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Halloween: The Sluttiest Costume
By: George Adelanto (georgeadelanto@hotmail.com)

***

My girlfriend, Tracy and I go to a dance club's 
Halloween party. Dressed as a VERY sexy nurse she wins 
for the sluttiest costume. Fulfills her fantasy of 
being a prostitute for the evening. (M+/F, exh, orgy)

***

"And then I told him that I couldn’t possibly fit that 
huge thing in my little mouth. It was so big and hard." 
Looking deep into my eyes with her long, white, 
delicate fingers wrapped around my rock hard cock, she 
alternated between telling me a supposedly true 
experience she had had in college 5 years earlier and 
oh so skillfully lapping the underside of my cock with 
her tongue. 

Tracy and I had a great fantasy life, and one of her 
favorite things to do for me was to suck me off as she 
explained in detail about what an incredible slut she 
had been before she ever met me. She told me that some 
of the stories were absolutely true, with no 
embellishments whatsoever, and some were simply 
fantasies she thought I might enjoy. As long as I 
didn’t ask which was which I could only assume they 
were all true. It really added to the excitement of the 
whole thing to think that Tracy actually had done some 
of these things. 

I’ve heard countless stories about her getting gang 
banged, fucked by complete strangers, teasing guys, and 
her showing her body off in public. You see, Tracy and 
I have a terrific relationship. Our fantasies coincide 
with one another perfectly. She’s an exhibitionist and 
I like to watch. She loves to wear low cut tops, short 
skirts, and always wears high heels. Her legs are 
incredibly long, and shapely. With 3 to 4 inch spike 
heels she stands a fairly intimidating 6’3". Being only 
5’9" myself we make kind of an unlikely couple, but 
Tracy is the girl of my dreams, and if she doesn’t mind 
the difference in height I certainly don’t. 

Although her physical height may be imposing her face 
is the complete opposite. Her little girl face has pale 
blue eyes, accompanying exceptionally soft features. 
She has a rounded, slightly upturned little nose, and 
none of the angular features you would expect from such 
a tall girl. 

Looking at her with no other frame of reference, and 
sitting down you would have no idea that she was so 
tall. Most of her height is in her long legs. Her 
breasts are also that of a little girl, barely filling 
out an A cup, but what they lack for in size the make 
up in sensitivity. Her tiny, but perky little nipples 
are always sticking straight up, and the only reason 
she ever wears a bra is to keep them from getting over 
stimulated while rubbing on her blouse. 

Tracy was telling me that night about how she had 
picked up a stranger at a bar in Madison where she had 
gone to college and sucked him off in an alley while a 
couple of his friends watched. It was so hot I could 
barely contain myself from shooting all over her pretty 
little face, but Tracy knew precisely how to push my 
buttons. She could keep me on the edge of an orgasm for 
30 minutes or more without actually exploding. Every 
second that she keeps me teetering on edge is absolute 
heaven, telling me the most minute details about her 
sexual adventures. 

She could put the best porno novelists to shame with 
the clarity of her descriptions. She will paint a vivid 
picture in my mind as she explains how it felt to suck 
a massive 12 inch cock. How the head of a huge dick 
feels slipping down the back of her throat, flicking 
her tongue out to stimulate the scrotum, while a musty 
whiff of manhood fills her nose as she buries it into 
wiry pubic hair. I’ve come several times from her 
extraordinarily elaborate stories and the mental 
picture she weaves alone. These are the only times that 
I still sometimes cum before she intends me to by the 
way. 

After cheerfully swallowing my load Tracy asked how I 
liked the story. She always does that after we’re done. 
Like she doesn’t already know how great I thought it 
was. "You are such an incredible slut!" I told her as 
she giggled her sexy little bad girl laugh. "How do you 
know what is going to get to me every time?" 

"Whatever do you mean?" she said feigning innocence. 

"I mean, your stories are always perfection, the 
description of deep throating a complete stranger while 
watching his friends jack off in the alley was 
fantastic." 

Looking into my eyes from only a couple of inches away 
she rubbed my chest with her hand and told me that 
"that time in the alley was one of the best times I had 
ever had, and that’s why I tell it so well. It’s an 
actual experience. I just wish you could’ve been 
there." 

With that she gave me a great big smile and kissed me 
on the cheek. We have an agreement about her stories. 
She tells me they’re all true, but before she told me 
her first story of this type it was understood that 
sometimes they would not be. 

Naturally I was sleepy, so I dozed off within a couple 
of minutes. As we got up the next morning Tracy 
reminded me of the Halloween party I had promised to 
take her to later that day. I was really looking 
forward to it. I was going to be a doctor and she was 
going to be a nurse. Of course a doctor outfit is kind 
of boring and was going to simply consist of some 
hospital scrubs and a stethoscope, but a nurse outfit 
definitely had a lot of potential. 

Tracy was going to surprise me with her costume, and 
she guaranteed that I’d like it. Halloween parties we 
go to have always been a terrific way for her to show 
herself off, and maybe even more importantly, for me to 
show her off. I told her I wouldn’t miss it for the 
world, and within minutes we were both off to work. 

The party was supposed to start at 8:00, and we weren’t 
planning on getting there until 10, which allowed me to 
put in a few extra hours at work. I called Christy to 
let her know that I wouldn’t be home for supper and she 
told me that it would be just fine as long as I got 
home by 9. After grabbing a quick bite at a local drive 
through I got home at about quarter to 9. 

Christy was taking a shower, and told me she would be 
out with her Halloween costume in just a few minutes, 
and that my costume was already laid out on the bed. It 
took only a couple of minutes to don my lame doctor’s 
outfit, but Christy had been in the bathroom with the 
shower off for at least 30 minutes. It must be quite an 
outfit I thought while watching a little ESPN. Finally 
she came out. 

What a knock out! She looked a lot more like a 
prostitute than a nurse! She had her long, straight, 
blonde hair pulled up in a bun with a cute little 
nurse’s hat on top of her head. She also had on a pair 
of old fashioned cat eye glasses with no lenses in 
them. Everything from the neck up was very 
conservative, a cross between Lisa Loeb, and Nurse 
Ratchet. Below the neck was a completely different 
story. Her tiny white dress had short sleeves, a 
plunging neckline, and a hemline so high it could 
barely be called a dress at all. You could easily see 
the white tops of her stockings, and it was tight 
enough that you could see the outline of her garter 
belt. 

As she whirled around for me I could see that the back 
of her dress barely covered her taut little ass. The 
tops of the stockings weren’t all you could see from 
behind, with the soft, silky, white skin just below her 
ass peaking out ever so slightly. Her seamed stockings 
were hospital white and her incredible legs seemed to 
go on forever. Her 5 inch, white spike heels elevated 
her to the point where she could look eye to eye with 
many NBA players. What a woman! 

I’ve never seen her go out in public looking this 
slutty. This had to be by far her best Halloween 
costume of all time, and she definitely knew it. She 
flashed me her mischievous, little girl smile and asked 
me how I liked it. "You’re definitely going to turn 
some heads tonight," I told her. "You look as hot as 
anything I’ve ever seen in my life baby."

"Well I feel very sexy tonight. I hope all the guys at 
the party appreciate all the trouble I’ve gone through 
on my outfit tonight. What do you think my chances are 
of winning for best costume tonight?" 

"If they have one for sluttiest I don’t see how you 
could possibly lose." 

With that we headed on out to the party which was about 
an hour drive away at a very large dance club. It was 
perfect because it was far enough away that we didn’t 
have to worry about running across anybody we knew. We 
could be completely anonymous and not have to worry 
about running into someone we knew. 

After driving for a while, I noticed that Tracy was 
acting a little different, like she was trying to tell 
me something. I told her to just come right out and 
tell me what she had on her mind. I looked over to her 
sitting in the passenger’s seat. She looked so 
incredible with the hem of her white nurse’s dress 
riding up past the tops of her stockings and her white, 
stockinged clad knees connected loosely together. 

She had leaned her seat slightly back and I could get a 
terrific 3 second view of her outrageous outfit as we 
passed each amber streetlight. She told me that she was 
about to break one of our rules right now, but she 
wanted me to know something. She continued to tell me 
that the story she had told last night definitely 
happened to her. "Actually, only about 6 months ago! 
Are you angry?" 

This caught me a little by surprise because Tracy had 
always told me she wasn’t interested in fucking anybody 
else since we met about 2 years ago. As a matter of 
fact I had encouraged her to fool around many times, 
but I think she took it as strictly a fantasy type of 
thing, rather than taking me serious. I guess this was 
a test to see if I really had meant it. 

"That had to be one of the hottest blow jobs I’ve ever 
had in my life and if it takes you really acting like a 
slut I don’t see how I could possibly complain." She 
leaned over and with an incredibly sexy voice whispered 
in my ear "So you really don’t care if I fuck other 
guys huh?" 

I replied "As long as I’m either involved, watching, 
approve it, or joining in there’s nothing I would love 
more. Hell, I don’t even mind if you do something on 
the spur of the moment. As long as I eventually get 
every dirty detail." 

She lit up like a Christmas tree after my last reply, 
giving me big kiss on the cheek and leaning back on her 
seat. "I’m so relieved. You don’t know how guilty I 
felt after that night. You REALLY don’t mind having a 
complete slut for a girlfriend do you? Well, I can tell 
you one thing for sure. You’ve certainly got the right 
girl" She giggled at her last remark as we pulled into 
the club’s parking lot. 

Walking into the club, Christy’s outfit was as popular 
as she had hoped.

Every head turned as she walked by, men’s women’s, it 
didn’t matter. She was an absolute goddess. After we 
had picked out a table and gotten a drink we set out to 
dance. Tracy knows I’m not much of a dancer, and after 
the first dance she asked me if she could tease a few 
guys by asking them to dance. She often does this and 
it is very amusing to watch as her "victims" just drool 
over her. Walking the perimeter of the dance floor to 
find an appropriate victim she disappeared from my 
sight. 

After sipping on my drink alone for a couple of songs 
Tracy came back with her cheeks flushed, and very 
agitated. I asked her what was wrong. "That bastard 
offered me $200 to fuck him! I slapped his goddamn face 
and left! The nerve of that guy! He actually thought I 
was a prostitute!" I smiled at her and asked her if she 
had looked at herself in the mirror before we left the 
house. 

She smiled a little and said that she just wanted to 
look good for me and to have a little fun teasing her 
dance partners, not to have people think she was a 
whore. I also reminded her that one of her fantasies 
was to be a hooker for one night. We had once actually 
done a little role playing on this particular fantasy 
where I picked her up on a city street dressed in her 
sluttiest hooker outfit she could muster, but that’s 
another story completely. She looked at me like she was 
a little hurt that I wasn’t defending her honor. 

"What was the guy like?" I asked. "You may not know 
this honey, but one my fantasies is to be a pimp, and 
this might be the perfect situation." She started to 
settle down and slowly her perception of the entire 
situation was beginning to turn around in her mind. 

"You would collect the money and set it all up? Where 
would we go? Would you want me to do the guy I already 
slapped?" I told her that she could have the entire 
thing go down however she wanted, and that I would 
arrange everything as her "old man". I offered to go 
out and talk to her formerly offensive dance partner if 
that’s what she wanted me to do. 

She still wasn’t quite ready to buy the entire plan. It 
just seemed so "spur of the moment" she said. "I think 
I need a little more time to think it all over, but it 
would be fun if everything went smoothly" she said with 
a wicked little grin. I told her that whatever she 
decided would be fine by me. "We’ll just stick with our 
original plan to have a good time at the party. I’m 
having a great time without being a pimp tonight." I 
said with a warm smile and a reassuring squeeze of her 
arm. 

"What if the guys are assholes?" She obviously was 
intrigued by the whole idea, and wasn’t quite ready to 
drop it. I told her that I had a gun out in the car, 
and I could be very persuasive if I wanted to be. "You 
would collect all of the money for me then?" she asked 
with a very nervous look on her face. "Just thinking 
about this is making my knees go weak, and giving me a 
severe case of butterflies in my belly. I’m completely 
terrified, but at the same time I really want to do 
it," she said. 

Before I could reply she added with a very serious face 
"What if I end up in jail for god’s sake? I don’t know 
if I could handle that. I would absolutely die of 
embarrassment." I told her that if she let me act as 
her pimp for the night I would guarantee that she 
wouldn’t end up in jail. 

"How can you guarantee I don’t end up in jail?" she 
replied. 

"I know plenty of cops in town here, and I’ll just make 
a call to one of them. I think he’ll be more than happy 
if I give him a couple hundred dollars for keeping us 
safe." 

"You can’t really do that!" she said with a very 
skeptical smile. 

"Can you?" 

"Of course I can. You know my friend Randy that you 
hate so much? Well, he’s a cop, and he told me he does 
that type of thing all the time. I’m sure he would be 
pretty surprised to hear what I want him to do for me, 
but I’m sure it would be no problem." 

This was all a very elaborate lie. My friend Randy 
wasn’t even a cop. I was getting by on pure bullshit, 
but I did have a very good plan to keep Tracy out of 
trouble for the night though. If she agreed to be a 
hooker for the night I was going to go through all of 
the formalities of being her pimp without collecting 
any money from her John’s at all! 

The only thing I would ask of them is to be very nice 
to her. I figured that would be pretty much killing 2 
birds with one stone so to speak, and Tracy wouldn’t 
know any difference. What a perfect plan I thought to 
myself. I even had $1,000 cash in my pocket because I 
was planning on buying a little weed the following day, 
so I could even flash her a wad of dough that she had 
supposedly earned. 

"Well, it sounds as if you’ve got about everything 
covered then" she said with more than a little 
uncertainty in her voice. "I’m still not sure though. 
You sound like you’ve had this planned for a long time. 
It’s kind of freaking me out." I assured her that all 
of this had just come to me within the last few 
minutes, and it really had. There was no planning or 
pretense, and I told her that I would rather she didn’t 
do it at all now. 

"You’re right it’s just too dangerous" I told her 
sincerely. With that she agreed and we went out for 
another dance. Like I said, I was having a good time 
just being at the party with the most gorgeous woman in 
the place, and Tracy was certainly having a good time 
showing off and dancing. She even had the best costume 
contest to look forward to, but I could tell the hooker 
thing hadn’t completely left her mind. 

After the song, Tracy again decided to pick up her 
cock-teasing a bit more by asking a few more drooling 
men to dance, as she proceeded to flirt mercilessly 
with them. After a few songs she came back to our table 
with a pretty average looking fellow and asked him to 
sit down with us. 

"Jim here wants a date for tonight honey. I told him 
that you’re the guy to talk to about arranging it. I’m 
going to go dancing a little more and leave you 
gentlemen to attend to business matters" With that 
Tracy left me with Jim. You could tell she was very 
nervous, but apparently she wanted to really go through 
with this! 

I immediately asked Jim what exactly he thought was 
going on here. He smiled nervously and told me that 
Tracy had asked if he had wanted a date and assumed she 
was a hooker. A very nice looking hooker! A little 
aggravated, I told him she was anything but. Quite 
confused, he tried to get up to leave immediately. I 
stopped him by telling him that if he would stay I 
would be happy to explain, and I was positive that he 
would love my explanation. His curiosity aroused, he 
sat back down. 

"The girl’s name is Betty, and one of her fantasies is 
to be a hooker for one night. I think a lot of girls 
have that fantasy at one time or another. Don’t you 
think?" I said to Jim. He simply nodded his agreement. 
"Well, Betty wants to go one step beyond her fantasy 
and turn it into reality tonight. Do you think you 
would be interested in helping her out?" Jim smiled and 
said he sure would. 

"What Betty doesn’t know, and by the way I don’t want 
her to ever find out, is that as her pimp, who I am 
posing as tonight, will be charging exactly zero 
dollars for her services. What do you think of that?" 
His smile got even bigger as he blurted out, "Fucking 
A!"

"I thought you’d like that. The only thing I ask from 
you is that you treat her very nicely. Attend to her 
needs as well as your own. Be polite, and do exactly as 
she asks. If she says to stop, I want you to stop. If 
she says leave, I want you to leave. Treat her a little 
like a hooker, but nicer, if you know what I mean. I 
want her to think she’s really a hooker for the night, 
but I want her experience to be as pleasurable as 
possible. She thinks you’re paying $250, and I don’t 
want you to let her know otherwise. I trust that you 
will be a perfect gentleman, but I want you to know 
that I will make you sorry you ever stepped foot in 
this club tonight if you harm that girl in any way. Do 
you understand?" 

Jim nodded. 

"I want you to know that I haven’t got a room yet, or 
even picked out a hotel for that matter. Betty just got 
ahead of the game a little bringing you over here when 
she did. She is very nervous. You can help to make this 
an incredibly exciting night for her if you behave 
yourself. Do you mind doing it in your car?" 

"Not at all! As a matter of fact that would be 
perfect." He said. 

"I want you to know I will be keeping an eye on you, so 
don’t be too shocked if you see me out there in the 
parking lot. OK?" 

"Sure, no problem" he said. 

"What I want you to do right now is go back to where 
Betty found you and wait for her there. She should be 
along very soon to pick you up. Where are you parked?" 
Jim told me exactly where he was parked, along with the 
make, model and year of car he drove. I even had him 
tell me his license plate number just to be sure. 

Finally Jim went off to his original table somewhere in 
the club, and Tracy, who had been apprehensively 
waiting near the girl’s bathroom, came back to the 
table and asked immediately how it went with her 
potential customer. I smiled and told her that 
everything was just fine. "The first thing I need to do 
right now is call a hotel and get a room, and then I’m 
going to have to get a hold of Randy." She looked at me 
nervously again and asked me if this was really 
something I wanted to do. 

"You really don’t mind me being a whore for the night?" 
"Not if you don’t mind me being a pimp." I said with a 
laugh. I assured her again that I had everything under 
control. She looked at me kind of sheepishly "How much 
did he give you?" I told her $250 and her eyes just lit 
up. "Well I better give him a good fuck hadn’t I? Wow! 
I would’ve fucked him just for fun!" 

She was starting to loosen up a little. I told her that 
after 2 more songs she was supposed to go get Jim at 
the same place she had originally found him, and they 
would go out to his car to consummate the transaction. 

"I told him he had 30 minutes to do whatever he wanted 
as long as it won’t hurt you, and that I’ll be watching 
from a few cars down." "What do you mean you’ll be 
watching, and what is the hotel room for if we’re going 
to be doing it in his car?" Tracy asked. 

"I just want to make sure he doesn’t take off and bring 
you somewhere, and I’m assuming you will want to turn 
more than one trick tonight. By the way, your hooker 
name is Betty." 

She looked at me and smiled, "Are you sure you haven’t 
planned this whole thing out ahead of time." We both 
laughed, and I kissed her, excusing myself to make the 
phone calls. As I left I couldn’t help but notice how 
awesome Tracy looked sitting there with her white, 
stockinged clad legs crossed at the knee, dress hiked 
slightly above her stocking tops, her tiny breasts, and 
wonder bra enhanced cleavage. 

She was looking around the dance floor in search of 
potential clients and nervously twirling a loose 
section of hair that had separated from her hair bun 
and nurse’s hat with her finger. She also was 
unconsciously tilting one of her 5 inch white pumps up 
and down repeatedly as she contemplated how the rest of 
the night might go down. All I could think was how 
lucky I was to have her, and how I was going to make 
sure her night exceeded her wildest fantasy. My god! 
What an incredible woman! 

Getting a room was absolutely no trouble at all, and I 
was off the phone within 5 minutes. Returning to our 
table I was a little surprised to see Tracy gone so 
quickly, but apparently she was eager to get underway. 
As soon as I saw she was gone I immediately headed out 
to the car. As luck would have it I found another 
parking spot within 20 feet of where Jim had parked, 
and had a clear view of what would be happening. It was 
in a fairly well lit corner of the parking lot, but far 
away from the entrance. A perfect spot I thought to 
myself. Nobody will be likely to interrupt them. 

Now, with all of this preparation, and reassuring I had 
been responsible for during the last half hour or so I 
was finally able to slow down and come to grips with 
what was surely about to happen. Tracy was about to 
fuck a perfect stranger in his car while I watched, I 
was acting as her pimp, and she was convinced that she 
was a prostitute for the evening. 

Suddenly it was my turn to get butterflies and week 
knees. Sitting there in the semi-darkness I suddenly 
was not quite so sure I was doing the right thing. It 
was too late now though. If she wanted to go through 
with this I wasn’t going to stop her. I mean, I 
encouraged her to do it! After all it really had always 
been my greatest fantasy to watch Tracy fuck someone 
else while I watched. This was much higher on my wish 
list than being a whore for one night was on Tracy’s, 
yet my heart was pounding and I was paralyzed with 
anticipation. 

It seemed forever, but Tracy and her John eventually 
arrived at the car. Neither of them gave any indication 
that they knew I was there as they began to kiss 
passionately. Jim was leaning back on the passenger 
door. Tracy was really being aggressive. She reached 
down to caress the bulge in his pants as Jim lifted up 
her dress to her waist, exposing her beautiful, tiny 
white ass. 

She had panties on, but her little white g-string left 
nothing to the imagination. With one hand he kneaded a 
bare ass cheek, and with the other he tried to get the 
key in the door to unlock it. She certainly wasn’t 
making this easy on the poor fellow, continuing to rub 
his hard cock over his jeans and giving him a 
passionately uninhibited tongue kissing. 

When Tracy finally bent down to unzip Jim’s pants he 
finally got the door unlocked, but not before she had 
released his rigid member from his fly. Just before 
they both fell into the passenger’s seat Tracy looked 
directly at me and gave me a huge, playful smile just 
before mouthing the words "I love you". With that she 
disappeared from my sight. 

The last I could really see of her she had her dress 
hiked up to her waist, had a big handful of Jim’s hard 
cock in her hand and was letting me know that she knew 
I had been watching. Well, if my heart hadn’t been 
pounding before. It was damn near out of control right 
then. It looked a lot like she was really getting into 
it too. Their windows took almost no time at all to fog 
up either, so I really could see absolutely nothing 
from that point on. After 10 or 15 minutes the car 
began to really rock, so I knew they must be doing some 
hard fucking. 

After a few minutes of this another couple came 
strolling by on the way to their car, and began to 
snicker about what surely was going on in that fogged 
up car. I had the windows on my car rolled down and I 
could hear Tracy giving her typical orgasmic shrieks as 
the rocking became even more pronounced. I’d heard that 
sound at least 100 times. 

When Tracy cums she unleashes a series of about 25 
short, high pitch, and very loud shrieks, punctuated by 
a final guttural one that lasts at least 15 seconds. 
After that she’s pretty much done, but I could hear her 
repeating her final groan over and over, at least 5 
times. She was really cumming hard. All I could do was 
hear faintly what was going on, but it was getting me 
so excited I just had to pull out my cock. Before she 
finished her last groan I had cum all over myself. The 
car stopped rocking, but they remained there for 
another 15 minutes. 

Finally emerging from the fogged up car Tracy looked as 
if she had just finished freshening up. Her hair was 
put back into another bun, and her hat was placed 
perfectly on top. Her dress was again concealing her 
gorgeous butt, her lipstick was impeccable, and even 
the seams on her white stockings were perfectly 
straight. 

I really don’t know how she did that one inside of a 
relatively small car. As she got out Jim immediately 
started his car and turned on his headlights. Tracy 
leaned into the passenger’s window and stayed there for 
at least 30 seconds. I’m not sure what she was doing. I 
assume she must have been thanking him for his business 
or something. 

When she got her head out of his car window she made a 
beeline for our car which was only a few short steps 
way. As she got into our car she flashed an incredibly 
huge grin and began thanking me profusely for helping 
to make her fantasy a reality, and what a wonderful guy 
I was for understanding. "How did it make you feel to 
see me just a few feet away?" she asked. I told her 
that it was maybe the most exciting, tension filled 
moment of my entire life watching her, from the moment 
they both arrived at the car to the moment I heard her 
last moan from behind the fogged up windows. 

"Oh I didn’t notice that" she said with slight giggle, 
pointing out a fairly large quantity of semen that had 
remained on the dash board. Apparently I hadn’t gotten 
all of it cleaned up before Tracy got into the car. "Is 
that what I think it is?" she said. I unashamedly 
confirmed that I was so excited I couldn’t resist. 

Tracy nuzzled up to my ear and told me "there’s a lot 
more where that came from big boy. I believe that we 
have a hotel room reserved for the night, and I’m just 
getting started." 

"You really like this don’t you?" 

"Aren’t you?" she said with a slight bit of 
apprehension. 

"Oh yeah. I love watching my slutty bitch in action." 
She sat back in her seat and asked enthusiastically 
what I had planned next. 

"I have some ideas, but what would you like to see 
happen next?" 

"Well, I was hoping I could go back to dancing with a 
few more guys, and do everything kind of the same way. 
What do you think?" Tracy asked. 

I told her that since we would be doing business out of 
the hotel that she should pick out her potential 
customers from a group of guys she might want to bring 
back to the hotel. 

"You could get 1 of them jazzed about fucking you, and 
he could then tell all of his friends, and they could 
tell all of their friends etc... That should keep you 
going for the rest of the night I figure." 

"I want to leave everything up to you. You’re the boss 
tonight baby. I’m so excited, I can hardly wait. That 
car trick was just a warm up." 

So we headed back to the party. Tracy had put her cute 
cat eye glasses back on, and you would’ve never guess 
that she’d been fucked so hard only 20 minutes earlier. 
Our original table had been taken, and the place was 
packed, so we were forced to stake out a small section 
of the back wall. After getting a couple of drinks and 
scoping out the situation in front of us Tracy selected 
her next potential customer, and immediately went after 
him for a dance. 

While enticing her dance partner the DJ announced that 
the best Halloween costume winners were to be announced 
in about 15 minutes. I had completely forgotten about 
the contest with all of the excitement of Tracy and I 
playing whore and pimp for the night. Tracy had really 
wanted to win, and the real reason she spent so much 
time on her nurse’s outfit was for the contest, not so 
she could advertise her pussy for money. I think Tracy 
had probably forgotten as well, but before the 
announcement she was back at my side awaiting the 
results anxiously. 

The entire dance floor was cleared for the ceremonies. 
They announced that there would be 4 categories. The 
first was the funniest, the second was the sexiest, and 
the third was the scariest. Each winner would receive 
$100 in cash, and once chosen, the 3 winners would be 
put on stage and the grand prize winner would be chosen 
by the crowd’s applause as recorded on their applause 
meter. The grand prize winner would receive a $500 cash 
prize. Now that she was getting $250 per trick, I don’t 
think that the prize money was all that important to 
Tracy. The real reason she had always wanted to win was 
to have a stage to really show off. As a hooker, 
looking for customers it would be even more valuable to 
be able to get in front of the entire club and prance 
around for a while. 

There were plenty of very sexy women in the club that 
night. From what I could tell, the prize for sexiest 
costume was going to probably come down to Tracy and a 
tiny little brunette that had been dressed as a devil, 
with red, fishnet panty hose, a red, lycra bodysuit, 
with a thong back, complete with red tail, and a little 
set of horns. I have to admit she was very hot, but 
there was no doubt in my mind that Tracy was even 
hotter. 

Wasting no time they announced all three winners in 
quick succession, calling out "the slutty amazon, Nurse 
Ratchet" as the sexiest costume. Tracy was just giddy 
with joy as she rushed up to the stage with the other 2 
winners. The entire club was now ready to cheer for who 
they thought had the best costume. All 3 of the winners 
had colored spotlights on them as they awaited their 
turn to be cheered for. It was really quite a 
production, with a red spotlight on Tracy. 

The first contestant up had won for the scariest 
costume, and the DJ gave about a 30 second commentary 
that was pretty funny, and then asked the crowd for 
their applause. It was really loud, and the entire 
crowd was really getting into it. They had a giant 
screen TV that they usually show videos on while 
playing music, but right then it was displaying a noise 
meter and how the crowd’s cheering was affecting it. 
That response was going to be hard to beat I thought to 
myself. The next contestant winner was there for the 
funniest costume and the DJ was just hilarious, 
commenting on the costume and leading the crowd into a 
rousing applause at the end of it. To my surprise, the 
needle went even higher for the funny contestant. 

When it came time for Tracy to finally get up there for 
her roasting, the spotlight flashed from red to white 
as she came strutting up. Walking like a slightly 
exaggerated runway model Tracy twirled a couple of 
times as the DJ made a few crude but very funny 
comments about what Tracy would be like if she was his 
nurse. She was absolutely eating the attention up. As 
the DJ asked for applause Tracy turned around and 
lifted up the back of her little white dress to show 
off her perfectly tight, round, milky white little ass. 
The crowd went wild as the applause meter was suddenly 
pegged and Tracy was declared the winner on the spot. 

She started jumping up and down excitedly like a little 
girl, clapping her hands, and beaming a huge smile to 
the rest of the club. The DJ asked her to come up and 
accept her prize money, as the spotlight followed her 
up to his booth. You could see him counting out the 5 
$100 bills and handing them to her. As Tracy turned 
around the spotlight was still on her so she blew the 
crowd a kiss, gave them another quick peek of her ass 
and stepped out of the spotlight on her way back to me. 
The speakers suddenly erupted with another great dance 
tune and the spotlight disappeared. The crowd broke 
into another dance, and it was if nothing had ever 
interrupted the dancing in the first place. 

I had lost track of where Tracy was, but within a 
minute she was hugging me and telling me that she was 
having the time of her life. "I can’t believe I did 
that up there!" she said. I told her I was the luckiest 
guy in the world to have her, and that maybe we should 
slow down a little for the rest of the night. "No way 
I’m slowing down right now! Let’s get this show on the 
road!" I thought she was going to wear herself out with 
all of the excitement, but Tracy was pretty much 
supercharged right then, and I was not going to stand 
in her way. 

She turned around to continue what she had started 
before the award presentation started. Within just a 
couple of minutes Tracy had brought over not 1 or 2 
guys, but 4 guys for me to process. She was no longer 
acting nervous at all either, giving them kisses on the 
neck, telling them how much she wanted to suck their 
cocks, and generally getting them incredibly hot and 
bothered. I asked Tracy to come back in a few minutes 
and I began explaining the same ground rules I had 
given Jim, except that I wanted them to meet us at the 
hotel, and bring their friends. By the time Tracy had 
come back the guys had all scattered. 

She greeted me with a very deep french kiss and a hug. 
With her arms wrapped around my neck she told me that 
she wasn’t so sure about this whole thing at first but 
that right now she couldn’t wait to get to the hotel 
room and fuck as many guys as I can throw at her. 

"My pussy is just on fire baby. I mean, I don’t know if 
I’m going to be able to wait until we get to the hotel 
to have one of those rock hard cocks in me." 

"If you like we could bring one of them along for the 
ride. How would you like that?" I said. Apparently that 
is exactly what she had in mind and she squealed with 
delight. 

"I’ll go get him OK?" 

Within 5 minutes she had another guy for me to process, 
and we all headed out to our car together. I told her I 
had already collected the money and that once we got in 
the car she should start giving the guy his money’s 
worth. 

Well, as I got into the driver’s seat, Tracy and her 
friend climbed into the back seat and we were off. 
Tracy immediately went down on the guy as I positioned 
my rear view mirror to get a good view. She was 
insatiable, working the head of his dick smoothly from 
her tip of her lips to the back of her throat, bobbing 
up and down while twisting her head back and forth all 
in one very graceful motion. 

Every once in a while I noticed her grinding her nose 
into her customer’s pubic hair with his cock buried 
deep into the back of her throat. She was really 
showing off, keeping him all the way inside of her 
face, flicking her tongue, and twisting her head for as 
long as she could hold her breath! I could hear her 
coming up for air every now and then with short, quick 
gasps for oxygen. While catching her breath she 
continued to lick the underside of his shaft before 
engulfing it again. 

At a particularly well lit stoplight I could see 
exceptionally well. Noticing this, Tracy looked me in 
the eyes via the mirror and proceeded to take the long 
hard cock she had been working, slowly from her lips to 
deep within her mouth until her john’s cock completely 
disappeared from my site. She did all this without 
losing eye contact and continued by taking it out even 
slower than it went in. She smiled as she completed her 
little show and let out a wicked giggle. She turned her 
attention back to her customer. 

Looking up at him, she asked her John if he liked how 
she was sucking his cock. I could tell that he was 
pretty close to spewing all over her face from the 
difficulty he had answering her. Instead of letting him 
come already, she quickly took his cock back into her 
mouth and began biting the base with her bare teeth. 

This is a technique that had always been a very 
successful with me in the past if she wanted to prolong 
her blow jobs, and it seemed to be working on her 
customer. She also proceeded to really rough his dick 
up with her hands, bending it and squeezing it with all 
of her might, she told him that she wasn’t going to let 
him cum until she had a chance to ride him. 

As soon as she decided that she had delayed him from 
squirting his jizz, she got up off her knees, lifted 
her dress up to her waist, and leaned her head over the 
front seat, less than an inch from my right ear. 
Positioning her bare ass over the guy’s lap she turned 
her head around and cheerfully asked him to undo the 
snap on her g-string. I heard the unsnapping sound, and 
Tracy began to slide back onto his piece of man meat. 

As she was doing this, she whispered in my ear how good 
it felt to be full of hard cock, and how great her new 
friend was at fucking. Although she was whispering, 
Tracy was making an effort to make sure her lover could 
hear everything. She wanted him to know how much she 
loved this, and to make sure he got everything he had 
paid for. 

Tracy turned her head around again and asked him to 
just relax, sit back, and she would do all of the work. 
I could tell each time she filled her pussy with cock 
because she let out a little moan into my ear. She 
started very slowly, and smoothly, but I could tell she 
was beginning to start to lose control as she gradually 
picked up the pace. Eventually I could hear her ass, 
wet from her own juices, slapping loudly onto her 
lovers lap. 

She was really starting to pound her pussy over his 
cock and grabbed onto both front seat headrests in 
order to get better leverage, and control. Our car was 
bouncing up and down as we pulled into the hotel 
parking lot. Tracy was starting her typical series of 
high pitch, and very loud cumming shrieks. I parked in 
the most remote part of the hotel lot so they could 
finish their fucking with less chance of being noticed. 
After about a half dozen of Tracy’s shrieks, the guy 
took over and roughly grabbed Tracy by the hips, 
violently pistoning his rod in and out of her wet cunt. 

Before she could finish her cumming shrieks I grabbed 
her by the face and tongue kissed her. She tried to 
reciprocate with her own tongue but simply could not do 
a very good job. Her face was distorted from cumming as 
I separated my face from hers. Holding her head tightly 
in my hands to stop it from flailing as wildly as the 
rest of her body, I studied her face as she came with a 
deep, loud moan, her unfocused eyes completely glazed 
over. 

Seeing her face so closely as she came while being 
filled with the hard cock of a complete stranger had me 
on the verge of cumming myself. She was completely 
unaware of her surroundings, and would’ve been 
completely incapable of doing anything for at least 30 
seconds. Her orgasms are incredible and really make a 
guy feel like he’s done quite a great job fucking her. 

As the guy put his clothes back on, you could see that 
he was very pleased with himself. Tracy was attempting 
to regain her composure as I stroked her beautiful 
face. Where only seconds ago Tracy’s face seemed as if 
it were wracked in pain, it was now a very contented, 
and happy, if just a little drained. I kissed her 
again. She turned around and made her john feel even 
better by kissing him on the cheek and telling him how 
great he had been. He smiled and rubbed her smooth 
round ass, as she hadn’t begun to get herself back 
together yet. 

I asked the guy that had just fucked Tracy if he would 
need a ride home or not, and he told us that there were 
plenty of his friends that were on their way to the 
motel for a little of what he just had. Getting a ride 
home would be no problem at all he told us. With that, 
he opened the car door, gave Tracy another kiss on her 
cheek and told us he thought he already saw one of his 
buddies pull up a little closer to the room. Holy shit! 
I thought. This night is just beginning. We haven’t 
even checked into the room yet! 

After checking in and getting Tracy from the car into 
our room, she decided that the first thing she needed 
to do was to take a shower. This gave me a chance to 
round up all of the guys that had gathered in the 
parking lot. There was obviously something going down 
at this hotel, and it would simply be a matter of time 
before someone complained and the cops would show up. 

Even though we were doing absolutely nothing illegal, I 
didn’t want to have to explain what was going on to a 
policeman. After all, it does sound pretty strange, 
they probably wouldn’t believe me, and there WOULD be a 
good chance we would end up in jail. Anyway, I had 
everybody there follow me to a half empty restaurant 
parking lot about a half mile away. 

When it finally looked like everybody had shown up I 
got out of the car and told them that they would have 
to come either 1 at a time or in small groups of 3 or 
less. I took an old, unused to do list out of the glove 
compartment so I could write in the names of the guys 
that wanted to have their crack at Tracy. The list had 
times in increments of 15 minutes, which I figured was 
just perfect for my purpose. 

15 minutes for each guy to fuck Tracy would be just 
about right. If it took longer than that, the guy would 
just have to share her with the next guy. I explained 
this, and everybody nodded in agreement. I also told 
them that the only way I could schedule more time with 
her would be if 2 or 3 guys would be willing to team up 
to fuck her. 

This could give them as much as 45 minutes, and I would 
be willing to have the groups go first. Most of the 
guys still opted for their 15 minutes, but 2 groups of 
3 and 1 group of 2 signed up. I gave first dibs to the 
youngest group of 3, and I continued to hand out times 
that they were to have their chance at my new whore-
nurse until each and every guy out there was accounted 
for. I believe there were about 17 in all. 

They were told to be very discrete. I asked them to 
walk from a parking lot that was about a block away, 
and to come up from the back of the hotel rather than 
by the front desk. If they followed all of the rules I 
had laid out, they would be allowed in for their 
allotted time. If not, I would send them away, and the 
entire thing would be in danger of being called off for 
everybody. 

I told them that I would stay in my car at the corner 
of the lot, and they were to check in with me before 
they went to the room. They were also to understand 
that I would randomly check to see how Tracy was doing, 
at least every half hour, and that I reserved the right 
to stay if I decided to for any reason. Everybody 
readily agreed, and the way I had it scheduled Tracy 
would be fucking and sucking for the next 4 and a half 
hours straight. She had seen just how many guys had 
been out there at the parking lot and she didn’t bat an 
eye, saying simply "Bring em all on." 

When I got back to the room Tracy was peaking out the 
curtains. She had gotten her entire nurse’s outfit back 
on and was looking and smelling terrific. Her make up 
was heavy but very nice, her outfit looked just as 
great as it did after she had gotten out of the shower 
at our house earlier that night, and she had pretty 
much doused herself in her favorite perfume. Her hair 
was back in the tight bun it was originally in, and of 
course her cute little nurse’s hat was again perched 
perfectly on top. 

I told her everything that I had gone over with the 
guys at the restaurant parking lot. I told her about 
the number of guys coming over and that I had them 
scheduled to take no more than 15 minutes each. "If you 
get done quicker that’s fine, and if it takes longer 
that will be fine too. You’ll just have another guy to 
join in if he lasts past the 15 minutes." 

"All of this sounds so hurried," she said. "But you’re 
the boss." She especially liked the idea of sending 
groups of guys in. I think that fucking groups of guys 
had always been one of her very favorite things to do 
before we met based on the number of very elaborate 
blow job stories she had told in the past. She always 
relished telling me how it feels to have a hard cock 
pounding in her pussy while she struggles to keep an 
equally hard cock in her mouth. Well now was her big 
chance. 

It wasn’t 5 minutes since I had finished explaining to 
her exactly how I arranged the events of the evening to 
go down when there came a knock on the door. Sure 
enough, and right on time, it was the 3 young guys that 
I had scheduled first. I greeted them at the door and 
apologized for not being at the car as I had originally 
told them I would be. 

I was about to introduce Tracy when she grabbed the guy 
closest to her and immediately started rubbing against 
him, feeling for the bulge in his jeans, and fumbling 
for his zipper. One of the other guys slid in behind 
her, lifted up her tight little dress, and began 
kneading her beautiful ass. Tracy wasn’t wearing any 
panties this time and the guy feeling her ass up wasted 
no time in slipping his finger into her already wet 
pussy. 

I desperately wanted to join in on the fun and maul my 
girlfriend, but I was bound and determined to play the 
pimp and I think Tracy may have thought something was 
up if I began fucking her right then and there. No, 
this night was for Tracy much more than it was for me, 
and I left as one of the guys slipped his dick into her 
from behind, one had his tool in her hand and another 
was engulfed by her mouth. What a sight! The best part 
was that she had the presence of mind to give me a wink 
and wave goodbye to me with her free hand! I don’t 
think I’ll ever be able to forget that mental snapshot. 

Most of the rest of the night was spent in the car, but 
checking in periodically I saw my Tracy with as many as 
3 cocks in her at a time. I kept looking for her to 
give up on the whole thing but she was bound and 
determined to fuck all 17 guys. Actually there were 15, 
after 2 failed to show, but who’s counting. By the time 
the last guy left at 4 in the morning Tracy was a total 
wreck. 

Her hair was stringy with sweat, and cum. There was no 
trace that she’d ever had her hair in a bun and her hat 
was nowhere to be found. Her dress was thrown in one of 
the corners of the room, and only one of her stockings 
remained, although she did still have her garter belt 
on. Her bra was thrown in an opposite corner and her 
pussy was leaking much of the many loads of cum she had 
received over the course of the night. I actually got 
to watch much of her and her last customer and I can 
honestly say that Tracy gave even him a fantastic fuck. 

I could’ve sworn that she came as he pounded her 
missionary style and remained a wildcat to the very 
end, kicking and scratching, yelping and moaning. I 
don’t think it was an act either, but after her last 
customer Tracy pretty much passed out. I could see her 
breathing gently, so I wasn’t really too worried about 
her health. I just let her sleep, and tried to clean 
her, and the place up a little. 
I was awoken that morning at daybreak with Tracy 
sucking my morning hard on for all she was worth. 

When she saw that I was no longer sleeping she began 
thanking me for the greatest night of her entire life 
while continuing to lick and suck my cock. I came very 
quickly, and with an unexpected force. Tracy decided to 
let me shoot my load on the side of her face rather 
than swallowing it like she almost always did. To her 
surprise a tremendous stream of cum erupted halfway 
across the room, landing on one of the lamp shades. 

After 3 or 4 truly massive squirts Tracy decided I must 
certainly be finished as she gobbled my schlong down 
her throat again. The problem was that I was still far 
from finished. She tried keeping up with it by 
swallowing but gobs of goopy white jizz began leaking 
out of the corners of her mouth. 

When I was finally finished shooting my load into her 
sumptuous mouth she began to giggle incredulously as 
she wiped her face off with the bed sheet. "You must 
have been storing that one up all night. My god, I’ve 
never seen anybody shoot that much cum in my life. You 
poor thing. I was having all the fun and you were just 
building up this incredible volcano all night weren’t 
you?" I told her that I wasn’t quite sure if that’s how 
it worked, but it certainly does make sense considering 
the circumstances. 

After a quick peck on the cheek Tracy was back in the 
shower. Of course she had nothing to wear. Her cum 
soaked, nurse outfit was completely unwearable, so we 
left the hotel with Tracy wearing only a white hotel 
towel that barely covered both her boobs and ass at the 
same time, while carrying her white 5 inch heels. 

At 10:00 AM she definitely got her fair share of 
strange looks as she snuck out to our car at the far 
edge of the lot. Tracy called in sick the next day and 
told me she wanted to spend the rest of the day in bed. 
Her pussy was so sore from all of the abuse it had 
taken the night before that even the simple act of 
walking had become very difficult. 

I decided to take the day off as well so I could attend 
to her needs. We probably slept until 2 or 3 in the 
afternoon, and when I finally got up I served her 
chicken soup and crackers in bed. It took her a full 2 
days to recover, but she told me she wouldn’t have 
traded that night for anything in the world, and either 
would I. 

END

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
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