I discovered a fetish for dirty homeless men when I was 12, and I haven’t looked back since.
When I was 12 years old I found my fetish, the first time I got turned on and a wet pussy was when I was in town with my mom shopping, and as we were walking down the high street a homeless man asked mom for some spare change, I had seen homeless people loads of times before but on this occasion something weird happened, as mom handed me the change to put in his paper cup, I bent down and smelt his stink, he smelt like shit, piss and he was just nasty, but it made my body tingle and my panties got soaked, and I’m pretty sure I had like a mini orgasm because I suddenly had an impulse to grab his head and push his face in to my crotch, obviously I didn’t do that though.
I went home and finger fucked myself in to an orgasm coma thinking about that nasty smelly homeless man.
A few weeks later, thinking I’d got it out of my system, I was in town with a few friends and we went to McDonald’s for lunch, while we were in there, sitting by the window I saw a homeless man outside begging for money, and suddenly the memory of the other week came flooding back in to my head along with the feelings i had on that day, my panties got wet again and my heart raced, I took my remaining nuggets and told my friends I would meet up with them later, and I went outside and gave the nuggets to the homeless man.
I watched him eat them with his very dirty hands and his brown and black teeth, god he was so gross, but it was turning me on, I was soaking wet.
There was an alley beside the restaurant so I asked him to come with me, “Come down here, I’ll give you some money.” He got up and we walked down the alley and behind some large bins, I took $20 out of my pocket, he looked at it like it was a million dollars, “If I give you this will you let me suck your cock?” I asked.
He looked very confused, “Eh?!” He uttered.
“Let me suck your cock and I’ll give you this money.” I said.
He looked around as if thinking it was some joke, a trap by the law, or even a hidden camera show, “You want to suck my cock?” He asked.
“Yes!” I replied.
“For real?” He asked.
“Yes!” I replied.
“…Why??” He asked.
“Because I do. Do you want the money or not?” I said, getting frustrated with waiting.
He snatched the money from my hand and then looked around to make sure no one was around and then he undid his dirty soiled trousers, “I’ll take it.” He said, he pulled his cock out and it was dirty and stunk to high heaven if piss, it was a manky cock, but I still wanted it, I dropped to my knees and licked his dirty hairy ball’s while holding his shaft and I jerked him to get him hard then I put it in to my mouth, I gagged on the nasty taste, but still I liked it, I pushed him against the bin and gave him probably the greatest blow job he’d ever had in his life, and it deep throated his manky cock, loving every second of it, until he came minutes later and shot his load down my throat.
I licked his cock clean, literally, and then thanked him, “You’re a crazy kid.” He said, sorting his trousers out before rushing away from me out of the alley.
I stayed in the alley for a little while, sitting on some empty beer crates, with a big smile on my face, savouring the taste of his warm sperm, still slowly trickling down the sides of my throat.
A few days later I was craving more, madly craving it, one night I emptied my savings box and put some food in my backpack and I headed in to town when it was dark, and I walked around searching for homeless men trying to find out where they slept at night.
Eventually I found them just outside of town, in a little camp with old tents set up underneath a railway bridge, there were 4 men there aged probably between 30-60, including the man I blew outside McDonald’s, they were sitting around an old oil barrel used for a fire and they were drinking cheap beer and smoking, they didn’t hear me approach, “Hi.” I said.
They all looked and saw me standing there in my big coat carrying a full bag on my shoulder, the man I blew recognised me, “Oh, its’ you. This is the kid I was telling you about…” he said to his friends, then he walked over to me, took hold of my arm and pulled me closer to them, “… go on tell them what you did, they don’t believe me.” He said.
“You mean about me blowing you in the alley?” I asked.
His friends looked shocked, “It’s true then? – You really did that?” one of them asked.
“Yeah.” I replied.
“I told you.” The man I blew said, looking happy that his friends now believed him.
I sat down with them and opened my bag, “You guys hungry, I brought food.” I said, taking sandwiches out of my bag and handing them to them, they ate them quickly, they were very hungry.
I asked them their names, Derek, John, Gareth, and the man I blew was called Tim.
“You really shouldn’t be here this late. Where are your parents?” asked John.
“They don’t mind where I am.” I said.
“Why are you here?” asked Tim.
I reached in to my jacket pocket and pulled out a crumpled wad of notes, they were all practically drooling over the sight of all the money I was holding, it was only about $80, “I want you to fuck me. Bluntly, straight to the point.” I said.
They got scared and stood up and stepped away from me, “What the fuck is this? – Who is this kid?” Derek asked Tim.
“I don’t know. She’s just some crazy kid.” He replied.
“You need to get rid of her. I don’t like this.” Said Gareth.
“It’s not a prank. There’s no police. I’m serious.” I said.
“Why do you want us to do that to you? – You’re just a kid.” Asked Derek.
“I like men like you. I just want you to fuck me. That’s all I want. There’s no trick. I’ll give you all this money.” I said, then I casually walked over to one of the tents and went inside, I took off all of my clothes and laid down on the mouldy filthy torn blankets and cardboard that was on the floor.
A few minutes later John open the front of the tent, all of them were standing outside looking in and were very surprised to see me laying there naked with a smile on my face, “She aint fucking kidding is she.” Said Derek.
I held out the wad of cash, offering it to them, “I just want to fuck. You can have all this money.” I said.
John smiled at me, “Hell – I’ll do it. I’ll fuck you, kid.” He said, already starting to remove his clothes, he took his jacket and dirty woollen jumper off, then he unzipped his trousers and whipped his cock out, “Keep a look out.” He said to his friends, then he came in to the tent and crawled on top of me.
He was covered in dirt, like he hadn’t had a wash in months, he stunk of shit, piss, beer and tobacco, and boy did it turn me on, and he had cuts and scabs all over him, he put his filthy hands all over my body, feeling every inch of me, then he just laid on top of me with all his weight and he pushed his cock in to my soaking wet pussy.
“Ooh-Ungh!” I moaned out, feeling his hard cock penetrate my little hole, it was the best feeling ever, I fucking loved it, this dirty man was inside of me and I waited for him to pound me, and pound me he did.
The others stood outside the tent looking in, and I could sense their cocks hardening in their trousers while they watched John fuck me, eventually they couldn’t stand by and just watch anymore, and they all came in to the tent and got their cocks out for me to play with.
I had a cock in my pussy, another in my mouth, and one in each hand jerking, sucking and fucking them all.
For the next few hours they took turns fucking my pussy, they were quite enthusiastic, very brutal, hammering their cocks in to me extremely hard, it was very painful, but the pleasure outweighed any pain I was feeling.
Derek the eldest of the group was first to ejaculate inside of me, John made me gag on his semen when he came in my mouth, then Tim came in my pussy and Gareth just ejaculated all over my face and chest.
I got dressed, gave them the money I promised, then I slowly made my way to the bus stop, I could barely walk and my body was in a lot of pain but I made it to the bus and went home, it was the greatest night of my life.
A few days later I started getting sores all over my lips and pussy, they’d given me some sort of infection, I went to the doctor and they gave me medicine to take and said I’d contracted an STI, I was kind of proud of that, it was like a badge of honour.
I went back several times over the next few months and had a lot of fun with those men, and some new ones that joined their homeless group, I once got fucked and abused by 8 men at once, that was fun.
I’m 17 now and still enjoy fucking homeless men, they’re the only men I like to fuck, I love those filthy bastards.