“Maria Pays for Play”

Posted by tina on April 07, 2008 at 07:22:50:

“Maria Pays for Play”
By Tina

Maria Sanchez was not interested in fame. She desired to live comfortably but wealth also held no real attraction for the vivacious Latin-American. Her job as a maid at the Orlando Ritz Carlton paid well, had good benefits and was secure. But Maria wanted a little more. Not in a selfish way but just to be able to set a little money aside or be able to shop at Neimann’s instead of Target.

One of the other maids, who wore clothes a little nicer than Maria’s and had jewelry that was real instead of paste, had let Maria in on a secret. The woman was a part time prostitute. There was an area not far from the hotel that she assured Maria was safe from the police and the perverts.

“In fact,” the woman had told Maria in hushed tones, “most of the time I just give the men a hand job and they are happy.”

“I don’t know Gabriella,” Maria had said shaking her head, “prostitution...I never sold myself before.”

“Maria, with your figure and looks you’ll be a natural.”

It was true. Maria was tall for a Latino woman. She had a voluptuous figure that was perfectly proportioned. Her breasts were large and firm, her hips flared out just right and her waist was trim with no flab. Maria prided herself on keeping fit. Her legs were heavy but in a short skirt and sheer hose they caught their fair share of roving eyes.

So Maria had decided to give it a try. She agreed to meet Gabriella just after dark. Since Maria had no experience as a prostitute, she dressed based on the impressions she had from television programs. She wore a tight fitting top that accentuated her full bosom. The hem of her fake leather skirt hit her at mid thigh. The tops of her nude nylons with the dark back seam were barely covered by the short skirt. Maria’s skin was a cocoa color and she had black hair that she had teased to curve around her moon shaped face. Maria was a full figure girl and she was proud of it. In her three inch heels she stood almost 5’10” tall.

When Gabriella got a load Maria strutting her stuff she was actually sorry that she had suggested that Maria join her. Maria looked so desirable the other girl was sure prospective customers would be drawn to her. To her surprise and good fortune one of her regulars had pulled up to the curve. They had quickly agreed to get a room for the night. The man had hit it big at the casino and was ready to party all night. Unfortunately he nixed the idea of a manage au tois despite Maria’s dark good looks and stunning body.

Maria halfheartedly waved to her friend Gabriella as the couple drove away. Maria was trying to decide whether to go home when another car pulled up to the curve.

Charlie had spotted the pair of hookers as he had driven by several minutes earlier. The tall Latino woman had immediately caught his attention. Her legs, clad in full fashioned stockings had drawn his eye like iron shavings to a magnet. Charlie loved a woman in nylons. He had an unusual urge this particular evening and just knew this woman would be perfect for what he had in mind.

He had driven around the block and parked some distance from the corner where the prostitutes stood. He waited patiently until Maria’s companion had been picked up. Then Charlie was ready to make his move.

“Good evening,” Charlie said, “ my name is Charlie...Charlie Smith.”

“Hey, good one, Charlie,” Maria laughed as she leaned into the open window on the passenger side, “I’m Maria.”

Maria let her lips fall open after the “ah” sound. Her lips were painted bright pink and they seemed to glow in the light from a nearby street lamp.

“Would you be interested in letting me stroke those lovely thighs?” Charlie had inquired smiling at the lovely woman.

“Hmmmm, is that all?” Maria had questioned.

“I think I would like to put my hand in your panties,” Charlie had added.

“What makes you think I’m wearing any?” Maria had responded as she began to feel more comfortable.

The two had quickly agreed to a price. Maria was relieved that the man only wanted to feel her up. She figured it was a nice way to break into playing for pay.

“Get in the back,” Charlie had instructed, “and I’ll park in the alleyway up ahead.”

Maria had sat in the back of the Lincoln and made no attempt to pull her skirt down.

“He wants to play with these thighs,” Maria thought to herself, “So I’ll make sure they’re on display.”

Charlie turned into the alley and parked the car halfway down. He then joined his companion in the back of the car. Maria found that there was just enough light for them to see each other. Her John was a big, pleasant looking man with sandy colored hair. He was clean shaven. There was something unusual about Charlie’s eyes that she could not quite figure out.

Charlie had pulled Maria into his strong arms. He then nuzzled Maria’s neck. His left hand quickly went to her knee. He gently squeezed her leg as his hand moved slowly up her thigh. His fingers would move down the inside of her leg and then up to the top.

“Hmmmm, you have such gentle hands,” Maria had complemented.

Charlie did not say anything as his hand continued to slide over the slick nylons. Maria’s legs were even better than Charlie had imagined. His fingers found the patch of bare skin above Maria’s nude nylons and a distinct tingle went up her spine.

“Hmmmmmmm,” Maria had moaned as Charlie’s hand continued to stroke her leg.

Then he had worked his hand under the sheer stocking to caress Maria’s silky thigh. Maria could actually feel herself getting wet as Charlie fondled her. She tentatively reached her hand down and was pleased to find a bulge between Charlie’s legs. Although he had not asked for a hand job Maria instinctively began to rub his erection. Without saying a word Maria unzipped Charlie’s pants and extracted the lovely boner. Her fingers wrapped around his cock and she began to gently stroke Charlie’s penis as he continued to rub her thighs. His hand was now moving from one leg to the other. His hand would slide lightly over her bikini panty as he moved up one nylon clad thigh and over to the other.

The novice whore was surprised at how turned she was getting as the two necked in the back of the luxury car. Maria thought she would explode as Charlie’s hands moved over her crotch. Then Charlie’s hand moved under Maria’s left leg. He slowly lifted the leg up, sliding his fingers down her calf. He deftly pushed her red pump off. Maria heard the shoe drop with a soft thud on the floor of the car. Then Charlie was unfastening her garter straps.

Maria continued to stroke Charlie’s cock as he worked her nude stocking off. Then he had lifted her foot up, taken her toes in his mouth and pulled the toe of the stocking loose with his teeth.

“OOOh, that tickles” Maria had giggled.

Once Charlie had the foot of the stocking loose, he used both hands to finish removing the sheer stocking from Maria’s leg.

“You have beautiful legs,” Charlie complemented as he slowly wound the stocking around his palms.

“Thank you,” Maria said as her hand went back to his rock hard cock. She paid no attention to Charlie’s hands.

“And a lovely, long neck,” Charlie said as he leaned in and kissed Maria under the chin.

His hands moved up her body as he again nuzzled the unsuspecting prostitute’s throat. Maria moaned again as she tilted her head further back. Her eyes were closed as Charlie’s mouth moved over her soft skin. Then he drew back a little. The nude stocking was under Maria’s chin, looped around her neck and the ends crossed over before she knew anything was amiss.

Her hand continued to run over Charlie’s erection even as he pushed her back against the car seat. Charlie drew the stocking tight and looked at Maria’s face. Her eyes flew open as the nylon closed off her airway. There was a look of surprise on her face that was quickly replaced by panic. He had the nylon stocking tight around her throat. She coughed and gasped. He could see the realization come over her that she could no longer catch her breath.

Charlie drew the nylon tighter as he strangled the novice whore. Maria’s right hand flew up to her neck. Her painted fingernails dug at the pretty hosiery as her left hand pushed against Charlie’s chest. Her lips were opening and closing very rapidly as she gasped for air.

“What are you doing?” Maria tried to ask the strangler. The frightened prostitute attempted desperately to tell her attacker that she could not breath. Only stifled gasps and moans came out of her pink painted lips. Maria was totally panicked now as Charlie continued to twist the lovely nude nylon stocking around her neck.

Of course by now she knew what Charlie was doing. In the back of her mind Maria hoped that he was only playing. But fear gripped her as she realized he might not stop. She could feel the nylon stocking, her brand new full fashion nylon, biting into her throat. The pressure inside her head grew rapidly as Charlie pulled harder on the hosiery. He could see Maria’s light brown face take on a reddish hue as he held the nylon snug. Then she began to make strangled coughing noises as the stocking buried deeper into her throat.

The poor woman was clawing frantically at the stocking. Charlie could hear her feet beating against the back of the car seat. At one point she had slid down on the seat and her right leg flopped over the front seat. Charlie looked at the lovely leg still clad in the nude stocking. It shimmered in the light as Charlie continued to brutally strangle the helpless whore.

Then Charlie had had looked at Maria’s wide spread legs. During her struggles the hem of her skirt had worked its way up around her waist and her blank panties were fully exposed. That is when Charlie wrapped the stocking around Maria’s neck a second time. He took hold of the ends of the nylon noose with his right hand as his left hand again stroked Maria’s bare left thigh. His hand moved slowly over her light brown skin, briefly rubbed the nylon pantied crotch and then gently pushed the leg of the bikini underwear aside. Charlie was surprised to find that Maria was already wet even before his fingers began to explore the clean shaven pussy.

Lost in all this was Maria’s desperate struggles to pull the ligature from around her neck. Despite using only one hand, the strangler still held the silky stocking snug around the poor woman’s throat. Her bulging eyes looked up at him, quizzically as she felt his hand in her pants. Then she felt his middle finger insinuate itself inside her pussy. Her legs stiffened a little as Charlie started to finger fuck her hot box. For a moment the pain of the strangulation was lost in the ecstasy of her first orgasm.

Her right leg was still hooked over the front seat of the car. She was wide open for Charlie. He expertly fingered Maria’s cunt and her body responded. She quickly lost count of the orgasms as Charlie’s lovely hand rubbed her sex. Maria was now almost oblivious to the sheer stocking that Charlie still had wound tightly around her neck. The novice prostitute was a wash in an orgasmic sea. She lay almost flat on the back seat of Charlie’s car, legs spread wide, her nude stocking wound tightly around her slender neck and the hint of a smile on her gaping lips. Maria had never experienced anything so erotic in her life.

Then Charlie had sighed. His fingers, ripe with Maria’s musk smell, withdrew from the sopping cunt. He took hold of the nude nylon with both hands. Maria shook her head and Charlie assumed she was begging him not to strangle her. He watched the Latin-American woman’s face go in and out of the light as he slowly tugged on the ends of the stocking. Charlie had no way of knowing that she was actually trying to tell him to continue to finger her. Maria wanted to feel Charlie’s marvelous fingers inside her again. She wanted to plead for Charlie to give her another orgasm but he heard only strangled gurgles.

Instead of fingering her hot pussy those gentle hands drew the sheer stocking taut around Maria’s neck. She was again gasping for air as Charlie started to strangle her. He put all his strength into throttling the helpless whore. She bucked wildly on the back seat of the car as Charlie again drew the silky stocking tighter and tighter.

In the dimly lit back seat Charlie could see Maria’s eyes begin to bulge from her darkening face. The pink lips, wide open as she tried to breathe, seemed to glow in the dark as Charlie methodically throttled her. The loops of hose were quickly disappearing into Maria’s soft skin. Then her body had convulsed violently and she made a pitiful groaning noise.

As Charlie watched her fingers slid from her neck and came to rest on her chest. Her bosom, heaving so violently at the peak of her asphyxiation, now lay still. Charlie held the stocking tight as he felt the life leave Maria’s sexy body. After several more minutes the strangler wound the nude nylon around Maria’s neck and knotted it securely. He opened the back door and unceremoniously rolled the corpse into the alley way. He tossed Maria’s high heel out next to where she lay.

Maria Sanchez was not interested in fame. However, as each new body was discovered, each of the women strangled with nylons, each linked to the other, Maria Sanchez strangulation murder became more noteworthy. After the fifth murder, when the serial killer was given a name, Maria’s fame was assured. Maria Sanchez had become now become well known as the first victim of the South Side Strangler.