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Les filles émergèrent une heure plus tard sous les sifflements des autres femmes qui s'étaient rassemblées dans le salon. Kim versa à Kat et Taylor un verre de Merlot comme elles se détendaient avant de partir diner. Lisa se leva de sa chaise et se déplaça entre les filles, lançant des regards approbateurs. « Mes petits fées ***t divines ce soir » dit-elle avant de placer un doux baiser sur les lèvres de Katherine puis, se retournant, sur celles de Taylor.

Les jeunes femmes passèrent une soirée mémorable à manger dans l'un des principaux points d'intérêt de Asheville, l'auberge de Grove Park. Elles firent un diner de fruits de mer et partagèrent plusieurs bouteilles de vin.

« Alors, dites moi mesdames, quels ***t vos projets pour le reste de l'été? » s'enquit Lisa en plongeant le regard dans celui de Katherine.

« Je n'y avais pas vraiment réfléchi » répondit Katherine à mi-voix.

« Taylor? » questionna Lisa en regardant maintenant la blonde étudiante qui semblait tout aussi indécise.

« Eh bien, je pensais essayer de me trouver un emploi pendant l'été. L'été dernier j'ai travaillé au bureau de mon père. J'étais réceptionniste » déclara Taylor.

« Je vois, » dit Lisa. « Je dois partir en voyage à L.A. pour les six prochaines semaines. Seriez vous intéressées par de la surveillance d'appartement? J'en ais parlé à Jenny et elle était supposée engager quelqu'un pour l'été... pas vrai Jen? »

« Oui, » affirma Jenny. Ça ne paie pas beaucoup, mais ça vous ferait un peu d'argent de poche. »

Le visage de Taylor s'éclaira. Elle adorait la boutique de Jenny et elle appréciait également Jenny. « Pourrions nous passer par chez nous d'abord? J'aimerais voir un peu ma famille pendant l'été, » demanda Taylor.

« Certainement, » répondit Lisa du tac au tac. En fait, vous pourrez aller et venir comme vous voudrez. Gardez juste un œil dessus. J'ai un chat et j'ai besoin qu'on abreuve mes plantes. »

Les deux filles étaient rayonnantes. C'était une bonne occasion de passer l'été tout en restant ensemble.

« Juste une chose, » ajouta Lisa. « Il y a une jeune femme qui a emménagé à quelques portes. Je l'ai rencontrée brièvement il y a quelques semaines... une brune éblouissante... pas tellement plus âgée que toi, Katherine. *** nom est Regina et je pense qu'elle est avocate. »

Les deux filles buvaient les paroles de Lisa. « J'ai vu quelques gars l'inviter pour ce qui m'a semblé être des rencards ces dernières semaines... mais elle est plutôt discrète. Bon, tout ce que je demande, c'est que vous appreniez à la connaître. Peut-être apprendre à la connaître sous toutes les coutures.

« Est-ce une lesbienne? » demanda Taylor.

Katherine regarda sa colocataire, « Je ne pense pas. Elle est hétéro, n'est-ce pas? » demanda t-elle en s'adressant à Lisa.

« Autant que je sache, » sourit Lisa. « Mais j'espère que vous saurez régler cela. J'aimerais pouvoir rentrer à la mai*** dans quelques semaines et passer un peu de temps en compagnie de Regina. Puis je compter sur vous? »

Katherine savait ce que voulait Lisa. Elle voulait la voir séduire une autre femme hétéro. Cette fois quelqu'un d'un peu plus âgée qu'elle. Katherine regarda Lisa. Ses yeux brillaient à la lueur des bougies, un sourire félin sur *** visage, tandis qu'elle sirotait *** vin d'une façon languissante, sa langue parcourant le bord du verre.

Katherine se renfonça dans sa chaise. Elle savait ce qu'elle avait ressenti lorsqu'elle avait séduit Taylor. Les sentiments qui l'avaient traversé. Elle avait apprécié la traque, la séduction, et l'excitation à l'idée d'avoir une soit-disant hétéro lui dévorer la chatte. Elle savait ce que Lisa avait dû ressentir en entrainant Kim de plus en plus loin sur cette voie jusqu'à ce qu'elle abandonne *** petit ami et ne se reconnaisse comme lesbienne.

« Oui... nous le ferons. Taylor et moi, » répondit Katherine.

Taylor regarda Kat puis prit une longue gorgée de *** vin. Bien sûr qu'elle appréciait le sexe saphique mais était elle prête à séduire une autre femme? Le pouvait-elle?

Kat et Taylor regagnèrent la mai*** de Beth dans la voiture de Jenny. Pendant que leurs compagnes plus âgées discutaient à l'avant, Katherine et Taylor s'embrassèrent sur le siège arrière.

Lorsqu'elles parvinrent à la mai*** de Lisa, les étudiantes commencèrent à se déshabiller à la porte. Elles avaient passé toute la semaine à honorer la requête de Lisa qu'elles se trouvent nues en toutes circonstances. Les autres femmes enlevèrent leurs chaussures tandis que Susan mettait un peu de R&B et que Lisa débouchait une autre bouteille de vin.

« Donc, ma chère Katherine, » dit Lisa, sa voix trahissant finalement les verres de vin qu'elle avait consommé durant la soirée. « Puisque c'est notre dernière nuit ensemble, peut-être que notre petite Taylor ici présente pourrait nous faire la démonstration de ce qu'elle a appris cette semaine. »

Tous les regards convergèrent vers Taylor qui rougit en assimilant les paroles de Lisa. « Taylor, pourquoi ne montres tu pas à Kat, Jenny et Beth ce que nous t'avons appris. Kim, chérie, donne lui un coup de main. »

Susan s'était emparée d'un drap dans l'entrée et l'avait étalé sur le sol tandis que Taylor s'avançait vers Kim et l'embrassait. Ses lèvres se déplaçaient sur celles de Kim et Katherine vit la langue de *** amante s'enfoncer dans sa bouche. Kim aspira celle-ci et l'attira à elle tandis que ses bras s'enroulaient autour de Taylor. Taylor chercha dans le dos de Kim et fit glisser la fermeture de sa robe. Tout en retenant d'une main le sommet de sa robe, elle fit glisser de l'autre la fermeture vers le bas.

Kim baissa les bras tandis que le tissu tombait sur ses hanches. Taylor se mit à genoux et dégrafa les petites broches qui maintenaient les talons, permettant ainsi à Kim de s'en libérer et des rejeter sur le côté. Désormais nue, Kim remit Taylor sur ses pieds et elles s'embrassèrent à nouveau.

Taylor pouvait sentir les anneaux d'or qui décoraient les tétons de Kim se presser contre ses propres seins. Elle se pencha et plaça un petit anneau dans sa bouche, tirant le téton en même temps. Elle fit passer sa langue dans l'anneau, la faisant danser sur le bouton durci de Kim. Elle fit glisser *** corps et fixa le diamant enfoncé dans *** nombril. Taylor venait de réaliser à quel point *** ventre était beau. Sa langue jaillit et elle se mit à lui lécher l'estomac.
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Elle contempla le tatouage en étoile sur la hanche droite de Kim. Il était identique à l'étoile sur le bras de Susan assise dans un fauteuil qui regardait l'étreinte des deux lesbiennes. Susan retira sa petite culotte et commença à se caresser pendant que Kim et Taylor faisaient l'amour.

Taylor se laissa tomber jusqu'à ce que les plis humides de Kim apparaissent. Les lèvres de *** con étaient entièrement rasées et *** petit clitoris se dressait entre les lèvres de sa chatte. Taylor fit glisser sa langue délicatement entre les replis de chair comme elle l'avait si souvent fait depuis leur arrivée. Presque chaque nuit elle avait léché Susan, Lisa et Kim tandis que Katherine dormait seule dans sa chambre.

Taylor adorait le goût de la chatte de Kim... presque autant que celui de Katherine. C'était différent et néanmoins délicieux. « C'est ça chérie, enfonce ton visage la dedans. Bouffe moi le con » chanta Kim alors que Taylor, encouragée par ses paroles redoublait d'efforts.

« Ta petite amie lesbienne sait comment brouter une chatte » lança Susan vers Katherine qui observait sa colocataire dévorant la fente de Kim avec délectation. « C'est une gouine très chaude » continua Susan.

« Oh bon dieu, oh putain, c'est ça, lèche mon bouton, broute moi bien » pleura Kim tandis que Taylor enfonçait *** visage de plus en plus loin dans sa chatte. Taylor agrippait fermement le cul de Kim tout en rapprochant ses doigts de *** anus. Elle ramena sa main vers sa bouche et mouillant *** doigt, ramena celui-ci vers le cul de Kim puis l'enfonça délicatement entre ses fesses.

« Oh oui, c'est bon. Doigte mon cul, petite salope. Putain de lesbienne, baise moi, baise moi salope » pleura Kim.

Katherine se retourna pour voir Beth et Jenny plongées dans un langoureux baiser alors que Jenny extirpait les énormes seins de Beth de *** soutien-gorge et commençait à lécher et sucer un téton. Lisa et Susan se frottaient la chatte l'une contre l'autre en contemplant avec intérêt le spectacle lesbien se déroulant sous leurs yeux.

Kim fut prise de soubresauts contre le visage de Taylor. Katherine pouvait voir les liqueurs de Kim couler entre ses fesses alors que Taylor enfonçait ses doigts dans *** postérieur brulant. « Putain je jouis, merde, je jouis » cria Kim en se laissant glisser à genoux face à face avec Taylor.

Taylor et Kim s'embrassèrent tendrement. Kim pouvait gouter ses liqueurs dans la bouche de Taylor. « Maintenant, fais le » ordonna Susan alors que Kim commençait à retrouver ses esprits.

Katherine ne compris pas ce qu'elle voulait dire jusqu'à ce que Kim ne lui tende une bouteille de lubrifiant et que Taylor ne s'allonge sur le drap. Kim fit gicler du lubrifiant sur sa main puis sur les lèvres nues de Taylor. Elle enfonça doucement un doigt dans *** con, puis un autre alors que *** pouce massait *** clitoris.

« Viens par là Katherine et embrasse la » commanda Lisa. « C'est ce que tu as voulu faire toute la semaine. Embrasse la pendant qu'elle te montre ce qu'elle a appris à faire pour toi. »

Katherine leva les yeux. « Pour moi? » pensa t-elle.

« Taylor est devenue la pute que tu désirais » continua Lisa. « Tu voulais qu'elle devienne une pute lesbienne. C'est désormais le cas. Elle fera tout ce que tu voudras. Absolument tout. N'est-ce pas chérie? »

« Oui, Maitresse Lisa. Je ferais tout ce que Katherine voudra. Je lui appartiens. Vous m'avez entrainée à devenir *** esclave dévouée » dit Taylor doucement tandis que Kim introduisait quatre doigts dans *** trou, puis cinq. Les doigts de Kim étaient repliés sur eux-mêmes, allant et venant dans le con de Taylor qui avait ainsi été élargi chaque nuit.

Katherine entendit les mots de Taylor et regarda sa colocataire... *** amante. Elles s'embrassèrent, tendrement, passionnément, leurs langues s'entremêlant.

La main de Kim avait maintenant complètement disparu avec des bruits de succion dans la chatte de l'étudiante. Katherine ouvrit les yeux pour contempler la main apparaissant et disparaissant dans le con de Taylor. Elle ne pouvait croire que *** petit trou étroit pouvait s'accommoder de la main entière de Kim. Elle se rappelait de l'étroitesse de l'ouverture la semaine dernière tandis qu'elle utilisait *** gode-ceinture sur *** amante.

Et Kim était là, maintenant, déplaçant *** poing d'avant en arrière dans *** con, lentement jusqu'au poignet. Taylor gémit et guida le bras de Kim. Le tirant presque... l'encourageant alors que Kim enfonçait celui-ci plus profondément. Lentement, d'avant en arrière.

« C'est ça chérie. Baise mon poing. Je te baise. Tu aimes? Tu aimes que je te baise? » demanda doucement Kim.

« Ouais... J'aime ça, s'il-te-plait, baise moi » gémit Taylor.

« Dis à Kat ce que tu es devenue. Dis lui ce que tu es » continua Kim.

« Je suis une pute. Je suis une petite trainée lesbienne. J'ai besoin qu'on me baise... » gémit Taylor.

« Et tu le seras, chérie » lança Lisa. « Toi et Katherine pourrez baiser tout l'été. Tu pourras brouter toutes les chattes que tu voudras. Mais tu devras m'accorder la faveur que tu sais, d'accord? Toi et Katherine devrez apprendre à connaître notre voisine un peu mieux, n'est-ce-pas? »

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« Oui, Maitresse Lisa. Vous voulez en faire aussi une lesbienne. Vous voulez qu'elle vous broute la chatte » gémit Taylor en tirant sur le bras de Kim, l'enfonçant plus profondément dans sa cavité brulante.

« Tu feras ça pour moi? Tu vas transformer ma voisine en lesbienne comme toi? Une vrai chaudasse qui ne peut se passer d'une bonne chatte? » sourit Lisa.

« Oui Maitresse... elle doit devenir une lesbienne. Elle adorera me brouter la chatte. Je lui ferais brouter votre chatte. Elle vous suppliera de lui baiser le cul. Elle sera votre petite salope, tout comme moi, elle sera une salope lesbienne » continua Taylor.

Katherine suçait avec avidité le téton de Taylor. Elle ne pouvait croire à quel point Taylor était devenue déshinibée et grossière. Pas plus qu'elle ne pouvait croire à quel point sa chatte avait grandi alors que Kim faisait aller et venir librement *** bras dans le con de Taylor.

« Oh bon dieu, Katherine, oh bon dieu, embrasse moi chérie » cria Taylor alors que Katherine refermait sa bouche sur la sienne. Taylor enfonça sa langue profondément dans celle de Kat tandis que ses hanches se soulevaient du sol. Elle donna des coups de bassin de haut en bas jusqu'à ce que *** cul repose par terre et que Kim dégage délicatement *** bras de sa chatte.

Kim se rassit, *** bras recouvert des liqueurs de Taylor, tandis que Katherine baissait les yeux sur le con largement ouvert de celle-ci. Ses lèvres étaient enflées et rouges et *** con demeurait béant, invitant quelqu'un, n'importe qui, à y revenir. Katherine se pencha et embrassa la chatte de Taylor avant de s'allonger à ses cotés.

« Pourquoi n'iriez vous pas vous doucher avant d'aller vous coucher? » dit Lisa en souriant aux deux étudiantes épuisées.

Katherine baigna Taylor qui semblait trop épuisée pour soulever les bras. Elles se glissèrent sous les bras et pour la première fois depuis des jours, Katherine serra Taylor dans ses bras en s'enfonçant dans le sommeil. Katherine ne pouvait croire à quel point Taylor et elle avaient changé en l'espace de quelques semaines.

Elles étaient toutes deux des lesbiennes et elles s'aimaient tendrement. Tout ce que Taylor avait fait... elle l'avait fait pour Katherine. Afin de devenir le genre de salope lesbienne qu'elle désirait. Katherine avait toujours su que Taylor était une soumise. Maintenant elle savait à quel point Taylor le voulait. Elle savait également que Taylor était bien trop soumise pour séduire une femme hétérosexuelle.

Mais une promesse était une promesse. Elles pouvaient vivre ensemble chez Lisa mais elle devaient transformer cette inconnue -- en faire une lesbienne. La salope lesbienne de Lisa comme elles l'étaient devenues. Katherine ***gea à sa première nuit avec Ann. Sa première fois avec une autre femme et ensuite les nombreuses nuits et après-midi avec Lisa et Susan.

Elle savait qu'elle pouvait la séduire. Elle voulait la séduire... Regina. Elle voulait voir cette fille hétéro brouter sa première chatte, la sienne!

Katherine caressa les cheveux de Taylor, sentant sa respiration paisible contre sa poitrine. Taylor était profondément endormie. Demain elles quitteraient le chalet et passeraient quelques jours séparées l'une de l'autre dans leurs familles. Mais elle seraient bientôt réunies. Alors qu'elle caressait le dos de Taylor, elle ***gea qu'elle était profondément amoureuse. Elle voulait faire quelque chose pour démontrer leur amour au monde entier -- quelque chose qu'elles pourraient faire ensemble.

Un tatouage comme Susan et Kim? Un perçage spécial? Elles en parleraient durant leur voyage de retour. Katherine ferma les yeux. Ses bras enlaçaient étroitement Taylor -- ils enlaçaient étroitement *** univers.
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Un diner d'anniversaire


- Bon anniversaire ma chérie, s'exclame Simon en levant *** verre en l'honneur de sa compagne, Virginie qui fêtait aujourd'hui ses trente-trois ans, imité comme un seul homme par ses amis!

Pour l'occasion, *** homme la voulait sexy, offerte aux yeux de tous et disponible pour ses yeux mais aussi pour ses mains. Et ce fût avec un plaisir non dissimulé que la jeune femme accédait à la demande de *** homme.
Virginie, brune aux cheveux mi-longs, assez fins, était vêtue d'une robe blanche à brides tombant juste au dessus des genoux et d'un gilet d'un brun léger qu'elle avait gardé ouvert.
Ce qui permettait d'avoir une vue imprenable sur *** décolleté et le sillon formée par ses seins empri***né dans un soutien-gorge en dentelles. Et le contraste des couleurs était tout bonnement sublime!
Mais ce dont elle était également fière, c'était ses fesses qu'elle avait bien ronde et ferme, entretenue quotidiennement dans un club de gym. Un simple string ficelle complétait sa tenue.
Très émue, Virginie déballait le cadeau déposé par *** homme, devant elle: la petite boite contenait un magnifique collier de perle avec une pierre rouge en *** centre.

- Merci mon amour! Dit-elle en se levant pour aller tout d'abord embrasser ***
compagnon et ensuite les autres convives.

Tout le monde regagnait sa place et le repas pouvait continuer dans la bonne humeur.
De nature très rai***nable, doublé d'une certaine timidité, ce soir-là Virginie avait bu un peu plus que d'habitude et avait l'ivresse sensuelle...
Elle ne se rendait pas compte que Jocelyn et Patrice, ses voisins de table, profitaient de l'occasion pour la complimenter sur sa beauté et mater, via le décolleté affriolant, *** opulente poitrine!
A la fin du plat principal, la jeune femme quitta la table des convives, en prenant garde de ne pas se trébucher, pour aller se rafraîchir quelque peu.
Simon, en grande conversation avec les deux autres femmes, n'avait même pas remarqué que ses deux amis s'étaient éclipsés pour soi-disant aller fumer une cigarette dehors...
Au moment où elle voulait ouvrir la porte des toilettes pour dames, Virginie se sentit comme emportée par une vague!!!
Les deux hommes qui l'avaient suivie, la poussèrent dans la toilette réservée aux handicapés, en prenant soin de ne pas être vu!
L'esprit embué par la prise de quelques verres mais assez lucide pour se rendre compte de la situation, Virginie s'emporta :
- Mais que faites vous là ?
- Tu nous as allumé toute la soirée avec ta tenue de salope! Maintenant nous voulons aussi notre cadeau, rétorquait sèchement Jocelyn!!!
- Mais vous êtes complètement fou, sortez avant que j'appelle le responsable de salle !!!
Sans perdre de temps, Patrice se ruait vers elle, la saisissant à la taille.
Virginie se retrouvait coincée entre les deux hommes, elle ne pouvait que penser à ce qui allait lui arriver.
Virginie avait vu leurs mains se promener sur *** corps aux formes généreuses et s'arrêter à ses gros seins en forme d'obus. Là, elle avait compris qu'elle allait passer un drôle de moment. Ils la poussèrent au fond de la cabine.
Forcée de se pencher en avant, Virginie sentait la bite du black, d'une grosseur qui était à la hauteur de leur réputation, se promenait sur tout *** visage. Virginie sentit ses nerfs se relâcher, rassurée et avala sans broncher cette queue turgescente, elle aimait et continuait à faire comme si de rien n'était.
Patrice relâchait *** étreinte pour dévêtir la jeune femme :
- Oh, putain ! Quelle croupe de pouliche, s'exclamait Patrice !
Il était subjugué par le fessier qu'il avait devant lui : bien rebondi et des hanches accueillantes.
Jocelyn lui baisait la bouche sans retenue et trouva même le moyen de lui détacher le soutif. Sa lourde poitrine tomba dans le vide sans retenue ce qui provoqua chez Virginie une légère douleur qu'elle ne put contrôler.
Sur ce, Patrice se jeta sur la brunette, lui écartait les cuisses pour la pénétrer. Elle sentit sa bite ******
-Non ! Arrêtez ! Arrêtez !
Virginie sentit le feu à sa chatte avec ce va-et-vient ponctué de râles et d'hommages grossiers à *** statut de pute prise complaisamment.
Cependant, Jocelyn qui la besognait le gosier depuis un petit temps n'allait tarder à se vider, si bien que Virginie sentit au bout de quelques allers-retours, sa bouche se remplir. Elle hoqueta pour cracher l'excédant de semence qui dégoulinait aux bords de ses lèvres, tiède et écœurante.
A peine remise de ses émotions, Virginie sentait la queue de Patrice glisser entre ses globes fessiers rendu humide par l'accouplement bestial qu'elle venait de subir.
Elle fris***na de tout *** corps lorsqu'elle sentit le gland violacé se poser sur sa rondelle :
-Non, pas çàààààà !!!
Se foutant carrément des ses jérémiades, il lui répondait sèchement :
- Une grosse salope comme toi, ça finit bien comme ça, non ?
Et en s'adressant à *** comparse :
- Mords-lui les seins à cette garce, elle adore cela !
Jocelyn ne lui mordit pas les seins mais s'empara des tétons et les fit rouler entre ses doigts !
- Aïe, tu me fais mal, gémissait-elle !!!
- Tu n'as rien à dire salope !
Et là, elle sentit la bite de Patrice se glisser dans *** cul qui la maintenait fermement par les hanches :
- Aaaaaahhhhh.....
Patrice commençait à limer Virginie dont les cris se transformaient en plaintes :
- Han... Aie... Ho... Elle est trop... Han... grosse
- Tu veux toujours que j'arrête ?
- ... Han... Ho... c'est...
- C'est quoi
- C'est bizarre... j'ai... han... encore mal... mais c'est bon en... Ho... même temps
- Alors on continue ?
- ...oui... vas-y ... continue
Il accélérait la cadence. Virginie ne bronchait plus, ses grosses mamelles s'agitaient dans tous les sens, totalement abandonnée à cette pénétration forcée...
- Oui... je sens que ça vient... Oh oui... Je... Oh oui... je jouis.... Ahhhhhhhhh....
Des mains la tenant fermement ses hanches et la queue de Patrice enfouie au plus profond de ses boyaux, Virginie sentit *** cul se remplir de foutre par saccades...
Ils restèrent dans cette position d'accouplement bestial, le temps que la bite se rétracte. Et vu la quantité de sperme qu'elle venait de se prendre dans le fondement, la bite de *** sodomiseur fut expulsé de ses fesses faisant un bruit de succion, lui arrachant un dernier râle.

Virginie n'en pouvait plus, ses cheveux lui collaient au visage et des gouttes de sueur lui perlaient la peau. Elle pensait que *** calvaire était fini et n'espérait qu'une chose : rejoindre Simon.
Machinalement elle voulut se rhabillée mais c'était sans compter l'appétit sexuel de Jocelyn qui lui attrapait la main pour la poser sur *** sexe en érection :
- Tu ne vas pas me laisser ainsi, grosse salope ?
- Nooon... c'est pas vrai... j'en peux plus moi et...
- ...et quoi ? Patrice a eu droit à ton cul et moi pas, ce n'est pas correct de ta part ! Alors tu vas devoir assumer, ma petite pute !!!
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Patrice, dont le sexe avait à peine débandé comme s'il n'avait plus baisé depuis un mois, se coucha sur le carrelage.
Jocelyn l'empoigna aux épaules, la guidant fermement vers *** collègue. Obéissante, Virginie vint enfourcher *** dernier baiseur, enserrant ses cuisses. Elle descendit lentement sur le pieu de chair, s'ajustant à lui, éveillant en elle une nouvelle sensation en atteignant des zones plus que sensibles.
- Jusqu'à la garde, cette fois, tu vois ...
Tout à coup elle voulut connaître pleinement le contact de sa peau, elle se pencha, sa grosse poitrine s'écrasa doucement sur celle de Patrice, avant de reprendre le lent mouvement de ses hanches.
Virginie avait complètement oublié Jocelyn. Elle perçut plus qu'elle ne vit *** mouvement les contournant mais sentit ses genoux forçant l'espace entre les siens et ceux de l'autre comparse.
- Tiens-la bien ! Je vais me faire *** joli p'tit cul...
Virginie eut un bref sursaut, mais Patrice l'enserra étroitement entre ses bras, d'une main ferme sur le bas de *** dos il la plaqua.
Le black posa ses deux mains sur ses fesses, les écarta. Virginie empoigna fermement les épaules de l'autre homme.
Elle sentit la chair dure au contact de sa peau, hésitant un bref instant, trouvant l'ouverture.
- Doucement... souffla la brunette.
- Ne me fais pas trop mal, mais surtout, va jusqu'au bout, ajouta-t-elle en pensée.
Il pesa sur elle, se frayant *** chemin.
Virginie gémit, il s'immobilisa, attendit que la tension de *** corps s'atténue, puis s'aidant de tout *** poids, il finit sa pénétration, écrasant sa chair sous *** ventre dur. Puis il prit ses hanches à deux mains, entreprit de leur imprimer un lent mouvement qu'il accompagna, la faisant glisser sur le sexe de *** compagnon.
Virginie posa sa tête sur la poitrine de Patrice, ferma les yeux, se détendit complètement.
- A vous, messieurs, pensait-elle, je ne peux rien faire de plus pour vous...
Les deux hommes perçurent *** relâchement. Celui sous elle, jusque là immobile, commença à bouger, chacun des ses mouvement la faisant s'empaler sur l'autre, qui très vite accorda *** rythme, tous deux se renvoyant *** bassin en cadence, avec lenteur.
Virginie comprit qu'ils la ménageaient. Mais ce n'était plus ce qu'elle voulait.
- Plus fort... gémissait-t-elle.
Elle sentit les mains de l'homme du dessus, se crisper sur ses hanches, à la limite de la douleur. Puis il lui administra un coup de boutoir qui lui arracha un jappement de surprise et de douleur :
- Aïïïïeeeee......doucement.....vous êtes fou.....
Reprenant ensuite *** mouvement, mais cette fois sans retenue, le black répondit comme un écho :
- Oui, on est fou de gros cul de bourge !!!
Lequel lui donnait le plus de plaisir ? Totalement abandonnée, insouciante de la sueur qui ruisselait de *** corps, Virginie n'en savait rien, les vagues de sensations s'entrechoquaient en elle, elle percevait les moindres frémissements, les moindres vibrations de ses partenaires, elle avait l'étrange sensation que leurs deux sexes se touchaient en elle, *** bassin devenu un seul réceptacle de plaisir pour trois.
A nouveau, elle agrippa les épaules de l'homme sous elle. Elle ne voulait pas jouir si vite, ni surtout qu'ils en terminent si vite avec elle, elle se sentait bien, pleine et entière. Elle voulut entraver leur mouvement, ralentir le rythme qu'ils lui imposaient, mais n'y parvint pas, leur désir maintenant sauvage, leur ***** ne le permettait pas. Elle renonça, se laissa aller.
- Tu es serrée du cul...Ton mari ne te baise jamais par là, lui demandait Jocelyn ?
- ...
- Je suis sûr qu'elle en a envie, je me trompe salope ?
- Non, réussit-elle à répondre entre deux gémissements.
- Alors, dis-moi ce que tu la veux par là !
- Hum... oui... vas-y...
- Non ! Mieux que ça !
- Aaaaaaaaaah... encule-mooooooooooi ! Mets-toi taaaaaaaa biiiiiiiiiiiiiitte dans le
cuuuuuuuuul ! ouiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii salaud vas-y, vas-y, vas-yyyyyyyyyyyyy !!!
- Voilà, c'est mieux... alors, puisque tu le demandes, tiens ! Prends-ça !
Il poussa d'un coup et s'enfonça entièrement entre les fesses de la femme qui ne peut retenir un cri, à la fois de douleur et de plaisir.
Il entama de lents mais profonds va et vient et Virginie, presque habituée à la présence de cette barre de chair dans *** cul, l'encouragea :
- Ahhhhh.....ouiiiii ! C'est boooon ! J'aime ta queue dans mon cul... prends-moi bien !
Elle sentit l'orgasme monter, une vague sauvage, irrésistible. Le déferlement la fit crier, une longue expiration suivie d'un hoquet, ses propres battements, la violence de la décharge des deux hommes, lequel avait commencé, lequel finissait ? *** corps n'était plus qu'un réceptacle de pulsations, les siennes amplifiées par celles des deux hommes.
- Ooooohhhhh ..... ouiiiii ..... !
- Tu aimes qu'on te baise le cul ?
- Ouiiiii... c'est booooon... vas-yyyyy ..... , encule-moi fort !
Virginie savoura jusqu'à l'ultime onde de plaisir, avant que leurs sexes ne glissent hors d'elle, la privant de leur unité, la réalité revenait, les bruits, l'odeur forte de leurs corps en sueur, la chaleur, le poids de l'homme sur *** dos.
Lorsqu'elle rouvrit les yeux, elle eut un sursaut, amorti par la masse des deux hommes.
Sans attendre, les deux hommes se rhabillèrent et quittèrent les toilettes rapidement sans même qu'elle s'en aperçoive.
Virginie gisait sur le carrelage, pantelante, le corps en sueur, sa chatte et *** anus dégoulinant du sperme de ses amants.
Le cœur cognant fortement dans la poitrine, elle se crut mourir. Puis après un long moment, Virginie se ressaisissait doucement et se relevait en vacillant.
Après s'être rhabillée comme elle pouvait, la jeune femme se dirigeait en titubant vers la sortie. Elle était à la fois ivre du plaisir et prise de colère d'avoir trompé *** compagnon en se comportant comme une vulgaire pute.
Bien sûr, per***ne se fût au courant de cette aventure et surtout pas *** mari, même si en la voyant revenir dans la salle, il trouvait que Virginie n'était plus la même...
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My Wife Becomes Whore to a Gang


My wife Michelle is a high powered lawyer in our town, which is a medium sized Midwestern city. We've been married for about 22 years. About 3 years ago we were in a bit of a doldrums and I decided to spice things up by renting a room at a sex motel in the seedier side of town. The motel was one with themed rooms and Jacuzzis. To my surprise Michelle dressed the part of a slut, wearing a short skirt and high heels and a tight top. She insisted in going into the office to get the key, shaking her ass the whole way in and out and drawing some leers from a few guys who were hanging around outside. Once in the room she confided in me that for the last few years she was having a reoccurring fantasy of becoming a whore.

Michelle is a blonde of medium height. She has fantastic natural 36 DDs and beautiful wide areolas with sexy little bumps surrounding her nipples which get very hard when she is aroused. She also has a great ass which got a little bigger when she turned 40, but which looks great in sexy tight shorts or skirts.

A few months ago Michelle found a local college bar in the small town next to ours. She wanted to dress up as a slut and go in the bar and flirt with the college guys. I asked her how far she wanted to go?

"I don't know. Maybe let a few boys buy me ******, rub my leg against them. Let them grab my ass when we dance. If I'm turned on maybe I'll grind the guy a bit. A little light making out and then we can go home and fuck like crazy."

I had to admit that the thought of seeing her be a slutty older tramp and get pawed by horny college guys turned me on a bit, as long as it didn't go too far.

On the night in question we drove to the bar and I dropped her off and watched her shake her ass in her 4 inch red heels as she swayed into the bar. She was wearing a small jean skirt and a black tube top that showed off her fantastic tits.

I walked in a few minutes later and grabbed a table by the bar with a good view. She was already talking to a few guys with a ***** and cigarette in her hand. I watched her smile and laugh and rub her nails lightly over the arm of one of the college guys. A few minutes later they were on the dance floor as planned and when a slow dance started she snuggled into his arms and I watched his hand rub the small of her back for a few seconds before it disappeared beneath her skirt. Meanwhile she was staring intently into the eyes of her new friend before they kissed. First lightly and then more deeply.

The song ended and Michelle swayed back over to the table with her friend. The bartender walked over and asked me if I wanted another beer.

"I see you've been watching that slutty milf."

I nodded.

"Well see that mean looking dude over there?" The bartender pointed to a thuggish looking guy in the corner. He was about 19 and wearing a headband of a gang color.

"His name is Jose. He runs the working girls in this bar for the NorthSide Posse. NSP they call themselves. He's going to lay the law down to her in a few minutes."

I wondered what to do as I saw the guy get up and walk over to Michelle. He leaned over and whispered something in her ear and a few seconds later I saw her exchange phone numbers with the guy she was making out with and then walk behind Jose shaking her ass in an even more exaggerated manner. She glanced at me as she walked by and smiled, so I did nothing. Jose stopped at the end of the bar and sat on a stool. Michelle stood before him swaying slightly, one leg on the stool Jose was sitting on.

There was some quiet conversation and I saw Michelle laugh and shake her head. Jose reached up and put one finger in the center of her tube top and pulled her tube top. She stood without moving for a second giving Jose a good look down the front of her shirt, then she pushed his hand away. They talked for a few more minutes and I saw the bartender bring them two shots of Tequila. They downed their shots and Jose put his finger between her tits in her tube top and pulled her tube top down slightly and then towards him. Again Michelle held her ground giving Jose a good look at her tits. She went to push his finger away again but this time he caught her hand. They playfully wrestled for a moment and then I saw Michele allow herself to be pulled close to him. Jose kept his finger in her tube top, and I could see him run it down as he brushed her nipple and then ran it around her areola. His other hand let go of her hand and I saw him run it on the inside of her thigh up her skirt. Michelle stood there letting this gang member play with her tit and rub his finger near her pussy. She had a smile on her face and was staring into his eyes. There was some light making out and then I saw Jose take the bandanna off his head and give it to Michelle. She walked right past me without saying a word and went into the bathroom. A few moments later she came back wearing the bandana as a top. It barely covered her tits which were swaying. The weight of her 36DDs hung the top down and the side of her tits were clearly visible. The tube top she had been wearing was now her skirt. The tight spandex rode up her legs as she walked and it barely covered her ass. If she had look light a slut before, now she was clearly a whore looking for customers. Most eyes were on her as she came sashaying out of the bar and walked slowly over to Jose. Then she fell into his arms and gave him a passionate kiss.

A few minutes later Michelle and Jose walked over to me. Michelle was holding on to Jose's arm as he approached me. He other hand kept pulling down her skirt as it rode up her ass.

"You married to this ho?"

"Yes."

Jose seemed surprised.

"Well this bitch wants to come with me back to my boys bar. Ok?"

I looked at Michelle and she nodded.

"If that's what she wants" I said.

"Ok homey, lets get a few things straight. She may be your wife, but tonight she my ho. My bitch. For me and my boys. I don't want no trouble. But she's doing this because she wants to. So tonight she's ours. You down wit that?"

I looked at Michelle. "It's what I want honey. One night. Come watch. It will be fun."
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I nodded. Jose turned and Michelle walked out with him and I followed. A cadillac pulled around and Michelle and Jose got into the back. I got into my car and followed. We drove for about twenty minutes to a bad part of town. There was a bar on a street corner and the Cadillac pulled up in front. I parked across the street.

I walked across the street and could see that the front passenger door of the Cadillac was open. Jose was in the back but I could not see Michelle. Smoke was coming out of the car. Jose was leaning back and caught my eye. He smirked. A few seconds later Michelle's head popped up. She had clearly been giving him a blow job. Then I saw someone hand her a joint. A few seconds later she got out of the car coughing and trying to re-tie on her top.

Jose walked up to me. "Your wife been smoking a joint laced with X. She's gonna get real horny soon and I'm gonna make some money. That top she's wearing signifies she with me and my boys. No one gonna bother her unless they talk to me first. She'll be safe, especially if she keeps sucking dick like she just did me."

Michelle stumbled on her high heels and had trouble keeping her skirt down over her ass. She pulled it down but it barely covered the top of her thighs. She was some sexy sight with her large breasts barely covering her tits, and trying to walk on her high heels while keeping her skirt covering her pussy, all while being a 40 year old slut on the arm of a 19 year old gang member who she had just blown.

We walked into the bar. Loud music was playing and thick smoke hung in the air. There were dozens of women of all different races in various stages of undress, but none of them appeared to be as blonde or as old as Michelle. A few woman were straddling guys giving them lap dances while a few others walked around the bar dressed more or less like Michelle was.

Jose greeted a few of his friends and Michelle was seated at a table. I could see she was nervous because she clung tightly to Jose. A few minutes later a tall black man came over. I recognized him as a local basketball player on the college team. I saw him speak to Jose and then hand him some cash. Jose said something to Michelle and then she got up and greeted the guy. They spoke for a few minutes and then he walked her over to a pool table with his hand around her waist. They shot pool for a while and Michelle made a big deal of leaning over and shaking her ass while trying to line up a shot. Eventually another two people came over and they played two against two. While they were waiting their turn Michelle sat on the basketball player's lap and he was nuzzling her ear. She was grinding her ass as she sat on him. Then it was his turn and he got up and sank several balls and when he finally missed and came back Michelle got up and threw herself into his arms and they kissed passionately. Then she sat on his lap and allowed his hand to slip underneath the small bandana covering her tits. I could see his massive hand playing with her left tit as he ran his finger around her nipple and finally pinched it, all while kissing and nuzzling her ear. This- her fantasy being played out- along with the X the gang had given her was too much for her- as she stood up turned around and then straddled her new friend. They kissed passionately and I could see her hand struggling with his cock between his legs. She broke their kiss for a second and then whispered something into his ear. I saw him reach into his pocket and give her some more money. Then with basically one tit hanging out Michelle walked back across the bar to Jose and gave him the money.

Her fantasy was now a reality. This high powered sexy 40 year old lawyer was being pimped out by a 19 year old thug. He owned her. She was his property and was having sex with who ever he told her to. Jose gave her a small packet which I realized was a condom. Michelle sashayed back across the bar to her basketball player and moved him over to a small couch in the corner. They kissed for a few minutes and then I saw her head go between his legs and then she put the condom on him. Then she straddled him and fucked him right there, in a darkened corner of a gang bar. I know my wife and I can tell when she fakes it and when she has an orgasm. She rode his cock for 10 minutes and as they quickened their strokes she began to arch her back and put her hands up in the air. The basketball player had free reign over her tits and he pulled her close and began sucking a nipple. She loved getting her nipple sucked while getting fucked and I could see her body quiver. She was coming. A few minutes later her new lover came and she collapsed into his arms. They cuddled for a few minutes and then she got up and walked back to Jose, her pimp.

This went on a few more times. Guys would come over asking for the white milf, and a few minutes later they would pay Jose and she would either go on the dance floor with them or play some pool or just have a quick ***** before going to a dark corner or a couch and blowing them or letting them fuck her.

It was after 2am and I was wondering how much longer this would go on. Michelle had broken our agreement and gone further than we ever agreed to. She put us in a situation where we were at the mercy of thugs.

Michelle came over and sat down. "Honey, I am so turned on. I love being a whore. This is totally fulfilling all my fantasies."

"Can we go?" I pleaded.

"Not until Jose says I can go."

Jose came over. "Come on, you earned your stripes."

Michelle got up and followed Jose and I followed her. We walked outside the bar and Michelle was busy fixing her top to keep her tits inside the bandana. Her skirt was riding up her ass as she walked on the sidewalk, swaying her ass, just like a streetwalker. A few doors down the next block was a tattoo parlor and we walked inside.

There was a young black man who greeted Jose and then eyed Michelle. "Damn this Ho is hot."

"She gets a silver NSP." The guy nodded and we walked into the back.

My mind was whirling. A tattoo was out of the question, but Michelle was holding tight to her pimp. They sat down at a table and the guy walked over and tugged at Michelle's top. It didn't take much and it came off. "Mmmmm I love my job sometimes" he laughed.

Michelle was put into a chair. The guy reached into a table and pulled up a small sliver charm attached to a thin bar.

"I only get a silver one" Michelle whined.

"You gotta do a lot more than shake yo ass for me one night ho" said Jose "before you get a gold one."

Michelle pouted and Jose walked over to her and leaned over to her.

"You my bitch?" Michelle nodded. "You my ho." Michelle nodded again. Jose put his finger under her chin and she looked up at him as he kissed her deeply. I could see Michelle take her tongue and pull Jose's tongue into her mouth.

Jose broke the kiss. "Say it." Michelle looked down. "I'm your bitch."

"Louder." Michelle looked up and into her pimp's eyes. "I'm your bitch. I'm your ho. I only fuck who you tell me to."

"Ok lets do this."

"The guy walked over and pulled up a chair and sat down. He reached out and grabbed Michelle's right tit and cupped it. Then he stroked it and rolled her nipple between his thumb and finger. She moaned. Then he did the same thing with her left tit and she moaned even louder.

"The left nipple is bigger " he said. He took out some sterilizing fluids and sterilized her left nipple continuing to rub it and tug on it. Michelle squirmed in her seat, crossing one leg over the other. The man let his other hand fall to her thigh and I saw him push between her thighs. Michelle opened her eyes and looked at her pimp. He nodded and just like that she spread her legs giving him access to her pussy. He fingered her for a few minutes, all the time tugging and pulling on her left nipple.

"Ok. It's time." He numbed her nipple and then pierced it and then placed a thin silver bar with a NSP charm dangling from a small ring attached through a hole in the bar. There were two small bars that snapped into place on either end of the small bar that had pierced her nipple and just like that Michelle was branded with the gang's symbol.

Michelle looked down at her pierced nipple and then stood up. She was woozy. She put her arms around her pimp.

"This mean you our ho. No other gang can touch you. You can walk anywhere in town in your slutty little outfits and no one will bother you without my ok."

Michelle kissed her pimp deeply again. "I am all yours." She glanced at me for a second and then kissed Jose again.

"And you never take this off without my permission Ho, OK?" Michelle nodded. "If I call your ho ass at work you take your phone and take a picture of you wearing our sign and send it to me right away so I know my ho is listening to me." Michelle nodded.

"OK," said Jose "pay the guy."
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Jose turned and walked away. Michelle looked at me. "I don't have any money" she said. The guy laughed. "You think I want money over this fine pussy. Come here."

He pulled her close and Michelle started making out with a 22 year old tattoo artist. He pulled her back into a back room where there was a couch. A few minutes later I could hear him fucking her. "You like black cock" he was saying as he fucked her from behind.

"Oh jeeze I love it. I love black cock. Fuck me. Fuck me with that big black cock." 

I looked into the back room and saw the guy hold her hair like a set of reins as he pounded her. She arched her back and came. The guy kept on fucking her. She was on her hands and knees and then collapsed down on the couch. The guy slapped her ass and she raised it and moaned as he kept fucking her. A few minutes later I saw her grip the edges of the couch and moan "I'm cumming again" and she did, shaking her body as the guy who was fucking her came and then collapsed on her as she came one last time. Michelle stood up and saw me and put her arms over her breasts. "Please wait outside." I then saw her sit down and cuddle next to the guy who had just given her three orgasms. They kissed as I walked out.

A few minutes later Michelle walked out. We walked outside the store. Our car was two blocks away. We started walking as Michelle did her best to keep her skirt below her ass. Twice on the way to her car gang members of Jose's gang stopped her. Each time she was obliged to flirt with the gang member, kiss him and let him play with her tits. We got to the car with one gang member following us. Michelle took the keys. "Wait here for a few minutes." The gang member pushed her up against the car and they began to kiss. He was big, about 6'5 and Michelle was running her hands over his chest and arms. "I want some of your white milf ass."

"Honey, you boys wore my pussy out. It's sore. Come on, let me suck you."

The gang member pushed her back against the car. "I want some pussy."

Michelle kissed him deeply as he put his hand between her legs.

"Baby" Michelle whispered as I saw her hands grope his cock through his pants "You're just too big. I've been fucked so much tonight. Come on baby, let this whore suck you good. I'll swallow every bit. Then tomorrow you call this ho and I'll come and fuck you good. Ok,?"

The gang member nodded. He put his hands on her bandana and pulled it off. There was Michelle standing on a street corner next to a car in a tight spandex skirt with her tits out while making out with a gang member 20 years younger than she was. Michelle allowed the gang member to play with her tits. "Say you want it bitch."

Michelle smiled. Her hand was groping his cock through his pants. "Oh I want it. I've been staring at your cock all night. I want it bad."

"Beg."

Michelle sunk to her knees right there in the street. She unzipped him and pulled out his cock. Then she looked up at him as she was on her knees with her tits hanging out.

"Please baby. Please let me suck your big beautiful cock." She reached for it but he pulled it away. "Kiss it." He was humiliating her. Michelle began to give his cock small kisses up and down the shaft murmuring "please baby, let me suck that cock. Oh please I need to suck that cock."

Finally he was satisfied. "OK get in the car ho."

They got into the back seat and a few minutes after making out I saw Michelle go down on the gang member. About five minutes later the door opened and he got out.

"She gives a great blow job. She's all yours." He laughed.

I got into the car. I drove a few blocks in silence and then when we got into a better neighborhood I stopped the car and was prepared to yell at her, but she cut me off.

"I know what you're going to say but don't say it. This is what I want. I want to be a whore. I am Jose's whore. He has marked me. He has claimed me. He has taken me in front of you and pimped me in front of you. This is the sexiest thing a man could have done to me. Make me a whore. You had your chance but Jose took it from you. He took it from you when he played with my tits at the first bar and you let him. So this is how it's going to be. I am his whore when I want to be. I don't want you coming here anymore with me. When he calls me I will come and be his whore and walk the streets or work the bar or do anything he wants."

I wasn't sure how to handle this or what I was going to do.

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It was a month since my wife Michelle had asked me to allow her to play out her fantasy and become a whore. It had started out innocently enough with some flirting with a college guy in a bar. But she had been approached by a pimp that night and after a little romancing and sweet talk he had taken her back to his own gang's bar where she was quickly turned into a whore. As many pimps seem to have, Jose exerted some spell over her. I had asked Michelle about it and she said simply that he had the best cock she had ever experienced. He could give her an orgasm just by kissing her and whispering sweet nothings in her ear while rubbing her between her legs. Certainly Jose was lucky enough to find himself in the situation where he was fulfilling her fantasy. She had always wanted to be turned out, and he had done it to her.

My phone buzzed at 5am Saturday morning. "Come get me." I knew where she was, probably somewhere on the street near the bar that the gang operated out of. I got in my car to go get her. There had been changes in her over the last month. Her calfs had gotten stronger and more pronounced, mostly from spending so much time on her feet walking up and down the street in her six inch hooker heels. Her ass had gotten tighter and more round, also from the walking in the high heels. Overall she had lost about seven pounds from her frame, and was down to about 130. The weight loss was mostly in her face and legs. She already had a nice stomach and there was no losing any weight from her 34-36 DDs. She also stopped doing anything to her hair other than putting it into a simple pony tail or letting her long blonde hair fall to just above her waist. The effect was to turn this 40 year old milf from a really good looking woman into a stop traffic head turner. She was not built for sex and sex is what she was getting and giving. Lots of it. I had seen some phone videos over the past month of guys fucking her doggy style and pulling on her pony tail which seemed to drive her crazy with lust.

The other change beside her appearance was in how she was living her life. In the course of one night she went from convincing me she was going to fulfill her fantasy by flirting with a guy while dressed like a hooker, to actually becoming a hooker and fucking and sucking off numerous guys, including the guy who pierced her tit and a few of the gang's thugs who watched over her as she walked the streets, all the while trying to get a piece of her ass for themselves.

Since that night she continued to wear the gang emblem in her pierced tit, including when she went to work. She also continued to be at Jose's beck and call, getting off work and coming home at 7pm only to be called out to meet an important client or to walk the streets in front of the bar or to work in the bar and get fucked by whomever had the cash to pay for her ass. She was often tired and had a bit of a haggard look to her. She was working hard. When she came home from a night out of being a whore she was often hung over, having been ******** or given some X or smoking a laced joint. She also smelled from cigarettes although in our real life she didn't smoke, she often played with a cigarette, sitting at a bus stop or leaning against a lamp post swaying her ass and smoking as guys walked by.

I drove about a half a block away from the front of the bar and parked our car. I saw her stagger out of the bar *****. A big guy, probably no more than 20 had his arm around her waist and was squeezing her ass. As always she was wearing a tight sheer black skirt with no underwear that she continually had to struggle to pull down so that her ass didn't show as she swayed on her high heels. She was also wearing a tight sheer red tank top and her breasts jiggled as she walked. You could see her gang pendant hanging from her pierced nipple through the shirt. She had confided in me that the pendant constantly kept her nipple aroused at work and a few times she had to go into the bathroom and play with herself to relieve the sexual tension. As always she sent a few pictures of her tits or her pussy to her pimp throughout the day to let him know she was thinking of him.

Michelle walked a few steps away from the guy, seductively swaying her ass as she walked and then stopping and looking over her shoulder with her hands on her hips as she wiggled her ass even more. She was pretending to pout because he didn't come after her. The guy high fived his friend who was with him, and then walked after her, he pulled her back to him and I saw her sink into his arms as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. She ground her ass into his crouch and I could see both his hands feel her up over her tank top as he nuzzled her ear. I could see that her knees were dirty. She had obviously spent a lot of time on them that night.

As she had sometimes done in the past few weeks, Michelle reached into her small silver hooker's purse that she carried and pressed the button on her phone to call my phone so I could hear what was going on. I watched them walk over to a new Cadillac Escalade and they both got into the back.

There was some fumbling and then I heard Michelle: "Oh baby, I been looking at you all night."

"You want it?""

"Yes."

"Beg, ho."

"Mmmmm let me get it out. Ohh baby, it's big. Wow. I'm a lucky ho."

I could see Michelle bend her head down but then her head came back up.

"I said beg."

"I want it. Your cock is so beautiful. Can I kiss it? Please. Please let this whore kiss your cock. Mmmmm there....oh it tastes so good. Let me suck it. Please please?

I could here some more fumbling. "Oh you want some tit first? Take it baby. Take the tits. You paid for them. Take this ho any way you want. I'm yours."

It turned me on to hear my wife beg to suck some stranger's cock just like it turned me on to see her shake her ass as she walked up and down the street. What worried me was that she had taken this whole thing way too far.

I could hear the guy sucking on her tits and I knew this turned her on.

"Baby. Let me suck it. I need it."

I saw Michelle bend her head down and for the next ten minutes I could see the back of her head bob up and down as they guy leaned back and enjoyed his blowjob. Then I saw her head pop up.

"You want to fuck your ho baby?"

"Maybe, lets talk a bit. You seem a bit old to be a street walker."

Michelle laughed. "Actually I do it part time. I have a separate life. I do this for the sex not the money."

"Really?"

"Yeah sugar, but come on you're my last for the night. Lets have some fun. Tap this whore's ass."

It was strange for me to hear Michelle talk like a common street slut but she had picked up all the lingo in the last few weeks and seemed to effortlessly shift from lawyer to street whore and back again.

"Wait a second. Tell me more. If you don't need the money, what do you do."

"I work in an office."

"How old are you?"

"How old are you sugar?"

"20 Tell me how old you are."

"How old do I look?"

"About 30."
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"Well sweetie, I'm 40. I turn 41 in two months. Now you wanna fuck this cougar or can I finish sucking that beautiful cock of yours."

"I love older woman. I'd love to take you to some fuck motel and have some real fun with you."

"Baby. I'm getting off from a long night. Jose had me walking the street for hours until I made him three grand. Then I've been in the bar and you saw what was going on. I had to fuck two of Jose's homies for free and then there was that party and the three guys. I was lap dancing them for about an hour before I blew two of them. The third guy paid to fuck me and I rode his cock. I'm tired. I'd love to go to a motel with you, but not now."

"Will you give me your number."

"Hmmm...you gonna treat me nice?"

"Yeah. "

"Will you romance me a bit buy me some sexy clothes and perfume?"

"Sure. "

"So you want this 40 year old ho to be your girlfriend?"

The guy laughed. "I don't about that. Maybe we could start as friends with benefits."

"I want a guy to be my boyfriend." I could hear Michelle pouting. But what was she doing? She was already on call to her pimp 24 hours a day, and now she was trying to set up a relationship?

"Well, you suck my cock real good and then make a date with me at the motel and show me how good a fuck you are and we'll see."

I could hear Michelle murmur as her head went down on her guy. "I'm good baby. I'm a great fuck. I will make you fall for this slut milf. And then when I'm not working I can be in your arms sucking your cock and fucking you when ever you want. Do it baby. Cum for me. Ummmmmm...."

After the guy came I heard Michelle give him her phone number. "Whatever you do don't tell Jose. He'll beat my ass if I go behind his back."

A few moments later I saw Michelle get out of the car and light a cigarette. She turned her phone off and started walking her slutty walk towards me, shaking her ass as she walked. A car drove by and beeped and I saw Michelle stop and walk over and lean in the passenger's window. A few minutes later she stood up and put her tits which she had let the guy in the car take out back into her shirt. I also saw her put a 20 into her purse.

She got into the car. "Boy am I beat. Drive me to the bar baby, I got to give Jose this 20 then we can go home."

I drove up to the bar and Michelle got out. She turned on her phone. I heard her ask a few people where Jose was and then all I could hear was some loud music. Then I heard some doors open and the music died and she must have gone into a back room. It was quieter and I could hear her heels clicking across the floor.

"Watcha doin here ho? I heard Jose ask.

"I got stopped baby after I took care of that guy in his car."

"And whatca got for me?"

"Jus 20 baby. The guy just wanted to play with my tits."

"And you came back to give me my 20?"

"yes baby. You my man."

"Bitch, I told you, if they stop you gotta close the deal. Get them to agree to a blow job. Stop putting your tits in the window. I know it turns you on but you my bitch and I need you makin me money."

"I'm sorry baby. I won't let it happen again."

"Give me 80."

"What?"

"You owe me 80 ho. You got it on you?"

"No baby I don carry no money. You told me not to."

"Ok ho. You owe me 80 out of your own money when you see me next."

I heard Michelle walk away and then I heard Jose call her back.

"Bitch, DJ here says you owe him some pussy." I knew DJ. He was a large teenage gang member. He had to be 6'7 and 300 pounds. I had seen him stop Michelle on the street the first night she was out and she promised to let him fuck her the next day before she took him into a car and blew him. She confided in me she was afraid of him. Not that he would intentionally hurt her, but he wasn't that smart and he had a huge cock and he was an ****** when she was blowing him. Pulling her hair, pawing at her tits and his cock was so wide it stretched her mouth. She worried he would stretch her out if he got a chance to fuck her. Plus he was heavily muscled and she thought he would be able to go a long time.

I heard Michelle's heels click over the floor. "He DJ baby. I did promise you some pussy. I'm sorry baby. Let me take you in the back and give you some relief."

"No way. You promised me pussy. You gonna fuck me ho?"

Michelle spoke to Jose. "Baby I'm done worn out. My pussy, she's sore. Let me blow DJ and we'll work it out later." I heard Jose laugh. "Convince him yourself. You owe him."

I could hear Michelle walking and then I heard her say "let me in you lap baby. There. Here. Give me your hand, take some tit. Oh yeah baby I love it when you pull my nipple. Baby, here's the thing. My pussy is sore. And your cock is so big. I can't fuck you, but I will suck you dry."

"No way ho. You lied to me before. I want your pussy or your ass."

I heard Michelle putting small kisses on DJ. "Come on baby. One more time. You know I sucked you dry."

"No."
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"Please baby. Then you can tap this ass twice. It's all yours. Just let me rest tonight."

"Come home with me."

"What?"

"Come home to my crib and blow me and I'll let you *****, and then in the morning your pussy and ass are mine." There was a pause. "For as much as I want. All weekend."

Michelle spoke to Jose. "Jose, I really need a break." I heard Jose laugh. "You got yourself into this ho, now get yourself out. Fuck my big guy now or he gets your ass all weekend."

"Ok." I heard Michelle sigh. "I'll go home with you."

"Blow me now first. And beg me to fuck you."

I heard Michelle get to her knees and I heard her pull his zipper down.

"Oh my baby. What a big cock. I'm gonna suck you dry and then you're gonna fuck me all weekend."

"Beg me ho."

"Please baby. Please take your ho home and tap this ass."

"Whose ass?"

"My ass?"

"Wrong answer ho."

"Your ass baby. This ho's ass is yours. This bitch's pussy is yours. You the man. You own it. You got yourself a private ho all weekend."

"Ok ho. Now suck."

About twenty minutes later I saw Michelle sashay out of the bar and she walked over to my car. "You heard what happened?"

"Yeah" I said. "I don't like it."

"I'm stuck honey. This guy is so big. You can't stop him. I have to go."

"Call me if you need me to call the police."

"I'll be ok honey. I think I can control him if I keep him satisfied. Want me to send you some videos on the phone?" I looked down and felt embarrassed. "Yeah."

"Tell me again" I said. "You want to be like this?"

"For a while sweetie. Until I get it out of my system. I will be home Sunday night and I'll call when I can."

I watched her sashay off, still shaking her ass as she walked to DJ's car. But her head was hanging down and she look worried. For the first time I saw indecision in her face. She had just given her body to a 6'7 heavily muscled 19 year old with raging hormones, he now had his own 40 year old whore, and a desire to live out his fantasies. I wondered if she would be ok.

I saw her get into the car and in a few moments I saw her head go down. She had just blown him 20 minutes earlier and he was hard again. She was in for a long weekend.

My phone buzzed the next afternoon. It had been over ten hours since I had last heard from Michelle. "Check ur emai. I am ok" said the text.

I went to the email and saw several emails from a strange address. It had to be DJ's. There were several videos. I started with the first.

Michelle was lying naked on a big bed. It had to have been a custom made bed. The sheets were purple and looked silk. Michelle looked tired.

"Hey. We just woke up. Thought you might...." Her sentence was cut off as a massive hand grabbed a hand full of her hair and pulled her head down to his crotch.

"No more talkin bitch." I saw Michelle take a massive cock in her mouth. Just as she had described it, the width of it stretched her mouth. After a few moments she pulled it out. Her mouth was sore from being stretched. She began to kiss it and lick it. I saw another massive hand reach around and grab her tit and begin to flick her nipple. She began to kiss and lick the massive shaft and moan.

She was between his massive rock hard legs and her face was turned to the side so it faced the camera.

"You're so big baby. I love this cock so much." A few small kisses and then a long lick and then he put the tip into her mouth and pushed, stretching her mouth as I saw her lips lock around the cock and her cheeks inhale as she sucked.

After a few minutes he pulled his cock out.

It's time. I get my pussy."

Michelle gave the cock one long slobbering lick and then climbed on top of DJ straddling his massive cock. I heard her moan and the saw her begin to bob up and down as DJ had each of her tits in one hand. Then the screen went blank.

The next video was 20 minutes of her from the back, sitting on his cock, bobbing up and down. Twice she had an orgasm arching her back and stretching her arms high in the air as DJ pulled and tweaked her nipples which I knew increased her orgasm. Eventually she slumped forward on to DJ and he began to buck his hips and I could see he was close to cumming. I saw some beads of sweat run down her back and then the screen went blank.
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The next video was the worst or the best depending on how you view it.

The time frame showed that it was 75 minutes after she had ridden his cock.

Michelle was on her hands and knees. Her ass was in the air. She was wearing her 6 inch whore heels and nothing else. DJ was a massive presence behind her. He had a big hand on her tit that had been pierced and he was alternating between squeezing her tit and pulling on the medallion hanging from the silver bar in her pierced nipple.

Michelle looked like a wreck. Her hair was matted in sweat. Makeup was running down her face.

Behind her DJ rhythmically pumped her, smacking her ass every few minutes and pulling her hair.

"Oh...uhh...he's....uhh..been fucking me....uh ....for the last forty minutes....uhhh...uhh...ahhh....and he won't stop....uhhh....he's rock hard....and uhh...uhh... he won't stop....I keep....uhh...cumming and he just won't stop.....uhh...ahhh.....

Sweat was running down off her face. The tension of being fucked so hard could be seen in the lines on her face. Her face was flushed red from her orgasms, and there were veins throbbing in the side of her neck. Behind her I could see sweat run from DJs massive chest down on her back. Still he kept up the rhythm.

"Oh I can't take it. He has to stop. Not again. Uhh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh."

I saw her arch her back as DJ pulled her hair pulling her head back.

"You cumming ho?"


"Oh yes. Fuck yes. Oh fuck. I can't take it. I'm cumming again. Oh please stop."

DJ smacked her ass.

"Don't tell me to stop whore. I'll fuck you all day like this."

"Oh I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You my man. Take this whore and fuck her. Just please cum. Please baby. I need to rest."

"I fuckin own you bitch."

"Oh you do you do. I am owned by you."

"Anybody ever fuck you this good?"

"No. Never."

"If I buy you from Jose you be my bitch?"

"Yes. Buy me. Make me your private whore. I fuck and suck only you. You will own me."

My wife was giving her self to a 19 year old thug. I couldn't stand the thought of it.

"You want me to cum ho?"

"Oh yes baby. Please cum for your whore. Please please."

"Then give me your ass ho."

Slowly DJ pulled out his massive cock. Michelle slumped to the bed lying on her stomach and face. Her stringy, sweaty blonde hair hanging down over her shoulder and down her back. He ass was raised in the air and it was quivering. Her hands were stretched out in front of her gripping the sheets. I could see her long red nails pushing into the sheets and mattress.

"Ask me to fuck your ass whore."

"I've never...no one's ever....taken me there."

DJ smacked her ass and she raised it higher.

He put his cock in the crack and rubbed it back and forth. I saw Michelle raise her ass and begin to meet his thrusts.

"Please" she whispered. "Please fuck your whore's ass. Take this ass and make it your ass DJ. You will own this ass. Tap this ass. Make me your whore."

Michelle reached around and guided his massive cock into her ass slowly. DJ was being kind. He was not pushing hard and not tearing her apart. Michelle bucked her ass to meet his thrusts and the two soon established a rhythm. And with each thrust more of his cock disappeared. Michelle moaned softly. A few times she had DJ stop and he did, waiting until she was ready to go again. At one point he put a hand around to her face and out out a finger and she sucked on it. He pulled his finger in and out as he began his slow thrusts into her ass. And then he was all the way in. Michelle looked at the camera struggling to her knees. Her tits hung down and slowly swayed as she was fucked.

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"My ass is being taken...uhh...uhh...ahh...ah....ahhhhhhhhhhhh" She came again. Her face flushed red and her eyes rolled briefly back into her head.

DJ kept up a steady rhythm but he was gentle and she bucked her ass back to meet each soft stroke. WIth a small moan and several grunts DJ came. He bucked hard and Michelle took it, grunting as well. And then he collapsed on top of her.

All told she had been fucked for well over an hour and close to an hour and a half, including the last twenty minutes in which she had been fucked in her ass for the very first time.

DJ rolled off Michelle and put his head at the top of the bed. Michelle got up and stared at the camera for a minute. Her eyes looked glassy. She was dazed. But she also seem satisfied. She went up to DJ and he pulled her into his arms. She curled up in his arms. I could see his hand sneak up between her arm and cup a tit. He slowly stoked her tit. WIth his other hand he ran a finger over her face.

Michelle looked up into her suddenly gentle lover's eyes. She reached up and kissed him softly on the lips. He murmured something to her. She smiled and then she kissed him again, this time with more passion. I saw her tongue go into his mouth and he sucked on it. This slow make out session went on for 20 minutes or so and then I saw her move her hand down to his cock. She ran a red long nail along his cock and it sprang back up. Her young lover was ready for more.

She moaned and pulled him towards her, her hand guiding his cock between her thighs.

"Oh baby I need you" she murmured.

"You're so wet" he said.

They were facing each other, kissing and intertwining their legs around each other as she pulled him into her.

"Baby I need you to make love to me. Can you do that?"

"Yes."

"Be my lover baby please?"

"Yes, I'm you're lover."

"Oh I so need you DJ to make love to me. It's been so long since I've been made love to."

Their bodies began to move in rhythm again as my 40 year old wife made love to her 19 year old massive lover. Michelle whispered something to DJ and he got up and I could see his hand reach for the camera. Then the screen went dark.

She didn't mind if I saw him fucking her. But when they were making love she didn't want me to see it. It was private between her and her young lover.

This bothered me. It was well beyond our original agreement. I thought back to the guy she had picked up while I was waiting to pick her up. She had asked him to be her boyfriend and to romance her when he took her to a motel.

Her need to be a whore was slowly evolving into something more deep and complex. No longer did she just want to be fucked and called a HO and ****** to blow guys in the street on her knees. Somehow I realized that with everything we had been through, this was the greatest threat yet to our marriage.
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