Well after about three weeks into our relationship we had a bump, and that bump I believe is what got the ball rolling into the current direction.  I cheated on him. (The first time) We were very early into our relationship so it was not like it was all that seriouse yet, but I did like him.  Well this is how he found out about me. I took him home one day after school and we were messing around, he was chasing me around the yard, well when I was running a few notes fell out of my pocket 3 or so. All of them were his but one, well I picked them up and soon after left, well I did not get them all picked up and it just so happens the one I did not pick up was the note that was not from him. . .

  The note was from a friend of the guy who I cheated on my husband with.  The note said something like " Wow, Kevin got on the buss today he was smiling from ear to ear, and had scratches all down his back, so you had fun?. Oh and he said you could keep his shirt. " Well after he found that note the he called me and I told him some lie like " He was just making it up, I did nothing with him besides just hang out. We are just friends. " He did not belive me of course.The next day he got out of school a half hour before I did. And as I was leaving with Kevin because he did not have his own ride either, we were walking down the sidewalk and my hubby jumped out as we walked by punched Kevin in the face. After that was all done I went ahead and gave kevin a ride home that day but after that he soon dropped out, so that was the end of that.

 Soon after that I cheated on him again. (Second Time) This time we were together about 6 months maybe. I was spending alot more time over at his house. Him, His brother, mother and step dad lived there. And his friends were constantly over there I usually had a good time with his friends and family, he on the other hand always played this game on the computer called "Starcraft". Oh i forgot to mention that his younger brother by a year went to school with us also. So I gave him rides to school sometimes with his bro too, 'taxi cab' lol.

  Well one night I was over to my hubby's house ' boyfriend at the time ' oh and from now on I will reffer to my hubby as my boyfriend or bf.  Anyways I was over at his house and he was playing "starcraft",  his brother and I were hanging out talking completely harmlessly. And then we got on the subject about sex I guess. His brother said " I am going to be a virgin for the rest of my life ."  And my reply was " Wanna bet on that? ". Well that ended up into me taking his virginity behind the locked doors on the floor of his bathroom. It didnt last long but he was not a virgin any more. And we had sex one more time after that the next day in my car after school, my bf stayed home from school that day. My bf never actually found out about that for almost uhmm.. 2 years into our relationship. 

   (The Third) I cheated on him again this time with his best friend Matt. This was around Christmas time about a week after.  My bf and his brother went north up state with his real father to visit his half brother for christmas.  While he was gone Matt came over to my bf house and by now I was living with him. I was borred out of my mind when he came over. He asked me if i wanted to hang out since I had nothing to do, so I said sure. We ended up going to his house and watching a movie. Well we did not get long into the movie and the next thing I know is Matt is leaning over and we are kissing on his couch. It did not take long after that we were in the middle of his hallway having sex. I had sex with him a couple times for the week my bf was north. He came back and didnt not find out we had sex. But thought that I just kissed him. It was quite sometime later in our relationship after we started having threesomes together with other guys that one night we were having hot sex and he asked if I fucked him. And I admitted to him. He was pissed when he found out I kissed him a year or so before. But now it just made him hotter.

   (The Fourth) This time I did not cheat on him this was our first threesome. One night my bf, his buddie and I were all drinking and my bf asked me if I wanted to try to have a threesome with his friend Josh. We ended up on a gravel road and the 2 had turns with me. It really wasnt a threesome just one had me while the other sat in the car and then when one was done the other one took his place with me and in the car. It really was not good his friend had the smallest thing I have ever seen. So our first threesome sucked but still was kinda interesting and fun at the same time.

   (The Fifth) Our second threesome was alot better, This time it was with my brother in law, thats right I know my sisters husband. My bf, brother-in-law and I were over at our new house playing cards and drinking when we decided to play strip poker and the betting was based on clothes first and then sexual favors and then just sexual favors and no cards and both my bf and b.i.a ended up taking turns eating me and making love to me all night. And and believe it or not that was not the last time we have had this kind of get together. My b.i.a has been back over several times since. But now after about a years time and about 6 times of us all messing around I'm done with him the last time was about three weeks ago. It was good and all but wrong. I know what you are thinking, what you get a conscience now? . Ya I know but its cool whats done is done.

   (The Six and ect. . . ) The five that I just wrote to you about is definetly not the last. But  I am going to save some of them for later so that I can go into better detail if we get a good responce from this. I will give you "The Roster" of who my bf and I have been involved with either just me, or him and I both.  1.Kevin  2. His brother  3. Best friend   4.His other good friend   5.my brother-in-law   6.My brother-in-law best friend   7.My friend Jay   8. My best friends friend Joe(Huge)   9. Some guy from a bar(1 nighter)   10. A ex-bf   11.  40 year old guy that came into the gas station I worked at alot.   12. Bf good friend Alex   13. Bf good friend Mel   14. bf good friend chris   15. my first free tattoo and tattoo guy(one time after hours)   16. Our neighbor(my sons friends dad)    17. my friend Brian.   These people are just since we have been together, before we were dating I dated alot of other guys and slept with about four of them. And by the way I am 24 and my hubby is 23.

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One particular hot Sydney night the bbq was ruined by a heavy downpour, the married couples leaving straight away with clothing soaked. Four or five guys hung around drinking as usual I matched them beer for beer and ended up going to bed before the last of the party goers left.

I awoke in darkness with a mouth like the bottom of a bird cage to an empty bed. Staring at the clock I made out that it was 2:30 the party should have finished at least an hour earlier. Still a little affected by drink I stumbled out of bed and headed for the bathroom for a drink and a leak. The lounge room lights were dimmed to the point that candles would have thrown more light but I could still here some soft music playing and some quite whispers. I assumed some guests were late leaving and were having a coffee. After using the bathroom I felt a little better and thought a coffee would help fix me up.

Just before stepping into the loungeroom I heard a low moan, now I had heard that moan before. I stopped and peered into the gloom, I could make out three bodies on the large sheepskin in front of the empty fireplace. The centre one was my darling wife and either side of her were two of my mates, there hands seemed to be spending a lot of time on my wifes body. As I looked one of them slipped off my wifes panties so he could get easier access to her pussy. I was about to go into the room and throw them out but to be truthfull I wanted to see what would happen next.

I didn't have to wait long, though slightly affected by drink my wife didn't seem to be adverse to what was going on, sitting up she took off the rest of her clothes throwing them on to the nearest chair. She then encouraged my to friends to follow suit, they didn't need asking twice. Now naked they began to get on with the business of playing with my wife their mouths and fingers sucking every free bump and hollow. My wife wasted no time working their cock into rigid poles. I wondered where this girl had been hiding, she looked like she had been handeling two guys at a time for years. Kneeling she encouraged on guy to mount her doggy fashion while encouraging the other to get into position so she could suck on his cock, like they needed encouraging. She worked the two of them like a proffesional their cock seemed to grow even more as she worked on them. I was spell bound watching the two cocks appear and disappear as if by magic in my wife. Harder and harder they drove their cocks I knew that it would not be long before one of them shot his load, even as I thought it my wife pulled back her head cum spurting on to her face and tits. I nearly shot my own load without touching it my own cock was rock hard and throbbing. Then the other guy started on the short strokes his own cum ready to blow deep inside my wife, he the shuddered his strokes slowing I didn't have to think too hard to realise he had shot his load. I quickly and quietly moved back to the bedroom as I didn't think they would be much longer back then a guy shot his load then left, unlike now when we take our time. I was right ten minutes later my wife crept into the bedroom, I feigned being half asleep reaching for her. I managed to slip two fingers into a very wet and stretched pussy before she murmered 'not tonight I'm tired'. I grinned to myself knowing this was going to lead to some interesting experiences in the future. 

Let me tell you about us before I go any further – I am Andrea, 24 years old, 5’6 tall with a fairly slim figure which I like to keep in shape with lots of swimming and exercise.  I have long blonde hair, piercing green eyes, long shapely legs, a very cute ass and 34C breasts which are still nice and firm.  Hubby is Mike and he is 45, not too bad looking and still in ok shape but extremely rich!  Unfortunately he is not actually that good in bed, enthusiastic and willing but not very satisfying although he does love to lick and suck my pussy and can do that for ages at a time so that makes him useful for something. 

I watched him finish off getting ready and then he came over to kiss me goodbye, as he did so I could taste myself on him (remnants of the good licking he had given me earlier) and then I offered him my fingers which he greedily licked before heading out.  I lay back and played with myself until I came, thinking about the fun for later).  I had ordered some things to be delivered during the next few days and had also contacted a few of the guys I had known before I got married to come over and see me again.

I had a while to kill before I was expecting anyone so I headed downstairs to get breakfast and as I opened the curtains I saw my neighbours son outside getting rid of the trash.  He looked over and his eyes widened as he saw my naked body at the window (I had decided to remain naked for the next few days unless anyone wanted anything different as I thought it would be easier that way).  I watched as his eyes roamed up and down my body and he seemed to like what he was seeing so I smiled at him and beckoned for him to come over.  He looked back his own door and then headed over to mine.  I opened it and pulled him inside, pushing him against the wall as I did so, kissing him and shutting the door behind us. 

I stepped back and looked up at him – 18 shaggy brown hair, a toned body in his shorts (with quite a bulge in them) and vest.  I smiled and asked if he liked what he saw and needless to say he was very appreciative of my body.  I kissed him again, letting his hands feel me as we did, while I slipped my hand inside his shorts to play with his cock and very nice it felt too as I played.  We eased ourselves apart and I pulled his shorts down his legs to free his lovely cock, the first of hopefully many I would get today.  It was nice and smooth and about 6 ½” long and fairly thick.  I slid to my knees and slipped his cock in between my lips, sucking and licking at him, loving the taste as I sucked his cock.  I didn’t suck for long as I so wanted to feel him inside me.  I looked up at him “Fuck me Richard,” I whispered and leading him by his cock into the living room I leant over the arm of the chair, ass and pussy open and ready for him. 

He didn’t wait and positioning himself behind me he slid his cock straight into my pussy, fucking me slowly at first but getting faster and faster, driving his cock deep into me, his balls slapping against my ass as he fucked me. 

“Oh fuck yes baby,” he groaned as he plunged in and out of me, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm but all to soon I felt him tense and then felt the spurt of his cum hitting the back wall of my pussy, filling me with his juices. 

“OH baby!” I moaned both with lust and slight disappointment as I thought that was it for now but being young and fit he stayed hard and continued to pound me even harder than before, driving deep into me, “Yes, Yes, Oh yes, fuck me honey!” I screamed with pleasure until I felt my orgasm rip through my body, closely followed by his second lot of cum filling me. 

We stayed locked together for a little while before I felt him slip from my pussy and his cum started to dribble from me.  I turned round and knelt before him, licking both our juices from his soft cock “I better go or mom will be wondering where I’ve got to,” he said.  I kissed his cock and helped him back into his shorts, kissing him as he left

“Come back later if you want to,” I said. “And feel free to bring some friends if you wish.”  I shut  the door behind him as he headed back next door.

I headed into the kitchen to finish getting my coffee and breakfast, feeling his cum dribbling slowly down my inner thighs.  I reached down and wiped it up with my fingers, licking them clean tasting his cum again.  I took my coffee into the living room and sat down watching out the window as I drank.  I sipped slowly, savouring the taste as I watched the world go by, waiting for the next opportunity. 

It was about 7.30 or so when I saw Richard go by, looking in at me as he went by.  I spread my legs and ran my hand up and down my wet lips as he went by, watching him smile as he went off for his day.  I got up from my chair and headed into the kitchen when the door bell went.  I strolled back to the door thinking it was too early for the guys I had lined up (most of them had said late morning or afternoon at the earliest) and the deliveries had all said after 9! 

I opened the door, still naked but now with cum running down my thighs, to the mail man – he must have been at least 60 but I had vowed to fuck who ever possible!  The look on his face as I opened the door was priceless, he really didn’t know what to do with himself, I imagine that it had been a good while since he had seem as young a woman as I naked.  He stammered and stuttered “Mrs Thorne?  I nnnnnneeed a s s s s signature for this one please.” 

I looked him up and down “Why don’t you come in and get it then,” I purred leading the way inside.  I took the mail from him and also his signature sheet and then turning away from him I bent over so I could lean on the table to sign.  I signed for the delivery and waited to see if he would do anything but he just stood there transfixed.  I got up and turn to him again, handed him back his sheet and asked, “Is there anything else I can give you?” 

Again he stood there in almost shock so I decided to take matters into my own hands as it were and I reached out to undo his pants and slid them and his undershorts down his legs.  His cock was hard and although not large (probably only about 5 ½ or 6”) it was quite thick.  I turned away from him again and lent back on the table, this time he seemed to get the idea and I soon felt that thick cock stretch me as it slid into my pussy.  I pushed back onto him as he thrust in and out, fucking me quite hard and rough, hands gripping my waist pulling me sharply back onto him with each and every thrust. 

“Oh Yes baby, fuck my hot pussy” I cried out with pleasure as he fucked me, bring me quickly to yet another orgasm and he kept going and going, pounding in and out of me, definitely one of the best fucks I had had in ages, he must have fucked me for at least 30 minutes or so, giving me two orgasms in this time, before he finally shot his cum into my pussy. 

There was nowhere near as much as earlier with Richard but it felt good non the less and my pussy was definitely tingling in a way it hadn’t done for a while from the good long fucking it had just received.  I slipped off his cock and as before with Richard I leant down to lick him clean before tucking him back inside his pants and letting him carry on with his deliveries “Same time tomorrow,” he stated as he left.

It was now 8.25 am, less than 2 ½ hours since hubby had left and I had already cum 4 times and had 3 lots of cum deposited inside me.  At this rate I would have nearly 100 orgasms and have about 75 lots of cum in my pussy in the 62 hours while he was away!!!  I slumped into my arm chair and waiting for the next one to arrive.  I didn’t have to wait too long as at 8.45 the door bell rang again.

I jumped from my chair and over to the door, pulling it open to reveal my nakedness to the first of the days delivery drivers – this one was about 30 with a very nice body.  “Good morning Mrs Thorne,” he said as he looked me up and down, smiling as he admired my body. “Got a delivery for you, where do you want it babe?”  I smiled back and slid my hands down my body to my very wet pussy

“How about right here honey,” I purred and then turned and walked off into the living room, swaying my ass seductively as I did so.  I slipped onto the couch, lying back with my legs spread as he followed me in, unbuckling his pants as he came into the room.  He dropped his pants and shorts to reveal a beautiful cock which must have been at least 8” long and really thick and juicy.  I licked my lips at the sight of this and settled back as he positioned himself between my thighs and thrust his cock straight into my soaking wet pussy. 

“Fucking Hell baby! Fuck me hard” I screamed out with extreme pleasure as he filled me with his cock, slamming it against the back wall of my pussy as he fucked me hard and fast, driving deep inside me. I moaned constantly through out his fucking, he felt so good and so fulfilling when he was inside me, I wanted to keep that cock inside me forever.  I felt my orgasm rising as he fucked me, smashing his pelvis against mine with every thrust, driven by animal lust to fuck me as hard as possible, me screaming with ecstasy louder than I thought possible to scream

“OH YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!” I screamed as I wave after wave of pleasure surged through me as I came again and soon after I was rewarded with another pussy full of thick cum.  He slipped out and wiped his cock clean on my leg before doing himself up and going to get my parcel which he left in the hall and then came through for me to sign.  I was still lying in the place he had left me when he came back and once I had signed for my delivery he looked at me again and then told me to turn over.  I rolled over so I was now lying on my front and he moved behind me again, running his hand over my soaked pussy and rubbing the juices over my ass. 

I then felt something pressing against my ass and before I could say anything he pushed his big cock gently into my ass, “AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!” I screamed when he forced himself between my cheeks, forcing himself deeper and deeper into my ass.  I had never felt anything so painful but also so filling in all my life  (I had been fucked in the ass once before but nowhere near as big a cock as this one).  Gradually the pain eased and the pleasure intensified, if anything he was fucking my ass harder and deeper than he had fucked my pussy and there was I screaming even louder than previously. 

If anyone could hear me then they would probably think I was being attacked or something!  I was in a permanent state of ecstasy as he fucked me until eventually I felt his cock tense and he filled my ass with his second lot of cum.  “Thanks for that Baby,” he said as he pulled his cock from my ass, wiping himself clean on me, pulled up his pants and left leaving me lying there as I came down from that double fucking.

I lay there for a while, letting my body recover from the fuckings I had experienced over the last few hours but then once I had recovered a little I pulled myself off the sofa and headed upstairs for a shower before anyone else arrived.  I glanced at the clock as I wandered upstairs – 9.40am, just over 3 ½ hours and I had been fucked 5 times.  I smiled to myself as I got into the steaming shower, washing away the cum and aches of the last few hours and getting myself ready for the next few!  I luxuriated in the flow of hot water over my body until I was awoken from my day dreaming by the door going again.  I dragged myself out of the shower, leaving it running as I did so and headed down stairs, dripping wet to see who it was this time.

I flung open the door, completely naked and dripping wet to the next delivery driver.  I smiled at him and managed to persuade him to accompany me in the shower where he fucked me twice before leaving.  The rest of the day followed a similar pattern – I had another delivery (as I said I ordered lots of things in preparation for this time) before a friend of mine Jason showed up around lunch time.  He stayed for a couple of hours, enjoyed his lunch – me! And then went back home having fucked me a couple of times. 

Not long after he left another friend Steve turned up and he too fucked me a couple of times before heading home to his wife.  It was now getting on for 4.30 and I was unsure what I was going to do for the evening, it was possible that Mark may be able to come over but he wasn’t sure so I thought I might have to go out and hit the bars and clubs and see what I could find.  So far I had managed to be fucked 13 times by 7 different guys in just under 11 hours.

It had just gone 5 when the door went again.  I wandered over to the door, not expecting anyone but looking forward to it.  It was Richard returning and he had done as I requested and bought some mates – 5 of them to be precise.  I stood at the door with 6 young lads looking at me, admiring my naked body before I invited them all in.  “Do you like what you see boys?” I questioned to which they all answered positively.

It was then that Richard said “We are all staying the night and you are going to get fucked like never before.”  I think I did a little jig of joy at this point – the thought of 6 young horny lads servicing me in every way possible for the next 12 hours or so was the most wonderful thought I think I have ever had.  Now was a chance to fulfil many of my fantasies – have all 3 holes filled, have 2 cocks fuck my pussy at the same time, maybe suck 2 at the same time.  I even wondered if it would be possible for all 6 to fuck me at the same time but I wasn’t sure my pretty little ass could take that abuse.

I got them all to strip off and then sit down in the living room, admiring their cocks as they stripped, such a range of sizes, from about 6” or so up to one enormous one that must have been at least 10” and fucking thick.  I wondered just what that would do to me when he fucked me.  I knelt on the floor and starting at one end I sucked each cock in turn as Richard introduced them.  The first was Dave, 6 ½” and quite thin but delicious to taste.  He didn’t take long to send his first lot of cum down my throat.  Then there was James, 8” and fairly thick, he too didn’t take long to deposit his seed in my mouth.  Then there was Mike and he was huge, 10” and probably 4” thick.  I struggled to get him all into my mouth but managed it eventually and he then proceeded to fuck my mouth hard, holding the back of my head as he drove in and out of my mouth until he too eventually filled my mouth with his cum. 

Then there was Paul, he was only about 6” but he too was really thick, like a thick juicy sausage which I let slip slowly between my lips and sucked and licked until he pulled out and shot his cum all over my face and in my hair.  I licked off what I could before rubbing the rest off with my hand and licking that clean.  Then I moved onto Andy, 7 ½” and reasonably thick and he too started to fuck my face hard. 

While he was fucking my face I felt something pushing against my pussy and as I pushed back to force it inside me I looked round as best I could to see that Dave didn’t appear to be there so I guessed it was his cock that was now sliding in and out of my pussy as I slurped on Andy’s cock between my lips.  I was soon rewarded with another face full of cum as Andy pulled out and squirted all over my face and as I moved to suck Richard’s cock I felt Dave fill my pussy yet again with cum.  He slipped out as I let Richard slip his cock between my lips and then I felt something big sliding into my wet pussy, Mike had eased his monster cock in and started to fuck me so hard, driving my head down Richard’s cock with every thrust. 

Soon Richard filled my mouth with another load of cum and I pushed away, forcing as much of mike into me as possible.  It felt like he would split me in two as he fucked me so hard finally thrusting with all his might as he came hard inside me.  I felt so empty as he pulled his cock from me but I stayed on the floor with my ass in the air ready for the next one.  James, then Andy, then Paul and finally Richard fucked me, all filling my pussy with their cum so at the end it was running from my pussy and down my legs.

I rolled over onto my back and looked up at the guys, 6 guys standing round me with their hard cocks sticking out.  I lay there as they wanked themselves and sprayed their cum over my body, covering my tits, stomach and face as they came again.  As I lay there I told them about my fantasies and they promised to make them come true.  They spilt into 2 lots of 3 and firstly Richard lay down on the floor and I was lowered onto his cock, leaning forward I had Paul push his cock into my mouth and then I felt a cock being forced into my ass (Dave I later found out), I was in heaven, being fucked in every hole, I would have been screaming in so much pleasure if my mouth hadn’t been so full of cock at the time.  Dave came first in my ass, then I came again, then Richard closely followed by Paul in my mouth.  Soon after they had come they were replaced, Mike in my pussy, Andy in my ass and James in my mouth.  I think I cam at least twice before I was filled with cum again, this time Andy came first, then James and finally Mike.

Then Dave and Richard knelt on the floor facing each other, their cocks almost touching and I was positioned between them and lowered down until both cocks were nudging against my pussy lips.  I pushed down further and one slipped in and I reached down to guide the other one in too.  I was so stretched but it felt absolutely divine to have two lovely cocks inside me at the same time.  I slowly started to move up and down on them, worried at first that I would lose one of them but then getting more and more into it and bouncing harder and harder, coming many times and felling my legs giving way beneath me, so two of the guys took me under each arm and lifting me up the drove me down on the cocks, forcing me down so hard that I thought they would come right through.  Eventually I was filled with two more lots of come, 1 very soon after the other. 

I was lifted off them and then I was pushed down on two more cocks – Mike and Andy this time, stretching me even further then before and I was sure that they would rip my pussy as they fucked me.  I didn’t have the strength to fuck them so the guys did the same again and they drove me up and down.  This was so good that I almost passed out in pleasure.  Again I came numerous times before first Andy and then Mike filled me with even more cum.  I t was running down my legs as they fucked me.  Finally I was lifted off and it was the turn of James and Paul to double fuck me which they did and I am sure that at some point during this I passed out for a while.  I was so full of cum at this point but I absolutely adored the feeling of being used and treated like a slut and a fuck toy.

By this time it was getting late and we were all tired so we all decided to get some rest.  I headed off to the shower dragging Mike along with me as the others made themselves comfortable.  I pulled Mike into the hot shower, covering us in water as we kissed and teased each other, washing each others body as we did, my pussy getting as wet from his touches as from the water running from the shower.  After about 20 minutes of playing and enjoying the warm water Mike pushed me against the wall and lifted me up so he could slide his huge cock slowly into my soaked pussy, fucking me slowly and gently as the water gushed over us.  He thrust in and out, fucking me harder and harder with every stroke until finally he filled me again with his cum.  We leant against the wall of the shower for a while until both of us had recovered before getting out and drying each other.  Finally we retired to bed, a bed I shared that night with Mike and Dave, the others had sorted themselves out in the other rooms.  I drifted off to sleep between the two of them wandering if day 2 would be as good as day 1!

I was awoken the next morning by the feel of a tongue teasing my pussy and as I came round I was greeted to the sight of Dave between my thighs gently licking my red pussy lips.  I lay back and experienced my first orgasm of the day as he licked, sucked and nibbled.  Wave after wave of pleasure surged through me as he used his marvellous tongue to make me cum.  He then informed me that all the guys wanted a good fuck before they left for work.  It was just 6am and they had to leave at 7.30 so I was going to get fucked 6 times in the next hour and half, lovely!

I lay back and spread my legs wide as the first one, James, positioned himself between my legs and slid his cock into my pussy which was so wet thanks to Dave’s efforts.  He fucked me hard for a while, my orgasm building, until he finally filled my pussy with his cum.  He slipped out and was soon replaced by the next one, Richard, who too fucked me hard, driving his cock in and out, making me cum for the second time already before he too filled me with his cum.  Almost before he had got out the way Andy slipped his cock into my well lubricated pussy and proceeded to fuck me again until he too came deep inside me. 

I came again just as he pulled out and then felt Paul shove his cock roughly into my pussy, so wet and so stretched.  He fucked me for what seemed like a lifetime before he too came deep inside me, having made me orgasm twice more.  He slid from between my legs and then Dave came over and turned me onto my stomach and fucked me from behind, driving in so deep that I screamed with every thrust of his cock.  All too soon he too filled me with his cum and then there was only Mike left.  He slid behind and thrust himself hard into me, I screamed so loud as he did, and then he proceeded to fuck me so roughly that I thought he would break my pubic bone!!  He too then filled me with cum just after I had had yet another orgasm.  They then dressed and left me in a cum sodden mess as they departed for work.

I cleaned myself up quickly remembering that the postman had said he would be back again this morning..  Once cleaned up I went down and unlocked the door, leaving it open for him when he arrived.  I wandered back into the living room and draped myself over the sofa, legs spread ready for him.  I soon heard the door open and he walked in and came into the living room, removing his pants as he saw me lying there “Morning Mrs Thorne,” he said as he entered.  “All ready for another go I see,” he laughed.  I smiled at him and run my hand over my wet lips as he moved into place and grabbing his cock I guided him into my pussy again.  It felt just as good as it had the day before as he thrust away, stretching me as he fucked me, much more gentle today than he had yesterday.  I moaned constantly throughout the fucking, coming at least twice again before he filled me with yet another load of his cum.  He pulled his cock from my pussy with a slurp and then wiped it on my thigh before dressing and leaving.

I slump back on the sofa once he had left and took some time to recover from the last few hours knowing that I had a few more visitors lined up for today. As far as I was aware I had two deliveries which were due today and also Mark and Steve had said that they would be over at some point and then I had my band of merry men to look forward to again later.  I think I must have dozed off at this point as the next thing I knew was that I felt like I was being watched and opening my eyes I saw a large guy standing over me, about 6’ tall and overweight, he was looking down at my naked form with lust in his eyes, “Got a delivery for you – door was open and no one was answering so I just came in to check.” 

I smiled up at him and asked “Would you like a tip for your service?”

“I haven’t been of any service yet,” he replied.  “But I will be very soon,” he said as he unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall to the floor exposing his naked lower half, not a particularly pleasant sight I had to admit but there you go, no chance to back out now.  He was only about 5” or so when hard and not particularly thick either but I spread myself wide and opened up for him to slide between my legs and start to fuck me.  As well as being unattractive he was a pretty poor fuck too, thrusting in and out, squashing me with his bulk as he did so and very soon cumming in me.  He lay on top of me for a while as he recovered before thanking me and leaving me unsatisfied with that one. 

I had time to relax and clean up and get some coffee before anyone else arrived so I was ready for more when then door bell rang again at about 10.30am, this time it was my friend Steve.  He smiled as I opened the door naked “On my way to a business meeting,” he said “But I have an hour or so free if you want a good fucking?”

I helped him out of his suit and shirt and then his underwear, sliding them down his legs and freeing his hard cock which I run my fingers up and down before letting it slide between my freshly made up lips, getting lovely red lipstick all over his cock.  I sucked him to near orgasm, stopping when I felt his cock tense and then letting him relax a little before moving my mouth from his cock and turning round to let him fuck me.  I slipped in easily and fucked me with raw passion, slamming in to me with every stoke, pushing his cock deep inside me.

I soon felt the familiar wave of orgasm as it surged through me and then I felt his cock stiffen again as he dumped another load of cum into my pussy.  I squeezed my pussy against his cock to drain every last drop from him, feeling him slowly soften in me before slipping out.  I turned to face him again and once again let his now soft cock slip between my lips, sucking it hard again, hoping he would have time to fuck me again before he had to go.  Fortunately he did and he lifted me up onto the sofa, kneeling on it, tits resting against the back as I leant over it, ass high in the air as Steve teased my asshole with his cock before shoving it in. 

I screamed as he drove his cock deep into my raw ass, not waiting but fucking me with just as much passion in my ass as he had in my pussy.  I was in pure ecstasy as he fucked my ass and soon I was rewarded with another load of cum but this time in my ass.  “Gotta run baby,” Steve said as he came round the other side of the sofa “But you can clean my cock first honey,” he said.  I licked and sucked hi cock clean, tasting my pussy, ass and his cum as I did so, before he dressed again and headed off for his meeting.

It was now getting on for lunchtime and apart from Steve’s cock I hadn’t eaten anything so far today so I went into the kitchen and made myself a sandwich as I relaxed from Steve’s heavy fucking.  I had just finished eating when there was another knock at the door and my next delivery had arrived.  I was surprised when I opened the door to find a fairly attractive lady standing there and I was even more surprised to find myself blushing as she looked up and down my naked body “Expecting someone else honey?” she asked smiling at me,

“Well errrrr…..” I stammered

“Or were you hoping for a nice hard cock with your delivery?”  I looked her up and down and guessed that she was about 35 or so, in good shape with what appeared to be a nicely toned figure, fairly large breasts and shortish brown hair. 

“Hi, I’m Wendy,” she said.  “I can’t give you cock but I can give you some fun,” she purred as she manoeuvred her way in and shut the door behind her.  She took my hand and led my up to the bedroom, me watching her cute ass as she went upstairs first.  We went into the bedroom and she pushed me down onto the bed, lying beside me as we kissed, tongues entwined as her hands felt every inch of my body, running over every curve, spending a while teasing at my nipples before sliding down to play with my clit. 

At the same time my hands were caressing her through her uniform, trying to get at her body but not having much luck.  Eventually she broke our kiss and got up from the bed and started to strip, slowly unbuttoning her white blouse to reveal a lovely white bra which was soon removed as well.  She demanded that I play with myself while she stripped so I slid three fingers into my pussy and started to finger fuck myself as she slid her pants down her very sexy legs and stood before me in just a tiny white lace thong.  She let me look for a short while before hooking her thumbs into the waistband and easing her thing down her legs to reveal a beautiful trimmed pussy.   She then came back over and climbed onto the bed, swinging her legs over my head and gradually lowering herself down until I could just about touch her pussy with my tongue. 

She remained like this for a minute, me flicking the edges of her lips, before letting herself drop down and covering my face with her hot wet pussy which I gladly licked and sucked at for all my worth.  It had been a while since I had last tasted pussy but I loved the feeling as my tongue slid inside her.  Then she eased her head forward and let it fall between my thighs and proceeded to do the same for me.  I was in heaven as she sucked on me, bringing me to orgasm after orgasm,  in fact it was more like one intense long orgasm. 

I licked and sucked like I had never done before and managed to make her cum at least twice before we were both too exhausted to continue.  We flopped next to each other as we relaxed, teasing each other gently with our hands, me playing with her beautiful breasts and her teasing my ass, ignoring the knocking at the door, just content with the feeling of each other for now.

We lay together for about half an hour, keeping each other on the brink of arousal as we played with each other, before she turned to face me, letting her hand slide round from my ass to my pussy and shoving three fingers into me, working them in and out before forcing a fourth finger in, smiling and kissing me as she did so.

“Have you ever been fully filled baby?” she enquired and as I was wandering just what she was on about she roughly pushed the whole of her hand into my pussy.  I screamed with pleasure and pain, I had never had that much inside me and I had never felt so fulfilled as she pushed her hand and arm deeper and deeper inside me, her fingers teasing against my womb as she forced her arm in so deep.  Oh so gently she moved her arm in and out, each time she pulled out she ran her fingers over my g spot and then each time she went back in she teased at the entry to my womb. 

I came even harder than before, this was the most intense, fulfilling and satisfying feeling I had ever had with anyone, and I never wanted it to end but unfortunately all to soon it did as she pulled her arm from me, covered in my juices which I licked clean for her.  I lay back on the bed and she stood over me, looking down on me as I stared at her gorgeous body, wanting her to fill me again and again with her fingers and arm but it was not to be as she had to go finish her deliveries for the day and she would be unable to come back later as she had a family to go home to but she did say she would be back tomorrow so I had something to look forward to. 

I watched her dress and then went with her to the door.  Standing at the door we kissed again and I felt her fingers playing with my pussy again before she broke the kiss and headed off.  I stood there watching her go for a few minutes and then headed inside.  I looked at the clock and was amazed to see that it was nearly 4.30 and that she had been in my bed for nearly 4 hours playing together.

I knew that the guys would be here about 5 or so and so I settled down on the sofa waiting for them.  At not long after 5 the door went and I skipped to the door expecting to see my 6 boys again to fuck me silly, but I was disappointed to see only James there “Hi babe, we have decided to come individually today and each have an hour with you alone.” 

I smiled as I pulled him in and knew I had the next 6 hours to be fucked stupid.  As I shut the door behind us I sank to my knees, pulling his pants open and devouring his cock between my lips, sucking him and licking his balls until I had my first lot of cum of the evening dribbling from my lips.  He took me into the kitchen and laid me on the table and then he proceeded to bury his head between my legs and lick me to orgasm while he recovered from the blowjob he had just had. 

Once I had cum he left me for a while and went to the fridge.  He came back with something in his hands and I couldn’t see what it was until I felt the ice against my pussy as he pushed about 6 ice cubes inside me.  He then took a can of whipped cream and sprayed it all over my breasts, topping them off with a strawberry on each which he then devoured, licking and nibbling at my nipples as well as the fruit and cream.  All the while he was doing this I could feel the ice melting inside me and the water seeping out.  He then picked up the cream can again and shoving it between my lips he filled my pussy with the cream. 

It felt strange and then it got even weirder as he shoved his cock in, cream spurting out as he fucked me, such a strange feeling of the cream and cock going in and out.  Both of us built quickly to another orgasm and soon he was filling me with more cream, his this time and not from a can.  He slipped his cock out and came round to the other end of the table.  I burst out laughing as he did, standing before me, his cock dripping with his cum, mine and whipped cream.  I reached out, pulled him close and licked him clean, savouring the different tastes on him.  As he came again I looked round to see Dave standing watching “Time up bro,” he said as James pulled his cock from my mouth.

James leant down and kissed me before heading out of the kitchen and leaving me with Dave looking down at me and my body covered in cream!  Without another word he took my hand and led me upstairs and into the shower, letting me get in and clean up as he stripped before joining me.  I was soon kneeling in front of him sucking his cock as water gushed over me from the shower.  I licked and sucked at his hard cock for a while before he pushed me off, turned me to face the wall and then shoved his cock into my ass, fucking me slowly, sliding in and out, lubricated by the water rushing over us both. 

He fucked me for what seemed like ages, hands caressing my tits as he trust in and out of my stretched ass until finally he came deep inside me.  We let the water run over us for a while before getting out and drying each other.  Dave kissed me all over and then asked me to put on some stockings and suspenders and come downstairs.  I dressed as he wanted, a beautiful white silk and lace suspender belt and white silk stockings and my 5” white heels.  I tottered down to him, standing in the doorway to the living room so he could admire me before walking over to him as he sat on the sofa.  I stood before him, pussy at just the height for him to lick as he sat there. 

He leant forward and licked me for a while, getting me to the brink of another orgasm before stopping and moving me so I was bent over at the waist, leaning on the sofa with my ass in the air.  He moved behind me and slipped his cock into my wet pussy, this time with raw passion, banging his balls against my ass with every thrust, driving deep inside me.  I cried out with passion as he pounded away at me, quickly bringing me to orgasm and that was soon followed by another before he filled my pussy with yet more cum.  We stayed with him resting over me as his cock soften inside me and then he slipped out and wiping his cock on my ass he left.

I stayed as I was when he left and I waited for the next one to arrive.  I had my eyes closed as I stood there and soon heard someone approach me from behind and was then treated to a swift slap on the ass.  I cried out as the slap stung my behind, “You like that baby?” said Paul as he slapped me again.  I murmured agreement as he spanked me again and again, my ass going slightly red as he did so. 

“You look nice honey,” he said rubbing my ass now to which I thanked him.  I then felt his cock rubbing over my ass and I pushed back against him and soon his cock slid smoothly into my pussy, fucking me again and again.  We stayed there for the whole hour he was with me, fucking me in the same position, cumming inside me and then with out removing himself, spanking my ass and playing with my clit while he recovered and then starting the whole process again.  I think that he came 4 times during this period and I must have cum at least 6 times if not more!  He then slipped out and walked off without saying anything else.  I collapsed onto  the sofa as I waiting for the next one.

I lay there for a few moments before Richard appeared before me, looking down on my very fucked body.  He smiled as he looked upon me and then he took my hand and helped me up “Go put on your sexiest gown, I want to fuck you looking so sexy, but no underwear,” he laughed. 

I headed upstairs and unhooking my stockings I slid them from my legs and then unhooked the suspender belt and let that fall to the floor.  I picked out a very tight fitted red dress which had a long skirt but was split on both sides all the way to my thighs.  I slipped into it and zipped it up and then headed back downstairs to Richard.  I got halfway down when I saw him at the foot of the stairs “Wow, you look gorgeous,” he said. “Lift up your dress please”  I did as he asked, lifting up the skirt of my dress to show him my naked pussy. 

He smiled seeing I had nothing on underneath the dress and he had me hold the dress up as I walked down the stairs, showing off my naked pussy to him.  Then he had me walk back upstairs with him following, looking up my dress again as I walked up.  He took me into the bedroom and laid me down on the bed, standing over me for a while, looking down on me and smiling as he took in my body in the dress.  Then he moved over and slid his hands up my legs, pushing my dress up as he moved his hands towards my pussy.  Soon my dress was round my waist and he was between my legs, lifting them onto his shoulders, and teasing me with his cock before slipping it slowly into my pussy, sliding the whole way in and then all the way out, getting faster and faster with every stroke, both of us moaning as he fucked me, my legs over his shoulders as he fucked me deeply. 

He fucked me like this for a while before depositing another load of cum into my well fucked pussy.  He slipped out and then without any further warning or anything he pushed his still hard cock into my ass, causing me to cry out as he thrust deep into my ass.  Still holding my legs over his shoulder he began to pound my ass as hard and deep as he could, fucking me like the slut I was becoming.  He fucked me hard for a while before shooting his cum into my ass so I was now leaking his cum from both holes.  He pulled his soft cock from my ass and then letting my legs down he moved to the other side of the bed and stood over me so I could lick his balls.  I turned over onto my front and took his cock between my lips, sucking and licking him clean, getting him hard again.  I sucked and licked and played with his balls until I felt him tense and as he did so he pulled his cock from my mouth and shot his cum over my face and over the front of my dress.  He then wiped the dribbles of cum from his cock on my dress and left.

Very soon after Andy walked into the bedroom to see me sprawled out on the bed with my dress round my waist and cum dribbling from everywhere.  He smiled as he saw me and then decided that firstly he wanted me to wank his cock.  I took it between  my fingers and worked them up and down his cock, leaning forward to kiss the head occasionally.  I started slowly but then got faster and faster, bringing him ever closer to orgasm.  As his cock began to tense and twitch he put his hand over mine and aimed his cock at my tits, spraying his cum into my cleavage so it ran down both inside and outside my dress, sliding between my tits as it seeped through. 

He then sat back on the bed and told me to make myself cum with my fingers.  I dutifully slid my fingers down to my pussy and played with myself, rubbing my clit and putting two and then three fingers inside me, finger fucking myself as he watched, my orgasm building and building until finally I could take no more and wave after wave of pleasure flooded through my body.  As I came down from my orgasm I lay back on the bed, my head in Andy’s lap and his cock by my mouth so I stuck out my tongue and licked the side of his cock for him, getting him hard again. 

He let me lick and play with his cock for a while before he pushed me onto my back and straddled me, shoving his cock deep into my mouth and then fucking it hard and deep, forcing me to deep throat him with every stroke, fucking my mouth hard, not really letting me suck him at all.  I had never had my mouth fucked this brutally but I have to admit that I did quite enjoy it once I got used to it  Finally he shoved as far down my throat as he could and with this last thrust he spurted cum into my throat, causing me to choke a little as he filled me with cock and cum.  He pulled his cock out, allowing me to swallow his cum and let him wipe the dribbles over my face.  I had never felt so abused before. 

He looked down at me and his cock hardened again as he moved down my body and positioned it at the entry to my pussy where he pushed it straight in and fucked me, no refinement or anything, just pure fucking so he could cum again.  Driving in and out, our pelvic bones crashing together as he fucked me until we both orgasmed together and I had yet another load of cum inside me.  He pulled out, kissed me and left.

Finally Mike walked into the bedroom “Hello Slut, you look absolutely gorgeous there baby.”  He walked over to the bed and leant down to kiss me, tongues engaged in a wrestle inside our mouths as we kissed.  “Go clean up baby and then we can have some fun,” he said as he led me towards the shower.  He helped me into the shower and then left me to wash as he went back into my bedroom.  I heard him opening wardrobes and drawers as I washed, wondering what he was up to. 

I washed and then dried myself and then went into the bedroom.  Laid out on my bed were my wedding gown, veil, white silk bustier, stockings and 6” heels – no panties though.  “Get dressed baby and I will show you how your wedding night should have been,” Mike whispered to me as I stood there. 

I sat on the end of the bed and slid the stockings slowly and provocatively up each leg in turn, then slid into the bustier, fastening it up and attaching the stockings to the straps.  I then stepped into my gown and pulled it up over my body, zipping it up at the back.  The gown was fitted at the top with flowery straps over each shoulder and had a flared full length skirt.  I gently attached the veil to my hair and then finally I stepped into my heels and stood before Mike.  “Beautiful,” he whispered. “God I want to fuck you so badly.” 

I sidled up to him and slid up and down his leg “Go ahead then honey – fuck me like the little slut wife I am,” I purred.  He picked me up and threw me onto the bed, both of us laughing as he moved between my legs and pushed my skirt up out of the way.  He then knelt between my thighs and started to lick at my wet pussy, tickling my clit with his tongue before probing it inside me.  I got to the brink of orgasm when he stopped, stood up and slid his huge cock into my waiting pussy.

“Oh yes baby, fuck your little wife,” I teased as he thrust in and out of me. “Show me how my wedding night should have been.”  He fucked me hard and long, making me cum at least twice before he shot his first load of cum into me.  He then turned me over so my legs were on the floor and my body draped over the bed and he fucked me again, driving in and out of me so hard and so deep that I had trouble speaking to tease him,

“Do you like having a slut for a wife?” I teased as he fucked me.  “You know a slut wife takes a lot of looking after,” I said breathlessly.

He smiled as I told him this and continued to fuck me hard and long.

“You know that your little slut wife needs to be fucked every day don’t you?” I questioned. “Yeah, fucked lots and lots and lots.”

“Be my wife and I will fuck you all day every day,” he moaned as he fucked me. “Or at the very least make sure you are full of someone’s cock whenever you need one,” he gasped as he continued to fuck me hard.

We spent most of the night fucking, he fucked me at least 6 time including twice in my ass as well as being sucked off twice, once with my veil covering his cock as I sucked him.  Finally we both fell asleep exhausted from our fucking, him naked and me in my now very messed up dress and lingerie.

We were awoken the next morning by a banging at the door and looking out of the window I could see the rest of the guys standing there waiting for Mike to go off to work.  He looked down at them and told them that his wife was sick today and that he needed to look after her, but that they were all welcome to come in and kiss the bride before they went.  We both went downstairs, me still in my dress, and I stood just inside the door as he let them in, each one kissing me, tongues pushed in my mouth as we kissed, their hands sliding under my dress and playing with my pussy as they did so. 

Each of them commented about what a beautiful bride I was and how lucky Mike was to have a new wife like me.  I smiled broadly as each of them complimented me and asked if they have time to participate in a new tradition and “fuck the bride” as this was possibly the last chance they would get as hubby was home later so we wouldn’t be able to have sessions like this for a while.  They all looked at each other and smiled before deciding that this was an opportunity not to be missed.  Each one of them then phoned in sick as Dave started off and bent me over the side table in the hall, pushed the skirt of my dress up and over my ass and then suck his cock straight into my pussy.  As he did this he was talking to his boss telling him that he wouldn’t be in today as he wasn’t feeling himself.  He put the phone down and then fucked me hard, telling me what a beautiful bride I was and how I was such a good slut.

As he fucked me from behind Andy came round to my head and slipped his cock free from his pants so I could suck him.  I sucked and fucked until Dave shot his cum deep into my pussy and then as Andy was about to cum he pulled his cock out and pushed my head down, shooting his cum over the back oh my head, in my hair and down my heck.  They both pulled their cocks out and these were replaced by James in my pussy and Richard in my mouth.  Again I was fucked from both ends, each one thrusting me back against the other, me cumming time and again as they fucked me until I was rewarded with another shot of cum in my pussy and this time Richard lifted my head and aimed his cum between my tits so it dribbled between them and over my dress. 

Almost as soon as they pulled out they were replaced by Paul in my pussy and my new “hubby” Mike in my mouth.  These two fucked me harder than I had been fucked before and it wasn’t long before the table I was bent over broke, the legs giving way and leaving me stranded between two cocks, Mike holding my shoulders and Paul holding my hips as they continued to fuck me.  During this time there was a knock at the door (my friendly postman I guess) but no one answered and eventually he went away.  Mike and Paul continued to fuck me, Paul cumming first in my pussy and then Mike spraying over my face and in my hair.

They then all carried me up to the bedroom and laid me on my bed on my side and then Andy lay by me on one side and slid his cock into my pussy and Dave moved behind me and forced his cock into my ass, both of them fucking me together, one going in and the other went out, keeping me full all the time.  They fucked me hard, stretching both my holes as they fucked me and then Andy filled my pussy with more cum and this was soon followed by Dave deep in my ass. 

It began to dribble from each hole as they moved out and Richard shoved his cock into my pussy and James filled my ass.  God was I sore from all this fucking but there was no way these young guys were gonna stop fucking me until they had to, and even then I wasn’t too sure if they would stop.  These two fucked me for ages until at last they too filled me with their lovely cum, both holes now full of sweet cum.  Then Mike slipped back into my pussy where he belonged and Paul shoved his sausage into my stretched ass.  They fucked me as hard as they could and I could feel their cocks banging together as they both went in at the same time.  God that felt good!! 

Eventually Paul shot his cum in my ass and then a few minutes later Mike filled my pussy with more of his cum.  I was helped to my feet and the cum ran down my stocking clad legs.  I sat on the end of my bed, dishevelled looking in my ruined dress and undies.

Dave produced a glass and told me to wank everyone into the glass and then they would toast the bride.  I started with Dave, wanking his lovely cock until hi came into the glass, then I followed by doing James, Richard, Andy, Paul and Mike, filling the glass to the brim with their cum.  Dave then got 6 wine glasses and poured each of them a drink before handing me the cum filled glass and telling me I had to drink it all if I wanted some wine. 

“A toast to the sluttiest bride in the world,” said Paul and they raised their glasses.

“The sluttiest bride,” they said as they drunk their wine.  They looked over at me as I held the glass of cum and then I put it to my lips and drank it down, savouring the differing tastes of each of them as the cum slid down my throat, draining the glass. 

Dave held up the wine bottle – you want some of this he asked and when  I nodded my agreement he pushed me back on the bed, spread my legs and shoved the bottle into my pussy, open end first so the wine ran straight into me, tingling inside as it did so, a very strange sensation but enjoyable non the less.  He pulled the bottle from me, leaving the wine gushing inside me, some seeping out. 

They then laid me out on the bed and all stood round me with their cocks in their hands and proceeded to masturbate.  I lay back watching the six of them playing with themselves over me.  Soon the first one shot his cum over me, closely followed by the rest until I was covered in cum, all over my body and my dress, a complete cum slut in a wedding dress.  Once they had all cum they wiped their cocks on my dress and then I kissed each one, a long deep passionate kiss with lots of tongues, and thanked them for the fun over the last couple of days. 

We all exchanged numbers and I promised that they could come have some more fun at times but would have to call first.  Each one left, exhausted from the last few days, until there was only me and Mike left.

He looked down at me covered in cum and laughed, “God you are so beautiful” he said. “Even in such a mess.  I wish you really could be my wife!” 

I smiled back up at him “Well you can come and fuck me anytime you want to honey – you call and I will cum for you.”  He looked at his watch.

“Only have about 8 hours until your hubby returns – what can we do to fill that time?” 

“Well,” I laughed. “Let’s go get cleaned up and then maybe you can fuck me again, and again.”  I led him into the main bathroom and ran a long bubble bath as he helped me out of my ruined dress (wonder if I will be able to get it cleaned?) and lingerie which I dropped into the washing basket. 

We slipped into the bath and luxuriated in the warmth and bubbles, me lying in his arms as he caressed my body and played with my nipples.  We washed slowly, spending about 2 hours in the bath playing with each other.  He cleaned me then lifting me out of the water I sat on the side as he ate my pussy, licking sucking and nibbling me all over until I came again and again.  I then returned the favour, sucking his cock, licking the bubbles from it as I went until he shot his cum in my mouth. 

We dried off and then he took me back into the bedroom and we made love in a slow passionate manner, teasing and playing with each other, gentle love rather than frantic sex from the last few days spending about three hours entwined in each other, cumming again and again, timing our orgasms to occur together, almost moulded into one being rather than two.  It was during this time that I thought that maybe this was who I wanted to spend my life with.

Reluctantly we stopped our fun and seeing that it was approaching 5.30pm we unfortunately had to tidy up.  I cleaned up everything, washing my lingerie and changing the bed, hiding my wedding gown deep in my closet and clearing away the broken table in the hall before making sure there were no incriminating stains anywhere in the house. 

Finally at about 7.30 I had to usher Mike out – he wanted to fuck me again, in fact he wanted to be fucking me when hubby walked in!  I pushed him out the door and ran upstairs, slipping into a little pink sundress and tiny pink thong just as I heard hubby’s taxi pull up outside.  I went down and met him at the door, kissing him, hoping he didn’t taste anything as his tongue slipped into my mouth and his hand slid under the back of my dress. 

“Have you been ok without me love?” he asked as we closed the door behind us

“I have coped” I replied.

That is the story of my little slut adventure while hubby was away, and needless to say I have continued to fuck them all since.  Mike fucks me every day, and still wants me to be his wife.  Dave and Richard come round probably once a week or so while the rest visit on occasions.  Wendy visits probably once a month and we have a wonderful time together and Peter (the postman) still pops in every so often for his tip. 

Have just been fucked by Mike again and have finally accepted that this is who I want and he allows me to be what I want to be, a complete little slut, and I have given in to his request and agreed to become his wife.  Told hubby yesterday that I want a divorce and he has reluctantly agreed, especially when I told him what I had been up to over the last few months.

I have just been through my story as I write it and I got fucked 69 times in 62 hours by 12 different guys (58 times in my pussy and 11 times in my ass) and sucked 19 cocks in that time getting so full of cum.  I also spent a very enjoyable few hours with a lady where I got fisted for the first time (but definitely not the last) and I loved every last moment of it.

I hope you enjoyed my little story and if you have any comments please feel free to email me on andrea_holm28@yahoo.co.uk

It seemed only natural that we eventually marry, which of course we did. Edward was the perfect man for me, charming witty and there was a rugged handsomeness about him, that drew me to him, his continuous positive approach to life was the main stay that helped me graduate…without him I don’t think I would have made it. When it came to lovemaking he was both tender and exciting and I loved his gentle touching and caressing.

We both wanted a family, but had decided to wait until his return from overseas. When he was asked to fill the post, we had thought long and hard. He really did not want to accept it and leave me for a full year, but in the end very reluctantly he accepted. I could continue my new found career at the university and him as a consultant with Brabham and Bishop. After all a year was not too long, some people are separated for much longer.

“It will soon pass…and when I get back we will make up for lost time and give serious thought to having a family” he had said.

Life for us was just perfect, or at least it should have been…the only fly in the ointment was Earl Davenport.

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Earl and Edward had been sent overseas together and they quickly set up a friendship. During their leisure time, which was rare. They would spend it together. Edward of course could not help but brag to Earl just how wonderful a woman he had married. Laura is this…Laura is that…god how I love that woman…she’s my whole life, there is no life without Laura.

However this super friendship was to be split apart, when Edward discovered some discrepancies in the auditing, certain materials had gone missing and not reported. When Edward reported this to his superiors an investigation revealed the culprit had been Earl, trying to cut corners and pocketing the money. Earl immediately blamed Edward for his misdemeanors, had fled the country and returned home, where he brooded over the fact that he had been caught, vowing vengeance against Edward. The more he brooded the more he thought and then it came to him. Yes…yes I like the idea…it would hit and hurt him the most…his wife Laura is the key to all this and I’m sure I can carry it off. A wicked smile forming on his lips. Hmm yes I like it…he confirmed with himself.

So it was, he started by following Laura at a discreet distance, finding out about her daily habits. And with each passing day he built up a dossier of everything she did and bought, until he knew as much about her as any of her friends.

He was real delighted when he found out she was going to Millington Collage, up state to carry out a series of lectures and she had booked into a hotel there for the duration. He likewise booked a motel, well away from her hotel. He watched and waited for her to come and go and when the moment came he struck. He’d seen her enter the hotel lobby and make toward the reception desk, a habit she did every time she returned for the night. He kept very close to her, standing behind her at the desk.

“Any messages for Laura Pritchard” she asked of the young girl on reception. The girl turned, checked the pigeonhole and declared there was nothing for her today.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help but hear you say that you’re name was Laura Pritchard…you wouldn’t be the wife of Edward Pritchard, who at the last time I’d heard was working in Africa”

“Why yes…yes I am…how do you know Edward” she asked.

“Well you’re not going to believe this but Edward and I have been working together for the last twelve months…is he not here with you”

“Alas no he is not, apparently he has been delayed, it’s going to be another two months apparently…been some sort of delay”

“Well I’m sure you are both disappointed, he never stopped talking about you…I almost know you as much as anyone else…I can see why he loves you so much…I would also”

Blushing a little she replies, “Oh you’re too kind by far”

“Hey look have you eaten yet…I was going to dine out by myself but if you would join me…I’d be honored and we could catch up…I can give you all the latest as to what is going on”

“Why thank you er…?”

“Earl…Earl Davenport…why don’t we meet here at seven, I’ll book a table at Amadeus…the treat is on me” he said.

“Ok…ok that sounds fine…I’ll see you at seven then” and they parted and walked in opposite directions.

Earl was smiling, laughing inwardly as he headed for the door. “Ha…first part has been accomplished…if part two goes as well” he was relishing the thought of the outcome.

**********   

I couldn’t believe it a colleague of Edwards here in this very city. I was really looking forward to joining this Earl for a meal…I’d be able to hear all the very latest, how he was really coping…and he wasn’t too bad looking either, but that was not the point, it was being able to talk to someone who had just been with Edward.

**********

 Earl had made sure he was there on time, arriving fifteen minutes before the appointed time. When he saw here alight from the lift, his heart missed a beat…in fact it missed a couple of beats. She looked stunning, positively stunning, oh how sweet this revenge was going to be.

“I’m sorry I have no formal dress, I’d never thought of packing any thing other than casual…I hope Amadeus isn’t too formal is it?” she asked

“No…not at all…I chose it for its food rather than its formality…the chef really is first class” He assured her.

God if she looks this good, dressed informal, how would she look dressed formal. “We’ll take a taxi, and then we don’t need to worry about drinking and driving”

“Oh…I don’t really drink” she replied.

“Oh nothing heavy…just a little Champagne…you do like Champagne don’t you?” he asked

“I don’t think I’ve ever had it before” she declared.

“Oh…it’s quite harmless…very low on alcohol content…you’ll enjoy it” he said. Hm…just perfect…just perfect…this will be easier than I thought, he said to himself.

The conversation was easy and relaxed as they drove. Laura listening to the tales of Edward and Earl…the way he described everything it sounded so typical of Edward, there was no doubt that these two had been good friends in the short time they had been together.

The restaurant likewise was perfect, homely and inviting, very informal with an aroma of good food and coffee permeating throughout. The whole atmosphere was warm, relaxing and for the first time in months Laura felt a closeness to Edward that she had not felt since his leaving…she longed for him even more than ever…wanting once again to feel his body close to hers and his hands, warm and gentle as they caressed her body.

“Champagne…I promised you Champagne” he said, turning to the waiter.

The bubbles burst and tickled her nose as she took the first sip.

“Mmmm that taste just fine…I’ve never had it before” said Laura

“Oh…it’s just Champagne…it can’t do you any real harm” he said and Laura took another big mouthful draining the glass.

“Oh that tastes good”

“Here let me top you up” said Earl filling the glass once more.

They ate and drank…drank and ate…Earl making sure her glass was continually being topped up. When the bottle was empty, another took its place.

Earl could see the wine was having an effect, her eyes were glazing and her speech was slurring.

“OH ish pretty gud shtuff this Pamchane” she slurred.

“Oh it’s the best” he said, taking her hand and squeezing it.

The more he talked about Edward the more she responded to him, her eyes glazing and drifting off into her world of Edward and her.

She was almost falling out of her chair, just catching herself in time. Her body was beginning to feel a numbness about it.

“I think we should get you back to your room Laura…I think the Champagne has had a definite effect on you…here let me help you”

There were sniggers and knowing glances and nodding heads as he helped her to her feet, putting his arm around her he guided her toward the exit.

“Oh dear I feel sho dizzy and shlight headed”

“That’s ok my dear…we’ll soon have you back in your room and you can sleep it off up there”

In the elevator her arms were around his neck, helping to support herself…you know Edward…ish sho good to have you home agin…I’ve mished you sho my darling” she slurred.

“It’s so good to be back…I’ve missed you as well…I’ve waited so long for this moment” Earl replied.

He took her door key from her and opened the door, walking her straight to the bed.

“Here my love…lie down…you’ll be fine once you lie down” and he gently lay her on the bed…lying beside her.

Oh dear…I shink the room ish moving” she said.

“Oh it’s alright my love…everything is going to be alright…Edward’s here to take care of you…you’ll see” and his hand moved under her skirt, toughing and gently rubbing her thigh.

A thrill ran through Laura’s body…a thrill she had not experienced in many a long month and she liked it…it was Edwards hands…gentle, soft.

Earls hand continued to stroke her warm soft thigh. “Is that alright my love…is that how you remember us together” he asked

“Oh yes…yes…yes…take me…please take me Edward” she softly sighed.

“I’m going to my dear…I’m going to…you’re going to enjoy what we do together…I mean really enjoy it” he replied, his hand moving up between her legs, his fingers brushing aside the soft fabric of her panties, searching, finding and feeling the warm and now wetness of her pussy, as his fingers slipped inside her, working back and forth. He could feel her passion and urgency the more he worked his fingers.

“Oh god…oh Edward…pleash…pleash…pleash…take me, take me now…I’ve waited sho long for thish.” She pleaded.

“We’re almost there my love…just a little longer” he said, he wanted to do so much more, but dare not hold back, should she suddenly realize it was not Edward…but Earl that was controlling her, his plan would fail and shatter in a million pieces. He wanted revenge first, then the real pleasures of her body.

“I’ll just remove your panties my love…let’s get them out of the way”

“Mmmm…yesh…yesh…pleash do” and she felt the gentle touch of Earls hands as he slowly pulled them down, removing them altogether, then pushing her skirt up around her waist.

He gazed lustfully at her now exposed wet pussy, the golden harvest of pubic hair as it vanished between her legs, the slit just visible as it too vanished between her legs.

“We’re almost there my love…almost there” he said soothingly, almost a whisper, not wanting to brake the spell, not now, not when he was so near to victory.

He pulled the zip of his fly down, removing a very large erection, then gently pushed her legs apart, there was no resistance just a soft sigh.

“It’s time my love…you’re going to love this…really love it” he said, but Laura was hardly hearing him, hardly aware of him, she was lost in the fog and fuzziness of her mind, thinking only of Edward. “Ummm…yesh take me take me my love” she murmured.

Earl placed the first inch or so into her, reveled in the feel of her warmth and wetness…then slowly pushed inside her…he’d done it and he laughed aloud.

He knew she was aware that he was inside her as she gave a soft gasp when he had entered her. His hips swayed and his ass moved in unison with the hips as he gently thrust into her…again…and again…and again. The feeling was one of euphoria, for some reason she seemed a better fuck than all the whores and girl friends he’d had before, maybe it was the thought of sweet revenge that added to the feeling…it felt so good. With each inward thrust she moaned and sighed, called out Edwards name and made her hips rise up and thrust herself against his own inward thrusting.

He could hold back no longer, he felt that stirring from deep down, it was creeping ever closer, until it was impossible to hold on to any longer and he made one final thrust and just let it go…weeks of pent up sperm and frustration came as one at that moment…he thought he was never going to stop cuming…then it was over…he lay as one with her for a few moments…then he withdrew…he’d done it, he’d really done it and once again he laughed out loud.

He lay beside her, holding her close and she purred and sighed. “Oh Edward…Edward…I’ve missed you so much”

“And I you my dear…and I you”. The idea that she thought she was with her beloved Edward appealed to his sense of revenge, this had been better than he had ever imagined. Now that he had done the deed perhaps he could do more, delight himself with this magnificent creature and her marvelous body.

“I think perhaps I should undress you my dear…it’s been so long since I gazed upon your naked form”

“Yes…yes please do” she replied.

He slowly undid each and every button on her blouse, watching those heaving breasts as he did so. Then carefully helped her remove the blouse…god they were truly magnificent, he could already taste the firm nipple in his mouth. His hands trembled as he undid the bra and again removed it…he quickly took hold of the firm flesh…squeezing and massaging…then unable to hold back any longer, his mouth fell upon it…suckling the firm nipple.

He needed to see her completely naked and now he undid the zip on her skirt and slid it down her body and discarded it…only her stocking clad legs…these he would leave, the sight of them excited him.

He ran his hands gently over her body, touching every contour and crevice. Her eyes opened, a glazed far away look on her face.
“Oh Edward…Edward, my love” then she closed her eyes and reveled in Earls gentle sensuous touch.

He kissed each breast, moved downward, across her flat stomach, his tongue kissing, flicking as it went, downward until he could feel her pubic hair in his mouth, then the wet slit and like a hungry animal he fell upon it, eating it with a relish, like a starving wolf.

Her continuous sighs and moans driving him ever onward. He was hard and ready for her once again. Supporting himself on his arms he hovered above her, with a wicked smile he said “Are you ready for me again my love”

Her reply was instant “Oh yes…yes Edward please…please”

He felt her warm wet entrance and slowly pushed inside her. He watched the hard shaft thrusting into her as his ass and hips swayed back and forth. God this was just too much…this is what revenge was all about, he wished he could be here when Edward eventually returned…that indeed would be the ultimate…but alas he would have to be long gone by then.

For the last few moments he held her tight, he could feel himself about to cum and he drove into her…then for a second time, he unloaded his pent up frustration.

He hummed quietly to himself as he showered a smile or chuckle never far from his face. Dried and dressed he looked down at the beautiful naked form on the bed, now deep in sleep. She lay just as he had positioned her.

“Well my love…I’ve truly enjoyed being with you, as much as I’d like to stay and give you more pleasure I must be gone” he blew her a kiss and left.

*************

The men with hammers were banging loudly, the banging wasn’t from workmen outside but they were inside my head, my mouth tasted like mud and silt from a river. My eyes hurt as I tried to open them. Edward…. where’s Edward…last night we made love…delicious love…deep love…I remember it…but where is he…he…he? He was never here, how could he, he’s still overseas, he’ll be coming home soon, but not right now…it….it seemed so real…so very, very real.

I touched my skin and realized I was naked, completely naked…I looked, taking in the scene…I was naked and my legs were splayed apart as if….as if. Oh my god no…no, it can’t be…it didn’t happen…please dear god tell me it is untrue. I pushed up onto my elbows and surveyed the room, through blood shot bleary eyes. My clothes were strewn all over the place. Oh god he had, he must have…I’d been screwed alright…but not by my loving Edward…but by Earl…it was all coming back to me…it wasn’t a dream…it had all been for real, all that wine Earl had been feeding me had, had it’s effect…he’d got what he wanted and left.

Suddenly I felt cold, real cold and deep in guilt, god what had I done, how could I face Edward again…if he ever found out…it wasn’t worth thinking. How could I live with him and not tell him what I’d done.

I showered, dressed and went to the desk “What room is Earl Davenport in please?” I asked.

“Earl Davenport…Earl Davenport…let me see” as the desk clerk ran down the guests names.

“Sorry madam, but we have no Earl Davenport staying with us”

The bastard, not here, then where is he staying.

I was completely lost and dejected…I just did not know what to do or where to go. I kept thinking how dirty and guilty I felt…the more I dwelled upon it the more depressed I became.

I failed to find any trace of Earl Davenport in any of the hotels I’d rang…I eventually returned home to work and await the return of Edward. Worse was to come, I was two weeks overdue with my period and my worst nightmare was confirmed when the test showed I was pregnant…one thing was for certain, it wasn’t Edwards…now there was no escaping my telling Edward what had happened…had Earl actually been a friend of Edwards. When Edward next contacted me, I casually asked if there had been someone who had worked with him in Africa called Earl Davenport. When he told me the story…it all fitted together…god what a stupid bitch I’d been…how could I have fallen into the trap so easily.

Edwards return was not as it should have been, I tried to keep up appearances and was truly happy and delighted he was back…but it was all tempered with despair, the child I was going to have should have been his…Edwards and not that of Earl Davenports…I had to tell him…sooner or later he was going to find out.

I tried to hold off from telling him. I wanted to enjoy our moments together. It had been so long. I tried I really tried…but Edward sensed there was something amiss…I could no longer pretend nothing was wrong.

“What’s wrong honey…you seem to have been distant toward me ever since I’ve returned”

I looked long and hard at him, my heart thumping in my chest. There was never going to be a good time to give him the news…it might as well be now as ever.

“Sit down sweetheart….I…I…have something I need to tell you”

There was a look of concern on his face as he sat next to me.

“Ok…ok…lets hear it…let’s see if we can’t work something out….surely it can’t be that bad”

“Oh it is my love…it is” I replied.

As I related what had happened I watched the expression on his face…it showed pain and outrage, anger…I had had no way of knowing if it were directed toward me or Earl. The more I related the story, the more I felt cheap and could not help but blame myself for what had happened.

I’m so sorry Edward…so…so…sorry” I said and took hold of his hand.

He quickly withdrew it and stood, walking toward the window, staring out, deep in thought.

“I have to go out” he said

“Where are you going” I asked

“I don’t know…just out…I need some fresh air…I need to think” he said, quickly walking out of the room.

I was left alone with my own thoughts; I didn’t know what to think or how Edward would finally react.

Hours later I heard his car, and then he came into the living room. I waited for him to speak.

“I don’t suppose you would consider an abortion would you?” he asked

“No…no, you know my feelings on that issue Edward…no abortions” I replied

“Well I can’t say I’m too pleased with the situation…that bastard Earl, found a way to get back at me, if he were here now I’d break his neck…however what’s been done is done, we can’t undo it now, let’s take it a day at a time and see what happens” he said.

“Ok…let’s work on it…I’m sure we can do this together” I replied, but not with any great enthusiasm, I could tell Edwards pride had been punctured, but I thought time might heal the wound that was between us.

I knew it wasn’t going to work. Try as we might things were not really improving; we grew more and more distant from each other. I knew every time he looked at me, he saw Earl and me together.

Then the letters started to arrive.

(Hi Edward, this is Earl, how’s that lovely wife of yours, pregnant I hope. Yes she is a real joy to be with. I remember only too well the night I slipped inside her…oh god it was the most wonderful thing I’ve ever done. I hope when you slip inside her you think of me. Your old friend Earl)

Similar letters continued to come, Earl was taking great joy in taunting Edward, and he never let up reminding him of that night he’d spent with me.

Then young Daniel was born, he was so beautiful, but to Edward it more salt in an already festering wound.

To Edwards’s credit, he did try, but the continuing letters kept coming. Then the phone call.

“Hi Edward, this is Earl Davenport here, remember me, I’m the guy how fucked your wife, I believe she had a fine healthy boy…that’ my son Edward…I do hope your taking care of him” then he hung up. Daniel was now three, but Edward could take no more of it, it was the last straw. When I returned home one day, I found a letter for me, telling me he was leaving me, that he had found someone else, someone he felt he could trust. I also found that the bank accounts had been cleaned out, my punishment for my infidelity, wished me luck and hoped I’d find someone in the future. I had nothing, oh he’d paid a months rent for Daniel, and me but after that nothing.

I searched the situations vacant and rentals, I needed a job and cheaper accommodation and I needed them quick. Finding employment was a little difficult, the positions I sought seemed to be reluctant to take on a solo mother, or I was overly qualified. I did eventually manage an office position in a lawyer’s office…low paid of course. The rental was a little easier, but a far cry from what we had had before.

So I settled into a new life…Daniel and me. I soon realised it was going to be a struggle. I seemed to earn one dollar, but always-owed two dollars, but somehow we managed…just. I also had the fortune to befriend the couple next door. They were the epitome of married life and happy couples. He was a good father and worked hard to provide for them, she was a doting mother with four kids, two of each and another on the way, nothing seemed to faze her, she rose above every eventuality that life threw at them, always a smile on her face…Daniel could not have had a better person to look after him whilst I was at work…to her he was just part of their family….I must admit to a feeling of jealousy…but I was really happy for them and grateful I had them as neighbors.

It was a day-to-day grind, then I met Greg, Greg had come to the office, seeking a solicitor and advice for a minor misdemeanor. He seemed a nice guy and we chatted whilst he waited for his appointment.

“Hey…look would you like to go out tonight…just a meal and some friendly chat…nothing serious” he asked.

I must admit that I was put on the back foot at his suggestion, it was right out of the blue, I’d not been out for, I don’t know how long.

“Oh I don’t know…I’d have to organize a baby sitter and I’ve nothing to wear”

“Oh come on…I’m sure you must know someone who’ll baby sit for you…it’s just a meal” he said.

I thought, why not, I’d only had my own company for such a long time…to spend time with another person sounded ok to me.

“Ok…if you want…will you pick me up” I asked

“Sure I will…look forward to it” he said smiling as I wrote down my phone number and address.

“If you get a better offer, just give me a call” I said to him.

“I can guarantee I am not gona get a better offer…. seven o clock” he said, and then took his appointment.

I must admit, I enjoyed the evening; it had been a while since I’d been out with anyone sharing a meal and some convivial conversation was just what I needed. Greg and I started to meet regular and soon I felt I was back in the real world again, not going home and living like a hermit, not really knowing what was going on out there. The subject of sex had not been raised and I did not push it. I thought I’d just let it take its course.

After bringing me home one night, we were sitting on the couch having a coffee, the coffee finished, Greg put his arm around me, drew me close and we started kissing…passionately, this was something I’d not done in a long time and it felt good…I needed it. When his hand made its way under my skirt, I did not object, then it was on my thigh and I held him even tighter and sighed. I made no move to stop him when I felt my pants being pulled down. “Oh god Greg….yes…yes” I sighed, my pulse and heart racing with excitement and anticipation.

“Oh honey…I love you…I love you” He murmured as he pulled my pants even further down. I stiffened a little as his hand slid between my legs and started to stroke and caress my wet pussy, a pussy that had not felt a mans stiff member in many a long time. When his fingers slid inside me in was an immense joy and again I clung to him like I’d never done to any man in a long age. When he shuffled to undo his belt and I heard the purr of his zip being pulled down, my pulse raised even faster…I knew the procedure…I knew what came next. When he had his pants down to his knees, he placed himself on top of me. The feel of hard flesh between my thighs, seemed more than I could bare. I threw my legs apart in anticipation and begged him to take me.

“I am love…I am” and in the next instant I felt him push inside of me

“Oh god Greg” I gasped as I felt my pussy expanding, filling with his hard manhood.

“O honey…I’ve wanted to do this for so long…you feel so good” he said

“I’ve wanted you for so long” I replied.

Feeling his ass rise and fall was the best feeling I’d had in a long…long time. I held him tight, willing him to go harder and deeper. It was as if neither of us had, had sex for many a year as he continued to thrust into me. God I loved it, I didn’t realise until now how much I’d missed it…. how much I wanted it. For twenty minutes he pounded into me, I egging him on, telling him how good it was…how good it felt…then…. he was cuming. This time though there would be no repercussions, no babes to follow. I’d taken the precaution of going on the pill. He could cum inside me, as many times as he liked, it would have no effect.

He continued to lie between my legs. It felt so good, he still inside me. We kissed and fondled each other, smiled and laughed, until I felt him harden up once more and again his ass humped up and down until once again his cum flowed inside me for a second time.

It was pointless that we stayed on the couch; I suggested he stay the night and I must admit, it was much more comfortable being naked and connected to one another in bed.

For the first time in ages I felt good again, I had a boyfriend, who seemed to like and love me and I had feelings for him to, but not deep down feelings…I guess we were good friends that could see a need for each other and we were each able to fulfill those needs.

He introduced me to his friend Allen…who had a girlfriend Cilla. They were a mad couple and seemed to fit together real well. Cilla was a likeable woman, but I guess I would not have sought her out as a friend if I’d had a choice, but there was nothing about her to dislike, as I said she was likeable and she liked having fun.

On the odd nights Greg asked me out it was in the company of Allan and Cilla, when we did go out it was to various clubs, Cilla just loved them, always enthusiastic to try somewhere different “Oh wasn’t that so much fun” was her catch phrase, every time we went anywhere.

You could never nock her back on her enthusiasm. Then one night Allan suggested we go to a strip club. I was about to voice my disapproval when Cilla in her true enthusiastic way said “Oh yeh…yeh I’ve always wanted to go to one of them” I didn’t want to be Ms Killjoy so I put on my mock enthusiastic face and said “Yeh…yeh sounds great” and so it was decided.

As we walked through the door, it was painfully obvious it was a male thing…well ninety per cent male. There was the sprinkling of females, who I assumed were like Cilla and I and had gone along out of curiosity. Scantily clad females served and flirted will the male patrons, almost naked bottoms were being pinched, felt or slapped, breasts coming in for similar attention, whilst on stage three perfectly shaped females with good breasts, nice hips and tight asses cavorted around a steel pole. At that precise moment bras were being undone and allowed to fall to the floor, along with a roar of approval from the crowd.

“Hi folks…can I find you a table” It was one of the scantily clad females. I could see she was almost dressed. Her tasseled bra just held back her ample breasts from bursting out. Something little more than a thong adorned her waist, just managing to hide her most private parts. The tassels hanging from it offered no protection from goggling lustful eyes, Greg and Allen amongst them. I wondered how many hands had fondled those nice round buttocks over the evening.

“Er yes…yes” Greg eventually managed to splutter.

“Ok…follow me” she said, which Greg and Allan were more than happy to do, their eyes never straying far from her ass.

“It’s as near as I can get you to the action folks…you got to be early for the front ones I’m afraid”

“No…no this is fine” said Allan…talking to her breasts.

“Oh isn’t this just soooo exciting” said Cilla.

“Whow…it is” said the guys, whose attention was now on the girls on stage.

Their pants had been removed and they were down the pole, wiggling their hind end’s displaying nice clean-shaven pussies for the guys to see…and us females who just happened to be looking in that direction at the time.

“Whow…this is great” again from Cilla.

“Mmmm absolutely” agreed the men

When the music stopped there were wolf whistles and applause along with more money being thrown toward the women? The women then proceeded to collect the money strewn around their feet, and the last thing they picked up was their bra and panties, it was obvious that the money was a top priority.

Now a guy strode on stage to announce the next set of girls. “And now all the way from…for your pleasure tonight…give a big round of applause for Dusty, Delores and Candy” Then once again the stage was filled with another three well developed, scantily clad females, the audience burst into rapturous applause and the music stated up and the girls cavorted and made love to the steel pole.

Cilla was well into it, swaying to the music, her face and smiles letting us know she liked being here.

“I could do that” she said

“Don’t be silly dear…no you couldn’t you’re ass is too big for a start” said Allan smiling at her.

“No its not…you always said I have a nice ass…it is a nice ass…isn’t it Laura” she said turning to me for support.

“Yes…yes it’s a very nice ass Cilla…tale no notice of Allan” I replied, assuring her, her ass as ok.

“See Mr Smarty pants…Laura agrees I’ve got a nice ass”.

“Yeh well all you women stick together…and besides she’s just being polite” said Allan.

Before Cilla could ask again I said, “No…no I mean it…Cilla has a nice ass”

“Yeh well there you go see…I bet Laura and I could dance and show ourselves just as good as they do” said Cilla, pouting a little.

“Don’t involve me in there” I replied, it’s not my scene I don’t think I’d have the courage to strip in front of all these guys” I said as I looked toward the stage just in time to see bras being discarded.

“I’ve got tits just as good as theirs” commented Cilla. Oh god I thought here we go again.

As it was she did seem to be as well proportioned as any on stage so far. Allan knew it as well he just enjoyed winding her up.

The place certainly had atmosphere and I’d say the drinks were costing quite a bit for each and every round, I was glad I wasn’t buying; I had enough debt to contend with, without adding to it.

The guy’s eyes must have been strained and tired between watching the girls on the pole strip and the hostess’s asses as they passed by taking orders. At times it was all too much for some of the guys as they grabbed hold of one and pulled her onto their laps, fondling as much as they could before the girl, light heartedly admonished them, then rewarding them with a kiss, for them it was all well worth it.

Cilla and I were privy to a conversation at the table next to us. We saw the girl come to take the order from the guy. “Here sweetie, come sit on my lap” he said, grabbing her around the waist and placing her on his knee.

“I got a hundred bucks if you’ll come back to my motel with me” he said. I turned away from them, not wanting them to think I was taking any particular interest…but I could still hear.

“Buster…it’ll cost you more than a hundred bucks” she replied.

“Ok…how much do you charge honey” he asked.

“Three hundred is my price” I heard her say.

“Ok…three hundred it is…when are you finished” he asked

“In an hour” she replied.

“Suits me…an hours time eh”

“I’ll come and collect you” she replied and then she gave him his customary kiss and left him.

Cilla looked at me and said “Whow…three hundred bucks…and I give it to Allan for free…I’m in the wrong business”

In spite of my early reservations, I had quite enjoyed the evening; I think Cilla and Allan kept us entertained as much as anything. Suddenly it became a regular place we visited. I became quite adept at picking out the guys and girls making appointments to go to whatever motel the guy was staying at. I also noticed that the same girls were also hostessing after finishing on stage. The stage was a good place to display their charms and wares for the guys to see, before offering them money for services.

It was on one particular night, when we were all sitting and watching the show, that we were approached by a man, he was a pudgy kind of guy, looked like a beached whale only pinky flesh colored, hair receding and combed to make the use of what little he had.

“Hey Greg, Greg Shepherd…what are you doing here” he said addressing Greg.

“Good god…Bob Tyson…I could ask you the same thing…its an age since we last met” said Greg shaking hands with the new comer.

“As it happens…I’ve just bought this place” he replied making a sweeping gesture around the area.

“What you own the joint” Greg replied, with an unbelieving expression.

“Yep…always wanted a strip joint…now I got one…enjoying the show folks” he said, addressing all of us.

“We always do…we just love it” Cilla replied in her usual enthusiastic way.

His eyes raked over Cilla and my body. “We can always do with an extra couple of dancer’s ladies…wouldn’t be interested would you?”

Before I could answer Cilla quickly responded. “Sure we would…. we’d love to be starters…wouldn’t we Laura”

I took a look at the girl shaking and wiggling her ass. “No…no I wouldn’t Cilla….I just don’t think I could do that…it’s not me” I said. Normally I’d gone along with her requests, not wanting to appear a party pooper, but this time I had to tell her. I wasn’t going to join in.

“Oh come on Laura…you can do it…where’s your sense of fun and adventure” she said rather petulantly.

“Sorry Cilla…not this time” I replied.

“Hey it’s easy work love…just dance around the pole…show off your ass…thrill the guys and they give you money to do so…its no big problem” said Bob trying to convince me I should join Cilla on stage.

I took another look at the bare ass and shaved pussy cavorting around the pole; no I thought, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.

“Oh god you’re no fun” said Cilla, slumping down on her chair and putting on her best sulking look.

“You can still do it if you want, you don’t really need me to hold you’re hand” I replied.

“I was kinda hoping you’d do it with me” she continued pouting.

“The money’s real good” said Bob, trying one last time to convince me, I should do it.

“Yeh…and the other extra’s they offer as well” I replied, knowing that the girls made appointments for sex.

Bob looked at me for a long moment. “Oh that…well yes I guess that does happen…but that is up to the girls…we don’t have any control over what happens after they leave here…its up to them…I’m sorry I can’t convince you…I think you’d do well up there” his eyes zeroed in on my legs.

“Good to see you again Greg…must catch up sometime…I’ll send a complimentary round of drinks over”

“Yeh great to see you again Bob, thanks for the drinks” replied Greg.

Cilla continued to sulk and pout, that I would not become a stripper. As I watched the dancers do their thing, try as I might I could not envisage myself performing naked before all those lacteous male eyes.

Now if anyone thinks that we all visited this nightspot on a nightly or weekly basis. I must hasten to add that is not true. Most nights I was working, or by myself, working at a warehouse packing goods, to help pay ever-mounting bills and debt. Yes Greg came around once in a while and having a meal out with him was what I perceived as a real treat. Greg and I were never going to go anywhere, there was no real chemistry between us, and we were friends with certain privileges.

The warehouse was hard work; it wasn’t made any better by having a foreman who thought all the female staff owed him a debt of gratitude. I’d seen a few of the girls emerge from behind the packing cases at the far end of the warehouse, patting their hair back in place, straightening skirts and buttoning up their blouses. Dan…the foreman would emerge shortly after, with a satisfied smirk on his face.

He’d cornered me a few times also, telling me if I knew what was good for me I’d co-operate and meet with his demands…so far I’d delayed in meeting with his demands. The penalty being I never got extra hours and received all the shitty jobs…so no, life was not all beer and skittles; it was hard and getting harder.

When we next visited the strip joint, we caught up with Allan sitting by himself.

“Hey what’s up pal…Cilla left you?” Greg asked.

“Oh no…nothing like that” he said, looking a little dejected.

Greg ordered a round of drinks and we sat next to Allan.

“Well where is she…what’s happened” asked Greg.

“You’ll see…just wait” he replied

As we sipped and waited, the three girls on stage finished their act and another three were introduced. When the announcer said the name Cilla, we all took a renewed interest, and sure enough, out walked Cilla, bra bursting at the seams and the briefest of g-strings.

Oh my god, she did it, she really did it. I thought to myself. I had to admit she looked good as she danced, swayed and revolved around the pole. She did have a good ass, contrary to Allan’s comments and her figure was as good as any that had been before.

“I see what you mean” Greg said.

“Yeh well you know Cilla…once she gets and idea…there’s just no stopping her, is there” he said glumly.

I thought about the other thing that went on.

“What about…what about…you know what” I asked, not wanting to come out with it.

His silence on the subject said it all…that as well I thought.

“Yeh…twice so far” he eventually said. “Oh” I replied and closed off the subject as I watched her glide and sway as if she had done it for years. First her bra, fell to the floor and eventually the g-sting as she wiggled her ass…and now shaved pussy for all to view.

I could see pain on Allan’s face as he stared at her…I wondered how much longer these two would remain together.

“Yeh she does have a nice ass” Greg said. I kicked his leg under the table and glowered at him. It really wasn’t what Allan wanted to hear right now.

“Yeh I know…nobody knew better than me” he commented.

We watched her finish, then reemerge later. Dressed in the regular hostesses outfit, tasseled bra and almost panties and tasseled bottom half. She made sure her bum and hips swayed as she walked from table to table, customer to customer. Allan refrained from watching her as she was hauled from one lap to another, the feigned rebukes and the complimentary kisses, the grabbing feeling slapping hands at her ass. She reveled in it…no I could see Allan and her would soon be parted.

Eventually she caught sight of us and approached with a huge smile on her face.

“Hi you two…didn’t see you come in…catch my act did you” she asked.

“Yeh, we caught it alright” said Greg.

“What do you think…good eh?”

“Oh yes it was great” replied Greg.

“You looked really good out there Cilla” I said.

“See and no big ass either” she added

“Most certainly not” I replied.

“No…it’s a very fine ass in fact” Greg said pensively, reminding himself of her ass as it swayed and wiggled before them.

Cilla put a loving arm around my neck. “You should join us Laura…its real fun…I know you’d like it…once you’ve done it…it gets easier…and the girls are a heap of fun also, you really must try it” she said.

Before I could answer, a male was waving to her on the other side of the room. “Hey got to go” then focused her attention on Allan. “Hey honey…I’m gona be late tonight…don’t wait up…give it some thought Laura” then she was strolling over to the far table, hips and ass swaying from side to side the tassels having no effect on concealing her ass.

I could see the pain in Allan’s eyes. “Well I guess I may as well get going…here buy yourselves a round” he said as he rose from the table and walked toward the exit, he looked real dejected and probably was.

Greg looked at me…we said nothing…there was nothing really we could say.

I continued to work days and nights and the bills and debts continued to mount, the landlord increased the rent, adding to an already overloaded money owing problem. It was about to get worse. I’d clocked into my night job at the warehouse, was carrying out the shitty duties my wonderful foreman had deemed to allocate me.

I was down the far end of the store, music was blaring loudly over the tanoy system, when I as confronted with Dan Pleasant, his name bore no resemblance to his demeanor. He was a pig of the highest order. I knew he had intimidated the other women through fear. I was one of; if not the only one he had not fucked. He was big powerful and threatening in appearance and manner.

“Hi honey, fancy meeting you here” he said, with a wolfish smile.

“What do you want, Pleasant?” I asked.

“Hey that’s no way to treat your foreman…I just thought you and I could have some time together…get to know each other a little better…know what I mean” the wolfish smile replaced with one of anticipated lust, as his eyes raked over my body.

“I see you’re wearing a skirt tonight…now that is a good sign…. you obviously want it”

Normally I wore slacks, which were better for work around the warehouse, but tonight I’d just picked up a skirt and donned that.

“All I want is to get on with my job…nothing else” I said, standing my ground.

“Oh no…you want more than that…. much more…come on admit it” he said taking a step closer.

I looked to his right, trying to see a way past him. He’d caught me in the right place, behind me, was only racks. To get away I had to duck under him and run. He had anticipated my thinking.

“You can try honey, but I doubt you’ll make it” he said, that every present smile, he was enjoying this. The cat and the mouse. I made my move and feigned to his right, then ducked left, but for a big man he was very agile and he caught me around my waist, and flung me against the packing crates. I screamed for help, but the music was so loud, I doubt if anyone would hear me.

“Ha, ha….go on scream sweetheart, but I doubt if anyone will hear or come to rescue you. The other girls know better than to interrupt our time together…why don’t you just relax and enjoy the moment?” he said, pressing himself hard against me and gyrating his hips.

“Feel that honey…big isn’t it, its all for you…. you’re going to enjoy it…once you’ve had it I’ll guarantee you’ll be back for more…. they all do”

I could feel his hardness through the fabric of our clothing. There was no doubt…no doubt what so ever he had an erection, the thought of what he was going to do to me had him excited. He slipped his arms around my waist, pulling me even tighter, hands feeling my bum, squeezing my buttocks. “Help…help…somebody please help me” I shouted again. But he only laughed all the louder. “Yeh that’s the way honey…shout…but you’ll need to shout louder than that” the music blearing in our ears. He pressed his lips hard against mine, kissing me full on the lips. I tried again to break free, but his grip was vice like.

“Oh sweetheart, I’ve waited a long time for this moment, don’t fight me, I’m ready for you…just try and relax…enjoy it…you will enjoy it…I just know you will” his hands slipping to the hem of my skirt, quickly pulling it upward, then the same hands back squeezing my bare buttocks.

“Oh my love you have such a lovely warm ass, so smooth, so firm, so round”. His eyes closed as he dwelt on the feelings he was experiencing, holding and playing with my ass.

“Please Dan…don’t do this…not now…not here…maybe we could go somewhere later…my place…its quiet and private, we could have some fun there” I said trying to pacify him. Give me time to think and get away from him.

“See I knew you wanted it…we can do it here now…then go to your place later…do it all again” he replied. I knew I’d made a mistake. Now he thought I was keen to have him.

I felt my panties being pulled down around my knees.

“Oh god no…please no Dan…don’t do this I beg of you” I said.

“But you want it honey…you said you did…didn’t you?”

“Yes I know what I said but….”

“Then let’s do it now” he butted in

I heard the purr of the zip on his jeans…his fly was now open.

“Oh god no…please no Dan” I pleaded again.

“Spread your legs honey…open up for Dan baby”

I never even thought about closing them tight, I just automatically opened up for him.

“Yeh baby…that’s the way…I knew you wanted it” he said. I felt the warm hard flesh, pressing against my thigh.

“Oh god no” I said. Now resigned on him penetrating me.  Felt him right up close against my slit. I closed my eyes and waited, ready to gasp. Then the music stopped and a voice shouted

“Pleasant…Pleasant…are you there” It was the factory manager. I’d never seen him here at this time of night before.

Suddenly Dan was reversing rapidly, his cock was back in his trousers and his fly done up.

“Now you just keep quiet bitch…don’t say a word…stay here, I’ll be back, we can continue this when Steadman leaves…stay here…do you hear me?” he asked

“Yes Dan…don’t you worry…I’ll stay here…I’ll be waiting for you…now go and see what Steadman wants?” I said.

“Good girl…I won’t be long” he gave me one last hug and kiss, then walked out from behind the packing cases to front up to Steadman.

I quickly pulled up my panties and straightened my skirt, my heart and pulse were racing. I had no intention of staying and waiting for the pig to return. The bell had saved me and I was going to make full use of it. I sneaked from isle to isle, slowly making my way up to the exit. I grabbed my purse and personals and fled from the warehouse, swearing never to return. As I tried to sleep that night I realised how close it had been, I could still feel the warmth of his hard penis pressing against my thigh.

Now I was one job less, less income and mounting debt. The warehouse job had been one of the few night shift positions available. I tried all the usual situations, bar maid etc, but no one was hiring at the time…I was a single mum…with a single job.

I considered returning to the warehouse to work, but knew if I did, My first night back Don Pleasant would take me down the back, place me against the packing cases, and take up where we left off, from then on I would be just one of his girls to have fun with anytime he decided he wanted me, like all the others I would have no say in the matter. If I worked there I would be at his bidding, to do with as he pleased.

I made matters worse by taking a loan. I was desperate to pay the mounting bills, phone electric…they never seemed to stop coming. As I paid one, another seemed to magically take its place. I felt alone and depressed, the world and every thing in it were closing in on me.

When we visited the strip club that night I felt less like going out than fly to the moon. Greg made every effort to lift my spirits and I tried to look happy and was enjoying his company…but it was a real effort.

I drank a little more than usual, trying to hide away from the demons that haunted me.

I watched as Cilla went through her routine, along with the other girls. They mixed and mingled as if they had no care in the world and money was being thrown at them with carefree abandon

When Cilla came over to our table… devoid of Allan, whom I suspected was either still at home or had left Cilla.

“Hi folks, what can I get you” she asked, Greg giving her the order. “Can I see you for a minute…in the ladies room” I asked.

“Sure…what’s on your mind” she asked. “In the ladies room” I said

“Well what’s all the mystery” she queried.

“I want to do it” I said

“Yeah…want to do what” she asked

“I want to…er dance…strip…do what you are doing” I said.

She looked at me as if I was joking and was now going to deliver the punch line. When nothing else was said, she replied “You mean it…don’t you…you actually want to do it”

“Yes…yes I mean it…I’m fed up with struggling to make ends meet, always paying one bill of another, I never have anything left over…and now I have a loan to pay as well as all the other debt” I told her about the warehouse and Don Pleasant and how I’d fled from the place and never gone back.

“Oh god that’s wonderful news” she said flinging her arms around me, like I was some long lost sister. “Oh its going to be great working with you…you’ll not regret it…sure the guys get a little worked up at times but if they get too uncontrollable we have a great bouncer...Arnie…really looks after us…oh I can’t believe it” she said and again flung her arms around me hugging me.

“I…I don’t think I could do the other thing…you know?” I said.

“Oh that…don’t worry about that…really its no big deal…just like you and Greg having sex, but you get paid for doing it…first let’s get you stripping”

When I asked Cilla about Allan, she looked at me and said. “Well Alan has left…I guess it was too much for him…I can’t blame him really”

When Greg asked what all the secrecy was about I told him nothing…just a girlie thing.

I took some time off work, in order to see Bob Shepherd. He was all over me, pouring on the charm and telling me all the good things about working there.

“Could you start tonight honey” he asked. God that seemed so sudden, I thought next week or later, but tonight.

“Oh I don’t know…I’ve never done anything like this before…I thought I’d need some rehearsing before hand” I said

“We’ll do the rehearsing right now, Cilla and a couple of other girls are on hand, and we’ll dig you out a costume for the time being and spend some time learning the ropes.

He took me and introduced me to the other girls that were there…I already knew Cilla.

“Cilla find her a costume for dancing in and a one for hostessing in, we have a few spare lying around…then show her a few moves…I’ll leave you with them Laura” he said and left me with the girls.

Just as Cilla had said, they seemed friendly and helpful, telling me what to do and what not to do…passing on the benefits of their own experiences.

When I had donned the first costume. I already felt naked. It hid little or nothing as I stood staring at the figure in the mirror.

“Oh god I can’t do this…I just can’t do this” I said.

“Ho…honey we’ve all said that…ask Cilla…she thought is was going to be so easy…until she saw herself just as you are doing right now” said Debra.

“That’s right Laura…I almost fled…but don’t worry we’ll be with you…you’ll have plenty of support…get the first one under your belt and you’ll be away laughing” said Cilla, reassuringly.

“Now lets go and do a couple of strips…just take your lead from us…do exactly what we do” and I followed them on to the stage.

Only the stage lights were on, there were no patrons at this time of day, thank goodness, suddenly music was playing. The girls were swaying, dancing in time to the music, swinging around the pole, bodies arched, bums stuck outward, making as many sexy, sensual poses as possible. I tried to follow, copy their actions but my own efforts only seemed wooden, stilted and I swung around the pole, falling in a heap a couple of times. We went over and over the movements until if not totally as proficient as they were, I’d improved sufficiently to pass myself of as a stripper…time and practice could only improve me. My body and muscles were already starting to ache.

“Now…let’s do a complete strip” said Debra.

“What now?” I asked

“Now’s as good as ever…remember tonight all those tables and chairs are going to be full of half intoxicated men…men with only one thing on their mind”

The thought of them had me wondering if I could really do this.

“Yes…yes…I suppose you’re right” I stammered.

The music started again. I twisted and twirled, shook and shaked. I watched and waited for my cue. My steps were better coordinated this time. I saw Debra reach behind her, with a practiced deftness, the clasp of her bra was undone, as she shook she slipped out of it, holding it above her head, twirling it, then Cilla did the same, their naked breasts shook and wobbled, a reaction to their dancing, like firm jellies on a plate. I followed suit, it seemed so easy, how many times had I removed my own bra, but moving and twisting it was somewhat harder to do, without making it look a deliberate task. Eventually it was free and I did as they did, showing it to the none existent patrons. A final few twirls and they were discarded, falling to the floor. Now we had to remove the bottom part, it had to be done slow, tantalizingly, teasingly. The patrons had to be on the edge of their seats; this was the moment they had all been waiting for. I tried to make it look as natural as I could, as I swayed my hips and slowing pushed my g-sting over my hips, down my thighs and tried to step out of them. It worked to a certain extent. I thought I was doing quite well until I tried to step out of them and my hi-heel entangled in them and I fell flat on my face. It was my ego that hurt, my body felt ok as I stood up.

The applause came from Bob Shepherd who had been watching the action from beyond the stage.

“Well done…well done…a bit more practice, but please Laura, don’t look so serious, relax more, look as if you are enjoying it…a smile would help…smile for the customers” he said.

I thought it wasn’t my face they would be looking at…then I realized I was on stage naked in front of a guy…tonight there would be more…a lot more.

This stripping lark wasn’t as easy as it looked and I’d need some more practice to get it right. Before I left, I tried on the hostess costume. I might as well be strutting around naked. The tasseled g-string hid nothing of my ass; my perfectly rounded tight bottom, which I was so proud of would be at the mercy of all those guys who would be grabbing at it tonight as I served their drinks. The bra only exaggerated my cleavage, as my breasts fought to free themselves from their restriction.    

I soaked in the bath, my muscles already ached. I took the lady shave and removed the pubic hair between my legs. I’d noticed all the girls had shaved their pussies. Whilst I’d not been told or requested to do so, I thought perhaps I should. As I dried myself off in front of the mirror, my pussy looked and felt smooth and bald…I was ready. I practiced at the stripping part, until I felt I was as good as I was ever going to be for tonight. I went next door to my neighbors, collected Daniel and told them I now had another night job and could they look after him. As usual it was no bother to them. Daniel was becoming more and more part of their family. I just had to find more time for him.

When the time eventually came for me to strut my stuff. It was even harder for me to do than I’d imagined. I stared at my almost naked body in the mirror.

“Oh god I can’t do this…I just can’t do this” I said.

“Yes you can…yes you can” came a chorus from the other girls. The announcing was being made. Cilla took the lead and Debra was behind, making sure I could not back out of it. My heart raced and my legs were going weak. I heard my name being included as one of the dancers, and then we were all strutting on stage. The sight was different from this afternoon. Not just one set of eyes but hundreds, all zeroed in, watching and waiting for that one moment. The atmosphere seemed electric. My heart pounded and thumped in my chest. I wanted to flee, run get away from here anywhere, just go. I was terrified.

The music was playing and I found myself swaying and twisting along with Cilla and Debra. I shut out the crowed, concentrated on the music and I clung to the pole, I went down and pushed my ass out toward the patrons. Smile…smile…Bob’s words coming back to me. I smiled as I swung my body around the pole. I saw Cilla…bra in hand…holding it high above her head, her naked breasts as they moved in time with her body. Then Debra as she to removed her bra. It was time for me. This time it just seemed to click as I casually reached behind, flicked the clasp and suddenly my naked breasts were bouncing around as I held my bra aloft, wiggling my hips and ass.

I could see the money starting to land at my feet like confetti. I smiled and blew them all a kiss. Cilla was slowly removing her g-string…the time was approaching…yet now I felt no terror at removing my g-string. I just seemed to have passed through that barrier as I danced, swayed and threw kisses at the patrons. I slowly and deliberately pulled down my g-string, just as I’d done in rehearsals, making every gesture sexy and sensual as I could, giving them all that come and get it look. When it came time to step out of them, there was no falling flat on my face. It was done with comparative ease as more confetti fell at my feet. Then it was over, I waved and blew more kisses to the patrons, smiling as I did so, then I bent down, my ass toward the crowed, scooped up the money, then my bra and g-string and made for the change room.

I couldn’t believe it was over, god I’d done it. “See it wasn’t as bad as you thought…was it” said Cilla.

“No…no it wasn’t but I was terrified before hand…I just wanted to flee from the place” I said and looked at the money lying on the bench in front of me. I had no idea how much there was, but it seemed to me like a small fortune.

“Well…no time to stop Laura…let’s get changed and start serving the patrons…next thing is to get yourself set up with an appointment for after…there’ll be plenty to choose from”

“Oh no…not that, I’ve told you, the stripping yes…guys and motels never”

There were knowing smiles and glances from the other girls…nothing was said apart from Cilla.

“Ok if you say so Laura” and proceeded to change into her other costume.

Why don’t they believe me I wondered…that part of the business I didn’t want to know?

As I went from table to table, my ass was a constant target, felt, pinched, squeezed. I was pulled onto laps, hands grabbing and fondling my breasts and the inevitable propositions.

“How much do you charge honey…I got a hundred bucks if you join me in my motel later”

I’d just tell them I was other wise engaged, give them their customary kiss and move on, my ass always receiving one last squeeze as I did so. After a few weeks working there I was getting the hang of it, my dancing and stripping were better, more proficient. I was learning how to handle the guys and I’d not gone back with any of the patrons to their rooms or motels. The money I was receiving from the dancing and stripping was now helping me pay back some of the debt I’d accumulated, I could at last see some light up ahead.

It was just another night, as I danced and swayed to the music, slowly discarding my clothing, well bra and g-string. My attention was drawn to a guy sitting at a table near the front. He was a real good-looking man, well groomed, with expensive tastes in clothing that I could see quite clearly from where I danced. He had a certain air about him, self-assured to the point of arrogance. The type of guy that knew what he wanted and usually got it. Knowing he’d got my attention he raised his glass to me, winked and took a sip on the liquor it contained. I ignored him and continued to dance and strip. When I next looked at him, he dipped into his inside jacket pocket, took out a stash of notes, spread them like a dealer spreads his cards, never taking his eyes off me. Then I saw the words he wanted to convey to me…I read his lips quite plainly.

“I—WANT—TO—FUCK—YOU” and indicated to the money spread across the table.

His view of my hind end was quite visible as I bent and presented it to him. It wasn’t intentional on my behalf; it was just that he had picked the perfect spot to view it. My shaved pussy was right there before him and I knew his eyes would be glued to it right now. When the music stopped, as usual I bent and scooped up the money, I took a quick glance toward him…he had that arrogant know it all smile and once again razed his glass again in salute, blew a kiss and downed the drink. God who was this guy…somehow he worried me.

When I finished my routine I changed and went to serve the patrons, deliberately keeping away from the area of the good-looking stranger. I’d already been propositioned twice. The promise of a good and wondrous time lay ahead for me. All I had to do was accept the price they were willing to pay for my services. I stood at the bar awaiting, my customers drinks. I paid no attention to the hands of the other patrons waiting for service as they ran their hands over my ass. Then arms encircled my waist, warm breath against my neck and ear, then the voice. “Mmmm you smell so good” I did not need to turn and see who it was; instinct told me it was the good-looking stranger. He held onto me as I turned to face him, my ass now receiving the attention of his hands, as he gently ran them over the smooth taught surface, eventually squeezing them.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“Like I said before…I want to fuck you and I’m willing to pay whatever you want for the privilege”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t do that” I replied.

His pearl white teeth shone as he smiled then laughed softly. “Oh but you do…I know you do”

The arrogant bastard I thought…pushing him away. “Like I said…I don’t do that…I’m sure one of the other girls will oblige you” I replied.

Unruffled by my rebuff he said, “I don’t want one of the other girls…only you…and you do, do it I’ll assure you” continuing that know it all small. “I’ll just have to keep trying” he said and turned away.

Bastard…arrogant bastard…you can try for as long as you like…you’ll be the last one I’d do it with. I thought to myself as I watched him walk away, but still he disturbed me.

My shift now over, my legs and muscles aching I stood outside the club breathing in the fresh night air. As I did so Debra passed by clinging to a guy, off to some motel to conclude some further business.

I was fumbling with my car keys, when a voice said. “My offer still stands…I have a nice soft bed for us waiting back at my place” It was good looking. I turned toward him, his arms quickly wrapped around my waist, holding me tight.

“Come on…let’s call a truce…I’m a really nice guy when you get to know me…let’s both snuggle up in that soft bed I have waiting”

“No…look when are you going to get it through you’re thick scull…I don’t do tricks” I said, once again pushing him away.

Even in the dark, I could see those perfect white teeth of his shine as he smiled. “Of course you do honey…you just don’t realise it yet” then added. “But I’ll keep trying…let me know when your ready for me” again turning away from me and walking to his car.

I had to take some deep breaths…god this guy was persistent and he annoyed me…god how he annoyed me.

He was true to his word, every time I turned around, there he was, smiling, never threatening “You ready for me yet?” he would ask. Every time he received the same answer from me. It became a routine between us as the weeks passed.

It was a beautiful clear night as I left the club that night. The air smelt particularly flesh and I felt good inside as I walked toward my car my hi-heals echoing on the car park concrete. I smiled to myself as both Debra and Cilla left with a guy each. Then the inevitable “Hi good looking.” My good-looking stranger stepped out of the shadows. He closed up, put his arms around my waist and drew me close. “You ready for me yet” he asked. I hesitated, not my quick response that usually followed his question. I looked away over his shoulder, saying nothing.

“Oh my god…you are ready for me aren’t you” he asked. I still made no reply.

“Come…let’s go” his arm firmly around my waist, as he led me toward his car. I made no reply, did not resist. I let him take me. I made no effort to brake free. I was aware of the muffled music from the club, voices over to my right, the clacking of my hi-heals as he led me nearer and nearer toward his car. He pointed the key ring at the car, there were three short sharp flashes of amber light, followed by the sound of tweak…tweak…tweak, as the doors unlocked. He opened the passenger’s door for me. I’d resigned myself to the inevitable

“There you are princess…buckle up” he said, closing the door at the same time. All outside sounds were lost to me. He took his position behind the wheel and turned the key. The dashboard lit up with a kaleidoscope of colourful lights, music started playing and at the same time the engine began to purr.

We backed up, turned and headed for the exit, made a right hand turn and were headed for who knows where. The headlights picking up the late or early morning traffic. Neither of us spoke, there seemed little or no reason to do so. I knew not where we were headed to…but I did know the reason why we were headed there. I sat staring vacantly out of the passenger’s window, as we headed further from the sanctuary of the clubs parking lot. The odd car, the late night strollers, closed shops; we passed them all…heading west…west toward the heights, the area where only the wealthy lived.

I’d walked away with him so meekly, his arm around my waist, I let him guide me to his car. I gave no resistance, none what so ever…the time had come upon me.

When I’d accepted the job as a stripper, I’d drunk from the golden chalice; its potent content had invaded my veins, spreading throughout my body. I’d passed through a portal and the door closing firmly behind me. The words of an old song “Hotel California” coming to me “You can check out anytime you want…you just cannot leave” I knew now I could not leave. The old Laura was gone forever…now it was the new and different Laura.

My handsome stranger hummed to the tune on the radio. I felt his warm hand on my thigh, stroking, squeezing it reassuringly. I felt a tingle of pleasure at its touch.

Just who was he…where did he live…if he was one of the rich people from the hill, why was he slumming it at a strip club. I shuddered a little as a thought hit me. I was reading tomorrows headlines in my mind “Prostitutes body found dumped” But I wasn’t a prostitute. Then the little voice. Oh but you will be when you leave him later, you’ll be clutching your reward tight, for the services you are about to render…oh yes my dear you are or are about to become a prostitute..

For the first time since leaving the club car park I turned to look at him. Sensing my gaze, he turned his head toward me smiled and gave my thigh another reassuring squeeze. I thrilled at his touch and at the same time felt safe and secure in his presence. I wanted, almost willed that he would move his hand further up. I wanted him to feel just how wet I was. He’d asked the question earlier “Are you ready for me” well the answer was a resounding yes…yes I was ready for him.

The commercial district had fallen behind, now streets and boulevards were before us. Each house or home more expensive and opulent than the other. He slowed the car and I saw the wrought iron gates ahead open…like Ali Baba’s cave. The words “Open oh sesame” ran through my mind. I’d seen nothing like it…it was a home from the rich and famous with most of the rooms lit up, as was the driveway.

“Who else lives here” I asked.

“No one…just me…we have it all to ourselves” he declared.

“You live in this big mansion all by yourself” I asked, amazed at the size of the place.

“Yep…me alone…all by myself…and of course you tonight”

The gates had drawn closed as we had entered…outside intruders kept at bay.

As I stood behind him, he unlocked the front door and then I followed him into the foyer. It was magnificent. It could contain two of my small flats together. He quickly punched numbers into the alarm pad on the wall, stifling the beep, beep, beep as it made its countdown toward setting off the alarm. The red light quickly flicking to green.

I stood in awe at the magnificence of the entrance hall.

“Nice little pad eh” he said, seeing my awe stuck face.

“God it’s unbelievable…a far cry from my box with two bedrooms” I replied.

He turned his attention to me, took a stack of bills from his inside pocket and laid them on the foyer table.

“Your money” he said, and then he removed his jacket and as he moved toward me, started to unbutton his shirt, removing it and discarding it to one side. His body was toned well, obviously some one who went to great lengths to keep it that way.

“See I can strip just like you” he said with a soft laugh…moving closer.