .

    But Hermann had been in this milieu for many years and had a good eye. And besides, he had a good stick with him, should one of them dare to cum on him, but she would be in for a nasty surprise.

    He drove very slowly down the street, at most walking pace, after all he wanted to see what was on offer today. Oh man, he thought to himself, with some of the girls he really didn't understand who else was taking them. With some of these junkie chicks he thought he wouldn't even fuck them if they paid him for it instead of the other way around.

    You had to stick with other girls, the ones who were desperate enough to offer their little ass here but not so chewed up and spat out by life that you could see the drug addiction and STDs from twenty yards away.

    Hermann was a man who rarely felt pangs of conscience. The world was the way it was, everyone had their place and could try to get a better one themselves, it was a free country, nobody forced these sluts to sell themselves here. At least not for most of them.

    That was actually one of the nice things about here, there were practically no pimps, the girls were on their own account. On the one hand, this meant that the prices were low and, on the other hand, that you didn't have to fear any trouble if you tackled the little things a little harder.

    And Hermann liked that very much. He liked to make the cunts squeak and whine and demand everything from them. A girl didn't want to be taken anally? All you had to do was wave a bill in front of them and do a little persuasion and such misunderstandings could be cleared up easily.

    On some days, Hermann wanted a shy woman who hadn't been around very often and who would do anything with her, even the foreign women had their charm. But today it should be a bitch again. Hermann had had some of his hottest adventures here with naughty little teen cunts who thought they could open their mouths and take it all. Hermann loved to stuff such hookers' mouths and many other things.

    And then the right one ran in front of the gun.

    Hey dude, do you want me to suck you off? the girl asked him as he stopped next to her and lowered the window a bit.

    You could ask something nicer, said Hermann, he wanted to test whether she was in the mood she looked, because outwardly she was very promising. She was wearing worn out sneakers, skinny, ripped jeans and a tight top. She had tied her long brown hair into a ponytail that was set so high that one could not help but understand it as a handle for a blowjob. She was covered in makeup and was seriously sucking on a lollipop. This wasn't a seasoned hooker, this was a naughty student who was either looking for adventure or short on money or both.

    And you could answer my question, you old bastard!

    There was a pleasant rumble in Hermann's trousers. She was exactly what he wanted right now and besides, he even believed that an all-round treatment from him might not even harm her. There was obviously a lack of education.

    Come on, get in, said Hermann.

    One blow is twenty euros, said the young thing.

    It's ok, come on, in with you, Hermann said greedily.

    She gave him another skeptical look, but then opened the passenger door, dropped into the sentence and slouched in it. She had put on cheap perfume and painted her fingernails, all perfect for Hermann.

    Pretty scrap car, she said spitefully.

    Well, some whores work well in an apartment, others are on the line, Hermann replied.

    Haha, very funny, said the teen whore, I'm not really a whore, I just need some money right now. I screwed up and got a fine and I don't want to borrow from my parents.

    It's really fascinating what's going on in your life, but how about you take care of my cock instead of talking around here stupidly, Hermann gave her verbally.

    Hey, I won't let you talk to me like that, ok?, the pretty girl snapped back, otherwise I'll get out right away.

    It's clear, said Hermann, then let's just stop talking and get to my balls with you.

    Hermann drove away from the line extra quickly. If she really got out now, she would first have to walk two or three kilometers back in the cold, she wouldn't do that to herself.

    Tell me your name first, Hermann said.

    Trixie, said the little one.

    Trixie, alright, Hermann said, turning into a deserted industrial area where they would have their peace.

    He had her ID shown to him, you always had to be on the safe side, he really didn't want to have that kind of trouble. The little bitch had turned 18 two weeks ago, Hermann and his friend in his pants were very happy.

    He stopped the car and Trixie bent down on his lap and fiddled with his belt.

    What do you think you're doing, Trixie? Hermann asked.

    Well, I'll get your cock out, I can hardly blow through your pants, she said snotty.

    No, but above all you probably don't seriously intend to go to my cock with your clothes on, do you? Hermann asked.

    Hey, why, we only agreed to have a blowjob, Trixie objected.

    You haven't been in this business that long, have you? Hermann asked condescendingly, a hooker undresses before doing anything with the customer. So go ahead, get those clothes off.

    What nonsense, said Trixie, that's not true.

    Do you want to earn twenty euros or not? Hermann asked.

    Great, said Trixie, pulling the top right over her head. Apparently she was a woman of action. Next she struggled with her jeans, it wasn't easy getting them down her hips as they were tight, but she managed and then sat there in her thong and bra.

    You should get naked, said Hermann, are you hard of hearing, or what?

    Whoa, that sucks, Trixie said, but then she removed her bra and her panties.

    So, satisfied? she asked Hermann angrily.

    Yes with your tits, but not with your attitude, said Hermann, come on, let me touch you.

    Hey! Trixie yelled when Hermann simply reached out and grabbed her tits with both hands. She moved away from him and slapped his hands away.

    Are you stupid?, she asked, we only agreed on blowjobs.

    Nice tits, said Hermann, but well, if you don't know how to joke, then off to the tail. But then you don't have to think that I'm going to be nice to you.

    Trixie glared at him.

    Bum! she murmured, leaning over to Hermann and unzipping him. Without further ado, she took his cock out of his pants, wrinkled her nose for a moment and then began to suck with a disgusted face.

    Hermann liked to give these teen sluts a little challenge, so he didn't shower for two days before coming here. The girls' expressions when they had to reach his crossbar were just too entertaining.

    Trixie, you're going to hurt your back, Hermann said, grabbing her hips and placing her on the passenger seat with her bare ass sticking up.

    What's that supposed to mean? Trixie asked, I won't let you grab me here. And besides, you could have taken a shower, your cock stinks ten meters against the wind.

    Blow more, talk less, said Hermann simply and pushed Trixie's head back into his lap. She snorted once, but I guess she was okay with just doing her job and not talking to Hermann anymore.

    He left her alone for now. She really wasn't bad, she probably had some experience in the school toilet, good Trixie didn't look like a wallflower. Hermann couldn't quite make up his mind where to put his eyes and hands. He had placed one hand on her head to hold her down, not because she was about to raise her head, just out of principle. And with the other, he soon couldn't help but lean in toward the passenger seat and smack Trixie hard on the outstretched buttocks.

    That slapped beautifully and then Trixie jerked her head up.

    Hey, what kind of person are you? she asked, didn't I just tell you to keep your hands off me?

    "I just

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