Mofos – Public Pick Ups – Cute British Chick Needs Cash, Alessa Savage
Alessa Savage, a cutie young British chick with a naughty glint in her eye, stands on the busy London street corner looking a bit lost. Her short pleated skirt and tight-fisted sweater leave little to the imagination, hinting at the naughty young woman underneath. With a huff, she tugs at her short blonde cut and begins her desperate search, hoping to catch a generous man’s eye.
Smiling coyly, Alessa approaches the first man she spots, putting an extra shake in her hips. “Ey m8, I’m in a bit of a sticky situation,” she purrs, batting her lashes. “I’ve got nowhere to kip tonight and absolutely no sustenance.” She pouts her glossy lips. “Any chance you could help a girl out?”
The man openly appraises Alessa, his eyes lingering on her creamy cleavage. He loves the way she plays up her cute British accent and her wide-eyed, innocent expression. “What exactly did you have in mind, beautiful?” he asks, voice dripping with suggestion.
Alessa leans in close, her sweet scent washing over him. “Oh, I’m sure an accomplished man like you can get creative,” she breathes, grazing his chest with her fingers. “I’m a very willing girl, ya know. Do with me what you wish…” Her offer hangs in the air between them, dense with unspoken possibilities.
The man grins and wraps an arm around Alessa’s slender waist, pulling her against him so she can feel his growing interest. “I like the way you think, love. But I warn you, I’m not opposed to a bit of risk. Are you certain you can handle me?”
Alessa licks her lips, eyes flickering down to the bulge in his trousers before darting back up. “I reckon I can handle anything you throw my way, sugar,” she says, a wicked smile spreading across her rosebud mouth. “Surprise me.”
And so begins the sordid tale of this impromptu public tryst, the raven-haired beauty a willing partner in the man’s depraved fantasies. He leads her off the street and into an alley, pressing her up against the rough brick wall. His hands roam her curves as she arches into him, small whimpers escaping that add fuel to his lust.
Alessa shivers as he yanks up her tiny skirt and fills his palms with the rounded globes of her ass. She gasps when he shoves a thick finger into her dripping folds, pumping it in and out before pulling it free to circle her tight rosebud. “Yes…” she hisses, “Play with me, fill me, use me…”
The man grins darkly, freeing his rigid cock. He rubs the swollen head against her slick entrance, teasing her, before slamming inside her welcoming heat with a low groan. He sets a brutal pace, fucking Alessa with sharp, deep thrusts that have her shrieking into his shoulder. He pinches her nipple hard through her sweater, drawing another keening cry from her.
When Alessa clenches around him, her pussy fluttering wildly, he knows she’s close. He reaches between them to strum her sensitive clit, three fingers working her hard. “That’s it, love. Scream for me…” he grunts as she writhes in his arms.
Her orgasm mushrooms through her, clamping down on his pistoning cock. He groans savagely, hips stuttering before he slams deep and spills inside her, pumping her full of his seed. They stay entwined as they come down, chests heaving, pulses racing.
After, the man tucks himself away and straightens his clothes. He makes no move to offer Alessa any money, enjoying the answering flush that spreads across her cheeks. She did exactly as she was told and enjoyed every illicit second of it. Perhaps Alessa will remember this lesson the next time she seeks out a wealthy benefactor…
