Posted 20030418 to alt.sex.stories.moderated.
Judy Tries It Out (MF,prostitution)
by Philip Harris

Judy nervously took her place at the end of the line of 
girls waiting across the street from the Hamburg police 
station.  The other girls all looked at her, a stranger, 
with unfriendly eyes.  Judy was careful to stand exactly 
five feet to the left of the nearest girl, and exactly in 
line with them, and exactly three feet back from the 
sidewalk.

As the first man approached, Judy readied herself to step 
forward, but at the last moment she lost her nerve.  The 
girl to her right seized the initiative, stepping exactly 
one big step forward and saying "Sie mögen mich?," Do you 
like me?, to the man.  He nodded his head no, and as she 
stepped back into line the next girl stepped forward an 
asked the same question.  

The man paused farther down the line, to speak with one of 
the girls, who answered him.  Judy could only make out his 
reply of "Zu viel," Too much.  The girl said something 
else.  He answered, "gut," okay, and the two of them walked 
off together.  Judy moved to the right as the line closed 
on the newly-vacated space.

"Do you like me?" the girl to Judy's right said suddenly.  
Judy hadn't even seen the customer coming.  From his 
clothes he was obviously American.  The "Do you like me's" 
continued down the line, but nobody got this customer.

Seeing another potential customer, Judy stepped forward and 
said, "Do you like me?" but the other girls laughed.  He 
was obviously a German.  Judy was pulled roughly backward 
by the next girl, who stepped forward with her "Sie mögen 
mich?"  He accepted whatever she had offered, and they 
walked away together quickly.  

In the next twenty or thirty minutes Judy learned how to 
step forward aggressively, speak her greeting, and then 
step backward promptly if the prospect didn't reply 
favorably.  She also learned only to approach men who made 
eye contact with her.  Those who kept their eyes straight 
as they walked passed the line of girls, weren't 
approached.

After nearly an hour of rejections Judy was beginning to 
think she was a failure at her new, temporary trade.  She 
was now near the middle of the line.  Other girls had 
joined at the end.  The line held girls of many ages.  Some 
were certainly too young.  Others were pretending to be.

"Wieviel?" the man said.  For a moment Judy was speechless.  
He'd asked her, "How much?"  

"Fünfzig Euros," Judy answered, speaking from rote, 
imitating what she'd overheard other successful girls say.  
She had no idea how much or how little money that might be.

"Ja gut," he answered, words that Judy recognized meant 
that he'd just agreed to be her price.

"Um, I don't speak any German," Judy told him as they 
walked up the Reeperbahn.

"Ich verstehe nicht Englisch," he replied.  Judy could only 
guess that he'd told her he didn't understand English.

"Wieviel ohne Schutz?" he then asked.  Judy shook her head 
no, to indicate that she didn't understand him.  "Ich 
wünsche Sie ohne ein condom," he then said.

"Yes," Judy said, nodding her head in agreement, "yes, 
please let's use a condom."

Judy took him to the small room that she'd rented for the 
evening.  The room door didn't lock, and inside were only a 
mid-sized bed and a small wash basin.  The window curtain 
was thin, tattered, and didn't close to cover the whole 
window.  She pulled on the cord, and the whole window shade 
crashed to the floor.  It was starting to get dark, and 
Judy could see directly into the window of the next 
building, where a man and woman were watching television.

"Hier ist es," Judy's customer said, handing her a 50 Euro 
note.  Judy wasn't sure if she was supposed to give back 
change or not, so she just tucked the note into her purse, 
pulling out a wrapped condom.

"Kein condom," he said, shaking his head no.

"This is the only kind I have," Judy apologized.

"Nein," he said.

Oh, Judy knew that nein meant no.  No condom.  That wasn't 
what she wanted to agree too, but she was handicapped by 
her limited knowledge of the language.  

"Okay," she said, not knowing anything else she could say.  
Judy pulled her sundress off her body.  She which was 
completely bare beneath.  His hands were on her breasts 
before she was even naked.

"Oh you like those!" Judy teased pleasantly.  "Oh, no, 
gently," she urged, as he stuck a rough finger up into her.  
"Ah, ah, okay, okay.  Like this," she said, taking his hand 
with hers and guiding his fingers to more gentle action.  
"Yes, okay, that's good," she said.

"No teeth," she pleaded, gently pushing his head from her 
breast.  He'd bitten her nipple.  He reached out and 
pinched her nipple sharply, grinning.

"Yes, yes, that's too rough," she said, stepping backward 
as he reached out again.  She pinched her own nipple, 
carefully, and then mimed being hurt.

But he paid no attention to Judy's pleas.  He was much 
stronger than her, and so she simply had to submit to his 
rough handling when he pulled her back to him.  She started 
undressing him, wanting to get something softer than his 
finger inside her.  His finger felt like sandpaper.

He sat down on the bed, and in an instant he surprised Judy 
by picking her up and turning her upside down over his 
knee, and then ramming a thick finger deep into her butt 
hole.  Judy almost scream in alarm, but at the last moment 
she managed to turn her scream into a false squeal of 
pleasure for him.

"OH-, mögen Sie dieses?" he said.  He pulled his finger out 
and rammed it back into her hard, several times.  His 
other, very calloused hand, reached beneath her and took 
her right breast.

Judy squirmed off of his finger and dropped to her knees 
between his legs, unzipping his pants, pulling down his 
boxers, and taking his cock into her mouth as quickly as 
she could.  She wanted to get his mind onto other things.

That worked.  His cock rose almost immediately.  He grunted 
some noises, but Judy wasn't sure if he was giving 
directions in German or simply expressing pleasure.

Okay, Judy thought, bobbing her head in his lap and making 
deliberately loud slurping sounds, so this is how to get 
control of a man.  With her hands on him, she had more 
control than when he'd been handling her.  His cock was 
bigger than any those of any boyfriends she'd had.  She 
couldn't get it all into her mouth, so she licked its 
length and stroked her fingers along it.  Like a fat German 
sausage, she thought.  Yes, she had control of everything 
now.  She still had the condom in one of her hands, so she 
tore the wrapper with her teeth.

"Kein condom.  Kein condom," he said, but she put the 
condom into her mouth, and then used her lips and tongue to 
unroll it onto his cock.

He was still sitting up on the side of the bed, so she put 
her hand on his chest and pushed him firmly backward, 
feeling a little guilty when she heard his head clonk 
against the far wall, but that didn't seem to bother the 
big doofus.  All of his feeling was in his cock now, Judy 
figured.

She mounted him then, climbing up onto the bed, over him, 
and guiding his cock between her legs and into her with her 
hand as she lowered herself down into a sitting position 
over him.  Judy lifted her hands and placed them behind her 
head, holding her hair up.  She deliberately bounced her 
breasts for him as she slid up and down on his cock, giving 
him a strip show and a fuck, all in one.  He moaned 
enthusiastically.  Each time Judy dropped herself onto him 
it was with nut-crushing force; she smiled at the secret 
thought of squishing the cum out of his balls.

"Ich cumming, ich cumming," he said, and Judy didn't need 
to know his language in order to understand him.  She 
reached between her legs and brought herself off with some 
quick fingering while he was still solid inside her.

Judy washed herself off quickly afterwards, by splashing 
some water between her legs from the little sink.  She 
handed him some rough brown paper towels to clean himself 
with, but she didn't touch the used condom he handed toward 
her; that was his problem to deal with.

She led him down to street level, kissed him quickly on the 
side of his cheek, and said "Thank you" in her sweetest 
voice.  As soon as he started walking away Judy checked her 
watch.  Thirty-eight minutes.  She knew that the 
experienced girls were getting back to the line in only 
thirty minutes.  Well, Judy thought, she was in Germany for 
a two-week vacation and she had three more nights here in 
Hamburg in which to improve.

-end-

More stories by Philip Harris can be found on http://www.asstr.org/~pharris/.
