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Convincing My Wife - 2
by spider007 (spider0071@verizon.net)

***

Wife convinced to really spread her charms. (MMF, 
wife)

***

PART 2: Kimberly tells the story...

As time went on Brian's friends were coming over more 
frequently. The stable of what he called his "wife-
fuck buddies" grew to about a dozen. No week went by 
when one didn't show up. Often it was two or three or 
more each week. Brian reduced the times he videoed my 
action and sometimes wasn't even there. I asked why he 
wasn't filming and hanging around to watch. "Don't you 
still get off watching me screw your friends?"

Brian had a long answer, "I have miles of video, and 
don't need much more. Yeah, I still get damn hot 
watching you hump my wife-fuck buddies, but once, 
maybe twice, a week is enough. Other times I'm good 
letting you do your thing, and it excites me knowing 
your at least useful and getting shagged. I love you 
being a slut and love it when you fuck my friends. So 
keep fuckin' 'em all whether I'm there or not. And 
you'd better fuck 'em good; you don't want 'em fussin' 
at me that your fucking was not up to par."

The wife-fuck buddies came fast and furious. The back 
bedroom was redone and turned into a fuck room: put a 
large king-size mattress in the middle of the floor; 
installed mood lighting; added a CD/stereo; put a 
large screen TV on the wall and a case for 
pornographic videos, homemade or otherwise; added a 
couple of easy chairs, a small sofa, a small cabinet 
and wine rack, and a mini-fridge. 

Brian installed large hooks in the wall, ceiling and 
floor, "for future use; don't worry about it," he told 
me. Mirrors were installed on the ceiling and two 
walls, one a two-way mirror where Brian could watch me 
get hammered in private. The one maintenance worry was 
the mattress becoming soaked with cum and cunt juice – 
that stuff can build up fast!

Brian was also becoming more demanding and strict, and 
at times seemed more sullen. This usually didn't 
bother me; I had grown to really like being bossed and 
humiliated, even in front of guys sometimes... 
actually especially in front of horny men. I'm not 
sure why but I got all hot and excited if Brian 
chastised me in front of others. Nonetheless his 
sullenness was excessive, but things were still great. 
Brian fucked me at least daily and I was getting 
bonked two or three or more times a week by his 
friends. Plus I was able to expand my repertoire.

One time a buddy showed up and told Brian he was going 
to fuck me in the ass. Now this past year I've 
probably been fucked 300 times by 15 to 20 different 
guys beyond Brian, and, as strange as it sounds, I've 
never taken it in my ass. I had thought about it and 
worried a little about it. But mostly it was a new 
hill I wanted to climb. Brian told the wife-fuck 
buddy, "As big a slut as she is, she's never had a 
dick in her ass."

"You mean I get to bust her asshole cherry?" he asked 
excitedly.
Brian thought for a minute. "I dunno. I want you to 
fuck my slut wife anyway or time you want. But I think 
I have to be the one to take her virginity. Should've 
done it long ago, I know, but it's never too late. 
Tell ya what. She'll get a dick up her tight little 
ass twice tonight. I'm going to take its cherry. If 
you need to while I fuck her ass, she can keep you up 
by lightly sucking your cock, at least when she's not 
crying in pain. Then you can ream the hell out of her 
ass. And for fun I'll make her rub her clit and get 
herself off while you plug her asshole. How's that 
sound?"

"Man! That'll be great! Can I twist her tits and nips 
while you fuck her?"

"Of course. Do anything you want. Just make sure the 
bitch feels a little pain in her nips," my husband 
snickered. He turned to me, "Get your ass back in the 
fuck room and get all of your fuckin' clothes off... 
and do it quick." He whacked me on the ass as I headed 
for the room.

"Get on your hands and knees, bitch, with your face in 
the mattress," Brian ordered as we gathered in the 
room. The buddy had stripped off his clothes but Brian 
just pulled his dick out of his pants. My husband put 
a lot of body lube on my ass, smeared it all around, 
and pushed a pile into my asshole with a finger. I had 
a finger in my ass once or twice before but this felt 
different. Brian finger fucked my asshole for about 
two minutes starting with one finger and ending with 
three which he rammed in and out and swirled in a 
circle. Then he got behind me and pressed his dick 
against my asshole. "I don't have to be easy with you, 
bitch, do I?"

"Huh uh."

"Fact is you want it rough, don't you, bitch?"

"Uh huh. Do me hard," I mumbled. I had never felt such 
pain as he rammed his dick in my ass all the way in 
one big thrust. I screamed at the top of my voice.

"It'll get better after a while," Brian told me. "In 
the meantime enjoy the pain I'm going givin' ya." He 
fucked my ass like a battering ram and I thought the 
pain would kill me. Then after two minutes of sheer 
torture my ass began to expand a little, the pain and 
my screeching began to subside, and I was getting a 
satisfied stuffed feeling. I also felt a tingling in 
my clit. Brian pounded away. 

He noticed I was starting to feel good, even with my 
nipples being twisted almost off. "See, bitch? Only 
takes two minutes to get used to it. And another two 
or three to like it." He fucked my ass more. "And ya 
know, bitch, a whore who likes it in the ass is worth 
lots more... " Whore hadn't been mentioned since that 
night with Leroy, but I was starting to suspect 
Brian's attitude. "Here comes a load of spunk to join 
your other shit," he yelled and blasted his cum deep 
in my bowels.

"Don't move," Brian ordered. Then told his buddy, "Get 
your dick up her ass quick and fuck it hard." The 
second dick went in my ass much easier. This ass 
fucking was starting to feel good. As Brian told me, I 
started masturbating my clit, but I could swear it 
felt like orgasm cumming on from just the ass fucking. 
With a bellow the fuck buddy came deep in my ass. I 
came about the same time. I didn't know if it was from 
his dick in my asshole or my finger on my clit, but it 
was a super orgasm. I concluded that I liked Brian 
talking dirty and being demeaning and tough with me, 
and I liked cock up my ass. 

"There's one other thing that goes with ass fucking," 
Brian told me. He grabbed my hair and yanked my head 
back. "Clean his cock." My eyes opened in shock. I 
wondered if he was joking. I quickly learned. With his 
left hand fisting my hair his right hand laid three 
quick sharp blows on my ass cheeks. "Open you cock-
lickin' mouth, bitch, like the dirty ass fuckin' slut 
you are, and clean his dick." he yelled. I obeyed and 
in a flash a slightly different tasting cock was 
filling my mouth. 

As I slurped the cock clean Brian continued his dirty 
talk. "Ya know ass fuckin whores are worth more, but 
they're also viewed as dirty, stupid ass fuckers. 
That's what you are now, bitch, nothin' but a low-life 
fuckin' asshole whore."

We got dressed. As the buddy was leaving my husband 
told him to pass the word that "the bitch now takes it 
in the ass." He was right.

For a brief period fucking my ass was the preferred 
choice of his slut-wife fuckin' buddies. I also 
learned that Brian had opened up membership in his 
little club and there were now almost two dozen 
buddies. I was fucking 5 or 6 a week now, often in my 
ass. Brian decided he had to double up to get more in, 
so many nights two buddies showed up and they would 
fuck me in succession. 

Then Brian introduced me to "dp" and I learned to take 
a cock in my cunt and one up my ass the same time. I 
was happily surprised. There was little pain but it 
felt like I was being fucked by the biggest cock in 
the world. I came every time I had two cocks double 
pounding me.

It wasn't long before two guys showed up on any night. 
In the same night I would fuck both in succession or 
at the same time. Men would still drop by 4 or 5 
nights a week which means I'm getting fucked by 
someone besides my husband 8 to 10 times each week. (I 
can't say "stranger" since I've gotten to know the 
fuck buddies, or at least their cocks, quite well.) I 
may be the most fucked woman in town. It's hard to be 
sluttier than me and I was quite content and proud of 
it. 

I still wondered about two things: when might my 
husband make me a whore or make me Leroy's whore, and, 
to satisfy my kinkier side that had developed, when 
would his fuck buddies treat me badly and degrade me 
like Brian does. I'm beginning to view men and their 
cocks as my idol and god. I want to please my gods. 
And I want to obey my gods totally, grovel at their 
feet, and pray to them to make me do nasty things for 
them.

Brian invited three men over one night and I learned 
to suck off one cock while two others were fucking my 
cunt and ass. Brian was so pleased with how I mastered 
three-on-one that three guys dropped in at least once 
and often twice a week. I was now getting "strange" 
cock one way or another a dozen times a week. 

Then, in what he called a special event, five men 
showed up. We all went to the fuck room. One lay on 
his back and I engulfed his cock with my cunt, bent 
over, and a cock was pushed up my ass. Then a cock 
snaked down my throat and I sucked on it. Then Brian 
took each hand and wrapped it around the last two 
cocks and told me to jack off the two and keep 
everything in time. 

I was a whirligig! Brian got this on HD video, and in 
following his instructions, I looked directly into the 
camera with a smile and a twinkle in my eye as I 
serviced the five. Halfway through he got a close-up. 
I took the cock out of my mouth, smiled at the camera 
and recited his script. "I love my husband. I love him 
because he finds men that I can fuck. I can service 
five cocks at once as you can see. I suck one deep 
down my throat, slowly jack off two, take one up my 
tight ass – ooooh, I love a cock in my ass – and the 
fifth in my warm juicy cunt. If I can handle five, you 
know I can do you." 

On cue Brian gave me a two-ounce shot glass of whisky. 
I slurped it down in one gulp and returned to the 
script. "You could maybe get me drunk. But you don't 
have to. If you wanna fuck, just ask. Or better yet 
just order me to do what you want. I'll obey." 

I was curious about Brian's meaning with the script, 
but I assumed I'd find out when he wanted me to know. 
The camera faded to show all six of us undulating with 
each other, and I was gyrating and being poked ten 
ways from Sunday. The cocks in my ass and cunt were 
thrusting at the same time and making me feel like a 
watermelon was fucking me. I didn't have to bob my 
mouth over the cock I was sucking because every time 
the ass-cunt combo rammed dicks in me my mouth was 
forced to the pubic hairs. 

I was able to maintain good jack offs with each hand 
sliding slowly up and down the shafts and rubbing the 
rims. Maybe it was serendipity but all five came 
within 30 seconds of each other, two whitewashing my 
face. 
 I gave all five cocks a thorough cleaning.

Brian cooed, "You were fantastic, babe. I might have 
an academy award winning video."

I don't know if Brian fully knows about my kinky 
fantasy or not, or at least didn't, but when the five-
man cockfest finished Brian told the five to thank me 
by each giving me six spanks on my bare ass. "Make 'em 
hard," he admonished. "See if we can thank her hard 
enough to make her cry. Plus, make her grovel and beg 
each of you to whip her ass." The men looked askance 
for a minute. "Don't worry, gents. I can guarantee 
that she loves being treated like the dirty slut she 
is and wants to get thanked and punished as she 
deserves. And right now she wants her ass whipped, 
don't you sweets? Tell everyone you would love for 
them to spank your just fucked white ass until it's 
rosy red. TELL 'EM, Bitch!"

I looked all of them in the eye and said clearly, "I 
want you guys to paddle my ass. Please spank my ass... 
and spank it hard." I put my head back on the mattress 
and raised my ass. A bare hand lit into me. Once, then 
six times. My ass was already hurting something fierce 
but as Brian had directed I looked back and said, 
"Please spank me some more... and hard."

Another six hard slaps. More begging. And on it went. 

After the fourth man, which was 24 whacks, I was a 
blubbering sobbing idiot it hurt so bad. But I 
managed, "Please... (sob)... mister... (sob)... more 
lashes.... Make... (sob).. it hurt... (sob)... beat my 
ass..." I lost it the last six and was wailing in 
pain. But still managed a, "Thank you..." and a quiet 
question to my husband, "Am I a nasty enough slut for 
you?"

"You're gettin' there, sweetie."

Some nights later, as Brian and I ended making love 
where he fucked my ass and I cleaned his cock, I 
asked, "Tell me lover, what was all that talk when 
Leroy was here about whores and stuff."

"I think that was just Leroy acting macho," he 
answered.

I went on, "Well, given the state I was in, you 
certainly could read Leroy better than me, but he sure 
sounded serious."

"Oh, I'm sure, acting big or not, if he could make you 
his whore, he'd do it," he smiled.

"You seemed to be party to the idea, with the $100 and 
all. What was that about?" I asked.

"But that was me paying Leroy," he corrected.

"Well, the money went the wrong direction, but I think 
it's still whoring me out," I said. I continued, "Did 
that ever cross your mind? Would you like me to be 
your whore?"

"I don't know. I'd have to think about it. If I did 
want you to whore, would you be willing or want to?"

I cooed, "If it would make you happy, yeah, I'd whore 
for you."

He responded, "Well, let me think how it would work. A 
whore is just one tiny step beyond slut. And I love 
you being my slut. So I'm certain I'd like you to be 
my whore." He kissed me full on the lips and lightly 
squeezed a tit. 

'Eureka!' I thought. I added, "Might be one hitch, 
though. Since it was all Leroy's idea, would I have to 
whore for him, too? I remember promising him something 
in the heat of passion." Deep down I wanted his fuck 
buddies to treat me rough; I wanted to whore for both 
my husband and Leroy. Leroy struck me as a tough 
whoremaster. Made me wet just thinking about it.

Brian thought for a moment. "I think I could handle 
that. As long as I kept control, It'd be O.K. to whore 
for Leroy, too. Plus I bet you'd like getting' boffed 
by a bunch of big black cock. Another thing: it 
wouldn't be right to start charging the fuck buddies 
after all the nookie you've already given 'em. So I'd 
have to find you a whole new clientele, mostly 
strangers, and some maybe a little rough... though I'd 
get a kick knowing some guy was roughing you up a bit 
as he fucked you... not heavy stuff, just moderate 
stuff like pulling your hair and banging your head 
against a bedboard. 

Man, the excitement of that thought convinced me. You 
are my wife; you're my slut; and now on your way to 
being my whore. You get a lot more cock, and I get off 
knowing you're doing it, plus a little icing on the 
cake with a few bucks... maybe lots of bucks."

"Wouldn't I get some money?" I asked.

You'd get whatever I chose to give you, whore. You 
worry about fucking; I'll worry about money. And don't 
piss me off by bringing it up again," he replied 
pointedly and gave a nipple a powerful pinch, twist, 
and pull.

A few days later Brian announced that Larry and his 
wife Cheryl were coming over for the evening. "Larry 
might fuck you but mostly it's for Larry's and my 
entertainment. We've talked about it and we both want 
to watch you eat Cheryl's pussy until she cums. Cheryl 
is in to women and is all for it. There's all kinds of 
wonderful things a tongue can do around a pussy and 
asshole."

"NO FUCKIN' WAY!" I retorted. "I don't fuck women. I 
won't do it!" I stammered.

Brian didn't reply. He just turned, walked away, and 
told me to wait a couple of minutes. He returned 
carrying a small bag. "Turn around," he commanded. I 
did, and in a flash he had pulled my arms behind me 
and handcuffed my wrists. A blindfold followed. "Open 
your sass mouth," he ordered and in a flash a ballgag 
was keeping me quiet. He walked me to the fuck room, 
took a knife and scissors and cut my blouse off and 
snipped off my bra. 

Then he pulled my skirt off and my panties down. "This 
is for your own good, love," he said. "You're a loving 
wife, my loving slut, and now my and Leroy's loving 
whore. You must do every god damn thing I tell you to, 
without exception or backtalk. I'm going to punish 
you, and while I do, think about the rules."

I felt binders go around my spread ankles. Binders 
were then put around my outstretched arms. Then a 
large pillow put behind my back which forced my torso 
to push out from the wall that I was bound to. I was 
nervous and fast becoming very apologetic, though I 
couldn't apologize with the ball gag. He removed the 
blindfold and in the opposite wall mirror I could see 
my naked and totally vulnerable body lashed to the 
wall.

Brian spoke, "I'm going to leave you alone to 
contemplate. After Larry and Cheryl get here they'll 
come back with me. I know they'll get a kick out of 
watching you get punished. And as Cheryl enjoys the 
show you can plan how you'll eat her pussy."

Brian left Kim strung up naked in the fuck room. Soon 
he greeted Larry and his free-minded wife Cheryl. 
Brian had met Cheryl lots of times before but he was 
stunned with how foxy she looked. She wore a very 
tight and short miniskirt with a braless blouse 
unbuttoned half way, and her flowing blonde hair 
accentuated her blue eyes. "Welcome. C'mon in," Brian 
said. "Cheryl you look fantastic... good enough to 
eat." They both chuckled at the double entendre. 

Brian continued as he poured three martinis. "A little 
change in plans. Kim gave me some shit a few minutes 
ago and I have to punish her for it. I thought you two 
would like to watch. It's kinky and exciting. Cheryl, 
whadda ya think? I know Larry will salivate over it, 
but do you want to see Kim getting her due?"

Cheryl giggled, "That sounds dreamy. But wouldn't Kim 
mind?"

"Of course she would mind. But I don't give a shit; 
humiliation added to her punishment is good for her," 
Brian responded. The three relaxed with their martinis 
then proceeded to the fuck room.

"Wow, she looks so sexy," Larry exclaimed. "Goody, 
goody," Cheryl snickered.

***

I watched wide-eyed Larry, Cheryl, and my husband 
enter the room. My only protest was a muffled 
'huummmmm' through my gag. Brian reached into a box 
and pulled out a cat-o-nine tails. My eyes got wider. 
I heard Larry whisper to Cheryl, "Look at her eyes. 
This is going to be good." Cheryl giggled and squeezed 
Larry's arm. A light lash hit my stomach... a couple 
on the side of my ass... a couple on my legs... three 
or four on my tits. Brian paused. Then with a 
roundhouse motion whipped my tits hard. I screamed 
through the gag. He lashed my tits hard four more 
times. I cried with my screams and looked down to see 
the deep red marks on my tits.

"That should make her tits flexible for stage two," 
Brian said to them with a sneer. He got clamps from 
the box, fastened them to chains that I noticed 
running through eyehooks in the ceiling. He clamped a 
nipple with one. A shriek from the pain tried to 
escape the gag but couldn't, but the pain didn't go 
away. Then my other nipple was clamped. I noticed the 
clamps had adjusting screws and Brian tightened the 
clamps on my nipples. My eyes filled with tears of 
pain. Brian looked at me. "Get used to it, you sass-
mouth slut." 

Then he grabbed the ends of the chains and pulled them 
taut. He stretched my tits by their nipples four 
inches and the pain was magnitudes worse than just the 
clamps. Brian turned to Cheryl. "Did you know tits 
could stretch this far?" With another giggle and 
squeeze of Larry's arm she shook her head no and 
mumbled, "Huh uh." He went on, "Actually they can 
stretch 6 or 7 inches, but I'll save that for another 
time. You ought to get Larry to do yours sometime."

The whip was back and a heavy lash was put on the tops 
of my stretched nipples. I thought I would die in 
pain. Then two more hard lashes. Then he retrieved a 
long thin birch switch from his box. He switched it 
through the air a couple of times, said to Larry and 
Cheryl, "Watch this," and slashed the switch on the 
top of my breasts. It seared like a knife blade and I 
cried out. "That was nothin'," he said to our guests, 
and smacked the switch directly on my taut nipples. I 
screeched and sobbed. He switched my nipples three 
more times hard and my screeching was non-stop.

"Maybe her tits need a different kind of warming," he 
said mostly to the two watching me suffer – and, by 
their sparkling eyes and tongues hanging out, enjoying 
it tremendously. That's when I saw the lighted candle. 
"These are special hard wax candles with very hot 
wax," he intoned with no emotion. He held one just 
three inches above a stretched nipple and a hot drop 
of wax hit it dead on. 

I didn't think it possible but the pain got worse. I 
tried to yell an apology to let my husband know I will 
never refuse him again but all he heard was muffled 
grunts. Then hot wax on the other nipple. He 
alternated until he had seared both with about 10 
drops. "Think she's learning her lesson?" he asked 
Cheryl, who simply smiled and squeezed Larry's arm 
again. This woman whose cunt I'll have to suck likes 
seeing me tortured. 

Brian continued his explanation, "There's a lot of fun 
stuff you can do with a candle flame. You can heat up 
the nipple clamps that retain heat for a long time and 
see how much she can take; you can actually pass the 
flame directly under a nipple; or if you're trying to 
get some agreement, with a special clamp that I have, 
you can clamp a burning candle just above a nipple and 
let the candle burn down until she succumbs. But I'll 
save this and other stuff for another time." He added, 
"Larry, you might think this is too rough, but deep 
down she's getting a thrill from it. That's the way 
women are. That's how my sass-mouth slut wife is, and 
I bet Cheryl, too."

Brian removed the clamps and approached me with two 
large heavy pairs of vice grips. "Cheryl, come help me 
a minute," he said. He put one pair of vice grips on 
one nipple and tightened down the adjuster until it 
was squeezing my nipple almost flat. He told Cheryl to 
hold it out horizontal while he attached the other 
one. He then held both pairs and thanked Cheryl who 
cooed, "My pleasure," as she gave my nipple a little 
yank. "These grips weigh 4 pounds," he said to the 
duo. "Doesn't sound like much, but it's more than 
nipples can handle. Watch what happens when I let them 
fall." He let go and they damn near jerked my nipples 
clean off. That was the worst pain yet. I was a 
blubbering idiot. 

Brian removed the gag and asked if I will always do 
whatever he says without sass. I sobbed, "I'm sorry. I 
won't ever challenge you again. I'll do everything you 
tell me no matter what."

He removed the vice grips and added, "Then I'm sure 
you'll eat Cheryl's pussy with gusto, huh?"

"For as long as you want!"

He said to Cheryl, "See how it works? See why it's 
good to stay in line?" She responded with a confused 
nod yes. Then to me he said, "C'mon, sweets. You done 
good and deserve a stiff drink. Now keep your clothes 
off and go welcome our visitors. Give Larry's cock a 
warm handshake. Give Cheryl a warm long french-kiss 
while squeezing a tit. Then tell her you can't wait to 
taste her pussy."

I gave Larry's cock a squeeze and kissed Cheryl for a 
full minute while squeezing her tit. I broke the kiss 
with a slurp and said, "I really want to eat your 
pussy."

Cheryl replied, "I can't wait to have your tongue 
buried in my cunt."

We sipped martinis in the family room with every one 
dressed except me. "One final thing," Brian said. 
"Honey, go over and slowly take every stitch off 
Cheryl while Larry and I watch." They ogled me as I 
took off her blouse, removed her skirt, and slid her 
panties down and over her feet. The last put my face 
right at her crotch and I gave her pussy a little 
kiss. "Not yet," interrupted Brian. "The final thing 
is to show whose king. Kim, you sit on Larry's lap and 
he'll play with you tits while you watch, and never 
look away, as your husband fucks Cheryl right in front 
of you."

Brian gave Cheryl a big kiss as he fingered her tits. 
Then he sucked on a nipple as he finger fucked her – 
all in a position where I could clearly see every 
movement. He told her to lie on her back and bend and 
spread her knees. He knelt between her legs. "Grab my 
cock and direct it to your cunt!" he sneered. In a 
matter of seconds his cock was slowly pumping in and 
out at its full length. Cheryl began to moan and pant. 
He fucked her like this for eight minutes while Larry 
gave my already burning tits and nipples a good going 
over. 

Brian then pulled out and told her to get on her hands 
and knees. "Reach back and spread your ass cheeks so I 
can get a clear shot at your tight little asshole," he 
commanded. She did without hesitation. Brian touched 
her rosebud with his cockhead, then in one powerful 
thrust buried his cock up her ass. 

"YEOOOOWWW! OOOW! OH GAWD!" she responded. After the 
first few strokes the pain subsided and she resumed 
moaning with whispers of "fuck me... fuck my ass... 
fuck me..." Brian, showing great control, fucked her 
ass slow and deep for another 8 to 10 minutes. 
Somewhere in there Cheryl shrieked and shuddered with 
an anal orgasm. "Ooooh, your cock feels good up my 
ass.... fuck my ass more..." she pleaded. 

Brian turned to Larry, "Your wife really likes it in 
the ass, huh?" Larry nodded.

After almost 20 minutes of cunt and ass fucking Brian 
pulled out again. He still hadn't cum. He walked to 
her front, kneeled down and said, "Clean it up. Then 
I'm goin' to face fuck you until I cum all over your 
face and pretty blonde hair." Cheryl swallowed his 
cock in a flash and slurped everything off it. Brian 
said to Larry with a sneer, "She not only likes it in 
her ass, she also likes what's in her ass, huh?" After 
a minute he pulled her head back by her hair, got her 
throat lined up with her mouth for a straight shot, 
and thrust his pelvis in and out of her mouth, ramming 
a good seven inches down her throat. 

I saw Cheryl's lips tighten on his cock and the 
telltale sucking motion in her cheeks. I was 
impressed. He was soon face fucking in a fast 
churning. Then he pulled his cock out, jacked it for a 
few seconds and blasted a ton of pent-up cum on her 
face, hair and in her open mouth. There must have been 
7 or 8 separate large spurts; I didn't think that was 
possible.

"That's the situation," Brian said to me. "You fuck 
every man and gobble every pussy I tell you to; I fuck 
any woman that I want to and your job is to help me to 
get in the pants of whatever hot chick I want." He 
continued, "Cheryl, get back on your back, again with 
knees bent and spread. Kim, honey, get between her 
legs and bury your face in her pussy. She's cum once. 
You eat her pussy until she cums twice more. Lick and 
suck every inch inside and out and below her pussy – 
see how close you can get to her asshole. Stay on your 
hands and knees and wiggle your ass to entice Larry to 
fuck you doggie style as you eat your pussy dinner."

For 45 minutes I licked Cheryl's pussy lips, sucked 
cunt juice, tongue-flicked, sucked, and bit her 
clitoris, tongue fucked, and licked the sensitive area 
between her pussy and her ass – getting real close to 
her asshole. I finally made her cum the first time. 
For ten minutes during my "dinner" I gave Larry a 
piece of my ass. Brian reminded me: two orgasms if it 
takes all night. 

I ate her pussy another 30 minutes to get her off the 
second time. In that interval my darling husband 
scored with me and Cheryl gave her husband a blowjob. 
It was one helluva night of wonderful sex. As the time 
passed, I even grew fond of my time in the fuck... er, 
punishment room. I guess that was part of my kinky 
desire to be told what to do and dominated. A fleeting 
thought. I bet Leroy knows how to order and dominate 
his whores and hos. That fleeting thought again made 
me wet.


About a week and 15 fucks later, Brian came home about 
7pm and announced that I didn't have time for dinner. 
"Go put on a tight sheer blouse with four open 
buttons, a push up bra, your tight tiny black leather 
miniskirt, bikini panties, hose and 3- or 4-inch 
heels, lots of bright red lipstick, a hint of perfume, 
and some talc on your pussy."

"Huh?"

He continued, "Then drive to the Embassy Suites on Rt 
23, go to room 315, knock and ask for Louis. When 
Louis answers the door, go in, be exceptionally nice, 
and do whatever he wants you to do for one hour. After 
an hour tell him nicely time is up, get dressed, and 
congenially leave. Then go to the lounge, sit at a 
small table or the bar, order a drink to sip on and 
wait to see if some decent looking guy hits on you. If 
one does, make sure he's staying there. If so chat 
with sexual innuendos and try to get him to give you 
$50 to fuck you. This last instruction is important: 
do not under any circumstances take his $50 until 
you're in his room and he is undressed. Got it all?"

"I think."

"Then get going and be a good whore. And remember, a 
good whore is the dirty whore."

"Holy shit," I thought, "my first night as a real 
whore." Made me tingle.

In about 45 minutes I was knocking on room 315. Louis 
answered and I went in. There was a second man sitting 
on the sofa. I asked who he was. "Don't worry, 
sweetie. I paid for two. Now get your clothes off." I 
undressed as they took their pants off. "You choose, 
sweetie. Which one in your cunt and which in your 
ass?" Louis was bigger and I gave him my cunt. He lay 
on the bed. I straddled him, lowered my cunt over his 
dick and bent forward. The other man approached from 
behind and rested his dick on my asshole.

"You're gonna use some lube, aren't you?" I asked.

He answered, "No way, bitch. For the money we paid we 
get to give you a little pain. Your pimp said it was 
O.K." He shoved his dick all the way up my ass with 
tremendous force. It hurt like hell but with great 
effort I stifled a scream. They started to pump both 
holes together and soon the pain went away and 
pleasure showed up.

I played the part. "I love the feel of your cocks in 
both my holes," I purred. "I can't wait to feel your 
cum filling my ass and cunt. Fuck me hard." They both 
pumped away for a number of minutes and gave me an 
orgasm. Louis had a cell phone, said. "Smile, whore," 
and took a picture of my face. Then he dialed a number 
and told some person about how they both were fucking 
this good looking whore with giant tits. I felt proud. 
I had been there 35 minutes when they both came in my 
ass and pussy. Louis presented me with his dick and 
told me to clean it off, I sucked on it for a minute. 

I sucked everything off the other man's dick. I 
announced time was about up and I started getting 
dressed. They stopped me and said they wanted my 
panties as a souvenir. I left pantiless with them high 
fiving and saying what a great piece of ass I was. 
More pride.

I had been sipping a gin and tonic at a small table 
for 10 minutes when this 30-ish man sat down with me. 
He bought us both another drink and we small talked in 
a personal flirtatious way. We got around to our 
dress. He asked me what kind of panties I wore. In my 
best coquettish way I answered, "I'm not wearing any 
panties."

"Prove it!"

"For $50 you can see for yourself."

"Just see?"

"See, and check it out completely. Feel around to be 
sure I haven't hidden my panties in some crevice."

Within 10 minutes we were in his room, naked, $50 on 
the nightstand, and he was fucking me like a crazy man 
doggie style. He peppered his fucking with slaps on my 
ass. He came with a bellow. I came, too.

I was doing good and it was only 10pm. I thought, 
"This is just as I imagined and hoped. Being a whore 
for my loving husband is fantastic." I returned to the 
lounge, and I'll be go-to-hell, but by 10:30 I was 
riding the five-inch cock of an overweight 50-ish man. 
He was loud and breathed heavy and I thought I should 
do him only at 90% so he doesn't die. After 10 minutes 
of slow deliberate fucking he whispered, "I'm cumming 
and I'm cumming inside you!"

"You go right ahead, big boy. I'd love you to deposit 
your cum deep in my pussy." I responded. He came in my 
pussy like a bull. I lovingly sucked his semi-hard 
cock clean for a good five minutes. 

When I got up to dress and leave he said, "You have 
the sweetest pussy and that was one of the best fucks 
I've ever had. $50's not enough." He gave me a hundred 
dollar bill.

Brian was ecstatic with my first night of whoring, 
screwing his john, picking up two on my own, and 
Giving him $150. "You're super," he said. "I'm going 
to whore you out a lot. You'll get all of the cock you 
want and I might get rich," he said half-humorously. 

Continued in part 3...

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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. 4-million people around the world 
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