The Life of a Prostitute

by Doris Joe

  Of course we didn't exactly keep our hands to ourselves. Melinda stuck her hand down my jeans and I went up under her dress. Unsurprisingly it was of course Davina who first cried out with orgasmic pleasure, although Tina wasn't far behind. Then Martin exploded all over Jill's face and Davina's hair. Jill now looked over at Alex who while still fucking Tina hadn't yet cum.

  ”My turn,” she said, wiggled herself free and go on her hands and knees, shaking her ass at him. Alex wasn't late in accepting the invite. He grabbed hold of her hips and began to pound away again until they both orgasmed almost at the same time. Davina and Martin were there literally the second Alex pulled out and shared his semen as it dripped out of Jill.

  ”And what about you two then?” Tina said not long after and suddenly sat right in front of us lighting a cigarette.

  She offered me one and leaned her head to the side. I took the cigarette and lit it.

  ”Well,” she said.

  ”The rest of us has fucked. Now it's your turn.”

  Alex sat down next to her, his cock not quite yet limp and still covered in Jill's and his own cum juices.

  ”Yea. And now because you're the only two left you get to have us all as an audience too.”

  ”Uhuh,” Jill said as she crawled over to sit with her head against Tina's shoulder while Martin and Davina sat down next to Alex.

  This idea caused a suggestive and naughty giggle to ripple through the group and it infected us too, Melinda and myself.

  ”Ok then,” Melinda said and stood up. ”I just need a new drink and visit the bathroom first.” She got up and went to the bathroom while everyone else, myself included, went over to the kitchenette to refresh our drinks. Davina rolled us joint to share too and by the time Melinda returned our friends were all lined up on the couch waiting for the big show.

  I will freely admit that there are no more than a handful of occasions in my life when I've been as nervous as I was when I stood up and Melinda, rather matter-of-factly, grabbed at my breasts and gave them a playful honk before she kissed me and her hands moved down to my ass and squeezed it. Luckily, I had my back towards our friends and didn't see them passing snacks between them. Davina had rolled a joint that was also being passed around while we made short work of getting out of the clothes we still had on, in Melinda's case just a tank top and a pair of salmon pink hipster panties, while I still had not lost a single piece of clothing during the game, except for having traded my panties for Martin's of course.

  Soon we were naked on the large fluffy rug, kissing and groping, touching and grinding against each other, Melinda on top, her soft wet cunt against mine, my hands firmly on her buttocks as I thrust my hips upwards to meet her rhythm. Of course we could have done a lot more foreplay, licking each other before fucking, maybe done some more elaborate positions but in all honesty we were both too horny to bother with such things and from the applause and whistle we got after we had both orgasmed, almost at the same time it was obvious that our audience had enjoyed our quickie. And I must admit that I had too. Even though I forgot about the audience once we were grinding against eachother it still added to the experience and I'm fairly certain that's why we both skipped foreplay and came as quickly as we did.

  ”Right, I'm hungry,” Melinda said as she reached to take what was left of the joint from Davina.

  She took a deep drag on it, held the smoke in her mouth and pulled me close for a kiss in which she shared the smoke with me. After a simple lunch we re-adressed the problem of most of our things still being outside in the barely visible car. There was really only one thing to do, open a window and send out the smallest one of us to clear a path to the car. By that premise, the job fell to Tina who put on every piece of clothes she could find that fit her. Jill decided to help her since there was quite a bit of snow to clear. Together it took them about twenty minutes to return with our suitcases and some of the provisions, bread, minced meat, tinned tomatoes and pasta among other things.

  The menu for dinner on the second to last day of twenty-nineteen was, as might perhaps be obvious, spaghetti with tomatoes and meat sauce. There would also be black olives and a salad so we all busied ourselves with some part of the meal, perhaps more as a form of distraction from the sexually tense atmosphere the game had created earlier. Everyone was fully clothes again. Martin had even put on a dress without making any further effort to feminize himself. He was still pretty damned hot and neither Davina nor Alex ould entirely keep their hands off of him. And as one by one we finished our part of the dinner preparations we slipped back to where we'd left off before, sort of.

  Alex, Davina and Martin were the first to leave the kitchenette and retreat to the couch where their gropes and kisses turned into Alex receiving a double blow job with Martin and Davina taking turns going down on his cock and kissing, licking and sucking his nipples.

  Melinda and I exchanged glances. This time we weren't going to just watch. We turned the stove down to let the sauce simmer slowly and joined the threeseome on the couch. Approaching them from behind Melinda and I got on our backs and joined in. Melinda took Martin's cock in her mouth while I grabbed Davina's buttocks and pulled her cunt down onto my face. Exactly when Jill and Tina joined in I don't really know but when Davina decided she wanted to ride Alex's cock Jill was sitting on his face, rubbing her wet cunt against his tongue and Tina had buried her face between Martin's buttocks, giving him a deep rimjob.

  Martin slipped his lips off of Alex's cock and helped aim it at Davina's dripping cunt. I think the depth of the moan she let out as she lowered herself down on it made all of us want to trade places with her and in the end we would all get to ride that beautiful, hard cock.

  Waiting for my turn on Alex I dove between Melinda's legs and latched onto her clit, sucking it hard while inviting Martion to fuck me by wiggling my ass in the air. He leaned over me and as he pushed inside me whispered in my ear that I was only the second woman he had even been inside. I assume the first one had been Davina.

  ”A hole is a hole Darling,” I whispered back, turning my face from Melinda's cunt for a few seconds and gave him a kiss.

  ”Yea, that's what Davina said too.” He then rose back up and placed his hands on my hips and fell into a fast paced rhythm that was anything but mechanical. It was heated and passionate. It wasn't long before I let out a muffled cry into Melinda's cunt and felt my own juices trickle down the inside of my thighs. Martin didn't stop fucking me though but after a while his thrusts became more and more erratic and I had another orgasm, so did Melinda after I had pushed three fingers deep inside her. She arched her back, and using both hands, pushed my face tighter into here cunt and goddamn nearly broke my fingers inside her. Her juices gushed out all over my face almost at the same time as Martin pulled out and blew his load all over my ass and lower back.

  I looked up from the lovely sight of Melinda's spasming cunt just in time to see Alex blow a huge load all over Davina's breasts, with Jill and Tina suckling one each and then sharing a kiss with each other and with Davina.

  Entirely spent, we finished out drinks and shared a few casual caresses before taking turns in the shower and getting ready for dinner. Friday came and Jeff surreptitiously slipped a small bottle of olive oil into his case, not sure how he was going to get it to the gym. He stood there thinking about the gorgeous Temple and the shocking and amazing Miriam. He left the kitchen sporting a woody, which his wife never even noticed.

  Jeff's cock only subsided when he thought about the oil. He was afraid of what Miriam wanted it for. No, he thought he knew and it scared him, but it also excited him in a strange way. After ten years of marriage, he'd felt more alive with his cock inside Temple and Miriam cumming in his mouth than ever before!

  The stairwell seemed chilly as he waited; the oil heavy in the trash bag he put it in. No one in his office seemed to notice, which, now that he thought of it, was pretty normal. He wondered what they would think if they knew, but pushed that thought away.

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p; Temple came down the stairs quickly, but there was no Miriam in sight. She smiled when she saw him and saw he was carrying something in a bag. "Come on." She waved him over to the stairs and then hugged him from one step up. Her smaller stature made it a much more interesting hug and then kissed him. She felt him harden and knew he was game for more!

  She held his hand as they climbed to the top floor. They met no one between the stairwell and the gym and no one was in the gym. Jeff was too nervous to ask about Miriam until they were behind closed doors. He did watch Temple's ass in front of him and mentally flashed back two days. His woody got uncomfortable. In the small room, he got his first surprise. Miriam was naked, sitting cross-legged at a laptop computer.

  "Sorry, I had to complete this work project." She continued typing as Temple and Jeff stripped. Miriam didn't even glance up as she typed furiously on the keyboard. While Miriam finished, Temple knelt down and took Jeff into her mouth. Shortly she had him leaning against the wall nearing an orgasm.

  "Turn around, Jeff."

  He placed his hands on the wall. Temple took his bag and pulled out the oil. She grinned and poured a small amount on her fingers.

  "You got to fuck my ass so nicely the other day; I wanted to return the favor."

  She opened his cheeks. "Put your head against the wall and hold your ass open for me."

  He complied, for no other reason than he had expected something other than her small fingers. She oiled him a little bit and started working his asshole open. One finger was easy, two and then three took some work. He was so tight! In a few minutes he was pushing back on her hand, every time she hit his prostate, he grunted.

  Miriam put the computer off to one side. She sat there and watched, she relished the moment. It had come faster than anticipated; Jeff was an easy target, like most middle-aged guys. The real target wasn't going to be such a pushover; she considered as Temple slowed down and pushed Jeff against the wall.

  "She's watching us. She playing with herself and watching me fuck your ass. Her beautiful cock is so hard. You know, she likes it when I do this to her. Do you like it?"

  Jeff didn't answer.

  "Oh yea, she loves when I fuck her ass, and I love her fucking mine. She really wants yours right now."

  Jeff nodded. "Say it."

  "She wants my ass."

  "She wants to fuck your ass. Say it"

  "She wants to fuck my ass." "That she does. She wants to slip that cock up into you. She wants to fuck you so hard. She wants to cum deep in your little asshole. The question is do you want it? Do you want to feel what it's like to get well fucked?"

  He started to answer, but she stopped him. "Before you say anything, think. You have two choices. You can get dressed right now and go back to work, or you can drop to your knees and go suck her cock. If you leave there's no turning back. You'll know that frequently we'll be here fucking the hell out of each other, and you won't be invited. But know that if you go suck her delicious cock, she's going to fuck you in the ass, and you're gonna love it."

  She pulled her hand quickly from his ass and left him gasping for breath against the wall. When he turned around the only thing he could see was Miriam's rising cock. Temple was off to the side cleaning her hand. The computer lay open to Miriam's left. Miriam sat there slowly stroking her cock looking at him expectantly.

  He looked down at her cock, he took what seemed like, to him at least, a very long pause and slowly went to his knees. The idea of leaving didn't seem to be a real option. The feelings these two brought out in him couldn't be denied and the idea of going back to the way things were was not a consideration. He knelt there for a second and took a deep breath. He couldn't put into words what he was feeling; the idea of knowing the two of them would be up here without him wasn't one he thought he could handle. He loved being up here with them in a way he had never felt. The idea of it stopping so sudden was unfathomable.

  He slowly crawled the several feet to her. She didn't smile or do anything to indicate if she was pleased or not, but it wouldn't have mattered. He had eyes only for her cock and her hand which was slowly stroking it, keeping it hard for him. When he got there, she pointed it right at his mouth and he took it in as far as he could. He started bobbing his head up and down and at that point, she smiled at him.

  Temple knelt down beside him. "Don't be afraid to use your tongue more. Keep your lips pressed tight; make it feel like a pussy around her cock. She loves that."

  He pulled off to breathe. "Yea, it's okay to take a breath, but while you do it, lick her! If she's dry, spit on her cock. Take her balls in your hand and play with them. You know what too hard would feel like so be careful, but stretch her sack some and feel the weight of her balls in your hand. Lick down to the bottom of her shaft and you can even suck on her balls. She fucking loves it when you suck a whole nut in your mouth. Listen to her, listen to her small noises and movements and you'll know when you are doing right. She loves a good cock sucking almost as much as she loves a good ass fucking."

  He paused for a second and sucked it back into his mouth. It was slippery now, covered in his spit.

  oOo

  In her office, Mrs. Jones welcomed in a very attractive, and also a very professional lady.

  "Good to see you, Joyce. How is everything?" She invited Joyce to sit on the couch in her office, one of the perks of owning her own company. She watched Joyce take off her outer coat and the brief glimpse down her blouse was so tantalizingly quick. She held her breath for a second to regain her control.

  They made small talk for a moment and Joyce looked surprised when the older lady offered her a drink.

  "It's getting later in the day, I know it's not over yet, but I feel like something other than coffee. Can I offer you a scotch?"

  "Sure Judy, with water." Judy got up and served up two scotches. The two ladies sat back, one enjoying the moment and the other unsure of exactly why she had been asked to come over. The Jones account was usually handled by one of Joyce's assistants, although she kept in touch with her often to make sure she was satisfied. Donna, the owner of the company Joyce was a senior account manager in, wouldn't like a client like Judy getting unhappy.

  The small talk went on through one drink. Joyce tried to refuse a second, but Judy didn't seem to notice. She resolved to only touch it to her lips.

  With little preamble after she sat back down, Judy lifted up a remote and clicked on the large monitor over her head. The image shocked Joyce so much she just sat there.

  Judy moved over and sat next to Joyce before she could react. She adored the heat coming off her body and waited for the inevitable explosion.

  Joyce turned and glared at Judy Jones for one moment. Judy had another shock waiting for her and before Joyce could say anything Judy slapped her pretty hard.

  "Before you say anything, look again. Look closer." Joyce held her hand to her cheek and turned back to the screen. It was the same image, a guy actually sucking another guy, from fairly close up. It was gross! The picture pulled back and she realized one of the guys wasn't exactly a guy.

  "What the hell is going on here?"

  "Joyce, look again."

  Then the sound came up and she heard a voice. "Jeff, take it all. You have her, she's nearly there."

  "Jeff?" Joyce looked very closely and realized who she was watching. That was her husband and that . . . whatever. She sat back against the couch with her third shock in what felt like as many seconds.

  "Yes, that is your husband Jeff chowing down on that delicious looking cock."

  Joyce looked away, but Judy grabbed her chin. "No, dear Joyce, look closely. He's enjoying himself." She pushed Joyce's face back toward the screen as the image pulled back a little more. Temple stepped into view and she knelt down by Jeff. "That's excellent; you are turning into quite the cocksucker! I know Miriam likes it. But now it's time for the main event for today. Let her go and put your head down on the floor. I think you are ready for this. There is one thing. I have to know yo
u haven't changed your mind. What is it Miriam is going to do?"

  Joyce had one last shock and sucked down half the second strong scotch as she heard her husband say, "She's going to fuck my ass."

  "And do you want her to do this?"

  "Yes, I want her to fuck me in my ass."

  "Oh, that's excellent! Just wait here while she gets all lined up." The camera angle changed a lot. When it settled she saw the tall, powerful-looking woman called Miriam kneel behind her husband. He was on his knees with his head downturned away from the camera. She stroked his asshole with something shiny and slipped two fingers easily in his ass.

  Joyce was still shocked, but at the same time nearly hypnotized. Here was her husband doing incredible, disgusting things. She couldn't get him to go down on her and here he was sucking a cock and getting ready to have his ass . . . she could barely think the word.

  Judy slid behind Joyce and pressed herself to Joyce's back. The younger woman didn't even notice.

  "He is going to love this. I'm not sure, but I don't think he's ever done this before. Miriam is an absolute genius at deflowering virgins."

  Joyce got a little angry. "He's not a . . ."

  Judy interrupted, "He is there, I think. Although I could be wrong. Now watch."

  She couldn't help but watch. It was like some bizarre dream. As she watched Miriam touch the tip of her cock to her husband's virgin ass, she saw the other girl lay down in front of him and pull his face to her cunt. Without a word, he started going down on her with gusto. Now Joyce was getting even madder. How could he do that, when he never...! As Judy saw the red rise in Joyce's neck, the red of anger, not of shame, nor the paleness of disgust, she felt amazing. She touched off a few buttons and the expensive webcam zoomed in on him eating Temple. She felt the heat rise in Joyce's body. Then she zoomed out and captured the first push that made Jeff grunt like the little pig he was.