It's me again, Rita. I think you will enjoy this story that I am about to tell you. I have to admit, I like this new job of mine. I haven't had this much hard cock in a long time. I would have to say, I am an up and cumming working girl. Sorry for the bad joke, I thought it was kind of funny.

I woke up as I normally do. I always get up around six o'clock. This was I can read the newspaper while the headlines are still fresh. I don't know why I am in such a habit though. By the time the newspaper is printed, sometimes the headlines are outdated. But, it is something to do first thing in the morning.

I read the newspaper and ate something. I went into my office and did some work. I sold a few houses today. I also sold a big piece of land on the west side of town. I hear they might be putting a new mall over there. I don't care what they do with it, as long as their check doesn't bounce.

I was feeling pretty horny. I hadn't worked the street in almost a week. I was starting to feel edgy, like I needed a good pounding. You girls know what I am talking about. You like to get fucked good and hard, just like I do. You can't fool me!

I went to lunch with one of my clients. She is something else. I don't trust her at all. I think she is out to screw me. I don't care, as long as the transaction is fast. That way she can get the fuck out of my hair. I tell you this woman is something else!

It was a long day, so I decided that I needed to relieve some stress. You know, get fucked. Why beat around the bush. I knew what I wanted and how to get it. I went home and put on one of my new outfits. You know, the ones that I have been talking about. I put on a short skirt and this time some fish net panty hose. I wanted to look as sexy as I felt.

I spent probably an hour doing my hair. I used the curling iron to give it some body. I hear men on the street like women with good hair. Most of the women are drug addicts and they don't take care of themselves. Me on the other hand, I make sure that the men get every dollars worth out of me!

I even put on some perfume. I don't know what it was called, but it was some expensive stuff. Something a man bought for me a few months ago when he was trying to get in my pants. I told him I wasn't interested, but I didn't give back any of his gifts. Hey, you snooze you lose!

I went down to my favorite corner and I walked around a bit. You know, testing the waters. I see other women doing this. If they don't get any men, they go to another corner. It goes on and on until they make some money.

"Are you looking for a good time?" I asked a man as he approached me.

"I sure am. You are one fucking hottie." He said looking me over.

"You know it." I said with a smile.

"Is that your motorcycle over there?" I asked as I pointed to it.

"It sure is, that is my Harley Davidson." He said proud.

"I ride her all year long. Even in the winter. I go down south and she comes with me." He said.

"How much for a good time?" He asked.

"Fifty dollars." I said back.

"How much for me and my friend?" He said pointing to the guy who just pulled in with his motorcycle.

"Both at the same time?" I asked.

"You know it." He said back.

"Well..." I paused.

I have never done anything like this. I have never had sex with two men before. These men were big bikers. They were overweight and they each had long beards. They looked kind of dirty. Like maybe they had just gotten off of work.

"That will be one hundred dollars." I said.

"You want to get on my Harley and get out of here?" He asked.

"Yes." I said as we walked over to the motorcycle.

"She said she will do us." The guy said to the other guy.

"I would like to introduce ourselves." The first man said.

"My name is Dirty and my friend over there is called Shank." He said.

"Nice to meet you Dirty and Shank." I said.

I got on the motorcycle and we rode out of the area. I have never been on one of these before. I was kind of scared, but on the other hand it was exciting. The sound of the motor, the feel of the wind going through my hair. It was all so, breath taking.

"You ever rode a bike before?" Dirty asked.

"No, this is my first time." I replied.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

"Yeah." I said.

It was only a short conversation, but it seemed like it took forever. It was one of those red lights that never seem to change. Before I knew it, we were some place deep in the country. I had no idea where we were.

"This is what we call hog country." Shank said as he waved his hand around.

We then walked over to a barn. I knew this was where we were going to fuck. There was a bed made of straw in the corner. It had the imprint of a body, as if someone was either sleeping in it or had sex.

"I suppose this is a good time to suck my cock." Dirty said as he pulled out his cock.

His whole body smelled like used motor oil. Like he had been working on motorcycles or cars all day long. I sucked his dick and he let out a tiny moan. He seemed like he was holding himself back. Maybe he was ashamed to enjoy it too much with Shank around.

"I'm going to fuck you from behind." Shank said as he pulled out his cock.

I don't know why, but all of these guys seem surprised that I don't wear underwear. Shank was shocked to see that I wasn't wearing any panties. He told me that when he seen that, it made his dick even harder.

"You know, this has been my dream." Dirty said.

"I know, that is why I got you this whore." Shank replied back to him.

"A three way with my best friend. I don't know how I will ever thank you." Dirty said to me.

"Thank me when you fuck this bitch hard!" Shank said as he pounded my pussy.

I was fucking Shank doggy style while I was sucking Dirty's cock. It was like one of those porno movies. Everything in it seemed just like one. Even down to the moaning! I must say, I even enjoyed myself more than I should. With a job this fun, I would never retire!

"You're fucking her good." Dirty laughed.

"You know it. Soon, you will be able to fuck her too." Shank said.

"I still can't believe this is happening." Dirty cried out.

With as much as Dirty was enjoying my blow job, I was hard pressed to think that he would give it up any time soon. I knew he wanted to enjoy this blow job for as long as he could. He did so too.