It was a couple years ago. I just turned 21. Which meant i didnt need my fake id anymore. I wanted to party and was feeling really horny right from when i woke up.

There was this bar about an hour away i went to. Made a name for myself there. Even by 21. I blew half the regular bar flys and a bunch of randoms. The owner fucked each of my holes by this point. Partly why i kept going. He made sure i was never id'd. Started going there when i was 19. 

Annnyways...so i pulled up. Took a couple shots in my car. Wasnt sure who was there and if i was gonna get many drinks bought for me. I walked in and i noticed a few new faces. Which made me happy. I was wearing this super thin and tight leopard print dress. It was really short, with some heels, black g string and the matching bra.

I was totally over dressed for that place but thats how i always dressed going there. 

I went up to the bar and chatted with a few regulars there. Nothing specialbfor the first hour while i got a good buzz. Which made me even hornier. Liquid courage aswell.

So i walked up to one of the new faces. Was a man, maybe late 50s, early 60s. Said his name was joseph, to call him joe for short. We chatted some more and he never bought me a drink which i thought was odd. I bought us some. Then a couple more rounds. We slowly started flirting when one of the regulars walked over and warned him, "you better watch her, she can be a lot of fun" 

I blew that regular a few months before. 

So after that comment the flirting started. Which got me more horny and by now i was pretty drunk. I remember pretending to lose my balance and put my hand to his crotch. Which was when i noticed he was wearing track pants and was semi hard. I went to the bathroom and came back with my dress hiked up my ass was almost out.

I caught him trying to sneak a peek. I pretended like i didnt see. Chatting a bit more. We got to the topic of sex. I told him i was into older men. And my hand went to his knee. By now im super drunk and super horny. My hand went to his crotch and he was still semi hard. I asked if he wanted to go to his car. He said he didnt drive there. 

I invited him to mine. He said he had to piss quick then he will be back. In no time he was back. I paid my bill while he was gone. And we left for my car. 

Within eye sight i saw a few men standing at a truck a few vechiles down from mine. I told him not enough privacy.

So i took his hand and walked him behind the bar. To a little spot behind 2 dumpsters I used before. 

We started to kiss. His tongue darted in my mouth and i could taste beer and cigarettes. It was kissing an ashtray. But he was holding me tight. His hands grabbing my ass and lifting my dress so it was over my waist. He pulled hard and he took my strapless bra and my dress and pulled them both down exposing my tiny tits.

He leaned me back like we were dancing. Still tongue locked. His hand went to my pussy and he noticed how wet i really was. 1 finger slipped in easily. Playing with me he got me super wet and i was moaning into the kiss. And it all stopped. He pulled me upright. Stopped kissing me and just stared at me. Looking me up and down. While he groped his cock through his pants. I could barely see him. He was standing the darkest part of that little hiding spot. No street lights could hit us.

 The next thing i feel was his hand playing with my hair beside my ear. Moving to the back of my head. Quickly he grabbed a handful and pulled me down to my knees. 

"Pull down my pants"he demanded. So i did so. And his cock flopped out. Still semi hard. Uncut. About 4". Which ended up being maybe 6 when he was fully hard.

I couldnt see a thing. I was there in the alley behind 2 dumpsters on my knees probably in garbage inches from a strangers cock with my ass and tits out.

He pulled my head into his cock. I felt it hit my nose and i gagged a little. It smelt horrible. But my inner slut opened my mouth and in it went. He pushed my head all the way down and held it there. It wasnt hard to keep down my throat except for the taste and smell. Plus his pubes were tickling my nose. Pump after pump he held my head there as he fuck my mouth until he was rock hard.  Then he grabbed my head with both hands and really started to get rough. Calling me names. Like whore and slut. Which only made me suck harder. 

It didnt take long before he held my face and said drink it all bitch. And i felt the warm load shoot into my mouth. Pulling his cock out and slapping my face a couple times. I gagged on the cum. Some fell out onto my chest. I swallowed what was in my mouth and looked up. His pants were up and he was lighting a smoke walking away. Thanks whore he said. And just left me there. On my knees. Tits exposed with cum on my chest. I rubbed my pussy until i had a small orgasm.

Standing up i pulled my dress back down over my ass and up over my tits. And walked back into the bar. One of the bar flys pointed to my chest where the cum was. I forgot about it. I went into the girls room again and cleaned up a little. I was just about to sit at the bar and get a drink when i heard that one regular from earlier laugh and call my name over to him.

He asked if i blew that man as well. I said yes. Made a joke about him fucking my face more than anything. He laughed and said.

"Well katie, how does it feel to be a slut for the homeless"

My face went white as he explained more. I couldnt believe it. Was i that drunk. Was i that horny? Why the fuck am i still turned on?

I went home and fucked my mouth with one toy and my pussy with the other. Waves of orgasms came over me.

Thinking about joe the homeless fucking my mouth...

I have quite a few more slut stories from the past 5 years. Let me know if you liked this. If so maybe ill write some more Xoxo katie.