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I’ve been seeing the same stripper for 12 years. Over the past four years our get togethers are almost exclusively outside the club. She had a serious drug problem since before I met her and with the exception of a few 3 to 6 month respites on methadone she’s maintained a $200 per day habit. I had a glimpse of her personal hell one time when I criticized her for putting drugs before family and she turned to me with tears in her eyes and cried out, “Do you think I like living this way?”
About 2 years ago she moved out of New England and settled in FL. She fell in and out of love with a guy and we talked or texted almost every day. About a month ago she decided to move back to New England and I offered her my spare room. I’m 75 and widowed and she’s 35 and in my opinion still as beautiful as she was at 23.
One unusual feature of our relationship is my voyeurism and her exhibitionism.
On more than one occasion I’ve paid to watch her have sex with other men. Following these trysts she’ll give me a blow by blow recounting of her thoughts, feelings and emotions. Sometimes with her getting into her fantasies as well.
She drove 3 days coming “home”. Through prior arrangement she was able to get methadone in 2 stops along the way. Back in New England she went to the proscribed clinic and they knew nothing. Someone at her Florida clinic had dropped the ball and not communicated properly. She has an abject fear of getting sick from withdrawal. Whether the fear is justified or not, it’s her reality. She also knows the hassle of getting started at a clinic & it was the weekend and she knew she couldn’t get any methadone so a phone call to an old dealer and..... the inevitable happened.
So we began the process of getting back into a clinic: Covid testing, physical exam, interviews and all of a sudden it’s going to take two weeks. Her car broke down and I won’t let her drive mine so I’m the chauffeur for 9 or 10 days. She was referred to a new dealer by a friend and when we met the guy she and I drove into a pretty down and out neighborhood, parked the car and all of a sudden he hopped into my backseat. He was a young black man, handsome, with a spiel that ran nonstop.
My ATF was wearing a loose fitting diaphanous dress and I watched her as she interacted with him. I knew she was braless and I swear she hunched her shoulders forward flashing him with a peak of her tits. She then pivoted on the front seat and hiked her dress up giving him a straight on shot of her thong. Her face beamed as they exchanged drugs for money. As he reached into his cardboard box where he carried the heroin, he flashed a peek of a Glock handgun. Then he was gone. She said to me, “I don’t think he needs a gun. I’ll bet he’s got a cannon in his pants. He’s cute.”
Two days later we visited his lair again. I know they’d been on the phone a couple of times but as we pulled into his street we ran into a police roadblock. I detoured and she called him and he gave us a new pickup point.
We got there and an older man said he was the guy’s father and held the rear door open as his son jumped in back and laid down. He directed us where to go and as I drove he described how his sister was dealing and a guy they knew hit her and took $400 worth of product. He said,”So I shot him in the ass. Twice. He’ll live. He’s a pussy though and might rat me out” well this little story got my ATF all excited. We’ve talked for years about her always being drawn to “bad boys” and this sure was one in the flesh. A heavy rain was falling and he had me park and told my co-pilot to jump in the back and the bartering began. I was listening to the radio and not paying attention, when I got tapped on my shoulder and she said, “What do you think of this?” as I turned she was holding his fully erect dick. It was big ( she says 10”; I’d guess 9.) It was thick. She couldn’t get her hand around it. She was talking about his dick and I asked her, “Could you fit it in your mouth?” She sure tried. His sweatpants were around his ankles when my iPhone started filming. She did stop to say to him, “Don’t cum in my mouth.” He frowned but she already had his huge balls in her left hand and her head was bobbing like a chicken.
I found it interesting that he, though seated, got into a rhythm of short thrusts while she varied the tempo, ranging from frantic stroking while sucking on the top 3 or 4 inches to a slower more leisurely pace involving licking, running her long fingernails ( I paid $68 for those nails) across his balls, kissing the head of his dick and in effect worshipping his cock. He did put one hand on the top of her head but wasn’t face fucking her in the least. It was her show and he was the most appreciative member of her audience.
I pretty much just took pictures for about 5 or 6 minutes then switched to video. The interplay between them was interesting - I hadn’t pegged him as religious, but he was calling out to God every minute or two. She lifted her head once and replied to his question, “I’m not jumping on that here. I’d have to lay down and you’d have to put it in slowly but I think I could get it in.”
Another time she muttered that she wished she could get it all in her mouth.
Then I overheard him whisper, “I’m cumming.” and she lifted her head as the first spurt hit the headliner. The second was thick and plopped right on the seat between his legs. She kept her hand stroking throughout and his issue was thick, yellow, and flowed all over her hand. I suggested she lick her fingers but fortunately he had had a towel over his head in the rain and they were able to clean up. We were at his house and he went in. We sat for a few minutes and reviewed what had just happened. “I could date that guy.” she said. Two nights later she went by herself and met him at a hotel. As she left I told her that if anything good happens to take pictures. She had 2 hours travel time and was gone 5 hours.
The next night, no mention of him. Just posing for pictures by yours truly for a new kid 1000 miles away. The next day we looked at the video together and she seemed proud of her “performance”. She commented that she’d done a pretty good job of it. I told her that she’d given me the best blowjob of my life. She nodded and said, “ Lots of guys tell me that.”

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misterorange

I can't wait for the sequel.

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Not an Article. Should be posted on Discussion Board pls submit to voyeurdick.com

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