Men With Big Dicks Vanessa’S Dissonance
6 March 2008
“You’re no whore!”"Is this what you want?” she asked teasingly and the men nodded not being able to say anything.He had to stop on a red traffic light right across a warehouse he had worked in some years ago. But now it was shut down too. In front of it, a woman caught his eye. She was obviously a hooker wearing an extremely short red leather miniskirt slit up at the side, black platform high heels and a black boob tube without any straps that was only held up by her breasts. These breasts made his jaw drop. They were at least D cups, and he had never seen a hooker with such great looking tits. She had long dark almost auburn red jet hair that flowed down her shoulders. She leaned against the warehouse wall with one foot pushed back against it in a most notorious hooker-fashion and smoked a cigarette drawing on it with her luscious red lips. The cig was held by her long fingers with black polished nails. Although she was dressed like a cheap hooker, she didn’t seem to fit into the scene. With the smoke waving in front of her face, she appeared more like a dancer in a cabaret back in the 1930s - wicked but untouchable.Due to her high demands, they already had a minus on their bank account and Vanessa had just quit a temporary job as waitress in a trucker restaurant near the highway. She hadn’t liked serving people from the minute she had walked inside. She always considered herself to be the one getting served, not the one serving others.Two years ago, Vanessa Laren had been a 25 year old young woman living together with her boyfriend Mark in a small apartment. It was all they were able to afford as they were both unemployed. She had just finished her apprenticeship as secretary but her company hadn’t offered her a subsequent job. Unfortunately, her marks hadn’t been very high, her arrogant attitude standing in the way of getting along well with her boss. Until now, she hadn’t received a single answer to any of the job applications she had sent away. Walter couldn’t believe what he was seeing next as the cop sat down on the driver seat with his legs out of the car pulling out a sandwich and starting to eat it.This is my first ever written story and I’m not a native English speaker. So I hope you may forgive some wrong use of punctuation, etc. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.Chapter 01Vanessa started to get suspicious. This sounded more than weird. The man nodded his head and went on saying “We are very sorry. You seem to be a very eager young lady who would fit in very well with our company but your marks aren’t meeting our standards.”That was what they really wanted her to be. They wanted her to suck and fuck all of them.
She hated the life she was living at the moment. She didn’t want to live in the rundown apartment anymore, she didn’t want to watch out for her money and most importantly she never wanted to get back to the trucker restaurant as a waitress.
